At first, he thought it was just a very realistic dream. The noises, the touch, all felt so familiar, but he was still half asleep and couldn't really decide if his eyes were open or not. He groaned, forcing his body to move, as he looked down himself to see the sorcerer between his legs, his eyes wide and alluring as he kept sucking him off.
,,You must have been tired,'' he smirked, teasing the glans with his tongue. The troll groaned again, lifting himself on his elbows to take a better look at the young man.
,,What are you doing?'' he asked, even if it was obvious at this point. Nite didn't slow down when he sucked him, if anything, he tried to open his mouth more to feel as much of the twitching organ as possible.
,,I woke up because you poked me with this,'' he said as he pulled away, firmly jerking the cock as he spoke. ,,And, well… I hoped to make up for yesterday,'' he said rather gently.
,,… You don't have to make up for anything,'' he said slowly, but it was hard for him to focus in his sleepy, horny state. His cock throbbed expectantly and he didn't really mind waking up like this, regardless.
,,Let me ask you this, then: Do you want me to stop?'' he asked, playfully licking the shaft. Seymore shook his head. ,,Do you want me to continue?'' he smirked. The second Seymore nodded, he took the cock back into his warm mouth, sucking him faster and louder than before.
Nite didn't try to look sexy or flattering when he was like this; he could barely breathe and spit was everywhere. His eyes got watery, his face was flushed, but his gaze was pure bliss. Even more than the touch itself, Seymore loved the way the small man seemed so turned on himself when he was like this.
,,You're really spoiling me right from… what time is it, anyway?'' Seymore mumbled, trying to find a watch, but he couldn't see one anywhere.
,,Relax, it's morning. It's only 5'clock, or something like that,'' he said between sucks. ,,I have another treat for you. Lay down,'' he smirked, and the troll happily obliged.
Nite moved to sit on top of the troll, his back turned to the older man, as he slowly grinded Seymore's cock between his ass cheeks. He could feel how wet and slippery he already was, groaning at the thought of Nite preparing himself while Seymore had still been asleep.
,,You want this?'' Nite teased, leaning forward to show himself off.
,,Yes,'' he croaked, whimpering as he grinded against the tight entrance without slipping in. ,,You look so inviting,'' he panted, lightly slapping his cock against the hole.
,,You can have it. Come on, Seymore, it's all yours,'' he purred, spreading himself further out. He felt the tip slip in, as Nite slowly began to sit down on the eagerly dripping cock.
,,You're so horny, all of a sudden,'' he panted, grabbing around the small ass. ,,Not that I complain. But I'm not even getting a good morning kiss, and I'm already slipping so nicely into you?'' he whimpered, feeling the small man rather easily glide down his length.
,,Oh shut up,'' he moaned. Seymore sat up, as he still pushed inside the sorcerer, making the small man whine in the process. The troll grabbed around the pale body, pressing Nite's back against his own broad body, before gently kissing his neck.
,,Do I really need to beg for it? Kiss me, please,'' he whispered. The sorcerer looked back at him, his gaze now soft, as he placed his lips on the troll's.
He kept the small man in place, while he kept kissing him. With his lips wet from sucking him off, Nite's moans drowned against his open mouth, and the troll felt the familiar rush of excitement of being so close to the human.
He didn't want to fuck him roughly. For once, he wanted to just sit here, kiss him and make love to the sorcerer so gently and slowly, that Nite would grow impatient. He wondered if he would beg for it, as he himself had done on Winter Solstice. He wondered how long it would take for Nite to come, just like this, without either of them touching his cock at all.
,,You're not very rough with me,'' Nite noted between kisses.
,,I don't always need to be rough,'' he hummed, gently touching the younger man's chest and stomach. ,,You don't like when I'm gentle?'' he chuckled, pushing slowly into the man in his arms, deeper and deeper as they kept going.
,,Yes, but, I thought…'' he moaned, as Seymore kissed him again. Although his moves were long and slow, his kisses were rather hungry and lust-filled. ,,I thought you would be pent up from yesterday…'' he whined. Seymore pulled out, only to place Nite down onto the plentiful of pillows and blankets on the bed, carefully inserting himself again.
,,Shhh, forget about all that,'' he said gently. ,,I want to enjoy every minute we have together. Okay?'' he hummed as he leaned down over the small man again. He nodded, holding tightly onto Seymore's back, as he felt the troll going deeper and deeper again.
,,Okay,'' he whimpered, trying to spread himself out more as the troll sought out his lips anew. Nite seemed flustered by the gentleness of it all, as he had seemingly suspected it would be as rough and dirty as they also tended to do.
,,Stars, you look so good,'' he panted against the pale skin. ,,Can you feel how hard I am? I like it like this, too. Very much, even,'' he muttered, pushing further into him.
,,It's really good…'' he moaned, clinging to the troll's back. ,,It's like… Like a massage…'' he mumbled flustered.
,,Mmmh, you can say that,'' he teased, playfully rubbing the small man's nipples. ,,I'm so deep inside you. You like that, right?'' he hummed, lifting the small man to suck on the hard nipples.
,,A-ah, yes!'' he whimpered, slowly letting his hand down between his legs. ,,Is it okay… that I…?'' he asked shyly, and the troll nodded against the small man's pounding chest.
,,Yes, touch yourself. Come for me, Nite,'' he whispered longingly. He loved to watch as the young man touched himself, so much more insecure with this than when he touched the troll. But this time, it was different.
He very teasingly let his finger down his glans, rubbed it firmly without stroking himself at all. As he whimpered and looked beggingly up at the troll, he let his other hand down to hold firmly around the base, still only teasing the head of his shivering cock. His breath was shallow and the whole sight was so enchanting to look at, that Seymore almost forgot to move for a moment.
,,I'm, a-ah, I'm very close… Please don't stop… moving…'' he whimpered, his dick drooling and making his fingers sticky. Then he slowly rubbed his glans with a couple of fingers, returning to his normal, jittery state.
,,By the stars, you're so damn sexy,'' he mumbled, kissing the frazzled man underneath him. ,,I'm sorry if I break your concentration. You're just… so hot right now,'' he panted, groaning slightly as he kept kissing the small man. He could feel that Nite did just as before, and it didn't seem to throw him that much off with the interruption.
,,No, no, it's fine. Kiss me. It's so good! Fuck me! I know you wanted it gentle, but… I'm so close! Just a little harder,'' he whined against the green lips, kissing the older man greedily. Seymore happily obliged, grabbing around the small man's waist before he fucked him with faster, shorter motions, just as deep as before.
He didn't mind if Nite wanted it a little rougher. He didn't mind that the man in his arms drooled and bit him, that he moaned unrecognizable words as he furiously touched himself, or that his legs tightened around his broad troll body, pulling him in closer. It turned him on to think of Nite, so horny he had to beg for Seymore to grab him and toss him around.
,,Nnngh, that's it! Kiss me!'' he moaned, clinging to the troll's lips as he tensed up, orgasm finally shooting through him. He felt the warm flow of cum rub between them, as he slowed down just enough for Nite to catch his breath again. ,,A-ah, yes, slow down… Just give me a moment…'' he panted.
,,It's okay. Let me try something else,'' he said, slowly pulling out under the sorcerer's protests. He gently turned the small man around to be on his stomach, before he began to rub himself against his entrance, without slipping in.
,,What are you doing? Don't just… rub it, put it back in,'' he whined, spreading his ass again.
,,You always want me to come inside you. And it's not that I mind that, but I wanted to try… something else…'' he said, his voice raspy and excited. He didn't need much edging before he felt his orgasm creep closer, as he gently rubbed and slapped against the wet hole, jerking himself firmly.
,,That's because you come so much. It'll get everywhere,'' he whined, slowly grinding against the big cock himself.
,,But I want to see you covered nicely,'' he whimpered, his grip getting tighter. ,,You don't mind it all over your face,'' he noted, leaning in over the small man, trying to enjoy the feeling just a moment longer.
,,Well, it's easier to clean my face… And I feel more in control…'' he said, but nonetheless still kept his ass spread wide. ,,… Then do it. Make me fucking filthy,'' he mumbled, covering his face in the mattress as he felt Seymore gliding back in, just for a moment. Nite's body shook and his moans filled up the room, even through the mattress, but it didn't take long before he pulled out again, slapping his heavy cock on the slippery hole, before he grunted satisfied as he came all over the small man's ass and back, watching it shoot and drip in delight. Even if the sight was enchanting and exciting, he understood why Nite preferred to take the shot himself.
,,You're right, it's a goddamn mess,'' he panted playfully, shaking his cock to get every last drop of cum out before he looked down at the dripping man.
,,Fuck, why do you come so much? It's like, thrice the amount I do,'' he scoffed, running his fingers across his back.
,,And you have a pretty decent load yourself,'' he said mockingly, licking his lips before he licked the small man's back. He moved to be beside Nite's head, leaning down to kiss the small man, sharing the cum with him, as Nite moaned into the kiss. While he had laid with people more fixated on cum, Nite wasn't opposed to the idea of playing around with both his own and the troll's semen, and Seymore adored him for that. He liked to taste, both himself and his given partner, but he liked the whole process of cleaning his mess even more. Sharing that with his partner, was a wonderful treat. ,,Troll's come quite a lot, I assume. I don't know, I haven't seen another male troll come,'' he shrugged, when Nite pulled away from the kiss.
,,It's everywhere,'' he complained, but it was clear to see he wasn't that upset. ,,Now I'm the one who wants to shower.'' He sat up, dirtying the sheets beneath him before he leaned over to kiss the troll again. Even if his tone was harsh, his eyes were gentle. ,,Did you like it? To mark me like this?'' he hummed happily.
,,Mmmh. Let me help you with the sheets,'' he smiled, gently wiping most of his semen off the small man, as Nite went to freshen up. Seymore wiped himself as well, changed the sheets, and had made the bed by the time Nite was back, his skin damp, and already yawning again. ,,I'm sorry if I somehow woke you up,'' he smiled, gently kissing the sorcerer's cheek as he walked past the older man to get onto the bed again.
