[Warning: R18+ contents ahead. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED]
"So that was it. After all this time you have all kept it from me. My family and even you did."
Theon found out about the truth that was long held beyond him. When Ambroz was telling him his side of the story, the constant thump of his heart and disquietude from inside stung upon his body. Honestly speaking, it did not make any sense to him but the moment the story goes on, he realized it.
However, at some point, since Ambroz's perspective was too mysterious and laid back. He still hardly understand what he can do to cure this curse. He is no sorcerer nor does he hold such powers of any sort. He believes that he is a pure human and it will stay that way.
Knowing how tragic the history was for Ambroz. He thinks to himself, what form of pain did it embark on this genuine being who only ever wanted to keep the people dear to him safe and live in tranquillity.
"I don't see any crevice for you to insert your conscience. I expect you to be mad at me and curse me all you want. After all, I failed to protect them all." Ambroz looked down and sighed heavily.
Theon didn't know what to say. He wanted to comfort him and say that it was alright. That everything would work out in the end and fae would be in their favour.
But is it truly alright? Would comfort be enough? What will happen till then? Will the problem at hand be solved?
He knows that deep inside him he wanted to earn solace and cure the man as soon as possible. But, it's never that easy. The witch is still alive and breathing. There is nothing he can do and that alone scares him.
"I—" he was about to open his mouth when Ambroz stood up and he had to put a still with his words or else it will lead to uncertainty of situations.
"When I woke up and Elena, Lyzelle, and their lovers disappeared. Do you know what crashed me the most? It's not just because they're dead but because it was me who forged that cruelty to their faith." Ambroz was trembling. His hands were trembling, his body was shivering, and his tears wanted to burst out.
Theon's heartache. He raised his hand and was about to hold Ambroz's when he retrieved it back and created a fist.
"Now that even Zynthia and the rest died. How pathetic of me to stay inside this horrid cave thinking that they might be better off without me because all I did was to ruin their lives and here I am breathing." He put force on his fist and knock it on the walls of the cave, the anger was vivid and he was taken over by it.
Theon stood up. "Stop, you'll provoke the curse again. The witch is keeping her eyes on us. You should calm yourself." He grip Ambroz's hands as he stared at the back of his head.
Ambroz glanced at his hand. He immediately removes it. It seems Ambroz was waiting for his answer. But, he has nothing to give to him as of now. The words are sharp as a knife and the hearts are fragile organs. If it's being stabbed, the harm is fatal.
"I-i should go get some air. You should rest and I'd be right back." He didn't even wait for his response and walked out.
Ambroz slumped on the ground and massage his face to his head. He didn't regret telling him everything but what he might have regretted is the time he chose to waste ignoring what he feels for that man. He knew it wouldn't last long and his selfishness fed him up. In the end, he has to accept his fate. Or else, more people would take a huge risk in their lives.
Meanwhile, Theon was sitting on the riverside. He was deep in his thoughts.
"Argh, I was the one who told him that everything would be found and our world would change if we just keep our heads up. But, what am I trying to achieve here? I've got none." He whined and slam his hand on the water.
As his feet were placed in the water, he laid his upper body on the grass and he covered his eyes. He started crying without noticing it for himself. Somehow, he can not accept the fact that Ambroz truly wants to end his life for the people. Theon was hopeless, he was a total mess. The more he thought about it, the more he asks for what purpose he has in this world.
"M-mother, if you were alive and mother Z-zynthia, too. Would this end? If... If I live for the same purpose of finding the cure, what purpose is that, why don't I have it?" He cried even more, he panted and tapped his chest hard. Then at that moment, he felt his necklace lying on.
He settled down and removed the necklace from his neck. With one hand, he gripped the small chains and looked at the pendant with his teary eyes. Then, the next thing he did was smash the pendant multiple times to reveal what secret it has inside. But, he gave up when it did not shatter even for a tiny bit.
"What sorcery is this? I have never seen such a thing to hold on with strong resistance or my strength is rusty and too weak?"
The time he spent at the river trying to calm himself turn useless and brought him to a home of nothingness. All of the peaceful sounds; the river streams, the rustling trees, and the birds singing were nothing more but noise. It was loud and unpleasant. He predicted it would be hard for him to know about the truth but sees himself hesitating and struggling to decide. This is unlike him, so what he did was head back to the cave.
"Why is that witch still not after my head? Are they vying which place I am or is it not for the fault of odd that they are silent? I haven't heard any cacophonies verging on the atmosphere. Seems the day was silent enough to feel strange." He was strolling in the forest, heading back to the cave. "Is it anxiousness? But, I feel as though something would happen tonight."
It was just a hunch but he heard the panting of the man. He knew that it was the curse bugging him again. Even though he still hasn't calmed down, the rugged feeling of not helping him would attack him.
After all, he is in love with the man.
Ambroz put out his palm and halted Theon. "No, don't come near me anymore. We'll only be hurting ourselves." He exclaimed.
