Pahn: *It was late. Really late.... Pahn shook his head a little. He stopped and sat on the stairs. He had been drinking some wine with Viktor... in the first floor of Toran Castle. Now, it was almost midnight. He had to go back up to the fourth floor to the room which he shared with Cleo. Bad thing was, he had lost count of the floors already...* Damn it... *he muttered to himself.* Cleo's gonna kill me for being up this late... whatever...

Luc: *The comely wind-mage stirred a little from where he had been taking his good night's sleep, namely the stone tablet of Destiny. He frowned, wondering what idiot might be walking around at this hour to disturb his slumber. Seeing the familiar large shadow, he stood up and folded his arms.* ...Great example you set as an adult. *He spoke coldly, his tone mocking as usual.* Do you know what time it is?

Pahn: *He raised his head and turned to see who was talking to him.* What the heck...? Oh... it's... /you/. *He took a deep breath, got up and walked to the young mage.* Ah, just... shut up, kid. Go to sleep or something... I know damn well what time it is... //I think...//

Luc: I was asleep until you came along. *He returned with grimace. Smoothing back his slightly disarrayed fine brown hair, he looked up at Pahn with much contempt.* I really hate drunks. They don't care what time they stomp around to disturb other people's sleep. Plus, they stink and talk in slurred fashion.

Pahn: ...What? Oh shut up, you... annoying little... //He had to shake his head again. His vision was a bit blurred...* Ah well... Just go back to sleep now, little boy... I won't be bothering you much longer... *he said with a mocking tone. He just couldn't stand that arrogant mage right now...*

Luc: Who are you to tell me what to do, drunk. *He replied airily, resting his back to the stone tablet. The large fighter was not the type to do anything but just sheeth, so he curled his pretty lips into a smirk.*

Pahn: Hmpth. * //Annoying little bastard. I should just...// He glared at the mage.* Well, I'm older than you, kiddo...! So go back to sleep. *He leaned closer.* And damn you... Wipe that smile off your face before I'll have to do it...

Luc: *He didn't even flinch at the intimidation. Keeping the pretty smirk, he shook his head.* You don't like my smile? I've been told quite the opposite enough times. Besides, can you really make me sleep or not smile? It's my body, not yours.

Pahn: *He grabbed the boy's shoulder.* Ha... Really? Believe me, I can get that smile off your face if I want to... You don't want to mess with me, mage boy... *He was getting more angry now. //Damn with you. I'm too tired - and drunk - to fight with a brat like him. I should knock him unconscious or something... but that wouldn't teach him anything. Well, if this mage kid can be taught something. Hmm... but what if... // His eyes narrowed when he suddenly realized one thing he might be able to do to silence this annoying brat for a while... *

Luc: *He raised an eyebrow, annoyed by Pahn's hand on his body.* Let go, Pahn. I hate being touched. Do you want me to shred you with the wind? *He hissed, green eyes narrowing.*

Pahn: Oooh, really? *He tightened his grip. //"Hate being touched?" Oh yes, it just might work... But what about his magic... But then again... // He smiled evilly. Magicians need time to concentrate on their spells. Just don't give them time, that's all it takes.* So? Go ahead, zap me now.

Luc: *His expression turned cold.* Fine. Don't go whining to Liukan... *He raised his right hand, starting his incantations for a simple Shred magic*

Pahn: *With a quick and simple move, he grabbed his bandana, then forced the mage's hands behind his back and tied them. It was almost strange that he was able to react this quickly, considering that he was drunk. He pressed the mage down on where he had been sleeping, and forced his face down against the pillow. He grinned.* There. Try that spell now?

Luc: Wha... Mmmm!! *He ended up eating his cushion, since Pahn pressed his face upon it harshly. Protesting into the pillow, he kicked back and struggled, but the older man was extremely strong. //Damn, I should have thought of this... Ugh, I hate short-tempered drunks...// He thought in slightly panicked fashion, struggling viciously but to no avail. At least, the blankets beneath him kept him from becoming sore on the stone tiles.*

Pahn: Oh, poor thing... Ah, stop that, you're wasting your energy. *He could keep the mage down with one hand only. He raised the other to hit the boy, but stopped before doing it. //I could just let him struggle some more and then hit him, but I really need to teach him something. Hmpth. He hates to be touched...// He stopped to think for a while, holding the boy down. He looked at the him. //You're young and pretty, too... Just... maybe I could... But that would be going to far, wouldn't it? Naah... he deserves it... All of it.// *

