Post by Vivek on Feb 3, 2008 0:59:23 GMT -5
((Pretty much the events that led to Viveks first 'birds and bees' talk from his parents XDD. It’s written from his father’s POV, and Vivek’s about ten here, but he was really tiny when he was little (still isn’t huge, but not quite as tiny now) so looks about 6 or so.))
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Terran threw his head back, hands grasping at his husband’s shoulders and hips curling upwards, legs loosely wrapping around Trevet’s waist as he whimpered happily, waiting for the real fun to start… But much to his surprise instead of pounding him into blissful oblivion the taller man suddenly froze.
The blonde’s eyes flickered open, a growl emitting from his throat as he prepared to demand what on earth short of the world preparing to swallow them would posses the brunette to stop, half buried in his lover and right on that point of losing themselves to pure unadulterated pleasure.
Then his eyes followed Trevet’s horrified gaze and his own green eyes widened, cold horror running down his spine. He could have dealt with the earth trying to swallow him, after all that was his forte and after a few minutes of magical manipulation the earth mage could have gotten back to his lover…
His ten year old son standing, eyes wide and pillow dropped forgotten at his bare feet however was millions of times worse. Oh gods. Oh fucking gods. They didn’t even have covers over them. Oh fucking gods. It was dark out but… well… it wasn’t dark enough.
They were never doing this before the sun was well set and the wagon door was locked again. Never ever. Oh fucking gods.
He could hear a pin drop in the silence that probably lasted for only a moment but seemed to last an eternity. Then the young boy spun on his heel, dashing out of the tent and yelling“Daddy and Father are doing something strange!!!!” at the top of his little lungs. Right through the center of the camp. At dusk. Oh gods.
The two had never managed to get untangled as fast as they did right then. Not even when a bluff had been suddenly started crumbling underneath the tent and Terran had to steady the land as they tried to grab clothes and get out so that one of the dragons could drag the tent to safety without squishing them. Trevet simply grabbed one of the thin blankets as Terran rolled off of them, dashing out of the tent after their small son as Terran tripped over himself tugging on a pair of pants and trying to be decent before he was out the door into the cool night air.
He more or less managed it, and launched into a run after the fleeing white of the sheet wrapped around his lover, trusting that Trevet knew where Vivek had run.
It didn’t take them long to find Vivek. The small boy in his white night clothes was in stark contrast to the dark green of the dragon whose back he’d somehow managed to get all the way up in the moments it had taken the men to get more or less covered. Having sprinted as fast as he could, Terran ran straight into his lovers back as Trevet skid to a stop, falling down to his rump with an oof.
Terran grimaced, making the earth push him up as Trevet spun around to pull him to his feet, the taller man surreptitiously brushing the dirt from the blonde’s backside as he turned back towards their son and said, “Vivek can you come down here?”
The child glared at them, and the dragon whose spikes he was currently clinging to buried her head into the ground, smoke billowing as she tried not to laugh. Terran shifted a glared to Artemis, which only served to make the speckled dragon laugh harder. ~God Damnit girl, a little help?~ He snapped silently into her head.
That merely caused her to snicker out loud in a burst of smoke and flamelets, her whole body shaking with mirth, apparently having easily put the facts together from whatever it was that Vivek had babbled out once he got there… or maybe just from the small boy’s initial yell.
To the intense relief of both men, that shaking was enough to cause their small son to let go of the long spikes, sliding quickly down the dragon’s shoulder without that to hold onto, somehow landing without any of the discomfort that Terran always seemed to end up with. Maybe he was getting old… ugh, not thinking about that.
“What were you two doing?” The boy snapped, hands on his hips and eyes wide (though it looked as if Vivek were attempting to glare). Their son was generally easygoing… but they were never going to hear the end of this.
