This chapter is a bit shorter because it's filled with slashy goodness. But the next chapter will be plot-ish. So... for now, enjoy this fluff 'n stuff.
Chapter 3- WHAT?
In front of them loomed the dark entrance Union Cave. It had taken them the better part of the day to reach it and it was now getting dark.
"Okay," Glasius said coolly, putting his hands on his hips. "The cave requires a whole day to navigate, so I don't know the point of going in now. Why don't we get camp going right here."
Zanis nodded without saying a word. Glasius had talked all day and frankly, Zanis could hardly stand the kids voice anymore. He surmised that the youth was an acquired taste.
Once they both had their sleeping bags unfurled beneath a tarp, they turned on a lamp. Zanis quickly removed his shirt and pants and sat on his sleeping bag, legs crossed. Somehow, he knew that Glasius was wanted to talk and didn't want to have to be pulled out of a comfortable sleeping position.
Glasius was adorned in no more than a pair of underwear. Zanis could have sworn he'd had on more the night before. Or maybe that was a dream too.
"You know… I feel like I have purpose now…" Glasius smiled. "I have a reason."
Zanis blushed. "I don't know if you can thank for that really…" Zanis said, almost laughing. His eyes traced all along Glasius' body. He looked perfect. He had almost no fat, at all. He didn't look overly skinny, just right. His blond hair and blue eyes only added to the appeal of his body.
Zanis closed his eyes and frowned. He didn't want those thoughts in his mind. He'd decided long ago to remain asexual for this very reason.
"But I do thank you!" Glasius said putting his hand on Zanis' shoulder. Zanis suddenly found himself smiling widely, but why, he did not know. He felt Glasius' hand slowly caressing his neck, with soft, gentle strokes.
Every second ticked by as a minute and each one was as blissful as the last. Somehow, Glasius' touch made him feel intoxicated.
Zanis winced as he tried to speak. "What're you doing?" His voice was completely breathless. It took so much energy just to be able to slur his speech like that. Talking normally was out of the question.
"Don't worry Zanis," he moved his hand from Zanis' shoulder and began rubbing his chest muscles. "I'll help you get some rest."
Glasius moved closer. He was now mere inches away from Zanis. Their body temperature mingled.
And like a bolt of lightning, Glasius pressed his lips to Zanis. His lips were warm. Zanis' were ice cold.
Like putty, Zanis fell into the kiss, draping his arm around Glasius' shoulder, asking for more.
Soon, Zanis' shirt was lifted up and over his head, their lips only parting for a moment. Glasius continued his massage, placing pressure in the spots that needed it. Occasionally scratching here and there.
Glasius parted their mouths and smiled. "I love you Zanis." He pressed his mouth to Zanis chest and began licking him vigorously. His tongue moistened every part of the other it could, taking a particular amount of time, nibbling at the nipples of the older male. Zanis was now on his back, allowing Glasius to make more use of his tongue and teeth.
Zanis breathed deeply. "I know you do… I know…" before fading into sleep.
His eyes fluttered open. The smell of dew in the air and the distinctive sound of birds had awoken him. His arm was draped over Glasius who was curled up in his embrace. He could remember waking up during the night to Glasius cuddling up next to him and pressing firm kisses along his arm. And the truth was… he liked it. He liked the touch. The gentleness. The love. Things he'd only seldom felt before.
Zanis rubbed Glasius' shoulder deftly, gently. Wishing to hear the sounds of the boy's voice. "Glasius… we have to get going."
He mumbled something, opening his eyes. He licked his lips and raised his head slightly towards Zanis.
Zanis smiled and obliged. He leaned down and kissed him softly.
"Good morning… Starshine. It sure is a beautiful morning to be here…"
"Well obviously, I'm here."
They both got packed up quickly, eager to make it into Union cave. Hardly and talk of the night before occurred, but affectionate glances and smiles were occasionally shared by the pair.
At last, as Glasius placed three pokeballs into his pocket he looked up and pulled Zanis into a simple hug. His hand wrapped around Zanis waist and his other hand slid into Zanis' back jean pocket.
"I heard there are Lapras in the cave."
"I believe you." Zanis said, placing a kiss on Glasius forehead. He wasn't eager to prolong the conversation.
"You must not like me very much," Glasius said coolly. "I realize how ridiculously self-involved you are, but it would hurt to talk to me! I mean, who are you trying to impress!"
"Of course I like you sweetie! If I didn't like you I wouldn't have indulged you this much."
"Always got to have the last word, don't you?"
Zanis smiled and broke away from the shorter boy. He readjusted the backpack n his shoulder. Peeka chirped and hopped onto the other shoulder, nuzzling his head against Zanis.
Glasius sighed and laced his fingers into Zanis' hand. "Shall we proceed on this marvelously spectacular journey to the fabulously wild Mt. Silver?"
Zanis nodded, squeezing the hand of the man next to him. He needed reassurance. For himself. And for Glasius.
