Gynger Snap 5

Distraction Part 1

The air had a shimmering quality that seemed closer to Arcadia than any that Buffy had ever encountered on earth. The sun gleamed over the mountains a highlight to the lack of humanity as the trees thrust to the sky their verdant leaves seeming to wave at the Arcadians that scattered among the wooden mansions that made up the mountain retreat. Bikky paused as he entered the dark wood cabin. Further down the lane, Rain headed into a Birchwood mansion with highlights of oak. Slabs of white marble with silver wove through the balconies disappearing into a waterfall. "Where are you going?" Bikky called over. "The dragon cabin is over here."

Rain turned to face Bikky. Hefting Nestoir's suitcase he shook his head. "That doesn't feel right to me." Rain shook his head. "I need to be over in this one." Rain looked again between the two wooden mansions.

"And where else would you be, Squire Rain, than in the domicile of your Knight Master?" Rain faced the gigantic grin of the High King of Arcadia. His voice washed over the land with a deep rumble. At his side, the slight form of Kriss hovered. Though she was in her human facade, her wings beat kept her aloft.

Kriss gazed down at the bare feet of Zarro. She watched as he wiggled his toes. "You can feel it, can't you?" Kriss asked after a moment of the high King's silent contemplation.

"Not here," Zarro replied. "Yet there is a lingering taint to the land. Reaching out. Searching for a root for its darkness to attach to." Zarro stood for a moment more. Rain halted. He sat the weighty suitcase down feeling the pulse of the king through the land. Zarro pushed his essence deep into the earth cleansing what little darkness had attempted to filter into the sanctuary. "That will do for now. but we really must nip this in the bud as soon as possible." Zarro sniffed the air before he turned to Kriss. Rain knew that he was communicating in her head as she nodded, bowed, then vanished on a puff if iridescent pink and green fairy dust.

Rain entered the suite of the High Princess and her husband; his knight-master, high prince Nestoir. Heaving the suitcase to the bed he took a deep breath then went to open the drawers so that he could unpack. Rain stared at the clothing already neatly folded in the elaborate, decorated armoir. He stomped over to the bed. Rain opened the suitcase disgusted to see nothing more prominent than several cinder blocks and large stones. "Just stow that in the closet while you go and retrieve the rest of them." Rain turned to stare aghast at Nestoir knowing that he had three more along with his chest of favored weapons. "A year ago you would not have been able to lift that. Good job."

"Thank you," Rain inclined his head. He went out to get the other suitcases that he would store. Finally, he hauled his own much lighter suitcase into the home. He opened the door that was next to Nestoir and Andromache's. Inside he found a Twin sized bed neatly made with dark wood furnishings. He was just finishing when there was a tap at his door. " Bikky stood on the other side. "Hey, done already?"

"Laton packed three jugs of lemonade that Ryo made." Bikky frowned. "What took you so long?"

"Nestoir packed three suitcases of bricks and rocks." Rain frowned. "Every year he gets more and more like Zarro." Rain shook his head hoping that Misaki's squire room had a larger bed, as there was no way that he and Spike would fit in a twin.

"Well, no, not if they plan to sleep side by side," Bikky chuckled when Rain said as much. "Being newlyweds, I don't think that will be an issue. Hell, Ryo and Dee are not newlyweds but I am sure a twin would work just fine for them." Bikky was still laughing as they entered the main Wooden palace where the Royal White Lions would reside. "I don't even want to know what Zarro packed." Bikky mused aloud causing Rain to chuckle as they approached the table to sit beside their knight masters.

-Flowers and his Teddy Bear.- Came the disgruntled thoughts from Kenneth as he recalled unpacking Zarro's suitcase. The Teddy was sitting on the arm of his chair, while the high king snacked on a bowl of the flowers.

"There is a taint that has scoured across this state." Zarro began the meeting after swallowing a cup of warmed honey. "The troops here contacted their leader who has contacted me. I sent Kriss to investigate and she, in turn, came to me with a request for aid. It seems our demented adversary has been on a slew of grave robbing."

Misaki, from his position at attention beside Ryo's chair, gazed down at the ring on his finger. The obsidian metal had been pounded by his father's own hand wrapping in delicate scroll around the dark ruby. Scattered diamonds twinkled in the sunlight. Thinking quick, he caught the fork aimed at his head. Dimples displayed as he sat it on the table proof that he had indeed been paying attention to the high king's words.

"Newlyweds," Sir Marchand chuckled glad that his son was paying attention. Spike hid a smile behind a sip from his chalice of blood. He recalled having the ring in his mouth and licking each finger before leaving the ring behind and bathing Misaki's entire body with his tongue. For such a little guy there seemed no end to the soft, sweet flesh. Spike dodged the butter knife thrown by the high king happy that Buffy caught it before it could hit George. "Temper, temper your majesty," Zarro growled. "Missing corpses?" Sir Marchand smirked at the high king.

"Indeed," Zarro leaned back in his chair. "I have my cleaner team out now scouring the area beyond the town. Tonight you will all go down as tourists. Entertain the locals and collect what you can by way of information. We will reconvene at the breaking of the fast."

"Well then," Andromache purred at her husband. "Let's go be celebrities." She glanced at her princesses. "Dress to impress and distract."

