DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own The Secret Saturdays, I am simply a fan. All wrights go to the series' writers and creators
Rating: R
Pairing: Argost x Munya
Last Words: enjoy the story, I hope to have more up later since this is my fave pairing
Argost sat on the couch infront of the fireplace, deppression overtook him and he was paler then usual, if that was even possible, dark shadows formed under his eyes and he hadn't eaten in days. Such behaviour was unusual, even for the strange and ghostly man, though he seemed content to sit before the fire just as he was, occasionly reading a few anciant thomes, or some books on mythology. He knew his servant worried for him but some how he didn't care, he had lost his usual energy and an even more grave and macabre man sat alone, reading through a book of french legends and folktales of old, unaware of the man watching him, a sad look upon his features. Munya was mentally punishing himself for not knowing what was wrong with his master, having tried everything he could think of to interest the demonic looking man.
Argost set his current book aside and stretched his arms, yawning and crackling his bones. Munya got a sick joy out of the sound of bones popping and snapping, but it was not there today, he was too worried for the health and sanity of his poor master. Argost stood from his place of contentment for the past few hours, and staggerd off to his room, a slight limp defining his usually smooth and unnaturally graceful stride, Munya feared that his master was letting his age catch up to him as he watched the dear man limp off to his room near the back of his mansion. When Argost finally reached his room at the end of a long and dark hall he slowly eased the door open and soon shut it behind himself and made his way to the double wide king sized bed which measured 12" by 14", but still, didn't even take up very much of the half of the room that it was in. Munya followed after his solom master and waited outside in case any ill fated sounds were to escape from the room, so that on a moment's notice he could move in to aid his master.
Argost rid himself of his cloak, shoes, and shirt, placing them in a hamper in the bathroom that connected to his room, soon he was back on his bed and fell fast asleep. Munya's fears soon gave way to sweet peace as he heard his master's low and easy breathing from just outside the door, thanks to his acute senses; when he stepped into the room a peaceful sight met his eyes, Argost lay there asleep on his bed, his slow and even breath causing his scarred chest to rise and fall in a smooth and steady motion. The silent man cherrished moments like these, The look on his master's face was so peaceful, it was like watching a fallen angel. Argost stirred in his sleep, sensing someone's eyes on him, still he refused to let such a simple matter tear him from his peaceful slumber, though It did somewhat startle him when his silent watcher began to stroke his Snowy white mane.
Munya noticed his master's sudden tensing and froze, he had never intended to wake the tired man, but he couldn't bare to see him so depressed, and though he would never openly admit it, he actually, dare he say it?, loved the man. Argost turned over to face the intruder who was stroking his hair, only to come face to face with his sweet servent, his face reddening slightly. Munya smiled at Argost noticing a light brushing of pink come over his sunken in cheeks. A sudden boldness overtook Munya and he soon found himself kissing Argost, he quickly pulled away though and apologized, his face turning red, praying that the older male wouldn't hate him for it, only to be shook from his silent pleas by a pair of white lips pressing themselves against his own pale ones. "Am I to assume that you where the one stroking my hair ever so lovingly?" Argost cooed as he broke apart the kiss for a moment, beconing his servent to join him on the bed, next to him.
Munya smiled and sat next to his master, The older male leaned over and rested his head against Munya's chest. "So what has my beloved master feeling so down lately?" Munya asked sympathetically, his voice deep and gravily, Argost sighed tiredly and nuzzled munya's broad chest "Our line of work is lonely" Argost said hollowly. Munya nodded, indeed they both led dark and lonely lives, "Munya, would you care to know one of this gaunt old man's greatest secrets?" Argost asked, not really expecting an answer. Munya smiled "Do tell dear master" he purred, Argost smiled nervously "I......I love you", he whispered, waiting for the harsh reality of rejection to set in.
In place of the expected cold hearted slap from the other's hand, the older male received a warm pair of lips meeting his, and a large, strong, warm arm wrapping around his waist. Munya broke the kiss apart for a small second and whisperd "I love you to". Argost Leaned in and their lips met again, Munya ran his tongue across the other's bottom lip, asking for entrance, Argost parted his lips and allowed the other to slip his tongue in; Munya let his tongue wander along the inside of Argost's mouth, which suprisingly tasted of strawberries and apples, Argost moaned as Munya's hot tongue explored every inch of his mouth. Munya was cought off gaurd by his shirt being removed by a set of clawed and nimble fingers, Argost chuckled darkly as he saw the slightly shocked look on his servant's face.
Munya wouldn't be dominated so easily though, and honestly Argost had no intentions of doing so; Munya growled lowely as he pushed Argost down onto the bed, straddling his hips, throwing his black under shirt to the ground, flexing his muscles slightly, hoping to brighten his Lover's spirits by showing off his well toned body. Argost smiled darkly, startling Munya by pulling him down over him, crashing their lips together as he slipped one of his skillful hands below the hem of his lover's pants, squeezing his ass, before moving said hand to stroke Munya's hardend member. Munya groaned, breaking apart the kiss, caught off gaurd by the enticing movements of his master's hand. Argost soon had both of his thumbs hooked on the waist of Munya's pants and boxers, shedding him of the binding fabrics with one swift motion. Munya smirked when he saw the dark red blush painted across Argost's face, at the sight before him. Argost gulped quietly, he could feel the heat rushing to his face, as one thought ran repeatedly through his 'I won't be able to walk for days after this', It was a simple thought, and one that easily distracted him from Munya, who had already shed him of what was left of his clothing.
Argost gasped lightly, as he felt two large wet fingers push into his entrance, Munya smirked at his lover's reaction as he began to stretch his tight entrance. Munya inserted another finger as he continued to stretch his lover's entrance, enjoying the low moans of pleasure coming from the older male. Argost whimpered lightly as he felt Munya completely remove his fingers, only to have them replaced by the tip of his lover's aching member, rubbing against him, Argost spread his legs a bit wider to allow better access as Munya slowly pushed in. Argost opend his mouth in a silant moan as munya steadily pushed into him, he dug his claws into the fabrics on the bed as he tried to relax and ease the pain. When Munya was fully sheathed within his lover he held his place, allowing him to better adjust, he looked down at his master's slightly pained face, his fangs and scrunched nose adding to the feral nature of his pale features. Munya, ran one of his hands through his master's mane "are you ok?" he asked, concern evident in his deep gravilly voice, Argost nodded as pleasure began to over take the pain. Soon argost let out a low moan, letting Munya know he was ready. Munya nodded and began a slow steady rythm, groaning as he thrust in and out of his Lover's tight ass; picking up the pace, he began to thrust harder and faster, soon pounding into him and ravaging his body. Argost moaned as waves pleasure tore through him, his backing arching as he let out another loud moan. The sounds of their love making echoing through halls of the mansion, Munya let out a growl of a moan, Argost Howled with pleasure his climax approaching fast, a few more thrusts and Argost came, his msucles tightening, causing Munya to follow suit.