by Liamson
Prince Cody’s brows knitted together thoughtfully as he considered his answer. “I suppose I would be twenty-three.” He took a bite of his salad and marveled as the flavors mixed together perfectly in his mouth.
“Hmph. I’m twenty-three too,” Blaine remarked aloud as he took a bite of his salad. “So you said your name was Prince Cody. Prince of what?” He took a sip of wine.
Something Blaine couldn’t identify sullied Prince Cody’s face. At first Blaine thought it was embarrassment or shame. But that expression was all too brief for him to get a firm grasp of what it really was. The next emotion on Prince Cody’s face almost seemed like… resentment.
Prince Cody took a deep breath as he considered his next words very, very carefully. He looked Blaine in his beautiful blue eyes. “I am the prince of the Vargr realm.” He could see Blaine’s mind racing, so he plodded on, providing further explanation, even though he was carrying on like it was physically hurting him to do so. “The Vargr realm is another universe that lies just outside the human world. Vampires, fae, werewolves, wizards, goblins, demons, all those things that go bump in the night that your parents told you were just nightmares? Well, they’re very, very real.” He raised his wine glass and let it hover just before his lips. “And they all live here.” He took a long, long sip of wine. “And I’m their prince.”
Blaine swore that he’d have to learn not to eat food or take a drink as people were telling them their life stories. It’d be the death of him someday, he mused darkly as he choked on his sip of wine.
8.
Nathaniel pressed his elbow against Damien’s neck. He didn’t have the time for the youngling’s insolence. “If you don’t tell me right now, I’ll break your windpipe.”
Damien flashed that irresistible, smart-ass smile of his. “You talk to our Father with that mouth?”
Upon hearing his name, Nathaniel grudgingly released the younger angel. “If you’re here to gloat,” Nathaniel said making sure his back was facing Damien, tired of getting distracted, “you can save it. I’m already a Fallen Angel. You don’t need to kick me when I’m down.” Nathaniel’s thoughts turned dark. Fallen Angels were outcasts of the angel community. An angel became a Fallen Angel in one of two ways—they disobeyed a direct order from him, or they acted in ways unbecoming of an angel. “I’ve never disobeyed a direct order.”
Damien’s smirk grew wider. “No, but you had your fun and ate it too.” Heat coursed through Damien’s veins. Challenging other people, and generally being a dick to them, really got his juices flowing. “And by ‘it,’ of course, I mean that priest’s ass.”
Nathaniel pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose. If he closed his eyes tight and willed it enough, maybe Damien would just disappear. But he knew better. He was going to have to face the consequences of being a Fallen Angel eventually. It was only fitting that Damien was his punishment. “I am trying to make up for that now,” he spat. Damien leaned against the tree. “By bringing The Chosen One to the Blood Prince? By bringing peace between the humans and the Vargr for a few more scant years?” He cocked his head back playfully. “Maybe I should do a good deed every time I’m naughty.”
“You’d be filling the rest of your days with good deeds then,” Nathaniel deadpanned, growing tired of their exchange. He took a few steps forward, about to enter another thicket of trees. “Now if you came all this way just to berate me, I think we’re done here.” Nathaniel hoped he’d said those words with enough finality.
He should have known better. “I actually do have some information for you,” Damien added, a rare sincerity in his voice. “He wants to see you. Your mission’s done here and you need to return Home.”
“Hmph,” Nathaniel huffed. He glanced over his shoulder at the younger, annoying angel. “Like I am going to take orders from you,” he muttered through gritted teeth. At lightning speed, he tore off into the woods.
Before Damien realized what was happening, it was too late. Nathaniel was miles away. Father had tasked him to bring Nathaniel in after the angel’s mission was complete. And like Nathaniel, Damien had never disobeyed a direct order from their Father.
****
Blaine recovered from choking just in time to see Prince Cody rise from his chair, ready to rush to his rescue. Blaine couldn’t help but let a small grin appear on his lips. “I’m fine,” he managed to say between coughs, wiping some spittle from the corner of his lips. “It’s just this Vargr thing is a little crazy to take all at once.”