,,… Well, it was an excuse to get you to wake up,'' he shrugged. ,,You were hard, but… I could have waited…'' he said slowly.
,,You don't have to wake me up before you start playing around,'' he assured him. ,,Others might feel differently, but I find it very exciting to be woken up like this. I might have felt differently when we just started out, but… I'm comfortable with that now,'' he smiled. Nite closed his eyes, as Seymore laid down beside him, just looking admiringly down at the small man.
,,I don't think I would like to wake up like that,'' he admitted. ,,I normally wouldn't begin to suck you off, while you're still sleeping but… I suddenly… was very afraid that you wouldn't want to… do this, now that I can come by myself…'' he said slowly, his eyes still closed. ,,I feared I had really messed up yesterday,'' he admitted, sighing regretfully.
,,You didn't,'' he promised. Seymore gently caressed the small man's chest, just drawing circles with his long fingers. ,,Are you tired?'' he asked the human by his side. Nite nodded but didn't move otherwise. His legs still dangled from the bed, and his body began to cool down.
,,But I don't want to sleep,'' he admitted, finally looking up at the troll again.
,,Really? How come?'' he asked.
,,… I want to spend my time with you. Like… every goddamn minute I have left,'' he whispered, gently climbing on top of the troll again. ,,I want to kiss and cuddle… and have you fuck me in every single room in this Godforsaken castle…'' he said, leaning down to kiss the troll again. There was a slight desperation in his voice, but Seymore stayed calm and held him closely.
,,It's not a death-sentence that your mother comes home, Nite,'' he said gently. ,,We can still talk. I still want to hear all about your studies and magic… Everything you want to share with me…'' he tried.
,,And that's… nice, but I want to… I mean… We can't do the things we do now. Not as frequently, not like this. I'm well aware of how loud I am,'' he muttered. He bit his lip, looking so small and uncertain again. ,,I don't want to be just your friend. I don't want to be your Master or some fling… I…'' he tried, but Seymore put a finger up to cover the small man's lips.
,,I know. I understand,'' he sighed. ,,I like this better, too, than the thought of sneaking around to kiss you, fearing to get noticed when we're… together,'' he said slowly. ,,But I'm still here. And we still have weeks together,'' he tried, although he felt the uneasiness himself. Considering they had been this close for months, a couple of weeks seemed not too far into the future.
,,It's not enough time,'' he mumbled. Seymore got the feeling that there were things Nite needed to get done before his mother's return. Maybe it had something to do with his research, maybe it had something to do with the troll, he wasn't sure, but the worried look in the young man's eyes grew.
,,Tell you what,'' he said gently, wrapping his arms around the small man. ,,Let's sleep a little more. Then we'll eat together, and we can get some work done. I want to have the main parts of the castle spotless for your mother's return, and you can study while I clean,'' he proposed, but Nite shook his head.
,,I'll help you clean,'' he said insistently.
,,That's very thoughtful of you,'' the troll chuckled.
,,No it's not. I only do this, so we'll have more time together,'' he scoffed. Seymore gently rolled over, the sorcerer still on top of him, to make Nite drop gently beside him on the bed.
,,I'm fine with that, too,'' he smiled, leaning in to kiss the small man again. Seymore put the blankets around them, but Nite still just looked up at the troll with his big, tired eyes. ,,It's okay, I'll be here when you wake up,'' he said quietly, gently closing the small man's eyes.
Nite didn't answer, he just cuddled closer to the troll, soundly asleep not too long afterward. Seymore laid awake for a while, just looking at the sleeping man in his arms, wondering just exactly how things would be, when the Madam returned. While he had always believed he would just cut things completely off with Nite when the time came, it didn't seem plausible anymore. It would break the sorcerer. And himself, he thought mindlessly.
He remembered the Madam's words, about Nite being ruthless, selfish, and manipulative. And while Seymore barely thought about her warnings anymore, sometimes they crept back. Sometimes, he couldn't help but question Nite's intentions. Maybe the sorcerer wasn't in love with the troll, maybe he just thought that was what would lure Seymore to him, in one way or another. Maybe he was in love, or, as in love a 15-year-old could be, and he would do or say whatever he could figure out to get Seymore to love him back.
He had wondered if the rune in his earring was some kind of love spell, but it didn't seem to be so. He wondered, if it didn't work, because he already was some kind of infatuated with the sorcerer.
While he had never been particularly close with Willa, he had always respected her. It was harder to trust her now, that he knew she somewhat hid something, even from her own son. The mystery surrounding Nite's birth lingered in the back of his mind, as the Madam seemed less and less trustworthy. Maybe she simply saw Nite as rude and cunning, because he didn't obey her, and not because there was anything wrong with Nite himself.
Pushing his doubt aside, he enjoyed his time with Nite. The young man got a little clingier, trying to follow the troll at all times, but Seymore didn't really mind that. It made it harder to plan for the young man's birthday, but in the end, Seymore couldn't imagine that he could give Nite something he would like more than just to stay around him at all times.
Nite woke up rather early on his birthday. Seymore laid in bed, waiting for the mahogany eyes to open, as he didn't want to wake up the young man today of all days.
He remembered a time where he would look at Nite and don't find him beautiful. It was hard to imagine now. Intrusive thoughts of 'Love really does make blind' were cast aside as quickly as they came. But it was true, he would never have looked twice in Nite's direction before, had their paths crossed elsewhere. Now, he couldn't really imagine a world without him.
Seymore had never planned for what he would do when he wouldn't work for the Madam anymore. When he came to the castle, it had started as a temporary thing. He had never thought he would stay this many years, but he had never really planned what to do when the Madam eventually wouldn't be there anymore. She was considerably older than himself, and he knew her lifespan would run out before his own.
He had never thought about that one day, Nite could be the only Greenlight at the castle. Considering the Madam's long travels, and that he didn't believe them to be riskless, he couldn't be sure if or when that would happen. In the past, he probably wouldn't have worked for Nite, but now, the thought almost seemed welcoming, although he didn't expect the sorcerer to hire him, as much as them just living together, in some form of arrangement.
The small man stretched his body, sleepily looking to his side as he smiled at the sight of the troll. Seymore couldn't remember many people who had smiled this sincerely to him when they woke up beside him, and it was hard to imagine Nite as a master manipulator when he looked so small and content in the big, soft bed, waiting for his good morning kiss.
,,Good morning. Did you sleep well?'' the troll asked in his raspy morning voice. Nite leaned up, playfully perking his lips until Seymore chuckled and kissed him. The small man hummed against the green lips, his hands gently holding the troll's face.
,,Yerh. I have this big, soft teddy bear I sleep with that keeps me warm at night,'' he mused, chuckling at his own words. ,,Ew, I'm getting older and sappier. Horrifying,'' he joked. ,,Have you been awake for long?''
,,No, not that long,'' he smiled gently. ,,What do you want for breakfast? I can make you anything you want,'' he asked, getting ready to get up before he got pulled down again into the bed.
,,What about you?'' he smirked, leaning in to kiss the troll again. He wasn't as gentle, but much more playful as he tucked in the troll to climb on top of him. It was hard to deny him anything when he made it so easy to indulge into a side of himself, that he rarely touched.
,,Later, Nite, I promise,'' he scolded playfully, kissing the sorcerer's neck and collarbone.
,,Really? Mmmh, if I didn't know any better, I would say you act like someone who wouldn't mind staying right here all day,'' he said, poking his tongue out with a grin, as he gently rubbed his knee against the hardening bulge in the troll's pants. ,,Is that my birthday present, or are you just happy to see me?'' he joked.
,,You're awful today,'' Seymore chuckled, getting up from the bed and lifting the small man. Nite didn't shriek as much anymore when Seymore would randomly lift him, seemingly liking the brute nature of the troll just taking matters into his own hands. ,,Come on, level with me. I want to make your day nice, but that's going to be hard if you throw me off with such awful puns,'' he chuckled, kissing the small man in his arms before he began to walk towards the kitchen.
,,Today will be nice, if we just stay in bed and fuck each other's brains out,'' he complained, but he didn't seem too dissatisfied when he got put up on the counter in the kitchen.
,,My, my, aren't you in a mood today?'' he said, leaning in to kiss the small man again. He just stood there, kissing Nite so longingly, slightly holding his head between his big hands, as if he was something fragile to be protected. This seemed to satisfy the sorcerer, at least for a while, when the troll pulled away again. ,,Breakfast first. Then we can stroll around the forest, for a while, if you will,'' he said gently, as he began to find pots and pans for their meal.
,,But it's cold outside,'' he whined, but he smiled regardless. He seemed rather excited at the thought of getting outside.
,,Don't worry. I'll keep you warm,'' he smiled. ,,What's gotten into you today?'' he chuckled.
,,I'm enjoying my last day as a whiney teenager before I'm officially an adult,'' he announced, with almost a childlike proudness.
,,Well, you can be a whiney adult, if you want to,'' he said playfully, nuzzling against the sorcerer's smaller body as the eggs cooked. ,,But really, I have everything prepared. You do so much for me. I really want to make this special for you,'' he said quietly, leaning against the younger man's lips.
,,I know,'' he smiled, gently kissing the troll. ,,And thank you. I really do want to go outside. It'll be alright, right?'' he asked.
Nite wasn't used to being outside, the troll had to remember. The most he had seen him be outside, was sitting by open windows or going to the balcony on the second floor. As far as the troll knew, Nite was normally allowed to be around the surrounding forest, but as he had pointed out before, it had always been accompanied by his mother.
While Seymore knew it would be bad to sneak around and walk too far away from the castle, it was also very tempting to show him what beautiful wilderness the West also housed. Mokar was mostly forest, a lot of drylands too, and not that many idyllic places to sit and have a picnic. But in the late January frost, the forest surrounding the castle seemed fairy-tale-like and fragile, and that would have to do.
