A/N: Alright, time for chapter 4. I had this done for awhile but I was just wating for more reviews. I like to see 3 reviews before i write more, just to be sure the chapters are actually getting read. But anyway...I shall continue now. This one is a really long, lemony chapter...just to warn you all.
Disclaimer: Albel and Fayt...do not belong to me, unfortunately.
Fayt was extremely nervous. His whole body trembled as Albel held him. Albel didn't want it to be too easy to win Fayt's love. He wanted a challenge. At least Fayt was willing to try, even though he seemed terrified.
Albel settled onto his bedroll and gently pulled Fayt down with him. Fayt awkwardly tried to settle onto Albel's lap as he clutched Albel's shoulders for balance.
"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Albel asked.
"Yes," Fayt said, biting his lips worriedly. "I'm paying you back."
Albel smiled softly. "You're lucky, Fayt. I won't just enjoy this, you will too."
"It's going to hurt, isn't it?" Fayt asked in a small voice.
"Probably. But the more relaxed you are, the less it'll hurt. You'll be nice and calm after I'm done with you."
"What are you going to-" Fayt began fearfully. He was cut off as Albel brought his lips to Fayt's.
Fayt stiffened immediately, but after a little coaxing from Albel, he reluctantly opened his mouth. Albel's tongue comfortingly stroked the inside of Fayt's mouth and prodded Fayt's tongue.
Fayt slowly began to lean forward into Albel, hungrily pursuing the kiss. Albel wrapped his arms around Fayt and pressed bodies together. Fayt let out a small whimper and fell limply against Albel.
"See? It's not so bad," Albel murmured soothingly as he allowed his hands to drift down Fayt's back.
Fayt panicked when Albel's finger's grazed the waistband of his pants. He shoved Albel away and scuttled backwards.
Albel fell onto his back, his expression slightly annoyed.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…I don't mean to hurt you. I'm just scared," Fayt said admittedly.
Albel sighed and held out his arms. "Come here, Fayt."
Fayt crawled on top of Albel and rested his head on Albel's chest. "It's so embarrassing. I can't do anything right," Fayt lamented.
Albel took Fayt's face in his hands and forced him to look at him. "Relax," he said firmly.
"But that's so hard to do," Fayt whined. "It's going to hurt."
"it won't hurt that badly," Albel muttered. "Stop being such a wimp."
"But it does hurt," Fayt wailed. "I know. I've been raped before and I was sore and bleeding. It hurts, damn it!"
Albel sat up and held Fayt tightly. "Rape is a lot different than sex with someone that cares for you. Now, I'm not going to love you and leave you, so that means you'll have to get over this and you'll have to do it more than once."
"Love isn't just about sex," Fayt said with a quiet whimper.
"That's true. And there's more to sex than the act itself. There's also foreplay, and that part doesn't hurt at all."
"Really?" Fayt asked cautiously.
"Yes, really. It's just to make you feel really good so there won't be a lot of pain. It's like an anesthetic, sort of."
"Okay," Fayt said, his eyes curious.
"Alright, but you're going to have to stay calm when I touch you and not freak out. We won't actually have sex until you feel you're ready. Okay?"
Fayt nodded.
Albel settled Fayt on the bed below him and gently ground his hips against Fayt's. Fayt gasped and let out a small whimper.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" Albel asked with a mischievous grin.
A soft blush spread across Fayt's cheeks as he nodded sheepishly.
"Don't be embarrassed. It's supposed to feel good. But it'll feel even better if you get all your clothes off."
Fayt looked slightly apprehensive, but Albel quieted Fayt's misgivings by drawing Fay into a kiss as he slipped his fingers under Fayt's shirt.
Fayt whimpered and squirmed at the cool digits touching his heated skin. It also tickled slightly as Albel's fingers continued to skim across Fayt's stomach and up his chest.
Fayt yelped and twisted away from the kiss as Albel's nails scraped one of his nipples. Albel smiled sheepishly. "Sorry. I couldn't resist. Here, I'll make it feel better."
Fayt's flush deepened as Albel rubbed Fayt's wounded nipple between two fingers. Fayt threw his head back and let out a soft moan.
Albel raised an eyebrow and moved to the other nipple. "Aah," Fayt gasped out.
"Good, you're relaxing," Albel noted. He slipped both hands under Fayt's shirt and slowly worked it off over the boy's head.
