O Rose, Thou Art Sick
DISCLAMER: Okay, I think by now we all know that Aladdin and Co. are property of Disney. Randri, and any other character here you don't recognize, is an invention of MINE! MINE MINE MINE! Mwuahahahahaha!!!! Nah, you can use 'em if you want. Lord knows I'm guilty of having stolen a few characters in my time. *grins sheepishly* Please, I would appreciate any reviews you wish to give, but I will NOT read any flamers. I have done my best to make this a tasteful story, yet still sexually vibrant. Please tell me if you approve. The title of this story comes from the poem The Sick Rose by William Blake. Forgive my rambling at the end of this, but I COULDN"T help myself. This poem is just too beautiful.
Aladdin jumped behind the peacock water spout to avoid the water pouch Jasmine threw playfully at him. The package burst when it hit the ground but didn't manage to even moisten it's target. "Ha! Is that the best you got princess?" he yelled back and launched one of the bags at her. Jasmine squealed as it made contact and burst over her head.
The pretty young woman laughed in enjoyment and picked up another one. "Oh your going to get it for that street rat." She ran over to nail him with on and was surprised to find he wasn't behind the fountain. "Now where di.eeek!" she stood straight up and squealed as ice cold liquid made it down the back of her harem pants. "You.!" she yelled as Aladdin landed on the green grass and waved cheekily at her.
"Come and catch me!" he challenged and ran to refill some of the pouches. "Abu, here!" he tosses some of them to his monkey friend and the furry animal chattered as he ran to pour water inside.
"Genie." Jasmine called out. "Water gun now." She pointed in the direction Aladdin was running.
Genie gave a quick, grinning salute and changed into the shape of a bulbous, comical looking baby turtle. "Squirtle squirtle!" it called out and spewed a jet of clear water from it's pursed mouth. The stream hit Aladdin directly in the back, sending him sprawling over the grassy palace lawns. The turtle morph gave a triangle shaped smile as it's eyes closed into half moon shapes. "Squirtle!" it yelled triumphantly.
"Hey who's team are you on?" he yelled back as he picked himself up. "Yaaaaaa!" he dodged to the left as Genie began a rapid fire from the little turtles mouth. "Ha! Can't catch me." he moved around the back of a wall just in time to have Abu drop several sloshing bags full of cold water into his arms. "Thank Abu." He said and began sneaking around the back.
"After him genie." Jasmine and the genie/squirtle ran to where they had last seen the hero hiding.
"Just a few steps closer." Aladdin readied two big pouches as he watched the shadows on the ground draw near. "Right about."
"Now." Came a cruel familiar, voice piercing the air.
Aladdin yelled as blue-black flames caught him in the back, throwing him across the grounds and into the ponds. His head emerged from the pond and was forced to duck back under as another lightning bolt of dark energy aimed for his face. "Mozenrath!" he yelled as he came up from the water. Genie and Jasmine were already on their guard as the sorcerer gave an elegant bow and looked for all the world like a sociable fellow.
"Guards seize him!" Jasmine ordered to the few men who always kept watch over the menagerie Mozenrath mealy gave a disappointed noise and flung his power at the men. Their frail mortal bodies twisted until they were nothing more than bent and dead trees, distorting the well tended landscape of the gardens.
"Really princess, I'd have thought you knew better than that by now." He chided and began gathering power once again.
"Genie!" Aladdin tried but was to late. At Mozenrath venomous laughter he turned to find his friend becoming quickly absorbed into a jade green bottle that appeared to be made from crystal by a beautiful, young silver haired man he didn't know. Aladdin had just enough time to do a double take as he realized exactly how beautiful he was. Long flowing masses of silvery hair, bluish-green eyes that seemed to penetrate into the very depths of his soul. Even from this distance, Aladdin could tell that Mozenrath's new partner was not human. Nothing human could have such beauty!
"All...." Genie screamed as the last point of his pony-tail vanished into the green container. The scream of his dear friend snapped the former street rats attention away from the hypnotic looks of the inhuman fellow.
The young man laughed and patted the bottle. "Welcome to the team my friend." His voice was smooth and well cultured. "I'm sure my partner will find adequate uses for your powers." With that he focused his will and the bottle shrank until he could fit it easily in his pocket.
"Ah yes. Aladdin I'd like for you to meet my new friend, Randri." He gestured to the young man. "Randri, won't you introduce yourself to them?"
