The Crowning of Alexander Chapter 6: Events, an alexander fanfic

Title: "The Crowning of Alexander"

Author: Baliansword

Chapter: 6, "Events"

A/N: Thank you everyone for your reviews. All of the input about previous questions was appreciated. As for the story, I cannot tell you how everything is going to unfold. Yet I can agree that Hephaestion always tries to do the most justified thing. As for the two as lovers, they will come together in this chapter. Just to note, it happens after Philip's death, and Hephaestion blames himself over the unfolded events. Alexander, at the time when they first are together, only fears what love will do to him. He saw his father die, the only man he ever loved, and is afraid to love Hephaestion for the fear of loosing him. Yet, as you will see, he'll have to overcome his fear.

WARNING: The second sex scene is graphic. So, you have been warned. Hopefully it is a little different than the things I've done before. Let me know if you like it, and if you don't, let me know in a decent and polite way. Thanks so much!

Hephaestion didn't even tie the horse and nor did he wait for some your boy to take it. If the beast ran off he would not care. But from the flaring nostrils he knew that the horse would go nowhere. The blood trailing from its nose showed that as well. He ran, faster than he ever had before, until he reached Olympias' chambers. He burst in, not caring about any decencies, but found that the queen was not there. Turning he rushed out of the room. He rushed down the hall and looked into other rooms. Suddenly he was pulling at his hair and cursing. She'd already gone. Had the damnable horse not tripped he would have been here far earlier. Now he knew he had only a matter of moments before the games would begin. Not to mention, Alexander would arrive, and the moment of truth would be upon them.

He made his way to the games, still not spotting Olympias anywhere. Yet it was not her that he truly needed to see. He looked around for Pausanias, wondering where he would be. He entered the games, and he caught site of Antipiter. Antipiter raised a goblet and nodded his head. Hephaestion stared at him for a moment, wondering why he'd done such an action. Yet he continued to look for Pausanias. After some time he stood, like a fool, looking around. He blocked the sun with a hand and the noise did not allow him to hear. Instead he heard huge swarms of noise like at a beehive. A hand was placed on his shoulder through and he turned.

"I am glad to see you," Olympias said, her eyes glittering like jewels. There was the same evil smile upon her face. She knew what was going to happen today and had no remorse what so ever. Instead, she seemed happier than she had in years. She glanced down, still smiling, and nodded. "Alexander is not here yet. He'll walk in with Philip."

"This cannot be done," Hephaestion said, grabbing her shoulders fiercely. He shook her slightly but then let her go. If he caused a scene it would not be worthwhile for either of them to be present at the games. He lowered his voice, so that no other could hear. "Go tell Pausanias to stop this madness. Olympias, this must stop!"

"I am afraid you are too late. Come, I have saved you a seat beside me."

"You are not listening," Hephaestion told her, following her as she walked, only to try to reason with her. No others listened. She'd even told her ladies in waiting to stay at her seat. The seat that he was trying to follow her back to at the moment. "Alexander is not ready to rule."

"He is," she disagreed, turning and looking to him. "Alexander has us to provide for him Hephaestion. Trust me, this is the only way. You know that it is."

"Where is Pausanias," he asked through gritted teeth.

"Do you think that I would tell you so that you could try to stop him? Hephaestion, you are wise, but not always." She smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek. After giving him an answer she turned and walked away, returning to her seat. "Pausanias is already waiting for Philip."

Alexander rode next to his father. He glanced over at him. For the first time Philip seemed to be happy with him. It was as if he'd finally accepted him as his son. Gladly Alexander accepted his place at his time. He needed him to be with him now. For once he and his father had some connection, simple or not. Yet as soon as it had started it was over.

"There is no need," Philip assured him as he dismissed Cleitus. He then turned his attention back to his young son. "Alexander, you can go in with the guard. Neither do I need you, nor guards, to protect me from my people."

"But what if…"

"Did your mother put you up to this? Alexander, for the gods, just listen to me for once. Now can you please go!"

Alexander felt dejected as he left. He stopped once, glancing over his shoulder at his father. Philip was full of pride. He began to enter the tunnel. He then continued and vowed to find Hephaestion. Where he had gone, he did not know. But it worried him for wherever he was it was not with him. Little did he know that the events unfolding at the very moment would change his life forever.

Hephaestion felt the impact with every bone in his body. He slid to the ground, reaching out with a hand. He tried to open his eyes, tried to concentrate, but the world spun. He noticed the streak of blood on the wall and knew that it must have come from his head. There was not much else to think about. His head was pulled back again and thrust into the wall. Blackness was the last thing that he saw.

His attacked wiped his hands on Hephaestion's chifton though. He then left the small room, leaving Hephaestion behind. Watching the events as they unfolded he crossed his arms over his chest. He began to whistle when he saw Philip entering the ring. Yet in his excitement he forgot one thing about the younger man lying on the floor behind him. He forgot about his will power. Before he heard enough to turn he was pushed to the ground. Hephaestion ran past him, into the light, and there was nothing he could do to follow him.

