The audience has spoken! Kuranccentricity shall be present in this story. I am sorry that the OC disturbs some, but he is a main element for the time being. Until he's away on extended business or dead, he will be a bit of a centre-part in the story :( I hope this factor will not make the story less pleasant. But, c'mon; sexycest! Kurancest coming up! :D Se Grand!
Haruka gently brushed a lock of hair from Kaname's face, bouncing the vampiric three year-old playfully in his lap. Cracks in the wood of the boat showed them pieces of a golden sunset.
"Father, how long until we reach Xiangshan?" Kaname wasn't yet old enough to hunt, but the hypnotised humans with which his father provided him were a necessity to his vampiric growth.
"Two days or more. In and hour or so, it'll be twilight. We'll have the men dock in then, okay?" Kaname nodded and snuggled into the man's hold, staring at his deep green chángshān. He closed his eyes and hugged the well-tailored fabric, taking in the strong scent of the fir chest in which they had been packed. He longed for the trees and flowers back in Europe. An exodus had been performed due to the scare of the plague, and they had begrudgingly left their beautiful estate for their claim in Rennes. It was smaller, and Haruka found the French décor tacky and overdone, but they had to keep up the illusion of humanity, even if their systems did not permit such disgusting viruses.
Aurèle stirred in his bed, not asleep, but resting his eyes from the reading he'd been doing. Lately, he'd been going through all the papers concerning foreign land ownership. The Kuran holdings were immense, and he'd been at it for months, but had been able to verify most of them with the newly elected house of James I. He was down to his last few minor countries, and then he could finally relax.
"… Aurèle, did we buy the apartment in Montmarte?" Aurèle looked up sleepily and groaned, sitting up from his kicked-up bedding. Adjusting his reading glasses, he yawned and spoke,
"I don't believe we did. We got the seaside one in Montpellier, though. The one with the limestone steps?" Haruka nodded and smiled as his friend stretched like a cat after a nap.
"Thank you, friend. For doing all this, you should be given a saintly title." Aurèle snorted and clamped his hands on his knees, watching Kaname as he dozed in his father's arms.
"Yes, well, given your duties, you've reached 'God' by now." Haruka smirked and looked down at his son as he heard Aurèle's slippers hit the splintery wood. The man walked over and stood in front of them, gazing down at the relaxed males with bloodshot eyes and terrible crows' feet. Haruka stared up at him a moment later with a small smile,
"If that's the case, then how about I bless you, St. Aurèle?" Aurèle smirked coyly and leaned down to touch the man's lips softly. Haruka closed his eyes and relished the small touch. Kaname draped across his lap, he gently removed his hands from the boy's sides and held Aurèle's head, the other man's hands supporting him by the wooden hull of the boat. When the kiss deepened a bit too much to comfortably stop, Aurèle drew away and licked his lips, leaving a bewildered Haruka, a thin spidery wire connecting them for a second until the blue-eyed man wiped it from his face. At Haruka's questioning look, he pointed down at the slowly blinking Kaname as the boy roused from his short rest.
"Is it twilight, yet?" he asked with growing energy and curiosity. Aurèle instantly read the older brunette's expression: Damn! He chortled good-naturedly and removed a lock of hair that shielded him from the sight of his friend's face.
"Well past. Should we order them to stop?" He asked with laughter in his eyes. Haruka pouted comically and picked up the small body in his lap, standing and walking up the stairs to the main deck. He yelled out commands and the boat almost instantly headed for the nearest pinpoint of light. He set down the little boy as soon as they docked, shooting a predatory look at the ex human walking behind him. You are not going to see the night without me again. And true, they hadn't gotten a moment to themselves over the two (going on three) month trip, but Kaname had been entertainment enough to occupy the moments when they didn't have anything to do. And space on a ship was sparse; even for aristocrats.
"When do we meet Asu? I want to see his orchid gardens again. Does he still have the palace on Hokkaido?" Kaname bombarded them with questions as they approached the streets of the city in plainclothes borrowed from their men.
"Asu isn't going to see us this trip, Kaname. He's in Nasser with Saba." Haruka stated blankly, looking into the dwindling crowds of the dusky streets. Aurèle had already gone to a tavern for a few drinks, leaving son to father and father to son. Kaname looked up excitedly at his father,
"Are they visiting Beset-mama at the lake?" Haruka didn't face his cheery son while they walked, a mortal chill tweaking his spine as he remembered the black-haired woman and her painted green eyes.
"... Kaname, do you remember Beset's husband, Amon?" He asked quietly, finding a girl washing clothing in an alley. Kaname nodded and watched as his father snapped his fingers, gaining the girl's attention. She took one look at him and tried to run away: superstition was rampant in villages like this, after all.
"Amon was killed in Cairo by a mob." He snapped his fingers again, and the girl stopped, looking up at them with black, deadened eyes.
