To see a Darkened Sun
chapter 14
A/N A warning for anyone who doesn't want to read it, this chapter contains a heavy amount of smut, If you don't want to see that, skip to the next chapter after the paragraph that ends with "he was a pleasure to look at."
Gwyndolin hummed and let his lips leave Arias' for a moment. He leaned back, sighed and let his head rest on the pillow as he gazed at Arias, he had to take a moment to internalize all that had happened in the last few moments. He finally found it, the thing he was missing most above all else; someone else, someone who loved him, someone he loved and someone he could trust. Gwyndolin smiled, taking his hand from Arias' and instead placing it on his cheek, he felt a tear crawl down his cheek as the man smiled back at him. Most of all, he had someone he could be truthful to, someone he could show the man beneath all the illusions.
By the flame he was so happy, this moment might be the happiest he'd ever been. The feeling was overwhelming and only became more so as Arias wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close, holding him in his soft gaze. It was so wonderful he felt the urge to cry, though sorrow was no longer the cause.
"Ah... Arias, this- thou... I-I... Thank thee. O I thank thee. Not a soul... thou'rt the only one to treat me with such warmth... None else... Please I... Please I beg of thee, never leave mine side. I can no longer continue without this... Without thee." Gwyndolin's emotions poured out through his words, though he intended to only thank Arias, he couldn't restrain his feelings any longer, they'd gone too long hidden, too long ignored, they demanded his recognition now. Arias held him tight as the tears flowed freely, though he thought he'd cried them all away. "Please..." Gwyndolin buried his face in Arias' chest as he begged again.
Now things were finally making more sense to Arias. Him turning his back to Gwyndolin was just the straw that broke the camel's back, his breakdown now was the culmination of a lifetime of neglect, powerlessness, and a spiteful household, he'd never known love, not of any kind. "Never, I'd die a hundred deaths before I even considered leaving your side. I promise." Arias reassured him, rubbing his back as his god sobbed quietly into his chest. He knew it was an empty promise; it was impossible to keep, and certainly Gwyndolin knew this too. But as he sobbed in his arms, and begged him, Arias couldn't deny him, not when he was in such a poor state.
"Mine thanks." Gwyndolin choked as he leaned his head back and wiped away the tears. Looking back to Arias with a smile. "Thy conviction is most reasurring." He spoke as he wrapped his arms around Arias and pressed their foreheads together. "Again, I thank thee, mine love." He spoke softly as he leaned in and kissed Arias once again.
It was perfect, warm, comfortable, and loving. The best moment in his life. Gwyndolin didn't want to let it go, though he did have to breathe, but more than just the kiss, he didn't want to let this moment, this night go. This was the only warmth that felt real, close and kind, rather than the distant and destructive heat of the fire he served. This was all just so perfect, even Arias, he was like the perfect man in Gwyndolin's eyes; honest, brave, handsome, it was like his dream man had simply walked into the real world.
Gwyndolin took a deep breath as their lips parted, closed his eyes and rested his head beside Arias. "I love thee." He repeated softly. The sight warmed Arias' heart.
"I love you too." He said, and he truly meant it. He hardly even remembered a life before his time with Gwyndolin, nor did he want to, for it would feel empty now. Before they were lovers, they were close, before that he was his god, though across all of this time one thing stayed the same, Gwyndolin was everything, he was perfect and radiant, and he was gorgeous. Seeing his face only revealed him to be even better looking than Arias had imagined. Those soft features, that silky hair and his soft golden eyes, he was a pleasure to look at.
Arias felt something rise within him as he thought about the beautiful man in his arms, and even more worrisome was how he felt something rising in his pants along with it. He felt his panic rise only for it to become confusion when he felt his length meet another under the sheets, Gwyndolin's. His eyes shot open, and they both shared a look of shock.
"Ah-"
"Uhm..."
The two held a brief anxious eye contact before Gwyndolin broke it and looked away, his cheeks suddenly as red as a cherry. Arias wondered to himself, did he really feel the same? Yes, they had confessed their love, but this was a bit fast right? Though his heart began to rush in excitement as their erections continued to touch, he still had to wonder if Gwyndolin really wanted this.
"Gwyndolin...?"
"A-Arias I..." Gwyndolin nervously stammered.