"Why how rude of me to forget!" Randri managed to sound genuinely appalled at his manors. He rose his hands up into the air as an amber light grew and he threw it onto the hero and his princess. It congealed around them, tightening around their bodies until their faces began to turn blue. Randri smiled with just a twinge of malice marring his face. His delicate lips curved upwards and the small points of sharp teeth appeared just along the rim, making his appearance almost feral, but no less magnificent.
Mozenrath waved his hand in some unknown signal and Randri removed the cloud, letting them fall to Mozenrath's feet, gasping for air. "Well, now that I've introduced everyone. I suppose you know what I'm going to take."
Jasmine found her voice first. "You will never have Agrabah Mozenrath! You've always tried plan after plan and you've never succeeded!" she looked over at Randri who was leaning innocently on Mozenrath's back. "What's he got that's going to change things?"
"Oh far more then you know princess." Mozenrath said with a chersire cat grin. "Far more than you know." He grabbed her around the arm and twisted it behind her back. "Now if I were you I would be a very good little princess and remain silent unless you wish for your boyfriend to come into extremely painful circumstances."
"Jasmine!" Aladdin rose from the ground. "Leave her alone you snake! And you." he pointed a deadly finger at Randri. "..whatever Mozenrath has promised you for your help, you should know he has a bad habit of breaking deals when it takes his whim."
Randri threw his head back and laughed, a sweet sound easily compared to the chiming of little silver bells. "Oh I'm not doing this for any price." The exotic man assured him. "I have an entirely different reason for assisting your friend here on this conquering campaign."
"And that would be?" Aladdin asked, desperate for any information.
Randri opened his mouth as if to respond and Mozenrath shot a silencing look at him. Aladdin caught the glance and stored it mentally, used to noticing the body language of others. They could talk about that later. "None of your business street rat!" Mozenrath shot back and Randri threw another amber beam at him.
Aladdin moved, making use of the different trees and statues around the garden to block the bolts being thrown. "Looks like you two have a lot in common. Like the inability to hit the broad side of a barn!" Aladdin taunted and hid behind a huge bronze statue of some long dead warrior.
"Why that rude little." Randri didn't finish his comment but instead threw a blazing ball of golden red magic at the statue, melting it to the ground in half a second. "Say that to my face you .!" But Mozenrath put a hand to Randri's mouth and smiled, shushing him.
"Aren't you forgetting something Aladdin? Like your beautiful young princess here?" He illustrated his point by wrenching Jasmine's arm around, making her face contort in pain, though she made no sound. "Scream, scream or I'll just make it worse." He promised and sent a lancing bolt of pain through her body. A muffled yell managed out and Aladdin stopped dead in the middle of the gardens.
"You leave her alone Mozenrath!" Aladdin grabbed a bit of the half melted statue, the arm holding a shield, and flung the at the two.
"Duck!" Mozenrath called and they flung themselves apart to avoid the hot plate. Randri rolled and stood, aiming bolts of power at the onrushing hero. Mozenrath lost control of Jasmine's wrists for a moment and grabbed hold of her foot as she tried to struggle away. "Not so fast my dear."
"You know I'm getting really tired of people always trying to kidnap the princess!" Jasmine kicked at him and threw a punch at the powerful man's face, connecting with his cheek.
Mozenrath grunted in pain but enveloped her body in blue black magic. The princess screamed, her arms invisible bound by her side as Aladdin tried to dodge in past Randri's firing. "I have had enough of these damn heros." He rose a hand and from his gauntlet flowed cloud of deadly gasses, carbon monoxide, argon, saren, twisting together and slowly headed for the sky. "Do you see that Aladdin? Do you know what the cloud is capable of?" he paused a moment, allowing Aladdin time to look of at the momentarily controlled fumes. Already the plant life around them was withering and his skin beginning to burn. "It will ravish this city, burning and destroying everything in it's wake. I will release this cloud on your pathetic city if you do not bow down now and allow yourself to be put in chains."
"Moze." Randri whispered. "Moze isn't this taking things a bit too far?" Jasmine looked up at him out of the corner of her eyes. It wasn't like Mozenrath to team up with someone who EVER though he was taking something too far. What made this man different?
"He won't let it go past this point Ran. He cares too much for the people in the town."
Aladdin looked from Jasmine, to the cloud, to Mozenrath. "All right Mozenrath. You win." He got down on his knees and put his hands behind his back, pressing his face into the ground.
