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Yuuri lost track of the time while they waited for the king to come back but it was starting to get dark. He could no longer hear the sound of metal clashing against metal or the sound of battle. His vision was beginning to blur, his barrier was getting weaker by the second since he had used up the last of his remaining powers to mend the broken bones on the prince. There was little else he could after that. He would still need to heal him more but he would have to wait.
He has never pushed his powers to this extent. There was never a need to and he was starting to realize that while he was powerful he had a very limited window in which he could utilize his powers to their fullest potential.
'Looks like I need to start training' he thought to himself. He did not like being left so vulnerable. If another mage were to appear he would be defeated easily in his current state.
When the horse made a move Yuuri opened his eyes not noticing that he had even closed them. He could see Viktor walking towards them. He had blood on his sword and armor and his eyes were still gold fully fused with his beast. He looked lethal and dangerous.
He made a move to get off the horse but his deep growl made him freeze. Yuuri looked down at him wondering what was going on with him and if he need to protect himself from Viktor. He sighed in relief when the king sheathed his sword, took the reins and marched back towards the ravine. Yuuri didn't even have the energy to argue or say anything to him he felt ready to pass out at any moment. The movement of the horse succeeded in lulling him back to sleep.
Reaching the rest of his men Viktor paused so that Chris could take his brother from his horse and sat him in front. Immediately he went to join the rest of the men. He looked up and saw how spent and exhausted Yuuri was. His golden skin was pale, his energy level flickering dimly. He was weak and vulnerable and that was setting his beast off. Climbing on the horse he pulled the smaller male against him his nose going to his neck inhaling and inspecting the mage to make sure he was alright.
His powers hummed to the surface immediately testing how weak the mage really was and if he had any injures he should be aware of. Physically he was fine but it appeared he burned out too much magic but other than that he just needed rest.
The raven in his arms only made a face at the intrusion of his examination his eyes still close then turned his neck to him. Viktor didn't know if it was meant as an offering but it was one that could not deny himself. He fought long and hard, conquered and killed his enemies. It was only fitting that as king he would have a reward.
Growling low he nuzzled the smooth perfect golden skin his elongated canines scraping the tender flesh. So fragrant…...so powerful….so fertile. With his mind still fully merged with is beast he rode hard until he reached the campsite they had departed earlier that morning. Night had fallen by now he could hear music and laughter. His men were celebrating the victory with food and wine.
As he rode through the camp they all saluted him their eyes trailing to the mage that remained unconscious in his arms the black cloak covering him from the winter chill and from prying eyes. He did not wish for the men to see Yuuri so vulnerable. At the moment it would turn him even more feral that he already was.
Dismounting he pulled the smaller male with him and carried an exhausted Yuuri into his tent. He set him on the bed furs next to Yuri. Chris must have arrived before him.
Numinors were pack animals by nature and after the fear of almost losing his baby brother he knew Yuri would want to be close to someone who smelled familiar. Taking a towel he called on Chris.
Chris walked over to their king noting the gold in his eyes. He was till merged it seems "Yes my lord?"
Viktor turned to his longtime friend and general "Guard my tent but do not enter it" he gave Chris a look "I am fighting for control to even leave them"
Chris nodded "Understood. No harm shall fall upon them and no males shall touch the mage"
Viktor nodded and stalked off to the creek and wash off the blood away from his skin. The water was frigid but he rather suffer the cold than sleep with the sink of Granorian blood on his body.
He made a hurried task promising himself a long hot soak in his private baths once home again and made his way back to his tent. Dismissing Chris he entered and went to take off Yuuri's cloak, shoes, gloves, leather straps and tunic leaving him black pants and a soft long sleeve shirt. Yuri was already ready for sleeping. Growling low he nuzzled the side of his little brother's head affectionately happy when Yuri sighed contently leaning into his touch. Pulling back he turned to the other male and nuzzled his neck inhaling his intoxicating scent.
Mine…
With a pleased sigh he laid down between both of his charges.
Turning on his side he pulled Yuuri closer. His instincts would always dictate that he reach out to his mate. He did not have a mate but he knew his beast wanted the mage to be its mate so it was hard to ignore his beast when it really wanted something and that something was Yuuri at the moment.
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Yuuri sighed and turned into the comfortable warmth giving a small yawn.
A low growl coaxed him to sleep and it would have but he realized that he was pressed flush against one overly cuddly king. He tried to move away but the arms around him tightened and a low warning growl made him freeze.
They seriously needed to address this ridiculous urge he had with cuddling him. The king didn't seem to understand that he wasn't either his mate or his to property for him to use as a pillow.
He was going to try and give the Numinorian a zap of his powers when he felt Viktor's hand on the back of his neck. Opening his eyes he found himself starting at the king's neck. Looking up he saw his gold eyes staring down at him deadly claws on the pressure points on his neck.
The king was still merged with his beast.
Yuuri cursed his luck and sighed dejectedly in defeat and forced his body to relax. Viktor was at his most dangerous when he was fully locked with his inner beast and it appeared that said beast felt it was his duty to look after his well-being.
'Great….just great' he thought embarrassed. Shivers ran down his spine when the claws at his neck dug into his skin. Viktor was demanding his submission. He had two options: Refuse and walk out of this tent or submit and trust Viktor.
