WORRLGENHALL (60 page)

“
I never wish to go another morning without waking looking into your eyes,” Ovfren said when looked at him.

After kissing him tenderly, Ogorec got out of bed to shave and dress.

“Do they leave this day?” Ovfren questioned, as he sat up.

“
Yes” Ogorec answered, “I must ride with Lord Baric to see them off.”

Ovfren plopped down onto the bed, but said n
othing as he thought of Belon riding with them and him seeing him off as well, and when Ogorec looked over at him, knew what he was thinking.

“
As soon as I am free,” he said, and went to him; then sat beside him and put his hand on Ovfren’s thigh, “I will come back, and we will spend our day only with each other.”

“
Are you saddened to see Belon go?”

“
I am not saddened,” Ogorec’s truth, as he moved his hand from his thigh to under his chin, “I wish him well and pray he finds his true love and makes them his all, as I have done with mine.”

Ogorec leaned in for another kiss, and after he stood to begin dressing, Ovfren got out of bed to help him, but while he shaved him, Ovfren began tenderly kissing him.

“Keep such up,” Ogorec warned playfully, yet always aroused by his kisses, “And I will have you back in bed and be inside you.”

“
Soon enough,” Ovfren said pleased, “But now you have matters to tend.”

After he washed and dressed, looking well groomed as always, Ovfren gushed over him.

“So desirable you are and your devotion is to only me,” he said proudly.

“
I am well yours,” Ogorec happily agreed, “And shall be always.”

“
Do not tarry long,” an awestruck Ovfren encouraged, “I long to be alone with you more.”

“
And I shall,” Ogorec said, repeating some of Ovfren’s words, “After I tend this matter, alone we shall be again.”

“
I will wash up and be waiting,” Ovfren promised, eagerly looking forward to them not hiding their love after so long.

About to walk out the door, Ogorec turned.

“Speak them,” he said, as he stood waiting.

Ovfren walked closer. “
I am in love.”

Tenderly, he kissed Ovfren and left, and as he sat beside Baric on his horse watching all pass, when Belon and Aderac rode by, Ogorec nodded goodbye to Belon, who returned the nod.

Patiently, all waited until the long trail of wagons and men who rode behind King Hurus disappeared down the road, then after Baric was inside WorrlgenHall and had no more need for him, Ogorec hurried to Ovfren.

**

Not long into the journey back to Ivodgald, when all camped for the night, as Belon sat around observing how those around him looked, he sighed when he finally made his decision.

His appearance different from theirs, although, he didn
’t care what they thought of him, he decided to blend in, and while most slept, after another deep sigh before he did it, used his knife to cut his hair very short, and shave the hair off the sides of his cheeks to only his mouth and lower chin.

That morning after all rose again and packed to begin riding again, the first thing Aderac d
id every morning before doing anything else, which was find Belon to greet him good morning, after riding around searching for him, when he didn’t see him anywhere, he fretted.

“
Where is Belon? I cannot find Belon. Have any seen him?” he repeatedly began to ask, fearful he had changed his mind and returned to WorrlgenHall, because no one knew.

Just as he was about to go to his grandfather to tell him he was riding back to WorrlgenHall, he stopped when several guards immediately rode out to head off a stran
ger boldly riding towards the camp.

As they rode to him, when they got close enough to notice who it was, almost to the point of not recognizing him because with short hair, its hue became darker and he no longer had a beard, the guards stopped and stared
surprised for a moment before they turned around.

When Belon rode in behind them, as soon as Aderac saw him, stunned by how he changed his appearance, again, he gaped and turned his body so quickly to look at him again, he almost fell off his horse.

“He looks as if he saw a vision,” King Hurus commented to Gueden before he burst into laughter, while Aderac positioned himself correctly on his horse again, and after he did, he looked at them annoyed and rode off.

Unable to do most anything without glancing
over to Belon or just blatantly staring at him and smiling wide when he looked back, already Aderac thought of Belon as beyond handsome, but now shaved and his hair short with a darker hue, he was beguiled even more and longed to be with him so badly his body ached.

As more days passed until now journeying close to a full moon, his will at first to try to make it back to Ivodgald before embracing with Belon, Aderac again succumbed to his desire and decided the next time he saw him ride out, to follow him.

Not having to wait long, when Belon rode out, Aderac waited for a short while, then quietly began to follow, and when the guards started to follow him, he sent them back.

When Belon heard someone behind him and turned noticing it was Aderac looking for him
, he got off his horse and waited for him near dense trees; then when he got close enough, he leaned against one and whistled to get his attention.

“
I wondered when you would follow me,” he casually commented, but deep within, when he rode out he had hoped Aderac would eventually follow.

“
My will was to wait until back at Ivodgald,” Aderac admitted, as he walked closer to Belon, “ But when I saw how you look with your red hair short and your full beard gone, I knew I could not wait that long to be with you again, my handsome Belon.”

Pleased with the loving way Aderac always spoke to him, Belon smiled when he met him halfway.

“If you speak to me always just as you do now,” he confessed, taking in deeply every word of affection he spoke, as his name lovingly rolled off his tongue, “I could begin to love you.”

“
I long for words from you of love,” Aderac confessed, always imagining what he would say back once he heard them, “Just as I long for the whispers you speak behind my ear while you thrust inside me.”

“
Then come to me,” Belon said, and began to undress, “And hear those whispers.”

