All the Young Dudes: Part four
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sildilTitle: All the Young Dudes
Author: Sildil
Rating: Adult
Warnings: Angst, teenage sex
Summary: Caeru's secret past
Disclaimer: Caeru and Abrimel, and Pell, belong to Storm Constantine as do her wonderful Wraeththu, Dante and Cai belong to me
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raythoo as always)
He felt...cold. No, hot. Hot and shivery at the same time. His stomach churned, he thought he was going to be sick and his arm burned where it had been cut with that rusty knife. Fuck, who knew what disease he'd got? Cai struggled to sit up and fell back again, flinging his arm over his eyes. That had definitely been a mistake. His movement attracted the attention of a youth who had obviously been waiting for him to wake, as he ran off out of sight calling for Jeremiah.
The exotic red-haired boy drifted into Cai's view and smiled. "You're awake at last. You'll begin to feel much better once you drink this," he said, holding out a grubby glass filled with a dark amber liquid. Cai shook his head. "No, don't want it."
Jeremiah sighed and sat on the edge of the mattress, slipping his arm under Cai's shoulders. "Sorry, that's not an option. You have to drink this, and then...well, we'll talk about that when you feel better."
Cai pulled a face and took the drink, swallowing it down in one gulp. "It's disgusting," he whispered feebly and closed his eyes. "Yeah, but the alternative is much worse," muttered Jeremiah removing the glass from Cai's weak grip and placing it on the floor. "It helps relax you and makes you less inclined to freak at the next bit," he added softly under his breath.
Cai lay still as Jeremiah gently stroked his hair, the liquor he had been given making him feel comfortable and woozy. "What...what next bit? I'm afraid I feel a bit...oh!" he said as the youth's caresses grew more sensual and wayward.
"It's sort of...this bit. For some reason it's necessary to 'fix' things. Changes...you'll see," Jeremiah whispered in Cai's ear. Cai whimpered and moaned as he was slowly and masterfully seduced. His body responded to Jeremiah's caresses and his flesh tingled as if every touch was charged with electricity.
"Wha...what are you doing? It feels...god, it feels...weird."
Jeremiah laughed. "Good weird or bad weird?" he murmured, nibbling at Cai's ear.
"Oh...oh fuck, good weird, definitely good," Cai groaned.
Jeremiah pushed Cai back on the mattress, leaning over him and running his hands down the nervous boy's chest, pulling at the hem of his shirt. "You'll feel better once this comes off...much more comfortable. Cai obediently raised his arms as Jeremiah removed the garment, his brain woozy from whatever had been in the drink. He couldn't have resisted if he had wanted to.
"You are so beautiful, such a perfect har," murmured Jeremiah as his licked his way down the smooth skin of Cai's chest.
"A...a perfect what?" moaned Cai, arching his body towards Jeremiah's clever tongue. Where it touched his body it left a trail of sparks that fizzed and burnt Cai's flesh.
"A har. This is what you are now, the new you. You are Wraeththu, like all of us. Your body knows it and it wants to join with mine. Feel it," Jeremiah whispered against Cai's sensitive skin.
Cai didn't know what Jeremiah's words meant, but he knew what he craved. He pushed against the har's body, his legs wrapping themselves instinctively around Jeremiah's waist. "Please."
Jeremiah chuckled and stroked Cai's legs through their soft silk covering. While the young lad had been delirious after his inception, he had been stripped of his clothes and dressed in a loose shirt and sarong. Cai was not aware of his change of garments until he felt Jeremiah's hands begin to unwrap the layers and seek the secret between his thighs.
Cai shivered as his intimate parts were uncovered and touched, strange, unfamiliar feelings flooding through his body. "What...what are you doing to me? I feel...god...it feels...wrong! I don't feel 'me'!"
he whimpered, beginning to struggle, trying to pull away from Jeremiah's determined caresses.
"Shhh, don't fight it, it will be wonderful I promise...touch yourself...explore your new body...it will be the most incredible thing you have ever experienced," hissed the har, biting at Cai's throat and chest as his own need grew and heated his blood.