He felt torn for a few moments. Torn between wanting to leave and want to stay. To give into the pull he felt towards Viktor and wanting to deny what he was starting to feel. He could admit to himself that it felt good being held. To have that comfort he has long been without.
With a blush Yuuri listened to his heart and body and submitted to Viktor. He could hear his pleased rumble that shot though his body making him go very limp. He could feel the older man's energy caress his wanting to see just how weak he was. He could barely poke back at him.
I'm fine He reassured the king's beast with a tired sigh I'm just tired….I'll regain my energy soon
"Sleep" he voice was soft but commanding, leaving the spell to buzz around his subconscious.
Try as he might he couldn't fight it either. Feeling his body relax the last thing he felt before going under was fingers through his hair.
When Yuuri woke up again he could tell it was way past morning. The second thing was that Viktor was not in the bed and the third was that he snuggled up to the blonde prince. He was on his side facing the prince with the prince in a similar position. They were both very close to each other almost touching heads. He must be weaker than he thought. Normally he didn't allow people so close.
A low growl made him lay on his back so that he could see what was going on. He turned his head and saw that the king was growling at whoever was approaching the tent. His eyes still golden as he sat on in the chair close to the bed. It appeared that he was guarding them? He took note that Viktor's energy saturated the tent.
Yes, his protective instincts were still triggered.
Yuuri watched the attendant came in slowly with a tray of food, approaching the king in a very non-threatening manner his whole body language screamed submission. He placed the tray on the table and bowed his head backing away from their feral leader.
The smell of the food hit his nose and his stomach gave a grumble alerting Viktor that he was awake. Taking a small bowl of some kind of roasted meat with root vegetables he went to where he was laying down.
Yuuri eyed him warily not knowing what the crazed beast was thinking of. When Viktor sat down close to him on the furs Yuuri backed away slightly which only made the king growl at him. It wasn't an angry growl, it sounded different…..he almost wanted to say it was kind of like a purr. He found it amusing then realized that he was trying to reassure him that he wasn't dangerous.
'Right…..and I'm a white fluffy bunny' he thought almost letting out a snort.
Of one thing he was sure of and it was that Viktor was very dangerous. More and more each day he became a danger to his freedom and his heart.
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Viktor woke up his beast happier than it has been in a long time. His enemy was defeated, his people was safe again, he had his brother back plus he had this perfect powerful raven hair beauty that made it all possible. Nuzzling Yuuri's neck he sighed contently inhaling his sweet scent. When he inhaled again he noticed his powers were still weak. He would be vulnerable and he could not have that. He would need more rest before they could go back home.
He could feel his little brother's face buried into his back. He spent two days in captivity and while he did not appear harmed he knew Yuri would want to stay close to familiar scents for a while. Detangling himself from the two small creatures in his bed he got up to wash up and see about getting some food.
He changed into his day clothes forgoing his armor and called out for his general. He looked back at the two sleeping males and made a low rumbling sound in his chest of pure joy as he enjoyed the sight before him. His brother and Yuuri must have sought out his missing warmth and were now snuggled up to each other.
They were both in a deep healing sleep. Both trusting him to keep them safe while they remained oblivious to the world and its dangers. Yuuri was the one that surprised him the most. For him to be so heavily asleep pleased him tremendously. He must trust him more than he had originally assumed to leave himself so vulnerable for an attack. If Yuuri hadn't trusted him at all he would have been on guard knowing he was so near. Viktor was projecting his energy so Yuuri must know subconsciously where he was and still he slept peacefully.
Yuuri was now his. His beast considered him his and he did not relinquish a hold of anyone his instincts told him was part of his inner intimate circle.
He did not leave the tent when Chris came over to him but stood in the doorway blocking entry to anyone.
As the dominant male it was his duty to watch over, protect and care for his 'pack' for lack of a better word. Yuuri was the more vulnerable of the two without his powers. He had no means to protect himself if he was attacked right now. He had no fangs or claws to call on to like a Numinor and at the moment he didn't have their powers. Add the fact that he was also smaller compared to his species and it was a recipe to send his beast off. Eyes glowing gold he watched his general approach.
Chris eyed his king noticing he still had his golden eyes. His beast was still in control? He wondered why that was. The Granorians were defeated and killed so why was he still on alert?
"My lord?" he asked carefully "When do we depart?"
"When my pack are feeling up to it" he said his arms crossed across his chest "They are resting"
Chris nodded "I will send food over and tell the men to go hunting. Will we stay another night?"
Viktor nodded "Yes. Let them drink and rest. They fought hard"
Chris bowed slightly "Thank you my lord"
Viktor looked around the camp for a bit then turned around and headed into his tent.
It didn't take Chris long to figure out that the mage was probably still weak. His king was not even aware that he was behaving like an over protective mate.
A Numinor will guard and not let anyone to even see their mate if they were in a vulnerable position. He did not know if the mage accepted his king's protection but the dynamics surrounding a Numinorian protecting his future mate was founded on trust. Yuuri would need to have placed his wellbeing and have trust in Viktor for the king's beast to have been triggered.
Very curious…
Chris wondered how long it would take for Viktor to lay his claim on the raven hair male. Things were going to get interesting if Yuuri accepted Viktor's advances.
"When do we leave general?"
Chris looked over at Cao "His majesty is not ready to depart just yet. We will stay here for one more night I believe then depart home"
Cao growled low turning back to the fire tossing a twig in it clearly aggravated "He has the mage in his tent doesn't he?"
