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*Igthorn/Gusto*
Standing in the balcony the blue bear bask in the moonlight. The wind pushes his hair to the side. Lost in thought he looks up to the moon for answers.
"Gruffi…"
The bear had looked so stress and had looked a bit older then he had remembered. Never did he imagine not being there with the rest of the gummies. Not only had he lost them but Artie as well. He saw the tucan less and less through out the years only because he was getting older and the trips were getting harder to make. A couple of years ago Artie was attacked by an eagle. He had injured his wing terribly that he could only make trips when necessary. He had lost it all but he did it to save them. Everything he did was for the Gummies. Eventually through out the years he had also developed feelings for Igthorn. It was a strange relationship, but for some reason it worked. Now he wasn't sure if he was sticking to his plan or averting things just to protect Igthorn. Gruffi would just die if had known the relationship he had developed with the Duke.
Looking up he sheds a tear.
"Gusto? By Gum it was great to hear that coming from him. He still sees me as that same bear. Don't be stupid Gruffamundo. Just let me go. It'll be easier for us both if you could just let me go."
The crashing of the door forces him to turn around.
He sees Igthorn at the door with a sword.
By looks on his face he wasn't happy.
"What's wrong?"
He doesn't answer. He walks over raising the sword.
"Wha…what are you doing!"
He brings down the sword nearly hitting the bear.
Gusto jumps out of the way.
"Are you nuts!"
He drops the sword to grab the bear violently by the arm dragging him out of the room.
He was secretly panicking. He had never seen the Duke this mad.
He drags him over to the tiles throwing him ontop.
"What's this?"
Gusto looked down.
("He found it…")
"I…I don't know my Lord."
Taking a deep breath he grabs the bear once more.
"You don't know? Well allow me to jog your memory Augustus."
"What are you…"
He is taken back to the balcony.
"Igthorn?"
Before he could make sense the Duke lifts him up placing him on top of the balcony.
The winds have picked up.
"Now tell me what happened tonight or I swear I will throw you off this balcony."
Was he really?
Soon his wrist was grabbed and he was dangling in the air.
Yes he would.
"YOU'RE NUTS!"
"You're a liar!"
Gusto looks down to see that it was really a long way down.
"Do it."
Igthorn raises an eyebrow at the comment.
"DO IT!"
Letting out a growl Igthorn pulls the bear back in placing him on safe grounds.
"Why do you test my nerves Augustus? Why!"
Gusto sits down trying to put himself together. He really thought he was going to die.
"I'm sorry."
Gusto never apologized.
"Sorry?"
"I shouldn't have lied to you."
Giving up and quickly regretting what he'd done Igthorn sits down putting his arms around Gusto.
"You never could let them go could you?"
Gusto stares up at his master.
"No…I can't."
"Then why stay? Go back to them."
The bear cups his knees placing his head on them.
"I can't. They think I'm that same bear that left 10 years ago. I saw that tonight in Gruffi's eyes. He didn't see me. He saw that blood covered bear pleading for his help."
"Besides, I couldn't leave you even if I wanted to."
Igthorn smiles leaning down placing his lips on top of Gusto's.
He knew to be gentle.
He lifts the painter up back to his bed.
Gusto stares at him with nervous eyes.
Leaning down he places soft kisses on top of his chest.
He leaves his hands in the blue hair allowing his fingers to flow through.
Gusto's breathing begins to pick up.
"No more secrets, right Augustus?"
Swallowing hard he responds with a nod.
"Good."
He pushes himself higher to place kiss on the already sweating painter's forehead.
He unties the knot that Gusto had placed to keep the robe in place.
He removes it to throw it on the side.
The moon beamed through the glass to light the two.
Gusto was already at a bad start. He was secretly thinking of Gruffi from time tot time.
Hungry for more the Duke removes himself of his garments.
Returning to his lover the Duke placed his face in the crook of his neck.
"You smell wonderful Augustus."
Gusto would never really say much. He would always remain in the moment. Once in a while he would either nod or moan with approval.
The Duke's hands began to wonder off once more. He tried his best to not allow his lust to get the best of him. Once he had injured Gusto and he had promised him he would never allow it to happen again.
His fingers traced the side of his chest lowering it down so that he was caressing his leg.
Soft moans escaped his lover's mouth. The Duke always had to laugh a little bit here and there. Gusto was so loud in his personal life but when it came to making love he was always so quiet. He left Gusto to retrieve the oil. He tried to be quick about it. There have been times where Gusto would stop all together because he would get too scared, feel ashamed, or have second thoughts.
Upon opening his eyes Gusto could see Igthorn returning with the oil.
"Ig-"
"It's alright."
He presses his lips once more on the painter's.
His kisses were soft and gentle. It was a trick into keeping Gusto in the moment as he slowly slipped a finger into him.
"Ig!"
Gusto held him. He had parted from the kiss to bury his face into Igthorn's toned chest.
"Enjoy it Augustus. It's quiet alright to show you enjoy it."
Even with his blue fur he can see that he was blushing.
("Gruffi…")
The two used to be like this. Once in a while Gruffi would come by to his Water Falls.
To Gusto those were the most beautiful nights they shared together.
Then there was another finger.
They were actually supposed to meet up that day. Instead they happened to cross paths by that tree.
Covered in blood and scared he can't even express how happy he was to look down and see Gruffi there. Gruffi would save him.
Then another finger.
"Ah!"
Igthorn worriedly looks up.
"You ok?"
Gusto nods.
But that's not what happened. To come and find a tree on top of you and to feel the blood leaving your body was a nightmare.
He was there though. Gruffi was doing everything he could to save him.
Drifting from his thoughts he stares into the brown ones in front of him.
But he didn't save him. It was the man in front of him who did.
"Igthorn…"
The man nods and carefully places himself in him.
He owed him everything. If it weren't for him he would have died that night.
He had sworn himself to the Duke after he had recovered from his injuries.
Soft thrusts soon followed.
He needed him. This is the man he wanted to wake up and find by him.
Gruffi was just another thing from his past that he had to learn to let go.
His moans grew with each thrust.
He had to make that choice himself.
He reaches up placing a hand on the man's cheek.
He lifts himself so that he places his lips upon the man's.
"Don't make me regret my decision Igthorn."
He takes the hand to place a kiss on it.
"Never."
He took that as permission to increase his pace.
With one louder moan Igthorn falls to by Gusto's side.
He pulls the painter in for a hug.
"Promise you'll be there with me to the end Augustus."
"I promise."
Darkness consumed the room as the moon is covered by the night's clouds.