Mathias: *He made his way back to his tent, followed by a soldier of their company. He had bandages on his side, but those were covered with his cloak. He held a stern, calm expression, and he had refused to be helped by anyone. It would have affected the morale of the men if they had noticed one of the commanders was injured. //Not much of an injury in the first place. Leon overreacted when he insisted that I'd see a healer.// He nodded to a couple of soldiers, then excused the guard who had been following him and entered his tent. //Some rest could be nice, though.// He sighed silently and sat down by a table covered with maps.*

Leon: *Another day spent worrying. Not about the battle's outcome or even his own life. But about Mathias. He had told him to have his wound tended to, but was not certain whether his friend would take his advice. So often he did not, and it bothered the young knight. He followed his friend into the tent, intent on finding out whether or not he had heeded him. //I really hope you listened to me this time, Mathias. For both our sakes.//*

Mathias: *He idly studied the largest map on the table, his mind already back in battle details although he was supposed to be resting. He couldn't rest, not when he knew he had forgotten very minor little detail and it had nearly cost him his life in the battle today. //Correction, it caused me to suffer a minor injury.// He frowned slightly but then sighed again, knowing well that had Leon not been there it would have been more than just a wound... //...?// He raised his head when someone entered.* ....Leon.

Leon: Mathias? How are you, how is your wound? *He cocked his head to the side a bit, trying to eye the bandages peeking out from under his friend's cloak. The dark-haired man noticed this and pulled the cloak tighter, trying to conceal the wound. He saw no real need for Leon to stare at it, and fill his head with even more nonsensical notions and worry. With this, the blond stepped forward, shifting his glance upwards to meet his friend's eyes.*

Mathias: Nothing to worry about. *He said as he hid the bandages from the sight with his cloak. He knew there was some blood on them, and Leon certainly did not need to see it. He wasn't bleeding anymore anyway; it had been just a minor scratch. //Which could have been something fatal had Leon not...// He lowered his face, scolding himself. An error in his tactics. It would not happen again.* The healer said I just need to rest. Are the men worried about me? I'm hoping most of them haven't heard about this at all.

Leon: *The blond sighed. //Same old Mathias.// He wondered what was going through his mind at this moment, for he seemed quite preoccupied. Of course, he had just been wounded, and that likely accounted for much of it. But, he seemed distant, like he was trying to sort something out within himself. Leon wished he would tell him what that something was, even though he did not expect him to be forthcoming.* The men...some of them, a few of them saw what happened. I haven't said anything of it to anyone, if that's what you mean. *Leon stepped forward again, bringing him even closer to the dark-haired knight. He offered a weary smile, and put one hand on his friend's shoulder.* But you need not concern yourself with that now. You should just rest.

Mathias: I am resting. *He smiled a little as he raised his face to look at his friend. Leon was worried, of course. It was only natural, considering how close they were.* And in that case I hope they also saw me alive and well just now. Any rumors of me being injured would cause unrest among the men, and lower the morale. *He paused and raised his hand, placing it over Leon's.* I would thank you for saving me, but I suppose that's unnecessary. You'll just say it was your duty, hm?

Leon: *The feeling of his friend's hand over his was a pleasant one. He wanted to keep his hand there as long as he could, but realized that this would become awkward before long. So, he just smiled back.* You would be right. I would say that. You know me well.

Mathias: *He nodded, smirking to himself. It was so easy to get the blond knight to listen to him - and distract him from any subjects he might have not wanted to talk about, like his injury.* Of course. *He then turned to look towards the map, planning on distracting his friend a little further.* How is the company in general? I didn't get the chance to hear all the reports yet, but it appears we didn't lose too many men.

Leon: No, what you have heard seems to be accurate. We lost some men, but not enough to be terribly concerned about. Though, any loss is to be lamented. But, all things considered, the company fared rather well. *Leon raised his voice a little, trying to recapture his friend's attention, which appeared to him to be fleeting. //You will talk to me, Mathias. You will tell me what's bothering you.//* And I'm sure that when you are seen out and about after resting, any lost morale will be restored.

