Chapter 9 - 9) Purpose

,,You don't have to give me anything,'' he chuckled as he washed the dishes, but Nite didn't budge.

,,I know, but I want to,'' he said, rolling his eyes. ,,You said it was a common practice, this time of the year.'' Seymore cleaned off his hands, leaning against the counter instead.

,,It is, for the believers of Am. Trolls don't do such things,'' he shrugged. Nite sat down on the counter beside the troll, frustrated, it seemed.

,,Why do you know so much about this anyway?'' he said instead. The troll's gaze became distant, before he looked back at the small man by his side, smiling sadly.

,,… My former lover celebrated this way,'' he explained.

,,Oh… I see…'' he said slowly. ,,… What did he give you?'' he dared to ask, trying to look uninterested, as if it was just a passing question.

,,… The first year we were together, he got my ears pierced,'' the troll said slowly. Nite seemed surprised by this, and it made the older man chuckle. ,,He didn't do it himself, don't you worry. And I had wanted that for a long time, anyway, I was just too nervous to get it done before that,'' he said, still smiling. The small man looked intensely at the troll's ears, looking for where they'd been, it seemed.

,,I… never noticed that…'' he said slowly, getting very close. ,,Do they still work? I mean… did they grow back together, or something like that?'' he asked, slightly pulling in the troll's earlobe.

,,As far as I know, they haven't grown back together,'' he said, sneaking his arm around the small man. ,,… Other years I mostly got books. But I got some other earrings. It was for my birthday one year, I believe. Maybe for an anniversary?'' he shrugged.

,,But you don't wear them anymore…'' Nite said slowly.

,,… No. I don't have them anymore. I left most of my things behind, when I left the Center Isles, also the gifts he gave me,'' he said, the pained expression back in his eyes. Nite was silent for a moment before he asked:

,,What did you give him? For Winter Solstice, I mean?''

,,Well, I actually didn't give him anything,'' he said awkwardly. ,,As said, trolls don't celebrate this way, so the first year, I didn't get him anything. It was really embarrassing, but he said he didn't need anything. Winter Solstice is about giving in the dark times, he said, not about receiving. So, he didn't want anything the other years when I asked him,'' he said. ,,I still cooked for him and such. And I still gave him presents for his birthday and our anniversary,'' he shrugged.

,,That makes sense,'' Nite said slowly. He placed his arm around the broad troll, leaning his head against Seymore's chest. It felt nice, he thought. ,,… What was his name? Can you at least tell me that? It's weird just to call him 'the pixie' or your… lover…'' he mumbled, looking down.

,,I think I prefer it that way…'' Seymore said, almost just a whisper, as if the name would make him any more real, or the pain any harder. ,,… His name was Ruvaen. Ruvaen of the Fleuress House,'' he said, not looking down at the human.

,,… Even his name sounds fancy,'' Nite muttered, but Seymore wasn't sure if he should have heard that. He tucked the small man a little closer, leaning down and resting his cheek on Nite's head. ,,… Are you still in love with him?''

Seymore felt his chest clutch unbearably at the question. Had Nite asked this before they had started fooling around, he would likely have said yes. But now, he wasn't so sure. Despite still hurting from their breakup, he didn't think much of Ruvaen anymore, neither did he fantasize about the ice-blue eyes, he otherwise had done for years. They were replaced with deep-set, mahogany ones.

,,… No. I still have a lot of feelings and memories, but… I don't think I'm in love with him, anymore. I don't even think… that I would like to be in a relationship with him again, even if I'd ever had the chance,'' he said, feeling the uneasiness as a pit in his stomach.

This seemed to satisfy the sorcerer, more than he would like. But he couldn't deny it felt all too nice when Nite looked up at him, his smile all subtly and shy, leaning up to kiss him. He knew it was cheap to accept his affection because he knew that Nite took this as an opportunity to get closer to the troll's stone heart.

Nite kissed him much more often now, at all times of the day. In the morning, after he ate breakfast, random times during the day, if he followed the troll around when he tended to the castle, and in the evening, even before they got into bed together.

He felt familiar tingles when Nite did so, tingles of feeling loved and wanted, mixed with the sweetness and sincerity the kisses held. He undoubtedly liked when Nite's kisses were hungry and horny, but more than ever he desired when they were simple and filled with so much love. Maybe that was why it was hard for him to not blur the line between lovers, and just being friends with benefits.

When he pulled away, Nite placed his head on the troll's chest again, just sitting and relaxing, while he took the troll's big hands in his. He was sweet and simple, like this, Seymore thought. But he also knew how arrogant and ill-tempered the small man could be, given the wrong circumstances. He tended to remind himself of this, to not dwell too far into the fantasy.

,,What do want to bake tomorrow?'' Seymore asked gently, curling their fingers together. It was hard not to lean into the softness of the situation. In the end, he just really wanted to see Nite happy and smiling.

,,What did you usually bake with your sister?'' he asked.

,,Mostly bread. My parents weren't that interested in our sweets. But we baked sweet buns when they looked away,'' he smiled. ,, There are not enough cherries for a cherry pie, I'm afraid. But we have apples, if you still want pie,'' he said gently.

,,Yerh, that's fine. I don't know if I'll be of much help, but… I want to keep you company, while you bake, at least,'' he said.

,,I would like that,'' he said, gently lifting the young man's face. He wanted to ask if Nite would like to wait for him, while he finished cleaning, and then join him in his chamber, but it still felt so inappropriate to do so. Instead, he gently rubbed his nose against the human's, who chuckled melodically.

,,I need to finish up something,'' Nite said, pulling slightly away. ,,It needs to be ready for tomorrow, so I can't wait,'' he explained, as he hopped down from the kitchen counter.

,,… Alright. I'll finish up here, but I'll see you tomorrow,'' he said, trying not to sound hurt. Nite quickly kissed the troll, before he rather enthusiastically went down the corridor, and later into his study chamber.

He knew that Nite was right, that it was silly not to ask for what he wanted. But it felt wrong to want Nite. Not because there was anything wrong with liking Nite, but because he was so painfully aware of their situation.

He sometimes wondered how their relationship would have developed if he had rejected the human that day when he asked for help with such personal matters. But more often than that, he wondered how different and easier things would be, had he not rejected Nite of being his lover when he had asked about it in the library…

Seymore went to bed rather early that night. Although Nite didn't ask for anything in particular on Winter Solstice, he had also been used to cooking great feasts for the Madam over the years. While their meal probably wouldn't be as grand this day, he still wanted to spend a lot of time in the kitchen. Preferably with the small man, if he could.

He woke up the next morning, the sorcerer firmly sleeping by his side. He didn't remember that he had been woken up during the night, but sometimes he would just find Nite sleeping beside him in the morning, both still as clothed as when they normally went to bed. He hadn't done that before recently, maybe because he sometimes missed sleeping with the troll, but not in a particular lustful mood, either. Although it blurred the lines further, Seymore smiled at the thought of Nite being so comfortable in his presence, and the troll didn't need sex as an exchange for sleeping together if that was what Nite had thought. He enjoyed waking up to the light snoring, and the small man that more frequently than not would steal his blanket.

,,Hey,'' Seymore said gently, caressing the sorcerer by his side. Nite grunted and woke up, his eyes barely open. ,,Happy Winter Solstice,'' he smiled, leaning down to kiss the small man on his forehead.

,,You're waking me up for that?'' he mumbled, yawning and stretching his arms. ,,Seymore, I want to sleep. I went to bed late yesterday,'' he complained, his thin arms around the troll, hugging him as a big teddy bear, making the older man chuckle slightly.

,,Why were you up so late, anyway?'' he smiled.

,,I worked on your gift,'' he said, eyes closed anew. The troll blushed, but Nite didn't notice. ,,I went down here instead, when I went to bed. I was too tired to go to my own room,'' he shrugged, smiling slightly. ,,Besides, you're very nice to sleep with.''

,,Mm, I look forward to seeing what you've been working on,'' he said, laying back down to cuddle up with the sorcerer. ,,And you're always welcome down here,'' he said, kissing Nite's forehead again.

,,You're not working today, are you? Besides cooking, I mean. We can sleep a little longer, can't we?'' he smiled, cuddling further against the troll.

,,I don't think I can sleep anymore. But I don't mind if you want to sleep in,'' he said gently.

,,But I don't want to sleep here alone. And I don't want to go back to my own room, then it's better if I just stay awake,'' he whined.

,,I can carry you there,'' he suggested. It looked like Nite considered it for a moment, but then he shook his head.

,,… Can't you read for me instead? It doesn't have to be your raunchy book, the fairy tale one is fine,'' he yawned. Seymore reached behind him to grab the first and best book on his shelf. He sighed, remembering that the last thing he had read was indeed the raunchy book.

,,Well, it doesn't start very sexual,'' he mumbled, gaining Nite's interest again. The book was red, with some scribbles on the cover. ,,It's called 'Possession'. Clever, isn't it?'' Nite chuckled, actually opening his eyes to look at the book.

,,Well, I haven't read any erotica myself, so I don't know what such would be called,'' he said. ,,… Have you read it more than once?'' Seymore nodded, his smile almost shy. ,,All of it? Not just the steamy parts?'' he chuckled.

