Moments II – Gaiden
A/N: This is a short spin off story of "Moments II". It was also inspired by some of the readers' request to read about Alexander and Hephaistion making out under the influence of purple Kush.
Prompt: Crime and Punishment
Title: The Perfect Punishment for a Crime of Passion
"No! Alexander!"
"Please, Hephaistion, I am begging you!"
"No is no!"
"Why are you so edgy? What is bothering you?"
"Nothing!"
Hephaistion pushed Alexander to the side, and stormed out of the room. Alexander frowned when he saw a lurking fear in Hephaistion's eyes as he passed him. Ever since Alexander had announced the mass wedding, Hephaistion had been irritated more easily and frequently.
"That is it!" Alexander finally made a connection. "Hephaistion must be nervous about the wedding; more precisely, about the wedding night. I can understand, because this is his first marriage after all. Humm, what can I do to relieve his anxiety though? Oh, yes! This might work, no, should work! "
Alexander grinned widely with his brilliant idea, and called the eunuch in.
'Bagoas! Come here right this moment!'
He then hurried to Hephaistion's chamber by dragging Bagoas behind who was almost running to keep up with the King.
"May I come in, Hephaistion?"
"Why ask? You are already in."
"Right! I need to talk to you."
"Make it short. I have too much to do."
Hephaistion grumbled while eyeballing a mound of letters on his desk.
"Do you remember when I listened to Bagoas and almost got killed?"
"Yes, you were silly and careless for provoking the enemy unnecessarily."
"And, I received the punishment from you?"
"You deserved it."
"True, but we have not punished Bagoas yet."
"You mean I have not."
Alexander ignored Hephaistion's response, and explained his plan.
"No, not now, Alexander. I do not have time for that. Look at all these letters of appeal that I have to go through."
Alexander grabbed all the letters on Hephaistion's desk, and threw them into the brazier. They quickly caught on fire.
"What are you …!"
"There! There are no more letters to go through. Don't worry Hephaistion, they will write again if it is that important for them."
Hephaistion sighed heavily and sank into the chair. He knew that there was no use fighting with Alexander once the King had made up his mind.
"I will see you at the cottage in a few, Hephaistion. Come, Bagoas!"
With this, Alexander left Hephaistion's room almost skipping merrily.
oooOooo
Late that evening, Bagoas sat at the table in the small annex that was attached to the cottage. He placed a papyrus in front of him, and picked up a pen in his hand. And then, he looked inside of the cottage through a small glass window ready to write. The fire was lit in the stone hearth, and fur was spread on the carpeted floor to add extra softness. He saw Alexander throw several heads of purple Kush into the fire.
After a magical night in the cave of Hindu Kush, Alexander brought back some purple Kush with him. He mostly had his surgeons use it to reduce the pain of the patients, but he had not forgotten the other effects it had caused on their bodies. They must have had amazing sex, but alas, neither Alexander nor Hephaistion had remembered the details.
Therefore, Alexander had ordered Bagoas to watch them and describe every single movement while they made love. He told Hephaistion that it was a punishment for Bagoas, but at the same time, he hoped that it would help to ease Hephaistion's growing anxiety.
Bagoas' cheeks flushed with anticipation. He had peeked at them before when they were together all by themselves, but this was the first time that he had been given permission to watch them openly. He dipped the pen in ink, and started to write as Alexander had instructed him.
oooOooo
Alexander and Hephaistion both propped up on their elbows on the fur, facing to each other still fully clothed. As soon as the purple smokes filled the room, they became visibly relaxed.
"Whose idea was it to have a fire in the middle of the summer anyway? It is too hot!"
Hephaistion complained.
"Take your clothes off then."
Alexander suggested while taking off his own robe. Hephaistion struggled as his long hair was caught on an ornament in the process.
"Damn it!"
Hephaistion cursed and Alexander was quickly there to help.
"Is that better?"
"Yes, but now I am hungry. I don't understand though, because I just had a supper before coming here."
Hephaistion complained again while stretching on his stomach, and slightly pushing up his perfectly round bottom in the air.
"Boy, you are demanding tonight." Alexander chuckled as he lightly slapped Hephaistion's bottom. "Allow me."
The king stood up to get a tray of fruits. He set it on the floor by them, and picked up a piece of melon wedge.
"Turn around."
As Hephaistion lazily turned himself on his back, Alexander pushed the fruit in between Hephaistion's lips. A streak of Juice ran down from the corner of Hephaistion's mouth. Before it even reached to his jaw, Alexander darted out his tongue and caught the droplet.
"It tickles"
Hephaistion laughed and squirmed as Alexander continued to lick his throat. Alexander's hot wet tongue moved down to the collarbone, and sucked the thin soft skin, then lingered around Hephaistion's hard nipple making the Chiliarch's laugh turn into desperate moans.
Hephaistion wrapped his legs around Alexander's waist to pull him closer seeking more sensation. They devoured each other with hungry lips while their impatient oil coated fingers roamed over each other's heated parts. Their gorgeous bodies glittered in the glow of the fire.
Alexander sat down and pulled Hephaistion up on his lap. He balanced one of Hephaistion's legs on his shoulder to get an easier access to the sacred entrance. Hephaistion supported himself by wrapping his arms around Alexander's neck, and nuzzled against it.
Bagoas had to stop for a moment to calm his breathing, and wipe his sweaty palms. Yet, his eyes never left Alexander and Hephaistion. He had never imagined that his Greek god's body could be so flexible. But again, he was a god. He picked up the pen, and continued.
Alexander teased Hephaistion's entrance with the tip of his erection.
"Alexander … Please …"
Hephaistion pleaded between pants, his cheeks were flushed, his lips were slightly parted, and his brows were clouded as if he was in pain. Alexander did not wait for another plea; he slowly pushed into him. With a contented moan Hephaistion dug his nails into Alexander's rippled back.
Once he was fully buried into Hephaistion, Alexander leaned back a little further. Hephaistion's hands slipped away from Alexander's neck. He placed them behind him on either side of Alexander's thighs to support himself. Hephaistion then put his other leg over Alexander's shoulder and arched back his throat.
They moved as if they were two waves, one traveling to the shore, and the other coming back from the shore. They collided half way, slowly and gently at the beginning and gradually increasing the speed and intensity. Hephaistion's hard muscles in his thighs undulated and rippled against Alexander.
The motion lasted forever. They slowed down just before the climax would have taken over, and repeated it over again. Finally, with synchronized urgent cries, their bodies went rigid, then collapsed onto the floor heaving heavily. As soon as their breathing became almost normal, Alexander crawled over to Hephaistion to claim his lips. As their kisses deepened, their hungry bodies were already equipped for another round.
Bagoas put his pen down, and whispered to himself.
"Wow, this is too much even for me. Wait! Didn't Alexander tell me that the reason why he wanted me to describe their lovemaking was because they did not remember what they did last time when they were under the influence, right? Great! It means they won't remember if I had joined them."
Bagoas giggled, and entered the cottage. What he did not realize was that he would not remember the night with his Greek god in the morning either, except waking up naked and lying with Alexander and Hephaistion, and trying to recall desperately what he had missed to remember. What a perfect punishment for a crime of passion!