Jeremiah took hold of Cai's hand and led it to between his legs, encouraging his fingers to explore himself. Cai gasped and held his breath as he touched...what? He raised his head in shock and looked down to where his ouana-lim began to blossom and pulse with vibrant colour.
"Fuck! What...?" Cai stared in panic into Jeremiah's dark green eyes. "Please tell me this is a dream? It's that stuff you gave me, it's making me s...see things isn't it?"
"No darling, it's you...all you. And there's more...a lot more, the best bit," Jeremiah growled, his own fingers finding Cai's soume-lam and pushing inside him urgently. Cai screamed at the unexpected intrusion and tried to wriggle away up the bed, pushing at Jeremiah's shoulders frantically.
Jeremiah grabbed at Cai's hips and held him firmly. "No, don't fight it, you're not getting away. This has to be done." He'd had enough of Cai's protests and he needed the young har now. He tore off his own sarong, casting it aside carelessly and slid into Cai in one swift move. Cai screamed as his body was pierced and his eyes filled with tears.
"Why are you d...doing this to m...me?" he sobbed, the sudden pain and discomfort fading to a dull ache as Jeremiah moved above him.
"It has to be done, love. It's part of what makes you wraeththu...without it...things don't work properly...you'd die," murmured Jeremiah, lost in pleasure as his climax began to build. He moved steadily, his ouana-lim unfurling deep within Cai, stroking and awakening places that Cai didn't know he had.
"Die? I could die?..." Cai began, but his lover silenced him with a kiss. "No...not now...not after this."
Cai felt the heat and desire grow within him and he wrapped his arms and legs around Jeremiah, returning the kiss with a burgeoning passion. As the petals and tendril of Jeremiah's arousal touched each of Cai's sikras, the young har became more and more desperate and vocal of his needs. It was as if his body was being unlocked, slowly, and a whole world of pleasure and erotic delight was being revealed.
'Fuck! Wait till Dante feels this!' was his last coherent thought as the incredible sensations overwhelmed him.
Tbc...
And just for your delight, the original har himself....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-HD73LyWpcw&search=david%20bowie%20all%20the%20young%20dudes
Author: Sildil
Rating: Adult
Warnings: Angst, teenage sex
Summary: Caeru's secret past
Disclaimer: Caeru and Abrimel, and Pell, belong to Storm Constantine as do her wonderful Wraeththu, Dante and Cai belong to me
(Cross posted to
raythoo as always)He felt...cold. No, hot. Hot and shivery at the same time. His stomach churned, he thought he was going to be sick and his arm burned where it had been cut with that rusty knife. Fuck, who knew what disease he'd got? Cai struggled to sit up and fell back again, flinging his arm over his eyes. That had definitely been a mistake. His movement attracted the attention of a youth who had obviously been waiting for him to wake, as he ran off out of sight calling for Jeremiah.
The exotic red-haired boy drifted into Cai's view and smiled. "You're awake at last. You'll begin to feel much better once you drink this," he said, holding out a grubby glass filled with a dark amber liquid. Cai shook his head. "No, don't want it."
Jeremiah sighed and sat on the edge of the mattress, slipping his arm under Cai's shoulders. "Sorry, that's not an option. You have to drink this, and then...well, we'll talk about that when you feel better."
Cai pulled a face and took the drink, swallowing it down in one gulp. "It's disgusting," he whispered feebly and closed his eyes. "Yeah, but the alternative is much worse," muttered Jeremiah removing the glass from Cai's weak grip and placing it on the floor. "It helps relax you and makes you less inclined to freak at the next bit," he added softly under his breath.
Cai lay still as Jeremiah gently stroked his hair, the liquor he had been given making him feel comfortable and woozy. "What...what next bit? I'm afraid I feel a bit...oh!" he said as the youth's caresses grew more sensual and wayward.
"It's sort of...this bit. For some reason it's necessary to 'fix' things. Changes...you'll see," Jeremiah whispered in Cai's ear. Cai whimpered and moaned as he was slowly and masterfully seduced. His body responded to Jeremiah's caresses and his flesh tingled as if every touch was charged with electricity.
"Wha...what are you doing? It feels...god, it feels...weird."
