Fires both sacred and profane

Fires both sacred and profane - Chapter nine

Misguided angel hanging over me
Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory
Soul like a Lucifer, black and cold like a piece of lead
Misguided angel, love you till I'm dead
(Cowboy Junkies)

True love's the gift which God has given
To man alone beneath the heaven;
It is not fantasy's hot fire,
Whose wishes soon as granted fly;
It liveth not in fierce desire,
With dead desire it doth not die,
It is the secret sympathy,
The silver link, the sunken tie,
Which heart to heart and mind to mind
In body and in soul can bind.
(Walter Scott)


The morning had long passed away into a sunny day when Gabriel awoke from the first peaceful slumber he had enjoyed ever since accepting the Huber case. Stretching he remembered the overtures he had shared with the man who was holding him against his chest at the moment and looking up he met the gaze of those sapphire eyes which had bewitched him ever since their first impromptu meeting at the club. Snuggling closer he inhaled Friedrich's scent to the fullest, a feeling of peace engulfing him completely.

"Friedrich, how did ya get on the bed like that without me noticin'?" he purred against his lover's chest.

"Well, mein Alles, you were fast asleep, I think if they had done so much as dropping a bomb near you, you wouldn't have noticed," the Baron replied, tightening his embrace to draw Gabriel nearer so he could plant a kiss on his lips. "Good morning, mein Schatz....again......still tired?" he asked, brushing a lock of red hair behind Gabriel's ear.

"Mmmmm, mornin', darlin', I'm never too tired for this...." Gabriel chuckled before recapturing Friedrich's lips with his own. "Ya taste as good as ya smell...." he rasped after releasing him, a gleam in his greenish eyes.

"You wanton tease...." the Baron smiled, lust making his voice husky as he bent down to let his lips trail over Gabriel's lips, chin, throat....further and further he went till he felt Gabriel's hands in his hair to urge him on.
Friedrich's tongue drew lines of fire down Gabriel's chest and the raw little moans coming from the back of his lover's throat increased his boldness. He let the tip of his tongue circle around Gabriel's nipples in a teasing manner, the fact that the caress came through the material of Gabriel's shirt only intensified the feeling. Sucking gently his hands were drawing circles of fire on Gabriel's stomach till his fingers began to toy with the belt around Gabriel's waist.

"Gawd, baby, what's keepin' ya......." Gabriel rasped, unhooking his belt himself in a fit of impatience.

Looking up from Gabriel's stomach Friedrich gave his lover a taunting smile. "Impatient.....I seriously love your enthusiasm.....and don't pout like that, mein Engel....you have no idea what you're doing to me......" He kissed the pout off Gabriel's lips in a hungry frenzy while slipping his hands down his lover's pants to massage the already rock hard proof of his desire. The buttons burst open beneath his skilled fingers as he let his other hand slide up and down his angel's shaft, relishing the silken feel of it.

"Gawd....no.....don't......" Gabriel protested weakly, the fact that he had never been so close to another man was kicking in slowly. But Friedrich was melting away his doubts and fears with every movement he made. Throwing caution and his conscience to the wind he once more let his hands creep beneath Friedrich's green suit vest to caress his chest tantalizingly. The Baron's skin was smooth and hot to his fingertips and the desire to taste him directly suddenly overcame Gabriel. Untying the knot that held the sash together around the Baron's waist he felt Friedrich's hands growing bolder, driving him to kiss him again. They locked lips with each other passionately till Gabriel let out a moan of frustration at the knot not coming off as he intended.

"Here now...." the Baron chuckled as he untied the knot himself. "Mmmm, I told you not to pout...." he whispered wantonly before claiming his lover's lips again.

"Well, it seems that poutin' is the best way to get ya to kiss me already....." Gabriel responded between kisses while pushing the suit-vest off Friedrich's broad shoulders. "So many layers....don't think I ever had this much fun unwrapping a pressie...." Gabriel grinned as he opened the buttons of Friedrich's shirt slowly, kissing him after each button. "Ya workin' out?" he asked with a gleam as he brought his lips to his lover's skin. "Just like I thought...." he let his tongue wander over the Baron's chest, getting high on his virile scent and the delicious taste of his skin.

"Thought what?" Friedrich asked as he resumed his delicious stroking of Gabriel's shaft with deft fingers.

"Oh Gawd......I don't think I'll be able to think at all with you doin' that t' me...." Gabriel moaned and began to guide his lover's hands in a faster tempo.

"Doin' what?" Friedrich imitated the Southern drawl he so adored.

"Shut up and keep goin'......" Gabriel drawled and traced his lover's lips with his index finger, daring him to suck it....and so he did. "Mmmmmm, yeah, baby, that's it......" he moaned and repaid him by drawing idle circles on Friedrich's inner thighs till he reached the rock hard rod of his lover. He undid the zipper containing what he craved and began to copy Friedrich's movement and, in a moment of violent desire, he brought his lips to it. Friedrich growled in ecstasy and knelt up on the bed to grant his angel's lips better access.

"Do what you want to me....." the Baron encouraged his chosen one with a gentle nudge and a kiss. He needed no further assurance and let his tongue slide up and down Friedrich's shaft until he accepted him in his lips completely. "Aaaaaahhhhhh!" Friedrich began to pant as he ravished Gabriel's mouth with eager movements of his hips. Thrusting forward he heard Gabriel make little noises of pleasure as he found pleasure in his hot mouth...... Faster and faster they connected and parted again till a flash like a thousands suns exploded before Friedrich's eyes as he reached his climax in his beloved's mouth who was drinking it in eagerly.