Hephaestion ran as fast as he could as Philip fell to the ground. Alexander was at his side and everything seemed to now play in slow motion. He grabbed Alexander when he reached him and pulled him up. Glancing up he saw Olympias' cold eyes staring at him. There was noise all around, screams, wonders of which the next king would be. Olympias was bold enough to stand. Her eyes turned to the wailing babe in Eurydice's arms. Hephaestion felt his jaw loosen, his mouth agape, and in the moment he turned to Alexander. He took Alexander's arm and held it up. He then did exactly what he was supposed to do.

"Alexander," he screamed so that all around could hear. He said something else but couldn't even register it in his own mind. He only knew that the crown was on Alexander's head when he next saw him. Both looked at each other, dazed and confused. Alexander looked to his mother, who smiled, and suddenly everything connected in his mind. This was why Hephaestion had tried to rush back. He'd known, like he knew everything else. In that moment of realization, the world stopped.

One Week Later……….

Never before had he felt so alone in his life. There was an emptiness in his heart that he could not take away. Lying back he stared up at the ceiling, wondering how things had come to be like this. Slowly he let his mind wander as his hand found himself. He stroked himself but could not keep the thoughts from racing in his head. The pleasure that had once been there was gone. Without having him either with him, or at least near him in some way, it meant nothing. Closing his eyes he rolled onto his chest and buried his face into the pillow. Released from all guilt, he felt the most guilt of all. There was a long span of time after he repositioned himself before he pushed himself out of the bed. He threw a robe over himself and left his room.

He entered Alexander's room quietly, shutting the door expertly behind him, and no other had seen him in the hall. Alexander sat in bed, still clearly awake, reading by candlelight. Hephaestion approached the bed and stopped at the end of the bed. He gazed at Alexander for a moment, and then did what he'd been longing to do, but could only now justify. He dropped the robe and stood erected and willing in front of Alexander.

"I know," Alexander said as he held Hephaestion in his arms. He tried to hold back his own tears and be strong. He couldn't though. He at the same time could not be angry with Hephaestion. He understood his reasoning and how it had been so easy for Olympias to seduce him onto his side. "Hephaestion, I have already forgiven you. Why can you not forgive yourself?"

Alexander put the book down and then turned his eyes back to Hephaestion. He didn't move though. For some reason he wanted to believe that Hephaestion was here for his own reasoning. Not because he wanted to convince Alexander that he loved him recklessly, and had never stopped. This was not a way for him to pledge his allegiance to his king though. This was Hephaestion willingly giving himself to Alexander. Yet, it was the most nervous Alexander had ever seen him, and would ever see him again.

Biting his lower lip, Hephaestion crawled onto the bed, making sure to do so in the simplest way. He did not try to do anything special. Alexander felt himself warm as Hephaestion crawled to his thighs, and then placed his own knees on either side of Alexander's legs. He stopped, unsure of what Alexander would want him to do next, and he feared too much what would happen if he disappointed him. He wanted to please him, nothing less, and was trying as hard as he could. Yet nerves were taking him over.

Alexander put a hand on his cheek though and drew him closer. Their lips met and Alexander took Hephaestion's lips with his own. As he did, he then pushed the blanket away from himself. Coincidentally he was already undressed as well, and without the sheets between them, their flesh touched. Only twice before had they been this close. Both times were in Hephaestion's rooms, where they stroked each other, fondling lovingly. Yet tonight was different in many ways. Tonight, Alexander already knew would not end as it normally did. It would end with the true joining of their bodies. Hephaestion put a hand on Alexander's groin, and then wrapped his slender fingers around Alexander's erection. He stilled him though, removing Hephaestion's hand, and then repositioned himself beneath Hephaestion. He shifted onto his chest, his body touching the sheets. Hephaestion paused and Alexander turned, looking back at him with mixed emotions.

"Do it," Alexander told him.

Hephaestion did as he was told. It was nothing like either of them had imagined. There was really no passion, just the act of doing so. Hephaestion entered him, held himself as long as he could, and then when finished he began to leave the bed. Alexander grabbed his wrist though, pulling him back. Hephaestion lay next to him, watching the tears flow freely. Alexander wiped a few away before he rested his head on Hephaestion's chest. This had been Hephaestion's gift to him –but he'd ruined it. For what, he was unsure. Yet he knew that it was because he'd been afraid. Rumors were right, it did hurt the first time, but at least now he knew what it was like. He was not afraid anymore. Closing his eyes he tried to sleep, but did not do so until Hephaestion lay asleep beside him.

It was the middle of the night, closer to the morning, when Hephaestion stirred. He felt a hand touching his shoulder and arm. Each muscle was traced with smooth fingers. As he stirred he felt Alexander bring his moistened lips to his shoulder where he'd been touching him. Hephaestion turned his head and opened his eyes. Alexander immediately lifted his head and pressed his lips to Hephaestion's. He kissed him passionately, sliding his tongue over Hephaestion's lower lip. Hephaestion tilted his head back so that Alexander had better access.