,,It'll be alright,'' he assured him. ,,You know how far away from the castle you and your mother have gone in the past. I trust you to tell me if we cross those boundaries. But we probably won't, anyway. I've found a pretty peaceful place not that far from the east end of the castle,'' he said, as he began to plate up their breakfast.
Nite seemed proud by the trust the troll put into him. He was in a fairly good mood, considering how early it was. He didn't complain about eating and was the first to be done, already prepared to go outside when the troll put the plates away.
,,Relax, Nite, we have all day,'' the troll chuckled, watching as the sorcerer gathered his surprisingly thick winter coat. ,,It's not that cold outside,'' the troll smiled, wearing a jacket only slightly thicker than his usual clothes.
,,Well, I'm cold,'' he scoffed, taking the troll's big hand in his as he almost jumped their way down the hallway. ,,I haven't been outside since… I barely remember,'' he muttered, as he slowly opened the big, heavy front doors. ,,Since last spring, I think,'' he said, his breath becoming small, hot puffs of air in the winter cold.
,,That's insane,'' the troll mumbled, but Nite barely noticed. He looked like he wanted to run, but his hand was still tightly in the troll's. The small man looked up and down the frosty trees, and seemed overjoyed when the leaves crunched underneath their feet as they walked down the big staircase in front of the Greenlight castle.
,,I'm usually not out during winter,'' he said, carefully touching frozen statues and monuments placed on the railing.
,,Why is that?'' the troll asked, gently guiding the small man in the direction he wanted when they had passed down the staircase. The castle looked somewhat big and looming from outside, but the windows were covered in frost, as were all the castle pillars. He had always thought the castle looked big and menacing from the outside, but it seemed more peaceful right now. Maybe it was because of the sunlight, or maybe because he wasn't alone.
,,Because it's cold,'' he said, rolling his eyes, but his smile still sparkled. ,,If we're heading towards east, we're going the wrong way,'' he noted.
,,Yes, I know, but I wanted to have a short walk with you around the place,'' he explained. ,,I'm not that much outside, either. But a little more often than last spring,'' he said, slowly curling their fingers together. Nite looked cold already. He shouldn't be, underneath his heavy sweater and the big coat. He wondered if this was part of Nite's condition, although not being sick, still being different than what the Madam had expected. ,,The castle is big, but the walk shouldn't be that long. But tell me if you feel uncomfortable,'' he said gently.
,,No, it's fine,'' he said. ,,So, where exactly are we going? And what are we doing? I mean, it's winter, there's not much to do outside, is there?'' he asked. Although he tried to be nonchalant about the whole thing, Seymore could tell he was excited. Nite's eyes would rarely leave the troll, but now he looked all around them, from the beautiful, open sky, to the thick forest that surrounded the area like an army. He briefly wondered if Nite looked for a way to escape, but his hand was firmly in the troll's.
,,I found a place, where I've set up a few things. I really wanted to take you out and show you all these beautiful places, but this will have to do. It's not like camping, because we're not staying outside until tomorrow, but it's very cozy, I promise,'' he assured him, admiring how curiously Nite looked around.
They walked a little while longer. Nite normally walked rather fast, but out here, he didn't. His breath was shallow, but Seymore guessed it was due to the cold. He stopped frequently, just to look at stuff around him, as if his mother had never stopped once to let him just look at the world, he wasn't allowed to be a part of.
,,It's right over here,'' Seymore said, walking a little further into the forest, leaving the castle behind them. Nite looked nervous for a moment, but followed nonetheless. ,,Please tell if we go too far away,'' he said gently.
,,We're not. I'm just excited,'' he said, slightly giggling. ,,You're breaking the rules. That's wild,'' he smiled. Seymore lifted branches out of their way, trying to make the walk through the woods as pleasant as possible.
,,Well, I trust you. I trust you to tell me if we get too far away, and I trust that you'll stay around me and not run off,'' he said, quickly lifting the small man to get through a particular branched area.
He sat Nite down again when they were in a small clearing in the forest. Seymore had already placed blankets and pillows in a tent to shield them from the cold and built a fireplace to cook at. Nite got as thrilled as he had hoped, quickly walking over to the campsite. The pillows and blankets were only slightly frosty, but it was easy to dust off.
,,The idea was to keep us warm and cozy, but I'm unsure if the blankets will warm us up, or that we will warm them,'' Seymore chuckled, as he began to lit up the fireplace. It took him a little while, but soon, the fire began to burn and heat the area generously.
,,This is really nice,'' he said, sitting down beside the troll on one of the big logs placed around their small campsite. ,,When did you have time to do all of this?'' he said, warming his already cold fingers against the fire.
,,A little here and there, when you've studied for the last couple of days. It wasn't that easy,'' he admitted. ,,I know it's rather simple. We don't have to be out here all day if you don't want to. But I packed snacks, and it's pretty cozy in the tent, too,'' he smiled.
,,It's nice, Seymore. I don't really care about what we do,'' he admitted, looking gently up at the troll. ,,I don't really view this day as any different than many other days. I just really want you to be with me. All the other stuff is nice. But… as long as you're here, that's the best gift I could wish for,'' he said, gently curling their fingers together again.
,,You're very sweet,'' he smiled, leaning down to kiss him. Nite was usually pretty chilly, but his lips were ice-cold. Much colder than he liked to think about. ,,Are you feeling alright? You're very cold, Nite,'' he said concerned. The young man nodded, cuddling a little closer to the troll.
,,Yes, I feel alright. I'm just not used to these temperatures,'' he muttered.
,,… Would you be able to heat the tent? With… magic, I mean,'' he asked, his smile strained, but he feared that Nite would get sick before the Madam's return if he didn't do so.
,,It should be possible,'' he said with a smirk, standing up to inspect the tent. ,,For… safety reasons, I have moved the snacks away,'' he said. Seymore didn't look, but he heard the faint, whimsical sound of something unfamiliar. Even if he knew Nite was careful, it still sent chills down his spine. Not to the point where he wanted to cry, but enough that he felt a quiver when Nite's light hand was put on his shoulder. ,,It's okay. Come with me. It's warm in there,'' he said, gently kissing the troll on his cheek.
The tent was spacious enough for both of them to sit comfortably with their pillows and blankets. The fire still burned slowly outside, and Seymore made sure to peek out to keep an eye on it. The heat from whatever magic spell Nite had cast really did warm the tent through, and it was hot enough that the troll didn't need his jacket anymore.
,,… You know…'' Nite said quietly as he cuddled against the troll underneath the blankets, ,,… when I healed your hand, back then… and you got scared and yelled at me… I really did get scared,'' he admitted.
,,I'm sorry…'' the troll said slowly, not understanding why he would bring that up all of a sudden.
,,No, no, you didn't scare me. Or… maybe you did, but mostly I got scared because I didn't really believe you were scared of magic. Not… Not like that,'' he admitted.
,,… Why are you thinking about that now? That's so long ago,'' he asked gently.
,,Because back then… you wouldn't have asked me to heat the tent… I rarely voice how much you have changed, with things like this. I feel very proud, that you've grown this much, and I'm… it makes me very happy,'' he smiled gently, looking up at the troll. He felt his face flush at how sincerely Nite looked at him, but smiled regardless.
,,Well, you've changed a lot, too,'' he said, slowly laying down in the pillows spread across the tent floor. Nite finally felt warm enough to take his coat off, before he laid down beside the troll. ,,I think you've changed more than I have, if I'm being honest,'' he said gently, nuzzling his cheek against the sorcerer's.
,,I think so, too. But… that's because of you…'' he said. ,,I would do anything to stay right here, with you,'' he said, his cheeks red, but this time, it wasn't due to the cold.
,,We can stay here all day, if you want,'' he hummed gently.
,,You know that's not what I mean,'' Nite smirked, tumbling down onto his backside, closing his eyes. ,,Tell me a story, Seymore,'' he said quietly.
,,I actually have an offer to make you,'' the troll said, his heart pounding slightly. This gained the sorcerer's interest again, as he peaked to his side to watch the gentle troll. ,,… You've told me many times that I don't tell you enough about myself. And I want to show you, that I really do trust you. You can ask me any question, and I'll answer truthfully, no matter how little I want to,'' he said. Nite was about to ask, what he undoubtedly knew he would before he paused the small man by pressing his finger towards his lips. ,,However, please don't ask why I'm not with my former lover anymore. You can ask me anything. There's no reason to dwell on that,'' he smiled tiredly. Nite pouted but nodded satisfied.
,,Alright, I see,'' he smirked. He thought about it for a while, looking at the troll to decipher what would be the wisest to start off with. ,,What do you miss the most from before you came here?'' he asked. Seymore was taken aback by the question before he began to think it through.
,,Right now… I really don't miss anything,'' he said truthfully. ,,I do sometimes miss traveling… But I'm actually not that interested in long, abroad trips anymore. I really do enjoy the quiet life, although I would love to see… I mean, if I could, I would like to show some especially beautiful places to you,'' he smiled.
,,There's really nothing else?'' he asked playfully. The troll shook his head, making the earrings tinkle beautifully. ,,Okay then, next question,'' he smiled, leaning forward. ,,Are we going to fuck in the woods or not?'' he giggled, barely even saying it before he hid his face against the troll's chest.
,,You're really thirsty today,'' he chuckled, trying to catch the sorcerer's playful gaze. ,,Well, it wasn't my plan originally. I thought it would be too cold. But now, maybe we can,'' he hummed against the small man's lips. ,,But later. I still want to give you your present before that,'' he smiled, kissing the man so gently.
,,I thought all of this was my present,'' he said, gesturing to the tent.
,,Well, it's part of it all,'' he shrugged. ,,You always have so many questions. And now, all you want to know is when we get to fuck?'' he chuckled, laying down on his back and looking up at the tent. It felt cozy in here, like their own little space, where no one could disturb them.