"Beset is safe, but Asu and Saba are protecting her at the villa, for the time being." He loosened her scarf and collar and took out a strange-looking pin, shoving it deep into the side of her throat. Drops quickly collected on the end of it, and Kaname opened his mouth. The process of drinking from a human as a moral pureblood was difficult. Haruka could always drink from Aurèle, but he was not meant for Kaname, and definitely couldn't support two healthy appetites-one growing all the time-at once.
"We found out she's with child. Twins, she thinks." He removed the needle when Kaname was done and focused on both healing the wound and blanking her mind. They left the alley and he snapped his fingers a final time, waking her from her trance and grimacing as she stumbled with anaemia: human and pitied upon.
"What do you think she's going to name them?" Kaname asked with a full belly and a smile on his face. He twined his small fingers with his father's as the man walked slowly enough to match his pace.
"I'm not sure. Maybe something Christian-she's turned a blind eye to the culture all these years, but I think she's finally going to come off her pedestal." He said distractedly, sniffing out Aurèle while Kaname processed the words.
"… How old is Beset-mama?" Haruka swore under his breath as he shuffled through a rough tavern crowd to walk the man back to the boat.
"Do you remember those stories she used to tell you about Nut and Nu and the creation of the earth?" Kaname smiled,
"Is Beset-mama Nu?!" He said excitedly, large brownish eyes sparkling with enthrallment. Haruka had no choice but to smile at his son's excitement as he finally found his friend.
"No, she's more like Sekhmet-but she helped make those stories, Kaname. You should ask her about it when we see her next." He spoke briefly with Aurèle and then worked his way back through the crowds-friend and son in tow. When they made it to the boat, they were already grumbling about crowds, and sought simply to enjoy the night air on deck as they set off again. Lounging was more fun when you had stars and water to watch, along with good company to talk to.
"If Beset-mama has a girl, she should name her Ranim. Remember? Like the girl who played with me in the fig orchard. Maybe she'll grow to be as nice." Haruka smiled at his son's musings, curled up in Aurèle's arms as Kaname rattled on about how good Ranim had been at draughts, and how he was indebted to her for always paying attention to him and helping him around the town while Haruka had been working and having 'adult talks'. Kaname did not remember much about Beset beyond her doting of him. He had been very small the last time they'd met, and just a few trips earlier, he wouldn't have remembered at all. But Beset was like Sekhmet in almost every sense. She was strong and ruthless and followed only the orders of the Gods by whom she lived, even in this modern age.
Haruka screwed up his brow and frowned at the sky, Aurèle hugging him tighter as he sensed the pureblood's angst. Beset had denied His and Juuri's plan to bring together both humans and vampires. She argued that the food chain was predominant in these manners, and that man had no respect for the meat they ate. Which was true, but nevertheless, the Kuran couple had pleaded with her for several years after this point had been made. Beset had placed vampires above all beings but those celestial, and obeyed strictly the laws of the text she read, even when the lives of her own were at stake. But her adamant, warrior's nature was admirable, though not very fun to argue with.
"Is The Lord Haruka thinking of his work, or other matters?" Aurèle said, playfully nipping the man's ear while jolting him from his thoughts. Haruka smiled dangerously, grabbing the ex human's collar and leaning in to ravage his lips in release from his sexual frustration. He hadn't had a romp-let alone a good romp- in weeks. But Aurèle stopped him again, and he growled,
"What is it this time?" Aurèle smiled guiltily and pointed at the staring Kaname.
"OOMF!!" Haruka slung the man over his shoulder.
"Kaname!" He barked and the boy jumped, "You are not to enter the hull under any circumstances until we leave. Understand?" The little brunette nodded quickly, barely holding back his laughter as Aurèle's bright red face spluttered out protests, his father not listening to any of them. They disappeared behind the door, Haruka slamming it so hard the hinges cracked a little, providing just enough of a crevice to sneak a tiny arm through and unlock it. Which is what Kaname did, once he heard the two men arguing as a body hit the mattress. He stepped inside silently and quickly, hastily locking the door again before sneaking behind a few barrels on the landing before the shallow steps ended.
"You can't just do that in front of the crew-let alone your own son!" Shouted the ex human as Haruka furiously stripped him of his robes and sheath. When the brunette reached the man's pants, He stripped himself completely and moved to yank down the obstruction, only meeting a fierce set of claws and a
"Fucking listen to me, you goddamned beast!" Haruka felt at the blood on his cheeks, watching with disbelief the man who had yielded it from him. He looked into blue eyes, trembling with rage and 'that' kind of frustration, but with no way to act out as he solemnly obeyed the shaking man before him. Aurèle appeared horrified with his actions and the patient, tortured pureblood staring obediently back at him.
"Aurèle," Haruka pleaded as his fingers ghosted over the younger man's hip. The black-haired man didn't respond for the longest time, finally relenting with a sigh and pulling down his pants while his partner squealed with glee.
"Alright, but prepare yourself for once: I'm positively covered in ink." Haruka squealed again and clapped his hands childishly, hastily removing the oil he'd saved in his pockets for the duration of the trip and drizzling some on both his fingers and their erections, savouring the scent of blossoms as he rubbed harshly against his lover.
