VERY STRONG Igthorn/Gutso! Don't like? DON'T READ! Slash contains male and male love!

Tomorrow they head out to war, but tonight they find themselves in each other's company. The ogres have been working hard for the past couple of days along with Igthorn who has worked endlessly to make sure all arrangements were ready by tomorrow. There was nothing more he could do.

He sat at his desk reading. He didn't show it but he was nervous for tomorrow. He took his eyes from his book to look up to find the bear lying in bed. He knew he wasn't sleeping.

Rubbing his eyes he puts away the book.

He gets up and sits in a nearby chair.

"Augustus?"

Turning his head he faces Igthorn. He looks worried.

"I can't believe it. This day has finally arrived."

"I've done all I could."

"Is it enough?"

Shrugging his shoulders Igthorn looks over at the window.

"We'll find out tomorrow now won't we?"

Not the answer the bear was looking for.

"What if tonight is our last night?"

"Don't speak of foolishness Augustus."

The bear sits up wrapped in nothing but a blanket.

"What if it is?"

There was hurt behind those words.

Igthorn was not one to get emotional. Whatever happens they would have to coup and move on.

"There is more to this war then how you feel Gummi Bear."

Definitely not the answer Gusto was looking for.

"You're not fooling anybody Igthorn, act as cold as you want to me but I know better."

He was right. His heart ached thinking what would become of him if anything had happened to Gusto.

Igthorn doesn't say a word. Gusto not one to play these games is the first to say something.

"If it is our last then there's something I want you to know."

Why were they having this type of conversation? Gusto had to honestly believe that one of them or even both weren't coming back tomorrow. It was a depressing thought that Igthorn had wish the bear hadn't placed in his head.

"Despite everything that's happened I consider you my best friend. I've even grown to care about you a lot. You might call it love. "

Igthorn closes his eyes to the words. 10 years and that was actually the first time that word had come out of either one of their mouths.

"It was a wild ride but I had a blast and for that I thank you."

Igthorn had still not said a word.

Giving up and very hurt that even during this circumstance Igthorn refused to have a meaningful conversation about their relationship.

"Augustus…"

Not expecting much Gusto sits there waiting for any type of response at this point.

"I swear I won't let anything happen to you."

Gusto stood still waiting for Igthorn to finish.

"I would see my own blood spill before I let any harm come your way…Gusto."

That was probably the closest he would get to hearing the L word from Igthorn.

"Thank-"

Those lips were on his again.

Pulling away Igthorn places his forehead against his.

"Igthorn?"

Biting his lips he forces himself to kiss the painter before he said anything he wasn't prepared to say.

He places his face in the crook of the painter's neck and begins to suck hungrily.

Gusto could already tell that Igthorn was going to be rough tonight. He was alright with it.

The man stops for a moment to take in the smell of his partner. The painter always carried a fresh smell of the spring morning and very faint touch of paint. He loved it.

Lying there obediently Gusto reaches up and caresses the man's cheek.

Igthorn's breathing was picking up and he was beginning to lose control. He wanted Gusto and he wanted him now.

Gusto wasn't going to stop him from doing what he wanted. Gusto would have died if anything happened to him tomorrow and instead of losing himself in the moment they ended up losing the night to fighting.

The man continued to attack the painter's neck as he began to prepare him for entry.

Gusto had shouted out a moan. It has been a while since Gusto has been so vocal during their sexual adventures and Igthorn couldn't get enough of it. With each moan Igthorn's member grew harder nearly dripping with anticipation.

Panting Gusto pushes against the man's chest as another finger is pushed inside of him.

Brushing the blue locks out of his face Igthorn moves himself that his face was pressed against the side of Gusto's face. Placing his lips close enough to the bear's ear he whispers,

"I won't let anything happen to you."

Wrapping his arms around the bigger man he holds him tight. With sincerity he replies,

"I know."

He removes his finger to only replace it with his aching member.

He places a kiss on the bears' forehead then continues to carefully push himself inside of him.

The way he filled him was like no other feeling Gusto had experienced. Igthorn knew what he was doing and he was great at it.

Of course it always hurt first but with a couple of thrusts more it soon becomes pleasure.

Igthorn never once closed his eyes. He wanted to cherish tonight and catch every moan and every wince of Gusto's.

Lucky for him the ogres were too stupid to understand what was really going on so Gusto could scream and moan as loud as he wanted to and nobody would have been the wiser.

Arching his back Gusto clutches onto the blanket for dear life.

Every inch of his body was in ecstasy. The man knew exactly what he loved and how to give it to him.

He increases the pace. Now not only is Gusto moaning but so is Igthorn.

The man was trying his hardest to hold on as long as possible, but Gusto was so very tight adding to the much pleasurable experience.

With his last couple of thrusts he makes them count hitting it hard with each one.

Gusto had to admit even with him lost in the feeling of pleasure the last couple did hurt a bit.

"IG-Careful!"

It didn't matter. He was already finishing up. With one last thrust he lets out a very loud moan leaving his mark inside the painter.

Panting he doesn't lie down as he usually does. He remains frozen staring down at Gusto.

Nervous Gusto decided to break the silence.

"What's wrong?"

His eyes were soft and loving. Gusto had never seen the man like this before.

Once again he brushes those soft blue locks away from Gusto's face. Taking a moment to caress his soft cheeks Igthorn lets out a soft smile.

"Love? Is that what you would call this?"

"Yeah…"

With a smile the man doesn't say another word. He simply lies down putting his arm around the bear.

Gusto wraps his arm around the man's waist and slowly drifts off to sleep.

When the man was certain that the bear was fast asleep he whispers,

"I love you to Augustus Gummi."