,,Yes, I've read it twice or thrice, I think. It's not that long, and when you get into it, it almost reads itself,'' he said.

,,… Have you… touched yourself, while reading it?'' he asked, his gaze a lot more flirtatious now, making the older man whimper slightly.

,,… Yes, but not while I read all of it,'' he admitted. ,,Then I've just found the steamy parts, as you put it,'' he said.

,,You're always so shy when it comes to that book,'' he smiled, leaning his light body against the troll. ,,Does it hit everything you fancy? Or something you find shameful?'' he whispered seductively.

,,… Both,'' he whined. ,,It reminds me of… having sex, with other trolls. Troll women, I mean,'' he said. ,,It reminds me of… rough sex, I guess. I really like when you bite me, for example. But trolls are pretty rough in general,'' he said slowly. He could feel his body ache just at the thought, and he knew that that was Nite's intention.

,,You don't think I'm rough enough?'' he chuckled. ,,Tell me, what's your favorite part of the book? What're the pages you keep re-reading, to make yourself come?'' he smirked. Seymore groaned unwillingly but didn't try to pull away when the sorcerer slowly began to lick and suck on his neck.

,,… It's, a-ah! It's when the woman in the book finally lets her guard down, and then she absolutely takes control of the situation. Like all he has to do is to lean back and she goes to town on his cock,'' he whined, feeling the sorcerer's hands underneath the blanket. ,,Weren't you tired?'' he groaned.

,,Well, someone woke me up,'' he smirked, fondling the troll on the outside of his pants. ,,Is that what you want me to do? Ride you until you can't get it up anymore?'' he mused, nibbling on the troll's earlobe.

,,I, uhm… It's not the same. I think that would feel rougher for you, than for me,'' he tried, feeling the sorcerer's wet lips against his own.

,,But you don't really mind that, do you? You're a very obedient troll. You're really good at taking it slow and do it at my pace, but don't deny you would really like to ram it into me,'' he whispered against the green lips.

,,Who's the fucking demon now?'' he growled, whining wildly in the process. ,,I don't want to hurt you…''

,,But if it didn't hurt me, you would without a doubt want to use me as some kind of lavish sex-toy,'' he chuckled. ,,I sometimes wonder how obedient you are? How much would I have to tease you, to make you beg for release? Would you be just as obedient, if I stopped touching you right now, leaving you so hot and bothered?'' he smirked.

Nite's grip was tight, even through his pants. It didn't feel as intense, but his words made him all the more eager. But although he wanted to pull his pants off, begging for the sorcerer to suck him off, he couldn't. If Nite didn't do it by himself, he didn't feel like it was his place to ask.

He liked this way too much, he thought, but it only made him more excited, that Nite himself seemed to like the control. He couldn't imagine that the sorcerer was aware of dominance or sadism as part of sexual acts, but the more in control Nite was, the more Seymore's old, submissive ways showed themselves, and he got desires he hadn't had in a long time.

Like being whipped. Being humiliated, on his hands and knees, only for his Master's pleasure, whatever it might've been. Being tied up, blindfolded, gagged…

Seymore had done most things, to the point where he thought of himself as filthy. There was a lot of guilt and shame, but a lot of hidden desires as well. In the right hands and the right setting, Seymore didn't mind being filthy. But he wouldn't like that Nite looked at him, in a way where he actually thought that Seymore was too used or too extreme for the young man's comfort.

,,You don't want to beg a little?'' he teased, gently tugging in the troll's pants. ,,It looks like a tight fit. You're sure I shouldn't just… help you, take a little of the pressure off?'' he said, licking the whimpering troll's lips. ,,I really like how eager you get. It's fun, to torture you a little.''

Nite's eyes were enchanting and held promises Seymore couldn't dwell too far into. He wanted those thin, wet lips around his cock, with those long, pale hands jerking him off, and he knew that if he just asked, he could get that. But he also knew that Nite was painfully aware that Seymore wouldn't speak up, his power so much greater this way.

,,Maybe we should just… wait until later? You can handle that, right? You're so hard and throbbing, but if you have no complaints, I think you'll be more than ready for tonight, if we wait a little longer. Don't you think, my little pet?'' he mused, whispering to Seymore so seductively, that he almost thought he could come just by this. It seemed like Nite noticed the aggressive throb as well, as he looked delighted between the troll's legs.

,,Evil, little man,'' he growled, feeling the sorcerer's playful hand finally creep down into his pants, jerking him firmly, but not releasing his cock. ,,Don't make me fucking come in my pants…'' he growled, gasping, feeling his head go airy, as he jerked unwillingly in the human's tight grip.

,,You're so loud,'' Nite smirked. ,,You're filthy, you know that? I love that about you. You like to think you're so in control… but I really like when you're not,'' he said, gently biting the troll's neck. ,,Why are you holding back? Afraid to dirty yourself?''

,,… Y-yerh…'' he panted, refusing to look down. He had dropped the book a long time ago, but he couldn't help but recall different scenarios from it now. It felt almost painful not to come.

It had only been a couple of days since he and Nite last had slept together, but he had already hoped for the sorcerer's return yesterday. Being teased, and even so early in the morning, was nearly unbearable at this point, but Nite hit all of his kinks way too closely, maybe without even realizing it himself.

,,… I want to come…'' he finally whimpered. ,,Please let me come… Please don't let me come in my pants…'' he begged, finally looking pleadingly down at the human. Nite looked almost flustered for a moment, before his demeanor returned to his confident self, as he promptly went down between the troll's legs, eagerly pulling his pants down.

,,Such a good boy, aren't you?'' he said, before opening his mouth. He sucked him off, fast and hard, not wasting any time. ,,Come on, don't be shy. You want to fill my mouth? Want me to taste how eager it makes you that I demean you like this?'' he chuckled, before returning to sucking him off.

He wanted to just close his eyes and think about the book, which lewd pages he had read so many times that he knew them by heart, but the sight of Nite was far more enchanting. He held firmly around his face with both hands, fucking his mouth himself, enjoying the gurgling noises that the sorcerer couldn't avoid making.

,,So good…'' he panted, feeling Nite's teeth scrape his skin unwillingly. ,,Just a moment, I'm so close…'' he whined, pushing as far down as he could. The human seemed surprised at first, gasping for air and tearing up, but Seymore just held him there for a moment, before finally pulling back from the small man's throat to come in his mouth.

Nite swallowed greedily, gulping loudly as he did so. When he finally pulled away, he seemed very satisfied with the troll, leaning up to kiss him again.

,,You're such a horny troll,'' he chuckled, kissing him dearly. ,,See? That wasn't that hard, now, was it?'' he smiled, laying down on top of the older man.

,,No… I guess not…'' he sighed relaxed, covering them up with the blanket again.

,,I thought you said you couldn't sleep anymore,'' Nite teased, but didn't move from the troll's warm body.

,,Well, something was distracting me…'' he chuckled, kissing the small man's forehead anew. ,,You don't want me to… get you off?'' he asked slowly, but Nite just shrugged.

,,Later, I promise.'' He then looked at the troll again, almost flustered. ,,You know… Sometimes it's just really thrilling to make you whimper and feel good. But I don't… Well, my sex drive isn't as high as yours, I believe,'' he said, blushing slightly. ,,But I still don't mind getting you off, and I still really like this, don't misunderstand me! I mean… I feel very… desired, could be the right word,'' he said, a small smile spreading across his lips.

,,It's okay. Just… you know…'' he tried, but Nite interrupted him.

,,I know I don't have to get you off. But in the end, it went in my favor. You're going to stay here, and sleep in a little more with me, instead of leaving me all cold and alone,'' he smiled peacefully, kissing the troll's neck gently. Seymore did feel pretty tired and relaxed again. ,,… One last question,'' he suddenly said.

,,Yes?''

,,… In that book of yours… The raunchy one… You picture yourself as the female troll, don't you?'' he said, looking down at the book, still on the floor. Seymore felt his face heat, making the young man chuckle again. ,,You like to be… what would be the right term? Dominated? Right?'' he asked, somewhat shyly.

,,… Well, uhm… I don't… Uhm…'' he chuckled, his cheeks burning. ,,Yes, I like being dominated. By men and women. So… at some points, in the book, I picture myself as the women the male character is with,'' he admitted, hiding his face underneath his arm. ,,But when the female protagonist takes over, then I picture myself as the man, I guess. I like… to be… uhm…''

,,… not in control?'' Nite suggested. Seymore nodded slightly. ,,… Do you want me to take control?'' he asked, still seeming a little unsure about the situation.

,,Not necessarily,'' he shrugged, grabbing around the human to move his face closer to his own. ,,But… I really fancy your way with words. That might not be dominance, but if you're comfortable with that… by the stars, it gets me going,'' he smiled, kissing the sorcerer gently.

,,You're weird like that,'' Nite chuckled. ,,I like to talk… A lot, actually. Apparently, also during sex?'' he said, relaxing with his face beside the trolls. ,,I'm glad if you like that…'' he yawned.

It only took Nite a minute to fall back asleep. He was a pretty heavy sleeper, and his internal clock seemed to be out of order all the time. Seymore liked to get up early, where Nite rarely was up before 10 am or so. And while Seymore didn't need a lot of sleep, he knew Nite did, but the sorcerer rarely got to bed before 2 am, as far as he knew. Then, he would stay up a couple more hours, if he visited Seymore's room.