As Artemis burst out into even more raucous laughter and moved a bit away, the two men exchanged glances. Terran sighed, brushing away his husband’s arm and moving to gather the small boy into his own arms, sinking to the ground. Luckily the shock of Vivek seeing them had the affect of a bucket of ice water, or he wouldn’t have dared to do that. “Well you see… When two people love each other very much… Erm…”
He glanced up at Trevet, who slowly lowered himself down, hands gripping at his blanket, and took a stab at an explanation, “You know why we said that we got married instead of just living together?”
The boy folded his arms, leaning back against Terran’s chest, “Because it’s a sign of comitsawhatsit and you wanted to be bound to one another for symbolic things.”
Trevet nodded, one long fingered hand coming up to run through his hair, “Well, there are other things that people who are really committed to each other do as well. Like what your father said, if they love each other very much there are certain things that set them more… vulnerable and show trust and love.”
Terran met his husband’s eyes over their son’s head, hand brushing through the boys hair as he calmly took over, “It’s something we’ll tell you more about when you’re older. Just…” The two men exchanged a quick glance, the same thing running through their heads. Their son was curious, intelligent and more importantly: absurdly good at manipulating other people into doing what he wanted them to do. If puberty hit in a couple years and the boy decided he was curious enough… Oh fucking gods of hell and whatever the fuck else there was.
“It’s one of those things that’s extremely special, at least to people who are smart about it.” He continued slowly, one hand playing with the boy’s longer bits of hair (God damnit he had gotten ahold of knives again hadn’t he? Whoever had put it into the boy’s head that short hair was better was going to fucking die. Or at least bleed, once Terran discovered the source.) “Lots of people waste the moment, but it’s better to save to experience with someone you truly love.”
The two men exchanged glances again. Neither of them had actually done so, both having been rather experienced when they met… but maybe Vivek would be different. The boy had a more stable family than either of them… At least as stable as a family where his dad had stolen him from an orphanage to give to his father as a birthday present could be.
Vivek had fallen silent, frown covering his face and his amber eyes glinting gold in the thin light. For a moment both men stared nervously at the small boy in Terran’s lap, then he looked up and said matter of factly. “Then you’ll have to tell me what it was you were actually doing once I’m older.” He paused then made a face and a blech sound, “I don’t want to know now. You need to tie your door closed.”
Terran laughed nervously, getting slowly to his feet and cradling the small boy. “Lets get you back to bed then.”
The mention of bed apparently reminded the boy of the original reason for coming to the tent, as he suddenly clung to Terran’s arm, squeaking out, “But I think there’s a monster in the cabinet! It keeps squeaking and I had a bad dream that it was coming out to eat me and when I woke up it was open so I ran out of the wagon to find you and now it’s probably hiding somewhere to eat me when I go back in and I don’t want to go back tonight cause it’s scary and it’s dark and I can’t keep the birds in there because you said they’ll make a mess and—“
“You could take any monster that came around, I’m sure.” Trevet said, interrupting their son and reaching out to tousle his hair, “You’d have it eating out of your hands and doing your chores by morning, I’m sure.”
The boy’s eyes swung around to the brunette and he half wailed, “But what if it’s a humanyish monster?!”
The blonde closed his eyes, squeezing his son close and saying softly, “Fine, you can sleep with us tonight then. I probably just forgot to close it completely and Tor got in there. We’ll find your little reptile all full and naughty in the morning, I bet you.” Because really, there were too many ‘humanyish monsters’ in the world. Not like the boy were thinking, but they were there. Hopefully Vivek would never even have to know that they existed… And if the boy ever did find out, Terran was ripping apart the world until he got to the person responsible.
The look of minor horror and disappointment warring over Trevet’s face (thankfully where Vivek couldn’t see) as the taller man realized they were well and truly finished for the night was… Well the amusement of it did at least keep the disturbance of his last train of thought from coming out into Terran’s actions past the hug. Instead he just walked by, cradling the boy – who was doubtless exhausted; it was past his bedtime and he’d had quite a bit of excitement for the night now -- up to his chest. As he walked he let his hips swing, glancing briefly back to Trevet with a wink and a grin. Maybe tomorrow they’d be able to find someone to watch Vivek and sneak down to the spring… For now he could at least have fun driving his love crazy.