Fayt lifted his head slightly to accommodate Albel's actions and then placed it back down. He stared up at Albel adoringly and his eyes slid closed contentedly as Albel leaned in for another kiss. "Mmm, you taste good," Fayt sighed.
Albel sat back and smirked at Fayt. "So do you." He shifted slightly and leaned down to draw a trail down Fayt's chest with his tongue.
Fayt's skin shivered under Albel's touch. "God, that feels good," Fayt said with a breathless pant.
"You make such a good lover," Albel murmured. "I'm just getting started on you and you're already in heaven."
Fayt looked amazed. "Really? You have such a talented tongue. I didn't think it could get much better."
'It can," Albel said cheerfully. He bit down on Fayt's nipples and then swirled his tongue around the injured nub.
Fayt's eyes widened in surprise. He let out a strangled cry and arched upwards against Albel.
"That's it," Albel purred. His hands trailed down Fayt's chest to slowly slip a hand under the waistband of Fayt's pants.
Fayt moaned and squeezed his eyes shut. He panted heavily as he tried to push himself deeper into Albel's hands.
"Open your eyes, love," Albel said softly.
Fayt's eyes slowly fluttered open. He stared at Albel with a glazed, unfocused look.
"Perfect," Albel said with a smile. He caressed Fayt's chest and stomach as he slowly undid Fayt's pants and started to slide them off.
Fayt's brain finally began to catch up with his body. "Ngh…no, not yet."
Albel frowned. "I'm not going to do anything yet."
"No," Fayt said petulantly. "I'm supposed to be doing something for you. But you're distracting me."
Albel sighed. "It'll make me happy to see you enjoying yourself."
Fayt's hands clutched the front of Albel's shirt. "I want to make you feel good, too."
"But I-" Albel paused. "Okay, I can think of one thing that you can do that'll help us both, as long as you don't think it's too gross."
"I'll do it," Fayt said eagerly.
Albel sighed and got off of Fayt, settling himself next to his lover. "Alright then. Undress me."
Fayt scrambled to a sitting position and carefully worked off Albel's shirt. Fayt hesitantly brought his hands up to feel Albel's muscular chest.
Albel shifted slightly and Fayt's eyes were drawn down to Albel's pants. He unzipped them and then carefully felt Albel through his underwear, blushing slightly.
"I said undress me," Albel growled impatiently. He settled onto his back and allowed Fayt to pull off his pants. Fayt hesitated at Albel's boxers, but at a stern look from his lover, he slipped them off.
Fayt turned pink and he tried not to look at Albel's genitals. Albel let out an exasperated sigh. "Don't be so modest. You have one of your own."
"I know but…" Fayt's voice trailed off into a squeak. "I didn't even touch you and you're already-"
Albel smirked. "Didn't I tell you I liked to see you enjoy yourself?"
Fayt nodded and finally focused himself on Albel's arousal with minimal blushing. His fingers deftly explored Albel's length and his thumb gently swiped over the tip. "Am I doing this right?" Fayt asked worriedly.
"Try it with your mouth," Albel muttered.
Fayt looked slightly disgusted. "That's…a little weird."
"A pity I don't have flavored condoms," Albel sighed. "But then again, I've never had much in stock for them if I don't need to worry about impregnating someone."
Fayt whimpered. "You really want me to do that?"
"Yes, Fayt. It'll make it easier on you when we do the real thing." Albel sat back on the bed with legs spread slightly and his hands to the side for balance.
Fayt sighed and slowly settled onto his stomach. He put one hand on Albel's thigh and wrapped the other around Albel's erection as he carefully lowered his head. "Tell me if it hurts," Fayt whispered before taking Albel into his mouth.
Albel's eyes closed as he let himself drift into the wonderful sensations. Fayt was so determined to please hi. Despite the fact that Fayt considered himself no good, Albel very much liked what Fayt was doing.
Albel's body arched upwards of its own accord. Fayt drew back slightly and looked annoyed. He firmly placed an arm across Albel's hips and held them down as he once again buried his head between Albel's legs.
Albel finally decided to watch what Fayt was doing. He was surprised at how well Fayt was doing, considering he had never done anything like this before. Fayt was completely focused as he slowly ran his tongue up Albel's length and swirled it around the head, dipping the tip of his tongue into Albel's slit. Humming cheerfully, Fayt lowered his head and engulfed Albel's entire erection.