They didn't sleep that much longer, but Nite seemed far more satisfied waking up this time. He seemed rather chipper, as he talked about different things he had read about, while Seymore baked. While the bread dough was rising, he began making cookies, and at last, he prebaked the pie crust.

,,Can you slice the apples?'' the troll asked, throwing an apple playfully to the sorcerer, who barely caught it. He chuckled at the sight.

,,Not without cutting myself,'' he scoffed. ,,… Can I use magic for it?'' he asked slowly. Seymore felt the familiar uneasiness, and was about to say no. He could clearly see that Nite expected as much, too.

,,… Will there be any explosions?'' he asked slowly, and the sorcerer enthusiastically shook his head. ,,… Then yes, use your magic,'' he smiled, watching the small man gleefully jump down to get to cutting.

,,Really? My fearful troll is opening up to magic?'' he said chipperly, but Seymore doubted that he noticed what he was even saying. He felt flustered by the implications of my troll, but Nite didn't notice the red tips on the troll's ears.

Even with magic, it was fairly obvious that Nite hadn't been used to working in a kitchen. As soon as Seymore was done with his own chores, he stepped behind the young man, reaching around to guide his hands.

,,They need to be very thinly sliced. Like this,'' he said gently. Even if both of Nite's hands glowed, it didn't feel any different to hold around him. It seemed to surprise and fluster him, that Seymore so calmly guided his hands, as he ended up mostly cutting the apples himself.

,,… You're not afraid of magic anymore?'' he asked slowly, as the troll kept moving his hands.

,,I am. But I'm not afraid of you. And in some way… that makes the magic a little less scary, actually. I didn't think it would. But I think it has helped me, that you talk about it so freely,'' he said softly, kissing the small man's cheek. Nite giggled, but kept his focus strong on the white nothingness in his hands, that made up his magic.

,,I can do so many things like this,'' he said happily. ,,And I'll be able to do even more when I finally open up that book I'm working with,'' he said dreamingly. ,,You'll see. It'll be great,'' he smiled, finally letting go of the magic as all the apples were cut.

,,I'll look forward to that,'' he chuckled as he put the apples away, covered in sugar and lemon juice.

,,… I like this,'' Nite admitted, almost sparkling as he said so. So innocent and pure in his gesture, he reached out for the troll's hand, just holding it as he used to do so many months ago. ,,This is very… simple, right? You like that, simple things?'' he said.

,,I do,'' the troll said. He was right, it felt very simple, right now. He didn't need to be harsh or stay in the reality today. Today, he just wanted to celebrate that the light would be on the rise again in the upcoming months, even on a sun-forsaken island like Mokar.

Seymore took both of Nite's hands in his, trying to gently guide him around. Not really dancing, but something resembling just that. The troll hummed tunes he fondly remembered, pulling the small man closer as their movements became a little more fluent.

Nite really did sparkle. He didn't even seem to realize what they were doing, maybe not even registering he was moving himself, but Seymore just kept dancing around with him, placing one hand on the sorcerer's waist, while the other kept holding his hand dearly.

,,Place your hand on my shoulder, if you can,'' Seymore said gently, and Nite did so without question. He could feel his long, cold hands gently caressing his neck, while Seymore still danced around with him in his arms.

,,Why are we dancing?'' Nite suddenly said, giggling slightly. The troll shrugged, but his smile was bright.

,,You don't like it?'' he asked, although it was clear to see that even if Nite didn't care about dancing, he didn't mind doing it with Seymore.

,,It's very… very lovely,'' he admitted, his cheeks heating up ever so slightly. ,,Might be the best Winter Solstice I've had, so far,'' he smiled.

,,You're very kind,'' Seymore said, leaning down to kiss the sorcerer, who gladly placed both arms around the troll's broad shoulders, welcoming the gentle lips.

,,I didn't know you liked to dance,'' he admitted when Seymore let go of him again. The troll continued with the pie, as Nite returned to sit down on the kitchen counter.

,,Well, I guess there's a lot you don't know about me,'' he shrugged. ,,I'm not a great dancer. But it's… fun,'' he said, almost saying romantic, by mistake. But it was, for him, at least. When he looked at Nite, it was hard to deny that it seemed more and more tempting to imagine a future, where Willa wouldn't come home. Not that he wanted the Madam dead, but if a scenario could occur, where she simply just didn't return, leaving Nite and himself be at the castle, he wouldn't complain anymore, he thought.

,,I don't think I really did much,'' Nite giggled. ,,I haven't danced before. I just… let you guide me,'' he said, his cheeks rosy anew.

,,That's a part of dancing. You can guide me next time,'' the troll smiled, finishing up the pie and putting it into the oven. ,,Now we just wait. What do you want to do in the meantime?'' the troll hummed as he walked up to the sorcerer, gently kissing him again. To his surprise, Nite only kissed him quickly, before he moved towards the hallway.

,,Then I want to give you your present!'' he said, already running off before Seymore got a chance to react. The troll didn't have to wait for long before Nite came back with a small box, poorly wrapped in a curly, silver ribbon. ,,It's, uhm… It's not that neat, but, heh…'' he said, suddenly getting all kinds of flustered again.

,,It's very sweet of you,'' he said as Nite handed him the small box. He wondered what it could be, as he unwrapped the ribbon. It was too small to be a book, and he didn't really know what else Nite would give him.

But he only got more confused and awestruck when he opened the lid, revealing a set of earrings. Handcrafted, he guessed, because he had never seen anything alike.

Although a pair, the left was a small bead, with three thin strings hanging therefrom in different lengths, and each with a star at the end. The other didn't have a hanging piece but was formed as a half-moon, much bigger, and with a piece to clamp onto his helix, engraved with small, purple stones in a pattern he didn't recognize. The earrings themselves were in pure silver.

,,Did you make these?'' he asked, not taking his gaze away from the small box.

,,Yes… I, uhm… I haven't really studied how to make jewelry, and I didn't really know how fancy you would like them to be, but I found these designs I tried to merge together, and now I'm kind of worried if their too much, or-,'' he blabbered, getting more and more red-faced as they spoke, but Seymore just simply chuckled, leaning in to kiss the small man.

,,They are beautiful, Nite. You're very good at this,'' he assured him. ,,This doesn't require a hole, right? It's just click-on? I don't have a hole in my helix,'' he said, as he began to put them on.

,,Yes, you can just put it on, no hole necessary,'' he assured him. ,,I, uhm… I looked closely at your ears yesterday, to make sure it was only your earlobes you had pierced, how many you had, if it was both ears, you know, stuff like that,'' he said, smiling proudly as Seymore put both of the earrings on. The holes were tight from being unused for years, but he managed to put them on.

,, There are so many details,'' he said excitedly. ,,I never really had fancy ones before. My first earrings were just rings. Then I had a pair of crystals, but you know… discarded crystals, so they weren't that expensive. They were very sparkly, and that was what I was looking for,'' he shrugged. ,,But these are… I don't even know how to describe them,'' he smiled fondly.

,,I'm happy you like them,'' he smiled. The troll picked him up, kissing him happily. Seymore had rarely had anyone who gave him presents. But Nite was so careful and calculated with things like these, and Seymore really did feel appreciated. And loved, he thought.

,,Thank you, Nite,'' he smiled, kissing him again. ,,How do they look on me? I know I'm not really dressed up, but, heh… Do they look nice?'' he said, smiling shyly as he sat down the sorcerer. Nite looked at him intensely, before he chuckled.

,,Well, I don't know. I don't know how it's supposed to look like,'' he giggled. ,,But you look beautiful. Your smile is very… very nice,'' he said softly.

It all felt so overwhelming all of a sudden. He didn't like being called beautiful, but the way Nite said it made it all seem okay. Like he almost felt beautiful.

,,Thank you,'' he said again, almost breathlessly. ,,Why did you choose purple? For the stones, I mean,'' he asked, trying to calm himself down again.

,,I like purple,'' Nite simply said. ,,… I like green, too, but I thought it wouldn't… uhm, be that noticeable, with your skin tone,'' he shrugged. ,,I didn't know what your favorite color was.'' Seymore chuckled, leaning against the countertop, as Nite hopped up on it again.

,,It's actually red. But I like purple, too. I think these clashes less with my skin tone,'' he said. ,,They formed a pattern,'' he said, gesturing to his helix. ,,Does that mean anything in particular?''

,,It's ahm… It's a rune. Or, as closely as I could get it. It's… It's a symbol of love…'' he said slowly, looking at the troll with those big, mahogany eyes, that normally was so stern or confident, but now was unsure and almost frightened.

Seymore couldn't hide his own surprise by his statement. They tried not to speak about that stuff too much these days. Nite had learned that if he crept too close to the troll with his feelings, Seymore would try to distance himself, in some way or another. He was still aware of how fondly the sorcerer felt about him, but Nite hadn't tried to push them to be lovers, since the whole ordeal with the letter from his mother.

,,It's… very beautiful…'' he said slowly, smiling as convincingly as he could. Nite seemed disappointed by this statement, but didn't look away with those big, uncertain eyes.

