“Leave him alone, Adrien,” Emeric snarled, glowering at the massive man standing above him. “He’s just a lost kid; I was only taking him home!” Humming at this, Adrien shook his head and moved up to Emeric who seemed to be fighting the urge to fight back against the man.
“Well it hardly matters who he is now, he’s coming with us. Our little prince and his little pet don’t belong out here hiding from their problems, we have a job for you, and you’re going to hear us out whether you like it or not.” Adrien insisted, patting Emeric’s cheek as the man behind Caleb squeezed his chest with enough force to draw a squeak from him, earning a mortified look from Emeric.
“Alright,” Emeric shuddered, closing his eyes as he relented. “Just don’t hurt him.” He begged, looking up at Caleb with apologetic eyes. Caleb wasn’t sure what was happening, but he did know that the fear on Emeric’s face did not bode well for him.
It took a half-hour of trudging through the swamp for them to reach a road, and what was waiting for them there was hardly a reassurance. A black van sat on the side of the street, waiting for them to be bodily thrown into the back after their wrists were bound painfully behind them.
Swearing as he landed against the cold steel floor, Caleb looked up at Emeric with huge eyes, crawling forward until he could press against his side. He had no idea what was going on, why this was happening, but he did know that he really could use some comfort right then.
“Where are they taking us?” Caleb whispered as soon as the back of the van was slammed shut leaving them alone in the darkness of the windowless space.
“Back to the village. They’re soldiers, men who were originally assigned by my father to guard and protect our people. I don’t know why they want me now, but I’m sure whatever reasoning they have doesn’t bode well for us,” Emeric whispered, doing his best to wrap himself around the smaller man’s form. “I’m so sorry, Cher, I never meant for you to get wrapped up in all this.”
Caleb let out a nervous laugh at this, closing his eyes and pressing his face to Emeric’s chest. The warm scent that the man was letting off was soothing and just then he needed some reassurance that things were going to be ok.
“It’s not your fault. I’m the one who trespassed on your land remember?” he attempted to joke, pressing closer to the other and grimacing when they went over a few bumps that jostled them violently. “We’ll be ok, right?” Sighing, Emeric shrugged his broad shoulders.
“I don’t know,” Emeric muttered, pressing his lips to the top of Caleb’s head. “He hasn’t killed me yet, which tells me that something is preventing him from doing so. We might just have a shot at surviving this.” He explained.
“I wish that was more reassuring,” Caleb snorted, closing his eyes and letting his fingers grope around the darkness until he found Emeric’s hand. Letting his fingers rest against Emeric’s palm, he sighed and relaxed against him. “You know when I thought of a first date with you, I was really thinking more like dinner.” He muttered, earning a soft sad chuckle from Emeric.
“I’ll make it up to ya, take you out for dinner when we get away from these bastards,” Emeric insisted, his fingers squeezing Caleb’s gently. “What sounds good?”
“You know I thought we’d go a little wild and get pancakes,” Caleb grinned despite the fear in his chest. Emeric laughed at this, shaking his head and kissing Caleb’s forehead.
“Breakfast for dinner? Scandalous,” He teased, falling silent afterward and pulling Caleb against his side a bit tighter while his ears twitched. “We’re almost there.” He muttered, glaring when the van pulled to a sudden halt nearly sending Caleb sprawling out on the ground.
Glancing up with a start when the doors swung open, Caleb cringed and hid against Emeric as best as he could. The men didn’t seem to care at all about his distress and instead moved forward pulling Caleb and Emeric to their feet before throwing them out onto the dirt.
Swearing as he felt his cheek graze the cement, he looked up with huge eyes as a small, ragged group of men and women circled around them. Trembling lightly at the judgmental look in their eyes, he bit his lip and looked over at Emeric who was staring calmly back at the crowd. Grimacing as they were hauled to their feet, he swore as they were dragged towards a small hut, pulled inside and shoved onto the floor.
“The prodigal son has been returned once again,” The man from before, Adrien, hummed as he untied both Caleb and Emeric’s hands before he rested his paw-like hand on Emeric’s shoulders.