Chris frowned down at him and noticed five of his guards kept looking over at the king's tent. He sighed "If you value your lives and your humanoid forms take my advice and forget about the mage. His majesty has laid a claim on him and protects him like a mate. Make a move and he will gut you alive. There is a reason he is our king"
Cao nodded "He is to be our prince then? We have never had a mage as a consort"
Chris shrugged his shoulders "Times are changing. The mage will make our kingdom thrive again. The line of Nikiforov will remain strong in their rule and his majesty's heirs will be very powerful"
Dante looked up "So the mage accepted our lord's claim?"
Chris looked over at the tent "It is only a matter of time now. The more they interact the more I can see the bond growing"
Dante looked over at the tent and felt a deep jealous fury consume him. He wanted the mage from the first moment he saw his face. Beautiful did not even describe him. He was simply enthralling. Power oozed from him, making the air around him hum with vibrancy. It was bewitching and he longed to have the dark hair man underneath him…..moaning and begging for his seed to fill him. He wanted no other, for no other could ever hold his interest as he did.
He was not so stupid as to challenge his king. That would be a death sentence. No….he had to find another way to get to the mage. His main problem wasn't the king though...it was the mage's powers. How to get around his powers? From what he could tell there wasn't anything to mage could not do. Right now would have been his prime opportunity to get to him but the king was protecting him.
If only he could find a way to drain his powers then he would be ripe to be mounted and marked. Once mated his powers would be useless against him. He just had to get to him before his king did…..
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Viktor sat in the chair guarding the two sleeping beings, wanting to join them in bed but he also wanted his brother to be better acquainted to Yuuri's scent. He loved watching them sleep peacefully. They looked so innocent in his eyes. Their heads close together, faces relaxed and serene not a bad dream to be had. They both held a soft alluring beauty as well. His little brother looked like an angel instead of a Numinor with his long blonde hair and pure green eyes and then there was Yuuri with his large dark eyes smooth skin and elegant features. They were the picture of purity and it made his beast swelled with pride.
This was why he fought, why he strived to keep his kingdom safe.
When the attendant entered he gave them a warning growl. His muscles bunched ready to defend and kill anyone who came near the two vulnerable creatures on his bed. The attendant bowed and turned their head in submission making him relax.
The sound of a hungry belly alerted him that one of his charges was awake and needed nourishment. Looking over his beast purred when sleepy red eyes looked at the food expectantly.
Taking one of the bowls he sat close to his mage growling low when he tried move away from him. He knew he would need to coax this creature…he was so reserved with everyone but he was certain he could win this trust and affections. He watched the young man pause to gaze up at him. He knew Yuuri did not understand his beast's desires but he would be patient.
Yuuri tilted his head when the bowl wasn't placed in his hand when he reached out for it.
"You…want to feed me?" he asked the king perplex by the actions of his beast.
The king gave him a lopsided smirk took a tender piece of meat between two sharp claws and brought it up to his mouth. Yuuri could not help the deep blush that rose swift on his face.
'Oh bloody hell' he moaned to himself. He could not have landed himself in a more awkward position if he had tired. Hesitantly he opened his mouth taking the offering. Chewing it he almost leap out of his skin when Viktor growled low leaned down and nuzzled his cheek sounding happier than Yuuri thought the big lug had the right to.
"We seriously need to talk about your issues with personal space big guy" he said trying hard to keep from laughing from the silliness of the whole situation and from Viktor rubbing his nose to his neck. He was being had fed and nuzzled by a king. Just weird.
Viktor continued to feed him which he found so very bizarre and made a mental note to look up this behavior to see what it meant. He didn't know if there was something more significant behind it and he hated not knowing things. There had to be something more to this though because Viktor looked far too pleased. His blue eyes practically sparkled with contentment. He didn't inadvertently accept some sort of kooky tradition that allowed Viktor to court him?...did he?
Yuuri blushed again. Crap...now he wished he had paid more attention to his teachings. Viktor's hand cupped the back of his neck redirecting his attention back to the king. He seemed to be just staring at him while his claws grazed the back of his neck.
Was he supposed to do something? Unable to keep looking his blue intense stare he looked away. The heaviness in his stare made him feel funny. Something about Viktor was setting his nerves in a frenzy.
When Viktor growled at him again Yuuri tried to think about anything that he remembered about Numinorian customs. When all else failed the dominant male would demand submission. Was that what Viktor wanted? Submission? Was it as a show of thanks?
Hmmmm….showing of thanks. He remembered this one! Looking at Viktor he blushed but leaned in and touched his forehead to his then grazed his nose to Viktor's. When Viktor started to growl low Yuuri cursed when that made him recall that that particular 'thank you' was used between mates.
Shit! Wrong one….he was supposed to offer his left neck.
He backed away but Viktor already had his face in his neck his teeth scraped his flesh making Yuuri jump. Oh no...
Viktor, however, was rejoicing. His beautiful Yuuri responded to his advances like a mate. Unable to help himself he immediately allowed his canines to lengthen and sought out Yuuri's unmarked neck. He had intended to mark that elegant smooth skin when the fog clouding his mind lifted a bit.
No wait…..this wasn't right….Yuuri wouldn't want to be his mate...
But it was hard to contain his beast who has desired the raven haired male since the beginning.