Luc: *He kept on pulling and straining under Pahn, but he was starting to lose his energy. Physical endeavour was never his forte; gasping shallowly, he eventually slumped on the blankets. //No......// He was starting to feel fear, yet he did not want to show it. He just stayed put, defiance visible even in his tiny back.*

Pahn: Giving up? Good... You know, even if you could talk, it would be pretty useless to scream... there's no-one around here. Except me of course... *He smiled. The mage had given up... Now he had him. He could do just about anything. And the thing he was planning to do now... Well, drunk and annoyed or not, he didn't want to hurt anyone. Oh, but... what he was about to do next... it wouldn't hurt. Not at all.*

Luc: * //Me, giving up? ........Ugh...// He just shook his head into the pillow. He was having a hard time breathing, too. He wished that Pahn would just go away and leave him alone. That was what he wanted to begin with, anyway, along with annoying the heck out of the older fighter. He had no idea what Pahn had in store for him, but he hoped that it was nothing too painful.*

Pahn: Now... *He turned the boy around, pushing him down on the cold stone floor. Luc opened his mouth to say something, but the martial artist just smiled at him and covered his mouth with his free hand. He shifted his position a little so he could keep the mage down with his own weight, and looked around. He needed something to cover the boy's mouth, since he would need his hands... //Ah, his clothes are there. Nice organized pile... His belt, too... Good, that should do it.// He reached out and took some of the boy's clothing and the belt. He stuffed the soft cloth into Luc's mouth and tied it with the belt.* Ah, there. Much better, don't you think?

Luc: Mmm...!! *He glared at Pahn, his eyes becoming a bit moist. No one had treated him like this before, and he was frankly afraid and angry at the same time. He tried kicking at Pahn, but that didn't help much provided that he was so efficiently pinned by a professional fist fighter. He didn't gag on his own tunic, but it did silence him very well.*

Pahn: *He gave Luc a warm smile.* Hey, calm down. I'm not gonna hurt you here or anything... I had to tie you just because you'll start casting your spells if I didn't... Well. Now... *He moved his right hand down to work with the mage's pants. He smiled a bit evilly when he pulled the garment down. Luc was scared, he could see it in the boy's eyes... //Good. That means you'll learn something...// *

Luc: Mmmm!!! *He cried out under the gag when he was bared from waist down. He only had a waist-length thin white tunic and loose pants on him, so he was essentially helpless to the probing eyes of Pahn. //What is he going to do...!?// He had an idea what, but he didn't want to think of that. He was too young, right? And Pahn was a man, too. It just couldn't happen...//

Pahn: *He patted Luc's thigh. //Aww, you're so pale. You should go outside from time to time, mage boy. Oh well. Not trembling yet? You will be. If not from fear, then... from pleasure. We'll see if you're still arrogant after I'm finished with you. // He grinned again and leaned down to look at Luc's face.* Now... just relax. It's not gonna hurt... *He moved his hand up, starting to fondle the boy's sex gently. //Ah, let's see what your reaction is...// *

Luc: *His light-colored eyes widened in disgust as Pahn touched his private parts. He kicked up furiously, twisting his lower body, to do anything to get away. However, it was useless just like his previous attempts. Crying out weakly under the gag, he flushed red as his lower abdomen began to collect heat.*

Pahn: *He was actually starting to feel less drunk now. He had a killer headache, but that didn't trouble him much. He know that he would have a much worse one in the morning... He hiked the white tunic up a little, then leaned down to kiss the mage's hips. He stroke the organ carefully, smiling as he could feel something happening.*

Luc: Mmm.....!! *He shook his head, tears rimming his large-set eyes now that he could feel erection tug at his crotch. He was highly conscious of the shape of his own hardening member against Pahn's hand. His breathing turned shallow and fast, not only from fear or panic but also because of jolts running up his spine. He strained and arched, whimpering.*

Pahn: Oh, doesn't it feel nice...? And now, my dear mage boy... *He shifted his position again, moving a little lower. He only needed one hand to hold the green-eyed boy's upper body down. He let go off of the hardened member and ran his other hand along the mage's leg, fondling it. He kissed the hips again, then the milky thigh. Then he grinned, took the tip of the length into his mouth and sucked gently.*

Luc: Ummmm!! Mm... mm... *He cried out piteously, his legs tensing, toes extended. Warmth soon took over his senses, rendering him powerless to the merciless bliss rummaging through his lower body. Even the discomfort of lying on the hard floor dimmed to the sensation. His sex was throbbing and screaming for relief. He shook his head, eyes closed tight. //Ahn... an... n.... I don't want... ahh....// His legs slid over the stone tiles weakly, tensing again as he began to squirt precum into Pahn's mouth.

