A Happy tale of Symphonia: chapter.14
Richter held Emil's wrists, as he closed the gap between them, casting his larger shadow over the smaller boy, who was pleading for the man's affection.
He pressed his lips against the boys, hearing the soft moans escape the boy's lips from the pleasure of their hips colliding.
It was at this point that Richter wasn't sure if Emil was really ready for this. He was trembling like crazy, eyes shut tight and almost looked scared as a thin stream of tears ran down his cheeks.
"Emil…" Richter released his grip on the boy and held him tightly in his arms.
"I-I'm sorry Richter-san...i'm just….scared, i'v never done anything like this before...at least, not as myself…" Emil said, with his head rested in the man's chest.
"It's alright...you will in time, after all, where do you think Ratatosk get's his lust from?"
Emil 's eyes widen a bit and was flushed from embarrassment.
"Now...i suggest that we leave before our five hours is up" Richter said.
"R-Right…"
The two finally left the hot springs and decided to head west from there.
Along their journey, Emil started recruiting more and more monster's. Richter knew the more monster's, along with training them, would make Emil stronger...However...He was still missing Aqua...He thought Aqua deserved her own freedom, knowing very well she only wished to stay by his side forever and did no longer liked her old master Ratatosk.
After a bit more traveling, it was soon dark out and they had just finished fighting off a pack of monster's, leaving them tired, hungry, and covered in dirt and sweat. However, Richter was surprised and proud of the boy when he saw him fighting without the help of Ratatosk.
Once they had finished the fight, Emil fell to his butt, and leaned his back against a large rock.
"Are you alright?" Richter asked, kneeling down to the boy who was panting for hair.
"I-I think so" He said with a smile.
"..." Richter took the boy's hand into his own, and scans every bruise, cut, scratch or scrape on the boy.
"I-I'm fine, really" Emil said. "I'm oka- ow" Just as Emil pulled his hand away from the older man, he felt the pain in his arm.
"Why are you trying to lie to me?" He asked.
"I just...I didn't want you to think i was weaker than when Ratatosk me fights…"
"Sigh...Stop finding childish things to be upset about and let me heal you" He huffed.
"O-okay...sorry." He said, allowing the older man to cast first aid on his wounds.
"..." Richter felt maybe he had been to harsh on the boy with his words. But dismissed the thought quickly.
"Garoo!" Jord howled, butting in between the two and licked Emil's hand. Emil laughed and chuckled a bit, smiling at his monster as he returned the affection by scratching and petting the monster, feeding him specially made treats.
"Arf!" The fenrir turned to the other man, waiting to be loved as he patted his feet on the ground.
"...Fine, good boy." Richter pet the monster on the head gently. Emil blushed at the sight, falling in love with the man all over again as he watched him pet his precious fenrir.
"Emil, you know this monster has a stronger form don't you?" He asked.
"I do. But Jord is much more beautiful and cooler this way" He smiled.
"...Sigh" Richter remembered those times he had battled Emil, and always remembered that same Jord in every battle, slowly watching it grow and evolve.
He remembered how he and Emil journeyed every so often, the monster was aware of his plans to kill Ratatosk and that the monster had always looked out for Emil, and even remembered getting a pretty bad injury one time from the monster as it had protect Emil.
"...Thank you for watching over him…" He whispered under his breath, stroking the monster's big fluffy icy colored mane.
"I remember Jord as just a little wolf" The boy flushed a bit. "He was my very second monster that i ever got. But to me he was my first because...Echo wasn't exactly….A-Anyway, he was super cute and tiny before" He smiled brightly, hugging the fenrir.
The sun was setting. Richter sighed a bit, getting up from the boy and began to set up the camp fire. Emil read the man's sigh and setting up camp was Richter's way of saying "Get started on dinner" So that's exactly what he decided to do.
While setting up the camp fire, Richter was suddenly stricken with pain in his ribs, most likely from their fight with the pack of monsters from earlier. He held his rib's, relieved that Emil hadn't noticed and sat down to lean against a tree, although it only seemed to cause more pain.
"..." Richter wanted to cast first aid. But he was too hungry and low on Mp to try. However, Jord took notice to this and forced himself between the man and the tree, giving him nice back support, and thanks to Emil, Jord could cast first aid and healed Richter's wound.
