TITLE: Quick and hard or slow and soft?
AUTHOR: Too_beauty.
PAIRING: Alexander & Hephaestion.
RATING: PG.
DISCLAMER: I don't know the people involved, they belong to History and to themselves but I wouldn't mind sharing my life with Phai *sighs*
WARNING: None, just implied m/m relationship. Our Beloved Ones are more domestic !
NO BETA so all mistakes are mine.
FEEDBACK: comments are love!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Fourth drabble of the series "A&H Silly Drabbles"
Hephaestion stormed inside the Royal chamber, fuming and in pain; he had had one of those days were everything went wrong.
It started really early when Phainder woke up in the middle of the night when a Cyclops wanted to eat him; Alexander had told him his bedtime story and he had made the wrong choice … again. It took Hephaestion nearly an hour to calm their three-year-old son. When Phainder fell asleep again, Hephaestion was cramped in the small bed; he went back to their bedroom and got under the covers, he was chilled so he got closer to Alexander whose skin was always warm, but the great king yelled because his husband was frozen; tired and angry, the gorgeous Hephaestion turned onto his side and set himself in the opposite side of the bed while Alexander went back to his loud snoring.
Morning came too quickly for Hephaestion's like but he had many interviews already planned and he had also some lessons to give; he was teaching Oratory and Diplomacy at the Royal School in the Palace.
Breakfast was fine and after kissing his son and husband goodbye, Hephaestion went towards the room where the interviews were about to be held. On his way, the king tried to group his partner but the brunette told him off, telling him he was not in the mood.
Many ambassadors from different parts came to pay respects to the great king and also to speak about the administration of their lands which were in the furthest frontiers of the vast empire. Each ambassador brought a different problem and none of them were easy to solve. Despite his pounding headache, the Chiliarch could find a solution that suited each ambassador, who went out of the room speaking marvels of the wise young man.
Around midday, Alexander went to look for his partner, he knew he had misbehaved and having left Phainder with his nana, he took the basket with food, wine and some sweet treats and took his lover to his favourite place, a secluded garden that Alexander had gifted Hephaestion many years ago with a sample of each plant the former General liked.
In there, there was also a love seat and there they had their lunch, between kisses and bites. The chiliarch dozed on his husband's chest and thought that maybe the day was getting better. Things would prove him wrong.
Stephanos, the loyal page and right hand of Hephaestion, reached the gate of the garden and called for him with anxiety in his voice.
"Hephaestion, Hephaestion, the ambassador Pericles is here, demanding your presence and he is threatening with a riot."
On his fast way out, Hephaestion ripped his upper thigh with a rosebush and torn the pants he was wearing. Two hours later, a calmer Pericles was drinking some wine with Alexander in the Throne room and chatting friendly while Hephaestion looked totally worn out. He rubbed his thigh unconsciously but his action wasn't unnoticed. When the ambassador retired, Alexander approached slowly and grinning asked Hephaestion:
"Come on, let me now" while grabbing his partner's hips.
"No, Alexander, not now" he replied bating his hands off.
"Come on Phai, let me …"
"I said NO, why is it so difficult to understand?"
"But Phai …. "
"But nothing."
"But I want to …."
"But I don't! I am going to take Phainder for a ride" he informed leaving the room and a frustrated king.
On arriving to his son's bedroom, his nana was leaving the place.
"Oh, sire, the little prince has just got asleep"
"But isn't it early?"
"A bit but he was really tired; you told me he had a nightmare last night. Is there something wrong?" she asked when she saw his disappointment all over his face.
"Not really, I just wanted to take him for a ride; it doesn't matter, I'll go alone" and there he left a bit sad and with a heavy heart.
He was walking towards the royal stables when the groom went out of Auburn's place and shouted at a boy telling him to go and fetch the chiliarch.
"I am right here, what's the matter?" asked Hephaestion.
"Auburn stepped into a hidden hole on the ground and now she is limping but Bucephalus doesn't leave her side and nobody can get near to help her."
"All right, let's see what I can do" he said with resignation in his voice.
"Come on Oxhead, leave Auburn alone so I can tend her leg", but the stallion was as stubborn as his owner and defied the chiliarch with his big black eyes and his equal big white teeth.
"By Zeus's balls! Move away or I'll tie you up and starve you to death!" shouted Hephaestion.
The king's horse had to have sensed the fury in the man's voice and stepped aside. After an hour, Hephaestion was all sweaty, dirty, in pain and with very bad humour. He started to think what he had done so wrong to have brought the gods' rage on his person.
He needed a bath and calmness so he decided to go to his chamber, but while he was walking he couldn't stop thinking about all the bad things that had happened to him during the day. The moment he entered the room, he was thrown against a wall.
"What are you doing, Alexander? Let me alone"
"I won't, you have been avoiding and denying me all day long."
"This is not the right moment, let me rest."
"No, I won't and decide now or I will have what I want in my own way" threatened Alexander.
"What do you mean?"
"Do you really have to ask? You have been avoiding "it" for some hours, I know by now IT must be swollen and painful. So I ask you for the last time: Quick and hard or slow and soft?" He said with a wicked smile.
"That's fine, slow and soft, please" Hephaestion finally said while lying on the big bed.
"That's my boy!" said Alexander while taking slowly the rose thorn from his thigh.