Title: Summer storms, sleepless nights, and you…

Author: kira

Characters: Soma/Agni

Rating: M

Words: 1251

Prompt: One wild night

Summary: Soma, unable to sleep because of a violent storm, seeks refuge in Agni's bed…

Author's note: Based on Casper-san's Citrus table…

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A summer storm raged outside, occasionally shaking the townhouse whenever a large streak of lightening struck close by. Soma lay in his bed, wide awake and feeling very much like he was in the middle of a battle field. He hated nights like this as they made him feel small and insignificant as well as terribly lonely. When a crack of thunder sounded like it was just outside his room, he threw back the blankets and got up out of bed, lit his bedside candle and left his room. Padding softly through the townhouse he went in search of the servants' quarters.

It did not take long for the Bengali prince to find the room he was looking for. Standing just outside of it, he knocked, getting no answer. "Agni…?"Soma said softly as he opened the door to his servant's room. "I can't sleep." He jumped when another peal of thunder shook the townhouse. "Agni?"

"Yes, my prince…" Agni yawned as he sat up. "Is there something wrong?" There was a time when he would have leapt up out of bed, begging forgiveness for not coming quickly to Soma's aid, bit now that the line between master and servant had been blurred, he felt comfortable remaining in bed.

"I can't sleep. It's worse than monsoon season." Soma tensed when a flash of lightening lit up the room. A few seconds later, thunder rumbled loudly.

Agni sighed, and holding up the covers, he beckoned Soma to his bed. "Come, you can stay here."

The young prince did not need to be told twice. Just as he set his candle down on the dresser, there was another clap of thunder. Soma blew out the candle, and he was quick to climb in bed, snuggling close to his man-servant.

"Are you alright, Prince Soma?"

"Yeah…" the seventeen year old said softly. He was tense and every time there was a peal of thunder, he nearly jumped out of his skin.

"Are you sure, my prince?" Agni held him close as he marveled at how the seventeen year old was brave enough to live his home in search of his missing nursemaid, yet trembled like a shy virgin on her wedding night over a simple storm.

"No…" Soma whispered. "When I was little, I was always alone at night… I hated monsoon season… The heavy rains, the loud thunder…" He shuddered, and closing his eyes, he held onto Agni as if his life depended on it.

"What about Meena?"

"She had to sleep in the servants' quarters."

"I see…"

"I wish it would stop so I can sleep… I hate it!" Soma whined as it continued to rain heavily outside.

"Sssh… it's just a summer storm, like the monsoons back home." Agni rubbed little comforting circles on the prince's back.

"I know…" Soma sighed softly. "But I hate them too!" He pouted.

"Would you like me to try and distract you from the noise, so you can sleep?"

"You would do that for me?"

"I would do anything for you, my prince."

"Really…?" Soma looked up at him.

"Yes…" Agni, tilting his head downwards, kissed the young prince on the forehead. It was all the encouragement Soma needed and it was not long before he had moved to blanket his man-servant, who had recently become his lover. They kissed as Agni's hands wandered down the length of Soma's back to cup his bottom.

Straddling Agni's hips as he sat up, Soma reached down for the hem of his kurta pajama top, lifting the soft cotton shirt over his head. Rolling it into a ball, he tossed it onto the floor. He leaned forward, capturing his older lover's lips with his own. Even though he was still somewhat tense as the storm continued to rage outside, the young prince found himself relaxing under his lover's gentle touch.

Agni traced the lines of one of the henna tattoos that adorned his beloved prince's body. He recalled the long, slow process of anointing his skin with oil, and painting them on and waiting for them to dry. Then there was the fun they had had brushing the dried henna off, which had led to a wild night of unbridled passion. And judging by the way Soma was grinding his bottom against Agni hips, he had the feeling this was going to be a repeat of that night. If only I wasn't so tired…Hmmm… I wonder if you'll be happy if I simply pleasure you for a change…

When the prince leaned forward to kiss him again, Agni seized the moment. Wrapping his arms around his young lover, he rolled them over so that Soma was lying on his back. They kissed, and breaking it, Agni trailed a line of butterfly kisses down his young lover's jaw and throat. He went lower, nipping and sucking Soma's left nipple until the tiny nub of flesh was rock hard, before moving onto the right.

"Ag…niii…" Soma moaned softly, his little cries of pleasure a soft countermelody to the storm raging outside. He was painfully hard, and each gentle caress his lover gave him sent waves of pleasure down his spine to gather in his cock. It was all he could do to delay his release as Agni tugged on the strings of his pajama bottoms. Closing his eyes, Soma fisted the sheets while his lover slowly removed the thin cotton pants.

Taking his beloved's cock in hand, Agni stroked it a few times before engulfing it in his mouth. He could tell by the taste, it would not be long before the prince reached his peak. Bobbing his head up and down, he flicked his tongue against all the places he knew gave Soma the most pleasure, while teasing his tight entrance with the fingers of his left hand.

Unable to hold back any longer, Soma moaned loudly as he climaxed.

Agni drank his young lover's essence the same way his namesake drank soma for his immortal soul. He pulled away; pausing briefly to lick the remains of the prince's spent lust from the tip of his cock, before sitting up. When another peal of thunder shook the room and Soma barely flinched, he said with a touch of amusement in his voice, "Feeling more relaxed and distracted now?"

"Yes…"the prince breathlessly replied.

"Good," Agni said, pulling his kurta up and over his head, and tossing it onto the floor. His pajama bottoms soon followed. He moved back into bed, pulling the blanket up and he lay down next to his beloved prince. "Come, my prince, let's sleep."

Soma snuggled up next to him. He sleepily said as he stroked his lover's semi-flaccid cock, "What about you, Agni? I hoped to give you a wild night of passion."

Agni nuzzled his cheek. "Tonight was for your pleasure, my prince."

"Thank you, Agni…" Soma whispered against his lover's lips, before kissing him.

"Thank you?"

"Yes… Have you not told me it's important to thank one's lover for the gift of pleasure?"

"Yes, but I am your servant, my prince."

"True, but here in your bed we are lovers… there is no prince and servant," Soma said impishly.

Agni chuckled. "Yes…" He kissed the seventeen year old. "Sleep well, my love…"

"You too…"

Despite the heat, they lay entwined in each other's arms, listening to the rain. Like Soma's passion, the storm seemed sated, having eased up to a gentle rainfall. They slowly fell asleep as the night inched its way towards dawn…