Promises and Hope
Tane ran down the hallway, feeling his heart race. He breathed heavily as he pulled his coat tighter around himself and attempted to keep his frazzled state more contained. He heard something fall off of him and he looked at the tiled hallway behind him and reached down and grabbed the cuff link which had fallen. It was hard to see in the bluish light of the night time air, but the silver reflected the moonlight well. He picked it up and looked out the window, seeing the trees outside grip and swell in the wind. It was coming close and he still had to hurry.
His mind went back to the hurried leaving of the dinner table, he thought of the rushed excuses he made to his mother and sisters. He hoped everything went well with the lie he told and he hoped that no servant or steward saw him rushing down this lengthy path to his room. It was longer to go through the west wing, but after the Amirets moved out it was nearly completely empty. He had disappeared into the size of the mansion. It's why none of the lamps were on here and why no one should see him. Still, he had to run in order to get to his room in time.
He took a few breaths and looked at a clock sitting in one of the cloth covered studies. The hour was almost upon him and the commitment he was being held to was almost up. He didn't want to look too disheveled however, and so he decided to walk the rest of the way, thinking about what he would say. Would he try to excuse his distraught appearance? Would he try to freshen up slightly or should he just give up the whole ruse? He wasn't sure, and he just wanted to be free of that burden. He saw the light of the next hallway just before him and he adjusted his breathing to something more normal.
He thought back to when he had gotten home today from his lessons and saw the little white mark under his window. He hadn't been able to see it from where he stood, but he knew it's impression on his mind. Ever since he had come in he had been nervous for nightfall and dinner seemed to last forever, the conversations happening over hours instead of the seeming minutes that certain dinners used to take. He couldn't care about his fathers worries, or his mothers desires, or his sisters' pandering phrases. His mind was elsewhere and his eyes were focused on the clock over the mantle of the fireplace. He had said he was tired, and explained that he needed to spend time writing professional letters and he had to get away. He knew it was going to be difficult and raise suspicion, but he didn't care.
He got to the door to his room, took one more relaxing breath, and then opened it up and passed through. He locked the lock and moved through the large, boxy room and went over to his table. He looked to the window, the moonlight seeping through, and then to the clock on a shelf under the mirror. He still had a few minutes, so he took a match from the table drawer and struck it and lit a few of the candles next to the door and next to his bed before putting out the match and going to the vanity. He washed his face, looked at himself in the vanity mirror and considered him. He looked at his brown eyes, his short frayed hair, and his slightly cherubic face. He moved his hand through his hair, patting it down and trying to convince himself that he looked alright. He looked at his jacket and considered taking it off, but he figured that the plain undershirt wasn't as exciting.
He decided to leave it on as he moved over to the bathroom and attempted to freshen up. The ticking of the mechanical clock telling him that each second passing was another second closer. He combed his hair back and got himself cleaned up as best he could on short notice and then held himself in preparation. He waited, trying his best not to let his heart explode out of his chest, when he looked to the window once more. The moon and wind was causing a constant sensation of approaching dread, which Tane felt was appropriate, but knew that he shouldn't feel such a thing. There was no need to feel fear, but it had been so long since the last time that he was unsure.
He remained motionless and heard the clocks down in the main hall began to chime. He felt his chest and looked out at the darkness outside. The flickering of the candle light danced and played on the panes of the windows, but with each chime they dimmed. He came up and rested against the doorframe and closed his eyes, knowing the orange color with the first chime, and then checking what it looked like after the fourth. The flickering of the light had died down and the color had changed. The orange was now a deep, faded purple, and there was no more dancing. The orange was being replaced, slowly, surely, and with a few more chimes, the orange was almost completely gone.
Tane felt the presence of someone else in his room and he held his back against the wall as the echo of the chimes died away. He looked to the ceiling and clenched his jaw, attempting to gain the confidence required to turn that corner. He shivered slightly in trepidation, but he remembered old wise sayings. All great men have feared their achievements. Courage meant nothing without fear. Anxiety was just energy misplaced. Those were all great sayings, but they all seemed to be merely words in the face of this emotion. Still, it was just a feeling and those feelings could be overcome. So, with that knowledge in mind, he turned the corner and faced the alien hue.