"You've made the right decision Aladdin." Mozenrath gestured and the cloud began to gather itself back into the gauntlet. "Restrain him Randri." Randri took a pair of iron handcuffs from out of no where and walked over to the hero, snapping the cold metal around his wrists and hauling him up. He pushed him ford, forcing him to kneel submissively at Mozenrath's feet.
Mozenrath smiled down at him, a smile devoid of any real joy or warmpth. "You know Aladdin; I've debated long and hard about what I'm going to do to you when I'd finally caught you. And I think I've actually decided on a torture just right after all we've been through together." Maybe he was imagining things but Mozenrath could swear he saw a glint of fear in the hero's eyes. He moved his hands and two of the filthy undead mamlucks that patrolled his realms emerged from the ground. "Take him to the dungeon to await his fate." He ordered.
"Aladdin!" Jasmine screamed out, reaching for him. "You filthy monster!" she yelled and pulled a hand free just long enough to slap Mozenrath across the face. "What next? Are you going to try to marry me so you can have Agrabah by right? It's what every other male villain seems to find the best route?"
"He'd better not." Randri murmured out of the corner of his mouth as Mozenrath glared balefully at him.
"No Jasmine. I don't have any plans for you at the moment. And believe it or not I find the idea of wedding you as repulsive as you must. You don't have what it takes to keep me satisfied." His grin broadened at the final insult and he flung her into the arms of another two mamlucks. "Put her in a cell far away from her husband. Can't have the two of them collaborating to escape now can we?" Jasmine gave him a final, deadly glare as the mamlucks dragged her off into the palace.
"Oh Mozenrath." Randri's voice cut through the air of victory. "I believe the guards are angry with us." He pointed with a long finger to the oncoming group of men baring swords. "Shall I deal with them?" he asked.
Mozenrath waved his hand in permission and Randri surrounded them with a rich amber glow. The shapes of them men twisted and contorted as the changed shape into animals, some of which could be found in a jungle, other of which could be considered impossible to procure. Arhcing his ebony eyebrow, Mozenrath looked to his companion for an explanation.
"Every good monarch needs a menagerie." Randri smiled as he patted the head of one of the miniature gryphons he had transformed the guards into. The midget animal whined, obviously still in possession of it's human mind, and submitted to the man's touch.
"You and your megrims." Mozenrath muttered but smiled none the less. It suited both their natures to have something so lavish and hedonistic around. He took Randri's hand from the gryphon and kissed the palm of it delicately. "You were magnificent."
Randri blushed, the rose tint spreading across his cheeks and allowing his eyes to mist in satisfaction. "Thank you my love. But if you will remember, you did summon me for my unique magical abilities."
Mozenrath gave a deep throaty chuckle and wrapped Randri's arms around his shoulders. "Oh yes. And ended up with so much more." He pulled Randri closer and kissed him warmly, letting their tongues tangle in each others mouths for a while. For a moment, the spell of the nymph pulled the sorcerer in, letting his lust rise to nearly inhuman proportions. Randre's body was beyond comparison to any man alive. Sultry and feminine, strong and deffinatly male, and the nearly omnipotent reserve of power! Who could blame Mozenrath for being instantly attracted to him.
Randri hummed into the kiss and pulled back, catching Mozenrath's eyes. "O Rose, thou art sick/The invisible worm/That flies in the night/In the howling storm/Has found they bed/Of crimson joy/And his dark, secret love/Does thy life destroy."
The slow, sensual speech was the breaking point. Mozenrath clung to Randri's body, letting his magic revolve around them until they landed in the most lavish bedroom of the palace. "Are you trying to hint that you will be the death of me Randri?" he teased gently, pulling the detailed silver embroidered amber studded robed off him.
The nymph smiled and tossed off Mozenrath's hat, allowing the thick ebony curls to fall where they may. "Oh no my sweet beloved." he took his claws and ripped through the dark clothing, exposing the pale, delicious skin beneath. "In fact I have every intention keeping you alive as long as possible." Randri bent his head low and encircled a nipple with his tongue, drawing it in and out of his firm lips. Mozenrath's hands buried themselves in the long white locks of hair, the only contrast coming from the brown of his gauntlet.
Mozenrath pulled back, taking in Randri for a moment before forcing himself to return to business. "There is still the Sultan to take care of, though that little twit is hardly a problem, and their animal compatriots."
