Chapter 3. The Submission To Pleasure
Being ganged up on by Graham and his allies was not something Jack was overly surprised at. Hearing that Weston was ready to surrender and being challenged to fight for his life... those were a bit more of a surprise. The shock came when Graham prepared to strike a blow and Brian drew his own blade in Jack's defense. Though, hearing Brian say it was the Grail that sent him to protect the enchanter was certainly amusing. Would have been more so if Jack hadn't been so in awe of the young knight's skills.
Jack felt as though he could watch Brian move for an age and would never tire of it.
That didn't stop him from feeling relieved when the Lady Yvonne stopped the fight. He gladly accepted her price of seeking the truth in exchange for seeing Brian safe from the sharp end of Graham's blade. Once they two were agreed that it would take place, that lady and Graham wandered a short ways away where they partook in a sweet-seeming kiss. The sight was lovely, but it made Jack hungry for a love of his own.
Brian was the only person that his heart seemed to dance to though.
A slight hesitation held the magician before he reached out and ran his fingers down Brian's arm. He would have been happy with a peck; however, there was no way he was going to stop the knight from the feverish kiss that followed. Brian's arms wrapped around his neck, pulling the taller male down into a series of kisses. Kisses which increased in intensity when Jack lifted his partners smaller figure up and found his stomach prodded by a hardness from his knight's groin. Brian's legs wrapped tightly around his waist and their merry engagement continued.
At one point, though, Jack felt the need to pause and whisper to his boy.
"Who needs Merlin's wand?"
Brian smiled at that and promptly resumed kissing his mage until they were interrupted by Graham clearing his throat. In that moment, Jack hated the smith turned knight. Still, he released the hold around the smaller boy's body and let him slide to the ground; a laugh in both their faces.
"It's... uh... it's nothing." He cleared his throat as Brian crossed his arms trying not to flush crimson. "It's a little joke."
Then Yvonne had to comment. "Camelot's best sword is of the fairer sex and you call that nothing? Why I did not see it before, I do not know."
"Revolutionary." Of course, Graham had to pitch in too. "My compliments, Lady Knight."
Neither Jack nor Brian felt any need or desire to correct them. After all, both were fairly certain that Brian had been a girl through the training and neither truly knew what happened. They were saved from thinking too deeply on it by the Lady's desire to know what hidden truths were inside of her.