,,It's hard when you put me on the spot like that,'' he whined. ,,I would love to hear about your family. About your travels. Seymore, I could spend weeks just listening to you. But it makes you tired, and sex doesn't do that, not the same way. And I want all of your attention,'' he said, looking at the troll again.
,,That's fair. Then just let me grab something, and-,'' he began, but Nite gently pulled him into the pillows again.
,,No, there's one more thing I want,'' he said, his eyes sparkling as if he had suddenly gotten a great idea. ,,Teach me how to speak troll,'' he asked, flustering the man by his side.
,,Well… I can teach you a few things, I guess,'' he smiled. He hadn't considered that this would have been a topic to arise. He had somewhat expected Nite to ask uncomfortable questions about previous partners, if not Ruvaen, then his general partners, or about stuff he liked or wanted to try. He had maybe expected that Nite would dare to ask what the troll really felt about him, but not that he wanted to learn troll.
,,That's fair. How would you say I or you?'' he asked nonchalantly.
,,Ie and gorotu,'' he growled, his voice deeper and raspier than normal. It seemed to surprise Nite how easily Seymore changed his voice, but mostly, it seemed like he recognized something.
,,… Do you speak troll often?'' he said, completely ignoring his previous goal of learning troll.
,,Not that often,'' he said. Truthfully, he didn't speak much troll. He mainly used it, when it all felt too overwhelming with Nite.
,,I see…'' he said, seemingly not really believing the troll. ,,I and gurotu,'' he tried, his voice still light and airy.
,,Deeper,'' Seymore guided. ,,I-e. G-roo-tu,'' he tried, slowing down as much as he could.
,,It's hard,'' he chuckled. ,,My voice doesn't go that deep,'' he shrugged. ,,Can you say more? Just speak to me.''
,,I, ahm… Yes, I can speak troll to you,'' he growled, getting flustered anew. ,,I hardly know what to say… It feels weird when you don't understand me,'' he growled, chuckling as Nite's smile widened.
,,It's so interesting,'' he noted. The sorcerer's cheeks heated, before he leaned a little closer to the troll again, smiling excitedly. ,,How do you say I love you in troll?'' he asked gently. Seymore didn't answer at first, he just wondered why he hadn't figured out that this had been Nite's intention.
,,Nite, I'm-,'' he tried but got interrupted again.
,,I'm just asking, Seymore,'' he pouted.
,,Troll's don't have a word for love, like that,'' he lied.
,,I hardly believe that,'' he sighed. ,,How would you tell your girlfriends that you liked them?'' he asked, his deep-set eyes never leaving the amber ones.
,,I wasn't with any troll for long enough to say I love you,'' he chuckled nervously. He tried to look away, but it was hard to do so without looking guilty.
,,… It's only him you've told that, right?'' he asked instead. The troll nodded slowly, wondering how to get out of this topic. Wondering how much damage it would do in the long run to just tell him. Wondering if it would make more damage, to not tell him…
,,Nite I-,'' he began, but the sorcerer cut him off again, and Seymore was too nervous to continue after that.
,,No, it's alright, you're right. I just wanted to… hear it… Even in a language, I don't understand,'' he admitted.
,,… I have something for you,'' he said instead, trying his hardest to change the subject the slightest. ,,It might not be the best time, right now, to give it to you, but… I don't think there'll ever be a good time either…'' he mumbled, fiddling with the box their food was in. ,,I… It's just a small thing… You don't have to…''
,,Come on, Seymore. Why are you acting so flustered all of a sudden?'' he chuckled, as the troll handed him the small box. The same box Nite had given Seymore at Winter Solstice, but this time, it was neatly wrapped. ,,Oh,'' he said, seemingly remembering how he himself had felt that day. ,,It's not… earrings, is it? My ears-,''
,,It's not,'' he assured him. ,,I'm afraid you'll take it the wrong way,'' he said nervously, as Nite opened the small box. He just looked at it for a moment, as if he didn't know what it was.
,,It's a ring,'' he finally said, gently removing it from the box.
,,I am not… It's not an engagement ring… I, ahm… I've made it,'' he said, feeling dizzy as Nite didn't seem to react to it. Then the sorcerer noticed how flustered the troll was, putting the ring on in an instant. It fitted his ring finger nicely.
,,I didn't think so,'' he said, looking from the ring to the troll. ,,I was just trying to figure out if I would like the feeling of wearing rings,'' he said. He put it so weirdly that Seymore almost forgot that he felt embarrassed.
,,Oh, I… wait, what?'' he said, chuckling slightly.
,,My skin is sensitive,'' he explained, looking at the ring again. ,,It's pretty. How did you make it?'' he smiled, taking the troll's hands in his.
,,… I hope it feels alright,'' he said, gently running his fingers across the silver. ,,I had a chain on my pocket watch. I tried to bend it to the best of my abilities,'' he said, lifting Nite's hands to kiss both of them. ,,You don't have to wear it. But I didn't feel I had anything to give you,'' he admitted, letting his lips gently rub against the finger he wore the ring on.
,,It's pretty, Seymore. Thank you,'' he smiled. ,,Did you really believe I would think you proposed to me, when you can barely handle that I'm saying I love you, once in a while?'' he asked, smirking slightly. ,,Besides… I don't need you to marry me. I might live in a castle, but I'm not that formal,'' he said, moving to sit on top of the troll again.
,,Well, I… Maybe it was silly,'' he admitted, smiling at the small man on his lap. ,,If you had given me a ring, I would probably have taken it that way,'' he explained.
,,… Do you want to get married?'' He made it sound like a regular question, but Seymore wasn't sure if he meant in general, or to him, specifically.
,,Well, I'm… not opposed to marriage, but… I don't think I'm that formal, either,'' he chuckled, leaning down to kiss the small man.
,,I thought you said you didn't want another lover,'' he noted, smirking as if he had caught the troll in something sinful.
,,… I didn't,'' he said quietly, kissing the sorcerer again. If he kissed him long enough, maybe Nite would drop the topic. If he kissed him long enough, he would maybe forget why he didn't want another lover. Maybe, if he kissed him, just enough, he would want that again.
Nite's lips were persistent as they kept kissing. He was slow, but not gentle. Curious and direct, as he knew the way Seymore liked to kiss, how he liked to be bitten, and how their tongues would fight for dominance until one of them would need to pull away to get air.
,,You're pretty great, you know that, right?'' the small man said, chuckling happily against the green lips. ,,I'm very happy, for everything, Seymore. It's really nice,'' he smiled, longing for his lips again. ,,… There's one more thing, I really want to do,'' he then said slowly, suddenly a little nervous.
,,Really? What is it?'' he smiled.
,,… You don't have to, if you don't want to. But, let me finish before you say no, at least,'' he started, making Seymore very aware that this would have something to do with magic.
,,… Okay. I'll listen,'' he promised. Nite seemed nervous, but the troll gently pulled him closer to his body. ,,What do you have on your mind?'' he asked gently.
,,Well… I don't want to come off as rude… But I've been thinking about… How you looked when you were younger…'' he said slowly. The troll's browbone furrowed, but he didn't interrupt, which seemed to make the sorcerer relax. ,,Okay, so, I've talked about spells that can alter appearance. Some can do it permanently, but I can't do that. For me, it's like an illusion, if you will, but it'll feel real to the touch. You know… I could alter your age, maybe for a couple of hours, and I would be able to feel your body as it had been back then, but your body itself wouldn't know it was 20 again,'' he tried to explain.
,,It… makes sense, but… I'm a little unsure why,'' he chuckled nervously. Nite fiddled with the ring on his hand, as he tried to steady his breath.
,,Well, it's because… I really want to see what you considered… your prime, so to speak… I don't assume you have any pictures of yourself from then, and I… I got the feeling that you somewhat would like to see yourself that way again. Even if it wouldn't be permanent, I would like to… I would like to see your eyes, before they grew so sad…'' he said gently, slowly reaching for the troll's face. Seymore was more alarmed by the tone of his voice than his request itself.
,,I… think my eyes were always sad-looking… They're droopy,'' he chuckled, cupping the small man's cheeks. He thought about it for a while, before he sighed regretfully. ,,Will it hurt?'' he asked nervously. Nite shook his head to the best of his abilities while the troll still held him so dearly. ,,… So, what are the risks? If it doesn't work, I mean. And, will the risks be permanent?'' he asked quietly.
,,If it doesn't work, it most likely won't do anything. If I do it wrong, it could make you older instead of younger, or some other appearance things could change, like your skin color. But it shouldn't be permanent, either,'' he assured him. ,,The worst that could happen would be you were stuck that way. But then again, your body will still be your current age, your mind will be the same age as well. It's only your appearance,'' he assured him.
,,… It doesn't really sound so bad if I would be stuck with a twenty-something-year-olds looks,'' he said nervously. ,,But I don't like the idea of getting older and then stuck with my looks,'' he said, shivering slightly.
,,I'm sure it could be reversed back, but… I'm not sure I would be able to do that. And I'm not sure my mother would get back in time to do the reversing,'' he admitted. ,,… You don't have to do it, Seymore. Of course, it's because I'm curious and I want to try this sort of magic out, but… it's also because you always tend to think of yourself as broken, and back then as a little less broken… I know this can't fix that, but-.''
,,What if you like me better when I was younger?'' he interrupted, startling the small man. ,,What if I look so different, that it's too hard to go back to… this?'' he asked quietly. Nite seemed baffled for a moment, before he smiled flustered to the troll, looking him up and down.
,,You do know that I'm… I'm into big bodies, right? I mean, I assume other types of bodies are interesting, but I, ahm… I like that you're big and strong, and I don't mind that you have scars or stuff like that… The only thing I mind is… that I made them…'' he said, gently running his fingers across the troll's face again.
,,… No, I didn't know that…'' he admitted, feeling his ears heat up. ,,I… I always just thought that you were… more attracted to my personality, than looks…'' he admitted.
,,My silly, little troll,'' he chuckled, kissing him gently. ,,I'm attracted to both, Seymore. I really meant it, back then, I wouldn't change a thing. But I'm still curious. And maybe it would… help you, in some sense?'' he said slowly.