"...Thank you" He said softly, closing his eyes.
"Arf!" He barked happily before going to sleep. Richter leaned back, feeling more comfortable with the monster then the soft beds at the inn. He felt himself drifting off to sleep, watching Emil ready their dinner as his vision blurs, falling into a long needed slumber.
The sun had risen, and the sun was warm with a nice cool breeze. Richter awoke with Emil asleep next to him while they both lean against the sleeping monster.
"..." Richter couldn't believe he had fallen asleep so fast, and how well he slept to.
"Nh.." The boy rubbed his eyes. "Good morning Richter-san" Emil smiled.
"Good morning, Emil…" Emil waking up means...Richter didn't get up early like usual, for once, he slept in because he had been sleeping so soundly.
Just when today seemed normal, the two both quickly jumped back from where they had been sitting, as where they had just been sleeping caught on fire.
"Jord, you okay?" The boy asked with worried red eyes.
"Grr" Jord let Emil know he was unharmed, as he growled at the enemy. The enemy that had tried to burn them turned out to be a type of dragon with bright red scales. And a large horn of fire.
"Another monster" Richter said, unsheathing his weapons.
"Alright twerp, i'll handle this" Red eyes glared at the dragon, and receiving a smile and nod from Emil within him.
"Emil, get ready" Richter raised his voice, drawing the boy's attention as the dragon swing it's two tails around at them.
GGRrrooooo!" Jord jumped with a spin in the hair, just before shooting icicles at the dragon.
"Haaaa! Juushourai!" Now with his power surged, Ratatosk jumps at the dragon, slashing at it, and every so often passes by Richter.
"Don't get reckless" Richter said, dodging the dragon's attack.
"Shut up!" Just after dodging, Ratatosk's eyes widen when he see's a black dragon fly out from the sky, heading towards Jord, baring its sharp teeth.
"Jord!" Without thinking, Ratatosk shoved his monster out of the black dragon's reach. Teeth clamped down on the summon spirit. The black dragon returned to the skies now that it had Ratatosk within his grasp.
The boy was out cold from the attack, bleeding out from the razor sharp teeth that caged down on his small body, slowly burning away as the toxic saliva of in the dragon's mouth touched his wounder body.
"Emil!" Richter cried out. The fear of losing Emil began to sink at the pit of his stomach, making Richter so angry that he was sick to his stomach.
"Rrrooooooo" Jord whined, howling for his master.
"GGGGRRRRRRAAAAAAAAA!" Both dragon's roared.
"Damn you both." Richter glared. "Jord!" Richter suddenly called to the monster, as he ran from the red dragon's fire, quickly hopping onto the fenrir's back, tugging on the mane.
"Go!" He commanded.
"GRA!" Jord quickly took off.
"Keep running and follow my direction's, i'll handle the rest" Richter said. Jord dodged the dragon's fire, tails and claws, as well as the black dragon's toxic fire.
"Youryuu Tsuchinoe!" Attacking the dragon, Richter made an opening for Jord to take them up onto the dragon's back, jumping into the air from the red dragon's head. Richter leaped off the fenrir, and onto the black dragon's tail.
"GRoooooo!" Jord howled, running from the red dragon's outburst of fire.
"You damn beast...unhand Emil!" Richter's eyes were full of nothing but hate.
"Negative gate!" Summoning a portal of darkness, shadow hands scratch, wrapped and strangle the black dragon.
"GGGRRRRAAAAAAAA!" The dragon cried out in pain.
"Aqua edge!" Although it might have been a simple spell, Richter sliced the dragon's wings off, causing them to fall from the sky. The dragon cries out in pain as it's blood begins to rain down from the sky, covering everything around it, along with Richter in a crimson mess.
The black dragon lands on top of the red dragon, crushing it. Richter takes this moment to pry the dragon's mouth open, holding the jaw up with his sword, cutting his arms open from grazing the dragon's teeth to pull the boy out from inside.
"Jord, take Emil!" Richter called. Jord ran over, and taking off for safety once Richter had placed the monster's master onto his back.
It was hours after Richter had got through with the dragon's. He was burned and cut all over. But not once did he fall, as he had to hurry and aid Emil.
