After All These Years
Chapter 4: Healing
It took several days, but Balthazar finally got Dave to get up from bed, at least to do other thing than take a shower or eat. He had the boy walking around the lab, fixing and moving the Tesla coils to at least attempt to practice, but when the boy set eyes on the particular wall…
Balthazar was tempted to shatter it down; Dave started trembling, and when Balthazar got in his way started sobbing. He pulled Dave into a quiet embrace and Dave started to mumble the whole events, explaining how Horvath had forced his unwilling body, how he'd pulled an orgasm from the depths of his animal need, how he'd felt and feared… Balthazar had to take him back to the room, and offer some sleeping draught; Dave refused saying he needed to get it out before it ate at him.
The problem was it was already eating at him. No matter what Balthazar did Dave would have nightmares, no matter how tired or how much their trained the boy wasn't eating or drinking or simply… he wasn't the same after Horvath's attack. And for that Balthazar promised to make the man pay. He tucked Dave into bed, and decided that while the boy slept he would take his own shower, a moment of peace and quiet, to try and set his thoughts into a coherent line. So far, he was under the cold shower, and still had his mind running around with murdering possibilities.
The curtain slid open, and Balthazar turned to see Dave watching him, eyes casted a little down. Balthazar's arousal was evident and for once Balthazar didn't care if Dave saw him naked or not, he just turned and asked his apprentice if everything was alright. Dave didn't answer, but he entered the shower, showing he was equally naked, and stood very close to a very aroused Balthazar. The toll of helping Dave with all activities, including bathing and sleeping, was this painful arousal Balthazar presented, but he paid no mind (at least not visibly) to keep Dave from panicking further. "Dave?"
"Am I tainted?"
"What?"
"Is it horrible to think of me as a lover after Horvath had me?"
What a ridiculous notion, Balthazar frowned at the boy, who was staring at Balthazar hardened length, and scoffed. "No."
"Then…"
"I want you to heal, I don't want to pressure you."
"I need you, I can only stop thinking about it when you touch me." So it wasn't that he needed support or help bathing; just that he wanted to be touched? That was it? Balthazar lifted his hand and touched Dave's arms, making the boy look up. "I'm not Victor but…" Balthazar kissed him, and pulled him into a tight hug, feeling the boy shyly wrap around him, returning the kiss full force. Their thongs dueled for a few minutes and then Balthazar bit Dave's lower lip, parting slightly.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
"We'll take it slow, alright? If you feel uncomfortable just… just tell me." And he kissed Dave again, feeling the boy nod and close his eyes. Balthazar pulled Dave under the cold water, and heard him hiss, but then settled against him, seeking the warmth of his body. "You need to cool down."
"I don't' think it works anyway." He said referring to Balthazar's own arousal. Balthazar nodded, smiling softly, and moved his hands to hold Dave's neck and caress the skin there, finding it fragile somehow. This was the most powerful sorcerer in existence who was as fragile as a fawn. Probably why Merlin had set him the task of protecting the prime; after all the old sorcerer had trained Balthazar in most physical aspects. Dave let out a shuddered moan and swallowed hard s Balthazar leaned to kiss his neck, and nip at his Adam's apple, revisiting the particular sensual spot there, right over his pulse point, hands moving down his arms and jumping to land over his ribs, fingers tracing lazy patterns over the boy's heated flesh.
The boy's erection pressed against Balthazar's thigh, and the sorcerer smiled. "Are you enjoying this?"
"Yes."
"I am too." And he continued, moving his hands low, to cup Dave's hips and stand pressed together, their hardened members brushing hotly against the other. Dave moaned and leaned his head against Balthazar's chest, grinding his hips against his newfound lover. "I love you Dave."
"I lo… too."
Balthazar kissed him again and his hands rounded the hips and moved hesitantly so to cup Dave's buttocks, making the boy gasp in surprise and a bit of pain. Balthazar moved his hands up, as if the boy hadn't frozen up, and held him. "I won't hurt you."
"I…I know… I just…"
"It's normal. Shall we retire to bed?"
"Yes." He murmured softly, regretful their bodies parted; but Balthazar pulled away, brought up a towel and offered it to Dave, who took it and started drying off. Balthazar found another towel, they were almost out of clean towels so he would have to remember washing them, and naked walked out the small room. Dave stared, surprised, as Balthazar just tried his hair and suddenly stopped, turning.
"You coming?"
"Soon, yeah." And with a smirk the boy hurried after Balthazar.
That night Balthazar gave pleasure to his lover, kissing and nipping the skin of his neck and shoulder while his hands traveled low paths that had the boy screaming out in pleasure. But no more. Dave protested, as was expected, but for tonight it was enough, and knowing his master was right Dave just slid into Balthazar's arms, content and fell asleep.
Thankfully that night there were no nightmares.
The next couple of night were similar, Dave or Balthazar would be bathed then taken to bed and Dave would be the pleased party, while Balthazar just wrap him up with warm sheets, his own arousal ignored, and then they would settle for sleep. Problem was that after a good week and a half this particular ritual was lacking something, and so Dave started to push forwards, requesting Balthazar also got his own pleasure. At first the master sorcerer said it was alright, that it was nothing… But Dave decided to settle things his own way.