Unable to quell his strong desire to be with Belon until they got back to Ivodgald, always when Belon rode out, Aderac rode out to find him, and as Belon became familiar with th
e feel of being inside Aderac, Aderac asked for the same.

“
I long to feel you Belon, just as how you feel me,” Aderac expressed while they kissed, “I have not been inside you and it would please me greatly.”

Belon sighed; then stopped kissing him.

“I do want to please you Aderac,” he admitted, and rubbed his groin against him, which melted Aderac like an icicle in the sun, “But not late into the night in the dark in the middle of nowhere. When we are there, prepare a place for only us that we may enjoy each other alone as long and passionate as we want, and you will know how it feels to be inside me.”

“
Yes Belon, yes,” Aderac readily agreed, “I will do such.”

“
Should we part with only kisses this night?” Belon asked, feigning indifference, yet his manhood was so rigid and full from wanting him he felt it would burst.

“
Such words from your tongue,” Aderac shook his head knowing when he touched him it was the last thing he really wanted to do, “I can feel how unbending you are. Be inside me, and leave me full.”

Kissing again, Belon unloosened Aderac
’s pants, then his own causing both men’s pants to rest at their feet; then after pulling his lips away, Aderac turned and bent over, as Belon got behind him and whispered into his ear as he moved inside him.

After B
elon pleasured himself, out of breath, he clung to Aderac while his body shook and flooded into him; then once the flooding ceased, turned him around, and when Aderac looked up at him and into his eyes love struck, he saw in his eyes what Ogorec probably saw whenever Ovfren looked at him.

“
You are still so young,” he said, as he looked back into those eyes, still trying to convince himself Aderac couldn’t truly love him, “And with haste do those who are young fall in love.”

“
Is not love in youth?” he asked, “Still love, and I am in love with you.”

“
Why?” Belon asked curiously, forgetting that time had nothing to do with love, because Ogorec fell in love with Ovfren quickly, even though, he was with him longer, “You have not known me for long to know much of me, other than I am filled with moods.”

“
From the first,” Aderac answered without hesitation and confidently, “I saw past your eyes into you when you spoke to me. Moods yes, yet so passionate you are in all things that should you fall truly in love, I know you will love with that same passion down to the marrow of your very bones, and I hope it shall one day be for me.”

“
And...” Belon said, as he looked at him knowing there was more.

“
And...” Aderac admitted, and took calming breaths unable to believe another walked the earth more wonderful looking than Belon, “You are so handsome Belon, and your body is so wonderful made that my eyes cannot turn from you once upon you.”

Belon sighed deeply, tortured by his internal struggle to stay true to the vow he made
to himself, which was never to again allow another to hurt him from love. Yet, such was the look Aderac gave him when he turned him to face him, and the way he spoke afterwards, his words deeply moved him.

Suddenly, as if someone lifted a heavy weight off
him, Belon finally fully let down his guard.

“
Your words have found a place deep within me,” he confessed before tenderly kissing him after deciding again to open his heart, and after he did realized he was already in love with him.

As both lay beside eac
h other, snuggling close as the heat of their bodies kept the other much warmer than the small fire next to them did until morning, after they woke, dressed and mounted their horses, Aderac turned to Belon.

“
Instead of me riding in first, let us ride in together,” Aderac cheerfully and eagerly said when he looked over at him. His smile brighter that the sunrise above his head.

Belon gave him a look of concern. “
Are you well sure?”

“
Well sure,” Aderac averred, “They see how I look at you and am when I am near you, and know I am in love with you.”

So confidently Aderac spoke without the slightest reservation about his love for him, he knew he had to confess his heart as well.

“Before we ride back, I want to confess what is within me, and in truth has been, yet I did not want to believe it.” He took in several deep breaths before he cleared his throat about to speak words he never believed he would again. His expression serious, drawn into his eyes, Aderac looked at them entranced eagerly waiting to hear what he had to say.

“
As you lay beside me to sleep it pleases me to hold you close, and when we wake and look at each other; my heart dances; my stomach tightens; and happiness overcomes me. I want to protect you from all things great or small, and all for the reason I am in love with you.”

Aderac held his breath while Belon spoke. He had longed for Belon to begin to return his love, and pleased those were his words, let out a loud exhale.

“From your words, such joy is within me Belon I can run back with no need of my horse!” Aderac cried out, as he moved his horse closer to Belon’s horse.

“
Stay on your horse.” He laughed pleased. “And give me a kiss.”

At once, Aderac kissed him, and as he closed his eyes to do it, when he opened them; he began to breathe heav
y.

“
They way you kiss me Belon,” Aderac confessed weakened by it, “So passionate it is that my heart feels it will beat out of my chest.”

 
“We are still alone.” Belon breathe heavily back onto his face. A look of want from his eyes now searing Aderac, who breathed in and out hard trying to catch his breath; he smiled knowing what was to come from Belon’s look.

As Belon smiled as well, he jumped down, and after Aderac jumped down too, Belon grabbed him.

“My desires are great,” he warned and wrapped him in his arms, “And you will know and feel just how great.”

“
Ah, umm,” Aderac said, delighted by the very thought of it, “Make it known to me long into the days and well into the nights, and I beg to be your only desire.”

“
There was once a time, I would never reason one could be such,” Belon admitted, as he thought of how he may have lost Ogorec, “You are my only and shall be so.”

“
It is so,” Aderac whispered his regret, as he felt Belon’s strong body pressed to his, “That not by my will, I am wed to another and from it must lay with her as her husband, but my heart will love and deeply, as well as desire only you Belon.”