,,… Yerh.'' Seymore tried to look busy, peaking at the pie and cleaning things in the kitchen that without a doubt could wait for later. Nite just looked down at the floor for a while, but he didn't leave, as Seymore somewhat had expected him to do. It felt like torture, to watch him like this when his smile had been so bright just moments ago.

,,… I'm sorry, that was tactless of me,'' he finally said, removing the pie from the oven before he went to stand in front of the young man again. ,,They are really amazing, Nite. You're so talented, and I think it's incredible what you can do,'' he smiled, trying to make the young man look at him again. When he finally did so, his big eyes were glossy. ,,… But that's not what you want me to say…'' he said slowly.

,,No, it's not!'' he said, angrily wiping his eyes before any tears fell. ,,And I know… I know it all… Why you won't… Won't say… Gosh, I feel so stupid!'' he said, hiding his face in his hands.

The troll tryingly laid a hand on the small man's shoulder. When Nite didn't pull away, he held around him instead. He kept covering his face, mumbling into the troll's shoulder.

,,You're not stupid. I'm stupid, when I make you this upset,'' he said quietly. ,,I… I can't say, what you want me to. I don't want to lead you on. And I don't want to see you being sad, but much less, I don't want to be the one who makes you sad,'' he said.

,,You're not,'' he said, finally looking at the troll again. They were silent for a moment before Nite sighed. ,,Okay, you are,'' he admitted. ,,You're making things so hard, Seymore. It's so simple, but you're so troublesome!'' he scolded, gently holding the older man's face in both of his hands. ,,… I love you. And you can never convince me that you don't love me, too,'' he said stubbornly, fidgeting with the earrings.

,,I… I'm very happy to-,'' but Nite cut him off, huffing loudly and letting go of the troll's face.

,,No, stop that!'' he demanded. He closed his eyes, breathing heavily for a moment, before he opened his eyes again, seemingly trying to calm down a little. ,,Okay. Scratch that. Seymore, humor me for a day, won't you? I know trolls don't give each other gifts today, and it's rude to ask for a present… but can't you just let go of all these worries, just for today? Like when we danced, like how simple things can be, right?'' he tried. There was a slight desperation in his voice, as if he was afraid that Seymore would pull away again, but he didn't.

,,… It would be cruel of me, to say I love you today, but not tomorrow…'' he simply said. Nite seemed to be on the verge of tears anew, but just wiped his eyes again.

,,… Then don't say it,'' he tried, placing his arms around the troll's shoulders. ,,Then just show me,'' he whispered, feeling the troll's arms around him, picking him up again. It didn't seem to startle him this time.

,,We're already so close, Nite. Cuddling, kissing… If not words… what is it you want me to do?'' he asked quietly. Nite thought about it for a second. His gaze was wandering around, as if the answer was right in front of him, but he refused to meet the amber eyes.

,,… I don't know,'' he finally said. ,,I've never… I've never had a relationship, I've never wondered how it would be… What I want? I want…'' He stopped for a moment, before he finally met the troll's saddened eyes. ,,I want… what you gave him… I don't know anything about this… But you do…'' he said quietly. Nite didn't need to specify what he meant, but that didn't make it any easier for the troll.

,,That's not how this works,'' he said. ,,Relationships are different from each other. Besides… You don't want that. Our relation was built upon me… submitting, to him, in a sense. Devoting myself to him…'' he slowly said, but Nite didn't seem discouraged by this.

,,Then I want that,'' he said firmly, before he looked unsure again. ,,… Wait… I don't… I don't think I understand that… Submitting how?''

,,Ahm… That's… You remember earlier? When we talked about dominance and control?'' he said perplexed, gently placing the human down on the floor again.

,,Yerh, but that's… That's sexual…'' he said.

,,Yes. But I'm… I build my whole life around him, Nite. All my time, all my energy, to this person… In return, he took care of me. My heart, my body. I… I don't like to be in charge… I made it my whole purpose, to care for and be this man's lover…'' he said, fumbling with the words along the way. ,,… That's why… it hurts so badly to talk about it, even after all these years… It's not because I want to keep it a secret. It's because it hurts and I'm afraid to scare you off, by how intense it all was. Because without that kind of guidance, that he gave me… I feel so broken… I feel so lonely…'' he admitted.

Nite didn't say anything for a while. Seymore didn't even dare to look at him, afraid that the young man found him weak and pathetic, as he so often had heard before. He felt weak…

Then the earrings dangled against his neck, reminding him shortly about how beautiful he had felt, just moments ago. When he finally looked back at the human, Nite didn't seem to think any less of Seymore than before. If anything, he seemed wondering, as always.

,,… Then I'm that…'' the small man said, taking the troll's hand in his as he pulled him closer to himself. ,,Today… you're mine. I'm your purpose,'' he said firmly, pulling the taller man down to kiss him again. There was something so uncertain about all of his moves, but Seymore didn't pull away. He just simply let him lead him.

,,… I would like that, very much,'' he smiled, gently cupping the small man's cheek, but Nite still seemed rather confused.

,,… How is this different from a servant?'' he asked.

,,As your servant, I don't have to care about you, I have to take your orders. As your sub, I take your orders, because I care about you,'' he said, emphasizing it as strongly as he could. ,,I want to follow you. I want to help and protect you.'' He took a deep breath before he kissed the small man's forehead. ,,I want you.''

,,… Okay. I think… I think I get it,'' he said slowly, smiling nervously. He calmly let his fingers run across his creations, really looking at the earrings as Seymore observed his every move. ,,You know… I didn't really think that you… would ask about the rune,'' he admitted. ,,I put so many weird details into them… I really didn't think you would notice the rhinestones. Or, I knew you would notice the rhinestones, but not that you would… ask more about them,'' he said, his voice shaking a little. ,,It's… It's weird. You're so big and strong, with all your scars and your kinda bruiting nature, and then… Then you just want to be pretty and be at the mercy at some… small, confused boy…''

His hand shook as the fingertips ran across the troll's face. Seymore gently took both of the sorcerer's hands in his, kissing every finger, while the amber eyes never left the mahogany. He seemed flustered again but didn't interrupt him.

If Nite wanted to be treated like he had treated Ruvaen, he would. Nothing would be easier, if anything, it came so naturally to serve Nite, and if he had permission to use all of his feelings for the small man, without putting any words into it, nothing would make him happier.

,,You're not just 'some confused boy','' he gently said, picking the sorcerer up anew, gently holding him closely. ,,… I don't see you that way. I see someone who's strong and smart. Someone who makes me feel… whole…'' he said, feeling his heart in his throat. ,,I don't think you see me clearly, either. I don't think many people see me as masculine. Clearly, you do, and either is fine. I don't need to be anything specific, when I'm with you. Because with you… I can just be me,'' he whispered against the pale lips.

When Nite leaned in, he was so much more direct than before. His fingers held the troll's chin in place, as he greedily and deeply kissed the older man, exploring his tongue and biting it if he came too close to the small man's teeth. The sorcerer's gaze was as confident as ever, as he looked back at the troll, his smile likewise, as he flashed his broken tooth.

,,That's right. You can be my pretty troll, right?'' Seymore nodded, feeling the stars on his earrings clink together. Even the sound was beautiful and fragile, just like he felt right now, being looked upon by the man in his arms. ,,… I thought you would want a big, strong man to toss you around. But you like… dainty, little men, don't you?'' he smirked, watching how flustered the troll got when he nodded anew. ,,Interesting…'' he said, his smile almost a little wicked.

,,… I like the contrast,'' he admitted. It always surprised him how quickly Nite could turn everything around. One moment, he seemed so uncertain, but the next he was back to tease the poor troll, licking his lips and silently driving the older man mad.

,,I see,'' he said. ,,I kind of thought that I became the bottom because I was smaller and… well, more feminine. Like I somewhat was… the girl,'' he admitted, seemingly not that bothered by the idea.

,,What? No! I… I ahm… I only topped, because you seemed to be very interested when I fingered you,'' he said confused. ,,I don't view you as girly, Nite. You just never really seemed interested in being the top, and I don't… I don't… really tell you what I want…'' he smiled flustered. Nite put a finger over the troll's lips before he could apologize further.

,,No, I've noticed that,'' he chuckled. ,,You know, I didn't mind that. If you saw me as more girly, that is. I don't really care. I like the way things are, and I like being the bottom,'' he shrugged. ,,… Would you like me to be the top?'' he asked slowly.

,,I wouldn't mind you being the top. Is it something you want to try out?'' he asked, hopeful.

,,… No, not really,'' he admitted. ,,I don't think… it'll work as I want it to,'' he said. ,,I think I tense up too much when I touch myself. That might be why I can't come like that. I think it would be similar with sex,'' he shrugged.

,,Well you don't have to come by sex, I can help you finish up otherwise. It's fine if you don't want to top, but don't let that stop you,'' he said. Nite thought about it for a moment, before he smiled.

,,No. I have something different in mind,'' he smirked, wiggling his way out of the troll's warm embrace. ,,But you'll have to wait for that. If you clean the kitchen, I'll go prepare myself. Meet me in my chamber, okay?'' he smiled, leaning up to kiss the troll.

He felt a strange rush of excitement. A familiar, comforting feeling of being cared for and having his interests piqued in all these ways, that he couldn't ask for himself. He felt safe, knowing that Nite was well observant and quick at learning, but he also felt somewhat guilty.