Rubbing at his wrists, Caleb bit his lip and grabbed onto Emeric’s arm, shivering when the man wrapped an arm around his shoulders. Relaxing at his touch, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before focusing his attention back on the man above them.
“Now by all accounts, I should kill you where you stand for abandoning your people when they needed you most. After all, that’s high treason, isn’t it?” Adrien continued, a serious, but not threatening look on his face.
“I couldn’t stay and you know that I was no match for Blaise and he would have killed me if I stayed.” Emeric growled, his eyes flashing murderously as he looked up at the man. “He killed my father, and you know as well as I do that I wouldn’t stand a chance against him. If you wanted me back so badly you would have found me long before now and we both know it.” Adrien chuckled at this, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he looked the other over.
“I thought I did,” Adrien admitted with a shrug, moving to stand in front of Emeric. “I was happy to let you go after your father died. I didn’t want to see your blood on the streets any more than I wanted to see, Georges’. I pretended to go after you, even said I was sure you were dead; I was willin’ to let you play dead, but now? It seems that our people need you.” He pointed out, crossing his arms over his broad chest with a glare.
“They don’t need me, they never have. They need my father, and I’ll never be him,” Emeric growled, looking back at the man with miserable eyes.
“You ain’t your father, you’re right,” Adrien sighed, kneeling down in front of Emeric with a stern look in his grey dark powerful gaze. “But right now we don’t have the luxury to be picky as to where our help comes from.” He insisted earning a frown from the bound shifter. “Blaise is destroying our people, our way of life. At the rate he and his men are killin’ off folks, we’ll be a memory sooner rather than later.” Emeric’s eyes softened at this, his eyes flickering up to meet the others.
“You want me to fight Blaise?” he whispered, his eyes cautious as he regarded the man above him.
“I don’t want ya to fight him, I want ya to kill him,” Adrien smirked, patting the younger man on the cheek. “You’re a dual shifter, boy. Just like your father, your grandmother, and every member of your family since our people were exiled. Blaise doesn’t have that gift. This is your shot to avenge your father. To kill that sonofabitch before he does any more damage.” He reminded the other firmly, squeezing his shoulder. “I’m not askin’ for ya to give up your freedom. Once he’s dead and if you decide to leave, we’ll have someone take your place. Just help us out one more time. That’s all I’m askin’.”
Emeric’s eyes flashed with something that Caleb couldn’t read, his eyes flickering over towards Caleb for a moment before a sigh fell from his lips. Turning his attention back onto Adrien as he pulled Caleb closer, he nodded.
“Alright, I’ll give it my best shot,” he insisted, his gaze locked firmly onto the massive man in front of him.
“Glad to hear it,” Adrien chuckled, shaking the other’s hand gently before glancing over at Caleb with a smile. “Ms. Jeanine’s goin’ to throw a fit when she sees you’ve got a mate you know.” The sudden look of horror on Emeric’s face was enough to leave Caleb hiding a bit more securely against his side.
“Ma’s here?” Emeric asked, grimacing when Adrien laughed and nodded. Caleb was tempted to protest the use of the word ‘mate’ but he was still too overwhelmed to say much of anything.
“Nah, she’s
not here, she’s back in the village playin’ little miss innocent. She’s gotta play it down around Blaise. Who do you think organized this whole show? Your Ma’s the brains, I’m just the brawn,” Adrien winked, leading the men out of the shack and towards another small building. “Get comfortable, we’ve got a few days yet till we can do anything.” He pointed out, gesturing towards the bed and bathroom. “I’ll getcha in the morning for food, have a good night boys.” He winked before disappearing into the night air, leaving the two boys alone in the room.
Sighing, Emeric reached out and pulled Caleb against his chest, wrapping his arms around the smaller man tightly. Caleb let out a content noise at this, looking up at the other with a raised eyebrow.
“What the hell did he mean when he called me your mate?” He asked, looking the man over slowly and blushing when Emeric shrugged and leaned down to press his lips against the blonde’s.