Mathias: True. I'll be fine by tomorrow morning. *He smiled slightly, looking at his friend's face. Leon was too easy to read, though - the younger man wanted something and wasn't about to leave anytime soon. //I do not need to concern you with my failed tactics, Leon. It was my mistake and had you not been there to dispose of those attempting the sneak attack I might be dead. Such mistakes cannot be afforded.// He pointed at the map in an attempt too catch Leon's attention.* All we need to do now is rest for a couple of days and then finish this battle. That should show them why this company is considered to be invincible. Well... *He paused, then stood slowly.* I think I'll try getting some sleep then. Good night, Leon. *He turned abruptly - his first mistake while Leon was present. He froze, raised his hand to his side and gritted his teeth in pain.*

Leon: *The blond's eyes widened, and he took a couple more quick steps closer to the dark-haired man.* Mathias?! Please, is there something I can do to help you? Anything? *Leon reached toward his friend, his hands hovering idly in the air. He simply did not know what to do with them, for fear of further hurting or perhaps even angering Mathias if he touched him. Still, he remained there, waiting for a reply of any kind. Hearing his friend's pained breaths made him grow more worried.*

Mathias: I, uh... *He shook his head, then took a careful step forward. //Damn this... Fine, since I can't avoid it, might just as well.// He turned to look at Leon and nodded slightly.* Just the injury. It's not that bad, but... I would appreciate if you helped me to the bed. *He took Leon's hand, deciding that getting some help wasn't such a bad idea after all. He had not, after all, stopped to try and figure out how to undress in his current state.*

Leon: Of course, of course! *Upon having Mathias take his hand, Leon hurried to his side and placed an arm around him, providing him with support as they edged toward the bed. They walked slowly. Leon made sure that they did, half-worrying that his friend may break if he were too hasty with him. //Finally, you're seeking my help. Maybe now you'll tell me what's on your mind.// They stopped just in front of the bed, and Leon pulled back the blankets strewn upon it.* There now.

Mathias: As I said, I'm fine, I just... *He removed the cloak slowly and placed it on a chair near the bed, then sat down. His clothes were torn where the attack had hit him, and the bandages over his side were clearly visible. //Well he saw them now. No use trying to hide it.// He looked at Leon and smiled again.* I think I could use some help undressing though. I have to admit I feel a bit useless at the moment...

Leon: *Eyes still on the bandages, the blond nodded softly. His friend's words were dull in his ears at this moment, as his attention was captivated by the wound and the torn clothing around it. It was only after a few seconds had passed that his friend's request had registered in his mind. //He needs me to undress him. Yes.//* Yes, of course. I mean, of course I'll help you. *He thought he could feel his cheeks warm suddenly and wondered if they were darkening. //You've got more important things to worry about now.// He moved closer to Mathias, preparing to aid him in his request.*

Mathias: *As Leon helped him undress he came into the conclusion that he couldn't have done it alone. Getting his shirt off was somewhat painful, and he reminded himself to thank the healer the next day for the herb tea he had been given for the pain. //That about using my left hand too well for a few days.// He leaned back a little as Leon knelt to remove his boots and smiled a little mischievously.* I apologize, Leon. I didn't mean to worry you, and certainly don't want to end up being a burden. Also... I'm afraid we might not be able to warm each other tonight.

Leon: *The blond knight paused, and looked up at his friend's devious eyes. //Did he just...?// Leon certainly did feel himself blush at this remark, but resolved to helping his friend so that he could seek some rest. He continued removing the boots and remaining clothing.* Well, you're certainly not a burden. I know you would do the same for me. *Leon tried to appear as if his friend's last few words did not phase him. He had heard that kind of talk from him before, but he wondered why he would even bring it up at a time like this, when he was this vulnerable. Weakened. He also knew, however, that when Mathias had something in mind, he would make it so. No matter what his condition.*

