Shadows and Light 22/?
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from
Babylon 5.
Authors notes: Rated PG-13 Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.
Not related to either Journey of Love or Through the Darkness Falling
Keeping Up Appearances
I walked slowly with Neroon at my side as Frea and Masea showed us the many buildings in the village, most of which looked like rustic cabins. It was surrounded on all sides by dense forest and only by looking overhead could the blue of the sky be seen. Overall, the tribe was much more contained then I expected.
I was still feeling the after-effects with my fight with their 'pets' a few days ago, so I was walking at a slow pace. Neroon shortened his stride without comment, keeping at my side comfortingly. As we passed what seemed to be the center of the village, I noticed the children for the first time, and was surprised to see Peedran and Brian playing with them, although the later seemed a bit more self-contained while doing so. When the two trainees saw us approach they rushed to our sides in concern leaving the children looking after them bewilderedly. When I noticed this I gestured for them to return to the game they were playing before we arrived.
"We're fine, guys. Don't worry." I assured them cavalierly, watching as they interacted with the children. I couldn't keep the pleased smile off my face as I studied the three children. They looked between the ages of three and eight. Two girls and a boy, all with exceptionally light hair. Frea noticed my perusal indulgently, beaming at the kids hurling stones on the ground.
"These are our children." He explained, stooping down next to the smallest girl. She looked up momentarily to give me a blinding smile, before going back to the game. "This is Adere, beside her is Tacra, our youngest, and the young man next to her is Hacrit."
"Hello there." I exclaimed, thoroughly entranced by them. I made a move to bend down to speak to them further only to momentarily lose me balance. Before I could fall face-first hereby ruining their game and making a fool of myself, Neroon wrapped a possessive arm around my waist kneeling down with me practically sitting on his lap. None of the others took notice to our intimate position and only Neroon noticed my still-weakened condition, a fact I was grateful for. When I tried to move away from Neroon's embrace he merely tightened his hold and pulled me fully onto his lap as he sat comfortably on the ground.
"You are growing taxed, Marcus. Rest for a while." Neroon murmured softly for the others benefit, stroking my back comfortingly until I involuntarily relaxed against him. He bent his head slightly so that it was resting on my shoulder softly to whisper in my ear. "We do have appearances to keep up, Little One. Besides, is being close to me so repulsive to you?"
Even though Neroon was teasing me I noticed the smallest hint of genuine hurt bellying his playful words. Without even stopping to think my actions through I turned around on Neroon's lap and grabbed his face in both hands. Once I got my hands on his face however, I lost track of what I was meaning to say and so continued to stroke his cheeks and bone crest reverently.
"Of course you're not repulsive." I answered sharply, yet still softly so as not to attract needless attention.
"A ringing endorsement." Neroon commented softly, looking into my eyes, his own seeming inordinately darker than usual.
"Neroon, I'm sitting in your lap for god's sake." I grumbled good-humouredly. "If I didn't want to be here then I promise you I wouldn't be."
For a moment we both stared at each other thoroughly gob smacked at what just came out of my mouth, before Neroon moved slightly closer to my upturned face.
"What are you-"
"Shush." Neroon whispered throatily as he tenderly took possession of my lips.
I was in shock as I felt Neroon kiss me and moved away slightly feeling discombobulated, only to be held in place by Neroon's hand at my neck. His hold on me was neither forceful nor restraining, rather it was coaxing. He gently ran his fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck, rubbing in soothing circles until I relaxed into his arms. When he began nipping at my lower lip delicately I gasped in surprise and before I could react he had snuck his tongue into my mouth. I gasped once again this time in pleasure at the intrusion before I tentatively began reciprocating. I was whimpering with need, my arms wrapped securely around Neroon, when he finally pulled away breathlessly. I looked at him out of lust-fogged eyes, as he moved his head a few inches away from me only to place his forehead against mine after kissing my nose.
"Masea and Frea were watching us." Neroon whispered huskily, looking into my eyes. "You looked to stiff for them to believe we were mates."
"Oh." I answered dazedly not really listening to what Neroon was saying, so much as his rumbling voice. When I finally registered the Minbari's words I straightened abruptly. I blushed deeply as I threw a quick glance over my shoulder to see all the adults smiling at us, while Brian was more leering than anything. He was quickly quelled by a glare from me and returned to his game. [He didn't really want me. It was just for bloody show.]
"Oh, I see… Well, shouldn't we introduce ourselves to the kids? I'm sure we've scarred them enough already." I tried to jock as I moved off Neroon's lap, hoping that he couldn't see the hurt and disappointment in my eyes.
"Don't worry." Masea interjected humorously an arm around Frea. "They are used to seeing us kissing at times, so there should be no lasting damage, but next time no tongue."
At that admonishment I turned bright red before I rather desperately changed the subject.
"Hey there, I'm Marcus and this is Neroon." I introduced to the kids moving back into their little circle. I paused for a moment before continuing doggedly on. "His mate."
"Hi." Tacra greeted shyly, from her spot sitting across from me. As she walked curiously toward me she lost her footing a few steps away. Before she could fall I caught her in my arms and sat he on my outstretched legs.
"Oopsi daisy. Wouldn't want you to fall love." I murmured patting her blond curls softly, settling her more securely on my lap. As time passed I relaxed and leaned into Neroon's embrace, Tacra asleep in my lap. Before long I found myself conversing with Masea and Frea openly while watching Neroon play with their two oldest children. A loving smile graced my face, unknown to me as I watched Neroon before turning my attention to the two tribal leaders fascinated with their lives.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Marcus and Neroon, or anyone else from
Babylon 5.