“Our kind has lots of special abilities,” Emeric explained gently, sliding his hands through Caleb’s hair and smiling when the boy pressed against his palm. Trailing his thumb over his cheek Emeric studied Caleb slowly. “One of the things that we inherently know is who were are meant to be with. Our soul mates are easy for us to spot, their scent and their skin seems to glow. I’ve known that ya were meant to be mine since I first saw ya, I just didn’t say anything, because I didn’t want to scare you, Cher.” He mumbled softly, earning a snort from Caleb.
“Scare me more than you already did? I’m not sure that is possible,” Caleb snorted, his eyes studying the man intently, searching for something to tell him that the other was lying. He couldn’t find anything. “So, if we’re soul mates, what does that mean for me?” He mumbled, trailing his fingers over the man’s arms.
“That means that I’ve gotta try really hard not to lose this fight so that I can make sure I can keep ya safe,” Emeric pointed out, trailing his fingers through Caleb’s hair slowly. Leaning in and pressing their lips together slowly, Emeric let out a pleased noise when Caleb lightly bit his lip and pulled the man closer to his chest. “It also means that I’m gonna bring your beautiful ass to bed.” He grinned wickedly, laughing when Caleb let out a squeak when the man lifted him up into his arms.
“Oh, is that right?” Caleb rolled his eyes, quivering with excitement as he was deposited on the bed, his eyes going wide when Emeric slid off his shirt and tossed it to the side revealing his tanned well-muscled chest.
“Mmhmm, you’re mine now, Cher,” Emeric smirked, leaning down and sealing their lips together slowly. Despite the anxiety building up in his chest at the idea of giving this man his virginity, Caleb made no move to protest. Deep down, he wanted the other as badly as Emeric wanted him.
Lips colliding in a tangle of tongue and teeth, the two men fell back against the sheets of the small bed with a noisy groan. Emeric, his golden eyes wandering heatedly over Caleb’s far smaller form, let out a pleased noise as he noticed the flush curling up the man’s cheeks. Leaning down slowly, he slid his hand slowly up Caleb’s shirt before pulling it over his head slowly.
“You’re gorgeous,” He breathed in Caleb’s ear, his tongue sliding slowly over the shell of his ear while his fingertips dragged across the curves of his hips and over the smooth plains of his flat stomach. “Absolutely perfect.” Trembling at the praise, Caleb squeaked when his legs were spread suddenly, his eyes widening a bit as Emeric started to undo his pants.
“Be gentle?” he asked, apprehension boiling up in the pit of his stomach. He had heard from everyone he knew that the first time would hurt and glancing between Emeric’s legs he was pretty sure that the man was not small, based on the bulge forming in between his legs.
Emeric raised an eyebrow at this, his hands wandering slowly over Caleb’s thighs while his lips danced up his neck. A low hum reverberated through his chest as he pulled Caleb closer, his fingers slowly pulling open his pants and gently trailing over his throbbing erection.
“Are you a virgin, Cher?” He breathed in his ear, smiling when Caleb let out a whine and slowly trailing his fingers up the man’s shaft. Flicking his thumb over the slit, he chuckled when Caleb let out a surprised gasp.
“I-I am! I’m s-sorry!” Caleb stuttered, his eyes huge when the man’s strong calloused thumb lightly trailed over his slit in a way that left him arching off the bed.
“Why are you apologizing?” Emeric laughed, leaning down and sliding their lips together happily, his tongue sliding dominantly into the other’s mouth. “That just means that I get t’ be your one and only.” He hummed, his free hand sliding down to rub slowly at his lover’s pert rear.
Trembling with lust, Caleb relaxed when the other assured him that there was nothing wrong with him being a virgin. Letting his body lean back against the sheets once again, he watched as his lover slid his hand up to his lips and started to wet his fingers.
“If I had known we were goin’ to do this I woulda gotten us some lube,” Emeric laughed, pressing a few kisses over Caleb’s face to help distract him as he let a finger slip slowly into his quivering entrance.
“Ah!” Caleb gasped; clinging onto the taller man and pressing his face to his strong shoulder. He had fingered himself a few times before, but his fingers were far smaller than his lover’s. He was hardly complaining a few moments later, when the man crooked his finger in a way that struck his sweet spot dead on, leaving his head rolling backward and his mouth falling open in a delighted gasp.