Mathias: *He laughed when he saw the blond knight blush. Leon was certainly easy to talk into... anything. He smirked as he lay down, feeling a lot more relaxed now.* That is true, of course. If you were in my position and there was something I could do for you, I'd gladly do it. *He closed his eyes, shivering a little. The tent sure wasn't too warm, and the blankets he had were all needed during the night.* Much better. Thank you, Leon. I guess I really could use some rest... Unless you do feel like staying to warm me a little. *He added with a half-smile. The sin which he was referring to wasn't certainly one of the most important things in his mind, but then again, Leon still seemed curious about something and using said sin as a distraction had proved to work before.*

Leon: Uh...*He couldn't repress a nervous smile of his own, and looked around the room anxiously. //Damnit Mathias, why are you being so difficult? But if it takes spending some time with you here, to get the truth out of you, then I suppose that it's worth it.//* Alright, what are you up to? I'll stay here...for a bit. But only for a bit. You need to rest up. *Leon leaned over the bed, over his friend, and smiled. //What do you have planned?//*

Mathias: *He opened his eyes and studied the younger man, convinced now that Leon wanted to know something. However, the blond knight also appeared to be worried enough of him, and maybe he could just convince him that he was too tired and needed sleep... //Worth a try. It might be that he's going to continue stalking me tomorrow though.// He nodded to the younger man.* Ah, it's fine. Maybe you should just go get some rest, too...

Leon: What's this? First you wanted me to stay, and now you want me gone? *Leon took a hand and brushed stray strands of his friend's dark hair out of his face. How beautiful he looked there, how perfectly serene, even though he lay wounded. He did not want to leave, and would not leave. Even if he had to forget about getting him to open up, he would stay by his side. He would watch over him.* I'm staying here. I'm not sure that I should leave you alone, anyway. *He grinned and shook his head.* Not in your condition.

Mathias: You don't have to... *He began but then interrupted himself. His earlier guess had been correct - Leon wanted something and certainly wasn't going to leave him alone until he got what he was after. //Always the same stubborn man.// The mischievous smile returned then as he watched Leon stand there, looking so determined.* All right. Get your clothes off, then. You're not lying down next to me with all that armor on.

Leon: *He blinked, pausing briefly. He knew Mathias had something in mind. //And as usual, you managed to get your way.// The blond slowly worked with his own clothes, loosening his armor and letting it fall to the ground. He felt a bit silly undressing in front of his friend, just like that. But he shook it off and continued, flashing Mathias a smirk.* Are you sure about this? You won't pass out or anything on me, will you?

Mathias: You should know me better. I can't afford that. *He watched Leon, his gaze following the younger man's every move. Leon was such an amazing sight, and he liked watching him, although he had never told the blond knight that and wasn't planning on telling. Their sin was enough as is, and he rather stayed in denial of the fact that he admired Leon's body so much.* Besides, I'm only wounded on my left side. Everything else... should be perfectly fine. *He shifted on the bed a little and moved the blankets to the side* Come here, then.

Leon: Well then, if you're sure. *The blond grinned and moved onto the bed gently, keeping his eyes on his friend. He found it impossible not to, particularly when he wore such impish expressions, ones that played over his handsome features nicely. He lay next to Mathias in the bed, anxious, excited, and impatient. Leon wanted to touch him, to kiss him, but struggled to bring himself to do it. Perhaps a lingering fear of hurting his partner was responsible. So, he just lay beside him, enjoying the shared warmth.*

Mathias: *He drew Leon closer carefully, frowning just slightly as he felt slight pain when moving his left hand. It didn't matter; Leon was warm, and that's all he could have wished for right now. He pulled the blankets around them both, then just lay there for a while, feeling comfortable. //Maybe you will stop that worrying now, Leon. I sure hope you do.// He traced the younger man's body with his fingers and closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of the blond's skin under his touch.*

Leon: *He noticed his friend's eyes twitch a bit when he moved his left hand. The pain might become too great, and Leon was mindful of this. But as the dark-haired knight's fingers glided over his skin, he felt lost in a wave of delightful shudders. That touch - he longed for it. So simple it was, and yet, so powerful.* Mathias... *He whispered and closed his eyes, drawing shallow breaths. He could remain here like this forever, God and life willing, of course. But as he knew neither would allow, he had to savor these times, each and every time. He had to savor the sin. The blond moved slightly in the bed, freeing a hand to brush it across the other man's cheek and along his neck.*