,,Maybe you're right…'' he muttered, shaking his head as he felt the doubt creep up. ,,For how long would it last?'' he asked, his eyes growing uncertain.
,,A couple of hours, I don't think I could keep it up for any longer,'' he said. ,,I would need to know a specific time. Like a certain age. 21, 22, or something similar,'' he said hopeful.
,,… Then it would probably be 20 years, that was right before… I began dating Ruvaen…'' he said slowly, feeling almost anxious at the thought. ,,But after I began training. I would, ahm… I would still have hair around my body, though,'' he mumbled.
,,That's fine,'' he said hastily, impatiently rubbing his fingers together. ,,Would you… be interested?'' he asked, visible hopeful.
,,… Will it hurt?'' he asked again, his voice almost only a whisper. This seemed to startle Nite, but he gently shook his head again.
,,I… No, forget it. I shouldn't have asked, it wasn't my intention to-,'' he tried, but stopped as Seymore looked at him, his eyes big and fearsome, but his smile gentle and reassuring.
,,It's okay… Just give me a moment,'' he said, trying to steady his breath, as he relaxed against the small man. ,,Do I need to sit differently? Stand? What's the easiest way to do it?'' he finally said, taking the sorcerer's hands in his and squeezing them gently. Nite looked at him for a moment, almost concerned, before he smiled to the shaking troll.
,,It's okay,'' he said calmly, just as calmly as when he had healed Seymore's hands back then. It was clear, even for Nite, that the troll stepped way out of his comfort zone. ,,… We don't have to do this… I didn't mean to… make you this uncomfortable… I don't know why I thought this was okay to ask,'' he chuckled nervously.
,,… You are my purpose,'' he said slowly, guiding the sorcerer's hands to his mouth, kissing each finger, until he reached the one with the ring on. He mindlessly rubbed his thumb against it, before looking up at the small, flustered man on his lap. ,,… And I trust you…'' he said determinedly.
,,Close your eyes then,'' he smiled, taking the troll's hands in his. Seymore did as told, feeling his heart pound unbearably in his throat. ,,Listen to my voice, Seymore. Focus on me. I'm going to place my hand on your head, like this,'' he said, moving one of his hands. His palm felt cooling against the troll's forehead. ,,And my other hand here,'' he said, his hand creeping underneath the troll's shirt to feel his pounding heart. Nite stopped for a moment, the troll wondering what he was doing, but afraid to open his eyes. ,,You're crying,'' he said. His voice was as toneless as it had been when he had seen the ring.
,,I'm sorry,'' he whispered, not daring to wipe his still shut eyes. ,,It's okay,'' he assured him, but Nite felt frozen on his lap.
,,… If I proceed, I cannot stop,'' he said. ,,You can't move when I start. It'll take a second, but it might feel like longer,'' he said.
,,It's okay, I'm ready,'' he sniffled, the tears still streaming down his cheeks.
,,Place your hands on my shoulders,'' he said. ,,That's not for the spell. That's to reassure you, that I'm here. I'm not going to hurt you,'' he promised.
Nite didn't tell if he started the spell, but as the seconds seemed to last an eternity, he finally felt something warm and soothing on his chest. He knew it was magic, but if it was to soothe the troll, or the spell itself, he couldn't tell. It was black underneath his eyelids, and he was awfully aware of everything around him; every sound, every feeling, and every smell. He whined when he felt coldness on his forehead, much colder than Nite normally was. Combined with the heat on his chest, he felt a strange sensation pass through him.
His last thought, before he unwillingly opened his eyes, was how he in all the Realms of Aenamo had been convinced to comply to this.
Then he felt it. Like it had never left, it tickled his skin; the bristled hair, that hung down his back. His eyes flung open, and Nite's surprised face greeted him.
,,Did it work?'' he croaked as Nite moved his hand, gently wiping the troll's tears away. He nodded slowly, amazed by what he had managed to do, it seemed. ,,And it's alright? Everything is fine, right?'' he asked nervously, looking down at his hands. His hands, with no scars.
,,Yes, I… I think so,'' he said mesmerized, as he let his finger run through the dark brown hair. ,,… I can make a mirror,'' he said, not paying attention to anything besides the troll. His fingers ran across the green skin, astonished with the undented, unscarred face, as he timidly approached the troll's big, unbroken tusks. ,,You look so… different,'' he said, the mahogany eyes wide and looking everywhere else than the amber eyes.
,,I don't feel different,'' he admitted, as he felt the small man touch him everywhere. ,,I would like to see,'' he chuckled, as the long fingers ran across his arms as well. Nothing seemed easier, as Nite barely thought about it before a mirror popped up between his hands. The sorcerer looked apologetic as he handed the mirror to Seymore, as if he first remembered afterward how magic made the troll shiver.
But Seymore was too caught up in the mirror, to really notice the sorcerer's guilt or the use of magic itself. He indeed looked like his former self. No scars, no broken nose, and his tusks still standing as proud as back then. He still had his own clothes on, besides the earrings, but other than that, he looked like a whole other person.
,,It… It worked…'' he smiled quietly. ,,I look just like back then!'' he said, laughing at how absurd it all was. ,,This is amazing!'' he whispered, looking back at the sorcerer, who finally met the amber eyes.
,,Wow…'' he said, smiling nervously. ,,Your eyes really weren't sad, back then…'' he said slowly, almost startling Seymore.
,,I… didn't know that…'' he smiled apologetic, lowering the mirror again. He then pulled the small man into a close embrace, gently laying down with him again. ,,Do you still find me… attractive? Or would you rather wait until later, with… intimate stuff…?'' he asked shyly, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks.
,,What? Of course I do!'' he said perplexed. ,,You're always like this! Didn't you listen at all?'' he scolded, sitting up again. ,,I like you. It doesn't matter what you look like, because I like you,'' he said sternly.
,,I'm just… nervous…'' he said, his voice shaking a little by the sternness in Nite's. ,,I never really know… how to handle stuff like this…'' he admitted, sitting up as well. ,,I was scared you would like this too much, but then… I got scared that this wasn't what you wanted, either…'' he said slowly. He felt the sorcerer's hand run through his hair again. It felt soothing.
,,You're so silly,'' he chuckled, gently guiding the troll's face to look at him again. ,,Take off your clothes… I want to see all of you,'' he purred gently against the thin lips, playfully licking them. Seymore groaned slightly, feeling the uncertainty melt away by the demanding tone in Nite's voice.
He teasingly took off his shirt, in a playful way he had done before, back in the days, but never with Nite. It seemed to surprise the sorcerer, that looked mesmerized as the troll stripped down, playfully throwing his clothes aside.
,,What's the matter?'' Seymore chuckled, standing up to do the same with his pants, slowly opening up the belt, and teasingly pulling them down, revealing more and more of his already half-erect cock.
,,I… didn't expect… You never strip like this, normally…'' he said, his gaze wandering from the troll's firm chest to his abs, and down to the barely covered dick, the pubes framing the hard member. ,,Fuck, this was a good idea…'' he mumbled, almost moaning just at the sight. Seymore felt a spike of pride at Nite's reaction, finally undressing fully and throwing his pants aside as well.
,,This is… very different from my normal self,'' he admitted, running his hands across his body to feel the hairs all around his skin. ,,But you don't seem that disappointed, so I guess it's alright,'' he smiled, playfully licking his lips.
,,You look good,'' he smiled shyly, throwing his own sweater aside. ,,But mostly… You look confident. And that's… That's very sexy…'' he panted eagerly, as he threw the rest of his clothes away. Nite was already hard, and his dick twitched every time he looked at the troll.
,,Mm, thank you,'' he hummed, leaning down over the small man, to finally kiss him again. It wasn't as easy with both of his tusks, but it kept the sorcerer's head in place, as they should. ,,You're pretty sexy when you take control. It's your day, Nite, and I would do almost anything to make this special,'' he whispered longingly against his lips.
,,You already have,'' he assured him. ,,I can't believe you agreed to this,'' he chuckled.
,,Neither can I,'' he admitted, kissing him again. Nite curiously let his finger around the sturdy tusks, as to guide his head better. Had he done that to any other troll, he might have been in big trouble, but Seymore adored that even if he was still big and strong, this petite, little man dared to take over and tell him, with or without words, that he was in control. It didn't hurt, but he followed every move Nite made.
Nite wasn't shy about feeling up the troll. He squeezed Seymore's chest and let his fingers run across his abbs, curiously stroking the hair on his chest or around his cock, moaning into the kiss as he did so.
,,I didn't know you were this hairy,'' he chuckled. ,,I like it, don't worry,'' he said hastily before the troll had time to apologize. ,,This tickles a lot,'' he said playfully, as the long, brown locks fell down on the sorcerer, lightly brushing against his chest and face.
,,It's weird, having hair again,'' he admitted. ,,Just give me a second to fix this,'' he said, stretching his arms to tie his hair together in a messy ponytail. As he didn't have any hair bands or ribbons, he just tied it with his hair itself, knowing he would probably not have to worry about this being a permanent thing.
,,You look good,'' he hummed, smiling as the troll kissed him again. ,,Hey, I'm older than you are now,'' he teased, tightly gripping the ponytail to guide him back to his lips. Seymore groaned unwillingly, feeling his dick leak down at the man underneath him.
,,No you're not, I'm 20,'' he protested.
,,You're a teenager, and I'm an adult,'' he mused playfully. ,,Technically you're still a teenager, just an older teenager,'' he shrugged.
,,Well, you're right. You are an adult now,'' he smiled, kissing the sorcerer's neck. ,,Although I thought you said you already were an adult,'' he teased.
,,Now it's official,'' he argued, gently tucking in the chain on the troll's earring. ,,You didn't pack any lube, did you?'' he asked hopefully, but the troll shook his head apologetically.
,,No, I thought it would be too cold to fuck out here,'' he admitted. ,,I can go get some…'' he said, but Nite protested.