"Easy," Aurèle ground through clenched teeth. That was sensitive skin, Haruka was grating.
"I know, I know," Haruka sighed nonchalantly as he inserted a finger, sliding in to one knuckle, then two,
"No, you don't." Reinforced the submissive top as his aggressive bottom ground the skin from his erection. He couldn't imagine what this would be like dry; even with oil, it was painful to have someone so incredibly immune pound upon you like a grindstone. Which was exactly what he would do to the man, once he was done preparing himself. Two-no, three-fingers now. And, while it was sexy to watch the man work up to a fist, Aurèle was rather 'in need of ass'istance at the moment. He pulled Haruka's fingers away and the older man sighed sharply, feeling the heat of his lover's sex pour slowly into him.
"Fast or slow? Get it out and we can get on fine, already!"
"I'll go at whatever pace I please, you domineering nit!" Haruka crossed his arms as he eased onto the pulsating erection, feeling the heartbeats pound within him, even before he buried the man to the hilt.
"Well excuse me for trying to bring a little order into sex instead of this confusing mess you call lovemaking."
"I made a mess?! You threw me down and tried to rape me, you son of a rotting cow! That's what you call order?!" It came to the point where they actually were fucking-arguing at the same time. Kaname held back a laugh by biting his lip, watching as the men bickered like an old married couple while he just made out the column of Aurèle's penis sliding in and out of his father's pale entrance.
"Oh, just shut up and enjoy it, you goddamned pansy," Haruka grumbled with finality, flinching in surprise as Aurèle flipped him on his back and sank in as deeply as he could.
"Don't mind if I do." Haruka laid back and groaned and Kaname surveyed the other man's hand flick teasingly over his erection. Haruka swatted it away with a growl and Aurèle smiled when his partner jerked it to life with his own fingers. Holding both legs up quite high, the black-haired male scooted forward a little further, relishing Haruka's throaty moan as he thrust deep and gentle, relaxing into a much less hectic pace. Something stirred in Kaname's little belly when he saw his father stretch out and toss his head around. The feeling spread when the man begrudgingly surrendered his lips to his top, wet smacking sounds joining their oiled movements as both grew just ever-so slightly quicker.
"Hurry up before I bite your tongue off." Haruka stated with a flushed face and half-lidded eyes. Aurèle pouted and complied, pounding into the man in all sense of the word, harsh. Haruka positively mewled, thrashing about before finally landing his hands on stable shoulders. Aurèle grinned and kissed the man's forehead, working his way to a sensitive ear. He slid in full and drew out about halfway, never leaving the slick cavern of Kaname's father. Said father whined profoundly, wiggling his hips in protest as his partner purposely missed the bundle of nerves he knew so well.
"Are you finished yet?" Aurèle asked lightly as he just ghosted over Haruka's weeping erection. The man hissed and his thighs clamped around pale sides. Aurèle laughed a bit, thrusting at a quick pace until he was finished, and just rode out his release, Haruka tightening his lips as the thick liquid spread inside of him. Panting but still capable, the blue-eyed male reached down and brought his partner to a quick climax, the seed spreading over their bellies as the pleasured one let out a last, deep moan.
Kaname quietly crept out as they wrestled in the sheets for a moment, fluid still leaking from Haruka's tender and slightly torn hole. It healed quickly enough, but Kaname caught one last wince from his father as he left the room, stepping out onto the deck and not forgetting to lock the door before walking over to the side of the boat to look into the water. He heard their quiet conversation, and knew that some of the men had caught snippets of their passion.
"Did we not use enough oil?"
"It's fine, just a little raw. There are always going to be casualties with sex." Silence, then,
"Are you sure you're going to be alright?" A question, then a snappy scoff
"I'm not a weakling. What, are you going to carry me up the steps and lay me on the divan once we're up?" and more silence. Then the rustling of clothing, a yelp, heavy steps, and the door clicked and opened. Haruka had his arms crossed and a bad look on his face as Aurèle carried him like a princess to the lounger. He set down the slightly rumpled diplomat and scooted up next to him in a wooden chair, a tired smile on his face. Kaname laughed openly and Haruka glared at his friend.
"What? You asked for it." Haruka looked away from him and stared instead at his son. Kaname turned quickly and looked at the fish. Of course Haruka knew. His hearing was impeccable. But he let it rest, still not wishing his friend to know of his son's voyeuristic habits when it came to their lovemaking. Sickening, but Kaname was a curious, growing boy. All quite common in the vampiric world.
"Sir! The boy asked when we'd reach Xiangshan?" Hollered one of the sailors to get his employer's attention.
"Yes?" Haruka said without looking back at the man. Nevertheless, the sailor smiled and called back,
"We should be there by tomorrow, without stops." Kaname smiled excitedly and jumped up and down. Haruka nudged the man sitting next to him, and Aurèle pouted as he went back under got down to the very last sheets of his work. Haruka stretched out smugly, not having cleansed his body as his son took in the scents of sweat and ejaculate. Business as usual.
Egypt, next. Look up that bitch, Sekhmet on wiki :D