,,I thought this should be my gift to you,'' he said quietly.

,,It will be,'' he assured him, kissing him so sweetly that it almost hurt. He liked how much they kissed, even when discussing things like these. ,,It's always a treat for me, when my pretty troll is smiling. And if you're going to devote yourself to me, at least for today… then I want to be someone you'll want to devote yourself to,'' he whispered longingly.

Seymore wanted to object, that Nite already was someone he wanted to devote himself to, but he hesitated a moment too long. What would that say about him, if that was the case? Would he lie if he said that? He somewhat already felt some level of devotion to the sorcerer, but if that was due to being his servant, or his ever-confusing feelings towards him, he wasn't sure about.

,,I'll be ready in… about 20 minutes. And then I'll get what I want, too, right?'' Nite smiled, either ignoring or not noticing the troll's flickering gaze.

,,Right. I'll be with you soon,'' he said, smiling slightly before kissing the human's hands again. It all felt somewhat formal, but he liked that. He wondered if this was what Nite really had wanted when he had said he wanted to be lovers, just for a day? If this was what he himself had imagined it to be if they were to be lovers?

The minutes went by too slowly. Seymore was in front of the sorcerer's chamber, but he knew he was too early. He didn't want to disturb Nite, but he didn't know what else to do than wait in the hallway.

,,Just come in. I'm waiting,'' he heard behind the closed door. The way Nite said it, so firmly, but so tempting at the same time, made the troll's skin tingle excited.

The room was dark when he opened the door, but on the bed sat Nite, with small, floating crystals lighting up the place, illuminating his pale skin and the deep-set, mahogany eyes that Seymore always felt so entranced by. He had changed clothes, no longer wearing his long, grey sweater, but one of his silky shirts, one in a dark, green color. He didn't get up from the bed, but sat in his soft sheets, smiling so seductively at the sight of the troll.

,,Did you hurry to get here?'' he smiled, gesturing the troll to come closer. He was wearing white, formfitting gloves as well, Seymore noticed.

,,Yes. I was excited to see what you had in mind,'' he admitted, getting on his knees in front of the bed, waiting for the small man's order.

,,Mmmh, I bet. You like when I'm around?'' he smiled, gently touching the troll's face with his gloved fingers. He felt the delightful shiver, and nodded eagerly, making the stars tingle beautifully. ,,It's only been a moment,'' he chuckled. ,,Do you miss me that much normally as well? Or are you just eager to see what I'm planning to do with you?'' he asked curiously. The troll nodded again, trying not to seem too excited.

,,I feel better in your company,'' he smiled, looking dreamingly at the small man.

,,Then don't sit there. Come here, silly,'' he chuckled, welcoming the troll as he got into the bed, leaning down to kiss the sorcerer, but stopping just before he closed the space. ,,You don't need to ask permission to kiss me. Or to touch me. I want to feel wanted, too. I want you to hold me and show me exactly why you're here,'' he panted, his confident façade fading by the minute.

Seymore didn't answer, he just held around the small man, picking him up onto his lap and kissing him longingly. He was gentle, even if he was in just as much of a need as he had been moments ago. He wanted Nite to feel exactly the way he saw him; wonderful, pretty, and strong.

He wandered across the small man's face, kissing his cheeks, his nose, the eyelids, and chin. Nite giggled, melting into the troll's embrace as he felt Seymore's lips against his neck, partly covered by the collar of his shirt.

,,You look so pretty,'' he whispered to the small man. ,,It really suits you.''

,,I guessed you would like this,'' he chuckled. ,,Thank you,'' he whispered, kissing the troll again.

,,I always think you're pretty, regardless of what you're wearing. You're very graceful,'' he said.

,,What are charmer, aren't you? What are you trying to achieve?'' he smirked.

,,… I want you,'' he simply said, as he watched the small human blush. ,,I want to see you smile, and hear you laugh. I want to feel your skin against mine, and I want to hold you. I want…'' he hesitated, before leaning down to his ear, his voice just a whisper: ,,… I want to kiss every inch of you.'' He chuckled when he heard the unwilling whimper leaving the small man's parted lips, the human looking small and flustered again. ,,This is your kind of dirty talk, isn't it?'' he smiled, humming delightedly as Nite nodded. ,,You like being praised.''

,,Y-yes,'' he panted, as Seymore dived down to kiss his neck again. ,,I thought I should be in control?'' he whined as Seymore slowly placed the small man on his back, leaning in over him.

,,You are in control. Just say so, and I'll stop. But as long as you make these sweet noises, I want to keep it up,'' he hummed. ,,I'm just following your orders, Nite. You said I shouldn't ask permission before I kissed or touched you. You should consider what consequences that could lead to,'' he chuckled softly.

,,You always say that, but never do anything I wouldn't want you to, anyway,'' he mumbled before the troll kissed him again. ,,Take off my clothes. I want you to kiss me all over,'' he said.

,,But you dressed up so nicely. So elegant. So beautiful,'' he whispered longingly. ,,I assure you, I can make you feel good, even when you're clothed,'' he smirked, gently biting Nite's earlobe.

,,You're not very obedient today,'' he scolded playfully, biting down on the troll's lip when he went in for another kiss. ,,Do you need a spanking or something?'' he chuckled, seemingly not thinking much about it.

,,… If I'm a bad troll, you should punish me,'' he said, almost purring. He had thought about it ever since he saw the sorcerer's gloved hands, how desperately he needed those long fingers on his rear. Even if Nite wasn't interested in topping, he could maybe still find pleasure in punishing the older man.

,,What?'' he chuckled. ,,That's not a punishment. You want me to spank you, don't you?'' he smirked, gliding his hands down Seymore's back.

,,… Yerh…'' he admitted, laying down beside the human.

,,Eager,'' he whispered, getting up on his knees to sit behind the troll. He could feel Nite's hands run down his back, down to his ass, firmly squeezing it through his pants. It seemed to excite the small man, as he panted slightly at just touching the troll. ,,… You need to beg for it, then,'' he said, almost moaning by the thought. Seymore held his head down, getting slightly up on his knees to make it undoubtedly clear what he wanted, making the small man whine as he kept squeezing the troll's ass.

,,Please spank me. I haven't been an obedient troll, I need a firm hand,'' he said quietly, but loud enough for the human to hear. He then pulled his pants down slightly, just enough to reveal his awaiting ass and let his cock hang loosely between his legs.

,,By Am, you want it that bad, huh? I wonder how eager it will make you when I'm done beating your sorry ass?'' he mumbled. Seymore chuckled at the thought, before he felt the first hit on his ass, making him moan surprised. He couldn't have imagined that Nite could, physically, hit him so hard, so he looked behind him to meet the eyes of the ever so confident young man. ,,What? You wanted a punishment, right?'' he smirked.

,,Yes,'' he whined, wiggling his ass impatiently. He whined when he felt the sharp pain again, shaking a little as Nite without warning kept going this time. He had almost thought that all the strength came from the gloves, but that couldn't be the case, because Nite had taken them off before he started spanking him. The feeling of skin-to-skin contact, and the human's surprising strength made his knees weak.

,,I didn't know you would like stuff like this so much,'' he mumbled, switching between which ass cheek he hit. ,,You're being really loud, too. I wonder…'' he smirked, reaching underneath the troll as he started to jerk him off, still spanking his ass with his other hand. ,,Punishment, as if,'' he scoffed.

,,It would be a punishment if you stopped now,'' he said, drooling down onto the sheets. ,,You have no idea how much I want this,'' he moaned.

,,That's because you never tell me,'' he scolded, his grip around Seymore's cock tightening. ,,You know, I would do just about anything for you,'' he whispered gently, contrasting how hard he spanked him. ,,So tell me, Seymore: Do you still want me to keep my clothes on?'' he whispered seductively.

,,… N-no… Or, can I fuck you while you wear it? The shirt, at least. You look so damn sexy,'' he kept blabbering, whining when Nite moved to kiss him.

,,Your ass is all warm. Do you want me to continue?'' He smirked when the troll nodded again. He tugged gently in the small chain on his earring, the one that connected to his helix, making the troll blush. ,,Don't worry, they won't break. It's a very strong chain,'' he assured him.

,,Good. I would be really sad to break such a beautiful gift on the first day,'' he said gently, kissing the sorcerer again. It felt so easy to indulge into, even if Nite occasionally seemed confused or flustered by all of this. Maybe it had been easier to indulge into a relationship, or harder for him to resist, had they started off like this?

,,You like them?'' he asked, gently touching both of the long troll ears as he nodded. ,,You really do look beautiful, Seymore. You don't need the earrings to do so, though,'' he said longingly.

,,You're too kind,'' he smiled. ,,I didn't know you had such a firm hand,'' he said, as Nite gently rubbed the heated skin. He already felt sore in the best way possible.

,,… Is it weird, if I liked hitting you?'' he suddenly asked quietly. Seymore noticed the concern in his voice and sat up to better comfort the small man.

,,No, not when we do it like this,'' he said gently, leaning down. ,,See? I liked it very much, too. You can be rough with me,'' he said, gently placing Nite's hand on his hard cock. He caught the sorcerer's gaze, and he seemed to be too enchanted with the troll to really notice his words. Seymore chuckled, lightly licking his lips. ,,Your pretty troll liked it very much,'' he purred.