Mathias: ...So warm... *He muttered, opening his eyes to look at Leon. The younger man's touch felt so good after today's battle, and for a moment he just wanted to stay there, hold Leon and thank God for the fact that they were both still alive. //I suppose I should, not that God would really approve what we're doing now...// A sigh escaped from his lips, and he turned to his back and pulled Leon to lie on top of him to be able to caress him without having to worry about his side all the time.*

Leon: *He worried about how much such a sudden action might pain his friend, but he quickly put it out of his mind. He gave a silly smile, and closed his eyes again. He was on top of him now, and as much as that excited him, it unnecessarily embarrassed him also. But he would not let that stop him from enjoying this. //Mathias...//*

Mathias: *He smiled back at his friend while tracing Leon's back with both hands. His side still hurt when moving his left hand too much, but that was getting irrelevant. What they were doing would, while distracting the blond knight from getting too curious about things, surely serve as a distraction from the pain.* This okay...? *He whispered, not that asking was really necessary. With their current position, he could certainly feel that Leon was enjoying his touch.*

Leon: Yes...of course. *He sighed and opened his eyes. //You're so difficult, always so difficult. But God knows, I'll never tire of you.// Leon lowered his head, lingering just above his friend's face.* Don't stop. *With that low whisper, he leaned in further and pressed his lips to his partner's. A gentle, sensual kiss. One he had been desiring from him for a while now.*

Mathias: *The warm, gentle kiss stole his breath for a moment; he then responded eagerly. He moved his left hand upwards and buried his fingers into Leon's soft blond hair, caressing him gently and pulling him closer for a deeper, more passionate kiss. //May God forgive us, Leon. I want you.// He continued fondling the younger man's skin with his right hand, slowly moving down the blond knight's back, encouraged by Leon's words.*

Leon: *He loved the way Mathias had deepened their kiss. He loved the way their lips were playing on each other's, how his friend's touch on his skin made him shudder even still. //Don't stop, Mathias. Ever.// He could feel his body responding to it all, and increasingly desired to act on it. He worked his lips more determinedly, hoping to let his lover know what he was looking forward to.*

Mathias: *He closed his eyes just to be able to feel Leon close. He loved the warmth of the younger man's skin against his, the gentleness of their passionate kisses - heavens, he loved everything about Leon. //Wrong as it may be...// He discarded the thoughts; now was surely not the time to think about ethics. His fingertips worked on his friend's skin as he moved his hand down a little more, caressing the blond knight's side and then slipping his fingers between their bodies. He grinned in his mind when his hand found the younger man's erection.*

Leon: *The blond squirmed a bit when he felt his friend's hand on him. This was what he wanted, was what he was waiting for. He tried not to break their kiss, but it was just so difficult. His pleasure surged as he felt the other man's fingers on him, and he wanted to cry out.*

Mathias: ...Leon... *He whispered between their kisses. He had mostly forgotten about today's events by now, and thanks to Leon he had also managed to forget about whatever had been bothering him before. The battles, his injury - everything was unimportant for this moment. All that mattered was having Leon in his arms. He fondled the younger man gently but skillfully while they kissed deeply.*

Leon: *He was surprised that Mathias was able to move this way without showing obvious signs of pain. He supposed he had grown used to concealing such pain from him over the years, as he knew it made him worry. Nevertheless, though, Leon continued to enjoy the active sin. With one hand, he caressed his friend's chest and shoulders as they kissed. He placed the other on his lover's hand, the one stroking him, and let slip a soft moan.*