,,You're awfully daring today,'' he smirked. ,,You would leave me, here, and trust that I wouldn't try to take off? You don't think it would tempt me, anymore?'' he purred.
,,… No, I don't think you would run off. But I better make sure you don't, so turn around,'' he smiled gently.
,,What for?'' he asked but turned around regardless. He felt the troll's big, warm hands on his ass cheeks, spreading him out and gently rubbing his fingers against the tight entrance.
,,Oh come on. You've thirsted all day for me to dick you down, don't tell me you view me as so uncreative that I can't prepare you myself,'' he hummed, licking his lips. ,,You're clean, right?'' he asked, the sorcerer nodding eagerly.
It wasn't as easy to rim him with his big tusks in the way, so he let his tongue do most of the work. He didn't know exactly why trolls could stretch their tongues so much, but he guessed it was exactly due to the tusks being in the way for many things. His tongue was strong and wet, and Nite didn't seem displeased by his efforts.
He loved the way Nite squirmed in his hands. How whimpers would leave those pale lips he longed after so much. How he would trust backward to feel more of the troll's tongue inside of him, as he covered him in his slick spit.
,,Come 'ere,'' Seymore said, pulling away to lay down again. Nite was about to get up to sit on the troll's cock, but he pulled him up to sit on top of his face.
,,This is… uhm, very up close, isn't it?'' he asked nervously, but didn't try to pull away as the troll began to lick him again. ,,Fuck, just a moment,'' he panted, as he turned around, placing his face above the troll's heavy cock, his ass still being licked so generously at the same time.
He felt the small man's lips around his throbbing cock, trying to wet it as well. He was sloppy and already drooling, although it was harder for him to really play with the troll in this position.
,,I want it,'' he whined, spitting on the troll's dick and getting it ready to get inside him when Seymore pulled him down on his face again. ,,Seymore, come on! I want you to fuck me!'' he complained, shaking his ass against the troll's face, which only seemed to excite him more.
Although Seymore had never been that into rimming, it still excited him to feel Nite shiver and moan on his face like this, and by all means, he didn't want the sorcerer to be in pain when he slid into him. If it made Nite feel good, it excited him.
,,Please fuck my ass,'' he begged, whimpering as the troll finally loosened his grip in the small man. ,,No, don't get up, I want to ride you 'till I break,'' he panted, firmly sitting down on the big cock, moaning as he slowly got filled up. ,,I've wanted this since I opened my fucking eyes. And you've denied me the pleasure all day,'' he whined, his movements slow, but deep.
,,Well, aren't you glad we waited a little? This is nice, right?'' he asked gently, leaning back and enjoying the sight. He didn't know if Nite was aware himself, how flirtatious and feminine he could look like this, so caught up into pleasing the troll, but at the same time so turned on by it. ,,You're so beautiful,'' he growled, smiling to the man in front of him. It didn't seem like Nite recognized any words, which was what he had hoped.
Even when Nite leaned all of his weight onto him, placing both of his hands on the troll's chest, he felt light. The small man rode him like he knew no one else had dared, and even if he wasn't rough or fast, he was sensual and deep.
,,It's so weird, that you don't have any scars,'' he admitted, almost chuckling, but his voice felt too airy for that. ,,I kinda… miss them… Like, I know it's you, it's your face, but… You look so different,'' he said.
,,Is that so?'' he smirked, stretching his back to reach the sorcerer's lips. ,,You're precious,'' he growled against the spread lips. ,,Even when I look my absolute best, you still just want me, with all that involves,'' he growled, gently biting the sorcerer's neck. ,,You marked me long before I ever knew I would be yours.''
,,Are you… growling because of sex, or are you speaking troll…?'' he suddenly asked. Nite never got an answer, because the troll kept biting the small man in his embrace, first slowly, then a little wilder, making the sorcerer whine delightfully.
,,Tell me if I bite too hard,'' he said as he looked down on the faint, red marks on the sorcerer's fair skin. He kissed and bit further down the sorcerer's chest, feeling his pounding heart as he bit him, his gaze never leaving Nite's.
,,No, it's fine,'' he whimpered. ,,You weren't super hard back then either… Your dick, I mean…'' he said, trying to get further down, but giving up when it wouldn't go any deeper.
,,No, it's rare that I'm super hard,'' he smiled. ,,But I see you are,'' he teased, running his finger down the stiff member. He didn't jerk him off, but he liked to watch the sorcerer moan and thrust his hips to feel more of the warm, gruff hands.
,,You feel so good inside me,'' he panted, speeding up the pace a little. ,,Fuck, I was made for this…'' he moaned, licking his lips.
,,Damn right,'' he groaned, gently guiding him further down his cock, feeling the small man shiver as he did so. ,,You're so small, but you take me so well. So damn sexy,'' he moaned, licking the sorcerer's nipples.
Nite grabbed around the troll's long hair again, guiding his face around his body as Seymore kissed, licked, and bit him. Even though his gaze still was so needy and sensual, he dominated the situation perfectly, making Seymore touch him exactly how he wanted.
,,I want… to try something else…'' he suddenly said, still panting as he slowly got up from the confused troll. His legs shook, before he threw himself down at the floor again, gently guiding the troll to come closer. ,,Come here… Bend over my knees… Put your dick between my legs…'' he smiled seductively, as Seymore whimpering did as told. His heavy cock rubbed between the sorcerer's thigs, as he felt the long, cold hands on his ass, gently caressing him.
,,… Have I been a bad troll?'' he asked, equally confused and excited at the same time. He felt the first, hard hit from the small man's palm, gently whining at the sudden pain.
,,No, don't fool yourself. I can't punish you by doing this, can I? You've been very good today,'' he purred, hitting him again. It suddenly occurred to him, that he did it with the hand the ring was on, adding to the pleasure and pain. He felt Nite's other hand at his chest, running his fingers through his hair again. ,,By Am, you're sexy. No fucking wonder you bedded a pixie,'' he said, in his particular soft voice. Seymore was about to protest, but Nite slapped him extra hard to make his focus get back on his heating ass.
,,You, a-ah, you like my hair?'' he asked instead, breathing hard as he felt the sorcerer's thighs tighten around his dripping cock. Nite curled the ponytail around his fingers, yanking it to make the troll look at him again.
,,Yes. Both this,'' he said, tugging in the bristled, dark brown locks, ,,but especially this,'' he smirked, his fingers seeking his chest hair again. ,,I don't mind that you don't have hair normally. But this is such a treat,'' he admitted, spanking the troll's ass even harder.
,,You're goddamn right it is,'' he whined, placing both of his arms on his back, obediently taking every hit. ,,For such thin arms, you sure have a magical hand,'' he panted as Nite gently rubbed the heated skin.
,,You like it hard, right? You're quite sensitive on your ass, too,'' he said, playfully tickling his cheeks. ,,Were you just as much of a butt-slut as I am?'' he mused, gently spreading the troll's cheeks, which made Seymore jump by surprise. ,,What's the matter?'' Nite asked confused.
,,I… I don't know if I'm… clean, for that,'' he explained, covering his ass with his big hands.
,,Oh that's not a problem,'' the sorcerer smirked, lightly touching his ass again before Seymore felt a cold chill down his spine.
,,You can't just…!'' he protested, but stopped when he felt the small man's firm hand against his ass again. ,,Nite, you can't just use magic on me without my permission!'' he whined through the spanking.
,,I know. Last time, I promise,'' he said, running his fingers between his warm ass cheeks. Whatever protests Seymore was about to say, got cut off by the curious, playful fingers circling his asshole.
,,I… Are you sure I'm clean?'' he asked, hiding his face in his hands. He hadn't touched himself like this in years, and the silent promise of getting fingered by the small man drove him crazy.
,,I'm sure. It's alright, Seymore. Tell me to stop, if you don't want it,'' he said gently, but the troll didn't stop him. With this, Nite excitedly put his finger inside the troll, caressing his back as he did so. ,,Hm, wait a minute. I didn't really think it would be such a tight fit,'' he mumbled, pulling his finger out to spit on his hand, gently covering the troll to lube him up.
,,I haven't… I haven't fingered myself for a while…'' he panted as he felt the finger penetrate him again. His cock was still stuck between the sorcerer's legs, as he gently thrusted against them to get some friction. ,,You… can put another one in… Don't be gentle,'' he panted, refusing to look up at the small man.
,,You are greedy. I like that,'' he smirked, inserting yet another finger. He fairly easily found the troll's prostate, first massaging it gently, before being a little rougher. Seymore wondered if Nite ever fingered himself like this, and if not, why he was so damn good at it…
Seymore hadn't been able to come just from anal stimulation in the past, but like this, his ass in the air and his cock dripping between Nite's legs, he almost thought it was possible. He wasn't quiet, and he didn't try to be, either. He enjoyed finally being in his former place, his hair pulled, his ass heated and filled, all control gone.
,,You're really twitchy,'' Nite noted. ,,I didn't think you liked this so much. I actually thought you preferred being the top, but your former partners just had been too sensitive to let you be,'' he said, inserting yet another finger. ,,I wonder if I could fit them all inside you? I wonder if you could come, just like this?'' he hummed excitedly.
,,It's really good…'' he moaned, feeling another finger slip in. He could feel Nite's own cock throb impatiently, and it seemed like he noticed it as well. ,,… Do you want to… Fuck…'' he muttered, looking back at the sorcerer that seemed so invested in his newfound discovery about the troll. ,,… You could… use something else than your fingers…'' he moaned, shyly looking up at the mahogany eyes.
,,Oh, I think I will,'' he smirked, slowly pulling his fingers out. Seymore kept his head down, as Nite got up to get behind him. He felt flustered and excited, waiting to feel the sorcerer's stiff dick in his ass shortly.
He wondered how he would feel. Nite wasn't big, but he didn't have a thin cock, either. He could probably easily get balls deep. He wondered if Nite would like it, or if they would end up with Seymore inside of him instead?