He felt an arm wrap around his waist and Yuuri started to panic when he felt Viktor poise his canines on the crook of his neck on the right side right over a very sensitive nerve.
Suddenly it was like something shifted within him. Something that has never happened. He was swamped with an intense craving to get closer to Viktor. He shivered when a bit of pressure was applied to that spot and pleasure engulfed him unexpectedly.
Viktor felt lightheaded and pressed harder into Yuuri's neck. No he needed to court him first…..right?...the fog was getting thicker making it harder to think clearly again. When Yuuri's scent shifted all reason left him. That tantalizing orange blossom scent now had a strong cinnamon undertone to it. Arousal. His mate desired him.
Yuuri's head whirled Oh god that feels so good he thought to himself his head fell to one side his nerves felt like they were running on a electricity. He felt alive. He almost moaned loudly when he felt those teeth sink in deeper into his flesh. His breathing came out in soft pants needing to feel the Numinor's teeth sink into his skin. When he realized Viktor was teasing him and he made an impatient noise. Viktor growl vibrated through him and it felt glorious. He clutched at Viktor's shirt when he felt his teeth sink in more and he almost begged for more. 'Yes…yes oh god yes please more' his body was singing and pulsing. He could feel his energy swirling around him and pour into Viktor. He didn't even attempt to stop the exchange instead he allowed it and hummed as pleasure swamped him.
He loved teasing his usually guarded mate. Viktor's beast wanted to savor the soft sounds that his Yuuri was making and the low moans of desperation, begging for him to complete the bond.
Yes….yes this was what they wanted….He sank his teeth a bit further loving the way his mate moved against him, submitting to him. He tasted Yuuri's blood and he wanted more. The power in his blood was addicting. He craved it. Craved him. Growling low he heard the low moan and bit down harder taking in his mate's life energy and exchanged it with his own.
He was about to carry his mate outside and find an empty secluded area where he could claim him when the sound of his brother broke the mating frenzy he had been feeling.
When the prince made a sound Yuuri senses came crashing down. He blinked confused as to what the heck just happened. He gave a startled gasp then winced when Viktor pried his teeth away from his neck. His shirt was moved back into place and he looked down at his shoulder. When did he move it? He looked up at Viktor who was looking at him with burning gold eyes.
Oh god he almost allowed him to mark him…..
What the hell was the matter with him? Why did he do that? Viktor reached over and ran his fingers through his hair soothingly "Forgive me…." he said growled low then backed away from him. Giving him space.
'Forgive him?' did he not mean it? Was it just his beast being trapped in the moment? He tried hard not to let it show how much that hurt but Viktor picked up on is changing mood because he cupped the back of his head and brought him close to whisper "You are not ready to mate...yet"
Yet…..
He felt very confused but even with his confusion he could not stop the small bit of warmth that filled his chest. Viktor wanted him to be his mate. He should not be happy about this! He was a slave to the king damnit! He should demand to be let free to go home and yet….
He rubbed his face. He didn't have the energy for this.
The prince rolled over and sighed rubbing his eyes then looked up. His eyes were a deep forest green, very jewel like, clear and bright.
He sat up and winced causing the king to growl low "Easy brother"
Yuri looked to his left and felt relief wash over him. His brother had rescued him. He knew he would but the relief still made him feel lightheaded. His body ached from the beatings that they gave him but it wasn't as bad as it should have been. He had broken ribs and a fractured arm…..
He then noticed the young raven haired male who by the looks of it had been sleeping next to him. He wasn't a Numinor though.
He sniffed the air around him aware that his brother was watching his reaction to the new person. The raven male reeked of his brother and magic.
Magic?
A mage? He sniffed again. He didn't smell like a mage though.
"Elemental" said his brother as a means of explanation. An Elemental? He looked over at the man who gave him a small unsure smile.
"That would be me" he said looking about as unsure as he sounded.
He then noticed his brother's eyes and knew he would be in this mode until he was healed. He hated when he got like this. There was no arguing with him so he allowed the overbearing idiot to feed him.
"You look about as happy as I did" whispered the mage to him when Viktor turned to get the water for them to drink.
Yuri snickered "Yeah something about being fed like a child just doesn't sit well but it is pack dynamics"
Yuuri's eyes lit up with curiosity "So this is normal behavior?"
The blonde prince nodded, he still looked tired and worn with faint bruising "It is when the head of the pack or the dominant male feels he needs to protect the endangered members. Meaning us. Seems Viktor labeled you pack if you are here and he hasn't ripped your throat out. His beast is feral towards outsiders when his beast is acting as guard"
Yuuri blinked then turned to Viktor who was staring at him with those strange gold eyes. He leaned back a bit but stopped when Viktor growled low.
"Is he always this intense?" he asked the young prince not taking his gaze away from Viktor. He was starting to remind him of a lion stalking it's dinner.
Yuuri snickered "Oh yes" he said then turned to him "What is your name?"
The raven haired mage broke his eye contact with his brother to look at him "Oh sorry I'm Yuuri"
The prince gave him a sour look "Really? Please tell me you're shitting me"
The mage laughed "Nope….wish I was but no. I spell mine with two 'u' though"
"Still" grumbled the teenage Numinorian.
"You can always just refer to me as 'mage'" he said with a shrug "I'll live with that"
Yuri studied the mage deciding he kinda liked this male. He didn't have the rough arrogant demeanor like a powerful Numinorian. He had his own power though from what he could tell it wasn't much of it. Which lead him to his next question.
