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"In My Lover's Arms "Written By: Jewel of Hell Disclaimer: Don't own nothin' but these words Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, violence, slavery, language, war, torture, fear of the unknown, AU/Fantasy/Drama Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, other Summary: New part, new warnings, new dedications, new threats, new dangers. IF YOU HAVE NOT READ "In My Master's Arms", DO SO BEFORE READING THIS STORY! This one will not make much sense otherwise. Also, this one picks up pretty much exactly where its prequel leaves off, so I will NOT recap. I hate recap. Blegh.
"In My Lover's Arms "
Forsaken An explosive burst of energy shocked Duo out of sleep. The cool dark of night still blanketed the land, and a moment later he realized what had so rudely awakened him. Sorcerers appearing out of thin air just outside the barrier around Cera. So they had finally arrived. Judging by the manner in which they'd arrived they wanted him to know it, so he would be plenty intimidated by their collective power. Arriving long before dawn and long after dusk, hoping to catch him unawares. Cowards. Grinning, he was glad they'd not chosen earlier in the day. Elsewise he'd still be too sore from the . . . activities of earlier that afternoon. Heero making love to him. Getting his arms under himself, he began to sit up. Immediately strong arms locked around him and held him down. "They can wait awhile," Heero's voice whispered harshly in his ear. A shiver raked up Duo's spine. Completely inappropriate, given the tone of the man's voice. Heero curled his whole body around Duo, his front plastered to Duo's back. It was warm and comfortable and put a whole lot of naked skin in contact with a whole lot of naked skin, and it successfully persuaded Duo that the sorcerers could, indeed, wait awhile. He squirmed and wriggled until he was facing Heero and embraced him properly. He buried his nose in Heero's neck, sighing when fingers threaded softly through his hair. He felt it when they passed through the barrier and into the city. There were only three of them. He wanted to laugh. One Red and two Blues. Did they honestly think that would be enough? Of course, how could the poor fools know of Heero's new power? Well, they'd be disillusioned soon enough. He wondered vaguely why they passed through the barrier. Couldn't they feel that it immediately cut off their power? Since he couldn't feel normals, he wondered if their masters were with them. "Stop thinking," Heero whispered in his ear, tone still harsh. His fingers squeezed and stroked the back of Duo's neck. "Go back to sleep." Apparently Heero had the power to control the link between his brain and body because Duo was helpless to disobey. He drifted back into a peaceful sleep, dreaming of what Alarys must look like. Of watching beautiful sea creatures swim by the transparent walls of the barrier protecting it from the water. Of Heero pressing up behind him while he watched and wrapping arms around his waist. Of clever hands stroking his belly and then lower. Slipping inside his white silk robe and caressing, teasing, stroking, probing. Duo floundered out of sleep to find himself tangled in Heero's arms, the man watching him with a dangerously self-satisfied smirk on his face. Even in my dreams you have so much power over me, Duo thought, crying out softly when Heero's hands pried his thighs open and wrapped around him. "If we didn't have a world to save," Heero breathed in his ear, "I would never let you out of my bed. I'd keep you here. Just like this. All day." Body spasming upward, Duo clamped his legs shut when he felt a warm finger probe at his entrance. "Don't," he more whimpered than anything. "I still have to deal with those sorcerers, and it's dawn now." "I don't like them taking priority over me," Heero growled softly, sliding one knee between Duo's thighs and lifting. Forcing Duo open again. He arched back into his lover. "Th-then, fingers only," he gasped. "All right," Heero purred. Duo moaned when Heero only inserted the tips of his fingers. He massaged around the rim but slid them no deeper, his other hand continuing its oh-so-pleasurable ministrations between his thighs. He squirmed, trying to get Heero's fingers deeper, wanting him to touch that place inside him. Heero let out a long, low chuckle that sounded like a great cat purring. All he had to do was thrust his fingers in fast and deep, finding that little nub with unerring accuracy, and Duo came. Heero stroked Duo's side as his trembling slowed and stopped. He idly wondered if life with Heero would always be like this. Him unable to catch his breath. Now he wanted to take a nap more than get up and face the day. He shifted a little and realized Heero was still aroused. He flushed and shifted a little more, feeling that hard length slide against his hip. "Mm, don't do that," Heero murmured. "I'll be tempted to take you even though you asked me so nicely not to." Just yesterday you were all hesitant. What happened to that? Duo wondered, rolling onto his other side. He smiled. "There are other ways for me to take care of it." He slid down Heero's body and kissed Heero's strong thigh. He felt muscle jump under his lips. Heero sat up, making room for Duo. He'd tried this last night, but Heero's impatience had ended his exploring before he'd really grown comfortable with the idea of taking Heero in his mouth. He licked up the big vein before gripping around the base and wrapping his lips around the tip. Heero's hips twitched up a little, expression one of a man overcome by sensation. He watched Duo through slitted eyes as Duo squeezed and drew his fist up, trying to push some of that strange, intoxicating liquid out of him. Heero gave a low, strangled sound as Duo worked his tongue into the slit, sucking hard. He lowered his