But when he felt the sorcerer spread his ass cheeks, it wasn't his hard cock he felt; it was the soft, wet tongue, he so longingly had kissed not that long ago. Nite was direct, not shy or unsure how to eat him out, and sucking him audibly excited as he spanked the troll again, making him jump by surprise.
,,I thought you would fuck me,'' he moaned, but couldn't help but thrust his hips against the small man's face. Nite's tongue tickled him, as he moaned happily in between the green ass cheeks. The troll would lie if he denied he liked this, and he couldn't help but to fondle himself with Nite's tongue as deep as it could get inside his ass.
,,I never said that,'' he protested, as he moved his face for air. ,,I'm not really interested in topping,'' he admitted, spitting on the clenching, excited asshole, as he put his fingers inside again. ,,I mean, you do look very inviting…'' he mumbled, getting up on his knees behind the troll.
Seymore could feel the warm, hard cock between his ass cheeks, never slipping inside him, but rubbing against his entrance. He wanted to press himself against the small man, but if Nite really didn't want to top, he didn't want to seem pushy.
,,This is interesting,'' he mumbled, slapping the troll's ass every once in a while. ,,Do you want me to… put it in? I mean, I can, I just… Frankly, I think you'll get more out of it if I use my fingers or mouth…'' he said quietly as he kept grinding.
,,What? Why would you think that?'' the troll whined, spreading his cheeks to show himself off for the human.
,,… It's because I'm not that big…'' he said, rubbing himself against the troll's awaiting ass. ,,And I assume you like to be stretched as much as I do… I know you said you haven't had any partner's your own size, but… It's just… such a big contrast…'' he said slowly.
,,No, no, it's fine,'' he whined, trying to look over his shoulder to catch the mahogany eyes. ,,I want you… so much, Nite… Pull my hair… F-fuck me… Tell me I'm filthy…'' he whimpered, spreading himself out even more. He could feel everything in him shiver at the thought. ,,You don't have to, if you really don't want to. But don't let your size stop you, you're perfect, I promise…'' he blabbered, exhaling by surprise when he felt the tip of Nite's glans right in front of his entrance.
,,I would have never guessed, that this big, bruiting troll, that looked so tough and manly, would ever beg for my cock like this,'' he smirked, firmly pulling the troll's hair, guiding his face down into the pillows on the ground. ,,My ass? Definitely. My mouth? Sure, why not. Maybe even my cum in your mouth, but never my dick in your slick hole,'' he teased, scratching the troll's back with his short nails. ,,Have you wanted this for long?'' he asked, a little more gentle, more curious, than anything.
,,Yes,'' he whined. ,,Ever since I fingered you the first time…'' he admitted, shivering with every bite and scratch Nite gave him as he spoke. ,,I'm a bad troll. I need you to punish me, Master…'' he begged, but Nite didn't slip inside.
,,… Turn around, on your back,'' he said instead, and Seymore reacted in an instant, tossing himself on his back, lifting his legs, and looking hopeful up at the small man. Nite placed himself right in front of the clenching ass again, nervously looking at the troll. ,,You're such a weird troll,'' he chuckled, finally thrusting forward.
Nite had been right, that his fingers filled the troll more, but it didn't matter, because when Seymore looked up at the small human, he felt so desired, just by his gaze. Nite wasn't as loud or jittery as he had thought him to be, but his eyes never left Seymore, as they wandered all across his body.
,,You just lay there, looking like a fucking beast, and then all you want me to do is to dominate you? Fuck your ass? You're so big and strong, but you want to be my little, pretty bottom-bitch of a troll?'' he teased, thrusting a little harder. It felt more intense when Nite talked like this, his smile playful, maybe even downright cruel, and his eyes hungry as he stared the troll down.
,,Y-yes,'' the troll whimpered, drooling onto himself. ,,You can be rough. Slap me. Spit on me… Come in me…'' he whined, panting like a dog in heat.
,,By everything holy, Seymore, you really are a filthy troll, aren't you? When you finally do speak up, you're not shy on that,'' he smirked, leaning his thin body over the troll's, trying to fuck him as hard as possible. ,,Fuck, come here. Kiss me,'' he begged, suddenly whimpering himself as the troll leaned up to meet his lips. He bit the troll's long tongue, sucking on it and moaning into their greedy kisses, as Seymore felt the familiar jittery motions of the small man.
He sped up for a moment before everything tensed inside of him. He bit down on the troll's gruff lips, even penetrating the skin slightly. When Nite finally opened his eyes again, he looked overwhelmed and concerned.
,,Fuck, I didn't mean to-,'' he said, panicked, but Seymore only chuckled, feeling warm and still very eager.
,,It's okay,'' he said gently, licking his bleeding lip. ,,Did you enjoy it as much as I?'' he asked, reaching up to kiss the panting sorcerer again.
,,Mmmh,'' he mumbled against the green lips. ,,I… I thought I would last longer… I barely put it in, I mean… I thought it would be more like masturbation, but… You're very… warm,'' he said quietly. He slowly felt the sorcerer slip out of him, to lay a little more comfortably on top of the troll instead.
,,It's okay, as long as you liked it,'' he smiled, gently kissing him again.
,,It was nice,'' he smiled. ,,I still prefer to be the one getting dicked down. I never… I never thought you actually missed this… I mean… You're so big, it just… seems like a waste…'' he chuckled nervously.
,,I'm very versatile,'' he smiled, kissing the sorcerer's neck. ,,I do like to top. I could easily commit to either one or the other,'' he shrugged, letting his hands glide down the sorcerer's back.
,,Just give me a second,'' he panted, feeling Seymore's long nails gently scraping his skin. ,,I'm still a little sensitive, but I really want you to come inside me, too,'' he said, falling to the side to end up on his back on the pillows again.
,,That's okay, take your time,'' he smiled, kissing the small man by his side. He liked to just lay and kiss Nite, feeling him getting down from his former high, and getting horny again just at the thought of feeling the troll inside of him, filling him with his aching cock.
He hadn't been disappointed by the rather short-lived session. He wondered if Nite would want that again, or if he preferred just to bottom? He briefly feared that he somewhat had pushed the sorcerer to do it, but he didn't look dissatisfied.
As he kissed him, he felt Nite's hands on his body again. It seemed like he was pretty mesmerized by his chest, as he kept running his fingers through the hair, squeezing his muscles and gently pinching his nipples. Seymore wasn't as sensitive with his nipples as Nite seemed to be, but he didn't dislike the touch the slightest. If anything, it felt thrilling that the sorcerer seemed so into re-discovering the troll's body.
,,I maybe understand why troll's didn't jump on you, but in the Center Isles? You're gorgeous, Seymore,'' he mumbled against the green lips. The troll chuckled, getting onto his back again, so Nite could easily touch him everywhere he wanted.
,,It's a combination with my face not being that attractive and the fact that I'm a troll. Most would assume that I fuck very… animalistic, and they weren't wrong. I've trained myself a great deal to not just ram into my partners. You have no idea how hard that is,'' he said, watching the sorcerer's hands go lower.
,,But you have such pretty eyes,'' he said, almost confused as he looked at the flustered troll. ,,I mean… I always feel pretty great when you look at me,'' he smiled, his cheeks heating up.
,,You're very sweet,'' he said, gently pulling his face down to his own to kiss him again. The sorcerer finally grabbed around his cock, firmly stroking it as they continued to kiss.
,,You actually feel a little harder now,'' he mused, getting all excited again. ,,Have I been teasing you for too long?'' he purred, as Seymore chuckled and nodded.
,,I'm really looking forward to come inside you,'' he smiled, seeking the sorcerer's lips again. At this point, he just wanted to come. His ass dripped, his cheeks were sore, and his whole body was sensitive and hungry for every touch the sorcerer gave him. ,,Can you… suck me off, for just a moment? I really like when you look up at me, with those big eyes,'' he panted, kissing Nite dearly before he moved down between his legs.
,,You're being very good today,'' he said gently, licking the troll's shaft, his gaze never leaving the older man. ,,Voicing what you want me to do, that is. See, this can be so simple,'' he hummed, drooling as he teased the tip. ,,I want… I want things to be simple, too. I think you're very easy to be around, Seymore,'' he said, gently sucking on the troll's big, heavy cock.
,,I know,'' he smiled, gently caressing the small man's cheek. When he was like this, it was hard to imagine why he had ever thought Nite wasn't beautiful. He was glowing, and it felt so safe and playful with him.
A life with Nite wouldn't mean traveling or romantic dinners. It wouldn't be constant exploring of himself or what life could offer. Most likely, it would be hanging out, late at night, lots of kissing and hopefully a world where Nite could help him get past some of his traumas, like he would for Nite. And if that was what life would be for him, it actually didn't seem so bad, anymore.
,,You're so fucking good at this,'' he groaned, slowly thrusting against the sorcerer's open mouth. He held the back of the small man's head, pressed down, and watched how he struggled with the twitching organ. ,,You want my cock?'' he asked, still pressing down. Nite nodded to the best of his abilities, humming loudly. ,,Good, make it nice and wet, and I'll be ready for that pretty, little ass of yours,'' he panted, finally releasing the human.
,,Come and get it,'' he smirked, spitting a little extra on the throbbing cock, before he laid down, legs in the air. Seymore grabbed around his waist, placing himself correctly, before he slipped inside, much more roughly this time. ,,Not as gentle now, I see,'' he moaned, biting his lip as he whimpered with every thrust.
,,Tell me to stop if it hurts… But I actually… want to see something…'' he panted, lifting the sorcerer so one of his legs was in between his own legs, and the other was over his shoulder, still inside him, still fucking him rather deep and roughly.
Then he slowed down, leaning much of his heavy body against the small man underneath him. He kept moving, but much deeper, his eyes constantly on how Nite felt. Seymore knew that Nite was flexible, flexible enough to easily bend to his desires, as he slowly stretched the human further and further down his cock.