"You seem very weak for a mage" he said bluntly honest "How did you help my brother defeat the dark mage?"
The raven rose one eyebrow at him "I burned out my fuse neutralizing the powers of the dark mage and the Granorian trying to rescue you"
"And you did beautifully" growled out his brother leaning into the mage nuzzling the mage's neck. The mage in turn rolled his eyes but allowed his brother to scent him though he did eventually back away to scold the king.
Yuri has never seen his brother behave that way towards anyone. It was baffling and slightly nauseating. Leave it up to his stupid brother to fall for the most unlikely person to mate with.
Yuri yawned feeling the food taking its effect.
Viktor growled low "Sleep" he ordered then looked to the mage.
Getting the hint he too lied back down on the furs. Yuri looked at the scowling mage and chucked 'I think I can actually make a friend with this one' he thought to himself before nodding off.
Yuuri closed his eyes but wasn't feeling very sleepy so he really only laid there listening to the movement of the camp outside.
"Sleep" the king ordered again.
Yuuri turned around to look at him "Stop sending me to sleep" he said fighting the spell then sighed when Viktor got up to lie down next to him. Yuuri tried to untangle himself from the Numinorian but he was of course stronger and pulled his smaller leaner body to his. Yuuri was about to argue when Viktor let out that annoying soothing growl that made him boneless.
"Serious personal space issues" he mumbled fighting against his eyes closing. He felt claws raked through his hair he could not stop the hum of pure contentment. Oh that felt nice….his mother use to do that to him when he had a cold or a nightmare as a child. "Mmmmm…stop that" he mumbled halfheartedly while snuggling closer to Viktor's warmth.
When Viktor paused and Yuuri no longer felt his fingers in his hair he gently kicked on his leg "Why you stop?" he didn't bother to acknowledge the deep chuckle instead he sighed in pure bliss.
Next he felt Viktor rub the spot behind his ear and all the tension magically leave his body. He felt so utterly relaxed he didn't even put up resistance when he heard the command to sleep instead he fell into a deep healing sleep.
Viktor smirked, so it seemed that Yuuri also responded to the triggers one would use on a mate when they needed calming down. Interesting. His mate. Yes….he rather liked how that sounded. Yuuri will make such a beautiful mate. He would only be dressed in the best. Have gems, fine silks, gold, luxuries….anything his small mate desires. Yuuri will be the Jewel of Amasis, guarded more than any other treasure.
He was already halfway there. Yuuri responded to him almost instinctively. He knew the bond they had went deeper than the lapis stone, he felt it deep in his bones. Leaning back he could not help but gently stroke his cheek with his fingertips.
He then pulled the collar of his loose black shirt to reveal the puncture marks on the crook of his neck. He felt his canines lengthen, he leaned down and nuzzled the area. His mouth was watering to mark him. Claim him. He was so soft, his skin was like silk, he marveled at it and craved to remove every stitch of their clothing. To bury himself into his mate and make them both fall apart in pleasure. His eyes fell to Yuuri's lips and a hunger stirred within him. He licked his own lips wanting to sample their sweetness but held back. Yuuri deserved to be courted properly and he would be honorable and not allow his beast to just take. A mate was a treasure that deserves the utmost respect and his Yuuri deserved no less.
Once he made sure his stubborn mate was asleep did he cloak them both with this energy projecting safety and warmth. Trying to pry himself away from Yuuri was a tricky thing. When he tried to move away from the small male he would only burrow closer to his chest following him.
Viktor chuckled kissing his forehead lovingly "You are full of surprises my Yuuri" he whispered taking his fur lined cloak and put it close to Yuuri then got up quickly. Yuuri hugged the soft cloak and continued to sleep much to his relief. His mage was utterly adorable.
He pulled the blanket to cover his brother and Yuuri then went to eat his own food. It was his duty to see to the wellbeing of the weaker and vulnerable members of his pack. Meaning that if he had to go without food for the sake of giving it to either one of them than he would gladly do it. That was why the strong held the authority. The powerful looked after those who could not.
In some animal sociality the weaker were left to die. Outcasted and treated poorly. The Numinorian beast were different. It saw the beauty in being softer…in having strengths in the arts and other trades that showed them that even the weakest members had a purpose. In their kingdom and society the powerful protected the weaker. So much so that the head of a family would turn feral if a stranger got near a member who was sick or vulnerable.
Crime was rare in his city but it wasn't to say there they didn't have a male or female that went rogue every now and again. There were many who wanted to keep to the old ways of taking. The strong only survived and fighting to keep what was theirs.
Stepping out the tent he called on Chris to give him instructions. Hunt, gather firewood, send some of the men to the kingdom ahead to give the news of their victory and to send word for a meeting with their trading merchants to try and salvage what alliances they could and see how fast they could get provisions.
He dreaded the work ahead of him. So for today he was going to bask and do nothing but guard his little pack mates.
With Chris on his way to carry out his orders he turned around and went back inside to carry out his plan. Climbing back into the furs he situated himself in-between his brother and the mage. Gathering Yuuri in his arms he enveloped the younger man in his scent pressing his chest against Yuuri's back then rested his face right on the crook of his mate's neck and relaxed.