Mathias: *Hearing the younger man's voice pleased him greatly, and he continued his caresses on a little faster pace. They both needed it and wanted it, and he wanted to take Leon already, to feel his body against his and... //Dammit.// He caught himself before getting too excited and forgetting about basic things that were needed. //Sure ruins the mood, but can't be helped.// He broke the kiss and looked at his friend's face.* ...Leon... the oil... *He nodded towards a bag lying on the ground not too far from the bed; his personal belongings, where he also hid certain items.*

Leon: *The blond paused before moving up off of his friend to retrieve the oil.* Oh, yes. Can't go without that. *He smirked as he picked up the bag and moved back over the bed. Opening it, he began to search through it, pushing aside various odds and ends, many of which he had never seen before, had never known that Mathias even possessed. But quick hands snatched the bag from him shortly thereafter.*

Mathias: It's right here. *He picked a small bottle from the bag then put it away. There was no need for Leon to start wondering what else he was carrying with him, and besides, now was not the time for that.* I apologize for that. Should kept this in hand... *He pulled his friend back into his arms and kissed him shortly. He smiled as he opened the bottle and rubbed some of the contents on the fingers of his right hand.* Lie down and relax?

Leon: *He knew he should not have started rummaging like that, but curiosity tended to get the better of him, in so many rather inappropriate situations. Mathias often mocked this unfortunate quality of his, but he always just shrugged it off. //Better to be curious than oblivious, anyway.//* Of course I will. *The blond smirked again, his heart beating to the speed of anticipation. How long had it been since their last sin? He did not know, but it mattered not now. He moved back down onto the bed, trying to hide his eagerness by slowing his movements. But he doubted that he fooled Mathias. He knew him too well for that.*

Mathias: *He laughed softly and shook his head. Leon was doing pitiful work at trying to act calm. //Eager to be touched aren't you my dear friend.// He moved to sit on the bed, taking care not to move to quickly to avoid hurting himself. //Wonder how I'm supposed to get this done anyway... Ah well, by then I'll be too busy to worry about my side.// He smirked and pushed Leon's legs apart carefully, then slipped his hand between the younger man's thighs.* This might hurt a bit. *He stated the obvious, not that either of them really cared. He moved his hand until his fingers found their target, and he carefully pushed one finger inside of the blond knight.*

Leon: *As his friend slipped a finger inside him, his body stiffened, tiny twinges of pain traveling up his spine. However, he had learned long ago to ignore them, fixing his attention instead on the pleasure ahead.* Mathias... *A faint whisper had fled his lips, and he did not know quite why. After all, these were just the preparations. But as it was rather hushed, he hoped that his friend did not hear. He waited, as patiently as he could feign, for the dark-haired knight to finish.*

Mathias: *He spread the oil carefully with his fingers then slipped another finger into the younger man. He slowly caressed Leon's thighs with his left hand, smiling slightly as he felt the blond tense under his touch. //Just a little more.// He continued the preparations, not that much more was needed; now he was just teasing his friend, enjoying how Leon squirmed in his hands.* Ready yet? *He asked with a low, somewhat mischievous voice. He didn't wait for an answer though but pressed his fingers deeper, just to see if Leon would manage to answer.*

Leon: Aahhh... *Tensing more as the second finger entered him, he nodded softly in reply, as no more words would rise from his throat. He looked at his friend, again taking time to admire his beauty. //That fire behind your eyes, when you at me like this... Don't stop.// He squirmed more, and let a few more low moans escape. //I'm ready.//*

Mathias: I'll take that as a yes. *He grinned, admiring the blond knight's body as Leon moved under his touch. The preparations were finished, but he continued anyway, pleased to hear the younger man's moans. //Beautiful. Such body would draw any man into sin... However, you're mine.// He leaned in to place a long, passionate kiss on his friend's lips as he continued to caress him. He enjoyed this quite a lot and didn't want to stop just yet, although his body was starting to protest. He ignored it; he'd get to that soon.*

Leon: *His lips moved on his lover's, slowly yet forcefully. The blond knight reached up, and ran one hand through his friend's dark hair, caressing his head. Mathias had paused briefly, likely because of a sudden twinge of pain. Leon had forgotten about his wound in the midst of all this, but what could he do now? Stopping to check on him now would surely do well to anger him, not to mention completely ruin the mood and moment. So, he just continued to enjoy this, telling himself not to worry. He writhed upwards, to meet his lover's touch and kiss, to bury his fingers deeper within him.*

