Credo Quia Absurdum

by Sophie Martin

  Without further warning, he lowered his face and licked a hot trail over the man’s hole. Tim moaned and Joel grinned. Yeah, that’s it! He licked again and again, Tim moaning louder with each lick. Then Joel hardened the tip of his tongue into a spear and thrust right into that winking hole, making Tim shout out and thrust his ass up.

  “Gods, yes!” Tim wailed when Joel took the tongue away. “No, no, Joel, please.” The pixie sobbed, pushing his ass up. Joel slapped his ass and Tim hissed. It wasn’t pain, but not pleasure, either.

  “Nuh-uh,” Joel warned, pushing Tim’s hips right back into the sofa cushions. “No getting up, honey. I’m the one in charge here, remember?” he said, emphasizing his statement with a few thrusts of his cock between Tim’s ass cheeks.

  “Joel, please,” the man wailed, and Joel grinned wider. He couldn’t stop himself. His pixie lover was a delight in bed. That he went with Joel’s lingerie fantasy like this… Joel would have to check what else they could try in bed.

  “Please what, sweetie? Please put your big fat dick inside me? Was that what you were asking for? Please fill me up with that monster cock of yours? Please plough me hard with you big tool? Please fuck me until my hole is raw and remembers you for days?” After each question Joel gave a hard thrust between the man’s cheeks.

  “Yes, yes, gods, please!” Tim wailed, squirming, trying to get closer to Joel’s dick. Joel chuckled.

  He leaned in to whisper into Tim’s ear again. “You want my prick so bad, honey?” He had his dick in one hand and pointed the tip at Tim’s quivering opening. The hole seemed to open wider, greedily trying to swallow him whole. “Your pretty hole is so hungry for my dick, isn’t it? It wants to be filled badly, hmm?” He gave the tiniest thrust, not breeching the muscles, but teasing them.

  “God, yes, please, Joel, please!” Tim sobbed.

  “Please what, honey? You need to be more specific with me. I’m just a human. I can’t read minds, you know?” He almost laughed when another tiny thrust made Tim whimper. The laugh never left him, however. As it was, he was at the very end of his own patience and self-control. His dick throbbed, veins getting more pronounced as if the damn thing wanted to get free and get into Tim. He could feel his balls rolling with the need to come, but he wasn’t about to lose control. No, he was going to wait for Tim to…

  “God, please, Joel, fuck me! Take me! Mate with me!” Yep, he was waiting for this. As soon as his soon-to-be mate finished the last begging sentence, Joel thrust. Hard. After that, there was no small buildup. The foreplay had taken all his self-control, and now he had none left. He ploughed Tim’s ass like a man possessed, and he heard the smaller man grunt with every furious push of Joel’s hips. He knew he was hitting Tim’s prostate, as the man was releasing small, sobbing breaths every time he did.

  Joel was gone. His hips snapped like a machine, his reasoning gone. All that was left was this all-encompassing need and the tight heat surrounding his dick. He didn’t think, didn’t even try to think. He just fucked Tim with everything in him.

  He could hear the tiny whimpers, the sound Tim made every time he was close to coming, and Joel increased his speed. He lowered himself on one elbow, his other hand reaching under Tim to give the pixie’s slender dick a few hard strokes. Joel’s mouth landed on Tim’s wing and he licked the edge, where he knew Tim loved it best to be touched.

  That was what threw his precious pixie over the edge. The man half shouted, half groaned, and sticky cum coated Joel’s hand. At the same time, Tim’s inner muscles clenched, massaging Joel’s dick and pulling him into his own overwhelming orgasm. There was a veil of dark fog shrouding his eyes as all of his blood left his brain while his dick shot stream after stream of cum in the best orgasm of his life. Through this all-encompassing feeling, Joel thought he could hear some muttered words.

  * * * *

  The best sex of Timiny’s life ended in the best orgasm he’d ever had. He thought he’d fall asleep as soon as he finished coating the sofa cushions with his seed, but that wasn’t the case. Instead, he felt something come over him. It was as if he suddenly had another personality in him. This other person knew of things he never knew. It was him and not him at the same time.

  He felt rather than heard his lips speak words in a language so archaic that it didn’t sound like any of the languages still spoken on earth, and even though he did not understand individual words, he did know what they meant.

