At Leisure Lake the sun is always shining and only a few stray clouds roam the open sky; paradise is the one word that really describes it. This beautiful lake is clean and refreshing, the very best place to swim and fish. Pups are known to play here while older wolves watch at the side, engaged in their own activities.
i'll be your protector __________________________________________ Surely this all could have been avoided, but now they were in too deep and too far gone to pull out. Tiresias had already asked the question he’d been dreading most and it was impossible to not let the truth spill. Lying was something that the prince had been taught was wrong and immoral. A sin. The same way that Tiresias thought homosexuality was obscene, but somehow, he still struggled to see how those two things somehow related or could be considered on par for the evilness they imparted. Everything seemed so much more convoluted then it needed to be, and it made the silver hued hessian want to scream. Cas was frustrated, distracted, and emotionally in the dark about this whole subject. The latent anger that pumped through his veins was starting to boil making it harder and harder for the tempest to think clearly. In these few short moments, everything he’d made of this little secluded life with Tiresias was slipping right out of his paws. With every word and prodding question that emptied out into the air a little more of him slipped away, trying to distance himself from the pain of it. He didn’t and couldn’t unleash whatever rage was building in him. Not on Tiresias. Cas would make whatever excuse it took to keep himself teetering on that blade-thin edge. Even if Cas had ever had half the heart it would have taken to admit what he felt about his kalak counterpart, he wouldn’t have. It wasn’t that he needed Reece to admit it first, because he never would… if he had the capability to love someone like him. And clearly that was not the case, so it justified Cas’ tight-lipped restraint. This did nothing to diminish the pain that throbbed in his heart though, he had seemingly chosen to love someone who would never love him back. And Cas’ wasn’t sure what would hurt more in the long – continuing with Reece in blissful ignorance and Cas pretending or Cas, very inarticulately, spilling out his past and thus leaking out his current predicament. Tiresias was leading the tirade against the ex-prince’s heart but somehow, he still couldn’t bring himself to lash out. It did not matter how much Tiresias dug into his memory or his charade, Cas clung desperately onto that fleeting warmth in his chest. And so lost amongst his own thoughts and reeling emotions he completely missed the transitionary phases in Tiresias. There was no rebuttal between the fractionary moment of part A and part B of this genuine confession. Silence hung between them, like the memory of Merlo somehow had affected Reece. Or was the fact that Castiel had had a previous lover. There were so many ways that Reece could have been taking this that Cas struggled to understand what it was that could have been going through his head. But Merlo was not Tiresias, or vice versa. To Castiel, there was a clear distinction. A straight line that had divided these two males from one another. Like two separate compartments that contained all of the memories for each of them, only one of the boxes was closed, roped off. And the other was wide open and filled with soft glimmering sheets of mementos. Little memories and keepsakes that he had tucked away about Tiresias, like how he had enjoyed the fish, but thought it too difficult for so little meat. Or the day they had played tag on the beach. It was just his way of fighting the inevitable, a way to protect his heart and somehow find happiness when, as much as he did not want to admit, he could not have what he desired most. A sudden rush of nausea hit his stomach at the thought and he looked to Tiresias, not sure if he was going to find comfort or just worsen his symptoms. The other male was shaking his head and had stepped away from him, as if the thought of him was repulsive. Cas wilted further, his ear flattening to his crown. Was it better to know that Tiresias couldn’t be repulsed at the sight of him, not that the picture in his mind would have been a pretty one anyways. A sighed left his lips, dejected. There was nothing else to say, Tiresias had the final word. It was within his power to force Cas to leave, although there wouldn’t have been much of fight. Crystalline irises glanced up and saw the brimming of saltine tears in Tiresias’ eyes and a soft whimper leased itself from his mouth. A sharp pang stabbed at his heart, watching the streaks of hot tears stream. With sudden power Tiresias launched himself at Castiel, who braced for the impact. At the slightest touch of that mahogany robe against his own marbled canvas, all resolve to fight himself dissipated. The prince obviously soften and let himself curl around Tiresias’ tucked crown. His shoulder was wet with those hot tears, but he didn’t care. Cas arched his neck to allow his tongue to place a gentle kiss on Tiresias’s cheek. Cleaning away his tears before letting himself rest against Tiresias. A soft, fluttering moan reverberated from his companion. Castiel’s eyes flicked open letting himself take in the sound. His heightened senses told him what instinct already had, and the soft warmth in his chest, ignited into a fiery passion, but his whole body fell prey to it. His own member enlarging inciting a reciprocal moan. What pushed his own carnal motive was the hot breath of words against his audit, I need you… And I need you now. Tiresias pushed Cas’s head away from his own giving him the space to place gentle kisses against his nape. The silvery titan’s breath hitched in his throat as Tiresias grasped his scruff, their bodies parallel. His breath was quickening and his body begged him to let the other male take him. Merlo had never had the chance, because their love had been different. It was a quiet and calm, but this was Tiresias. And they’re relationship would be anything but steady, it was a fierce and impassioned love. Castiel leaned into Tiresias, a rumbling purr vibrating through his chest. The touch of their skin making it near impossible for him to wait any longer. I am all yours Tiresias… Take me. His voice was deep and breathy, creating a husky baritone sound. They could not fight this any longer. The worry of rejection was fleeting. Castiel let himself rub up against Tiresias again, his tail tracing a line down his spine. His body begging for release from its sexual tension and finally feel Tiresias penetrate him. __________________________________________ i'll be your guardian angel ~ Castiel ~ Brother to Vladimir ~ Lost Heir ~ Bound to Tiresias ~ Alesana ~ |