,,Fuck yes you are,'' he mumbled, before almost jumping into the troll's embrace, making them both fall into the soft bed again. His kisses were greedy, as he moaned and whined into the troll's open mouth, his hands all over the older man as he caressed and grinded against him. ,,You wanna fuck me? Then come and fucking get me,'' he moaned, rather violent ripping his shirt open. Seymore groaned and didn't wait for further instructions, before he, as gently as he could, while still being riled up so wonderfully, tackled to small man onto the bed, making him lean in over his smaller frame.

,,You're so hot,'' he groaned, yanking down his own pants, all the way down before he ripped Nite's belt open. When he was done with Nite, none of his clothes would be useable again, he mindlessly thought.

,,I should just have waited for you naked,'' he mumbled, moaning as Seymore did good on his promise of kissing the sorcerer everywhere. ,,But you like this. You like that I'm your Master, and you're the servant,'' he said, jerking forward every time Seymore's greedy tongue flicked over his nipples.

,,Yes,'' he groaned. ,,By the stars you're so beautiful,'' he growled, drunkenly kissing the small man's arms, collarbone, his navel, and even further down to his knees and feet.

,,Mmmh, you really are kissing me everywhere, aren't you?'' he sighed delightedly. ,,… Kiss my ass,'' he smirked, turning around. Seymore hesitated, but still watched as Nite spread his pale cheeks. ,,Come on, you said everywhere, and I'm clean. You don't have to make out with my asshole, if you think that's too dirty,'' he scoffed when Seymore kept hesitating.

But by the way his anus eagerly clenched, he knew that Nite hoped he would do just that. Seymore had never rimmed him, as he usually wasn't that into doing so, but hearing the sorcerer whine and watching him shiver and wiggly around when he got closer, teasingly blowing hot air on his awaiting hole, made him all the more tempted.

,,You want a kiss?'' he jokingly asked the shivering man's anus, loudly licking his lips. ,,I think I want a little more than just a kiss,'' he hummed delightfully, as he firmly let his face between the young man's ass cheeks, hearing him moan and whimper as his lips and tongue cared for him.

It wasn't actually bad. Seymore knew that Nite was pretty obsessive with being clean for things like these, maybe even more than he himself had been in the past. It didn't taste of much else than skin, and there was no specific smell, as he had definitely had before. But just like everything else regarding his ass, Nite wiggled and moaned, pleading for him not to stop.

,,Such a filthy troll,'' he moaned, drooling as he said so. He spread his ass to make better access, praising him as he felt the tongue slip further inside. ,,You should kiss my ass more often. You have such a skilled fucking mouth,'' he whined. Seymore could feel that he began to jerk himself off, making the troll drool into the tight entrance.

He turned the small man around, not even caring to warn him before he did so. Nite spread his legs, probably expecting Seymore to get his dick ready, but he dived down between his legs again, looking him straight in the eyes as he kept pleasuring his asshole, spreading him out and seeking down further with his tongue.

,, You're holding up pretty great today,'' the troll smirked, licking his lips greedily.

,,Yerh, but the second you touch my dick, it's over,'' he whined, as Seymore teasingly licked the precum away from his cock. ,,I don't want to come yet,'' he whined, but the troll couldn't resist teasing around, the stiff member.

,,Why? I've seen you come twice in a row, with a little break in between. Besides, you never stop me, just because you have come,'' he smiled.

,,But sometimes, when I come, I get too sensitive, so it hurts. Sometimes I'm just not… horny, anymore, after I come. I can still help you, but… You know…'' he tried, squirming when Seymore playfully ran his finger across his twitching cock.

,,I get it. But I really like that you react this way,'' he said, smiling gently at the human. ,,I have another idea then,'' he said, getting up on his knees to remove his shirt, moving to sit across from the small man, a foot on either side of the sorcerer. Nite sat up as well, awaiting what Seymore had in mind. ,,I want to see you masturbate,'' he smiled, licking his lips as the human blushed.

,,What? Why?'' he said, watching closely as Seymore began to touch himself, seemingly much more interested in watching him than anything else.

,,You always say I don't say what I want to do. And right now… I just really want to see how you touch yourself. It's fascinating to me that you can't come by yourself. I want to see if I can guide you,'' he smirked, watching eagerly as Nite reluctantly began to touch himself, his movements similar to the troll's.

,,Well, I guess you're right,'' he mumbled, tightening his grip. ,,The only time I really managed to come, by my own hand… was with you inside me,'' he panted, looking over at Seymore, his hungry gaze never leaving the pale skin.

,,I see. You tend to be very sensitive around your glans, underneath it specifically. Or you do, when I touch you,'' he said, still stroking himself. He knew he could easily keep this up, and mostly masturbated so Nite wouldn't feel weird doing it alone, but it really did interest him, seeing the young man exploring himself.

,,It feels different when you do it,'' he moaned. ,,My grip is not as warm, and my skin is softer, I think. I can play with you for a lot longer than I can with myself, for some reason,'' he complained, already slowing down his movements.

,,It tends to be the other way around,'' the troll chuckled, moving to sit behind him. He placed the small man on his lap, and guided his pale hands, as he himself used to touch him. ,,Your hands are very soft. Try… like this…'' he panted, feeling more excited by this than just watching. He guided Nite's smaller hand firmly against underneath his shaft, while he placed his other hand on the young man's chest. ,,You're very sensitive here, too. Have you touched yourself other places, when you masturbate?'' he asked.

,,No… I should only need this,'' he panted but felt excitingly shivering in the troll's embrace.

,,Forget what you should do. Focus on what feels good. Tease yourself. You look so sexy like this. If anything, every time you touch yourself, I only want you more,'' he whispered longingly.

,,L-like this?'' he asked, taking over the movements, his hand slower, but firmer, and his other hand playing with his nipple. ,,It still feels b-better when you do it,'' he whined.

,,Do you want me to take over?'' he asked gently, placing Nite differently so he could touch himself as well, without disturbing the sorcerer too much.

,,N-no,'' he said, shaking his head. ,,You like this? Then I'll continue,'' he said, turning his head to kiss the troll again. Although his movements became erratic, his kisses were rather gentle and sincere, but nonetheless exciting for the troll, making him drip onto the bed and moan against the pale lips.

,,You're so sweet,'' he grunted, lightly nibbling the top of Nite's ear. ,,You're very good to me, Nite. I want you. By the stars, I want you so much,'' he moaned, squeezing himself harder. Nite was moaning against the troll's neck, whimpering and making just the same movements as he had done the time he had made himself orgasm with Seymore inside him. The troll leaned down, biting his neck gently, but firm enough to hold him in place. ,,I want to ram your ass so fucking hard, you have no idea how sexy you are,'' he moaned darkly.

,,Yes, I want that!'' he shrieked, grinding himself against the troll's heavy body. ,,T-tell me more. It's good,'' he drooled, closing his eyes shut.

,,The second you come, I want your ass. I want to hear you cry out for more, I want to feel you shiver, but mostly, I want you to come so fucking hard that you can't stand straight,'' he groaned, feeling his cock throb impatiently.

,,A-ah! Bite me again! This is… I'm… I'm so close…!'' he moaned, crying out when Seymore bit him again, but didn't ask him to stop. The small man shook in his arms, his breath shallow and fast, his voice unsteady and shaking. ,,That's it! I wanna come, I wanna come…!'' he blabbered.

,,Come for me, you little slut,'' the troll growled darkly, briefly wondering if it would make it easier for Nite to come if he talked so degradingly to him, or if he wouldn't like that at all. He didn't want to risk breaking his concentration. ,,Yes, come for me. Be my good boy,'' he hummed, mindlessly claiming him as his own.

,,Yes, Seymore!'' he moaned, jerking forward as the troll bit down again. He cried out his orgasm, shooting all over the bed in the process. When Seymore finally released him from his teeth, the pale skin was bruised.

,,Fuck,'' he mumbled, both proud and regretful of the red mark on the skin. But Nite didn't notice that, as he fell tiredly against the troll, panting and still shivering.

,,That was… so weird,'' he laughed, his breath still unsteady. ,,My bed is a mess,'' he said, the chuckle still present in his voice, as he rolled down on the bed, flat on his stomach.

,,Yerh? It looked pretty great from where I was,'' he said gently, slightly caressing the sorcerer's neck. ,,I'm sorry… I bit too hard…'' he mumbled.

,,It's okay. It didn't really hurt that much,'' he shrugged, his face still deep into the mattress. ,,It still feels better when you make me come. I'm also unsure if this counts as 'coming by myself'. I mean… I don't think it had been as easy without y-,'' he began, but stopped when he felt the troll move around behind him.

,,Is that so? Then I hope this will make up for it,'' he said, drooling as he rimmed the young man again. He was a lot sloppier this time, mainly just focusing on getting him nice and wet.

,,Lord almighty, give me a warning!'' he moaned.

,,I did. Didn't you hear me when I said I wanted to fuck you the second you'd come?'' he purred, getting up to place himself better. Nite was still flat on his stomach, and the troll made it impossible for him to move around, as he leaned much of his weight on his small frame.

,,Yes but… I didn't think… a-ah, that you've meant it,'' he panted as Seymore rather forcefully pushed inside of him.