"We need to settle down your curse. Don't resist and you will worsen it, Ambroz." The seriousness was traced in his voice.
Theon thought, 'I'm a foul for doing this to myself but if this is the only thing I could do to help, then I am willing to risk my feelings for it. One last time.'
He slowly went to and sat on his lap. He sticks their body together and forces his warmth towards Ambroz's heat. He noticed Ambroz was holding himself back tonight and it isn't helping the situation.
"I said don't resist. Give in, Ambroz. Give in." He whispered behind his ear.
"N-no. I don't want to hurt you." Ambroz replied while his eyes closed. Containing all the painful urges in his body, garnering it to keep him sane throughout the heat.
"I'm alright, it's okay, Ambroz. I'm alright. This won't hurt me." He tried assuring him. "Worrying is not part of any choices. It will be painful for you later on."
Theon did not wait for his response. He went on and slowly removed his garments. His was naked; skin as pale as flesh, his manly body structure echoed through Ambroz's eyes when gently opened it, the calm and comforting eyes he had on, in the end, he was lured in. The tears in Ambroz's eyes raced through his cheeks to his chin.
Suddenly, Theon felt the man's sweaty hot palms holding his face. They looked at each other's eyes, trying to communicate through their souls that was broken and had fallen into sorrow. In Ambroz's eyes, there was sadness, regret, and sorry.
While for Ambroz, everything up till this point. It's as if he was seeing an angel, a miracle, and the saviour of his broken self. This was the man who dug out his true feelings but he has never said it to him. Theon, for him, was beautiful and a gift. A being where he could only see temporary. Thinking, that he never deserves such miracle. He was a man who had nothing to give back. A man full of hatred and wrath. A hopeless man, he does think.
Then, as selfishness and affection collided. They both crashed on each other's lips. Exploring each other's mouths like the infinite realm of the universe.
"Mmmhh... Mmmmhhh..." Let out by Theon.
After a long extent of kissing, they separated their lips and chased for air. Chest went up and down as their hasty hands groped on their distinct bodies. Theon helped the man remove his only cloth. He threw it to the side. Before going on for another kiss, they stared at each other and stick their foreheads.
"Would you let me?" Ambroz asked, whispering as the air went out his throat from his lungs.
"No need to ask," Theon replied.
Again. They did the exploring. The intimacy and sensuality enthralled the atmosphere of two men lusting after the other. Ambroz knew that it wasn't just the heat urging them to do this. It was the love.
Suddenly, bother of their manhood stick to each other. Theon moaned as Ambroz's hit his testicles. "Mmmhh..." He tried hiding it.
"Let it out, Theon. I want to hear it."
His voice felt like fresh strawberries on its roots. His hips went on and did the deed. He felt guilty as it moves on its own, trying to rub his below which was Ambroz's rising lad. Each time it hits an arousing part, Theon grabs Ambroz's shoulders hardly. The sensation climbing up his core made him slightly shiver and he felt like fainting.
While Ambroz tried retrieving his sharp nails like he did the first time they did intercourse. Fortunately, he can minimize it. Somehow as the kissing, moving of Theon's hips goes on, Ambroz's hands travel to Theon's back. Slowly stroking it from his nape to his spine and the bones on his bottom. He rubbed the entrance on Theon's back.
"Ah!" Bemoaned by the man on the top.
With that, the resistance left in Ambroz snapped like a pair of old branches and dried leaves. But, he wanted to take it easy. They still haven't let out each other's boiling liquids inside.
Again, he rubbed it and Theon had to stop kissing him and clung on to his shoulders. His knees were giving upon him.
"S-stop with t-the rubbing... Mmmmh..."
Ambroz took his fingers off and lick them in secret. Theon never noticed until Ambroz rubbed it again.
"Heeeh! W-why is your fingers w-wet? S-stop..."
"You don't have to know." Answered by the panting lad, Ambroz. He was too occupied with preparing Theon and decided to move on to the important part.
Unhurriedly, he inserted a finger.
"Aa... ah..."
Theon was surprised that Ambroz was trying its best to prepare him while he is tempted with it. Ambroz's fingers are long and slender, once Ambroz rubbed the inside of his bottom. He started groaning and mumbling gibberish words out.
Ambroz constantly gazes at him and his expression arouses him even more so his member kept hitting Theon's. He should've done this way before, he should've taken care of him dearly. But before it's too late, he regrets nothing and this night is a memory he will bring to his afterlife. Ambroz felt contentment, somehow.
The next thing he did, inserted two more fingers making it three. Trying to reach Theon's prostate and when his fingers succeeded. Theon plastered a face that will embark on his head forever.
"Ahh! T-there... It feels good there..."
"Here?" He rubbed it again.
"Ahnnn...."
It was a never-ending pleasure. Until Theon roamed his hand on his body and it led to his thirsty and clenching thing. His member was truly begging for it. He can no longer hold it in.
