Title: "The First Campaign"

Author: Baliansword

Chapter: 9, "Fate"

Pairing: Alexander and Hephaestion

A/N: There will be slash in this chapter, please skip it if you have a problem with that. Not to mention, this is their first time together, so things aren't going to be like in my other stories. I want them to be a little inexperienced, because they would have been. Everyone else, read and review, and please enjoy.

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It was odd how the only place he seemed to be able to go was to Hephaestion's room. The prince knew that perhaps he should not have gone. He knew very well that Hephaestion might not want him. For all Alexander knew his mother was right and Hephaestion didn't love him in the first place. Maybe he did want only the power that Alexander had. It didn't matter though if he did want that, and not Alexander, because the young prince didn't care.

He loved Hephaestion and always had, and he wanted him now more than ever. If Hephaestion didn't love him truly then so be it. Alexander loved him and that was all that mattered as he rushed in a rage down the corridor. When he reached the door, he opened it without knocking and entered, shutting the door with just the fling of the wrist.

Hephaestion turned suddenly when he heard Alexander enter. He'd just finished with his bath and wore nothing but a towel. Freezing he pulled the towel around himself and held it tightly in his hand. Alexander briskly crossed the room and without saying anything he wrapped his arms around Hephaestion. Immediately he put his lips to Hephaestion and kissed him rampantly. Alexander put a hand on the small of Hephaestion's back, his hand sliding lightly against his saturated skin, and reached up with the other into his hair. He grabbed a handful of his dripping hair and merely pulled Hephaestion closer to him.

Hephaestion on the other hand continued to hold his towel in one hand. But slowly he found his free hand roaming until it rested against Alexander's thigh. Alexander broke away from his lips, his breath heavy, and began to kiss Hephaestion's neck. Meanwhile Hephaestion let his hand wander up until it was on Alexander's back. Finally giving in he pulled Alexander closer to him.

Alexander brought his lips back to Hephaestion's and then slowly suppressed their kiss. He brought a hand to Hephaestion's cheek, and simply gazed at him for a moment. Without saying anything, they both knew. Alexander slowly crossed behind Hephaestion so that he stood behind him. He wrapped an arm over Hephaestion's shoulder and put his hand to his throat. The prince then took his wet hair and put it over a shoulder to that he may kiss his back. Hephaestion stifled a moan, but reached back and put a hand on Alexander's hip.

Alexander reached around him and put his hand over Hephaestion's. He entwined his fingers with Hephaestion's and slowly loosened Hephaestion's grip upon the towel. Alexander pulled his hand away and the towel fell to the ground at Hephaestion's feet. As it did Hephaestion gasped unintentionally. But Alexander turned him around and extinguished his protests with an eager kiss. The prince then took a few steps back and shifted his position. Alexander then moved Hephaestion back, tossing him playfully onto the bed as he did so.

Hephaestion sat up and reached out to Alexander. He helped Alexander removed his clothes, and as soon as Alexander stood bare before him, he leaned up to place a kiss against his chest. Alexander took his wrist though and lightly pushed him back. Hephaestion pulled himself up on the bed and watched as Alexander walked around to the side and ascended onto the bed. Hephaestion reached for him but Alexander took his hand, pressed a kiss to it, and then dropped it onto the bed.

"I just want to look at you for a moment," Alexander whispered as he put a hand to Hephaestion's chest. He touched him as he had done days ago, merely brushing over Hephaestion's taunt skin with the tips of his fingers. He then sat back and just looked at the glory before him. He looked at the hardened planes of Hephaestion's chest, the smooth taunt skin of his lower stomach, his muscled thighs. Everything about him reminded Alexander of Pygmalion, who had molded the perfect woman out of a ball of clay. Surely the gods had chiseled everything perfectly about Hephaestion, his body, his handsome but also boyish looking features, and even his personality. Everything about him was flawless.

Hephaestion stared at Alexander, his cerulean eyes trying to understand what Alexander was doing. The prince's gaze made him uncomfortable. Yet he did not move, despite the fact that he wanted desperately too. He did not want Alexander to find a flaw with him. If he looked for too long Hephaestion knew he would see something that would not satisfy his needs. But Alexander moved closer and put his lips against his once more before Hephaestion had to say anything. His silent plea had been heard.