The male nymph pushed him away, a look of mock disgust on his handsome face. "Work work work! You despicable slave driver!"
The sorcerer couldn't help himself as a chuckle escaped his lips. "A slave driver perhaps... but with one and only one in chains."
"I'm sure the princess would disagree." Randri said a twing of jealousy in his voice.
"Bah! Pay no attention to that girl. She's so used to being able to seduce her way out of problems. It upsets her when those so called royal charms fail." Mozenrath consoled and waved his hands in the air. A sleek gray shape flew in and settled itself on his neck, hissing angrily at it's masters new partner.
The look Randri gave Xerxes was equally as hateful. "Ugh. Rath, you swore to me you'd leave that little...thing....at the Citadel." Randri sounded down right insulted at the eels presence. Being a nymph, he was unwilling to suffer anything but beauty in his vicinity. The familure was a direct violation of his nature. Besides, he strongly suggested that the thing was jealous of him taking most of Mozenrath's time.
"I know, but Xerxes is useful to me in ways that you can not be." Mozenrath stroked Xerxes across the back until he purred like a small kitten. "Are we jealousy Randri?" Mozenrath's sly voice asked as he arched his eyebrow, amused.
Randri fumed. "Jealous. Can that little snake do what I do for you at night? Does it have my powers or abilities?"
"If he did, I would be afraid." Mozenrath wrapped an arm around Randri only to have him shrug it off angrily. He sighed. Nymphs could be so damn temperamental. ~ But their power makes them worth dealing with that flighty nature. ~ "Very well. I'll handle the old man; you round up the pets and put them in the menagerie along with these beasts. "A thought occurred as Randri stalked off."Wait, somewhere around here you'll find a loud mouth scarlet parrot. Bring him directly to me." Randri gave a small snort at the order, angry that Mozenrath wasn't trying to console him more.
Mozenrath ignored him, something he was bound to regret once they were alone in the bedroom. With that parrot in his hands, finding Jafar's lab shouldn't be much of a problem. There were books in those shelves to keep him busy for the next few months! Mozenrath gave a low, cruel laugh as he strode up the red carpet to the elephant throne.
DISCLAMER: Okay, I think by now we all know that Aladdin and Co. are property of Disney. Randri, and any other character here you don't recognize, is an invention of MINE! MINE MINE MINE! Mwuahahahahaha!!!! Nah, you can use 'em if you want. Lord knows I'm guilty of having stolen a few characters in my time. *grins sheepishly* Please, I would appreciate any reviews you wish to give, but I will NOT read any flamers. I have done my best to make this a tasteful story, yet still sexually vibrant. Please tell me if you approve. The title of this story comes from the poem The Sick Rose by William Blake. Forgive my rambling at the end of this, but I COULDN"T help myself. This poem is just too beautiful.
Aladdin jumped behind the peacock water spout to avoid the water pouch Jasmine threw playfully at him. The package burst when it hit the ground but didn't manage to even moisten it's target. "Ha! Is that the best you got princess?" he yelled back and launched one of the bags at her. Jasmine squealed as it made contact and burst over her head.
The pretty young woman laughed in enjoyment and picked up another one. "Oh your going to get it for that street rat." She ran over to nail him with on and was surprised to find he wasn't behind the fountain. "Now where di.eeek!" she stood straight up and squealed as ice cold liquid made it down the back of her harem pants. "You.!" she yelled as Aladdin landed on the green grass and waved cheekily at her.
"Come and catch me!" he challenged and ran to refill some of the pouches. "Abu, here!" he tosses some of them to his monkey friend and the furry animal chattered as he ran to pour water inside.
"Genie." Jasmine called out. "Water gun now." She pointed in the direction Aladdin was running.
Genie gave a quick, grinning salute and changed into the shape of a bulbous, comical looking baby turtle. "Squirtle squirtle!" it called out and spewed a jet of clear water from it's pursed mouth. The stream hit Aladdin directly in the back, sending him sprawling over the grassy palace lawns. The turtle morph gave a triangle shaped smile as it's eyes closed into half moon shapes. "Squirtle!" it yelled triumphantly.
"Hey who's team are you on?" he yelled back as he picked himself up. "Yaaaaaa!" he dodged to the left as Genie began a rapid fire from the little turtles mouth. "Ha! Can't catch me." he moved around the back of a wall just in time to have Abu drop several sloshing bags full of cold water into his arms. "Thank Abu." He said and began sneaking around the back.
