Shadows and Light 26/?
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
Exchanging Ideas
As I walked outside alone for once just watching the tribe as they moved about I was content to observe a few warriors as the sparred with each other. Soon after they noticed my regard and began showcasing their moves as I watched curiously.
"Can you teach me that move?" I asked hesitantly as they stopped for a moment to take off their shirts, heated from the hot sun.
The three men stared at me for a moment before gesturing me closer. I stood close to them and watched carefully as the first attempted to strike the furthest away, who flipped out of the way and kicked him on the side of his head. The way these fighters were flipping and twisting brought to mind a strangely graceful dance. It was quite different to the Minbari's use of the denn'bok, or even the human martial arts.
For the rest of the day Dred'k, Vande and Sabron, who I was formally introduced to after they had knocked me on my bum a total of four times in two minutes, taught me the basics of their attacks. In return I showed them my pike and how to wield it.
They were fascinated by the way it opened and closed with but a twist of my wrist. Frea had given me back my denn'bok earlier the morning before in his words 'seeing as we weren't much of a threat.' I had to hold my tongue to keep from telling him to bugger off, but managed to smile insincerely instead.
Halfway through our exchange a few more men and women from the village sat and watched. It quickly became a joint venture with everyone fighting and joking together. Overall the exercise was a success and managed to get rid of the last of the harsh feelings between us.
The tribal villagers were comfortable with us by now and I had even managed to learn quite a bit that I could use during missions in the future. I hadn't seen Neroon at all during the day after I ate breakfast with him for two reasons. The first was that I was still annoyed at him for teasing me and then not following through this morning in bed, and the second was that he was rather busy with Frea. Frankly I was using that as an excuse to put a bit of distance between Neroon and I hoping that cooler heads would prevail if I got my body in line.
This theory went all to hell when I saw Neroon later that evening watching me with pride as I taught some of the younger children the basics of the pike. I tried to glare in his direction, but I found that my anger had dissipated during the day, leaving warmth in its place when I noticed the Minbari. I suspect he saw through my outward anger because he grinned in my direction as I turned back to the older children.
We ate dinner that night with the rest of our men around the fire, where the tribal elders told stories of their people's history. A few hours later when the moon reached it's peak in the night sky were all dispersed and headed for our beds. Neroon and I walked in silence listening to the sounds of the night peacefully. I decided to take the initiative a bit and pulled him close to me for a tender kiss under the moonlight. When I finally released him, Neroon looked extremely joyous and a tad bit smug.
"What is it?" I asked softly, reluctant to break the mood with our normal banter.
"That was the first time you have made any gesture of that nature. I am trying not to read too much into it." Neroon whispered close to my face, his breath blowing softly on my lips. It was only because I was so near to Neroon and watching him so closely that I noticed the anxiety and doubt enter his eyes.
[To hell with it.]
I watched him carefully, noticing his serious yet hopefully expression, along with his body's reaction to our close proximity, which he was doing his best to hide from me. I caressed the side of his face lovingly, dropping my mask to let him see the intensity of my love for him, hoping to erase the doubt my reticence had placed there. He gasped as the full extent of my feelings for him shone in my eyes and my tender smile. I wordlessly led him into our quarters and to the bed, content for once to let my body speak for me. We loved each other for the first time in a gentle slide of mouth and skin, cresting toward heaven together. The rest could wait to be discussed until morning.
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
Exchanging Ideas
As I walked outside alone for once just watching the tribe as they moved about I was content to observe a few warriors as the sparred with each other. Soon after they noticed my regard and began showcasing their moves as I watched curiously.
"Can you teach me that move?" I asked hesitantly as they stopped for a moment to take off their shirts, heated from the hot sun.
The three men stared at me for a moment before gesturing me closer. I stood close to them and watched carefully as the first attempted to strike the furthest away, who flipped out of the way and kicked him on the side of his head. The way these fighters were flipping and twisting brought to mind a strangely graceful dance. It was quite different to the Minbari's use of the denn'bok, or even the human martial arts.
For the rest of the day Dred'k, Vande and Sabron, who I was formally introduced to after they had knocked me on my bum a total of four times in two minutes, taught me the basics of their attacks. In return I showed them my pike and how to wield it.
They were fascinated by the way it opened and closed with but a twist of my wrist. Frea had given me back my denn'bok earlier the morning before in his words 'seeing as we weren't much of a threat.' I had to hold my tongue to keep from telling him to bugger off, but managed to smile insincerely instead.
Halfway through our exchange a few more men and women from the village sat and watched. It quickly became a joint venture with everyone fighting and joking together. Overall the exercise was a success and managed to get rid of the last of the harsh feelings between us.
The tribal villagers were comfortable with us by now and I had even managed to learn quite a bit that I could use during missions in the future. I hadn't seen Neroon at all during the day after I ate breakfast with him for two reasons. The first was that I was still annoyed at him for teasing me and then not following through this morning in bed, and the second was that he was rather busy with Frea. Frankly I was using that as an excuse to put a bit of distance between Neroon and I hoping that cooler heads would prevail if I got my body in line.
This theory went all to hell when I saw Neroon later that evening watching me with pride as I taught some of the younger children the basics of the pike. I tried to glare in his direction, but I found that my anger had dissipated during the day, leaving warmth in its place when I noticed the Minbari. I suspect he saw through my outward anger because he grinned in my direction as I turned back to the older children.
We ate dinner that night with the rest of our men around the fire, where the tribal elders told stories of their people's history. A few hours later when the moon reached it's peak in the night sky were all dispersed and headed for our beds. Neroon and I walked in silence listening to the sounds of the night peacefully. I decided to take the initiative a bit and pulled him close to me for a tender kiss under the moonlight. When I finally released him, Neroon looked extremely joyous and a tad bit smug.
"What is it?" I asked softly, reluctant to break the mood with our normal banter.
"That was the first time you have made any gesture of that nature. I am trying not to read too much into it." Neroon whispered close to my face, his breath blowing softly on my lips. It was only because I was so near to Neroon and watching him so closely that I noticed the anxiety and doubt enter his eyes.
[To hell with it.]
I watched him carefully, noticing his serious yet hopefully expression, along with his body's reaction to our close proximity, which he was doing his best to hide from me. I caressed the side of his face lovingly, dropping my mask to let him see the intensity of my love for him, hoping to erase the doubt my reticence had placed there. He gasped as the full extent of my feelings for him shone in my eyes and my tender smile. I wordlessly led him into our quarters and to the bed, content for once to let my body speak for me. We loved each other for the first time in a gentle slide of mouth and skin, cresting toward heaven together. The rest could wait to be discussed until morning.