Alexander kissed him continuously and as he did so he moved one hand to Hephaestion's chest. He licked a finger, sliding it into Hephaestion's mouth whilst he kissed him, and then rubbed saliva over Hephaestion's nipple. Hephaestion tensed, and Alexander only straddled him carefully. He dipped his head, kissing the pulse at his neck, and continued to rub Hephaestion's nub. Slowly he brought his lips to Hephaestion's hardened nipple and suckled, forcing a moan from Hephaestion as he lifted his fist to his face. Hephaestion bit the back of his hand to keep from screaming as Alexander nipped him lightly. He sucked again and Hephaestion's hips involuntarily lifted. It only drove Alexander wild when he felt Hephaestion's warm erection meet with his for a moment.

Alexander slid a hand under Hephaestion's back after he'd kissed most of his chest. He lifted his lower hips up. With a hand he spread Hephaestion's thighs further apart. He let his mouth meet the inner of Hephaestion's thigh. He sucked at the skin, running his tongue over it, and kissing it lightly. Next he brought his lips to one of Hephaestion's sacs. Hephaestion tried to sit up in protest of Alexander touching him in such a way, because he was a king, but Alexander pushed him back with a hand. He kissed Hephaestion's sac once more before he wrapped his mouth entirely around him. Hephaestion reached down, able to reach Alexander's head, and he lightly dug his fingers into his scalp. Hephaestion spread his legs a little further to give Alexander more room, but continued to gasp out. Alexander sucked at him, rubbing his erection with the other hand. He soon had the desired effect and cum was beginning to ooze from Hephaestion's tip.

Alexander let go of his sac and came closer to Hephaestion. He lifted his hips and pressed his length against Hephaestion's arched buttocks. He took a hand and slid his middle finger into his mouth. Removing it he put his moistened finger against Hephaestion's opening. He looked at Hephaestion as he slid his finger inside of him. Hephaestion let out a little gasp, but did not seem too pained, and Alexander slid his index finger inside of him as well. Alexander stretched him for a moment, just so he had an idea of what it would feel like. Hephaestion only gasped, desiring to meet with Alexander's lips. The younger removed his fingers and then leaned down. He kissed Hephaestion fully, and as the kiss broke, he whispered into his ear as he slid his hardened shaft into him.

"It hurts for a moment," he whispered, sucking at Hephaestion's earlobe. Hephaestion felt the initial pain instantly. He let out a soft cry and dug his fingers into Alexander's sides as he held him. Alexander kissed him, pausing, and continued to enter him until he was entirely in Hephaestion's virginal opening. It was a tight fit, and Hephaestion allowed Alexander to see his pain. Alexander put a hand on his cheek, still kissing his neck. "Count with me."

"One," Alexander whispered as he thrust inside of him. Hephaestion only let out another soft cry. He closed his eyes and let out a breath. When Alexander thrust into him again he whispered the next number. After reaching ten Alexander began to thrust into him with a faster motion, but they'd stopped counting. Alexander reached down and fondled Hephaestion as he thrust inside of him. He took Hephaestion's hand with his and as he stroked him Hephaestion's hand helped. Hephaestion was breathless and his erection was beginning to pain him, desiring release. Alexander removed his hand and took Hephaestion's sacs in his hand. He squeezed him softly and with a soft protest Hephaestion spilled himself. Never before had Alexander tasted him, but he wanted to now. He ran a finger over Hephaestion's tip and licked it as he thrust into him. Alexander thrust into him time after time, sweat dripping from his body, mixing with Hephaestion's. Had they continued counting, Alexander came inside him at forty-two thrusts. As he did he screamed, falling upon Hephaestion. He thrust into him once more before knowing that he could do no more.

He removed himself from upon Hephaestion and put a hand on Hephaestion's lower abdomen. His chest rose and fell heavily, as did his own, both of them exhausted. Alexander put a leg over Hephaestion's upper thighs, his spent length pressing against Hephaestion's side, and he pushed himself up with an elbow. With his hand he ran his fingers over Hephaestion's chest, running circles around his nipples, rubbing them lightly. Hephaestion had been far more used than he had, and Alexander noted it. He'd also decided that he liked having Hephaestion inside of him far more than he liked having Hephaestion beneath him. It was just something that he already knew.

"You taste like salt and honey," Alexander told Hephaestion as he kissed his swollen lips softly. Hephaestion laughed for a moment and then blinked a few times. His exhaustion ran deep. Alexander knew that certain thoughts, which he'd vowed never again to mention, plagued him. Alexander kissed him once more. "Rest my love. We shall talk more of this tomorrow."

A/N: Well, one more chapter to go and this will be the end of this fiction. Feel free to review. The next chapter will wrap things up. But it shall be the end of our time together in this book. Yet I love you all out there! Hope to hear from you, otherwise, hope that you enjoy the last chapter as it is posted.