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I just realize...what will Edgey do when Path-path dies :(
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I say 20% for me. I shall find a way to bring such great ferls to this mortal plane.
Path looked away, not wanting to think about what might happen in the future. Should he die first or shoukd Efge, out of his humanity, leave him and forget this life that they had. Time would always be against them. The thought weighed him down, though Edge's reminiscences of how he had come through to Path..off the beginning they had, all the coldness, the tension, everything that Edge stripped away from him. A clean slate. To start a new life, have a family. It brought a sad smile to his face. Those cherished memories...
The hug was warm, loving and long overdue. He breathed Edge's scent in deeply, of metal and fresh lime, oh, how he missed it. Yeah, he missed being this open. Being this close. He hid his reluctance as Edge pulled away, soft lips pressing kisses on his hands. They felt cold in Edge's own, having forgotten this warmth too. His heart pounded steadily, could Edge feel it? They way it skipped its rhythm, beating erratically at his words, going silent when he smiled at Path, then finally calming itself as Path breathed in deeply to clear his head. Edge's lips, warm and firm against his own and Path reveled in the chaste kiss, feeling dizzy even though it was meant to help him.
"Edge...." He said softly, barely audible, as he took a steo forward into an embrace. Slowly wrapping his arms around him, resting his head on his shoulder. Softly against his ear, "Every Path has an Edge, right?" Before he hid his face against his shoulder, arms tightening around Edge as Path wet his furs. In quiet shaky sobs, Path led Edge hold him while he pretended, for a moment, that nothing existed outside of this room. Nothing but them and this unfathomable warmth. There were no wars, no hydras, no humans....only all the time in the world for the both of them. For Path to cry and then some.
Finally, after what may have been forever, a hand tugged the fur around Edge's neck to reveal the bare curve of his shoulder. Warm lips placed gentle chaste kisses along the skin, trailing up to his neck and Path murmured in his ear, "Please, be my mate. Show me.....mate with me, slowly....lovingly. I need this..."
The hug was warm, loving and long overdue. He breathed Edge's scent in deeply, of metal and fresh lime, oh, how he missed it. Yeah, he missed being this open. Being this close. He hid his reluctance as Edge pulled away, soft lips pressing kisses on his hands. They felt cold in Edge's own, having forgotten this warmth too. His heart pounded steadily, could Edge feel it? They way it skipped its rhythm, beating erratically at his words, going silent when he smiled at Path, then finally calming itself as Path breathed in deeply to clear his head. Edge's lips, warm and firm against his own and Path reveled in the chaste kiss, feeling dizzy even though it was meant to help him.
"Edge...." He said softly, barely audible, as he took a steo forward into an embrace. Slowly wrapping his arms around him, resting his head on his shoulder. Softly against his ear, "Every Path has an Edge, right?" Before he hid his face against his shoulder, arms tightening around Edge as Path wet his furs. In quiet shaky sobs, Path led Edge hold him while he pretended, for a moment, that nothing existed outside of this room. Nothing but them and this unfathomable warmth. There were no wars, no hydras, no humans....only all the time in the world for the both of them. For Path to cry and then some.
Finally, after what may have been forever, a hand tugged the fur around Edge's neck to reveal the bare curve of his shoulder. Warm lips placed gentle chaste kisses along the skin, trailing up to his neck and Path murmured in his ear, "Please, be my mate. Show me.....mate with me, slowly....lovingly. I need this..."
All fujoshis go to yaoi heaven. Where there are rivers of feels.
if I don't reply, it means I've died.
Path kept his gaze down on the floor, it made it easier not to cry. He didnt want to cry. Not infront of Edge. With his back to the door as if he was going to flee any moment, he stayed silent and listened. His heart...surprisingly he couldn't feel it beating anymore. Perhaps it had stopped or was pounding so fast that he barely felt it ache. It wouldn't be surprising if he fainted now would it? His head felt like it was about to burst anyway and it was a struggle to stay conscious and listen to Edge. What was wrong with him?
His ears pricked at the mention of a hydra having visited and Path looked up, catching Edge's gaze for a brief moment before it became too much and he looked away, but he knew somewhere he had been right. The hydras were poisoning. Once they were taken care off....Edge wouldnt need to even consider going back to them, after all...Edge had said yes and only reconsidered because ge was human. Path took that seriously, biting his tongue before he could question it. He let Edge continue.