He reunited with Jord, who sat with Emil under a tree. Richter scanned the boy's injuries. His wounds were slowly burning from the toxic and seemed to be running a high fever.
"Emil…" Richter clenched his fists tightly. He knew Emil needed a doctor...But there were none nearby, and they didn't exactly have all the time in the world to go looking for one.
Richter, with quick thinking knew of something that might give Emil enough time to get to a doctor and scooped him up carefully into his arms.
Jord stuck right by Richter, watching Emil with every moment.
Richter came to a small river that wasn't too far from where they were originally camped at and sat with Emil inside the river, making sure every wound was soaking in the river.
He placed a Poison charm on Emil, casting heal. Richter knew this would only slow down the poison. But it was all he could do until he could get him to a proper doctor. He normally could treat this poison...But he would need the right herbs, and none wouldn't be growing anywhere near their location.
Setting the boy onto the fenrir's back, he jumped on as well, steering the monster towards the closest village, hoping they would have a doctor.
Unaware of how much time had passed, the boy finally woke up. His whole body felt like it was on fire and when he tried to sit up, everything had instantly started spinning around him.
"D...Damn, what the hell?" The boy asked. Red eyes try to make out the room around him. But he his vision was just too blurry to make anything out.
He tried to recall what had happened. But all he could remember was getting snatched by the black dragon that tried to eat Jord.
"Cough cough!...Ugh…" He felt so hot, it was hard to breath, falling back down onto the bed. Suddenly the loud sound of what seemed to be a door opening echoed in his head.
A white cloaked figure approached him, attempting to make physical contact with him. Ratatosk clawed at the figure's arms, trying to keep away as he didn't know who or what was going on.
"Get away from me!" He growled.
Ratatosk could hear the man say something. But his hearing was muffled, a loud ringing in his ears as well as his vision wasn't getting any better. His body becoming weak and sluggish.
Now too weak to move, he is unable to protest against the strange white figure. His red eyes widen a bit when the man seemed to have pulled something out, bringing it closer to him, unsure of what it was.
Ratatosk, forcing and pushing his body passed its current limit, shoved the white cloaked man away from him as he tried to get up. But instantly fell when he thought he was about to pass out, falling onto what seemed to be a wooden floor.
Hearing the muffled sound of the man's voice, he could hear the man approaching him once more, and was unable to move any further.
"R...Richter!" He screamed, as he almost began to feel himself shake.
He then heard the loud echoing sound of footsteps before the loud earsplitting sound of a door slamming open.
A darker figure than kneelled in front of him, grabbing him by the shoulder's.
"D-Don't touch me!" He screamed. But ceased his pathetic struggling when he was pulled into a protective and familiar hug. He clang to the dark fabric tightly as best he could.
"R….Richter...don't….don't let him...touch me…." He panted.
Unable to make out anything that the muffled sounds of the man and Richter spoke. So he simply tried to focus on the sound of Richter's heartbeat, hoping to calm down.
"Yes, it appears to be the effects of the poison's fever" The doctor explained.
"..." Richter worriedly looked down at the weak and sweat soaked boy that clung to him.
"He appears to be more stable in your care it seem, though." The doctor said, giving the two a very...curious look. But dared not too again when he received a glare from Richter.
"The poison was cured. But he is still running a high fever...I tried to give him his medicine...But as you witnessed when you walked in, he protested against me." The doctor explained, arms cut up with blood all over them.
"Give me the medicine." Richter said.
"Alright." The doctor handed Richter the small bottle. "It's a liquid. I was going to give it to him with the needle. But that didn't go too well…"
"How much do i give him?" He asked.
"If you can, it would be best to give him the whole bottle. The herbs for it were crushed a few hours ago for him, so it must be used before it goes bad." He explained.
"Alright. Thank you for your help." Richter said, standing up with Ratatosk in his arms, tossing a bag of gald to the doctor as payment before walking out of the room and out the rest of the building. He hated Syback...But it was the only place closest to them.
He hurriedly exited the hospital and into the inn. Reserving a room, Richter took the boy upstairs.
Ratatosk couldn't hear anything, or see anything very well, and yet...he was okay. When he thought that man was going to get him, he didn't know what would have happened...But, Richter...Richter had came to him when he called and held him tightly and protectively...He truly felt, safe.