  They spoke of a commitment that surpassed death itself. They spoke of giving yourself for the other person while they gave themselves for you in turn. Suddenly, Tim wasn’t in his own body anymore. While he knew he was still lying, spent, on the sofa under Joel, he was also on top of himself. He watched, through Joel’s eyes, even as the man who’d just finished coming in Tim’s ass went taut, his back bowing as if struck by lightning. He could see through the man’s eyes as Tim’s wings started a dance they’d never performed before.

  They fluttered faster and faster, dust shooting in the air, covering them both. A dome of dust permeated, sparkling air loomed above them. He could feel Joel’s elation at what was happening, and his awe at what he was seeing. He could feel the tenderness and what could only be described as love shoot through him, and then they were both coming again, just as hard, if not harder than before. The whole experience lasted maybe seconds, even if it felt like hours, and then darkness claimed Tim as he passed out, a mated man.

  Chapter Fourteen

  The next day was Saturday, Joel’s day off. After their incredible sex the day before, and the mating, they went to bed. They’d eaten in bed, and had more hot, passionate sex. Tim couldn’t say if the mating changed anything about his dust allergy, but he wouldn’t know. With the amount of sex they were having, and the amount of times Joel played with his wings… Well, suffice it to say that Tim was very happy, that there was no danger from the dust to his mate.

  They were both ecstatic. “On cloud nine” suddenly seemed to be a very good description of how they felt. Tim remembered all the movie and book scenes he’d ever watched or read about newlyweds behaving slightly crazily around each other. He had always thought it was total bullshit. Normal, reasonable adult people did not behave like teenagers on their first date. He was wrong.

  He reckoned ancient Romans had a good idea when they declared Amantes amentes. It translated loosely as “those who love are out of their minds” and described perfectly Tim’s and his mate’s behaviour. After the night of exhausting sex, they’d had breakfast in bed and more sex. Finally, Joel grimaced and looked up at his lover hovering over him on the bed.

  “I guess it’s time to face the world, don’t you think?” Tim mimicked his grimace but nodded in admission.

  “Yeah, we need to tell Jim and Dominic.” He was not a happy camper when he thought about it. He couldn’t predict his twin’s or Dominic’s response.

  “Well, look at the bright side.” Joel lifted his brows and smiled.

  “Oh, so there is a bright side? What is it?” Tim grumbled. He knew he was pouting, but he couldn’t help it. After all he’d been through, after all the betrayal and suffering, he’d finally found the one man who loved him. Tim didn’t care if Joel was a human or a purple elephant, he was Tim’s, and the pixie didn’t want anything to mar the perfection of their mating. Joel’s answer brought him out of his thoughts.

  “At least your brother, the giant, went back home to fey world. I wasn’t looking forward to him neutering me for daring to mate his little brother.”

  “Yeah.” Tim grinned suddenly. “That would be a shame, wouldn’t it? I’d have to find myself something else to play with,” he said, grabbing Joel’s dick, which went to half-mast immediately. Joel groaned and batted Tim’s hand away.

  “Sorry, honey, but I think I might die if we try to go at it another time,” he said. Tim pouted but released his mate’s prick.

  “Fine!” The pixie huffed and flung his legs over the side of the bed. “Let’s get dressed, then. We need to have a ch
at with Jim and your cousin, anyway,” he said, strutting to the door. The pixie’s bubble butt bounced enticingly, and Joel gave another groan as his cock made another attempt to harden.

  “You’re gonna kill me, babe, you know that, right?” Joel complained. Tim shot him a cheeky grin over his shoulder, and Joel knew that the little vixen did it on purpose. Tim’s wings fluttered flirtatiously, and he stroked his hand from his side, down his hips, to let it rest on the spot where his legs met his butt.

  “Oh, don’t be so whiny, sweetheart.” Tim puckered his lips and sent Joel a kiss with his other hand. “You’re too tired for another round, remember?” The pixie laughed throatily and ran, barely escaping the pillow Joel threw at him. Joel threw himself back into a supine position and smiled to himself. The pixie’s teasing demeanour was cute. Joel loved seeing his lover so relaxed.

  “Imp,” he whispered and laughed. It was time to get up, get dressed, and face the music.

