Chapter 6
Towards the end of the day they began walking uphill. Another ledge, similar to the one they had first fallen on, started on the ground and slowly rose up the side of the canyon, a perfect, ready-made ramp.
"This will lead us up to the surface," Sol informed him, "but it's still a long way to go. There's a cave along it that we should hit shortly. I suggest we stay there the night, then continue in the morning. If all goes well, we should get there by about mid-day tomorrow."
Ky sighed in relief. "Thank the Father. The less time I have to spend with you, the better."
"Now that's not very nice," said Sol, frowning.
"Sorry, but I'm not in a very nice mood," Ky snapped. He was still rather pissed from having allowed Sol to make a fool of him at the lake. "Now come on, let's find this cave of yours."
It didn't take long. As Sol had promised, they ran into it within about ten minutes, and set about making camp. This cavern was remarkably similar to the first one, though a tiny bit larger. Again there were food stores and already stacked firewood, evidence that Sol had been here not too long ago and obviously planned to return. Ky started the fire while Sol fished around for food.
"You know," said Ky eventually, after they had finished eating, "I'm rather impressed with you. These caves are remarkable, and you've outfitted them very well. You've never struck me as one who gave a lot of thought to planning."
"Well, when you've been around the block as long as I have, you learn the value of a good haven." Sol paused to remove the familiar black flask from his boot and took a long swig out of it. "You never can tell when you might need a place with a set fire and food store that's conceivably within crawling distance. You'd be surprised how often that's happened to me."
"Probably not," said Ky quietly. "I mean, you've been around since before the creation of the Gears, right? I can only imagine how much you've been through since then."
Sol smiled cynically at him and finished off the liquor in his flask in one gulp. Replacing it in his left boot, he reached into his right boot and removed an identical full flask. He began to swig from this.
Ky looked at him, torn between disgust and amusement. "How many of those do you have?"
Sol grinned. "Five on me, I think. Never know when you might need hard liquor, either. Sure you don't want some?"
Ky shook his head, and Sol continued to drink.
Eventually, Ky yawned and lied down. The fire was closer to the entrance in this cave, and so he was not able to lean his back against the wall of the cavern if he wanted to stay warm. So instead he stretched out a few feet from the fire and closed his eyes, appreciating the warmth of the flames on his face.
A few seconds later, he heard Sol approach and felt the weight of another body as the ex-Knight plunked himself down behind Ky and cuddled up against him, throwing an arm over his chest.
Ky opened his eyes, scowling. "Sol, are you drunk?"
Sol moved his arm so that he could hold his hand in front of Ky's face and held his thumb and index finger about half an inch apart. "Maybe a li'l bit," he murmured thickly, sounding already half asleep. "Jus' a... tiny bit." He put down his hand and moved his arm back to its former position pressing Ky firmly against him.
Ky grumbled, but against his better judgment, closed his eyes again. He could feel Sol's warm breath against his neck, and the firm pressure of the arm around him was actually rather pleasant. He sighed, and let himself drift into sleep.
Ky woke up quite suddenly in the middle of the night. It was supremely dark outside and their fire had been reduced to glowing embers. At first he was unsure as to what had woken him. Some sound? Movement? Then it came again, from behind him. Sol was mumbling and moaning in his sleep. After a few seconds, Ky's brain shook off sleep enough to make out the actual words.
"Nnn... Oh yeah... You like that, huh? Nn... ...Good. How does that feel, hm? Yeah... you slut. Take it all, bitch. ...Yeah... Ky... Always knew you had a really sweet ass... You like me... inside you... don't you?"
Ky felt his cheeks flaming. He was caught between anger and embarrassment and strangely enough, also slightly turned on. He could feel by the pressure of Sol's body behind him that the other man was hard, and his embarrassment increased triple-fold.
Then very suddenly, the pressure disappeared. For a moment, Ky thought Sol had pulled away. But then the pressure returned, and it dawned on him what, exactly, the ex-Knight was doing.
'Dear God, he's... he is NOT humping my ass!'
With a speed born of desperation, Ky reached behind him and grabbed Sol's arm, sending an electric jolt through him that was just a bit stronger than he had intended.
The arm around him disappeared quite suddenly, and Ky felt Sol twitching as the electricity coursed through his body. He risked a glance behind and found to his amazement that Sol had not actually woken up. But he had stopped talking, at least, and stopped moving altogether. In fact, Ky had to place a hand on Sol's chest to reassure himself that the other man still had a heartbeat and he hadn't killed him.
He sighed in relief when he the soft thumping of Sol's heart assured him that the man was most definitely alive, then lied back down. His face was still burning from embarrassment, but at least Sol hadn't been conscious for it. If he had, there would have been no end to the teasing, Ky was sure. So instead, Ky closed his eyes and slowly drifted off again.
He awoke that morning to a pleasurable and unusual sensation. Blinking in the morning sunlight, he realized quite suddenly that his pants were around his ankles, and Sol had his head between Ky's thighs, doing...
"Oh God," moaned Ky, though even he couldn't tell if it was in pleasure or horror.
Sol paused in his ministrations to look up at Ky, and their eyes locked. Ky was almost scared by the incredible intensity of that gaze. His breath caught, and he swallowed nervously.
Apparently satisfied with this, Sol smirked and went back to work. Ky reached down, intending to tear Sol away from him by force if necessary. But at that moment, another wave of pleasure ripped through him, and his hands seemed to tangle in Sol's hair of their own accord.
"Sol," Ky tried, starting to protest. But he couldn't bring himself to want it to stop. It felt so good...
Suddenly, a bird chirped nearby and Ky opened his eyes.
The morning sunlight was indeed streaming through the entrance to the cave, but his pants were still, thankfully, on. However, he became quickly aware of a hand on his ass, and another slowly working its way up the inside of his thigh.
He elbowed Sol in the neck.
Ky took a deep breath and sat up, turning to face Sol. The man in question was leaning back against the cave wall, choking and coughing.
'Huh,' thought Ky, 'serves him right.'
"You look smug. You may think you've won," Sol wheezed at him, "but I was doing that for, like, an hour before you woke up."
Ky glared at him. "And whatever happened to not molesting me in my sleep, huh?"
"Hey, your clothes are still on, aren't they?" Sol pointed out. "It's not like I actually did anything. It was just a little groping."
Ky started to protest that it had been quite a bit more than that, but then bit his lip and blushed as he remembered that it had been a dream. No, a nightmare. That's right. A horrible nightmare, probably brought on by the trauma of the events that had woken him up in the middle of the night.
He realized that Sol was looking at him strangely and reached for his crutch to stand up. "Well, come on then. Let's get going. I'd like to get home today."
Oh God, that was hideous. Take me back.
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Oh God, that was hideous. Let me complain to the author.