,,Look at it go. Damn you're bendy,'' Seymore panted, licking his lips hungrily. ,,You've begged for all of my cock for months. You really want it all?'' he smirked, looking down at the nodding sorcerer.
,,Fuck yes, every, fucking inch,'' he whimpered, spreading his ass to the best of his abilities. He was rock hard again, drooling slightly as he tried to relax, feeling the troll slip further and further inside. ,,I want it,'' he moaned, the troll leaning even further down.
Seymore pulled out a little, spat on his cock, and continued, doing it as slowly and deeply as possible. He had never really cared that he couldn't get balls deep, but it always fascinated him how greedy and horny Nite could get as he struggled with his cock like this.
,,I want to come like this, so fucking deep inside you,'' he groaned, pulling the small man a little closer. ,,You feel so good, Nite. You're so warm, you look so good…'' he moaned. Nite's whimpers seemed more distressed now, his face flustered and his eyes watery. ,,Does it hurt?'' he asked, stopping mid-motion, but the sorcerer shook his head.
,,No, no, don't stop!'' he begged, gently grabbing the troll's face. Seymore could feel the metal against his cheek, remembering the ring. ,,You're just… You didn't even notice, did you? Oh, Seymore, you have no idea how fucking beautiful you are, right now,'' he whimpered, guiding the troll's face down to his.
Seymore didn't know what Nite talked about, and he didn't get a chance to ask. The sorcerer's kisses were hungry, and the added friction of leaning down was exactly the last push he had needed. The small man moaned so loudly and violently, clinging to the troll with all his might, forcing him to fuck him this deeply, and Seymore could hardly take it. It tipped him over when he felt Nite's teeth on his neck, marking him so longingly as he finally let himself come, his dick unbearably deep into the sorcerer, and his heavy balls slapping against the pale ass as he came.
He had barely noticed as he came himself, that Nite had let his hand between his legs. Seymore only noticed when he felt the small man clench so tightly, milking him of every, last drop before he slowly began to pull out. They both panted heavily, just looking at each other, before the troll fell down beside Nite, still looking kindly at the small man by his side. Nite's eyes were gentle and so full of adoration that it nearly pained him.
,,Hey,'' the sorcerer smiled, gently petting the troll's head. Then it hit him, when he felt the sorcerer's fingers against his skin. ,,I like this so much more, even if you'll never believe me,'' he chuckled, as the fingers caressed the troll's bald head.
,,I'm… It wore off…'' he said, quickly sitting up as he finally noticed it himself. His body hadn't felt any different even if he had been transformed, so he hadn't noticed the spell wearing off. ,,That's why…'' he mumbled, looking back at the human's gentle smile.
He faintly remembered how Ruvaen had looked at him, after their first night together. A similar smile, he thought, but this was still so different. Now, he didn't have the luxury of being almost passable for attractive. Nite didn't need any of that, it seemed. But he looked just as gently and lovingly at him as if he had been the most beautiful angel, he'd ever seen.
,,Thank you,'' he smiled, slowly leaning down to kiss the small man again.
,,You really are beautiful, Seymore,'' he said gently, as the troll put blankets around them. ,,And although I might understand why you prefer how you looked before, I'm actually… really grateful that you weren't stuck like that. Because I love all of this,'' he said, cuddling against the troll's pounding chest and big, round stomach.
Seymore gently took Nite's hand in his, kissing the ring on his finger. Maybe it wasn't an engagement ring, but it still held promises when he looked at it. He wondered if Nite felt it, too?
,,You know, for a long time… I wondered how you even got with a pixie,'' he said quietly. ,,Not because I don't think you're attractive, but I'm not naïve about what attracts different species. And pixies aren't exactly known for bedding trolls. For a time, I thought he maybe had been different, too, but you always have this… sparkle in your eyes, when you do talk about him, so I…'' he said before Seymore gently put his finger towards the small man's lips.
,,He was a very normal pixie,'' he said slowly. ,,He was very pretty and charismatic, and very kind and gentle, too. For some reason, he didn't really care about attractiveness like that. Beauty on the shell, he called it. But even so, he dated many species much more attractive than trolls. I felt… very special. And I was very lucky. Believe me, no one else understood how a troll bedded a pixie, either,'' he said.
,,… I didn't mean it as an insult,'' he said quietly, looking nervous up at the troll.
,,I didn't take it as one,'' he smiled, kissing his forehead. ,,… I sometimes think, he did it all to boost my confidence, in some way. I know he didn't, but… If anything, it ruined the last confidence I had in myself…'' he said slowly.
,,What… happened, back then? I know, I promised not to-,'' he said, but Seymore cut him off.
,,It's not important,'' he sighed.
,,Of course it's important! You're here, years after, decades after, still trying to process what even happened!'' he argued, looking sternly at the troll. ,,And… it's important to me, if anything. Because you can't convince me that's not part of the reason why you won't be lovers. Maybe there are all these… other issues, but in the end, they all stem from that. They stem from what you've experienced, back then,'' he said, sitting up again. His cheeks were heated, but he didn't seem angry. He just seemed frustrated.
,,… You're right,'' he said slowly. ,,It's because of my past, that I really don't want you to go through anything that could be similar,'' he said, hugging the small man from behind. ,,I don't want to cause further problems with your mother. I don't want you to be an outcast. I don't want you to live in a world, where you feel so out of place, that you need to flee from everything. Not because of me,'' he said. He placed his legs on either side of the small man, his embrace tight.
,,… Did you want to marry him?'' he suddenly asked. Seymore sighed, tightening his grip a little before he nodded.
,,Yes. I wanted to marry him. I wanted to adopt kids and have a little place for ourselves when we were done traveling, but… He would never be done traveling. He didn't want kids. He didn't want to marry or settle down. I began to think that, that was okay. That… as long as I was his… I didn't need to get married or have kids, or anything…'' he said, feeling his heart pound at the thought. The pain still felt too intense, even after all this time.
Nite turned around, a little flustered about the troll's words. He looked nervous again but didn't pull away from the troll's grasp. If anything, he leaned into it.
,,I… I have my own issues, too. You know how insistently I've been on… taking all of it, during sex? I want to do all those things no one else could or wanted. I… I'm actually not sure what for… Maybe I just always strived to be perfect with my mother, the perfect sorcerer, the perfect son, and if I couldn't do any of that… Maybe I could be the perfect lover, for you,'' he chuckled nervously. ,,I… don't want to imagine a world… where I can't kiss you. Then I rather run away to some faraway place, live in a cave for all that matters,'' he said quietly. ,,I love you,'' he said, smiling flustered up at the troll.
He leaned up to kiss him, the touch gentle and sincere. Seymore really wanted to say it back to him, telling him that all they needed where love, a lie he had prior believed with Ruvaen. But he knew it wasn't true. He knew that out there, he would still end up on his own, in some way.
,,And if you're not mine… Then, at least, I'm yours. I'm an adult, now. It's… It's not a problem, anymore,'' he argued, turning his whole body around, hugging the troll tightly.
,,It's okay, Nite,'' he growled, surprising the sorcerer, but Nite didn't pull away from the hug. His name stuck out in the otherwise gruff tone, as he did in most things. ,,I know you don't really understand. Not this, not why I won't… And I really wish that I could just say… I love you… and mean it, and act on it, and live it…'' He smiled sadly to the confused, young man. He knew Nite didn't understand. He wouldn't translate it, but it seemed like he didn't need to, either, because Nite just leaned up to kiss him again.
A world without this didn't seem so appealing, anymore, he thought, as he wrapped his arms around the small man. Without kisses, without being touched… without Nite.
,,Happy birthday,'' he said instead when Nite slowly pulled away from the kiss. Seymore took his hand, gently rubbing the metal on the pale finger. ,,Does it irritate your skin?'' he asked gently.
,,No,'' he said, shaking his head. His face was flushed and his eyes confused, but he still looked so curiously at the troll. ,,If I ever go out there… and come back¸ and I still want you… Would that be enough? How do I prove to you, that I won't leave you? That I'm serious?'' he asked, his voice small and fragile.
,,You don't,'' he smiled. ,,You don't need to, I mean. It's really not you, Nite. It's not that I don't want you. I… I want all of this, very much,'' he sighed, laying down again, the sorcerer leaning in over him, to catch his gaze.
,,… But you can't…'' he said slowly, finishing the troll's sentence, as he nodded. ,,… That's bullshit,'' he smiled, leaning in to kiss the green lips again. ,,And I can wait. I can wait forever, if I have to,'' he said gently, laying down beside the troll.
They laid like this for a bit, with Nite sighing as he looked up in the air. Seymore grabbed his hand, curling their fingers together, and contemplated his life choices. But if he had to do that, he found some strange relief in not being alone with his thoughts, anymore.
,,You're getting really good at magic,'' he said after a while. ,,Not that you were bad before. But you've come a long way since I moved into the basement chamber,'' he smiled. Nite chuckled, a sound that had been so sparse before, but now he was accustomed to it. He longed for it. It was like sweet music for his ears.
,,I know, right? But I want to be even better,'' he said, smiling and looking dreamingly up in the air. ,,I want… to rebuild it all,'' he said, starry-eyed as he stretched his free hand out into the air.
,,Rebuild what?'' he asked. Nite looked over at him, smiling mischievously to reveal his cracked tooth.
,,… The world. I want people to know my name. I want people to remember it. But mostly… I want them all to know that I made the world change,'' he smiled.
It surprised the troll to hear him speak like this, but there seemed to be no malice or evil intent in his wording. If anything, it looked like he had really thought it through. He stretched his back to kiss the troll again, fondly nuzzling his face against Seymore's.
,,And I want you to be there, at my side. Don't call me your lover, if you don't want to. Don't be mine, if it feels like I trap you. But I…? I'm yours,'' he smiled. ,,Thank you, for being here, with me, Seymore.''
At that moment, despite the slight chill, Seymore felt at his words, he really didn't mind if that was Nite's goal. Maybe Nite could turn the light around in the world.
Little did he know, that he was wrong…