“There it is,” Emeric hummed happily, his eyes sparkling with self-satisfaction as he rubbed up against the spot again. “You look so pretty spread out like this. I can’t wait to see ya spread out around my cock.” He grinned wickedly, obviously loving the delighted gasp that fell from Caleb’s lips.
“D-Don’t be a tease!” Caleb ordered, grunting when Emeric immediately slipped another finger into him with a raised eyebrow. Whimpering when the man rubbed over his sweet-spot once again, he felt his protests fall silent.
“I’m sorry, what was that?” Emeric smirked, slipping his fingers deeper into the squirming man. Humming when Caleb let out a heated curse, he leaned in and pressed their lips together happily. “Beautiful. Don’t worry, Cher, I’ll take care of you.” He mumbled, sliding his fingers free and winking back at the other.
Caleb’s body was already writhing with lust, his eyes rolling back in his head when the man’s fingers pulled free from his body with a wet noise. Trembling lightly, he gasped and looked startled when his legs were lifted upwards, resting on either side of Emeric’s strong shoulders. Looking up at his lover through a fringe of sweat soaked hair; he blushed when he saw the dark, dominant look on Emeric’s face.
“I want you,” he gasped, trembling when Emeric lined himself up with his entrance. His back bowing, a silent cry fell from his lips when the other pressed into him slowly. “Emeric!” he cried, biting down on his knuckle to keep from screaming.
“Relax doll,” Emeric insisted, rubbing at Caleb’s hips to help the virgin relax under him. His eyes were soft, an adoring light shining in his eyes when the man shifted under him with a gasp. “Ya look gorgeous like that.” He mumbled, leaning down and lightly biting up Caleb’s neck loving how the other squirmed.
“Sh-shut up!” Caleb gasped, keening when the other thrust his hips forward and immediately silenced his protests. Throwing back his head, he cried out, his nails dragging down Emeric’s back and his eyes rolling back in his head.
“Beautiful,” Emeric praised, pressing kisses over his face and neck and humming at the lewd sounds that fell from the other’s lips when his hips lurched forward into the other.
Already, Caleb could feel the same electric connection that he had felt before. His body tingling with adoration and a throbbing desire for the man that he had never felt before. His body craved Emeric, longed for him in a way he couldn’t explain. Every time the other spoke, his legs would quiver beneath him, and his mind would go blank.
Gasping when the other found a spot inside him that made Caleb s
ee stars, Caleb cried out with delight. His toes curling beside Emeric’s head and his body bucking back down against his length. He was in heaven, feeling complete with the other inside of him. Emeric’s hot breath ghosted over his neck, shoulders, and chest, dusting him with soft feather light kisses.
“Emeric!” Caleb groaned, trembling as he held onto his hair. He was already painfully close to orgasm, and as the other thrust up into him one last time he tumbled over the edge. Screaming as he found his orgasm, he clutched onto Emeric’s hair feeling the man’s fingers clutch at his hips desperately.
“Shit!” Emeric gasped, pressing his face to Caleb’s shoulder as he bucked his hips forward. Moaning in the man’s ear, he released a few thrusts later, his powerful body shuddering.
His ears ringing and his legs quivering on Emeric’s shoulders, Caleb moaned as the man slowly lowered him down against the sheets before sliding out of him. Smiling up at Emeric with a dazed expression on his face, he groaned and rolled his hips up slowly.
“That was, wow,” Caleb laughed, humming when the man leaned down and pressed their lips together slowly.
“You’re all mine now,” Emeric laughed, running his fingers through the other’s hair. Caleb smiled as he looked up at the other, his hand trailing over the man’s shoulder.
“Mmhmm, I’m all yours,” Caleb purred, his eyes sparkling with adoration when Emeric lay down and pressed his face to his shoulder sleepily.
Trailing his fingers through the other’s hair, he smiled and kissed the top of his head. Looking up at the window while his lover trailed his hands over his form, he smiled when he spotted a few fireflies dancing outside the window.
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