Prince Cody nodded, a dark expression on his face. “Believe me, I know,” was his cryptic reply. “I’m glad you’re okay.” He was just starting to like this tribute, so he was glad the other man didn’t choke to death—it would have sucked having to choose a replacement.
“Vargr,” Blaine repeated quietly, trying the name on for size. “Vargr, Vargr, Vargr.” The more he said it, the more familiar the name sounded. Almost like he had seen the name somewhere before. His eyes widened. “Vargr! Oh my God, now I know why I remember that name! All those books were real?” Blaine had read every one of Maddy Scott’s books—he would never admit it aloud, as they always seemed a little too chick-litty for him, but thanks to the anonymity of his e-reader, he was able to indulge in his guilty pleasure. “I’m surprised anyone from this universe allowed those books to be published.”
Their entrees arrived. Blaine had chicken parmesan and Prince Cody had steak and potatoes. Prince Cody took his knife and sawed the meat as slowly as he spoke. “Yes. Well. It was something of an issue and measures were taken, but I’m not entirely sure what happened with that.” Nor did he care to know. He took a bite of his steak and moaned. “So good.”
Was Blaine picking up on an undercurrent there? He couldn’t tell for sure. He took a bite of his chicken. The parmesan cheese perfectly seasoned the chicken. “This is the best food I’ve ever had. This must be what magic tastes like,” Blaine said, scarfing his food down faster.
The servant silently appeared by Prince Cody’s side. As his massive shadow fell upon Prince Cody, Prince Cody’s expression soured. “What do you want?”
Agent Jagger tapped a few times on his tablet and gave it to Prince Cody. The tablet showed security footage of Eden. A naked Nathaniel was talking to a half-naked younger angel. They looked like they were arguing. “Intruders have infiltrated Eden.” The agent narrowed his eyes. “How do you want to proceed?” It was about time for some action.
Intruder was more like it, Prince Cody thought. He recognized Nathaniel on the video feed: if it weren’t for Nathaniel, Blaine would have been delivered by the human government instead, which was way too long for him to wait. But now that Blaine was here, there was no need for the angel. “The intruder is no longer needed. Bring him here so we can make sure he’s disposed of properly.”
Blaine’s heart started racing. Intruder? Was it possible that Nathaniel survived the weird portal thing after all? Had Nathaniel come to rescue him? He leaned back in his chair, the hard surface starting to chafe his naked ass. A dark thought entered his mind—did he even want to be rescued? Up until now, he was enjoying himself with Prince Cody. He had to admit he was really interested to see where this was going. But on the other hand, Nathaniel was his ticket home. Maybe he should say something. “Prince Cody?” he asked demurely.
Prince Cody snapped his head towards Blaine. “Yes, my pet?”
Blaine’s cock stirred at being called ‘pet.’ He guessed that settled it—he really wanted to be with Prince Cody. But after all Nathaniel had done for him, he couldn’t just let the angel die. “Nathaniel—the angel—he saved my life.” The words were really flowing out of his mouth. He blamed the wine. “Without him, I’d be dead by now. While I agree that he doesn’t need to be here, do you really have to kill him?”
Prince Cody’s brow creased. Okay, maybe he could spare the angel for Blaine—after all, he wouldn’t be having this intimate moment with the human if he’d perished. Prince Cody placed a han
d around the muscular agent’s large bicep and pulled the larger man towards him. “Don’t kill the angel, but bring him to us. I want to ensure he departs from Eden.”
Agent Jagger nodded. As he walked away, he had to readjust his pants. He hated to admit it, but being manhandled by Prince Cody turned him on a bit. He chastised himself for those unprofessional, distracting thoughts. He retreated from Prince Cody’s throne and headed into the woods after his mark. After this assignment, he was totally going to get laid. It had been far too long since his last romp in the sack.
****
Nathaniel hoped he could outrun Damien. Though he was the more seasoned angel and had plenty of years’ more experience, Damien had one thing going for him—his youth. As far as he was concerned, that meant that Damien should have more energy and be faster than him, even though one of the perks of being an angel was increased speed and agility. Feeling his feet starting to give out from under him, Nathaniel skidded to a stop at a nearby tree. He used his arm to support himself as he bent over, trying to catch his breath.