"After him genie." Jasmine and the genie/squirtle ran to where they had last seen the hero hiding.
"Just a few steps closer." Aladdin readied two big pouches as he watched the shadows on the ground draw near. "Right about."
"Now." Came a cruel familiar, voice piercing the air.
Aladdin yelled as blue-black flames caught him in the back, throwing him across the grounds and into the ponds. His head emerged from the pond and was forced to duck back under as another lightning bolt of dark energy aimed for his face. "Mozenrath!" he yelled as he came up from the water. Genie and Jasmine were already on their guard as the sorcerer gave an elegant bow and looked for all the world like a sociable fellow.
"Guards seize him!" Jasmine ordered to the few men who always kept watch over the menagerie Mozenrath mealy gave a disappointed noise and flung his power at the men. Their frail mortal bodies twisted until they were nothing more than bent and dead trees, distorting the well tended landscape of the gardens.
"Really princess, I'd have thought you knew better than that by now." He chided and began gathering power once again.
"Genie!" Aladdin tried but was to late. At Mozenrath venomous laughter he turned to find his friend becoming quickly absorbed into a jade green bottle that appeared to be made from crystal by a beautiful, young silver haired man he didn't know. Aladdin had just enough time to do a double take as he realized exactly how beautiful he was. Long flowing masses of silvery hair, bluish-green eyes that seemed to penetrate into the very depths of his soul. Even from this distance, Aladdin could tell that Mozenrath's new partner was not human. Nothing human could have such beauty!
"All...." Genie screamed as the last point of his pony-tail vanished into the green container. The scream of his dear friend snapped the former street rats attention away from the hypnotic looks of the inhuman fellow.
The young man laughed and patted the bottle. "Welcome to the team my friend." His voice was smooth and well cultured. "I'm sure my partner will find adequate uses for your powers." With that he focused his will and the bottle shrank until he could fit it easily in his pocket.
"Ah yes. Aladdin I'd like for you to meet my new friend, Randri." He gestured to the young man. "Randri, won't you introduce yourself to them?"
"Why how rude of me to forget!" Randri managed to sound genuinely appalled at his manors. He rose his hands up into the air as an amber light grew and he threw it onto the hero and his princess. It congealed around them, tightening around their bodies until their faces began to turn blue. Randri smiled with just a twinge of malice marring his face. His delicate lips curved upwards and the small points of sharp teeth appeared just along the rim, making his appearance almost feral, but no less magnificent.
Mozenrath waved his hand in some unknown signal and Randri removed the cloud, letting them fall to Mozenrath's feet, gasping for air. "Well, now that I've introduced everyone. I suppose you know what I'm going to take."
Jasmine found her voice first. "You will never have Agrabah Mozenrath! You've always tried plan after plan and you've never succeeded!" she looked over at Randri who was leaning innocently on Mozenrath's back. "What's he got that's going to change things?"
"Oh far more then you know princess." Mozenrath said with a chersire cat grin. "Far more than you know." He grabbed her around the arm and twisted it behind her back. "Now if I were you I would be a very good little princess and remain silent unless you wish for your boyfriend to come into extremely painful circumstances."
"Jasmine!" Aladdin rose from the ground. "Leave her alone you snake! And you." he pointed a deadly finger at Randri. "..whatever Mozenrath has promised you for your help, you should know he has a bad habit of breaking deals when it takes his whim."
Randri threw his head back and laughed, a sweet sound easily compared to the chiming of little silver bells. "Oh I'm not doing this for any price." The exotic man assured him. "I have an entirely different reason for assisting your friend here on this conquering campaign."
"And that would be?" Aladdin asked, desperate for any information.
Randri opened his mouth as if to respond and Mozenrath shot a silencing look at him. Aladdin caught the glance and stored it mentally, used to noticing the body language of others. They could talk about that later. "None of your business street rat!" Mozenrath shot back and Randri threw another amber beam at him.
Aladdin moved, making use of the different trees and statues around the garden to block the bolts being thrown. "Looks like you two have a lot in common. Like the inability to hit the broad side of a barn!" Aladdin taunted and hid behind a huge bronze statue of some long dead warrior.