Authors notes: Rated PG-13 Contains slash: two males in a romantic/sexual (although not explicit) relationship. If this offends you please turn back now.
Not related to either Journey of Love or Through the Darkness Falling
Keeping Up Appearances
I walked slowly with Neroon at my side as Frea and Masea showed us the many buildings in the village, most of which looked like rustic cabins. It was surrounded on all sides by dense forest and only by looking overhead could the blue of the sky be seen. Overall, the tribe was much more contained then I expected.
I was still feeling the after-effects with my fight with their 'pets' a few days ago, so I was walking at a slow pace. Neroon shortened his stride without comment, keeping at my side comfortingly. As we passed what seemed to be the center of the village, I noticed the children for the first time, and was surprised to see Peedran and Brian playing with them, although the later seemed a bit more self-contained while doing so. When the two trainees saw us approach they rushed to our sides in concern leaving the children looking after them bewilderedly. When I noticed this I gestured for them to return to the game they were playing before we arrived.
"We're fine, guys. Don't worry." I assured them cavalierly, watching as they interacted with the children. I couldn't keep the pleased smile off my face as I studied the three children. They looked between the ages of three and eight. Two girls and a boy, all with exceptionally light hair. Frea noticed my perusal indulgently, beaming at the kids hurling stones on the ground.
"These are our children." He explained, stooping down next to the smallest girl. She looked up momentarily to give me a blinding smile, before going back to the game. "This is Adere, beside her is Tacra, our youngest, and the young man next to her is Hacrit."
"Hello there." I exclaimed, thoroughly entranced by them. I made a move to bend down to speak to them further only to momentarily lose me balance. Before I could fall face-first hereby ruining their game and making a fool of myself, Neroon wrapped a possessive arm around my waist kneeling down with me practically sitting on his lap. None of the others took notice to our intimate position and only Neroon noticed my still-weakened condition, a fact I was grateful for. When I tried to move away from Neroon's embrace he merely tightened his hold and pulled me fully onto his lap as he sat comfortably on the ground.
"You are growing taxed, Marcus. Rest for a while." Neroon murmured softly for the others benefit, stroking my back comfortingly until I involuntarily relaxed against him. He bent his head slightly so that it was resting on my shoulder softly to whisper in my ear. "We do have appearances to keep up, Little One. Besides, is being close to me so repulsive to you?"
Even though Neroon was teasing me I noticed the smallest hint of genuine hurt bellying his playful words. Without even stopping to think my actions through I turned around on Neroon's lap and grabbed his face in both hands. Once I got my hands on his face however, I lost track of what I was meaning to say and so continued to stroke his cheeks and bone crest reverently.
"Of course you're not repulsive." I answered sharply, yet still softly so as not to attract needless attention.
"A ringing endorsement." Neroon commented softly, looking into my eyes, his own seeming inordinately darker than usual.
"Neroon, I'm sitting in your lap for god's sake." I grumbled good-humouredly. "If I didn't want to be here then I promise you I wouldn't be."
For a moment we both stared at each other thoroughly gob smacked at what just came out of my mouth, before Neroon moved slightly closer to my upturned face.
"What are you-"
"Shush." Neroon whispered throatily as he tenderly took possession of my lips.
I was in shock as I felt Neroon kiss me and moved away slightly feeling discombobulated, only to be held in place by Neroon's hand at my neck. His hold on me was neither forceful nor restraining, rather it was coaxing. He gently ran his fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck, rubbing in soothing circles until I relaxed into his arms. When he began nipping at my lower lip delicately I gasped in surprise and before I could react he had snuck his tongue into my mouth. I gasped once again this time in pleasure at the intrusion before I tentatively began reciprocating. I was whimpering with need, my arms wrapped securely around Neroon, when he finally pulled away breathlessly. I looked at him out of lust-fogged eyes, as he moved his head a few inches away from me only to place his forehead against mine after kissing my nose.
"Masea and Frea were watching us." Neroon whispered huskily, looking into my eyes. "You looked to stiff for them to believe we were mates."
"Oh." I answered dazedly not really listening to what Neroon was saying, so much as his rumbling voice. When I finally registered the Minbari's words I straightened abruptly. I blushed deeply as I threw a quick glance over my shoulder to see all the adults smiling at us, while Brian was more leering than anything. He was quickly quelled by a glare from me and returned to his game. [He didn't really want me. It was just for bloody show.]
"Oh, I see… Well, shouldn't we introduce ourselves to the kids? I'm sure we've scarred them enough already." I tried to jock as I moved off Neroon's lap, hoping that he couldn't see the hurt and disappointment in my eyes.
"Don't worry." Masea interjected humorously an arm around Frea. "They are used to seeing us kissing at times, so there should be no lasting damage, but next time no tongue."
At that admonishment I turned bright red before I rather desperately changed the subject.
"Hey there, I'm Marcus and this is Neroon." I introduced to the kids moving back into their little circle. I paused for a moment before continuing doggedly on. "His mate."
"Hi." Tacra greeted shyly, from her spot sitting across from me. As she walked curiously toward me she lost her footing a few steps away. Before she could fall I caught her in my arms and sat he on my outstretched legs.
"Oopsi daisy. Wouldn't want you to fall love." I murmured patting her blond curls softly, settling her more securely on my lap. As time passed I relaxed and leaned into Neroon's embrace, Tacra asleep in my lap. Before long I found myself conversing with Masea and Frea openly while watching Neroon play with their two oldest children. A loving smile graced my face, unknown to me as I watched Neroon before turning my attention to the two tribal leaders fascinated with their lives.