,,Woah, it's going in so smoothly,'' he teased, holding the small man's arms in place as he began to fuck him.

,,Don't say that!'' he whined. ,,By Am you're so hard today…'' he moaned.

,,That's so inappropriate to say today of all days,'' the troll chuckled darkly. ,,I might be tempted to rim you more often if it makes it this easy,'' he mumbled, kissing the sorcerer's back as he kept fucking him faster.

,,Seymore, please… You're… very rough, today,'' he whined. He seemed surprised when the troll stopped mid-motion, slowly pulling out.

,,I'm sorry. I got carried away. I can stop, if it hurts?'' he said gently.

,,What? No! Don't stop!'' he howled, wiggling in the troll's grip. ,,Be sure, that you'll know, without a doubt when I want you to pull out!'' he said sternly. ,,Now put that damn dick into me again!'' he demanded through gritted teeth.

,,… As you wish,'' he smiled, pushing in a lot faster than he usually did. Even if it surprised the small man, he didn't stop him, only drooling as he begged for more. ,,You have no idea how fucking good your ass feels,'' he moaned, gently biting Nite's neck again.

,,This is so much better,'' he moaned, still trapped underneath the older man. ,,M-more… A little… Just a little more!'' he pleaded, shrieking when Seymore pushed further inside. ,,Is… Is it all the way in?'' he asked hopefully.

,,No. Don't worry about stuff like that, Nite. It's more than enough to be fucking amazing,'' he hummed, not as careful as he usually was. His body took over and he felt powerful every time the small man moaned, and beautiful listening to the stars on his ears, tingling mesmerizing.

,,But I want all of it…'' he whined. The troll moved his hands, grabbing around the sorcerer's waist, still holding him firmly in place as he enjoyed every second of his cock being squeezed this tightly.

,,You're so greedy,'' he panted heavily. ,,But I am, too…'' he said, pushing in further, just a tad. ,,Relax. Spread yourself for me. By the stars, I'm really deep inside…'' he groaned. Nite did as told, getting slightly up on his knees and spreading his pleading hole for the troll, whining every time he pushed further inside. ,,You're so good to me. I'm such a lucky troll,'' he said, drooling on the small man's shoulder.

,,Ngh, not so fast… I'm still… so sensitive…'' he moaned, his fingers digging into his own ass cheeks, leaving red marks on the pale skin.

,,I can feel that,'' he moaned delightfully. ,,You're shaking. And even then, you want more,'' he chuckled darkly, fucking him slower, but just as deep. ,,I've mostly been with troll women who could take all of it. But that's because they're so much bigger than me,'' he mumbled. ,,You're amazing, Nite. I wish I could make you come, just by this,'' he whispered longingly.

,,Well then don't stop,'' he said, hiding his face in the mattress. Seymore kept the pace steady, not trying to break the small man, but loving it every time he whiningly looked behind him to catch the troll's gaze.

,,Oh believe me. I can keep doing this for hours, if you wanted me to,'' he smirked, reaching underneath the sorcerer to play with his hard nipples.

,,I hardly believe that,'' Nite scoffed, the best he could in his giving situation. ,,Wasn't I supposed to be in control?'' he whined again, only an echo of his prior statement.

,,You are. Guide me. Tell me what you want. Be specific, be demanding. Tell me I'm a bad troll and what I need to do, to make it up to you,'' he panted, leaning down to kiss the small man's neck. ,,My pleasure is to make you come. My purpose is you,'' he whispered, not even sure that Nite noticed his words.

,,… Go slower… Yes, like that. Still deep, all the way out, and as far in as it goes,'' he panted, hiding his face as the wet, slick noises filled the room. ,,Touch me… Not my dick… Fucking… Mmmh, my ass, grab it,'' he said, still trying to hide his face, but he knew that Seymore heard every word of what he said. ,,Look at my ass as you fuck me. It's getting all abused, but that turns you on, doesn't it? I can feel you twist, too, you know. Horny troll,'' he panted, smirking against the sheets, undoubtedly.

,,You look fucking amazing,'' he said, straightening up to take a better look as he fucked the man underneath him. ,,… Do you ever finger yourself?'' he said, slightly shivering just by asking such question, but the thought of the young man playing with his hole, horny and impatient to be filled was almost too much for him.

,,Only to lube up myself,'' he said.

,,That's a show I would love to see,'' he admitted, gently slapping his dick against Nite's hole before he pushed inside him again. ,,Let me just adjust you a little…'' he mumbled, reaching his hands around the sorcerer's waist, lifting him ever so slightly, in a way that made the sheets underneath them able to stimulate Nite's hard cock, while the troll slowly, but firmly fucked his ass.

,,… Fuck…'' he mumbled. Seymore could see he let his hands run down his chest, playing with his nipples as the troll fucked him.

Seymore kept his promise. While their sessions normally weren't short-lived, they rarely went for more than half an hour. At this point, from Seymore had entered the bedroom, that mark had been passed long ago. But even if he felt the pressure build wonderfully, he would twist and turn himself so he would be able to hold up even longer. While he normally didn't feel a need to keep going for hours on end, he felt immensely arousal by the whole situation, and as long as Nite didn't stop him, he felt no concern as he continued.

Nite seemed to concentrate more, not as talkative, but just as loud with his moans. He didn't touch his own cock, but he would touch different places on his body, besides his nipples, like his ass and even his feet, as he bent his legs, surprisingly flexible.

The troll kissed and nibbled on the sorcerer's back, quietly praising him as he did so. It felt good; it felt freeing. Like telling him how graceful he was, or how much he admired the pale skin. Finally telling him how healing it felt to be around him, and hearing how flustered and ecstatic it made the small man.

,,And when you look at me,'' he said, leaning even further down, placing his cheek against Nite's, ,,… your eyes are so beautiful,'' he whispered, feeling the pressure build again. ,,The way you look at me… That's what I need… You make me feel so good…'' he grunted, trying to stifle his own moans just a tad.

,,You are good,'' he panted. ,,You're the best. Don't stop, please don't stop,'' he begged, turning as much as he could to kiss the troll, missing his lips on his own. ,,You're my purpose,'' he whispered, crying out as Seymore pushed harder again, a little faster and more erratic.

,,Look at me,'' he begged, turning the small man slightly, not slowing down the slightest. When Nite looked at him like this, his face flushed and eyes glossy, lips bruised and slightly swollen, it was hard to think straight. He wanted him to come so badly, but it also became harder to hold back himself. ,,So, so beautiful,'' he mumbled again, letting his tongue run across the small, whimpering man's lips, as he held his face so he couldn't turn away.

,,I'm gonna be so sore,'' he complained, biting his lip to drown out his own moans. ,,It's so good… I feel so fucking full,'' he whined.

,,If you say lewd stuff like that, I might not be able to keep my promise,'' he panted, chuckling slightly. ,,You like when I fuck you from behind?'' Nite nodded eagerly, still looking at the troll.

,,I-I feel… I feel like a dirty boy, like this…'' he said, almost shyly, his confidence replaced with his own drunkenly lust.

,,Fuck…'' he panted, closing his eyes to keep himself in check. He wanted to ram inside Nite when he said things like these.

,,… You like when I talk like that?'' he smiled, the troll nodding wildly. ,,… Good… I want to be your good boy… I want my pretty troll to make me come…'' he whined, spreading his ass more, whimpering as Seymore slammed a little harder against him. When the troll tried to reach down underneath the human to touch his cock, Nite shook his head. ,,You make me come just like this, or neither of us are going to come at all. You got that?'' he moaned, trying to look sternly at the troll.

,,Yes,'' he whimpered, feeling his face flush. He repositioned Nite again, pressing his body down towards the mattress, making sure that the sheets would rub against Nite's cock when he pushed against him. And it did. As soon as he pulled out, he would slam against the small man, making him shriek the first few times he did so. He shook and twisted as Seymore sped up, mumbling unrecognizable words as he did so. ,,I can't wait to fill you up, so fucking deep…'' he panted, scraping his nails across the sorcerer's ass cheeks.

,,Seymore,'' he whined, pushing against the touch himself. ,,You're so rough,'' he said again. ,,I want to come for you… Be rough… Use my sorry ass, like the dirty boy I am…!'' he moaned, rubbing against the sheets more vigorously now.

,,My little fuck-toy,'' he growled, biting Nite's neck again. ,,I'm gonna give you such an earth-shattering orgasm, you'll never forget,'' he growled, biting even harder down.

,,T-that's it! F-fill me up, you dirty beast!'' he shrieked, covering his face in the sheets, cursing loudly as his body shook and jerked violently as he came. The troll grabbed around him to hold him firmly down, finally letting the orgasm run through his body, hearing the small man whine as he came deep inside of him. He didn't pull out but slowly stopped moving, just panting delightedly, as his body felt warm and relaxed by the act.

,,That was… truly amazing…'' he said slowly, leaning down to kiss each bitemark he had made in the process. He felt his cock get soft, but still didn't pull out, just enjoying the feeling of closeness with the human.

