The Strangest of Wake Up Calls

Luc was never the type to take any initiative to be daring or adventurous. He liked to be simple, direct, and as assertive for the things he was familiar with, or at least he tried to be. But even then there were just some things he wouldn’t even dream of venturing into. As much as he disliked it sometimes, he always followed rules. Rules were there to follow. Etiquette was made to develop respect between each individual in society. That’s right. That’s why he followed them. He was a good law-abiding individual. Plus, it was convenient.

But here he was, managing to sneak in to the locked semi-sunlit room. He didn’t do it for any specific purpose. He really was bored out of his mind and the owner of this room was the only one who would bother to talk to him. Plus, Leona had asked him to wake the occupant of the room for breakfast as he had failed to show up with the others. The brunette had been watching that very occupant of the room with ardent but controlled interest, a sort of longing glinting in his emerald eyes. He loved him. A lot actually.

Responding to that strange feeling welling up within him, he had taken a seat in level of the occupant’s torso on the bed, making a move to brush away the dark hair of the sleeping man from his tranquil face. Perhaps if things were different, Luc would have just slapped him awake, seeing how late in the morning it was already. But the man’s current vulnerable state was just so utterly tempting.

Luc’s principles were failing to stop him... And before the brunette could do anything else, he had pulled his right hand back, cautiously loosening the drawstring acting as a belt for the older man’s cotton pants, delving his fingers right into the article of clothing, and settling gently on the older man’s crotch.

“Mmh...”

The young wind mage almost jumped when he heard the noise escape the man’s lips. He remained still, double checking if the ageless teen was waking. A minute passed. Nothing.

Deciding it was safe to go on he resumed by gently stroking the older man’s crotch with feathering motions. He smirked. It seemed that alone were managing to get a few good responses already. Perhaps the most gratifying was the fact that the older man’s shaft was undoubtedly growing in size under his touch. He didn’t want him to wake up just yet. Not now. It wouldn’t be as fun if he woke up now.

Carefully, Luc pulled his hand away, making the sleeping individual sigh in a disappointed manner once the contact was gone, then climbed onto the bed with practiced stealth before settling himself just by the man’s knees. He pulled the cotton article down carefully, his eyes not leaving the dark-haired man’s face, freeing the now rigid member from its refuge.

Luc had truthfully never tried this with anyone, maybe thought of it in passing as he saw this very same individual at certain times. But it was a rarity. He then took his circlet off seeing as it would probably end up being a liability than anything and tossing it aside to the floor before finally moving forward and lowering his mouth in level with the older man’s shaft. He paused, eyeing the dark-haired teen if any of this had roused him from his slumber. Silently, he sighed in relief and then took a deep breath to brave the... somewhat complicated task at hand. Finally, he took a few gentle licks with his tongue before continuing with the actual act of taking the damned thing completely into his mouth.

Once he felt something very warm wrap around his need, Tir McDohl’s eyes fluttered open, waking from mid-moan. Disoriented, he tried to reach down to defend himself from whatever he thought was ‘attacking’ him, only to come into contact with someone’s head. Tir, in panic, looked down only to realize that his attacker was someone very familiar. His face flushed a deep scarlet, taking note at what the wind mage was doing, before finally managing to speak. “L-Luc!”

Luc stopped suddenly, his mouth still around his crotch, turning his emerald eyes towards him in a casual manner. “Hmmm?”

Tir hissed. Gods... he could have fainted. The vibration from Luc’s throat from that one sound made him shiver with bliss.

“W-What are you...?”

Luc raised himself, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of Tir’s length slightly and on purpose, causing the older man to fall back against the pillows and grit his teeth from the sensation. The brunette took a quick lick at the tip of Tir’s member before moving up to the older man’s face. His lips touched the skin of the dark-haired man’s cheek gently; brushing all the way down to Tir's ear before Luc answered the question with one of his own.

“Did you want me to stop?” he muttered quite sensually to Tir’s ear as his hand stroked his length gently.

Even that voice was enough to cause shivers to run up the older man’s spine. This person was definitely not the same quiet stand-offish young man usually found standing in the Dunan Castle Hall. Maybe it was a dream....?

“Well...?” Luc whispered to him before taking a nip at his ear. “... Do you?”

Tir shuddered.

....A pretty realistic god-damned dream.

With very little deliberation with himself as his lust was easily winning over his voice of reason, or more like beating it senseless with a stick, Tir swallowed deeply before giving the brunette an answer by shaking his head. A chuckle escaped Luc’s mouth and he quickly gave the man beneath him a kiss on the lips before lowering himself back down to give Tir’s erection some much needed attention.

Tir’s right hand clenched tightly around the covers of the bed beneath him while the other ran through Luc’s hair as he raised his hip into the warmth of the younger man’s lips. He revelled at the brunette’s skill, not quite sure if he could ever believe again that the person.... pleasuring him was that same ‘innocent’ yet grumpy kid from 3 years ago. It was not easy... really not easy at all. Not when it felt this good.

Drawing closer to his peak, he bucked his hips slightly to give Luc a small warning that he was close. The wind mage didn’t quite understand, but the sounds of Tir’s occasional whimpers and quite audible moans were enough to tell him that he was at least doing something right.

Reaching the edge, Tir gasped sharply and arched his back as his muscles contracted in his orgasm. Luc on the other hand was caught by surprise and quickly sat up while holding a hand to his mouth as he coughed while his other hand remained stroking Tir’s length, though with very little effort. By the time the brunette recovered, Tir was already sitting up himself and reaching for Luc’s shoulder. He caught him before he could back away and pulled him close, placing a hand on his chin and tilting his head up to face him. In that swift movement, Tir kissed him. From there, their mouths parted, the kiss growing more and more passionate, fierce.

Minutes passed and still they did not part.

“Mm...mmph...!!!” Luc, flustered as he already was, raised his hand and slapped Tir on the back a few times, an obvious sign he wanted him to let go.

The older teen thankfully got the message and let him loose, but only enough that Luc could finally take a breath of air.

“What in the world were you thinking...?” Tir breathed huskily again his lips.

“I was bored...” The wind mage replied in a quiet but out of breath voice before running his hand playfully into the older man’s shirt and nuzzling the crook of his neck. “And they said to wake you...”

“Wake me...?” The former liberation army leader frowned at him. If that was Luc’s way of waking people...

His mind wandered for almost a minute until Luc pushed himself away, fixing his slightly dishevelled robes and picking up the circlet from the floor.

“...What for?”

“Mmh... Food I guess.” Luc replied and moved for the door.

“Oh...” Tir mouthed before reaching around for his bandanna and putting it on. “... What about you...? Did you eat already?”

Luc paused just as he was about to exit the room. He stood there in silence, making Tir blink at him curious. Was that a bad question to ask? Just then, the brunette turned to him with a whimsical smile on his mouth, the usual frown well gone and inexistent.

“I just did.” Luc smirked and shut the door behind him, leaving the ageless army leader sitting in the room quite taken a back, and very much red in the face.