ZEDD
As he continues to improve, I'm starting to understand why we bonded. He's quickly becoming my equal by anyone's standard - never mind that I already considered him as such. Still though I feel like had I known him more when he was still young, known about the bond then, I could have helped him realize his potential so much sooner. "You've made remarkable progress, Thomas."
His eyes flicker away and I know instantly what he's thinking even as he comments back. "In some things."
"Thomas, love, everything that happened isn't going to go away overnight, especially when reminders of it keep popping up unexpectedly. You're doing very well. Give yourself some credit."
"Yeah, well…" He sighs and changes the subject. "Anyway, now that that's handled, I really should get back to work on the Rangers' problem. I just really don't feel like it right now."
To my surprise, Scorpina - giggles, sounding almost giddy. "I know what you mean, Tommy. I don't want to go back to my work right now either." We all look at her curiously. "I'm just so relieved that it's over."
Dar pulls her close. "Me too." He looks at me. "What the hell, Zedd. What do you say to us all taking the rest of the day off?" Excellent idea.
Giving my mate a smile, I agree. "I think that can be arranged. And don't worry about making a proper meal tonight, Dar. I'm sure we can all find something when we're ready." The couple disappears so quickly I almost would have thought that they teleported. Shaking my head, I turn back to Thomas.
"It's nice to see her happy again" he says, slightly amused. He turns fully to me and slides his arms around my neck. "What would it take to make you happy?"
"You already do, Thomas. Every day."
His eyes sparkle at me. "Careful, Zedd. You're going to tarnish your image if you keep saying romantic things like that."
"My image with the general populace of the universe will be just fine. This side of me is just for you, love."
He kisses me lovingly. "Perhaps we should take this somewhere else and you can show me more of this side?"
"I think that can be arranged."
Once in our room, Thomas starts to remove his clothes apparently more than ready to play despite or perhaps because of the earlier attack on him. I really should have killed that bastard. Leaning on the door, I watch him, enjoying the view and putting my thoughts of revenge aside for later. That is, until he turns to me clad only in his boxers and just above the top I can see some of the bruises that I myself left on him last night. My smile fades slightly. "Oh, Thomas, I'm sorry."
His own smile fades, only to be replaced with an anxious look. "What? Why?" Feeling his slight fear and hurt now through the bond I quickly point to the discoloration on his skin not wanting him to worry that something he's done has suddenly made me lose interest in him or what we have planned. His eyebrows go up as he studies himself, even going so far as to strip out of his underwear to look over the marks further. "Oh, that." He has a hint of a smile as he shrugs and says, "Meh. They'll fade soon, Zedd."
I can't believe he's not bothered by it, given his prior abuse and my promise not to hurt him like that. "Still I should have been more careful, but to be honest Thomas, I didn't really think about-"
"Zedd it's fine, honest" he assures me seriously. "It doesn't hurt and besides, you did say we could do it again so chances are it'll just be a small price to pay for it." His face falls slightly. "Not that I could right now though. I'm still too sore." His smile returns. "Totally worth it though." Okay not exactly the response I was expecting, but one I can definitely work with.
I pull him into my arms as I comment, "Perhaps you'll let me please you some more then, love? We could try what we started last night?" Pressing a kiss to his neck, I run my hand down his back slowly. "I could take care of you until you're so happy you manage to forget your own name."
Dryly, he answers, "I think they call that delirium, not happiness, but go ahead and give it a go if you want to."
"Such enthusiasm" I respond in kind before kissing him lightly. "Why don't you get on the bed?"
While he gets comfortable, I undress and then join him.
"So this whole taking care of me thing, I'm not exactly sure what you expect me to do." Only he could possibly over think my offer to pleasure him until he can no longer speak.
"You don't do anything, Thomas. You just enjoy what I do for you." Climbing on the bed and kneeling over him I'm in short order kissing him as my hands begin to wander.
"Still seems a bit one sided." And he's still thinking too much, must fix that.
"It's not one sided, or at least no more so than when you leave me incoherent from what you do. Now stop worrying on it. Just enjoy it."
"All right, but I am returning the favor so to speak." We'll see about that.
It takes a decent amount of effort on my part but in really no time at all, I have him panting and writhing beneath me. "Oh god, Zedd."
His fingers dig into my back as I direct my attention to his neck and shoulder. Thomas' moans increase in volume when I slide my hand between us and wrap it around him, stroking slowly and lightly. Returning to his mouth, I decide to take a page out of Thomas' book, so to speak. Keeping the language somewhat simple, I offer him some loving whispers of my own in Eltarian. However, it's not long before I'm caught up in the moment and any thoughts of 'simple' go right out the window.
"Zedd, please" he whimpers. "No more teasing. Need you."
I continue in my native language. "Not teasing, showing you how much I love you."
"Your love is killing me! I can't take much more." The begging finally winning me over, I decide to give in to him given the rather trying day he's already had.
I work my way down and giving up on speaking take him fully down my throat. His hips snap up to meet me as he groans loudly. Working him over slowly and keeping control of how much movement he really has I try to keep him on edge just a bit longer, but it really doesn't seem like it's going to last.