Jeremiah laughed. "Good weird or bad weird?" he murmured, nibbling at Cai's ear.
"Oh...oh fuck, good weird, definitely good," Cai groaned.
Jeremiah pushed Cai back on the mattress, leaning over him and running his hands down the nervous boy's chest, pulling at the hem of his shirt. "You'll feel better once this comes off...much more comfortable. Cai obediently raised his arms as Jeremiah removed the garment, his brain woozy from whatever had been in the drink. He couldn't have resisted if he had wanted to.
"You are so beautiful, such a perfect har," murmured Jeremiah as his licked his way down the smooth skin of Cai's chest.
"A...a perfect what?" moaned Cai, arching his body towards Jeremiah's clever tongue. Where it touched his body it left a trail of sparks that fizzed and burnt Cai's flesh.
"A har. This is what you are now, the new you. You are Wraeththu, like all of us. Your body knows it and it wants to join with mine. Feel it," Jeremiah whispered against Cai's sensitive skin.
Cai didn't know what Jeremiah's words meant, but he knew what he craved. He pushed against the har's body, his legs wrapping themselves instinctively around Jeremiah's waist. "Please."
Jeremiah chuckled and stroked Cai's legs through their soft silk covering. While the young lad had been delirious after his inception, he had been stripped of his clothes and dressed in a loose shirt and sarong. Cai was not aware of his change of garments until he felt Jeremiah's hands begin to unwrap the layers and seek the secret between his thighs.
Cai shivered as his intimate parts were uncovered and touched, strange, unfamiliar feelings flooding through his body. "What...what are you doing to me? I feel...god...it feels...wrong! I don't feel 'me'!"
he whimpered, beginning to struggle, trying to pull away from Jeremiah's determined caresses.
"Shhh, don't fight it, it will be wonderful I promise...touch yourself...explore your new body...it will be the most incredible thing you have ever experienced," hissed the har, biting at Cai's throat and chest as his own need grew and heated his blood.
Jeremiah took hold of Cai's hand and led it to between his legs, encouraging his fingers to explore himself. Cai gasped and held his breath as he touched...what? He raised his head in shock and looked down to where his ouana-lim began to blossom and pulse with vibrant colour.
"Fuck! What...?" Cai stared in panic into Jeremiah's dark green eyes. "Please tell me this is a dream? It's that stuff you gave me, it's making me s...see things isn't it?"
"No darling, it's you...all you. And there's more...a lot more, the best bit," Jeremiah growled, his own fingers finding Cai's soume-lam and pushing inside him urgently. Cai screamed at the unexpected intrusion and tried to wriggle away up the bed, pushing at Jeremiah's shoulders frantically.
Jeremiah grabbed at Cai's hips and held him firmly. "No, don't fight it, you're not getting away. This has to be done." He'd had enough of Cai's protests and he needed the young har now. He tore off his own sarong, casting it aside carelessly and slid into Cai in one swift move. Cai screamed as his body was pierced and his eyes filled with tears.
"Why are you d...doing this to m...me?" he sobbed, the sudden pain and discomfort fading to a dull ache as Jeremiah moved above him.
"It has to be done, love. It's part of what makes you wraeththu...without it...things don't work properly...you'd die," murmured Jeremiah, lost in pleasure as his climax began to build. He moved steadily, his ouana-lim unfurling deep within Cai, stroking and awakening places that Cai didn't know he had.
"Die? I could die?..." Cai began, but his lover silenced him with a kiss. "No...not now...not after this."
Cai felt the heat and desire grow within him and he wrapped his arms and legs around Jeremiah, returning the kiss with a burgeoning passion. As the petals and tendril of Jeremiah's arousal touched each of Cai's sikras, the young har became more and more desperate and vocal of his needs. It was as if his body was being unlocked, slowly, and a whole world of pleasure and erotic delight was being revealed.
'Fuck! Wait till Dante feels this!' was his last coherent thought as the incredible sensations overwhelmed him.
Tbc...
And just for your delight, the original har himself....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-HD73LyWpcw&search=david%20bowie%20all%20the%20young%20dudes
