Title: By my side (11 of ?)

Author: Adsagsona

Type: Romance

Rating: PG – PG 13

Disclaimer: Nothing about the movieverse Alexander belongs to me, I don't own a thing, sadly enough. I believe the real Alexander the Great and his companions belong to history and themselves.

Warnings: -gaspeth again- Slash!

Beta: None.

Pairing: Alexander/Hephaestion

Archive: Note: It is a slight AU from the Alexander movie verse. Hephaestion is not the son of Lord Amyntor, but a slave.

Spoilers: For 'Alexander'

Summary: At a young age, a slave gets captured by the soldiers of Philip. Alexander needs someone to wrestle with, because his friends always let him win. Too stubborn for his own good, the slave causes problems.

By my side – Chapter 11

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Softness… pure softness. He could almost feel the wealth beneath his fingers, something he had become accustomed to after Alexander had made him his personal slave. He had brought these sheets to let them be washed, he had even slept in them on numerous occasions… but never had he allowed himself to rest more than a few hours. The prince had never seen him wake up, only the first time.

As usual, he was the one to wake firstly, but this time he remained to watch his sleeping bedpartner. Hephaestion laid on his side, so that it was easy to look at the other, who had turned towards the middle in his sleep. The blonde locks were tousled by sleep, the light brown eyes with golden flecks closed for the moment. Perhaps it was because he had never found the time to really appreciate Alexanders looks… but Hephaestion found him beautiful.

Hesitatingly he stretched out his hand, a few fingers brushing the hair out of Alexanders face. The young man stirred a little under the touch and Hephaestion quickly pulled his hand back in fear of being discovered. Although they had kissed before, Alexander was a Prince and they were known for changing their mind… a lot. As it seemed like the sleeping young man did not wake, Hephaestion resumed his soft exploration.

It took Alexander a few seconds to realise that he did not need nor want to swat away whatever was touching him. He had remembered the day before at a fast rate, but he only choose to find the latter part interesting. Stiffling a moan he prayed that Hephaestion wouldn't notice as the timid touches continued. His heart was beating at a fast rate, almost jumping out of his chest.

Not wanting to continue the charade, his eyes fluttered open and the warm fingers stroking his face and neck left him.

"Why are you stopping?"

The question was posed softly, only meant for Hephaestions ears although there was no one else present in the room. Leaning on one hand he smiled at the young slave, who looked a bit uncertain of himself. There seemed to be no real remains of the day before, for which Alexander was extremely glad.

"Go on… please?"

He was not ordering, but asking, his eyes pleading for his case. With a shy smile the man dared to come closer again, Alexander letting him touch him at his own accord. He moved closer and continued the same movements as before. This time the prince moaned softly and stretched his hands out as well, cupping Hephaestions cheeks.

"Do you fear me, Hephaestion?"

The young man shook his head.

"No, I could never be afraid of you. Although I probably should."

The pure honesty of the slave had returned to him from the moment he had seen that Alexander appreciated it. Nobody else in the palace did and he had gotten several beatings because of it, but the young prince didn't seem to mind in the slightest.

"You are the one person I would keep from all harm." Alexander vowed solemly, looking the other in the eyes.

Then he kissed Hephaestion and his mind seemed to turn up blank. The young slave did not stay passive for long, but instead of battling for dominance, he just let Alexander play his game and went along with it. He did not need to prove anything to the prince, he was wanted by him, wether he liked it or not. But he did like it… more than he would have guessed.

Alexander left his mouth, exploring the jawline with a hint of stubble. He did not mind in the slightest.

"You have the sweetest skin, Hephaestion." The young prince managed to mumble between kisses as he lowered his hands on to the back of the other… which wasn't a good idea. Whereas Hephaestion had moaned in pleasure, he now hissed in pain, although he did not pull back.

"I'm sorry… oh Phai, I'm so sorry." Alexander repeated a few times as he took the older teenager in his arms, but Hephaestion smiled and kissed him for reassurance.

"It's much better now… you don't need to apologise."

"But I want to… so much." Alexander smiled in response as he now kept his hands at the chest of Hephaestion, but stroked it gingerly. The other man did not refuse in his reaction, but let the prince do as he pleased.

"I would never force you."

"You'll never need to."

The answer came so quickly that Alexanders doubts were washed away. Pleasuring Hephaestion he did not feel like he lowered himself, but just found that he was giving the other something to enjoy and he loved to make Hephaestion happy.

After several minutes the young slave lay spent, breathing deeply as he rested his head on the pillows. His hair flowing about he pillow, Alexander found him like one of the children of the gods, fallen of a cloud where he had resided.

"Alexander, let me…"

"My love, this was entirely for you. For this once, let me do something for you alone." Alexander said as he laid himself next to Hephaestion again, a hand posessively on the chest of the teenager. Hephaestion turned his head and kissed the hair of the prince… how had things turned about so easily.

"Thank you, my Prince."

"You're welcome, my love."

My love, a title he would have never guessed to have. But Hephaestion was quite content with it, more than with a title like General or something of the like. That he was treated like an equal by the other young man touched his heart more than he could express. His pride had received an enormous boost, so he dared to act like a lover.

"I want you with me tomorrow, on the wedding… where I can see you. I don't want to let you out of my sight again, not with mother near."

"Whatever you wish." Hephaestion just answered as he held and was held by Alexander, in the safety of the bed. He did not know what the day or the next day would bring, but he hoped that he would struggle through.

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Nelia: Righ luv, have fun:-)

Elith: Thank you!

Lexy: Look, promise kept again –points- Fluffers! (Oh, and just a little schmexyness.)

Queendel: Alex will, but first he has to take care of his Phai.

Xzanayu: Ha, just wait and see.

Jedi: Thank you, luv!