I can feel my eyeballs under the lids as they reform. It took longer than I thought it would. That was saying something. Maybe I'm still recovering after the explosion. I try not to bring myself to those thoughts. I can't help it. I'm already there. The dull throb of the nerves connecting was small in comparison to the white-hot pain from healing after the explosion. The feeling of bone forming followed by muscle being wrapped up in skin. Each nerve connection, to blood beginning to flow where it was needed as pathways of veins knitted together and coursed through my newly made shell that houses my soul. Organs knitting and connecting flowing life back into me were part of my awareness. I felt it all and the blind agony stays imprinted in my being, always a reminder that I am reborn from death in pain, always deep and cutting me again and again.

The eyeballs can be seen or in my case, felt. I wonder how that is going to affect the view for the client. I'm so nervous as to what to do, so I calmly focus on not allowing them to move. They do on their own searching for a way out from under my lids to do the job they were meant to do, see. The more I concentrate, the more they move. I could feel tears puddle in the corners of the closed slits and wonder where they will drain if the ducts continue to fill. I start to shake, alerting Otnai to my trouble.

"My Prince? What is wrong?" His reaching for me is a common reaction now. Our lying together for the past week has bonded us in an understood commitment with each other. Before he was my servant. Now, we were official lovers. As far as what Havite said it wasn't going over well with the Sheik. It could mean our separation, but as long as we 'performed' for the clients, we were aloud our reward.

Besides, the bastard was watching us most of the time. He would join in as well if the mood hit him, followed closely by Havite. Otnai would reach for my hand as the two fornicated with us, the Sheik on me, Havite on Otnai. When it was done and the Sheik would thank us with gifts. I would soothe Otnai's mood by telling him a story about the stars wrapped up tightly around him, easing him back to me.

That was a problem. Havite somehow made Otnai uneasy. He would breathe a little heavier when Havite was around, and if Havite had sex with him, he was almost closed off to any human contact. It was almost like Havite abused Otnai. But I could feel or hear no such evidence of that. Havite as far as I could tell adored Otnai. He was very proud of the young man. But without fail, as soon as Otnai was near Havite, the young man would almost in a panic, and then he shut down. I was surprised he reached for my hand while the others pounded us hard and longingly. It was almost like I held him in place, kept him from disappearing into his darker self.

My thoughts were guarded but I could feel him reading me as my mind wandered away from my eyes forming to thoughts of him.

"Havite. You have a strange reaction to him. Did he ever hurt you?" I kissed his nose as my hand reached for the softness of his cheek. There, it was out in the open. He would answer me that was his way.

"No!" He bolted up practically pushing me out of the bed. He was breathing heavier, almost with fear as I started to smell a change in him. "It is just, I don't know how to say this." He was panting, sweat pouring off him in panic.

"Hey, I'm sorry, please love come back down to me and let me hold you. Get your thoughts together and then tell me what it is. I'm here for you." I sat up, reaching for his hair to smooth it with my hand. He seemed to like that caress the most, making him coo at me, a very desirable sound.

"No one has ever said they have been here for me." I could feel his unseeing face turn towards me. He gave in to my touch and sank down, seeking my arms. Curling around me again as his heart settled and his breathing relaxed he sighed into my shoulder. "When Havite has me, it seems wrong somehow. I don't know it is. It's like my body goes with it because of the training. But somewhere in my heart, it feels as if it were taboo. I have never told anyone that." I could feel him smile as he said. "Until you came along there was never anyone I could have told that to." Our lips found each other the instant his head went up to find mine.

Soft as the covers below our kisses were. It wasn't long until he was on his back, me draping over him as if I was one of the sheets. Our hunger was always great seeking skin to suck and kiss. I felt his legs part as his mouth told me he was ready again. I was beginning to wonder if there was ever too much of being with a lover. He was easy in ways that none, not even Ianto was. So ready and it wasn't his 'training' that brought him to that place, it was his realization that he was learning how to love.

I loved seeking his warm spot and without much effort or a speck of resistance we were joined. I pushed deep into him, working my tongue around his mouth coaxing a moan out of depth of his throat. He was magic tightening his muscles around me as it pulled out just to plunge back in. To me it was heaven; this is the feeling you get when you have surrendered your heart. It isn't sex then it is love, hot with passion, each giving to the other, words not needed as you close in around each other, the only two in the world for the moment. We focused on our hips grinding together, and then pulling apart, slowly I made my way to his pleasure spot. I brush it lightly, feeling him shiver with the unexpected sensation.