  * * * *

  “You what?!” The question was shouted so loudly and in such a shrill voice that Joel grimaced. Tim only lifted his eyebrows. His twin brother could be such a drama queen at times.

  “We mated,” Tim stated calmly for the second time. They’d come to Jim and Dominic’s apartment after breakfast and sat down for a coffee. Tim didn’t stall in sharing the news. His twin almost drowned in his coffee when he heard them. After Jim stopped sputtering and coughing while Dominic stroked his back reassuringly, the shrieked question nearly broke Tim’s eardrums.

  “Oh! My! God! You’re serious!” Jim’s face went slack with shock before he squealed like a teenage girl meeting her pop star idol for the first time. “That’s so wonderful! I’m so happy for you guys!” Tim’s brother bounced excitedly in his chair. Dominic was grinning widely as well, and Tim could feel his mate relaxing behind him.

  He did not realise how tense he was himself until he felt Joel let go of the tension and mimicked him. His little brother was pretty unpredictable, and Tim hadn’t been sure how Jim would react, especially after his earlier comment about pixies not mating humans. He should have known better. He didn’t even need to explain about getting super charged powers after the mating. Jim was happy for him either way.

  “Congrats! Hey, Joel, I always thought about you as my brother, but now it’s official. We’re brothers-in-law!” Dom said.

  “Yeah, who would have thought we’ll be both mated to the two prettiest paranormal guys in the entire universe, huh?” Joel laughed.

  “Definitely not me. I’m still shocked you like men.”

  “He doesn’t,” Tim said confidently and smirked at the confusion on Dom’s face. “He only likes me, ain’t that right, sweetheart?” He lifted his brows when Joel showed off his white teeth in the widest grin.

  “Whatever you say, honey.”

  “Very wise answer,” Tim stated with a straight face. He couldn’t keep it for long, though, and soon they were both snickering.

  “Wow!” Jim’s eyes were huge as he spoke in a serious, if a little surprised, voice. “You guys are almost as bad as Dom and me!”

  “Worse, Cricket, we’re worse.” Tim wiggled his brows at his twin and made Jiminy blush.

  “Tell them about the prophecy, honey,” Joel urged him gently.

  “Yeah.” Tim slumped in his chair, his knee starting to bounce under the table. Joel noticed it. He reached over and covered Tim’s hand with his, squeezing gently in comfort and encouragement. “Um.” Tim tilted his head up for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts. “So, there is this part of the prophecy nobody knows about, besides me and Sigurd. It was about a pixie mating a human impervious to fey charms.”

  “Oh.” Jim scrunched his forehead in thought. “So, the prophecy was about you?”

  “Mhm.” Tim nodded.

  “Okay.” Jim shrugged. “So, what now?” The excitement entered his voice once again. “We should throw a party, invite the whole pack, our parents, and Toren. We could have a double celebration. I don’t want to do it in the palace.” He scrunched his nose. “I don’t want all these pompous asses who circle Mother and Father to attend. Just real friends.”

  “I don’t know, Cricket…” Tim started, but Dominic interrupted him.

  “Do you think it’s wise to do it now, babe? With all that’s going on and the kidnapping threat? Seems a bit risky to me.”

  Jim seemed to give it a thought.

  “Okay, maybe you’re right, sweet. After all, Toren warned us not to visit, so we can’t go and invite our parents, and they should definitely be at our mating celebration.” Jim nodded to himself in confirmation. “But we can go to Ty’s! We can at least, have a little house party with Ty and Toby, Jason and Jack. We’ll get drunk and have some fun. I’m not budging on this!” Jim measured them all with a stern expression. Tim lifted his hands in surrender. He knew when his brother was serious about something, and right now, he was.

  “You won’t hear me complaining!” he said. “We do deserve some fun!”

  They called and arranged for a visit that same day. Jay and Tyler were very happy for them and were glad to organize a little party. After deciding to do some shopping on their way to Jason’s, they got ready very quickly, packed up, and jumped into cars as soon as possible. It was finally time to let some steam out.

  * * * *

  “Well, well, well.” Tyler, as usual, was the one to greet them at the door. “You sly fox, you!” He pulled Tim into a hug, squeezing the very breath out of him. “You bagged yourself a human, huh?” He pulled away, still grinning.