"Enough…enough, Fayt," Albel said weakly.
Fayt lifted his head and licked off strings of saliva hanging from his lips. "Did I do something wrong?"
"No, you were wonderful. Maybe a little too wonderful. I won't last long if you keep that up."
Fayt turned pink and nodded.
"But saliva is a wonderful lubricant so it'll help take away some of the pain when you're ready."
"I'm ready," Fayt said softly.
Albel gently lifted Fayt's hips off the bed as he tugged off Fayt's pants and then his boxers. Albel rubbed his hand over Fayt's crotch in a circular motion as he slowly spread Fayt's legs apart. Fayt panted and his eyes once again clouded with lust
Albel sucked on one finger, wetting it slightly before slowly pushing it into Fayt. Fayt whimpered and squirmed as he tried to adjust to this foreign feeling. Albel slipped the finger out and then reinserted it along with a second finger. He slowly stretched the two fingers apart. Fayt's forehead creased with his pained expression. "It hurts," he whimpered.
"Only one more," Albel said soothingly. He sucked on all three fingers, liberally coating them with saliva before gently pushing them into Fayt's entrance.
Fayt squeezed his eyes closed with the intense pain. "It hurts!"
"Relax, Fayt. It'll hurt less if you relax."
Fayt let out a low whine as Albel's fingers moved searchingly within him, slowly preparing him. His eyes suddenly widened and he let out a hiss as Albel's finger discovered Fayt's sweet spot.
Albel smiled and continued to gently stoke the spot with his fingertips. Fayt arched against the digits, trying to get more.
Albel slowly withdrew them and Fayt let out a disappointed whimper. Albel kissed Fayt's forehead. "Easy, Fayt."
Albel slowly pushed himself inside Fayt, waiting for the boy to adjust to his size. Fayt still looked hazy and distant.
Albel thrust experimentally into Fayt. Fayt let out a sharp cry as he arched up to meet Albel. "More, please," Fayt begged.
Albel sped up the pace as he began thrusting harder and harder into Fayt, listening to Fayt's delicious moans and pleading for more.
Fayt's cries built up into almost a scream. Fayt was so loud that Albel was sure that half the camp knew what they were doing, if they weren't too drunk form celebrating. Albel didn't care if anyone knew. Fayt was his.
Fayt's hips arched up to meet each of Albel's thrusts. His breathing was becoming more and more erratic. "Aah…god," Fayt whimpered, latching onto his lover's shoulders for support. "Albel!" he screamed as his body arched sharply backwards once more and then he fell back, dragging Albel on top of him.
Albel got in a few more vicious thrusts before he was swallowed up in his own orgasm. Albel let out a long groan as he pumped semen into Fayt's body.
Fayt panted, trying hard to catch his breath. Albel lay down beside his lover and Fayt instantly snuggled up against him, feeling warm and happy.
"That was good," Albel murmured. "Most people aren't so good their first time."
"It's because of you…" Fayt whispered, his fingers affectionately stroking Albel's cheek.
Albel chuckled. "I think we may have run into a problem. We can't be together in the middle of war, especially when you're not part of my normal brigade."
"I'll trade places with Sergeant Mooda," Fayt said helpfully. "Our positions are basically the same, except that mine requires helicopter flying and is a little less dangerous because I'm not on the ground. But Mooda's getting old and perhaps they'll find him a desk job and they'll find a new kid to train as a pilot. It'll also be a lot easier if you just put in a request for me to stay here."
"Stupid red tape and all that paperwork." Albel grumbled.
"How much do you want me to stay?" Fayt asked coyly.
"You're staying," Albel growled. "What will I do if I don't get to screw your pretty little ass after a long fight?"
Fayt turned pink. "A-Albel."
"You're staying, Fayt and that's final," Albel said cheerfully. "And after the war, you're coming home with me. We'll live together and sleep together in a real bed. Without a war to keep us busy, we'll be fucking like rabbits."
"You're so dirty," Fayt whined.
"Can't help it, Fayt. You're too damn hot to just let go." Albel examined Fayt intently as he placed to hands on Fayt's inner thighs. "You're a real piece of work. God really took his time making you." Albel continued to let his hands explore and Fayt whimpered.
"Don't, Albel. You're going to make me aroused again."
Albel grinned. "Sounds good. I'm ready for round two."