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Terran threw his head back, hands grasping at his husband’s shoulders and hips curling upwards, legs loosely wrapping around Trevet’s waist as he whimpered happily, waiting for the real fun to start… But much to his surprise instead of pounding him into blissful oblivion the taller man suddenly froze.
The blonde’s eyes flickered open, a growl emitting from his throat as he prepared to demand what on earth short of the world preparing to swallow them would posses the brunette to stop, half buried in his lover and right on that point of losing themselves to pure unadulterated pleasure.
Then his eyes followed Trevet’s horrified gaze and his own green eyes widened, cold horror running down his spine. He could have dealt with the earth trying to swallow him, after all that was his forte and after a few minutes of magical manipulation the earth mage could have gotten back to his lover…
His ten year old son standing, eyes wide and pillow dropped forgotten at his bare feet however was millions of times worse. Oh gods. Oh fucking gods. They didn’t even have covers over them. Oh fucking gods. It was dark out but… well… it wasn’t dark enough.
They were never doing this before the sun was well set and the wagon door was locked again. Never ever. Oh fucking gods.
He could hear a pin drop in the silence that probably lasted for only a moment but seemed to last an eternity. Then the young boy spun on his heel, dashing out of the tent and yelling“Daddy and Father are doing something strange!!!!” at the top of his little lungs. Right through the center of the camp. At dusk. Oh gods.
The two had never managed to get untangled as fast as they did right then. Not even when a bluff had been suddenly started crumbling underneath the tent and Terran had to steady the land as they tried to grab clothes and get out so that one of the dragons could drag the tent to safety without squishing them. Trevet simply grabbed one of the thin blankets as Terran rolled off of them, dashing out of the tent after their small son as Terran tripped over himself tugging on a pair of pants and trying to be decent before he was out the door into the cool night air.
He more or less managed it, and launched into a run after the fleeing white of the sheet wrapped around his lover, trusting that Trevet knew where Vivek had run.
It didn’t take them long to find Vivek. The small boy in his white night clothes was in stark contrast to the dark green of the dragon whose back he’d somehow managed to get all the way up in the moments it had taken the men to get more or less covered. Having sprinted as fast as he could, Terran ran straight into his lovers back as Trevet skid to a stop, falling down to his rump with an oof.
Terran grimaced, making the earth push him up as Trevet spun around to pull him to his feet, the taller man surreptitiously brushing the dirt from the blonde’s backside as he turned back towards their son and said, “Vivek can you come down here?”
The child glared at them, and the dragon whose spikes he was currently clinging to buried her head into the ground, smoke billowing as she tried not to laugh. Terran shifted a glared to Artemis, which only served to make the speckled dragon laugh harder. ~God Damnit girl, a little help?~ He snapped silently into her head.
That merely caused her to snicker out loud in a burst of smoke and flamelets, her whole body shaking with mirth, apparently having easily put the facts together from whatever it was that Vivek had babbled out once he got there… or maybe just from the small boy’s initial yell.
To the intense relief of both men, that shaking was enough to cause their small son to let go of the long spikes, sliding quickly down the dragon’s shoulder without that to hold onto, somehow landing without any of the discomfort that Terran always seemed to end up with. Maybe he was getting old… ugh, not thinking about that.
“What were you two doing?” The boy snapped, hands on his hips and eyes wide (though it looked as if Vivek were attempting to glare). Their son was generally easygoing… but they were never going to hear the end of this.
As Artemis burst out into even more raucous laughter and moved a bit away, the two men exchanged glances. Terran sighed, brushing away his husband’s arm and moving to gather the small boy into his own arms, sinking to the ground. Luckily the shock of Vivek seeing them had the affect of a bucket of ice water, or he wouldn’t have dared to do that. “Well you see… When two people love each other very much… Erm…”
He glanced up at Trevet, who slowly lowered himself down, hands gripping at his blanket, and took a stab at an explanation, “You know why we said that we got married instead of just living together?”