Pahn: *He suckled the boy's sex, feeling the warmth and the moist on it. His left hand was still holding the slender body down, although that wasn't really necessary. His right hand continued to fondle the soft thighs and the base of the organ. //There. You're trembling now, mage boy. And all I need to do is this... // *

Luc: *He moaned helplessly, his body moving unconsciously in sync with Pahn's suckling. He was unable to do anything but writhe; the man's hand holding him down was meaningless by now. Mewing sorrowfully in defeat, he drew his legs loosely around Pahn's body and pumped into the soft throat.* Mmm.. mm... mm....... *With a graceful arch of his lithe body, he began to release.*

Pahn: *He tasted the first drops of the milky liquid in his mouth and glanced at the boy's face. Luc looked ecstatic. //Oh my... Already? You don't do this very often, do you, mage boy...?// He moved his left hand to fondle the base of the organ, moving his right hand to do something else. He did have some idea about two men having sex... He knew he'd have to prepare his partner before... Well, he was not sure if he was ready to do /that/, but he was not thinking clearly enough... He would do it. He still wanted to teach the boy a lesson. Very carefully, he touched the boy's buttock, searching for something.*

Luc: Mm....... *He lay spent after Pahn suckled him empty. The insistent lips and tongue remained upon his member, one large hand still fondling his sacs and sensitive base. Twitching like a ticklish kitten, he panted shallowly in aftermath of release. When a hand slid between his buttocks, he squirmed nervously and slitted his eyes open. //...What more does he want.......//*

Pahn: *He raised his head and looked the boy's face. The green eyes were open, looking at him. He smiled.* So, did you like it...? Hmmm... Well. Not acting so arrogant anymore, my dear young mage. Feeling helpless, eh? *He patted the mage's knee.* Oh well. I'm not done with you yet... *His hand found what he was looking for. Still being careful, he pushed one finger inside. Lying there between the boy's legs, he had no trouble keeping the pale thighs apart.*

Luc: Mm!! *He arched with a cry, wincing as a thick finger was inserted. His tract tightened instinctively to keep the invader out, but the soft muscles couldn't fight against the strong digit. He had to give way, and Pahn's finger buried itself to its base. //Aaahhhhh....// He began to sob, hating the feel of something solid and hard up his tract.*

Pahn: *He grinned. Luc was so powerless... There was no signs of the usual mocking, self-satisfied magician. All there was left was a helpless young boy who enjoyed being touched, even though he didn't want to admit it. //Hmm. I should probably continue doing this for a while, and then...// He moved his finger slowly, probing the inside of the tract. At the same time, his other hand kept fondling the sensitive parts, knowing that eventually the boy would respond again. Luc was still young... all it would take was touching certain parts of him.*

Luc: *He squirmed over and over, kicking up limply while his legs were still twined about Pahn's body. His movements were clearly that of a bliss-stricken body, weak yet languid and demanding. His head rolled back powerlessly, shoulder-length brown hair scattering. //Ahn... what is this... ahhh... ahhh... my insides...// Feeling his tract beginning to melt softly to envelope Pahn's finger, he breathed out a moan. He was becoming hard again, spilling pearly drops against the man's palm.*

Pahn: *Tenderly, he stroked the half-erect member. The boy squirmed. He was ready... for whatever Pahn had in mind. The dark-haired man leaned down to kiss the boy's chest. He wasn't actually sure what to do next... Then again, he knew exactly what he was supposed to do next. He was aroused by all this, but yet, he was somewhat uncertain. He had never done it with another man. He had talked about these things... a long time ago, back home in Gregminster. With Gremio. The blond manservant had been seeing one of Master Teo's knights, and... they had ended up talking about certain things one night. Thinking about his dead friend made him feel a bit uncomfortable. But still, it was thanks to Gremio that he knew something about this. He looked at the young mage's face again. The boy looked like he was... waiting... //Uh... well. He's still tied... But if I let him go, he'd probably rip me apart with his spells, so...// He kissed the white chest again. Trying to be extremely cautious, he pushed another finger in.*