It was just a good thing that Ratatosk was in control, other whys Emil might have had a panic attack, and even thrown up while sobbing or something, at least that's what Ratatosk thought.
"Emil.." Richter whispered, sitting down on the bed with the boy.
"I'm going to give you your medicine." He said.
"Richter...i can't understand..a..damn word that you're...saying" Ratatosk huffed.
"..." Richter took Ratatosk's left arm, pulling the glove off and held his palm open. Ratatosk didn't know what Richter was doing...But one thing was for sure, whether or not it was the fever or not, Richter touching his bare skin right now sent all kinds of tingles in him.
"R-Richter…" Despite the fever, Ratatosk flushed brightly at Richter touching him.
"Relax…" Richter said, not that Ratatosk would understand him. He removed glove on his right hand and slowly began to trace out words into Ratatosk's palm to try and communicate with him.
"..." Ratatosk instantly knew what Richter was up too, paying close attention to every stroke.
"..."
"...You're...going to...give me medicine?" He said in question.
"..."
"Bitter huh?...alright. But…..you have... to mouth feed it...to... me" Despite his fever, Ratatosk seemed to behave all the same, or at least around Richter.
"..."
"Heh….You were….a..always a pervert, weren't you…?" He teased. It seemed he was still out of breath and would need a while to recover from it.
"..." Richter scowled, squeezing the hand he was holding.
"Ow…! Heh...even when i'm sick...you stick like giving me pain?" He said as if to complain. But his face seemed more like he wanted Richter to hurt him.
"...You sadistic demon" Richter murmured before emptying the small medicine bottle in his own mouth without swallowing, and pushes the boy down, cupping his chin before slamming their lips together. Ratatosk felt his head spin while at the same time, opening his mouth wider for the man. He would have moaned had he not been trying to choke down what seemed to spite his tongue with a nasty bitter taste, and yet...the taste of Richter was something he did enjoy, despite the man also having a bitter taste, it was truly exciting his body.
Once Ratatosk had finished his medicine feeding from man, Richter took notice to the tent the summon spirit's pants.
"You're running a fever, and you still wish for that kind of attention?" He asked, raising a brow.
"S-Shut up..It's the fever...not me" He protested, looking away.
"How cute…" He whispered, pulling the boy's head over, forcing his mouth open as he opened his own, and attacked the boy's tongue with his own in a steamy kiss.
Ratatosk moaned through the kiss, calling out the man's name.
Richter knew that he should be resting. But...he just could resist him any longer.
"R...Richter" He panted, feeling the man's hands trail his torso from under his clothing.
"N-No...Richter don't-" He tried to protest, as the feeling of Richter was becoming too much for his body to handle. He was about to burst.
"Now you're resisting? That's new" Richter mocked the boy.
"Just...s...shut- Aaaaahhh~" He moaned when the man had leaned down to sink his teeth into the his's soft neck.
"HAaaaaa!~~~" Just as Richter applied his tongue to the bite, he felt the boy shiver for a moment. He pulled away to look down at the boy.
"...Was it that good?" Richter asked, teasing the boy, who had just made a sticky mess through the fabric of his pants.
"Just...shut up...Die..Just go die!" Ratatosk was flushed with embarrassment, shoving the man away from him.
"Humph...That's surprisingly cute of you" Richter said, holding back a chuckle. Despite the boy's protest, he pulled him into a warm hug, keeping him close.
"Just rest now." He said.
"...I said die already" He grumbled, gripping the man's arm.
"Wait...i can hear you?" Ratatosk said, realizing his hearing was clear and the ringing in his head was finally gone. His vision was still a bit blurry. But his body didn't feel so hot anymore.
"Yes, i had noticed it a while back...But i ended up getting too caught up in the moment to say anything" He said.
"..." Ratatosk looked up to face the man, trying to focus as hard as he could, until...His vision was clear for just a moment and felt his heart jump was he could finally see Richter's face, even if it was just for a moment.
"Now rest." He said, laying the boy down beside him. The boy clung to him, closing his eye. He quickly began to fall asleep when he listened to the sound of the man's heartbeat.