The boy folded his arms, leaning back against Terran’s chest, “Because it’s a sign of comitsawhatsit and you wanted to be bound to one another for symbolic things.”
Trevet nodded, one long fingered hand coming up to run through his hair, “Well, there are other things that people who are really committed to each other do as well. Like what your father said, if they love each other very much there are certain things that set them more… vulnerable and show trust and love.”
Terran met his husband’s eyes over their son’s head, hand brushing through the boys hair as he calmly took over, “It’s something we’ll tell you more about when you’re older. Just…” The two men exchanged a quick glance, the same thing running through their heads. Their son was curious, intelligent and more importantly: absurdly good at manipulating other people into doing what he wanted them to do. If puberty hit in a couple years and the boy decided he was curious enough… Oh fucking gods of hell and whatever the fuck else there was.
“It’s one of those things that’s extremely special, at least to people who are smart about it.” He continued slowly, one hand playing with the boy’s longer bits of hair (God damnit he had gotten ahold of knives again hadn’t he? Whoever had put it into the boy’s head that short hair was better was going to fucking die. Or at least bleed, once Terran discovered the source.) “Lots of people waste the moment, but it’s better to save to experience with someone you truly love.”
The two men exchanged glances again. Neither of them had actually done so, both having been rather experienced when they met… but maybe Vivek would be different. The boy had a more stable family than either of them… At least as stable as a family where his dad had stolen him from an orphanage to give to his father as a birthday present could be.
Vivek had fallen silent, frown covering his face and his amber eyes glinting gold in the thin light. For a moment both men stared nervously at the small boy in Terran’s lap, then he looked up and said matter of factly. “Then you’ll have to tell me what it was you were actually doing once I’m older.” He paused then made a face and a blech sound, “I don’t want to know now. You need to tie your door closed.”
Terran laughed nervously, getting slowly to his feet and cradling the small boy. “Lets get you back to bed then.”
The mention of bed apparently reminded the boy of the original reason for coming to the tent, as he suddenly clung to Terran’s arm, squeaking out, “But I think there’s a monster in the cabinet! It keeps squeaking and I had a bad dream that it was coming out to eat me and when I woke up it was open so I ran out of the wagon to find you and now it’s probably hiding somewhere to eat me when I go back in and I don’t want to go back tonight cause it’s scary and it’s dark and I can’t keep the birds in there because you said they’ll make a mess and—“
“You could take any monster that came around, I’m sure.” Trevet said, interrupting their son and reaching out to tousle his hair, “You’d have it eating out of your hands and doing your chores by morning, I’m sure.”
The boy’s eyes swung around to the brunette and he half wailed, “But what if it’s a humanyish monster?!”
The blonde closed his eyes, squeezing his son close and saying softly, “Fine, you can sleep with us tonight then. I probably just forgot to close it completely and Tor got in there. We’ll find your little reptile all full and naughty in the morning, I bet you.” Because really, there were too many ‘humanyish monsters’ in the world. Not like the boy were thinking, but they were there. Hopefully Vivek would never even have to know that they existed… And if the boy ever did find out, Terran was ripping apart the world until he got to the person responsible.
The look of minor horror and disappointment warring over Trevet’s face (thankfully where Vivek couldn’t see) as the taller man realized they were well and truly finished for the night was… Well the amusement of it did at least keep the disturbance of his last train of thought from coming out into Terran’s actions past the hug. Instead he just walked by, cradling the boy – who was doubtless exhausted; it was past his bedtime and he’d had quite a bit of excitement for the night now -- up to his chest. As he walked he let his hips swing, glancing briefly back to Trevet with a wink and a grin. Maybe tomorrow they’d be able to find someone to watch Vivek and sneak down to the spring… For now he could at least have fun driving his love crazy.