Chapter 5
By shadows/of/flame
Fatherly Damas moment towards Ashelin in here - not A/D XD
Moonlight covered the couple, who were still lying, curled up beside each other in the now cold water.
But it didn't seem to bother them - their lips were still crushed together, locked in a passionate kiss.
Torn ran his arms along Jaks shoulders, making the shorter elf shiver and cling to Torn more.
Jaks tongue eagerly explored Torns mouth, sighing under the feeling of Torns hands on his bare chest.
The figure had long since left, but what she had seen crushed her mind.
He loved Jak... He loved another man.
Too many years of Haven Cities hate of gays had rubbed off against her, but even if that wasn't so, she was scared.
Ashelin re-entered the dining hall, closing the door behind her so that the cold breeze didn't get into the hall.
Everyone was sitting, drinking merrily, and sharing tales of the old days.
Ashelin heard snatches of the conversations, but a lot of them went over her head as her mind was in another world.
She began to leave. Headed straight for the main doors. But a pair of eyes watched her, waiting for the right moment to call her back.
"Ashelin!" Damas called over the rowdy crowds, beckoning her to go and sit with him.
She smiled half-heartedly at the sand king, and walked back over to where he sat. She slumped into a seat beside him, not meeting his ultra-violet gaze.
"What is troubling you? You seem not yourself." he asked, noticing her slumpy posture.
She smiled weakly at the Sand King, her resolve wavering.
Damas noticed her discomfort, wondering what was wrong, and his look brought everything back to her.
She started crying, the pain of what she saw... the man she once loved... and Jak... together, swamping her.
"What is the matter?" Damas asked, slightly alarmed at her tears.
"Torn... I saw Torn... with Jak..." Ashelin rested her head on Damas' chest, letting the tears pour. Nothing like a good cry. Not that crying was 'in character' for her.
Damas pieced it together, and just hugged the red-head, trying to soothe her shattered nerves.
'Ah yes, Havens homophobia... we Spargus outcasts forget that all too easily.'
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Torn pulled gently apart from Jak, his tongue sliding across Jaks collarbone.
Jak grinned, and crushed his lips to Torns again, not wanting himto stop.
But their moment of pleasure didn't last much longer, as both were shaking from the cold water that they had been lying in for the past hour or so.
Jak sat up, water dripping off him, Torn doing the same.
Both mens skin had turned a pale blue because they had been in the water so long.
"We'd better get out soon, we're already going wrinkly." Torn laughed, helping Jak up.
Jak smiled in agreement, but his teeth started to chatter, and the men realised their fatal mistake.
They'd both have to walk back to their rooms with no top on, as theirs lay in shreds a few metres away.
"That was smart..." Torn chuckled, picking up his various weapons and items and carrying them in his arms.
Jak did the same, rolling his eyes at their ripped shirts.
As the two walked down the hallways and corridors of Spargus,everyone could see their bare backs as they walked along towards their room.
A lot of girls, just having got out of dinner, giggled and stared, but the couple paid no attention to them, instead, when they reached their room, Jak opened the door and let Torn into the room they were both sharing.
Jak collapsed immediately onto the nearest bed, not even registering Torns presence beside him.
"Jaaaak..." Torn whispered with a seductive tone to his voice, running his hands along Jaks shoulders.
Jak was too tired to reply, just closing his eyes to Torns surprisingly feather-light touches.
"What, you that tired?" Torn teased, curling up into a foetal position beside Jak, and resting his head on Jaks chest.
Jak registered the movement tiredly, placing his arms around Torn, and falling deep asleep, both too tired tonotice that they had hurt a friend.