"My....Gawd...." Gabriel rasped as Friedrich pulled him up to show him his appreciation with a tender kiss. He felt the Baron's skilled hands resuming to fondle the well of his desire slowly while planting scorching kisses on his chest. Soon his mouth traveled down and, with Gabriel pressing his hips forward, soon enveloped Gabriel's throbbing flesh. Sensing his lover's impatience he gave him more immediately, yet as Gabriel was about to climax into his mouth he released him and resumed the rather slow fondling of his lover's hardness. "Mmmmmrrrr. nah......more......" Gabriel growled much to the Baron's delight.

"Patience, mein Engel.....trust me....." he rasped as he prolonged Gabriel's pleasure with his tantalizing touches. Finally he resumed to pleasure him with his hot lips trailing up and down his lover's scorching flesh until he once more came close to the peak of desire. This time however he accepted him in his hot mouth, to the back of his throat, a contact that sent rushes of fire through Gabriel's veins. Finally his sweet torment was at and end as he came into his lover's mouth with an inhuman groan of pleasure.

Still almost completely dressed they ended up in each others arms, both their heartbeats still racing. Engulfed in each other's warmth they resumed to kiss and stroke each other until the heat of their lovemaking subsided.

"I love you, my angel..." Friedrich admitted for the first time without any pretense. Stroking Gabriel's hair he kept him from answering by kissing his swollen lips tenderly.

"Love ya too, baby," Gabriel responded between kisses and linked his fingers in the back of Friedrich's neck to draw him closer for a deeper kiss. "Mmmmmm, ya sure know how to kiss me, my darlin'...." he whispered. Their lips met again and lingered for as long as they possible could. "How long has it been since I told ya last that you're drivin' me crazy?" he smiled gently.

"Hmmmmmm," Friedrich pretended to think. "It's been way too long, mein Alles......" he finally replied.

"You're drivin' me crazy, baby......" Gabriel drawled while running his fingers along his lover's jaw. "And if ya won't kiss me right this minute, I'll sleep somewhere else t'night!"

Friedrich quickly obliged. "And now, mein Engel, please tell me what causes this shadow of pain to spread over your face when you're asked about your past? Can you tell me now?" he inquired, wrapping his angel in a reassuring embrace.

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Both Grace and Gerde had rested till the afternoon when they resumed their routines. Grace now focused completely on the legend of the Morbach monster but the results were scarce. Once again she read what she had printed out to send to Gabriel along with the Stubbe case.

Was it man or beast? Can the US Air Force be mistaken? The town of Wittlich is said to be the last place in Germany where a werewolf has been killed.

The Legend
The town of Wittlich is said to be the last place in Germany where a werewolf has been killed.
Thomas Johannes Baptist Schwytzer, a deserter from Napoleon’s Army and a veteran of the disaster at Moscow, is fleeing to his homeland in Alsace. With him are a group of Russians, also deserters. While passing by the village of Wittlich, the hungry soldiers spy a farmhouse and decide to take what they want. In the midst of their scavenging they are discovered by the farmer, whom they promptly murder along with his sons.

The farmer's wife, seeing this foul deed lets out a wail and curses Schwitzer.

"From now on at each full moon you will change into a rabid wolf!" she screams in her anguish.

Schwytzer relieves her suffering by crushing her skull.

But the curse works. Gradually a change comes over Schwytzer. He becomes harder, without inhibitions. He robs, rapes, and murders at his pleasure. He soon departs from his fellows who have had enough, and takes up with bandits, and highwaymen. Even these ruffians are appalled at Schwitzer's excesses, so the ex-soldier flees to the sanctuary of the deep forests.

There the tales of a wolf that walks like a man will spread throughout the countryside. At night men and cattle are brutally slaughtered by the beast.

One night Schwytzer spies the beautiful daughter of a local farmer. Her name is Elizabeth Beierle, and in his carnal lust he rapes her.

Days later, while by his campfire in the woods, Schwytzer is discovered by a group of villagers who take him for the werewolf. They give chase and corner the fugitive near the village of Morbach. Promptly dispatching Schwytzer, the villagers bury him at a crossing. There a shrine is erected where a candle will burn continually. As long as the candle is lit, so the legend goes, the werewolf will not return.

Nine months later, a son is born to Elizabeth Beierles, whom she names Martin. To this day the descendants of this bastard child are a respected family in the vicinity of Morbach, and show no sign of the curse of their infamous ancestor, Thomas Johannes Baptist Schwytzer.

That is until 1988.

Morbach US Air Force ammunition depot
One evening a group of air force personnel are returning to their base at Morbach. Passing the old shrine they notice the candle is out. They begin to laugh and joke about this, for all have heard of the legend of the werewolf.

Later, at the base, automatic sirens peal into the night. Someone or something has activated the perimeter fence sensors. While investigating, a security guard spies a large creature, like a wolf, standing on its hind legs. It gazes at the soldier for a moment and then flees, clearing a 3 meter fence with ease.

A police dog is brought to track the beast, but upon arriving at the spot where the werewolf was seen, the canine trembles and howls, refusing to go further.

What was it? Some story made up to frighten new recruits? Or was it really a descendant of Schwitzer transformed into a wolf? You decide!

Regardless of the questions, the candle at the shrine is relit, and the creature has been seen no more.

By Mike Burleson


Has been seen no more till Gabriel entered the picture, Grace thought with a frown.

TO BE CONTINUED