"More!"
Smirking at his demand/plea I give up for now letting him have a bit more movement and it's not long before he cries out. I work my way back up to lie beside him, lightly stroking his torso as he recovers. "Better?"
"Much." Yawning and stretching a bit, he at least seems content, even if I did let him end my fun before I was really ready to. Still though, he's had a hard day and given how much restraint he normally has, giving him a rather quick finish this time is just as good I suppose. Speaking of his hard day though… My eyes lock on the marks on his face where he hit the wall and I can't help the surge of anger that follows.
Thomas cracks his eyes open, fighting to shake off the lassitude that had taken him over, a frown of concern starting to mar his face. Crap, the bond. "Zedd?"
I shift my gaze quickly, in spite of the fact that I'm fairly certain he knows what's irritated me. "I should have killed him."
"No, Zedd. It wasn't necessary to kill him to make your point and you did beat the hell out of him." He turns fully toward me, his hands starting to coast over me. "I'm safe, kalleimat, thanks to you. The scrapes are nothing."
"It's not nothing, Thomas. And it's not just the scrapes."
"It's okay. I'm okay. He didn't really get anywhere and you got there before he could, it's all right, Zedd. Honest." Seeming to realize that still doesn't have me settled where the matter is concerned he heaves a sigh before propping himself up a bit. "Tell me what you need to feel better."
This time, I'm the one holding myself back as what I need isn't very practical right now with him already hurt. "I don't need anything, but to know you're safe. I'm all right, Thomas. I'm just aggravated, partly at myself that I let him go back inside with you still there."
"That wasn't your fault, you couldn't have possibly known what would happen. As for the rest, I know you need to know I'm safe Zedd, but what do you need right now to feel better?"
"I don't need anything. I'm fine, I told you, just aggravated is all."
His voice is harsh. "Don't lie to me, Zeddic." I'm taken aback by his tone as well as his use of my full name. He hasn't done that since he was evil. He shoves me over onto my back and straddles me, much like the last time he challenged me. "I will put up with a lot out of you, but just like you, I don't want a relationship full of lies and deception. If you expect me to be honest, than it's only fair that I can expect the same from you. What do you need, Zedd?"
I know he can feel it through the bond, so why is he trying to make me say it? He waits, and not very patiently, if the tightening of his jaw is anything to go by. "Thomas, please-"
His eyes harden next. "What, Zedd?" he presses. I remain silent long enough to - apparently - really piss him off. "Is it that bad that you can't just say it? Do you still think I'm that fragile that I'll freak out on you and run off?"
"No, but…Thomas what I need isn't practical right now with you already injured, by me I'll remind you. I feel bad enough that I was so rough with you last time that I injured you, the last thing I want to do is add to it."
"Zedd, what do you need? Do need to be in control? Do you need to fuck me? Spank me? Tie me up? Beat me? What is it? Just tell me!"
"Thomas I would never do that to you."
Looking all the more aggravated now, he shakes his head. "Then what? Is it worse than that? Do you need to chain me naked to the wall and whip me until I'm barely conscious and then fuck my bleeding body until I die just as you explode inside me? Force yourself down my throat and stay there, getting your relief even as the light fades from my eyes?"
"What?!" I'm stunned. He can't possibly believe- "Thomas, where in all the hells would you come up with something like that?"
He shrugs lightly. "Worst things I could think of on spur of the moment. Now, if you're done lying to me and dodging me, I'm seriously only asking you one more damn time before I get really and truly furious, what do you need?"
Well, when he puts it like that… "Just you, Thomas. I need you."
Immediately, his eyes and voice soften. "You have me and whatever else you need, Zedd. However you need me. Just tell me."
"Thomas, we can't. You're already hurt, I already told you I'm not hurting you again on top of what I've already done."
He kisses me softly. "Don't tell me what I can and can't do." My need has kept me ready and he takes advantage. He swiftly grasps me and before I can stop him, he slides down on me slowly. "I'll be fine as long as we aren't rough, Zedd. Relax and enjoy it."
I didn't miss his wince, despite his words to the contrary I know he's feeling a decent bit of discomfort at the very least, but I do need him. I'm a little ashamed of my lack of control even as I start to move gently in him. "Sorry, Thomas, so sorry but I do need you."
"It's okay, Zedd. Take what you need. I'm here for you, mate." He moves faster on me and my hands quickly find his hips.
I try to make this fast, not wanting to prolong any pain he's in and thankfully it doesn't take long for me to find my mark. "Thomas!" I push deeply into him as I go over the edge. As I come back down, I realize that he's trembling. Oh god - have I hurt him worse? I pry my eyes open to find that his are closed tightly, hands fisted on his thighs. Quickly I release his hips. "I'm so sorry, Thomas. Are you all right, love? Let me see."
"Are you okay, Zedd?"
"Fine, Thomas. But-"
"Then for the love of god, finish me off! Please!" Once his statement registers, I comply as fast as I can, relishing his pleasure and shout of release. A quick clean up later and he's settled at my side, murmuring reassurances in my ear that he's all right as we both drift off to sleep.
