The shadows of the night played on Rolan's bedroom wall. Rolan lay in his bed, hiding under his duvet. He shivered, trying to sleep, but the dark unknown in his room scared him. He tried breathing calmly.
'Think rationally, Rolan,' he thought to himself, 'Nothing out there can hurt you... Except vampires... and ghosts... and zombies... and werewolves...' He whimpered.
He couldn't take it anymore. He slipped out of his bed and rushed to the door. He ran down the hallway, imagining horrible terrifying monsters chasing him. He didn't look back until he had reached his destination. The empty hallway gaped at Rolan. He was panting as he opened a door and entered it.
The vacant throne room stared at him. Rolan dimly realised he didn't know where Phantom actually slept. He crept up to the throne. He had always loved this room, but now, in the dark night, it scared him. He sat on the throne and briefly pretended to be Phantom. He blushed when he realised how childish he was acting.
"Come on Rolan! You're not a child any longer! Act your age," he muttered. The door creaked and slammed suddenly.
Rolan started and cried out, his heart racing. He got down from the throne and saw a door to his right he hadn't noticed before. He walked to it and pushed it open, hoping it was Phantom's room.
The room beyond was cluttered with bookshelves filled with half the library it seemed. The floor was littered with what looked like battle plans and other pieces of paper. There was a large window on the opposite wall and against the left wall was a large king-sized bed.
Rolan glanced around the room with shiny eyes. 'I wonder who sleeps here?' he thought. He closed the door and crept into the room. 'It's defiantly not Phantom's room... It's too messy.'
He came to the bed and sighed. It was neatly made and completely empty. Rolan hopped onto it and snuggled down into the warm blankets. The room was lighter, thanks to the window, and less scary. Rolan was just closing his eyes when he heard a creak of the door.
A tall figure stalked into the room. He stopped when he noticed Rolan's heaped shape in the bed.
Rolan squeezed up against the wall. He knew that tall, skinny, pointy-hat wearing figure very well.
'This is Peta's room?' he thought in shock as Peta took of his clothes and slid into the bed next to Rolan.
"Can't sleep?" Peta asked him.
"Erm... I... Ur..." Rolan stuttered, embarrassed. Peta rolled over so Rolan could see his face. He was grinning.
"You can't find Phantom's room?" he laughed. Rolan blushed.
"I... ur... Yeah. I'm sorry," he apologised.
"It's fine."
"Um... okay then... Good night Peta," Rolan said and rolled over to face the wall. It was nice of Peta to allow him to share his bed, especially since they didn't know each other that well. 'But Peta was right,' Rolan thought as he fluffed up his pillow, 'I was trying to find Phantom's room...' He smiled. 'Still it was nice of him...' His thoughts were distracted. He was confused. 'What the hell is he doing?' Rolan thought as Peta's claw-like hands clasped his waist.
"Ur... Peta sir? What are you doing?" he asked as Peta slowly pulled Rolan closer to his body.
"Helping you sleep," came the sly reply. Rolan shuddered as Peta's mouth kissed his neck from behind. His eyes widened as he felt something else. Something hard pressed up against his lower back. He gasped.
"What's that Peta?" he asked. Peta just softly chuckled.
"I'm excited... Because I like you a lot," he whispered into Rolan's ear.
"You're excited? What does that mean?" he questioned. Peta pulled him closer, so that their bodies were nearly entwined.
"Don't play dumb, you know perfectly well what I mean... Phantom told me about it."
"About what?" Rolan replied, blushing. Peta put his mouth to Rolan's ear and whispered directly into it, sending chills up his spine.
"You were feeling yourself the other night."
Rolan blushed furiously. "No. I did not!" he said. Peta laughed. He ran his hands down the length of Rolan's body and placed a hand by his groin. Rolan suddenly realised what was happening. 'I never thought Peta was like this... Phantom I can understand, but Peta?'
"Ur... Peta, sir?" Rolan squeaked, "I don't really want to do this with you..."
Peta grinned wider, shaking with silent laughter.
"I'm not doing anything," he said, "I'm only touching."
Rolan tried to move further away from Peta, but the wall was right in his face. 'Oh no. I don't want him to touch me like this,' Rolan panicked.
"Please! Peta... Sir, please don't touch me! I don't... Ur... like you in that way..." he squeaked. Peta blushed.
"Rolan... Don't you want this?"
Rolan shook his head, close to tears. Peta's hand tensed, making a sudden burst of enjoyment rush up and out of Rolan's mouth as a soft moan. Peta sighed.
"But he wants it..." he said, looking down at Rolan's erection. Rolan blushed.
"No..." he resented, his voice cracking. Peta grinned and pushed up against Rolan harder.
"And I want to go in you!" he rasped. Rolan squealed and struck an idea.
"What will Phantom say?" he asked Peta, turning to face him.
"Phantom?" Peta blinked, "What do you mean, 'What will Phantom say'? Why does it matter?"
Rolan's face went blank. "I thought... You... Phantom... Urm," he stammered. Peta laughed.
"You thought Phantom and I were together?"
Rolan nodded. "Ur... Aren't you?"
Peta laughed again. "No... Phantom's straight."
Rolan looked struck by this new piece of information.
"He's...?" He whistled. "I thought he was... You know."
"Everyone does... It hacks him off," Peta said. Rolan went quiet.
"I didn't know that."
Peta grinned. He put his arms around Rolan and squeezed him.
"Don't you want to try?" he asked Rolan softly.
"Try what?" Rolan replied, resting his head on Peta's chest.
"Loving me."
Rolan looked up at Peta.
"OK. I'll try... But no more touching... Tonight anyway."
Peta closed his eyes and smiled.
"OK then... Sleep."
Rolan couldn't sleep at first. He watched Peta sleep and felt oddly happy. He smiled and closed his weary eyes, not knowing what was going to happen next.
- The next chapter shall explain all if this is too confounding. It is Peta's POV. He is a thinker, so everything he does has a thought behind it, so this story isn't OOC.