A whistling catcall and a dark shadow falling over him brought him down to Earth, so to speak. He looked over his shoulder and saw Damien blocking out the sun, floating down to the ground. Nathaniel faced the annoying angel and crossed his arms.
“Aw, man, did you have to ruin the view?” Damien complained as he touched the ground. “All the guys back Home are way too serious to let me ogle them.” Indeed, Damien’s cock stirred, growing thicker at the sight of the older, naked angel in front of him. Since he was wearing only a ripped sheet around his waist, it was no wonder that his cockhead popped out just above the fabric.
Nathaniel’s eyes lit up as an idea struck him. He swaggered closer to the younger angel. “Like what you see, eh?” he teased, making sure his cock flopped as he walked. He inched closer to Damien.
The younger angel’s mind spinning, he instinctively backed away until his back hit a tree. There was nowhere for him to go and he started sweating as Nathaniel pressed his warm, naked body against his own.
“Um, y-yeah…” The normally confident younger angel was now stammering.
Good, Nathaniel thought. That meant that his plan was working. He made sure to press his chest against Damien’s. While the younger angel talked a fair game, he was fairly certain the younger angel had never experienced the wonders of gay sex. Though he should know better, his cock involuntarily grew hard. Apparently he was liking this as much as Damien was. He brought his face mere inches from Damien’s, appreciating the younger angel’s fair, innocent features. To be young again… to still be as idealistic and as headstrong as someone like Damien. But as far as he was concerned, those days were over. He’d seen too much, done too much as an angel for him, as a Fallen Angel, to ever be innocent again.
So that’s why he didn’t feel guilty as he grazed Damien’s oh-so-sumptuous lips. He’d never seen lips so luscious. No wonder Damien was a smart ass. He tenderly, eagerly kissed Damien. He was surprised how hard he got when Damien started kissing him back. Nathaniel thought that Blaine was the man he was going to court, but after kissing Damien? All bets were off. Maybe he was meant to be with an angel instead.
As they parted, Damien lurched forward, expecting the kissing to continue. When he realized that Nathaniel pulled away, his face reddened. He rubbed the back of his head self-consciously. “Er, yeah… sorry. I don’t really know what that was all about.”
Nathaniel’s eyes darted downward to Damien’s still-exposed cockhead. “Oh, really? I kinda doubt that.” A predatory smirk appeared on Nathaniel’s face as he reached down to paw Damien through the thin layer of fabric that was the only thing separating him from Damien’s flesh.
Damien moaned as soon as Nathaniel’s hand touched his cock. Sure, it was through the fabric he was wearing, but this was the most action he’d ever had. He leaned into the older angle’s touch. When Nathaniel gripped his balls hard, Damien’s knees grew weak and he fell into Nathaniel’s arms.
Nathaniel stumbled backwards and slammed onto the ground. Damien fell on top of him, his cheeks burning as red as his hair. Damien locked onto Nathaniel’s brown eyes. No matter what he did, he couldn’t shake the older angel’s gaze. And truthfully, he wasn’t sure he wanted to look away, either. The longer he held his gaze, he could feel his lust intensifying. It started as a small tingle in his groin before spreading through his body. Eventually it became a strong, deep pull in his stomach. It wasn’t long before it completely took him over, as if he was having an out of body experience, as if his body were no longer his own. It didn’t help that Nathaniel was completely naked, either—it was making it even harder for Damien to resist the older angel. Throwing caution to the wind, he hungrily kissed Nathaniel.
Using one hand to prop himself up, Damien used his free hand to remove the towel that was covering him. If he were going to do this, if he was going to engage in sexual activity, he was at going to go all the fucking way. Eyes glinting mischievously, Damien trailed kisses down Nathaniel’s chest. Stopping at the angel’s belly button, he traced the perimeter with his tongue.
Nathaniel hated that a shudder rippled through his spine. He didn’t want to give Damien the satisfaction that he was enjoying their dalliance. It would give the little shit too many reasons to gloat. And he hated it when Damien gloated—the insufferable shit would go on for days. He bit the inside of his lip and gripped the grass to steel himself.