He never before gave into his own desire but now he was demanding. It was like I turned on this man call Otnai for the first time. He gave up the role of servant and grabbed my hips. He pushed his up to meet finding the spot dead on making him call out "Jack" in a loud voice. I didn't try to hush him, just did as he commanded pushing and pulling faster and harder, pounding into him giving him ever inch, every possible amount of pleasure and sensation I could muster.

He bit at my ear before he went for my neck making me cry out his name. We humped like crazy, moving our bodies around the bed in the process. He was furious on my lips; I could feel him quiver as he released under me. I buried my face in to his neck smelling his sweat as I came. I felt lightheaded as I filled him. He shook under me, kneading his body into mine, seeking every last sensation he could. He was quietly moaning still, lost in the ecstasy of our lovemaking.

"That's what this is," I spoke my thoughts out loud. "We just made love." He smiled letting laughter, real happy honest to goodness laughter escaped from him.

"I can feel that! Jack, I will tell you one thing. No one is like you. I feel alive, real with you. I hope to the Gods it never changes." He licked my neck waiting for me to reply.

I for once didn't care if the words never came true. I just loved the way I felt laying on top this man, sweaty and tired from real in love sex. "Me too." Was all I said as we continued are after fuck foreplay.

Shadows started to disrupt my training as I begin to focus on them and the minor light I could see rather than the 'blind man's bluff' technique I was taught. I was compensating as some of the clients were noticing. I covered my tracks and if they were displeased at first, thinking me still not polished in the techniques, the finish left them more than happy. So if they were going to complain, the idea left their brains with my wonderful distractions.

The Sheik when he came to me seemed too drunk to notice my eyes so that was a plus. Havite said something to me though not about my eyes but about Otnai. He was pleased that I was bringing the best out in the young man. It seemed that he was happy for us. I think that was what he meant. Havite came to me a lot more when the Sheik became distracted with the young girl that was given to him in some sort of trade. She was the focus of his attentions. Which was fine by me, for it gave me more time with Otnai. Unless Havite had his way, it seemed that he started to fancy me even more.

"You are so lovely, Jack. You have a matured grace. I'm pleased that despite age your training was a success." I poured him some more wine as he lay on my bed; his hand strayed to my hip touching the skin there. I made myself twitch to the touch. I found myself doing that a lot with Havite. I think it was because of the way Otnai felt around him. I just didn't feel like giving him a natural reaction, so I forced it.

"Thank you, I'm pleased that you are pleased." I moved my hips to indicated how I desired him. I was convinced with my act.

Havite shifted in the bed as his hand reached between my legs. He rubbed me gently almost with care. It felt good despite the unpleasant thoughts that Otnai's reaction to this man brought to my mind. I sighed into the rubbing allowing myself to drift.

"That's it. Let yourself go Jack. I want to make you come. Really come, not the pretending you have been doing. You are good at that, but I want better from you." He moved his free hand around my waist pulling me closer to him. I felt the warmth of his breath on my stomach as he kissed the skin above crotch. His hand wrapped around it tighter, pulling it and tugging just rough enough to hurt slightly but not enough to bother the sensation. I threw my head back as his lips brushed the spot I loved. He kissed around my member into his mouth as he rolled his tongue around the sensitive skin. I lost my balance with the heat rising as I came shamelessly close to orgasm and leaned on his shoulders giving him greater access to my now raging hard on.

Havite was a master of the blowjob. He knew where to use tongue and when to suck me off. He was letting himself sending vibrations through me. His desire danced on the air. He then let go of me in my dazed state and turned me on my hands and knees lost and panting for relief. It wasn't long before he pushed his way into me, hard and fast. The moment he made contact, I knew it wasn't going to be long. He was telling me much the same as he moved in and out of me, groaning each time he leaned in to nip at my ear.

"You are so good, Jack, not another like you. I could get used to this in a good way." He panted loudly sweaty lips brushing on my neck. I began to huff as I allowed him to push deeper in me. Without any warning my mind let the feeling of bliss wash over me as the waves of endorphins caressed my mind, pushing out from with great urgency. Havite let himself fill me, shaking slightly at the powerful emotions the ejaculation sent through him. He fell on my back breathing heavily at first as I lost control of my limbs and let us crash to the bed. He laughed as he kissed my back, rubbing his face into my damp hair.

"So good, Jack. What an amazing power you have and so sweet to the taste. I see now why my son loves you. Otnai and you are perfect for each other."

My heart twisted at Havite's words. Suddenly the world seemed black and cold.

End Part 6 TBC