,,… I'm lying in a pool of my own cum…'' Nite suddenly said, giggling at the thought. ,,I can't feel my legs… I don't even think I can walk anymore,'' he panted, slowly moving to lay down again. He fell to his side, whimpering as the troll slowly pulled out of his gaping ass. ,,I don't even want to think about how raw my ass is now…''

Seymore kissed him gently, before he spread the small man's legs, eyeing the still pulsating hole. He licked his lips, before reaching down to clean his mess, with Nite's protest soon stopping as he felt the warm, soft tongue licking his insides, slurping away in his own cum.

,,Gentle, please,'' he begged, looking down at the amber eyes that hungrily observed him. Although Seymore was more than satisfied, it was hard to let go of his lusting after the small man. Nite's asshole had loosened up, easy to put his tongue into, and the sorcerer's reactions made him warm and tingly all anew.

When he stopped, he laid back down beside the sorcerer. His face was still messy, and his whole body was covered in sweat, but that didn't seem to bother the small man, as he reached up to kiss the troll, gently rubbing his chest against Seymore's damp skin.

,,Filthy,'' Nite smirked, but kissing him nevertheless.

,,Mmmh, I'm a very lucky, very filthy troll,'' he hummed, relaxing into the soft bed. ,,I can't imagine a better way to celebrate that the light is coming back, than laying here with you,'' he said softly, watching as the sorcerer lit up.

,,… Me too,'' he said shyly, shortly biting his lip. His face was so close to the troll's, and Seymore could see every ounce of insecurity come back to him at once. ,,… I lo-,'' he began but was cut off when Seymore gently leaned in, holding around the small man as he kissed him, so longingly that it almost hurt.

He couldn't bear to hear the words again. He couldn't say them himself, but just as he had promised, he would show him, as well as he could, that Nite was indeed his purpose, if not in general, then today. The sorcerer seemed satisfied when he gently pulled away, smiling and relaxing into the troll's embrace.

,,Thank you,'' he whispered, calm in the troll's arms, which gently held him close while their breaths steadied. ,,Are you going to get persistent, that we need to take a shower now?'' he asked playfully, but Seymore shook his head.

,,You're in control, remember? If you want to just lay here, and kiss for a while… then I'm happy to oblige,'' he said gently. ,,The food is ready, we can eat whenever you get hungry. And the day is still young. As long as you're not bothered by how clammy I am… then I don't mind being here, with you, for as long as you want to,'' he smiled, his amber eyes sparkling in the dim light.

,,Really?'' he chuckled, leaning in to kiss him again. ,,I wish you told me about this before. Not because of staying in bed after sex, but because… You've missed this, right?'' he asked softly.

,,… Yes, but… It's hard to explain. I've missed this, but the only experience I've had like this was with my ex… It's hard to say if I missed… him, or the things we did…'' he said slowly, still smiling at the man in his arms.

,,… Do you still miss him?'' he asked, his voice small as he looked up at the troll. Seymore hesitated for a moment before he smiled again.

,,Not when I'm here, with you,'' he said, kissing the small man's forehead. ,,And not that much in general. It was a long time ago,'' he shrugged.

,,Good,'' he smiled, satisfied with the answer.

,,… I'm not with you, Nite, to forget about him… You don't have to think you have some responsibility to heal me, you don't,'' he said concerned.

,,No, I know, but… I… I want to be your purpose… Not… Not just today, but always… And I know you say you don't want that, and I'm not trying to be pushy but… I want to be whatever he was, to you, because…'' His voice faded, dying out and he hid his face against the troll's chest. Seymore didn't pull away, he just gently caressed the small man's back.

,,… You're very kind to me. You're the one I've been with, who wanted to please me, the most. Wanting to learn about my body, and being flexible with me. I'm very grateful for that, even if I know it doesn't always feel like that…'' he said slowly.

,,… I wish we could just run away from everything. Leave this damned place, and start up from scratch…'' he mumbled.

,,I'm pretty sure your mother would find you…'' he said. ,,I don't think… that would be wise, either. You've lived in a castle your whole life. The world out there is very different from this comfortable bed and three meals a day,'' he said, sighing slightly.

,,… But… would you follow me? If I ever left, not now, but… at some point… would you go with me?'' he asked slowly, catching the troll's gaze. Nite's eyes were big and sincere, holding so many promises by the simple question. But he didn't know how to answer.

,,… Where would we go?'' he asked instead.

,,Where ever we want to go,'' he chuckled. ,,We can stay in the West, or flee to some other place, I don't care. As long as you're with me,'' he said longingly.

,,… It's… It's a nice fantasy,'' he admitted, smiling apologetically. Nite didn't seem as satisfied with this, but he looked more determined than anything.

,,I want to give you the whole world,'' he said, sitting up, looking down at the blushing troll.

,,I don't want the world,'' he chuckled shyly. ,,I just want to… I don't know, live some quiet life, somewhere far away from everything. Not… unlike this, actually…'' he said slowly. ,,The thing is, Nite… Even if I said that I wanted to go with you… If I said all the right things… It wouldn't change all the things, that makes it all so difficult…'' he said, sitting up as well.

,,… I know…'' he sighed. ,,But if I'm being honest… I know I don't know much about the world out there, but… I feel like you're making this more difficult than it has to be… In here, there are no taboos, you're safe,'' he said without looking at the troll.

,,I want you to stay safe,'' he said gently. ,,I care too much about you, I don't want to ruin your life if your mother throws you out, without any means to provide for yourself… I'm far from rich, I wouldn't be able to take care of both of us for that long,'' he said. Nite was breathing heavily again.

,,But why is it that you draw the line with feelings when sex isn't that big of a problem for you?'' he huffed.

,,… I didn't think… that you would ever really fall for me… I mean, I knew it was a risk, but… I thought, for a long time, that you just wanted release, and…'' he tried, as he moved behind the small man. His body felt cold. ,,You know… I want you to have the whole world. I want you to grow up and do great things, and make this world just as wonderful as you've read in those books,'' he whispered, wrapping his arms around the sorcerer.

,,I don't want a world, where you're not mine,'' he said firmly.

,,I'm not anyone's, Nite,'' he said, warningly calmly.

,,I didn't mean it like that,'' he said, blushing slightly. ,,… Do you think my feelings are complicated?'' he asked quietly.

,,No. But… I think my feelings are…'' he said, leaning down to kiss the young man's shoulder.

,,I don't think your feelings are complicated,'' he whispered. ,,I think you're scared. You're scared of what my mother will do, you're scared of what the world will say… You're scared that I'll leave you, as soon as I'm outside…'' he said, looking back at the troll. ,,But I won't. I don't need to meet other people, to know that you're-.''

,,You're stubborn,'' Seymore interrupted. It startled the small man, so he didn't continue. ,,… And you're right. You claim to not know how to read people, but I think you do that very well, with me, at least. I am scared,'' he said slowly. ,,You're too young to be so sure of this. I admire your trust, even after everything you've gone through. I am… not so trusting, anymore,'' he said slowly.

,,If you could just-,'' he tried, but Seymore interrupted him again:

,,No.'' He sighed heavily, as he looked down at the stern-looking man in his arms. Nite pouted and made the troll chuckle, irritating the sorcerer even more. ,,… I want to enjoy every moment I have with you. I want to hold and support you, and I want to listen to whatever you have on your mind… But I cannot give you what you want. I'll give as much as I can, if… If you still want that…'' he said slowly, hugging Nite tightly.

,,… Like today?'' he asked, his voice small. Seymore nodded against his neck. ,,… I want that very much,'' he smiled softly. ,,One last question.''

,,Yes?'' he said gently.

,,… You do like me, right?'' he whispered, looking rather intensely at the troll. Seymore hesitated for a moment before he leaned down to kiss him again.

,,I do. I like a lot of things about you. You're very smart, and even if you probably won't admit it, you care a lot about the few people around you. I see the scars the world has left on your soul… And I want you to know… that regardless of what happens, now or in the future… I want to try to help you. You're not alone, anymore,'' he said caringly. ,,You're my best friend. The best friend I ever had. I feel like I can finally just be… me, when you're around me. I know that's not the title you want, but… friendship is much more special, than just random sex. You're nothing random, if anything… you are my purpose,'' he whispered.

Nite leaned into the troll's embrace, humming satisfied with the answer. He was beautiful like this, Seymore thought, so happy and calm. He deserved so much more than just a troll, in his opinion, but as often before, Seymore was selfish. He wanted Nite. Maybe he wasn't in love, as Nite put it, but he needed him, he cared for him and he wanted him, as he rarely had done with other people before.

,,… I love you,'' Nite said, his light body shaking as he spoke. ,,… And I want you to know… that you are loveable. I don't know what happened, if you've always been like this, but… You make me feel better. Like I want to be better, but also like I'm… Like I'm already enough…'' he said.

Seymore gently moved Nite's face, so they looked at each other again. It was hard for him to deny the small man the words, he so desperately longed for, but he couldn't figure out how to do it in a way that wouldn't destroy them later on. He kissed him, gentle and sweet, and for as long as the small man had his thin arms around him.

,,I know. I feel very loved,'' he smiled, kissing him again. ,,And you're more than enough, Nite.''

The crystals burned out, but Nite didn't notice. They sat in the dim room, kissing and whispering about just about everything for hours underneath the blanket.

And once again, more than anything, he wanted to stay here, with the human he so vigorously cared for, but that he didn't dare to love. But if even Nite could tell that Seymore felt so strongly for him, who was he to think that he could fool Willa, when time would come?