Damien saw that Nathaniel was gripping the grass and took that as an invitation to get wild. Grinning, he enveloped Nathaniel’s cock and started giving the angel the blowjob of his life. Expertly twisting his head, he made sure that each time he slid up and down the older man’s shaft that he left a little saliva behind. He leaned back to admire his handiwork—Nathaniel was panting and glistening with sweat. His cock shone like a shiny, sticky, and inviting beacon.
Despite his size, Damien towered over Nathaniel. “I need you inside me. Right fucking now,” he demanded. Before Nathaniel could protest, Damien grabbed Nathaniel’s slicked-up cock and held it upright. Damien guided Nathaniel’s cock so it was right up against his ass. Steadying himself with a few breaths, he pressed the tip of Nathaniel’s cock against his eager hole.
Before he could talk himself out of this, Damien gritted his teeth, and a few moments later, Nathaniel was inside him. It was nothing that Damien had ever felt before! His insides were aflame, and all his instincts were screaming at him to grind up and down on the older angel underneath him.
“Fuck,” Nathaniel groaned as Damien started working him. He wasn’t going to let the younger angel have all the fun. He waited a few seconds to get a sense of the rhythm that Damien was using. Then he started thrusting his hips upward, hoping he was giving the angel the fuck of his life.
Damien lurched forward the first time Nathaniel thrust and almost fell on top of the angel. “Shit!” he shouted, using Nathaniel’s chest to steady himself. Nathaniel moved his hips several more times before that tingle built up in his stomach again. Awash with desire, he grabbed his cock and started stroking. The combination of Nathaniel’s cock up his ass and the sensation of his hand on his cock was too much to bear. It only took another stroke for Damien to realize he was about to lose it.
“I’m gonna come!” he announced. As soon as his seed exploded onto Nathaniel’s chest, a blinding yellow light emanated from Damien. The light grew bright enough to light up the night sky, almost as if the sun were still out. When Damien squirted out the last few gushes of his milky fluid, the light retreated into him and disappeared.
Nathaniel grinned and thrusted into the young angel several more times. Damien moaned several times and that was enough for Nathaniel to shoot his load in Damien’s crack. Now spent, Nathaniel grabbed Damien and slid him off his dick.
Damien collapsed next to Nathaniel. They gazed into each other’s eyes, and the young angel grinned. “Day-um!” he said, short of breath. He propped himself up on his elbow. “You, my man, ar
e amazing!” He collapsed on his back, catching his breath. “You’ve shown me a brand new world.”
“I am glad you liked it,” Nathaniel said, a hint of malice in his voice. He rose from the ground, and when he noticed that Damien hadn’t picked up on his tone, he spun away from the younger angel. “Now if you’ll excuse me,” he said slowly, “I have a mission to finish.”
“About that,” Damien said, standing up slowly. His cock was still hard despite having just blown his load. He’d have to take care of that before returning Home. “Your mission was to bring The Chosen One to the Blood Prince. Mission accomplished,” he said, bridging the gap between the two men. When he forcefully tried to grab Nathaniel’s arm, Nathaniel tried to wrench it away, but was unsuccessful. “It’s time for you to return home.”
Nathaniel glanced down at Damien’s hand, which was still gripping his arm. He was astonished that the younger angel had that much strength in him. “All right,” he said coolly.
Damien was dumfounded. He didn’t expect Nathaniel to give up so easily. “I’m sorry, what?”
A sly grin appeared on Nathaniel’s face. He tilted his head back confidently. “I’ll go Home with you. Quietly.”
Damien narrowed his eyes suspiciously. This was all going a little too easily. There had to be some kind of catch that Nathaniel wasn’t telling him about. “All right, then,” he said. He closed his eyes, cleared his mind, and concentrated with all his might. In a few seconds, there’d be a flash of light and a gust of wind and they’d be back Home.
Damien kept his eyes shut for several minutes. When the flash of light and the gust of wind didn’t come, he opened one eye that darted around frantically. Confirming what he’d feared, he opened the other eye. Dread soured his stomach. “W-what happened? We should be Home now.”