  “Yeah.” Tim couldn’t conceal his happiness if he tried. It poured out of him in waves.

  “Yes, he did!” came a clipped voice from behind Tim’s back. “And that human doesn’t appreciate you manhandling his mate!” Ty only grinned wider at Joel’s indignation and gave Tim another hug. The pixie could feel mischief pouring from his friend when he did so, and it was a weird feeling. He couldn’t do it before. Was it his new powers manifesting?

  “Come on, Ty, let your friend go before his mate decides to do some irreparable damage to your family jewels,” Jason spoke from the hallway. Ty listened to his mate, but Tim could almost taste the tiger’s urge to stick his tongue out at Joel. Weirdville, here I come! Feeling other people’s emotions and intentions was strange.

  Ty stepped to the side, letting all four men pass. Dom and Joel carried bags filled with beer and finger food, but did not let Jim or Tim even lift their finger. Overprotective bunch. Jason stepped forward and shook Tim’s and Joel’s hands, saying his congratulations. The man didn’t have his serial killer expression, but hugging must have still been uncomfortable for him. Tim couldn’t even begin to imagine how losing one’s feelings must have been. Terrifying, most likely. Jay waved them over into the kitchen, but Ty stopped Tim in the hallway. From the corner of his eye, Tim noticed that Joel lingered back, too. Ty looked unusually serious when he took Tim’s hands in his, and asked.

  “Are you sure about it, Timmy? You know I can ask Jay-Jay to unmate you with his magical, reality-changing thingy.” Tim sensed Joel’s tension but didn’t let it on. Instead, he smiled at Ty as sincerely as he could and looked his big tiger friend deep in the eyes.

  “I’m sure, Ty. I knew I could fall for Joel the moment I saw him. He’s gorgeous, but more importantly, he’s got a good heart. He’s a pure soul, you know? I love him and he loves me.”

  “You’ve been through so much lately, though… I still beat myself up that I hadn’t managed to find you earlier. If only I was more careful, didn’t let myself get jumped like that…” Tim saw and felt real anguish in Tyler.

  “You can’t keep doing it, Ty, blaming yourself. You were not the one at fault here. Besides, if it wasn’t for the kidnapping, you would have never met Jason or Toby. Jim wouldn’t meet Dominic, and I, Joel. It all worked out in the end. I’d go through it all again if I knew it was the only way to find my mate.” He meant it, too. He’d do it in a heartbeat.

  Ty searched his e
yes for something, and he must have found it as he relaxed, losing all the tension.

  “If you’re sure…”

  “I am. I’m very sure.” Tim grinned, and Ty couldn’t help but return the expression.

  “So, tell me about your new superpowers, fairy-boy.” The tiger went back to his normal, playful ways, and Tim gave him the finger, laughing. It was good to have it back, the easy camaraderie between them.

  “Shove it, pussycat!” He smiled again as he felt Joel come behind him, and his mate’s warm arms embraced him. The smile must have been pretty gooey as he saw sparkles of laughter in Tyler’s eyes. “Not. A. Word.” The pixie waved his index finger at the annoying tiger.

  “Didn’t say anything!” Tyler lifted his hands in the air, trying to look innocent. He failed miserably.

  “Yeah, but you thought it.” Tim stuck his tongue at Ty, giving in to the childish urge. Ty only laughed louder. “Anyway,” Tim decided to finally answer the question, “I don’t know about those powers. It is said pixies had the power of coercion, could implement their will on any human, paranormal, or fey. No sure about gods, but I guess not, since our kind tried to steer clear of them. Then, some of the royal pixies were healers, able to reach deep into the core of their magic and heal even those on the brink of death, old injuries, anything. Others could summon people and things from far, far away, even from another plane of existence, without opening a portal. They would think of that person or object, call on it, and it appeared before them. If I were to guess, I’ll fall into the summoning category. I’m definitely not the healing kind.”

  “Cool!” Tyler nodded. “Jason says you’re probably right about the whole not-affecting-gods thing. He felt the difference within you, but it didn’t feel like your power was strong enough to affect him. Strong, and able to do a lot of damage, but not enough to affect his free will. He knows it, ‘cause he felt the same barrier when it comes to his power versus other people’s free will,” Tyler said as if he was repeating someone else’s words.