Alexander/Hephaistion Fanfic
Title: Missing You – Reunited
Pairing: A/H
Rating: R
Warnings: Slash
(explicit)
Disclaimer: Don't own them. For fun, not profit.
Missing you – Reunited
Hephaistion woke to the luxury of a real bed and the warm body of his lover pressed close to his. He could tell that Alexander was still asleep from the deep, steady breaths lifting the chest under his hand. So he held still, enjoying the feeling of lying in bed with his lover after more than a month of separation. It was not that they spent every night together, but at least they had that option when they were in the same place. Not having the option made him long for it more ardently.
The sun had risen fully over the horizon when he finally felt Alexander stir next to him. He stretched without letting go of Hephaistion and then tightened his hold. "Good morning, my love," he said and pressed a kiss to Hephaistion's waiting lips. "I am so glad that you are back already. I have missed you dearly."
He smiled back and squeezed Alexander as well. "Two months is far too long apart. I'm afraid I was a bit of a bully toward the end and rushed them through the coronation preparations quite a bit faster then they would have liked. I should probably find some way to make it up to them. But in the meantime, I think we should make up for some lost time." Hephaistion gave him a coy smile, enticing Alexander to kiss him again.
Alexander rolled them slightly so that Hephaistion lay beneath him and kissed him several more times. He sat back and said, "You wait right here. I'll be right back." He leapt from the bed and walked to the door that led to the servants' quarters. Hephaistion was perfectly content to stay in bed, thoroughly appreciating the view of his lover's naked body. Alexander disappeared and he could hear him giving orders to the servants. Opening his arms, he welcomed Alexander back into the bed.
"So, last night you mentioned a reunion that required me to be well rested. I feel quite rested now," he said, obvious invitation in his voice.
"There are a few things that need tending first. I love you, Hephaistion, but honestly you stink." Alexander was forced to defend himself as the other man gave a cry of outrage and tackled him to the bed. They rolled about wrestling on the bed, pillows and covers falling off. Each gained the upper hand and lost it as they moved about. They knew each other's bodies and moves so well that it was difficult to hold onto the upper hand. But finally, Hephaistion was able to keep Alexander pinned beneath him. "I give," he growled into the mattress.
Hephaistion released him and grinned. Alexander had been true to his word as a young lad that one day he would beat him, but it was still a rare occurrence. "Hmm, what should I claim as my prize?" He sat 'pondering' for several minutes just to enjoy Alexander's begrudging look. "I know, I want one of the most precious things I can think of in this world."
"Name it," Alexander said in earnest. He lover rarely asked him for any favors or trinkets. So, whatever Hephaistion might want, he would strive to find for him.
"A kiss," Hephaistion said simply, relishing the surprise on Alexander's face, which quickly turned to delight. His lover had abandoned his glare and gave him his prize very enthusiastically. They ended with Hephaistion on his back again. When they finally parted, Alexander's gaze slid over to the side of the room. He pulled Hephaistion up from the bed and led him to the waiting bath.
They settled into the warm water, Alexander behind him. He groaned in pleasure as strong hands began to rub and knead his body. He drifted in content reverie as the fingers traced over every inch of his flesh, washing away a weeks worth of accumulated dirt and sweat. Then Hephaistion turned and washed Alexander's considerably cleaner body. They exchanged several more tender kisses and caresses before leaving the tub to dry off. Alexander led them once again to the bed.
He pressed Hephaistion down on to the bed and told him to stay there. Alexander walked over to the table and returned with a tray of food. Hephaistion lay back against the pillows as Alexander hand fed both of them the tasty morsels of food. There were cheeses, various fruits and a sweet dip, honey wine and a warm loaf of bread. Once both had their fill, Alexander set the tray aside.
"Now, you are rested, sweet smelling and full. Quite ready for some love making I would venture. Which is a good thing, as that's what I have planned for you," he said, moving to straddle Hephaistion. With that, he pressed kisses over the well muscled chest laid out before him. He flicked his tongue over one small, dusky nipple and smiled in delight when Hephaistion arched into the touch.
Hephaistion began to writhe underneath his lover, using his hands to stroke Alexander's back and hold him close. His lover knew all the spots that made him shudder and moan and this morning he was using that knowledge to his full advantage. The hallows of his collarbone and hips, the inside of his thighs just above the knee, the skin on his side above his bottom ribs, behind his ears and – Alexander's favorite – the crease where his thighs met his buttocks. Hephaistion was shuddering and hard with desire. "Take me, Alexander. Fill me up, I need to feel you, my love. Please…"
Alexander quickly cut him off. "No begging today. I'll give you anything that you want, my Hephaistion. Tell me what you desire and it's yours."
"You. All I have ever wanted is you. I need to feel you in me."
Alexander was very quick to comply. His lover took the jar of oil from the nightstand and massaged the entrance to his body. Hephaistion relaxed his muscles and arched, trying to get the fingers to penetrate him. Alexander held back, teasing him for a moment before pushing two fingers inside. He sighed in satisfaction. His body tightened deliciously around the fingers, but it wasn't enough. He needed something infinitely more satisfying. And knew he was finally going to have it when Alexander rearranged himself between his thighs.
He could feel the thick head push against him and then slipped in. "Gods yes," he groaned as Alexander slid home. They both stayed motionless for several long minutes, savoring the feeling of oneness. Then Alexander began to thrust. Long, languorous thrusts that drove him crazy. He would slowly pull back until only the head off his cock was still inside him and then leisurely filled him back up. Hephaistion tried to urge him on with his voice and hands, but Alexander held his chosen pace until they were both aching with passion. He stopped and left them teetering on the edge. Before they could slid back down from the precipice Alexander thrust again, hard and fast, sending them soaring over the edge. Their voices melded together with groans and the inarticulate sounds of sexual release.
They lay sweaty and panting, still joined, in the aftermath. They stayed that way for long minutes. Finally, to the regret of both of them, Alexander pulled away and separated them. They immediately shifted so their bodies were pressed close together, chest touching, arms and legs entwined.
"Zeus, I missed you, me sweet, beautiful Hephaistion. I love you."
"And I you, my Alexander, king of my heart."
Alexander smiled to hear the familiar declaration. It was by far the richest and most beautiful kingdom that he ruled over, and the most dear to him. The farther they traveled and the more they conquered, the more Alexander thought that if he could be king of Hephaistion's heart than that would be kingdom enough for him.
The end