Finally, when Edge had said his turn, there was a long stretch of silence. Path was still biting his tongue and it was a millennia before he spoke again, "I do love you...I would tear out my heart before I dont. I would do it alk for you, I have, but in the end.., you just don't know it, but I do." He whispered softly and his eyes were distant remembering the day they fought. Because Edge knew he was weak, he had left then crawled back dying. Perhaps if he had been stronger Edge wouldnt have left in the first place. Nothing would've happened and they could have avoided all if this.
"One day, you'll discover all over again how strong you are Edge and you won't value the weak like I. One day, you'll find that you have longer and you'll tire of me, I think you have already. You say you dont, but....I know...I jnow." His voice trembled and he managed a watery smile, "I can't stop it, but I'll delay it as long as I can and I'll treasure the memories of before of when you....still wanted me. While you still do. " He looked up and there were tears in his eyes, sparkling as they rolled slowly down his cheek. His smile was gone, now he just couldn't keep up a facade anymore. "You were never weak, I was just never strong enough for you. Not enough for our children....no....and you're already tired of me s-so....let me be your hated knight for a little longer if I cannot be the mate you wanted."
His ears pricked at the mention of a hydra having visited and Path looked up, catching Edge's gaze for a brief moment before it became too much and he looked away, but he knew somewhere he had been right. The hydras were poisoning. Once they were taken care off....Edge wouldnt need to even consider going back to them, after all...Edge had said yes and only reconsidered because ge was human. Path took that seriously, biting his tongue before he could question it. He let Edge continue.
Finally, when Edge had said his turn, there was a long stretch of silence. Path was still biting his tongue and it was a millennia before he spoke again, "I do love you...I would tear out my heart before I dont. I would do it alk for you, I have, but in the end.., you just don't know it, but I do." He whispered softly and his eyes were distant remembering the day they fought. Because Edge knew he was weak, he had left then crawled back dying. Perhaps if he had been stronger Edge wouldnt have left in the first place. Nothing would've happened and they could have avoided all if this.
"One day, you'll discover all over again how strong you are Edge and you won't value the weak like I. One day, you'll find that you have longer and you'll tire of me, I think you have already. You say you dont, but....I know...I jnow." His voice trembled and he managed a watery smile, "I can't stop it, but I'll delay it as long as I can and I'll treasure the memories of before of when you....still wanted me. While you still do. " He looked up and there were tears in his eyes, sparkling as they rolled slowly down his cheek. His smile was gone, now he just couldn't keep up a facade anymore. "You were never weak, I was just never strong enough for you. Not enough for our children....no....and you're already tired of me s-so....let me be your hated knight for a little longer if I cannot be the mate you wanted."
I'm gonna get a heart attack because of these beautiful feelings.
Path reached out to reassure Skylark once more, but the young dragon had already dashed into the room. Path stood rooted to the spot as he heard the heated exchange inside followed by Edge's frantic screans. He should go in. Help. Tell Skylark off and comfort his mate, but....it was getting hard to breathe again. His chest hurt, heart pounding heavily against his ribcage. He barely reacted when Edge burst out, clutching his bleeding arm. Path just wstched him, licking his lips as if he were about to speak. Pretend to be oblivious or act concrrned and rush to him, but instead he kept silent and let Edge drag him.
Dimly, he remembered how he used to lick Edge's wounds clean and close them up with his own blood. The urge to fo so came back strongly to him, but he noticed the way Edge kept his arm away. Was he thst repuksed at Path's weaknesses? Is that why he never touched him like he used to?....
He remained mute as he sat on the bed, eyes trained on Edge. Then on the cowering Skylark and tge frightened Sleipnir. "Edge, not infront of the young..." He said softly, the first words out of his mouth made him cringe. They were pleading instead of stern and oh....how disgusted he was with himself. Silent, he watched Edge breakdown and cry, what a mess. This was not his mate, his mate was.....
"Sleipnir...Skylark..." He said softly to address them and remind Edge they were still in the room. Gently, he pulked the blanket over the sobbing human and slid off the bed to usher them out. Outside the room. He stared down at them both, "Stay outside here, do not go elsewhere....Skylark. ..we will...talk about this, you shouldn't have done that to Daddy...."
