In the Beginning 30/?
Disclaimer: I neither own nor created the character of Marcus, Neroon, Babylon 5, etc… No infringement is intended.
Rating: R for this chapter for m/m situations and violence. SLASH. If this offends you read no further.
Warning: There is a short sex scene in this chapter, although nothing too explicit. The beginning is the only essential part plot-wise. Thanks.
I think I need a cookie for this scene. It is probably bad, but at least I tried. grin
An Agreement and A Night of Passion
"Have you come to a decision?" I asked tonelessly, as the bridge crew looked on in awe.
"We have."
That was all he said and I had to bite my tongue to keep from asking him to elaborate. Marcus on the other hand had no such compunction.
"Yes, and?"
Both Vatir and I glared at Marcus, although I was smirking as well. I looked questioningly at the Builders who still remained silent.
"I have spoken to the Astars, my fellow Builders and the Dreamweavers. We are in agreement." He told us, waving his left arm slightly as we waited with baited breath. Suddenly a cylindrical object appeared next to me, causing me to startle. "This will alert us when you need us. Press the top and enter the coordinates of the battle and we will come."
I bowed deeply, almost kneeling on the deck, and watched satisfied as those around me did likewise.
"I humbly thank you on behalf of the Alliance and Minbar."
"Do not thank us. We are only doing our duty to the universe. The Shadows are our enemy. We shall not leave you the remains of our battles to clean up. That having been said however, do not expect such assistance in the future. Once this battle is over we shall travel beyond the Rim and truly leave this universe to the younger races, to fail or flourish on their own merit."
"We understand. I shall be in touch as soon as plans are finalized." I nodded somberly, bowing once again and closing the channel.
As soon as the blackened screen faced us the crew cheered, even the most staid Minbari cracked a relieved smile at the news. This meeting had gone better than I dared to hope at the offset of this mission, and although we had a few more of the First Ones left to contact I was now hopeful for the future. While the crew was celebrating, once we set course for the nearest jump gate, Marcus and I snuck out of the room leaving command in Vatir's more than capable hands. I ignored his leer as I told him we were heading to our quarters and quickly made a hasty retreat.
The walk to my quarters was quiet, and Marcus glanced at me nervously many times. I tried to be comforting, but I fear I looked a bit predatorily as I returned his regard. Once the doors closed behind us I took Marcus' hand and lead him further into my rooms, lighting tapers as I went. I released his hand reluctantly and moved gracefully into my bedchambers, stripping as I went. I turned slightly as I reached the doorway and unbuttoned my trousers invitingly.
"Are you coming?" I purred softly, noticing the hesitation in which Marcus crossed the room.
"You do know I haven't the slightest idea of the what I'm doing don't you?" Marcus gulped loudly before stepping in front of me, meeting my eyes hesitantly.
"I will teach you all manner of pleasure, Marcus. Let me love you."
"I, um…"
Before he could answer me I picked him up and strode inside, ignoring the startled squeak Marcus made as I kissed him hungrily. I gently laid him on my bed, pulling his cloak from his shoulders as my mouth traveled downward. Once I touched his overheated skin I needed to feel it all and undressed him quickly. His body was flushed from his head down and everywhere I kissed and caressed broke out in goose pimples. We made love tenderly until both of us were lax and exhausted, not to mention messy.
Without moving much, I managed to pull the sheets from the bed and clean us both up somewhat. Marcus was close to sleep when I wrapped myself around him, and well sated we fell asleep not too long after.
Disclaimer: I neither own nor created the character of Marcus, Neroon, Babylon 5, etc… No infringement is intended.
Rating: R for this chapter for m/m situations and violence. SLASH. If this offends you read no further.
Warning: There is a short sex scene in this chapter, although nothing too explicit. The beginning is the only essential part plot-wise. Thanks.
I think I need a cookie for this scene. It is probably bad, but at least I tried. grin
An Agreement and A Night of Passion
"Have you come to a decision?" I asked tonelessly, as the bridge crew looked on in awe.
"We have."
That was all he said and I had to bite my tongue to keep from asking him to elaborate. Marcus on the other hand had no such compunction.
"Yes, and?"
Both Vatir and I glared at Marcus, although I was smirking as well. I looked questioningly at the Builders who still remained silent.
"I have spoken to the Astars, my fellow Builders and the Dreamweavers. We are in agreement." He told us, waving his left arm slightly as we waited with baited breath. Suddenly a cylindrical object appeared next to me, causing me to startle. "This will alert us when you need us. Press the top and enter the coordinates of the battle and we will come."
I bowed deeply, almost kneeling on the deck, and watched satisfied as those around me did likewise.
"I humbly thank you on behalf of the Alliance and Minbar."
"Do not thank us. We are only doing our duty to the universe. The Shadows are our enemy. We shall not leave you the remains of our battles to clean up. That having been said however, do not expect such assistance in the future. Once this battle is over we shall travel beyond the Rim and truly leave this universe to the younger races, to fail or flourish on their own merit."
"We understand. I shall be in touch as soon as plans are finalized." I nodded somberly, bowing once again and closing the channel.
As soon as the blackened screen faced us the crew cheered, even the most staid Minbari cracked a relieved smile at the news. This meeting had gone better than I dared to hope at the offset of this mission, and although we had a few more of the First Ones left to contact I was now hopeful for the future. While the crew was celebrating, once we set course for the nearest jump gate, Marcus and I snuck out of the room leaving command in Vatir's more than capable hands. I ignored his leer as I told him we were heading to our quarters and quickly made a hasty retreat.
The walk to my quarters was quiet, and Marcus glanced at me nervously many times. I tried to be comforting, but I fear I looked a bit predatorily as I returned his regard. Once the doors closed behind us I took Marcus' hand and lead him further into my rooms, lighting tapers as I went. I released his hand reluctantly and moved gracefully into my bedchambers, stripping as I went. I turned slightly as I reached the doorway and unbuttoned my trousers invitingly.
"Are you coming?" I purred softly, noticing the hesitation in which Marcus crossed the room.
"You do know I haven't the slightest idea of the what I'm doing don't you?" Marcus gulped loudly before stepping in front of me, meeting my eyes hesitantly.
"I will teach you all manner of pleasure, Marcus. Let me love you."
"I, um…"
Before he could answer me I picked him up and strode inside, ignoring the startled squeak Marcus made as I kissed him hungrily. I gently laid him on my bed, pulling his cloak from his shoulders as my mouth traveled downward. Once I touched his overheated skin I needed to feel it all and undressed him quickly. His body was flushed from his head down and everywhere I kissed and caressed broke out in goose pimples. We made love tenderly until both of us were lax and exhausted, not to mention messy.
Without moving much, I managed to pull the sheets from the bed and clean us both up somewhat. Marcus was close to sleep when I wrapped myself around him, and well sated we fell asleep not too long after.