Rain glances at his knight master's wife. "I may need two death scythes if she is any more impressive." He recalled performing in the play that Peter wrote and seeing her tied into a corset. How she could breathe enough to sing he couldn't fathom. "Ow," Rain rubbed his arm where Julie had punched him after he stared at Andromache marveling that the full chest had fit into the corset. "Won't this be fun?" Rain chuckled leading her to her room in the Arcadian Royale abode where the guests were staying. "I am going to assist High Prince Nestoir, is there anything that I can do for you before I go?"

"Try not staring down Andromache's dress," Julie pouted she pushed the door shut before Rain could kiss her.

Bikky turned to see Rain sigh. He waited until Carol was behind her closed door before he clapped a hand on his brother's shoulder. "Discretion." He shook his head. "Do you really think other guys didn't look, heck even Ryo and Dee glanced when she popped up on stage in that getup. Peter and Angel were genius to have her open the show in that. Like that one song, even white boys have to shout, baby got back. In her case, even gay men notice, baby got boobs." Bikky was still laughing finding it odd that for this vacation he and his family were split apart. While he was squired to Laton he would be in the dragon section. Rain was in with Nestoir. In the room that Bikky figured would be for Rain, Misaki and Spike were setting up.

Misaki closed the door to his room with a snap after making sure that Ryo had everything he would need after his bath. The breath stilled in his throat as he saw Spike pulling a shirt over his head. Though his back was facing the door Spike could feel the gaze traveling over his skin. He flexed a little harder as he freed his head from the shirt tossing it on the bed. Without turning around he undid his pants allowing them to sag just a bit from his bottom. The tops of his soft black underwear became visible molding to his toned tush. "Are you going to stand over there all day?" Spike aimed a smirk as he glanced back over his shoulder.

"While Ryo is bathing, we should do the same," Misaki moistened his lips leaving the full gems glistening.

Spike grinned baring his teeth. With alarming speed, he was in front of Misaki. "I'm hungry," Spike purred his hands circling Misaki's waist. He leaned his head down pressing his lips to his love drinking in the soft exhalation of air. Spike sucked the tongue deep into his mouth eliciting a needful moan. "Hold on to me." Spike tugged until the pale, thin arms were around his neck. He gave a mighty tug tossing the scraps of Misaki's leggings aside. Spike took a moment to be glad of his heightened arousal as he was wet enough that when he pressed against Misaki's entrance, there was little resistance. "You ok."

"Mmmm" Was all Misaki managed; feeling the two strong hands gripping his bottom kneading and massaging him to further relax around the thick invader. Spike hefted Misaki higher pivoting so that he could sit on the bed keeping Misaki on his lap. "What..." Misaki opened his eyes to gaze down as Spike lay across the bed. "Will..ii..ummm" He took his bottom lip between his teeth, he could feel Spike as he moved to get comfortable.

"You are in control Kittens," Spike reached to stroke the excited flesh weeping onto his stomach. "Take me how you want me."

"Oh," Misaki gasped sinking down until Spike reached all the way inside. "Why does it feel so good?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?" Spike chuckled enjoying the tremble as his mirth caused vibrations inside of Misaki. "Ride me." Misaki braced his hands on Spike's chest. He lifted himself with his strong leg muscles. He felt Spike nearly leave his body before he lowered sighing as his body sucked Spike back inside. "Yes dearest, just like that." Spike encouraged as Misaki moved down he brought his hand up. When Misaki raised his hips, Spike's hand went down. He sat up until he could lean down to lick at the pert, aroused nipples. Misaki's head dropped back in abandonment. Raw pleasure coursed through his being left in the form of cries. Spike gasped as Misaki swiveled his hips wanting his love to stroke every inch inside of him. "Damn Kittens," Spike held him close afraid that he could end so soon. Misaki made another circle with his bottom taking Spike and himself over the edge.

Spike flopped back on the back with Misaki laying against his chest. A soft moan left the swelled lips as Spike left his body. "We really do need a bath." Misaki purred pressing a kiss to Spike's chest. He turned his head scraping his teeth lightly over the deep colored nipple where it stood against the pale skin.

"You're asking for it," Spike slapped a hand playful over Misaki's bottom.

"Yes," Misaki licked the flesh his face was pressed against. "I most certainly am."

Break

Zarro brought a paw through his hair straitening the tufts standing on end. "Your Majesty," Carious dipped into a bow. "I have arranged for a performance tonight as you have bid. While the group is on stage Kriss and her team will scour the crowd for tainted humans."

"Thank you Carious," Zarro leaned back against his pillow. He glanced over at Laton where the leader of the dragons basked in the sun. His scales glinted in the bright light reflecting over the waterfall. The red shone as gold before wavering leaving his tall human form to stalk over. "What have you found old friend?"

Laton sat down near the forepaws of the high king. "Beyond these mountains, the earth screams." Laton grimaced recalling the refracted pitch reaching him through the light of the sun. Zarro stood to his massive feet looking far into the horizon. He saw ages past beyond the peaks covered in glistening snow even in the midst of summer.

To Be Continued.

Hi... Sorry, there is such a pause between chapters. Real life kind of gets away from time to time.

Ja Ne