"Why that rude little." Randri didn't finish his comment but instead threw a blazing ball of golden red magic at the statue, melting it to the ground in half a second. "Say that to my face you .!" But Mozenrath put a hand to Randri's mouth and smiled, shushing him.
"Aren't you forgetting something Aladdin? Like your beautiful young princess here?" He illustrated his point by wrenching Jasmine's arm around, making her face contort in pain, though she made no sound. "Scream, scream or I'll just make it worse." He promised and sent a lancing bolt of pain through her body. A muffled yell managed out and Aladdin stopped dead in the middle of the gardens.
"You leave her alone Mozenrath!" Aladdin grabbed a bit of the half melted statue, the arm holding a shield, and flung the at the two.
"Duck!" Mozenrath called and they flung themselves apart to avoid the hot plate. Randri rolled and stood, aiming bolts of power at the onrushing hero. Mozenrath lost control of Jasmine's wrists for a moment and grabbed hold of her foot as she tried to struggle away. "Not so fast my dear."
"You know I'm getting really tired of people always trying to kidnap the princess!" Jasmine kicked at him and threw a punch at the powerful man's face, connecting with his cheek.
Mozenrath grunted in pain but enveloped her body in blue black magic. The princess screamed, her arms invisible bound by her side as Aladdin tried to dodge in past Randri's firing. "I have had enough of these damn heros." He rose a hand and from his gauntlet flowed cloud of deadly gasses, carbon monoxide, argon, saren, twisting together and slowly headed for the sky. "Do you see that Aladdin? Do you know what the cloud is capable of?" he paused a moment, allowing Aladdin time to look of at the momentarily controlled fumes. Already the plant life around them was withering and his skin beginning to burn. "It will ravish this city, burning and destroying everything in it's wake. I will release this cloud on your pathetic city if you do not bow down now and allow yourself to be put in chains."
"Moze." Randri whispered. "Moze isn't this taking things a bit too far?" Jasmine looked up at him out of the corner of her eyes. It wasn't like Mozenrath to team up with someone who EVER though he was taking something too far. What made this man different?
"He won't let it go past this point Ran. He cares too much for the people in the town."
Aladdin looked from Jasmine, to the cloud, to Mozenrath. "All right Mozenrath. You win." He got down on his knees and put his hands behind his back, pressing his face into the ground.
"You've made the right decision Aladdin." Mozenrath gestured and the cloud began to gather itself back into the gauntlet. "Restrain him Randri." Randri took a pair of iron handcuffs from out of no where and walked over to the hero, snapping the cold metal around his wrists and hauling him up. He pushed him ford, forcing him to kneel submissively at Mozenrath's feet.
Mozenrath smiled down at him, a smile devoid of any real joy or warmpth. "You know Aladdin; I've debated long and hard about what I'm going to do to you when I'd finally caught you. And I think I've actually decided on a torture just right after all we've been through together." Maybe he was imagining things but Mozenrath could swear he saw a glint of fear in the hero's eyes. He moved his hands and two of the filthy undead mamlucks that patrolled his realms emerged from the ground. "Take him to the dungeon to await his fate." He ordered.
"Aladdin!" Jasmine screamed out, reaching for him. "You filthy monster!" she yelled and pulled a hand free just long enough to slap Mozenrath across the face. "What next? Are you going to try to marry me so you can have Agrabah by right? It's what every other male villain seems to find the best route?"
"He'd better not." Randri murmured out of the corner of his mouth as Mozenrath glared balefully at him.
"No Jasmine. I don't have any plans for you at the moment. And believe it or not I find the idea of wedding you as repulsive as you must. You don't have what it takes to keep me satisfied." His grin broadened at the final insult and he flung her into the arms of another two mamlucks. "Put her in a cell far away from her husband. Can't have the two of them collaborating to escape now can we?" Jasmine gave him a final, deadly glare as the mamlucks dragged her off into the palace.
"Oh Mozenrath." Randri's voice cut through the air of victory. "I believe the guards are angry with us." He pointed with a long finger to the oncoming group of men baring swords. "Shall I deal with them?" he asked.
Mozenrath waved his hand in permission and Randri surrounded them with a rich amber glow. The shapes of them men twisted and contorted as the changed shape into animals, some of which could be found in a jungle, other of which could be considered impossible to procure. Arhcing his ebony eyebrow, Mozenrath looked to his companion for an explanation.