Mathias: *He withdrew his fingers cautiously, drawing his hand over the younger man's erection teasingly as he moved away for just a moment. He then reached for the small bottle of oil again and added some of it on his own sex.* Relax now... *He shifted to lie on top of his friend, wincing a little as his side reminded him that he should have thought twice about doing this. //Too late for that. I need you, now.// He pushed Leon's thighs apart and lifted him up by the waist, then paused to look at his friend's face and smiled to him before pressing into him.*

Leon: Uh..nnn... *The moment that the dark-haired knight entered him he wanted to cry out. Of course, not yet as a cry for release, but a cry of happiness. This is what he had desired, was what made the horrors of war and death around him fade from memory. Mathias was his bringer of both solace and inner madness, lustful insanity. Sin. But he desired it all. He desired him. And he let him know this. He grinned up at his lover, broadly and deviously.*

Mathias: Heavens, Leon... *He mumbled, then took a deep breath before starting to move slowly. He felt pain on his left side again, but he was beyond caring. They both needed it; it was an escape from the neverending battles around them and the lack of safety of their homes. He smiled back at Leon as he thrust into the knight, soon forgetting about being careful or slow. The passion burned his body and he closed his eyes, not caring about the rest of the world at the moment.*

Leon: Mathias...please... *While he knew those words had slipped from his lips meekly, he was not sure why or what he had meant by them. He had his friend inside him, and he was meeting his thrusts as he writhed upwards. He had what he wanted. But, still, he asked him for more. Maybe he wanted him to simply bury himself faster and deeper within him, to feed their passion, their hunger as it rapidly grew. Yes. That was it. //I know you're in pain, Mathias. I know this, and I feel guilty for spurring you like this. But, I can't help it.// Leon placed his hands on his friend's back, holding him and trying to pull him in deeper.*

Mathias: *He responded to Leon's pleading by quickening his pace, eager to satisfy his friend. He needed it just as much as the younger knight and moved his body to meet Leon's, a sigh of pleasure escaping from his lips. The blond knight's voice begging him for more made him want to continue this forever, until they would both pass out from the bliss. //...Damn it. Anyone could hear us...// He scolded himself for a moment then grabbed Leon by the hair and drew his head up for a deep kiss.*

Leon: *Mathias had answered his desires. Even though it likely pained him further to do so. He was grateful, and wished to sound his appreciation. But as his lips parted, his friend had pulled him up, bringing them together for yet another kiss. Leon did not argue, as his moans were lost within this. His hands moved along his lover's back, drawing up and down, and massaging the skin. //I could stay like this, with you, forever. If only He would allow it.//*

Mathias: *The younger man's touch felt so good, and the warmth of their bodies entangled together made him want more. He sometimes wanted Leon just for himself, not that it had been possible in their society. He kissed the blond knight deeply, making sure he would stay quiet. //So... warm...// He slipped his hand between their bodies and wrapped his fingers around Leon's sex, stroking his skillfully.*

Leon: *The sudden caress made him open his eyes amid the kiss. The drifting of those slender fingers along his skin made him groan and twist under his friend's weight. //You always were so good with your hands.// However, even as Mathias did his best to keep him silent, he knew his release would not be. //Mathias...I'll try to bite my tongue, but...// The rushing pleasure was building quickly, hastened by the dark-haired knight's stroking and thrusting.*

Mathias: *He felt Leon moving under him and continued his caresses, quite lost in the pleasure of the act. He pressed into the younger man again and again, and he realized controlling himself was becoming difficult. He couldn't afford losing control, though, not here and not today. //...Leon...// He kissed the blond passionately, but his gaze studied Leon's face, and he then suddenly broke the kiss and slapped his hand over his friend's mouth.*

