This is something that's been bouncing around in my head for a while now. I love the interaction between Alexander and Hephaestion, and I would like to think that, when they weren't at war, they had a little fun sometimes.
This is based on the movie Alexander, or more accurately, scenes I wish they had shown! I do not own the story or any of the characters, though if I could...I would love to own the beautiful Hephaestion!
Summary: A Bored Alexander is a dangerous thing. Trouble ensues.
Ratings: T for first few chapters, M for later ones to just be safe.
Chapter Four: The Dance
Alexander and Hephaestion stood side by side inside door, looking down to the place Bagoas had just vacated. He had a bath drawn with fragrant oils in the water, as well as in bottles around the tub. The room smelled of bergamot and oranges. Thick towels and a fresh robe of embroidered green silk had been carefully laid out, and torches were lit near the tub, lighting it with a softly flickering glow. The atmosphere was very sensual.
They were both silent, glancing at each other and smiling softly. Hephaestion did not understand why he suddenly felt shy and a bit nervous. It wasn't like they'd never been alone together before, though it had been quite a while since they had this sort of privacy. He nearly jumped when he felt Alexander's hand settle on his shoulder. He turned to meet his smiling eyes.
"Tell me, Hephaestion…what is it you wish of me? What would you like me to do for you?" He spoke softly, in an almost seductive tone that Hephaestion hadn't heard from him in longer than he cared to remember. Things had changed so much over the past few years.
"I cannot order you around like a servant, my king. It isn't right." In his mind, however, he had quite a few requests he thought he would like to make.
Alexander squeezed his shoulder lightly, as he smiled reassuringly. "You are not ordering me around, as you put it. You won the contest, which I myself created, and we agreed upon the prize. I would consider it a privilege to take care of you and do whatever you want me to do. You are my best friend, and I love you. Please, relax and tell me what you want."
It had been much too long since Hephaestion had heard Alexander tell him he loved him. While both men knew it, it was wonderful to hear. He felt his heart swell with love for his friend.
"Actually, Alexander, that bath looks wonderful. I am sweaty and covered in dust. I would love to soak off this grime and put something decent on. May I?"
Alexander smiled at him. "If that is what you wish, that is what you shall have. Come, I will help you."
He reached his hand out and threaded his fingers through Hephaestion's, leading him down to the bath area.
"Please," he said, "get in. I will take care of you."
Feeling only a little self- conscious, Hephaestion stepped out of the dusty loincloth and climbed into the tub of steaming, fragrant water. He sunk down to his neck, leaned his head back on the side of the tub and sighed. This was paradise, he thought. The warm water felt wonderful on his sore, stiff muscles. He thought to himself they were definitely too old to try wrestling again.
He startled slightly as he felt strong hands massaging his shoulders and neck. He groaned and leaned back into the touch. He felt slightly guilty, having Alexander take care of him like this. Alexander could be very giving and had a soft side that very few were ever fortunate enough to witness.
"By the gods, Alexander…I have missed this." His voice dropped to barely above whisper. "I have missed YOU."
Alexander sighed, sounding slightly sad. "I know, and I have missed you as well. More than I allow myself to show. So many things change. It is funny, though, when we are together like this it is as if nothing has changed at all."
He gently pushed Hephaestion into a more upright position. "Tilt your head back a little", he instructed. He proceeded to wash Hephaestion's hair, pouring water from a bronze cup to rinse it, and massaging his scalp and temples. Hephaestion thought that he could not possibly be happier. A pair of warm, wet hands proceeded to rub knots out of his upper back, then down his shoulders to his strong upper arms.
"Alexander….you really don't have to do all this you know."
Alexander leaned over and dropped a soft kiss on the top of his head. "I want to do this for you, so don't argue with your king! THAT is an order, General Hephaestion!"
Hephaestion smiled, leaning back again and closing his eyes. "Yes, my king."
Alexander thumped him lightly on the top of his head. "Stop saying 'my king' already!
They both laughed lightly.
"Tell me, Hephaestion, what else is it you would like me to do?"
Hephaestion's blue eyes fixed on the intense, dark eyes of his friend. "Join me?" His husky whisper sent shivers down Alexander's spine.
Alexander nodded his head slightly, feeling slightly light-headed. Never taking his eyes from Hephaestion's, he stepped out of his loincloth and climbed into the tub, leaning back against the opposite side so they faced each other. The undefeated king of the known world felt nervous, and was annoyed with himself about it. He chewed on his lower lip, a habit that only surfaced when he was nervous or trying to hide his emotions.
Hephaestion reached up and brushed a golden curl away from Alexander's face and smiled at him. Alexander realized he'd been holding his breath and let it out slowly. An observant Hephaestion chuckled softly.
Alexander frowned and swatted his arm. Hephaestion winked at him.
Alexander washed his hair and cleaned himself, while Hephaestion leaned back and just watched. The sight of Alexander never failed to stir his blood
Hephaestion gazed at him warmly. "How are you feeling, Alexander? Are you as relaxed as I am?"
Alexander just nodded and closed his eyes. He didn't catch the mischievous twinkle in his friend's eyes. Hephaestion inched his foot towards Alexander's leg, taking aim at his calf. He reached forward…
"Oooowww! What the….what was that for?" Alexander yelped. Hephaestion had pinched the calf of his leg with his toes.
"Just seeing if you were paying attention, my king" he grinned.
Alexander snorted. "Huh. Well…tub time is over! I'm getting out!"
Hephaestion watched as Alexander scrambled out of the tub, taking in his compact, muscular body and really nice butt. Playful Hephaestion was back. He laughed as Alexander dried off and pulled the green silk robe around him with an annoyed look on his face. His damp hair was curling around his face, and his golden skin glowed with the faint sheen of the scented oils they had bathed with. He looked damned cute.
Hephaestion climbed out of the tub and dried himself off. He smiled to himself, noticing the way Alexander was watching him out of the corner of his eye, trying not to be caught looking. Hephaestion smirked and made a show of it. He dried himself slowly, drawing the thick towel over his skin, lingering on his smooth chest and flat abs, bending over to dry his feet all the while giving Alexander a nice view of his firm backside. He was having a great deal of fun with this. He rubbed the towel slowly over his manhood, hearing a sharp intake of breath from Alexander. The corners of his lips curved up into a smug smile. He loved teasing Alexander.
Alexander knew exactly what he was doing. "I don't think I like you any longer" he said, and turned his back.
Hephaestion could see his shoulders shaking and knew he was trying not to laugh. He found a blue robe the color of the sky, and his eyes, and put it on. He poured two cups of wine and handed one to Alexander. They smiled at each other.
"Okay, smart ass, now what you like me to do?" Alexander asked.
Hephaestion sipped his wine. "Wanna wrestle?" he quipped.
Alexander smiled seductively. "Rules?" he asked.
Hephaestion smiled and moved to stand in front of him. He reached out and ran a finger down the middle of Alexander's chest. "I've been giving that some thought..."
(more to come soon...)