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'Is this going to be a habit?' he thought exasperated waking up again to find himself being held down by Viktor. He could feel his warm breath right on his neck close to the area Viktor had marked giving him goosebumps. One of his arms was under Yuuri's head so the he acted like his pillow the other was possessively around his waist and chest.
He only took a moment to relish in the guilty pleasure of feeling Viktor's weight over him. It was oddly comforting which was new to him since he didn't like touching people. With a sigh Yuuri memorized this. The feel of being safe and wanted. Seems Viktor had a knack of throwing him out of his depth and it frightened him.
Closing his eyes he took inventory of his powers and was glad that he was almost fully charged one more. With that in mind he shifted into a white ferret again and slipped out from under the heavy arm of the king. Once he was out he pulled a pillow towards the king and stuffed it where his body should have been and slipped out of the tent to make his way to a creek to wash up.
It was late and several fires were lit around the camp. Keeping low to the ground he waved his way unseen and unnoticed until he reached the small creek.
From the creek he just barely see the fires that burned bright or hear the songs and music.
Shifting back he summoned his pack and took out his fresh set of clothes and some soap. Stripping down Yuuri stepped into the creek willing the water warm lifting it in front of him so that it rained down on his head taking his soap he lathered his dark hair and inhaled the familiar scent it held. The soap was one his mother use to make and while yes it was a tad bit on the feminine side it comforted him since it reminded him of her so much.
Washing the rest of his skin he allowed the warm water to ease the tension from his shoulders for a bit. Looking to his right shoulder he couldn't see the mark but he could feel it. Reaching up his fingers traced the tender flesh. He felt four deep puncture marks. He swallowed thickly. He was marked. What would this mean?
Letting the water fall back onto the creek, Yuuri went to the edge and took his towel to dry off. Slipping into some clean black pants he paired it with a black long sleeve shirt that he tucked in and pulled on a black leather sleeveless tunic vest and tied the black belt around it. Pulling his tall boots on and his leather gloves he didn't bother with his cloak. Stuffing his dirty clothes into his pack he waved his hand sending it home where he could summon it again when he wished for it.
He walked back to camp enjoying the silence when a feral snarl sounded in the camp.
'Oh crap' he thought walking faster.
He could hear several of the men shouting telling everyone to find him and to get back.
Scowling Yuuri emerged from the tree line and walked calmly over to the king who was frantically searching for him throwing his energy around. When he found his he wrapped it around him and tugged at him hard.
The soldiers stepped away from him not wanting to anywhere near him for fear their king will kill them.
You are making a scene Viktor he said telepathically wanting to see if it broke through the haze of his beast.
As soon as he got close to the king he reached out and tugged him close hauling him back into the tent. Yuuri let him because he could tell that he was holding on by a thread. His mind was so far gone merged with his animal side.
As soon as they were inside Viktor growled down at him angrily.
Yeah he figured his beast wasn't going to be happy with him but it was worth it. That bath was heavenly. Still he supposed he could give in a bit since it really wasn't Viktor's fault his beast was looney.
He allowed the overgrown beast to pull him closer by the waist and tilted his head when Viktor snarled low exposing his left side. He did not dare show him his right. He could feel his canines on his exposed vein but he wasn't the least bit frightened. He knew Viktor would never harm him so he reached up and laid his hands on his chest and rested his body to his.
I only went for a bath….. Yuuri said reaching out and rubbed his energy against Viktor's tempting the real Viktor to come out of his haze.
It felt odd being so close to another person. His mother was the only person he's ever let close to him. He's always been a bit standoffish but it seems he didn't have that problem with Viktor.
"Please do not ever do that again"
Yuuri turned to gaze into deep ocean blue eyes. He really couldn't help the small smile that formed on his lips.
"Hey welcome back" he said then blushed red "We need to talk"
Viktor nodded "I have over stepped on a boundary haven't I?"
At that Yuuri couldn't help the soft snort "A boundary? You crossed a few Viktor. Starting with this" he pulled his shirt away from his neck to show him the puncture wounds "I can feel it…..the bond"
Viktor looked at the wound. It was an incomplete mark but it was the starting of one. He could see faint silver swirls on Yuuri's skin coming out from the four puncture marks. Every mating mark was different depending on the dominant male. It seems his mark would be silver in color though what the pattern will be like was still to be seen.
Tentatively he reached out and easily found the weak connection between them "Seems my beast was harder to control than I originally thought" he said reached out and brushed his fingers to his mark noting how Yuuri shivered gently "Does it hurt?"
Yuuri shook his head "It's sore but that's about it. I would heal it but this kind of magic is beyond me"
Viktor frowned "I do not understand"
Yuuri sighed "The magic that bonds two beings together is something that not even the mages know how to break or manipulate. I can't heal it because it will not respond to my magic" he moved his hand over the mark and again tried healing it and there was nothing. His hands glowed yellow but still nothing happened.
"Ah I see" said Viktor "It does not heal because only I can do that"
Yuuri rose an eyebrow "Come again?"
Viktor took his shirt and looked at Yuuri "May I?"
Yuuri swallowed and nodded. He had thought he was going to use his energy but when he leaned down and licked his skin he had to bit his lower lip from crying out. Oh stars above….what was this feeling?
"Easy Yuuri" murmured Viktor "It is the bond calling to you"
Viktor pulled away with tremendous effort. He desperately wanted to complete the bonding but he knew Yuuri would put up a fight.