Leon: *He knew that Mathias recognized his expressions. After all, this particular situation was not new. And Mathias was observant, a very quick learner indeed. Leon heaved a moan into his friend's palm, but even as he was muted, he struggled beneath his lover. He rather liked having Mathias so worried about being discovered like this, but as his mouth was covered, he could not laugh. So, he decided to how him instead. His eyes playfully narrowed, the blond reached up and teased his friend, his fingers playing over his nipples and about his stomach. //Since you won't let me cry your name...//.*

Mathias: Leon. *He frowned as he looked into the younger man's eyes. He stopped moving for a moment, knowing well it was painful to both of them, but he had no choice.* Would you please not test my control? We'll be condemned to Hell if anyone finds us like this! *His voice came out as a steady whisper, more annoyed than he was aiming for but he couldn't help it. Leon's touch was driving him over the edge, and if that happened it didn't matter if he managed to keep Leon quiet; if he was unable to silence himself... //God, I can't take it.// He resumed his movements on that moment and bit his lip, cursing his friend in his mind.*

Leon: *He wasn't sure what made him so bold. Just a little while earlier, he was the one wearing the frowns, offering heavy sighs. But being with Mathias dissolved his apprehensions. He could breathe freely with him, so to speak. And as he was a naturally curious individual, he often took chances, on the battlefield and in bed. But he knew his friend was truly worried now, worried for both of their souls. //It'll be okay, Mathias. I promise.// With a single swift motion, Leon placed his other hand on his friend's mouth. The blond smiled underneath his friend's hand, which remained clamped over his lips. There they were, each silencing the other, eyes locked, with sweat beads on each forehead.*

Mathias: *He stared into Leon's eyes, somewhat surprised, but then just decided to go with it. It wasn't like he didn't need to be silenced; he feared he might have cried out by the time they would be done. //However, don't think you'll get away with this. I'll get back to you on this... someday.// He closed his eyes for a moment then concentrated on staring into his friend's blue eyes while he continued thrusting into him, too close to climax now to think too clearly anymore. He kept his hand firmly over the younger man's lips while his other hand worked on Leon's erection, determined to make the blond release first.*

Leon: *He was still grinning under his friend's hand, and he was certain that his eyes alone told everything. Still though, he knew Mathias was genuinely annoyed with him, imagining that under his hand were gritting teeth and a weary frown. Indeed, he had noticed his eyes flash strangely, a flash that usually signaled dark thoughts. //Mathias, I know you're frustrated. But, just a little more...// While this bothered him, he was far too busy dealing with the caresses and thrusts of his lover, and his mind was lost amidst it all. He could feel himself about to spill out in spite of how much he wanted to hold back, at least until Mathias did. But, his body quaked; it was becoming so difficult to repress his release.*

Mathias: *It was getting way too hard for him to control himself anymore; actually, he found that his body was not cooperating with his mind anymore, too lost in the passion. At least he didn't have to worry about it too much. He calculated that Leon was even less in control by now. //Need to have you... Want you!// He fixed his gaze deep into Leon's eyes as they continued, and he gritted his teeth, feeling out of breath. He couldn't continue much longer; his side was aching, but he would not give up, not just yet.*

Leon: *The blond could see the desperation in his friend's eyes, and found himself weakened by it. He wanted to hold out longer, but his body refused. The tides of passion had risen and now, it was time for them to fall. With a sharp cry into his lover's hand, he writhed and released. //Mathias...// Afterward, his body fell limply onto the bed below, his energy spent and his breath only now beginning to return.*

Mathias: *As much as he would have wanted to wait until he was sure Leon had enjoyed it, it took only a few seconds after he felt his friend's release that his body couldn't take it any longer. He bit his lip and mumbled something against the younger man's palm as he came as well, and he then closed his eyes and fell on top of the blond. He stayed still for a short moment then moved away and lay down next to his friend. He felt completely exhausted, but he would only stay there for a moment before he would have to get up and clean them both. But for now, he laid there, ignoring the sharp pain from his aching side. He smiled as he watched the younger man and reached to caress his hair. For just a few minutes, he would have his eternity by Leon's side.*