"Every good monarch needs a menagerie." Randri smiled as he patted the head of one of the miniature gryphons he had transformed the guards into. The midget animal whined, obviously still in possession of it's human mind, and submitted to the man's touch.
"You and your megrims." Mozenrath muttered but smiled none the less. It suited both their natures to have something so lavish and hedonistic around. He took Randri's hand from the gryphon and kissed the palm of it delicately. "You were magnificent."
Randri blushed, the rose tint spreading across his cheeks and allowing his eyes to mist in satisfaction. "Thank you my love. But if you will remember, you did summon me for my unique magical abilities."
Mozenrath gave a deep throaty chuckle and wrapped Randri's arms around his shoulders. "Oh yes. And ended up with so much more." He pulled Randri closer and kissed him warmly, letting their tongues tangle in each others mouths for a while. For a moment, the spell of the nymph pulled the sorcerer in, letting his lust rise to nearly inhuman proportions. Randre's body was beyond comparison to any man alive. Sultry and feminine, strong and deffinatly male, and the nearly omnipotent reserve of power! Who could blame Mozenrath for being instantly attracted to him.
Randri hummed into the kiss and pulled back, catching Mozenrath's eyes. "O Rose, thou art sick/The invisible worm/That flies in the night/In the howling storm/Has found they bed/Of crimson joy/And his dark, secret love/Does thy life destroy."
The slow, sensual speech was the breaking point. Mozenrath clung to Randri's body, letting his magic revolve around them until they landed in the most lavish bedroom of the palace. "Are you trying to hint that you will be the death of me Randri?" he teased gently, pulling the detailed silver embroidered amber studded robed off him.
The nymph smiled and tossed off Mozenrath's hat, allowing the thick ebony curls to fall where they may. "Oh no my sweet beloved." he took his claws and ripped through the dark clothing, exposing the pale, delicious skin beneath. "In fact I have every intention keeping you alive as long as possible." Randri bent his head low and encircled a nipple with his tongue, drawing it in and out of his firm lips. Mozenrath's hands buried themselves in the long white locks of hair, the only contrast coming from the brown of his gauntlet.
Mozenrath pulled back, taking in Randri for a moment before forcing himself to return to business. "There is still the Sultan to take care of, though that little twit is hardly a problem, and their animal compatriots."
The male nymph pushed him away, a look of mock disgust on his handsome face. "Work work work! You despicable slave driver!"
The sorcerer couldn't help himself as a chuckle escaped his lips. "A slave driver perhaps... but with one and only one in chains."
"I'm sure the princess would disagree." Randri said a twing of jealousy in his voice.
"Bah! Pay no attention to that girl. She's so used to being able to seduce her way out of problems. It upsets her when those so called royal charms fail." Mozenrath consoled and waved his hands in the air. A sleek gray shape flew in and settled itself on his neck, hissing angrily at it's masters new partner.
The look Randri gave Xerxes was equally as hateful. "Ugh. Rath, you swore to me you'd leave that little...thing....at the Citadel." Randri sounded down right insulted at the eels presence. Being a nymph, he was unwilling to suffer anything but beauty in his vicinity. The familure was a direct violation of his nature. Besides, he strongly suggested that the thing was jealous of him taking most of Mozenrath's time.
"I know, but Xerxes is useful to me in ways that you can not be." Mozenrath stroked Xerxes across the back until he purred like a small kitten. "Are we jealousy Randri?" Mozenrath's sly voice asked as he arched his eyebrow, amused.
Randri fumed. "Jealous. Can that little snake do what I do for you at night? Does it have my powers or abilities?"
"If he did, I would be afraid." Mozenrath wrapped an arm around Randri only to have him shrug it off angrily. He sighed. Nymphs could be so damn temperamental. ~ But their power makes them worth dealing with that flighty nature. ~ "Very well. I'll handle the old man; you round up the pets and put them in the menagerie along with these beasts. "A thought occurred as Randri stalked off."Wait, somewhere around here you'll find a loud mouth scarlet parrot. Bring him directly to me." Randri gave a small snort at the order, angry that Mozenrath wasn't trying to console him more.
Mozenrath ignored him, something he was bound to regret once they were alone in the bedroom. With that parrot in his hands, finding Jafar's lab shouldn't be much of a problem. There were books in those shelves to keep him busy for the next few months! Mozenrath gave a low, cruel laugh as he strode up the red carpet to the elephant throne.