Yuuri looked up at him his eyes wide "Am….am I your mate now?"
Viktor sighed "Yes and no…..it seems part of you reaches out to me while the other holds be at arm's length"
Yuuri sighed feeling anger and disappointment course through him. He was mated to a Numinor king. He felt a gentle touch on his chin coaxing him to look up. He could feel Viktor's energy around him, pulling at him gently.
"I would say I am sorry but that would be a lie Yuuri" he murmured "I truly meant what I said. I am not my grandfather and I would be honored to call you my mate…...if you allow me"
Yuuri grimaced "I don't know the first thing about your culture or how to be a mate. I am a mage not a mate"
Viktor looked at him then leaned down slowly and very gently rubbed his nose to his cheek. Yuuri closed his eyes and melted into his larger frame.
"I feel you Yuuri" he whispered against his skin "I feel your pain….your sorrow…..the ache you carry and your loneliness. I want to help ease it from your heart. You don't have to do anything….just stay close to me"
Yuuri swallowed then looked at Viktor's chest and the blue lapis. He reached up and touched it.
"The fact is that as long as you hold the power of the lapis I have no choice but to accept your wishes" he murmured.
Viktor frowned. He had not thought of it in that way "If I were to take it off…would you….." he didn't want to seem like a clingy person but he couldn't help it. The thought of Yuuri leaving his side was unacceptable. He could not go very long without his mate's presence. It would drive him mad. In his mind and heart Yuuri was his mate already.
"Would I what? Leave?" Yuuri asked with a hollow laugh "I don't know…..maybe?" he said then walked to sit in a chair "It's…complicated" he said rubbing his face.
Viktor took the other chair and sat in front of him "Yuuri I would like it if you stayed in the castle when we depart. I want you to know me...Viktor...not the king but the man"
Yuuri eyed the king "You seem very different from when I first met you….." he said noticing that the king didn't appear as arrogant and wondered why that was "Giving me an order use to be of no consequence to you but you now act differently towards me…..why?"
Viktor cleared his throat "That falls back to our bond but even before that I was already starting to change the way I speak to you"
Yuuri thought about that and realized that it was the truth. Viktor has been less annoying and if he was being honest with himself, he rather liked this Viktor.
"I suppose it was the stress talking in the beginning. Losing your brother, trying to be a leader and find a solution to the invading Granorians. I can understand and forgive that I suppose" said Yuuri then looked over to Yuri "I can heal him if you want me to. My powers are almost at full charge"
"Do you require more rest?" he asked but what he really wanted was to lie down and hold Yuuri to him. But the young mage shook his head.
"No...I'm ok" he said waving his hand making his pack appear "I do however want some tea" he said rummaging thought it and pulled out a small silk pouch that had a very curious and wonderful aroma filtering out of it "Hold this" he said dropping the pouch in his hands.
Viktor leaned down to sniff the purple pouch "That smells unlike anything I have ever smelled before. Tea you said it was?"
Yuuri nodded "It comes from a planet in the Cancri system. My grandfather before he passed had traveled there as a young boy and brought back a plant they used to make this fragrant tea"
Viktor watched fascinated as Yuuri made two small ceramic cups appear with a flick of glowing yellow hands, set a small iron kettle with water on the burning fire pit in the center of the tent. He took the bag from his hands and added the leaves to the water. Another flick of his wrist and the pouch disappeared. The ease on which his powers came to him was truly a marvel to behold.
"Just how powerful are you?" he asked curiously wanting to know everything related to Yuuri. He's never been close to a mage to ask questions and now he found himself wanting to know more about this fascinating and mysterious creature.
Yuuri rubbed the back of his neck blushing "Well…..I don't know. I've never been tested so I have no idea but if the battle was anything to go by. I can nullify two strong magical entities for a stretch of time and hold a barrier for over 4 hours before burning out"
"Plus you are very apt in shapeshifting" pointed out Viktor thanking him for the cup of the fragrant liquid.
"Ah yes well every mage has a natural born talent. Shifting is mine" he said blowing on his tea and took a sip closed his eyes and signed "That's better"
Viktor studied his happy expression and felt himself getting lost in the unique way his eyes sparkled. Pulling his eyes away he inhaled the floral aroma and took a small sip. Immediately he sighed and felt his whole body relax.
"This is heavenly" he breathed out closing his eyes and took another sip savoring the liquid as it hit his senses making him feel renewed.
Yuuri smiled fondly "It was my mother's favorite" he said softly looking down at his tea cup "She always use to say that no matter how big your problems are a cup of tea could help soothe the soul"
A deep ache formed in his chest. He missed his mother so much. Missed her gentle touch, her smile and her humming to him a night.
Viktor's beast was screaming at him to comfort his mate. Not able to fight it he reached over and slipped his hand to the nap of Yuuri's neck leaned forward and touched his forehead to his temple growling low and deep.
Yuuri swallowed then closed his eyes and sighed through his nose exhaling drinking in the comfort of that one touch. He leaned into him for a second and just took the comfort he offered.
"I am sorry for your loss malyutka….how long have you been alone?" he asked pulling away wanting to ease Yuuri to his presence. He knew he would need to court him slowly and he would do anything to have Yuuri accept him.
Yuuri cleared his throat not knowing how to react to the small endearment of 'little one' from the Numinorian king. He felt his face grow warm and if he was honest with himself he wanted to lean against Viktor again. The feel of his hand on the back of his neck and hear that low rumbling sound in his chest. It felt soothing and left him in a bit of a daze.