"D-Do you want this?" Arias asked, slowly and carefully. Gwyndolin looked away, his wet cheeks now glowing crimson. He looked so pretty... He seemed to be deep in thought. Arias gave him all the time he needed, and though it was a while, it seemed neither of them lost their arousal. Arias felt his heart beat faster as Gwyndolin turned to face him again.
"I wish I couldst... But... Mine- Mine father, nay mine whole family... None wouldst approve." Gwyndolin looked down to the pillow below Arias' face, clearly upset. Arias gently brought his hand to Gwyndolin's chin lifted his gaze back up to his own.
"We've already crossed that boundary. Now, in this room, it's just us, no gods or humans. Only Gwyndolin and Arias... So, I ask again, do you want this?" Arias asked, his voice soft but firm. Gwyndolin's eyelashes fluttered as he held his gaze.
"I..." He started, still overthinking the whole thing in his head. It was ok, Arias would give him all the time he needed, once again, for he was confident he knew his answer now. "I..." Gwyndolin stammered again. "I do... I wish to have sex with thee Arias." He blurted out breathlessly, the word sex seemed especially difficult for him to let out of his mouth, it didn't belong in his refined vocabulary. Arias did feel like he was about to commit an act of sacrilege, by having sex with his own god, the man before him that looked so perfect he could have stepped right out of a painting. But they both wanted this now, and badly, as he could tell from Gwyndolin's length twitching against his own.
"Then lets." Arias purred as he wrapped an arm around the arch of Gwyndolin's back and pulled him close, so very close. Their members pressed together so tightly between their bodies in an instant.
"Mmmh." Gwyndolin moaned at the sensation. Arias moved his hand from Gwyndolin's chin to the back of his head and pulled him close for another kiss. Gwyndolin ran a hand underneath Arias' shirt, feeling his strong, defined muscles, while his other hand wrapped around Arias' back. Gwyndolin felt Arias' tongue upon his lips, requesting entry, and he let him in, allowing him to explore his mouth, to taste him fully, hiding nothing from him. Soon Arias began to gyrate his hips, grinding his shaft firmly against Gwyndolin's. The mounting pressure was becoming euphoric.
Gwyndolin moaned deeply into the kiss in response, his divine song of lust only spurred Arias to press against him harder, heightening the heavenly pressure they both felt. Again, Gwyndolin moaned, and Arias couldn't stop himself from doing so too. Gwyndolin began to thrust back, his hips wildly pressed into Arias' as they thrusted onto each other like animals. Gwyndolin broke their kiss, a string of saliva still joining their tongues as they desperately gasped for air.
"Ah... Ahn... Arias...!" Gwyndolin moaned his name in ecstasy, as that wonderful pressure continued to build between them.
"Gwyndolihh... Gwyndolin... I lov-" Arias was stopped when Gwyndolin kissed him again, only moving away to speak briefly.
"I love thee too." He spoke breathlessly, before forcing his lips onto Arias' and seeking entrance into his mouth, which he granted to his god immediately. Their wild dance of lust continued as Arias thrust himself onto him, harder and harder each time, that intoxicating pressure ever building, drawing out the sweetest moans from his gorgeous lover.
Arias the broke the kiss, lifted his leg over Gwyndolin and rolled on top of him. He felt Gwyndolin thrust at his bulge but he lifted away, much to his dismay. "Ah, what art thou?" He whined in disappointment, he was adorable.
"Come now, did you think we'd be clothed for all of this?" Arias asked teasingly as he leaned down and unclipped some of the golden ornaments on Gwyndolin's dress. Gwyndolin helped, fumbling to undress himself as soon as possible. Arias needed more, he needed to be inside him, and he was sure Gwyndolin felt that need too. Hastily the formerly pristine robes of Gwyndolin and their ornaments were thrown to a pile beside the bed, beside them was thrown Arias' undershirt and leggings.
Arias sat between Gwyndolin's legs, breathing heavily. His penis hovered above Gwyndolin', heir tips lightly touching, still throbbing wildly after that intense pressure. They felt a rush of heat every time they felt their lengths pulsed together. "Ahhh, hahhh." Gwyndolin panted, gripping the sheets as he writhed in anticipation.
"Are you ready?" Arias asked, caressing his thigh. Gwyndolin stared at his chest as if in a trance as he spoke.
