Nights In The Desert

BL Cassim x Alibaba

Author Note:

I have been wondering about this paaring for a long time now. I watched the anime with my friend who also made me watch attack on titan, so we both kind of fell for this beautiful combination. I thought about three different moments in their time line in which I could interfere but as I couldn't decide which one I decided to make this one a three chaptered fic.

As always if you can find any kind of mistake please contact me I'll be glad to correct them. This fanfic contains some spoilers for episodes: 8 and then have fun reading this little piece of imagination.

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Part 1 - A Stolen Moment

It was hard. It was hard living in the palace. He felt as if he didn't belong there but where did he belong to? The slums? No not anymore Cassim had made it clear that the slums weren't his home anymore. Cassim… He missed him no… he craved him. His smile, his touch, the safety in his words. He was his friend and brother, but when he left they were nothing more than people who were to different to get along.

Alibaba sighed and looked around in his room. It was so big. Twice the size of his old home. He could fit all the kids of the slums in this room, he could give them a home, some security in their lives. He wanted to help Cassim back then, but he denied his request so he had to stand by and watch how all those kids suffered. But that was back then, now he could get this power, the influence to make the slums a better place.

He just had to improve to earn the right to be called prince. He knew how his brothers thought of him, he knew that his mother was his weak part. But he himself never saw her as weak part more like his hidden strength. His mother and his life in the slums had made him a better person. Someone who knew the value of money and family. He would never decide a new law without thinking about the consequences.

He was thinking too much again, he realized as he watched the stars glimmer in the night sky. He should take a break of this serious life he momentarily lived. So he slipped away of the palace using a secret tunnel to finally visit the slums again. His home and Cassim. Something inside him flattered as he remembered his tanned friend. What would he say? Would he still be there?

He followed the streets that led him closer and closer to his old home. But he was confused, usually you could already hear the people talk, even at night you could hear children play or parents yell at each other. His steps slowed down as he reached his destination… Or what was left from it. It was gone, all houses that made the slums were gone. Only the big tree was left there, remembering him of his childhood, realizing that he hadn't turned wrong that this was indeed the right place.

First shocked from this unexpected emptiness he walked closer to the tree suddenly catching a movement behind it. His eyes widened as he set sight on his friend. He was taller than in his memories and dressed in better clothes. His hair had gotten longer but still there was this handsome face that he punched the last time they met.

"Cassim. C-Cassim it's you right? It's been a long time", he said winking a little awkward.

He could see Cassim hesitate, but then his face lit up and he smiled brightly: "Hey, if it isn't Alibaba. Long time no see"

Then he starts to laugh. But not the melodic version he used to have it sounded weird, forced maybe? But he didn't really care, his friend was in front of him breathing and not trying to punch him. He was relieved and smiled.

Somehow they ended up in a bar drinking some wine and talking about the time they had spent apart. Alibaba told him about his stressful life and all the thing he suffered. The alcohol made him open up and even more depressed.

"Cassim… I really wished you were there some times. I feel so damn lonely in that palace. It seems everybody just waits for me to fail miserably so they could sent me back to the slums… Or wherever they can think of."

"Alibaba you think too hard of yourself. I always knew you were different then I… better. You fit being a prince."

The blond smirked and drank the last bit of the wine in his glass. "I should head back, even though I don't wish to part with you…"

"How did you come here in the first place?" Cassim asked and Alibaba smiled about his cleverness: "Through tunnels"

"Like old times then" the dark haired man said and smiled about the memory of both of them fighting over the white flag.

As the soon to be prince stood he almost fell back in his place. He touched his head and groaned: "Damn I really shouldn't drink with you"

The taller one smirked and then lifted himself from his seat. He slipped an arm around Alibabas waist and guided him out of the bar. The smaller one blushed at his touch, maybe it was the wine or his hormones, either way the touch felt both hot and ticklish.

"Come on buddy, where are those tunnels? I don't want to cause a commotion dragging you through the front gates"

The smaller one despite the state he was in led the way and soon they arrived in Alibabas room. The older boy lay him down on his bed and whistled impressed at the décor of the room.

"You sure are rich now"

"No I'm not… Say Cassim?"

"Yeah?"

"Is it normal to feel this… hot after drinking?"

"Did you never drink before?" the older one asked and looked to the younger. The boy was all blushed and panted slightly. His clothes were a little ruffled and his trousers had slipped almost down his hips, revealing more of his soft skin.

Cassim gulped and tried to look somewhere else then the fuckable boy in front of him. Damn if he looks like this after drinking, how did he look after sex? He shook his head and tried to get the image out of his mind: The blond screaming in ecstasy and cum splattered on his stomach.

"No…" Alibaba answered and pulled him out of his dirty mind.

"It will pass, just sleep." Cassim assured him and tried to leave but the smaller one hold him by his wrist.

He turned around and suddenly he could feel a pair of wet lips on his. He froze and looked to Alibaba in shock but then relaxed and returned the kiss. He was too drunk to probably remember this anyway. But as the small hands outlined his muscled and caressed his lower part though his pants, he broke the kiss and pushed Alibaba into the bed.

"We shouldn't let this go any further", he almost growled trying to hold himself back.

"Why?" the blond mumbled with half-lidded lust-filled eyes

"Because you're drunk and I have somewhere to go."

"Fine…" Alibaba mumbled and the older almost chuckled as he realized that the smaller one was already drifting into sleep.

"We continue the next time we see each other", the tanned man said and left the room, an evil intend in his mind…