Luc: *He was loosened senseless, and he took in Pahn's finger easily. Moaning from the increased pressure and the long fingers glazing over his prostate, he shook his head some more. He felt as though all his body was raw nerves. Each brush of warm, dry lips, caress of warm palm and thrust of two fingers made him jolt and squirm from bliss. Despite having released once already, he became fully erect again.*

Pahn: *The young mage was so ready... Ready to be taken. Pahn took a deep breath. Yes, he was ready to take the boy. //Hmm, now... Uh, I actually think I should have some oil or something here, but... Ah well. Oh brothers, I'm really going to... Well, first time for everything...// He continued thrusting his fingers inside Luc, while freeing his own hard member with his other hand.*

Luc: *Mindless from the shock and bliss, he moved to Pahn's fingers inside him. The cooing noise from deep inside his own throat turned him on, the saliva that he couldn't swallow down wetting the gag and his chin. The insistent fingers pressed upon his weak spot so accurately, he kept on pumping into the air, squirting one white droplet after another. His entire lower body began to tremble, ready to release any second now.* Mm...... mmm...

Pahn: *He breathed heavily. Slowly, he withdrew his fingers and thrust in. The tightness around his sex felt odd... It was a whole different thing compared to a woman. He began caressing the mage's sensitive parts again, while moving very carefully.*

Luc: Mmmmmm!!! *He tensed and cried out as he was filled by something harder and longer than the fingers. His relaxed linings took in the length without tearing or even feeling much pain, but he still cringed from the alien sensation. Tears overfilled his eyes yet again, his whole body wracked with sobs and the rising orgasm. Despite the heat and pressure, he was pushed mercilessly to the brink. Yipping softly, he began contracting rhythmically against Pahn's member, himself rock-hard and starting to release.*

Pahn: ...! *He blinked. He had never felt anything like this. It was weird, but in the same time, very exciting... And Luc... he accommodated to his movements. Still half-drunk, he felt a bit guilty. //Darn, I'm... raping him here... even though he likes this.// He glanced around. No-one... No-one around here. No-one knew what he was doing. That was, going a bit too far trying to teach the arrogant mage a lesson. But still... He leaned down and removed the gag. At least he owed the boy that much... //I... should stop this... but... I... can't...!// *

Luc: Aaahnnn... ah... *He gasped out as soon as the cloth was moved out of his mouth. He had been crying out endlessly, and he wasn't about to stop. He wasn't able to. Lime-green eyes half-lidded in bliss and pink lips slack, he kept on orgasming beneath Pahn. Once he had emptied out, he whimpered softly and closed his eyes, just letting the older man thrust into his soft, fluttering body.* Mmm... ahn... *Small sniffling noises and mews mingled, but they didn't add up to that much of a noise.*

Pahn: *He could feel the mage was tired now. But then again, why wouldn't he be? //I... // He blinked and gasped for breath. This all... the stimulation, it was too much. He pressed his lips against Luc's, trying to keep himself quiet as he started to release.*

Luc: *His half-open mouth welcomed the kiss, or at least seemingly did. Warm liquid filled him inside, stripping away the last of his power. He shivered once beneath Pahn and passed out, his expression still tense from the bliss.*

Pahn: *Shivering a bit, he took a deep breath and withdrew from the boy. He sat down on the floor and looked at the young mage, who lay beside him, unconscious. A few minutes passed. //Ugh... Uh. I should... Let's see. First, get dressed. Second, untie him... Third, put him back where he was sleeping and fourth, clean us both a little. Good, sounds logical enough.// He got dressed, untied Luc and tied the bandana it around his own arm. Then he lifted the boy up and put him on the pile of blankets in front of the stone tablet. He took a handkerchief from the organized pile of clothes nearby, and wiped off most of the stains on the boy and himself. He put some of Luc's clothing back on. The boy had marks on his wrists, and a couple of bruises from lying on the cold stone floor. //....// Finally, he got up. It was dark, but he could see the resting young mage clearly enough. //Great. Better go now... I think he learned not to mess with me again... Ack.// He touched his forehead. He still had a headache, which was getting worse. //I'm gonna be so dead... It's over midnight. Either Cleo kills me once I get back to the bedroom, or then this headache kills me... Oh well. If not, then it's the mage boy when he wakes up. He'll surely rip me apart with his magic... Ugh. Well, too late to be sorry... // He shook his head slightly and headed for the stairs.*