"Ahh, ye- no- wait!" Gwyndolin seemingly had a change of heart, making Arias' own heart sink. Gwyndolin quickly reached under the bed and grabbed something, a staff? He clumsily lifted it and chanted a spell. Suddenly, Arias' cock was covered in seemingly sweat. Gwyndolin dropped the staff beside the pile of clothing and returned his focus to Arias.
Gwyndolin felt his heart pound in his chest, he already knew he was going to do it before, but now it was really happening, right now. He was going to let Arias in, removing all boundries between the two and they were going to make love. "I-I am ready." He said with little hesitation. He spread his legs to allow Arias entry inside.
"I'll be gentle." Arias reassured him, and Gwyndolin welcomed him as he lowered himself and slowly pushed himself inside. He continued to stare at his toned chest as he entered him, entranced by them, how strong he was, how gentle he was with him when he could probably snap a steel sword in half.
"G-ahh!" It hurt. Oh how painful it was when he first entered. Gwyndolin bit into his knuckle as he endured the pain, his eyes remained locked onto his abs and pecs, and the pain gradually turned into the most amazing pleasure. Arias was careful with him, going slow and not too deep, allowing him to adjust to the intrusion. He gently pulled back, then pushed in, deeper than last time. "Ahn~" Gwyndolin moaned softly as he felt him going deeper, it still hurt, but it was overridden by the pleasure. It was wonderful, Arias was inside him, and despite the ravenous appetite he saw on him just moments ago, he was so gentle, so caring with him.
"A... Arias..." Gwyndolin moaned. "A-A little faster." he instructed, feeling more comfortable with the large shaft inside of him. Arias picked up the pace, gradually thrusting his hips ever so faster, ever so harder, the pleasure within Gwyndolin building up, his heart pumping faster and his cock throbbing harder with every thrust inside of him. His snakes began to coil around Arias' legs and climb up his chest, and not long after he heard Arias begin to grunt in pleasure as he had his way with him.
Gwyndolin was hardly able to control his own moans of pleasure, writhing around in ecstasy on the bed and holding the sheets in an iron grip. "Arias!" He moaned his name again, Arias seemed to take this as further affirmation to go faster, though Gwyndolin was now to busy moaning in uncontrollable pleasure to stop him even if he wanted to. "Arias!" Again, he moaned his name, again the speed increased and with it he felt himself coming to close to reaching his climax.
Arias leaned down on top Gwyndolin and kissed him passionately. "I love you!" He gasped breathlessly after pulling away from the kiss.
"I love thee too!" Gwyndolin moaned in return, wrapping his arms around him and holding onto him for dear life. Gwyndolin gasped as he felt himself reaching his climax. A plentiful stream of watery cum poured from Gwyndolin, his whole body shuddered and shook and he moaned again. "ARIAS!" His grip on Arias tightened as his intense orgasm overwhelmed all his senses.
When Gwyndolin descended from his intense high, Arias' lips were on his again, a sticky pool of his own semen was coating both their torsos, and he felt exceptionally full. They were both gasping when Arias broke the kiss, Gwyndolin felt himself shivering and continued to hold onto Arias. "Oh my..." Arias muttered as he regained himself.
"Th-that was... amazing." Gwyndolin stammered. "I love thee." He said again breathlessly.
"I love you too." Arias placed a soft kiss on his lips yet again. "So very much." He spoke softly as he carefully pulled out and laid beside him. "You're shaking." He said as he placed a hand on Gwyndolin's chest.
"Y-Yes... That was a b-bit much." Gwyndolin admitted.
"I'm sorry." Arias felt an immense guilt as he watched the gentle god he loved so much shudder.
"No, it's alright... I-I liked it." Gwyndolin reassured him with a smile.
"If you say so." Arias rolled him over and pulled him in close with a warm, soft embrace, which Gwyndolin reciprocated.
"Mmm. Thou'rt the best. Truly, the only one for me." Gwyndolin hummed softly as he rested his head beside Arias'.
A/N I was never really happy with this chapter before, even on the day I wrote it, but I wasn't confident I could really do better (I'd already rewritten it twice before I initially published it) But since it's been so long since I did publish it and I like to think my writing skills have gotten better, I figured I'd have another crack at rewriting it for Valentine's day. I am much happier with this one, though I do still feel like I missed the mark for a more romance focused sex scene rather than something purely erotic. Maybe I'll come back in another 3 years and have another try at it then.