"Three years" he said taking another sip of the tea "And I rather not talk about it if you don't mind…..it's still too fresh"
"Of course Yuuri" replied Viktor his tone was gentle and understanding surprising him even more than his own reactions to him.
They were quiet for a bit drinking their tea when Yuri started to stir. Yuuri watched Viktor go over to his little brother and fuss over the surly boy.
"I'm fine" grumbled the blonde prince "I'm not weak you know"
Viktor gave him what Yuuri suspected was an indulgent smile "Of course you're not. You are the crown prince. Being weak is not in our blood"
Yuuri looked away hiding his smirk. Viktor was laying it on too thick in his opinion but it was not his business. He took another sip of the tea and waiting for Viktor to be done.
When the prince started complaining about wanting to leave did Yuuri stand "I think I can help with that"
Viktor turned to look at Yuuri hesitation in his eyes "Not at the risk of your health"
Yuuri rolled his eyes at him "I burned out my fuse not get the plague Viktor. I can handle healing a few bruises" he conjured his staff and moved Viktor out of the way with the end of it "Shoo you're in my way"
Viktor smirked at him and held up his hands "As you wish malyutka but if I feel you growing weak I will intervene"
"Sure sure" muttered Yuuri kneeling by where the prince sat looking from Viktor to him.
"Are you two seriously courting?" The blonde looked over at Viktor "He's a mage dumbass"
Yuuri frowned at the prince then looked at Viktor "Have you been raising him with wolves or something? The kid as the tack of a dog with rabies" when the prince opened his mouth to spout something, no doubt rude, at him Yuuri pointed his staff at him "Think twice before opening that mouth. I will turn you into a cricket for the journey back"
Yuri's eyes widen then he looked over at Viktor "He's fucking kidding ….. Right?"
Viktor sighed pinching the bridge of his nose "No he really isn't Yuri" he then looked down at his mate "no turning the crown prince into a cricket Yuuri"
Yuuri rolled his eyes "See and that right there is why he's the way he is. You let him get away with too much"
Yuri growled "I'm right here you two morons. Quit talking about me like him not even in the room!" He then winced holding on to his bruised ribs.
Yuuri looked down at the loudmouth youth "You know on second thought… I think healing on his own will do him good. The pain is a good character builder" he said making his staff disappear then walked towards the table and sat down picking up his tea again.
Yuri growled at the mage "I am in pain! Come here and fix it" the blond prince balled his fists in anger.
Yuuri sipped his tea calmly "No I don't think I will"
The prince then turned to his brother "Make him Viktor. I know you can. I'm tired of feeling weak and I want to go back home"
Viktor pinched the bridge of his nose "Yurochka….." he began but the teenager growled.
"Now damnit! You that have stupid necklace that can make him do want you want right?" said the blonde wincing and holding his ribs.
Yuuri eyed Viktor angrily. Just a few moments ago he had told him he wanted to help ease his pain and now he won't even stand up to the brat talking about him like he was a dog on a leash.
"Yes Viktor why don't you make me? Not like I can refuse now can I?"
Viktor turned to Yuuri narrowed his eyes at him "Yuuri" his voice had a bite to it, scolding and angry.
Yuuri stared at Viktor for a few seconds, his face void of emotion. So….he was going to scold him but not the prince. Stupid of him to think a Numinor could be different.
With a sigh Yuuri stood up waved his hand towards the prince healing him then walked out of the tent. Before Viktor could stop him he shifted to his falcon form and flew high into the sky. If he couldn't hear Viktor's voice he could not be commanded to stay. He could vaguely hear the commotion below but he flew further away.
He needed to think. Needed time alone. He knew the chances of Viktor leaving him alone was slim but he took whatever freedom he could get. He could feel the pulse of the mark. Viktor was trying to call to him. He was lucky the bond was weak. If he didn't have his magic he would have been so helpless against Viktor.
The flight back home was long but being in this form he was able to cover long distances in less than a few hours. Landing in his front garden Yuuri shifted back and inhaled the familiar air.
This was home. He could never live in Amasis and in the castle. He knew what Viktor wanted from him and he didn't think he could be his mate. Confined to the king's chambers and bed, his sole purpose in life to tend to his mate's desires and children.
He was not some weak bed warmer. Although….
He looked around and felt the empty space leave a gaping hole in his chest. He wouldn't mind having a child of his own. Someone to love unconditionally and love him in return. Someone he could teach his magic to and see the wonder in bright innocent eyes look at him with trust.
Problem with that was that he didn't want the mate that was attached to that child. He feared being controlled and dominated. He didn't like being restricted or told what to do which was why he reacted the way he did to the prince.
He had thought Viktor would be different. He put a hand to his heart feeling the uncomfortable weight of the pain the disillusion caused. He had not realized that part of himself had already been accepting the king.
Going inside of his cottage he smiled at all the warm memories he had here. Of his mother humming as she knitted by the hearth in winters. Of him and his sister sitting on the long bench of the table while their father taught them how to control their magic.
Going to his bedroom his stripped out of his clothes leaving his underwear on and crawled under his sheets and thick blanket. The bed felt so good and the familiar scent of home relaxed him. As he closed his eyes he had to admit to himself that he missed Viktor's presence.