mouth so he could suck harder, now massaging under the head with the flat of his tongue. It wasn't long before he felt Heero's thighs begin to quiver. "Duo . . ." Heero groaned. Though Duo knew what would happen (he vividly remembered the heat of Heero coming inside him last night), it still managed to catch him by surprise when Heero came. He couldn't swallow it all, but he gave it his best. It still felt like a lot escaped and ran down his chin and throat. He couldn't decide what it tasted like, but for some reason he really liked it. Heero cupped his chin and gently lifted. "Keep that up and you're going to be perfect at that in no time. No one has ever made me come so quickly and easily." Duo knew he flushed scarlet. "Um . . . we should . . ." Smiling, Heero swung his legs over the edge of the bed and rose. He gathered Duo in his arms and lifted him as though he were a featherweight. "Bathe?" he finished. Duo nodded. "We can't make those sorcerers wait forever." Heero shrugged. "Sure we can. I sealed the barrier the instant they stepped inside. They can't leave until I unseal it." Blinking, Duo settled his arms around Heero's neck. "Why? And when, for that matter." "While you slept," Heero replied. "And because I could." He smirked. Despite the undercurrent of urgency he felt, Duo didn't try to hurry Heero through bathing and dressing. The Black King then led them down to the kitchens where they enjoyed a liesurely breakfast. Duo knew it was all intentional, so he chatted with the cook and a few serving girls while they ate. Heero sent one for the chamberlain. The man arrived quickly, bowing low to his king. "Your Majesty? Have you need of something?" Not even mentioning the sorcerers who were waiting somewhere in the castle. Duo wondered if everyone in Corai had Heero's dark sense of humor. Not that it didn't give him equal pleasure to make the sorcerers wait and wonder and hopefully squirm. "Yes," Heero said. "I want you to see to this yourself, and make sure it's completed with all possible haste. Duo despises the castle livery, and I have realized as well it is quite drab. Arrange for a dozen seamstresses to begin making new livery. In blue and gray and white." Despised, Duo thought with a little smile, was a strong word. Disliked, certainly. The chamberlain sat opposite them, whipping out a case with parchment, an ink bottle, and a quill. He looked up at Duo. "Please tell me in greater detail what you would like, my queen." Duo shifted, still not sure what to make of being called 'queen' by the chamberlain and the royal guard. They didn't treat him like a woman, so he wasn't sure whether to be insulted or flattered. He didn't have to look to see the wide smirk on Heero's face. Jerk. The chamberlain made notes of Duo's descpriptions, nodding the while. "Excellent. You have marvelous taste. While we're discussing matters such as these, may I make a suggestion?" "Of course," Duo said. "The castle is entirely too dark and drab." He looked at Heero. "It should be a reflection of your resplendence, Majesty, and that of your soon-to-be-queen. I would like to replace all the drapes and tapestries and bring in some large rugs. I would also like to refit the royal guard with more appropriate armor. I believe your crest should be emblazoned, not the generic symbol of Corai. Further, I believe it is high past time Duo had one of his own. The people will more readily accept his authority when you do, Your Majesty." The satisfaction on Heero's face wasn't plain, but Duo could see it. "I agree." He took Duo's hand in his and kissed the back. "Have you considered your own royal crest, my love? What you would like it to look like?" Duo blinked. "No," he answered. That had never even occurred to him. "But give me a little time and I'll create one." "Let me know when you're ready to proceed, and I'll have it created right away, my queen," the chamberlain said, making sure the ink was dry before rolling up his parchments and tucking them back into his case. He gave Duo a small smile. "It is my pleasure to serve you." He rose and bowed to Heero. "I will see to these matters right away." "Chamberlain," Heero said. "Where are the sorcerer intruders?" The man blinked. "Why, I believe they are still out in the courtyard, awaiting yours and your queen's leisure," he replied. "They are not invited guests, and it would be disprespectful to treat them as such." Duo nearly swallowed his tongue in a fit of giggles. It was pouring rain and freezing cold, and they'd been made to wait? He managed to control his unkind mirth. "You had better not stray into reading our very thoughts, Chamberlain," he said with a little grin, "elsewise I will have to elevate you to the status of His Majesty." Heero snorted. "Thank you, Chamberlain. I will send for you when I am ready to see them." "Very good, Your Majesty," the chamberlain said, bowing again. "I will bring my selections to you when I've found some I believe will suit your taste, my queen." Duo simply nodded, and the man left. He propped his elbows on the table and rested his chin on them. "Why does he call me that? I'm not a woman, and it's not like I'll be queen. I'm your consort." Heero gave him an inscrutable look. "Right?" The king broke into a little grin. "I suppose I should tell you before the actual event. Duo, kings take consorts when they expect to marry another. I will never touch another woman as long as I live. You will be my bride, and I fully intend to give you the title Queen. With it, everyone in Corai will understand that you are my equal and that we rule the kingdom together." After a moment of startled silence, Duo gave him a sweet smile. "All right, but if anyone calls me 'my lady' I will kill them and then you." Laughing quietly, Heero drew Duo into a brief embrace. He pressed a kiss to Duo's forehead and released him. "I don't mean to treat you like a