Chapter 7
As you might guess, Alexander and Hephaistion get reacquainted.
For Phaifan who needs some cheering up.
Alexander's arms locked strongly around Hephaistion's tall lithe body and pulled him into an embrace.
"Come, take your punishment," he murmured nuzzling Hephaistion's throat as he fought with the crazed desire overtaking him to engulf Hephaistion, to utterly overtake and devour every breath of him, to kiss and memorize his very scent. He smiled up into Hephaistion's long lashed eyes as their lips met fiercely in adoration of their love.
"My heart feels as though it is beating for the first time." Alexander laughed as he stared into Hephaistion's eyes.
"Mine too," Hephaistion felt tears well in his eyes and drew Alexander's muscled, compact body firmly within his embrace. He rested his chin on the familiar golden head and kissed it with his lips and tears.
"Why do I feel we have been long parted when I know I have seen you just recently?" His arms tightened around Alexander possessively and he kissed him so fiercely that Alexander's chest began to heave as he fought for breath.
"I, I cannot…you steal my breath." Hephaistion pulled back frowning, his eyes filling with concern.
"No, no, do stop," Alexander teased running a long finger along Hephaistion's full lips. "I do not mind having the breath squeezed from my body by you. I think I would not mind having anything done to my body by you." His beautiful blue-grey eyes were now dark grey with intensity as he pressed his own hand to Hephaistion's breast and felt the beat of his heart. There was no more need for words, their breath and eyes said all that need be spoken.
Alexander smiled and ran his hands over Hephaistion's broad chest and the carnal heat of the stalking lion rose in his eyes. The great bed that gave rest and had witnessed the pleasure of the many Kings of Persia now gave way to the devotion and rapture of Alexander and Hephaistion.
Mortal thoughts and flimsy clothing were forgotten, tossed aside to make way for the fire and immortality of Eros.
Alexander's tears mingled with Hephaistion's as he pulled his lover's nude body into his arms. Tenderly he kissed Hephaistion's closed eyes, drew a fingertip lightly across the long, thick black lashes and ran his hand through the soft silken strands of bronze hair, stoking and smoothing it away from his forehead. Alexander's fingers traced the outline of his lover's beautiful face, the high cheek bones, the perfect lips, high forehead and slightly stubborn chin.
"I have the most beautiful lover in the world." He murmured into Hephaistion's ear.
Hephaistion smiled but shook his head. "Oh, no, I have the most beautiful lover. There is no one like you and you belong to me." He lifted his head to meet Alexander's kiss.
"Yes, we belong to each other." Alexander gazed marveling at his lover's supple body and bent his head toward it. He laved it with his tongue, teasing, kissing, nuzzling and imprinting every inch of Hephaistion's skin with his fingers, mouth and tongue. Every scar that Hephaistion had ever taken in battle he honored, his lips played across his throat and along the lines of his shoulders, breast and face. Alexander teased and kissed the tender skin of his belly. With a wicked smiled he skipped the part rising up for his attention most, and went on his way down Hephaistion's body. Alexander nipped his way along Hephaistion's long well-muscled thighs and down his shapely calves and feet. Lastly he took each of Hephaistion's strong hands in his own and held them together to his lips.
"I could devour you so great is the desire I feel inside for you." Alexander whispered as he rose staring down into shining blue pools of Hephaistion's adoring eyes.
"Mmm, I think I would like that," Hephaistion's smile was teasing and he ran a finger along Alexander's forehead and down around his lips. "Yes, to feel your beautiful lips…oh, the thought alone…." He was unable to finish his words as Alexander's hands were teasing him toward a place where words did no good.
"Yes," Alexander laughed. "I can see what the thought does to you. It gives rise to so much." He lay between his lover's famous thighs. Ever so slowly he worked his way up to the long rigid spear of flesh rising from Hephaistion's auburn curls. With a deep sigh of pleasure Hephaistion lay back, eyes closed letting the fire of Alexander's love burn him. Alexander's lips were firm and hungry as they tasted Hephaistion. He smiled each time Hephaistion's cries of pleasure rent the air and he kissed that sensitive spot only he knew on Hephaistion's throat drawing heated cries from Hephaistion's perfect mouth.
"You may taste all you want, but first let me worship at the shrine." Hephaistion grabbed Alexander's wrists and pulled him up along the length of his body.
"I always was better at wrestling," Hephaistion laughed as Alexander tried to pull back, lost his balance and fell back upon Hephaistion. Hephaistion pinioned Alexander's arms to his sides and rolled over until he pinned Alexander beneath his larger body. "Struggle all you like, but you won't win, you never do"
Alexander snorted but lay quietly beneath Hephaistion erotic gaze for a moment. Then he tossed his mane of gold hair and growled low in his throat. "I know that look well enough."
Hephaistion laughed and gathered Alexander's wrists together and held them over his head. "This is one time you'll not play the pouncing lion with me. Remember I am the tiger."
"Are you indeed?" Alexander arched an eyebrow and tried to move, but Hephaistion held him fast. "As I recall," Alexander's eyes met Hephaistion's satisfied smile, "the tigers in the Indias were conquered dominated beasts led about on silver chains. Only the lion reigns free in the wild."
"Well, this time my beloved lion, you will be tamed. I have already caught you." Alexander laughed at Hephaistion's words and he started to speak further, but Hephaistion's lips came down over his mouth stealing the breath from him as he felt the heat rise through his body as Hephaistion very slowly began to rub against his belly and thighs.
Alexander's eyelids fluttered he grew deeply aroused, and tossed his head as the friction of Hephaistion's long heat set fire to his. "I'll make you pay for this, I swear it," he growled in between groans of such intensity that Hephaistion's eyes fairly glowed.
"Oh, I'm sure you will, but not just yet." Hephaistion laughed as he lowered his head to kiss his lover and leisurely gave himself up to tormenting Alexander as he took him into his hand. He smiled as he watched Alexander shudder and moan against the slow torture he was delivering with his hands.
Leisurely Hephaistion tormented Alexander until he…. "Gods! What in the name of the Furies…!" Suddenly, both men separated and flew upright. Ptolemy's voice and the loud banging of his spear head resounded like thunder on the outer door.
"I will have his balls!" Hephaistion growled and clenched his fists heaping curses upon the luckless Ptolemy while, Alexander snarled as he slid off the bed and grabbing up a robe strode toward the door. "I will have him executed for this, and stuff his Zeus damned balls in his mouth!"
To be continued….