Sleipnir had been shaken when his brother burst into the room and pounced on Daddy. The warm moment soured and suddenly Daddy was hurt and Skylark was saying Father was hurt too and...when did Daddy's voice get so scary? He, likewise, clung to his brother more in confusion than fear. Clinging tightly to him alk the way out, he could feel him trembling.
Silently, he sent his thoughts over, all the comforting ones of warmth and love, but it didnt serm enough. So he hugged his brother tightly, then leaned forward and kissed him soundly on the lips. He didnt see Psth freeze at the gesture.
"Skeipnir, where did you learn that?" Father's voice sounded strained for some reason. Sleipnir looked up at him, eyes wide, "Daddy just thought me..it means love." He said in a soft voice as he turned his attention to Skylark, "I love my brother and everything will be alright."
Softly, Path closed the door.
Staring over at his sobbing lover, he once again was frozen to the spot. His head hurt as he tried to digest what Sleipnir had just told him. His heart ached and everything screamed at him that it was some distorted form of the truth. No, Edge would never.....not his Edge. "What did you wish to talk about?"
Dimly, he remembered how he used to lick Edge's wounds clean and close them up with his own blood. The urge to fo so came back strongly to him, but he noticed the way Edge kept his arm away. Was he thst repuksed at Path's weaknesses? Is that why he never touched him like he used to?....
He remained mute as he sat on the bed, eyes trained on Edge. Then on the cowering Skylark and tge frightened Sleipnir. "Edge, not infront of the young..." He said softly, the first words out of his mouth made him cringe. They were pleading instead of stern and oh....how disgusted he was with himself. Silent, he watched Edge breakdown and cry, what a mess. This was not his mate, his mate was.....
"Sleipnir...Skylark..." He said softly to address them and remind Edge they were still in the room. Gently, he pulked the blanket over the sobbing human and slid off the bed to usher them out. Outside the room. He stared down at them both, "Stay outside here, do not go elsewhere....Skylark. ..we will...talk about this, you shouldn't have done that to Daddy...."
Sleipnir had been shaken when his brother burst into the room and pounced on Daddy. The warm moment soured and suddenly Daddy was hurt and Skylark was saying Father was hurt too and...when did Daddy's voice get so scary? He, likewise, clung to his brother more in confusion than fear. Clinging tightly to him alk the way out, he could feel him trembling.
Silently, he sent his thoughts over, all the comforting ones of warmth and love, but it didnt serm enough. So he hugged his brother tightly, then leaned forward and kissed him soundly on the lips. He didnt see Psth freeze at the gesture.
"Skeipnir, where did you learn that?" Father's voice sounded strained for some reason. Sleipnir looked up at him, eyes wide, "Daddy just thought me..it means love." He said in a soft voice as he turned his attention to Skylark, "I love my brother and everything will be alright."
Softly, Path closed the door.
Staring over at his sobbing lover, he once again was frozen to the spot. His head hurt as he tried to digest what Sleipnir had just told him. His heart ached and everything screamed at him that it was some distorted form of the truth. No, Edge would never.....not his Edge. "What did you wish to talk about?"
The chair had given out under his weight, off course, the chair had given out under his weight. Using his arms, he hauled himself over to a table that he could support himself on when he pulled himself back up because his legs were near impossible to move in this state. A frightening feeling of being paralyzed. Why was he so weak? Let himself get into such a vulnerable..pathetic....weak state. Open out to attacks. Off course, very little could attack the underground, but had it happened on the surface, Path didnt know what might've happened.
He sat up, ears pricked. He expected to hear Edge running to find out what had happened. And fumbled for an excuse. Could he just say he accidentally fell over? Would that be enough. Chewing his lower lip, he turned his head to the door as Skylark came running out, calling him, but he ignored the child. Staring straight at the door, waiting, anticipating Edge coming soon after to check on him. A whole minute of silence passed before he tore himself away and picked up Skylark.
" No I'm fine, Father just tripped was all. I'm fine." The words were so hard to get out, catching in his throat. His chest was tight and breathing felt increasingly difficult, but no, Path was fine. Really, he just tripped and fell. Silly clumsy old Path. He chuckled under his breath, but choked on it, a strangled sob escaping instead and he silenced himself. Silly.....clumsy....Stupid....weak. He fought back tears. Crying was useless. Weak. He wasnt.