Alexander carefully positioned himself above Hephaestion, straddling him like he had done before. But this time he knew that he wouldn't have to hold anything back. Tonight, he could cease being a prince, and just be Hephaestion's lover. He kissed him savagely, biting Hephaestion's lower lip, and letting out a stifled cry as he did so. Hephaestion put a hand Alexander's back, and the other on his arm. He pulled him closer to him, kissing him back until Alexander pulled Hephaestion's back away from the bed, elevating him in the air. He placed his chin on Alexander's shoulder and held tight to his back.

Hephaestion dug his fingers into Alexander's back as the prince's leg hit his thigh. But neither of them stopped. Alexander continued to lift Hephaestion off of the bed until both were on their knees, barbarously gripping each other and kissing. After moments of this Alexander let Hephaestion push the both of them back down. Alexander widened his legs so that Hephaestion could position himself comfortably above him. Hephaestion kissed Alexander, then moved to his chest where he lapped at the beads of sweat forming on his muscled lower chest. His brown hair spread over Alexander, sending little shivers up Alexander's spine as Hephaestion moved, his hair teasing Alexander all the more.

Alexander felt Hephaestion pressed against him. Alexander eagerly pushed himself back against Hephaestion, needing him terribly. Hephaestion looked up at Alexander, making sure that Alexander knew what he was asking for, and Hephaestion even had to ask himself if he knew what he was doing. Alexander pushed himself up, taking Hephaestion's arm, and pulled him from the bed. He then picked up a vile of liquid from a small stand and uncorked it. Pouring some of the contents onto his hand he reached down and took Hephaestion's length in his hand. As he did so he kissed Hephaestion, running his hand through his damp hair while he did so.

He then turned and faced a cool stone wall. He put an arm out to steady himself as he wrapped Hephaestion's arm around his neck. Hephaestion let Alexander mold himself against him. When the prince reached back and pulled him closer he let out a small breath of air he had been holding. He was fully against him now and felt Alexander draw in a breath.

"Phae," Alexander whispered the name, waiting for Hephaestion to claim him. Thousands of thoughts raced through his head and he knew it must be worse for Hephaestion. Yet he then felt Hephaestion's warmth against him. Hephaestion put his other hand around Alexander's leg, very close to touching Alexander's own erection, and steadied him. Hephaestion then put his forehead to Alexander's back as he pressed himself inside of him.

The sensation of it caused Alexander to stumble forward. He caught himself with an arm before he rested completely against the wall. A moan came from deep inside of his throat, and his breathing became heavier. But once past the initial pain of Hephaestion claiming him he rather much liked the closeness. He heard Hephaestion behind him, breathing just as heavily as he did, and felt his kisses against his back.

Hephaestion's hand against Alexander's hip then moved lower and he took the prince in his hand. Alexander put his right hand over Hephaestion's as he worked at releasing him. Alexander, having waited far too long for this it seemed let himself go within moments, letting out a loud cry of Hephaestion's name. Hephaestion did not move his hand though, but continued to hold him, and so Alexander did not move either. Instead Alexander took his other arm and held it up, reaching behind him for Hephaestion. He managed to grasp the back of Hephaestion's neck as he raised his head. As Alexander held him close Hephaestion reached up and held his wrist.

Alexander felt Hephaestion's hot breath against his back and suddenly let out another moan of ecstasy as Hephaestion thrust it seem even further into him. He then heard Hephaestion let out a soft utterance as he winced and put his forehead against Alexander's back. He did this once more before spilling himself inside of Alexander, uniting them as one. He gripped a little harder upon Alexander's wrist, the rise and fall of his chest heavy against Alexander's back. He then let go of his wrist, but did not move otherwise. Alexander didn't move either, just reached behind him and held the back of Hephaestion's right thigh.

After a moment Hephaestion slowly separated himself from Alexander, who immediately turned around. He pulled Hephaestion to him, kissing him hard upon the lips, and let himself stagger one last step back. With his back pressed against the wall he let his legs slowly give out beneath him. Together they slid to the floor, locked in each other's embrace, both panting heavily and unable to catch their breaths.

"Phae," Alexander whispered as he kissed him, holding his back and the back of his thigh as he did so. "I won't be able to be without you now."

"I know," Hephaestion replied, his breathing still not calming. He then wrapped his arms around him and just held him in a tight embrace. Then, he said quietly words that Alexander would never forget. "You are the sun to my stars Alexander."