Theon stared at Ambroz with hungry eyes. As he hustled puffs and huffs. Wondering why this man is still oddly sane after doing this deed and stretching him out. Why is this man who was lusting and begging for him to touch him, containing his every insanity? Is he afraid that he might hurt him?
"What are you waiting for? You want it inside me, right? Stop your tempting and get on with it, we don't know when's the curse going to stop." Theon said this with a blunt expression on.
Ambroz sighed. Theon was an open book, even after saying that, he reckoned he liked that he was being taken care of. "I want to do it with you slowly. Do you not like it?"
Theon whose face was already flushed in pink turned into bright red and he shook his head. Ambroz smirked and removed his fingers on his bottom. He clasped Theon's thighs, it was very manly and wide, he lifted it up and Theon tried to follow and went on his knees. After all, he was still on top of Ambroz. Ambroz positioned his on Theon's and slowly inserted it.
"N... No... Ah!"
His bottom cheeks slammed on Ambroz's flesh and his manhood reached his prostate quicker than he thought. He was too huge and Theon can almost feel it in his stomach. He shivered while Ambroz grunted while pressing his eyes closed.
"Tight," Ambroz muttered.
Theon embraced Ambroz tightly and clung to him. "H-hold on. Don't thrust it in yet..."
Ambroz got worried seeing Theon's face. His lips were trembling, his breathing was unstable, and he wouldn't stop shaking.
"I should take it out-"
"No! S-stay like that, just give me a couple of seconds." Theon immediately retorts gripping his nape.
"But I'm hurting you."
"N-no, ah... I'm fine." Theon sighed and gulped. He opened his eyes and looked at Ambroz. "Now, m-move."
Ambroz betrayed his own self. As soon as Theon gave him the signal, he started moving slowly and trusted it faster and faster as the seconds passed by. Hit Theon's prostate without a stop. His hunger for him can never convey in just words. His heart ached as he did this to Theon.
"S... Slow down... A-ambroz! Ah! Ahnnn!" Theon groaned and moaned over and over again. "I'm close! Y... You need to slow...down ah..."
Since Ambroz buried his face in his neck, suddenly, Theon felt the warm fluid flowing down from that area. And at that moment, it was just a mere hunch, just a slight leap of guess he took, but he felt as though the man who was earnestly thrusting into his insides like a mad animal. Was sobbing and burying his face in his neck to hide it all in. The soft whines he was hearing were cries. So, instead of trying to stop him. Theon let him. Until they both splurged their liquids out.
"Ahhh---" Theon sighed.
On the other hand, Ambroz could never remove his face on his neck. He was hugging him tightly, closer and touching every part of his body. Theon could feel how this man was yearning for him, for crying out loud.
"I should be the one crying, what are you on about?" He whispered and asked.
No answers. Theon heaved a sigh.
He caressed the man's head softly and with tenderness trying to soothe the loitering pain and sorrow this man in heat feels. He then pressed his mouth close to hide all the noise in. With both of his hands, he tried pulling the man's face away from his neck.
"Don't." Ambroz let out. He was resisting.
He breathes in and out. "It's okay, I insist, Ambroz. I insist." Theon whispered.
For a moment, he felt Ambroz calming his muscles, letting himself go with Theon's whims, as Theon held his face, removed it from his neck and phase their vision together. At level with his face, Ambroz had his eyes fastened close, avoiding looking at Theon while the tears kept rushing down. Theon used his thumbs to wipe it out.
"I have never seen such a huge man cry." Theon giggled.
"What, you're going to make a mockery of my emotions now?" Ambroz exclaimed in a very low tone as the back of his palm was placed on his face, brushing the tears off.
Theon sighed. "I will never do such a thing, I have cried many times myself. These feelings are..." He reached his hand to Ambroz's chest. "Valid."
They stared at each other and it only led them back to sticking their body together. Moreover, Ambroz never did gave him an answer to the question of why he was crying. He kept it to himself, but before he cried, he thought about this.
'As we desire each other, as I long longed for his body, for this touch, the warmth, and this comfort. Like this, this man who never knew who I was before, accepted all of me. This side that I hated the most, the side where I fulfilled myself with the wrath bursting out of my peril chest, the side wherein everyone thought was the curse! Now, he was the one who embrace me. Embrace what I have become and before I knew it. I have fallen for him. For the first time, I thanked the fate. Who brought us together like this, even though it's selfish to say so. In the obscurity of my emotions, I realized that he had already cured me. After this night, my next decision would be for the best. Death is fatal but it was made for me if it's peace that Theon wants. Then, peace is what I shall grant him. And that peace would only happen if I would finally leave this world along with the other treacherous beings.'
"So, let me desire you Theon. Let me properly love you this night." Came whispering to Theon's ears.
While Theon, was too caught up with the deed. He never heard Ambroz clearly.
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