"Skylark, go on and play with your Daddy and brother, alright?" He murmured softly, letting him go. He wanted to pick him up again, have his son's warmth and look into violet eyes that still cared, but...no time for that...no time.
Sleipnir giggled, placing a hand on Daddy's cheek as they rubbed noses. The crash and his brother diverting his attention, he looked away before he was suddenly yanked back and Daddy was covering his mouth with his. Kissing him ferociously, making him a little breathless. Off course, Sleipnir, like the scene in the bathroom didn't understand what was going on and was a little too startled to react to it properly. He smiled when Daddy pulled away and in all affection, asked, "What does that mean Daddy?"
He sat up, ears pricked. He expected to hear Edge running to find out what had happened. And fumbled for an excuse. Could he just say he accidentally fell over? Would that be enough. Chewing his lower lip, he turned his head to the door as Skylark came running out, calling him, but he ignored the child. Staring straight at the door, waiting, anticipating Edge coming soon after to check on him. A whole minute of silence passed before he tore himself away and picked up Skylark.
" No I'm fine, Father just tripped was all. I'm fine." The words were so hard to get out, catching in his throat. His chest was tight and breathing felt increasingly difficult, but no, Path was fine. Really, he just tripped and fell. Silly clumsy old Path. He chuckled under his breath, but choked on it, a strangled sob escaping instead and he silenced himself. Silly.....clumsy....Stupid....weak. He fought back tears. Crying was useless. Weak. He wasnt.
"Skylark, go on and play with your Daddy and brother, alright?" He murmured softly, letting him go. He wanted to pick him up again, have his son's warmth and look into violet eyes that still cared, but...no time for that...no time.
Sleipnir giggled, placing a hand on Daddy's cheek as they rubbed noses. The crash and his brother diverting his attention, he looked away before he was suddenly yanked back and Daddy was covering his mouth with his. Kissing him ferociously, making him a little breathless. Off course, Sleipnir, like the scene in the bathroom didn't understand what was going on and was a little too startled to react to it properly. He smiled when Daddy pulled away and in all affection, asked, "What does that mean Daddy?"
Sleipnir just stared innocently right back at Daddy's searching gaze, nothing to hide. He may have only been a week or so old and had yet to master or want to master speech as well as his brother had, but sometimes if one looked hard enough, they could see a glimmer of wisdom and years that only Edge seemed to also have. Just the slightest. And in that moment Sleipnir knew it wasnt right for Father and Daddy to get so tense when their love was in question, even if only playfully. He giggled, pushing the thought aside as Daddy bounced him in the air, tiny wings fluttering excitedly. Squirming and screaming happily when Edge tickled his tummy.
Path let the thoughts go too, choosing to focus on Edge's smile...his unheard words...and not the darkness in his violet eyes. Path cherished these, but avoided getting lost in such silly things, locking them away in memory to keep them safe for the time being. He could believe it was true, that nothing really changed at all between them. He smiled, albeit a little sadly as he petted Skylark, "Yes,...I am just fine. Go play with Daddy and your brother."
He placed Skylark down on the bed, ruffling his hair for the last time. "Play then sleep, keep Daddy company okay? I'll...just be out for a moment."He murmured softly to Skylark before he stepped out of the room anf vlung on tightly to a nearby chair. His knees buckling and his throat felt dry...but he was fine..wasnt he?
Path let the thoughts go too, choosing to focus on Edge's smile...his unheard words...and not the darkness in his violet eyes. Path cherished these, but avoided getting lost in such silly things, locking them away in memory to keep them safe for the time being. He could believe it was true, that nothing really changed at all between them. He smiled, albeit a little sadly as he petted Skylark, "Yes,...I am just fine. Go play with Daddy and your brother."
He placed Skylark down on the bed, ruffling his hair for the last time. "Play then sleep, keep Daddy company okay? I'll...just be out for a moment."He murmured softly to Skylark before he stepped out of the room anf vlung on tightly to a nearby chair. His knees buckling and his throat felt dry...but he was fine..wasnt he?
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