Winds Ancient Dream stood there, looking at the candle on the sconce attached next to the door. He wasn't looking at Tane and was simply admiring the handwork while he waited. Tane was wondering if he was waiting for Tane to return, or if he was giving him a chance to view his naked, toned body. Either way, Tane took the moment to appreciate the beauty being presented before him. The cresting valleys and firm sculpted back and ass caused Tane to feel such a creeping haunting sensation deep inside himself, deep within his soul. He took a few huffing breaths as he looked across Wind's calves and his thighs. Wind took a few more steps around at the door before placing a hand on it and letting a slithering purple line emerge from his fingers. It lit up his arm, his pale moon white skin, with cresting dips and valleys of his biceps and rounded pecs. HIs black hair ran down his back and hid the top of his shoulder blades in an arrowhead of piercing nighttime. Tane loved that hair, the silky nature of his warm, cushion of sleek black glory.
He stepped forward as Wind continued to spell the curse onto the door. The two strands which had emerged from his hand now connected to either side of the door and the glowing Fae Runes spilled across the holographic form. Eventually the spell faded and the cold purple light of the room returned, the bright magenta fading and casting Wind into relief. Eventually he turned away from the door and paused, smiling as he looked directly at Tane.
"Hello Tane," He said in a welcoming tone.
Tane felt frozen by Wind's attention, the only thing moving in him being his heart and lungs. He looked at Wind's chest at the lines striking across his nipples and lower abs. He felt his focus forced upon his member, his nudity and naturalization such a violation of the politeness of society. He looked up to Wind's eyes as he came closer and put a gentle hand on his jaw before coming in for a kiss.
Tane wanted to relinquish himself entirely and that want overcame himself for a moment. Wind caught his back as he kissed Tane tenderly, drawing him into his naked body. Tane was nearly consumed by the encompassing desire he had for Wind. He felt some willpower come back as Wind's lips moved over his night motionless ones, and he began to reciprocate. He moved his hands to Wind's hips and began kissing him back. A hand went to the wind's cock and felt up his shaft, already feeling the strength and power behind that violating member.
"Hmmm" Wind hummed as he held Tane's head into his neck as Tane continued to kiss. "Naughty...aren't you?"
Tane relented his groping hands and went back to rubbing Wind's thighs. He stopped kissing and knelt his forehead into Wind's chest, letting Wind pull him deeper in. He felt Wind's chin upon his head as Wind rubbed down Tanes back and Tane sighed with sheer relaxation, even with the firm scratches over his clothes. He didn't make any noise or resistance as Winds hand tracked under his coat and began pulling the outer layer off of him. Tane gave a few kisses to Wind's chest and pulled his arm out of the coat as Wind helped it slide off of him. With his hand free he found it, magnetically, moving towards Wind's member once more before he looked back to Wind, the rest of the elegant silvery coat being taken off of him completely.
"I want to..." Tane began to try and say.
"Shh..." Wind said, putting a finger to his lips before backing off. "We'll have plenty of time for that"
Wind walked away from Tane as Tane felt him vanish from the tips of his fingers. He looked over at Wind as he went up to the bed and sat on the end of it, leaning back on his hands and smiling, presenting both his firmness and his musculature in the sensual white purple light of the mixed moon and eerie fae blessed candles. Tane looked him up and down and desired to lay there with him, to consume his cock and feel nothing but his warm fertile sperm cascading down his throat and chin. He took another step forward. "Wind's ancient dream" He said under his breath. "What auspicious disasters, thy presence brings"
Wind smirked in a small prim way, and in the right light a silvery blush appeared on his cheeks. He leaned forward and Tane stopped his approach. "Did you write me poetry?"
"I tried..." Tane said sheepishly. "I feel...I feel I can't show you my love other than..." He came a little closer and took up Wind's hand and looked towards his member with a luscious hunger.
"Tane..." Wind said, feeling Tanes fingers with his other hand. "You don't have to show your love for me" He looked into Tanes eyes. "I already know"
"Wind's Ancient Dream..." Tane began.
"Please...no need to be so formal"
Tane sighed as Wind let go of his hand. "Undress...I want to see you strip for me"
Tane smiled and walked into the middle of his room as Wind leaned back to watch. He took off his shoes with a small push of his foot and leaned against the chair to his desk as he took off his socks. He knew Wind's eyes examined every one of his moves, every small motion, and he looked back to Wind to focus on his motionless form.
"I've been watching..." WInd said as Tane continued. "I was really impressed with how well you're doing in your education. When you gave that dissertation on Geveld plains erosion I was truly impressed"
Tane paused as he looked at Wind's eyes. "You...You saw that?"