woman, and I don't see you as such. But what if the populace became confused if you were called 'King' as well?" "I believe you," Duo said, squeezing Heero's hand. "Besides, Corai has only one king, their beloved Black King. I think I would feel strange being known as King Duo al'Yuy." "Duo sa'Yuy," Heero corrected softly. "You are not my slave any the longer, my love." Yes I am, Duo thought, snuggling into Heero's arms. I'm even more firmly enslaved by you than ever. But the instrument of my enslavement isn't a document. It is simply you. And that was something to which he would happily submit. o0o 0o0 It was almost noon when Heero finally descended into the audience hall. He had members of his royal guard stand between the mammoth pillars all the way to the door, armed and garbed in full armor. Because there was only one throne, Heero chose to sit on the top step of the dias at Duo's side rather than make Duo stand at his side or sit as his feet. That way there could be no mistaking that Duo was his equal. In every way. The chamberlain didn't even announce the sorcerers. Insulting them every way he could. Heero hid his smirk that the three men looked bedraggled and pathetic. Putting on a cold and uninterested expression, he watched them approach the dias and halt at its base. The Red was tall and skinny, one of the Blues was short and pudgy, and the third Blue was young. He looked almost as young as Duo. And quite attractive, really, with pitch black hair and bright green eyes. "Heero Yuy," the Red began in a pompous voice, "you are hereby ordered to submit to the will of the Silent Order and surrender yourself and your slave immediately to the Tower for - " "Slave?" Heero interrupted mildly. "The only slaves here are you, sorcerer. If you are referring to Duo, I'll warn you once. Speak of my fiance with the respect he is due." The Red and older Blue both looked shocked and scandalized, but the young Blue merely looked startled. "How dare you!" the fat Blue sputtered. "You actually freed him, a filthy Black, the worst threat to this world we've ever - " "Be silent," Heero said quietly. That was all, but it shut the man up as if Heero had ripped his throat out. He slowly rose to his feet. "You are used to dealing with the soft, plump lords of the north. You are in Corai now, and there is no one who will save you." He stopped in front of the Red, who was shorter than him by about a fingerwidth. "You will be thrown in the dungeons until I decide what to do with you." He stopped in front of the young Blue. "And so will you." He stopped in front of the fat Blue. "You will be hung for speaking of my consort in such a way, after I gave you fair warning." They all went white, and Heero signalled to his guard. "Wait," Duo said, placing a hand on Heero's arm. He looked at the young Blue. "I don't remember you at the Tower." The Blue shook his head. "No, but I remember you." Duo's gaze pierced through the other boy. "You feel different than these two. I can feel you hate the collar, even though you bury it." The boy swallowed. Reaching over, Duo laid his palm flat on the device. "I can remove it if you wish." The other two sorcerers immediately clamored about like fools. A guard grabbed them both, dragging them away from Duo and the young Blue. Heero watched the tableau with increasing interest. "Yes," the Blue whispered. "I wish that." There was a slight pause, then with a faint crack the collar popped open and clattered noisily to the floor. The three sorcerers stared at it, two wearing identical expressions of horror. Then the newly freed youth whirled and attacked the Red, hitting him right in the face. "I hate you!" he snarled. "I hate you! I despise you! All I ever wanted was freedom or a kind master and you granted me neither!" It took three guards to haul the writhing, snarling youth off the red, whose nose was obviously broken. "Your Majesty!" the boy panted. "Please, please hang them both! That one doesn't deserve to live any more than the other!" Heero nodded to the guard. "Take them to the dungeons. There's no need to treat them gently." As they were hauled away, the Blue slumped to the floor and sat awkwardly. He looked up at Duo. "Your master must be kind. He called you his consort. Let me be his sorcerer, too." Heero didn't recognize the sad, angry look on Duo's face as he knelt in front of the other boy. "Do you see a collar around my throat?" he demanded softly. "I am not a slave, and neither are you. You are free." The youth looked so despairing. "Where will I go? I will be collared again by the Tower in days." "Then stay here," Heero said, kneeling by Duo's side. "You will be protected by the same barrier that currently hinders you. The Tower already knows Duo is a Black, but do they have any idea about me?" The youth shook his head. "They were preparing for at least Green or Blue." "I, too, am Black," Heero said, allowing a savage smile. "I plan to do more than conquer my neighboring kingdoms. I will tear the Tower down and crush it into dust." "All I have to do is modify the barrier a little to allow you to use your magic inside it, too," Duo picked up. "If you stay here, you will be free. If you wish to leave, I will teach you how to shield yourself so the Tower will never find you again." Those green, green eyes stared up at Duo in apparent shock and desperate hope. "There's nothing for me in this world. I'll stay and add my strength to your barrier if you will allow me to help you bring down the Tower." Heero nodded. "Of course. What is your name? A king ought to know the names of his soldiers." The youth nodded. "Salyn al'Sho - Salyn Durash, Your Majesty." Heero smiled. "Welcome to Corai, Salyn Durash." He caught Duo's eye and knew his love was thinking the same thing as him. It seems the formation of my sorcerer army has begun.
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