C L (First Version-Complete)

29: Upset Love

"Lucian! Where have you been?"

We have just arrived in the camp and the first one to greet our presence was Raphael who seemed extremely worried. I could not find the three other adults anywhere.  They must have been searching for us. We diced up a lot of time in the forest and it was already the afternoon when the skies were already a mixture of red and orange with the sun descending in its bitter farewell.

Hello there guardian dodo.

"My culo was throbbing but Samael helped me lessen the sensation," I explained. His ling was extremely useful.

"We did this," Samael said and repeated his action of curling his fingers to make a hole and jabbing his middle finger inside.

Raphael's eyes widened. "You two copulated?!" He questioned in a hush tone but with the hint of surprise. The angel grabbed my face and then looked at me in the eyes. "Are you alright?" He asked me.

I nodded. He must be worried because of what happened when I was still a child. "Yes. Do not worry, I did not remember him."

The angel distanced himself away as he let out a sigh. "That's good then." He narrowed his expression into a stern one. "So you're telling me that you're in your mating season. It is your first time, no?" He looked behind him and then back at us. "Turn around," he instructed and I blinked my eyes at him before doing what he commanded. Raphael grabbed my sensitive buttocks in his two hands making me grunt and I felt a chilly feeling expanding throughout the pesky tooshie.

My bum which felt like it was being drummed by five lings felt relief and I let out a sigh. "Gratias tibi (Thank you)" I stated and turned to face him. I thought I needed another ling to sedate my tooshie.

"That would prevent the beastias (beasts) from going sex crazed for you," he told me with a smile.

"Where are the others?" I asked him.

"The twins and Caleb went out to search for you. Caleb couldn't track your scent anywhere. I am sure  that once they get back, they will chuck Samael in a place that even my Father doesn't know. "

I think that would be a very great plan to cut the ties controlling Samael. "That would be of superb advantage,"  I replied.

"No it wouldn't," he sighed and ruffled  my hair playfully. He stared at me like at that for awhile before his face distorted into a serious one when he darted his attention to Samael. "Reaper, I need to have a word with you, come on," he ordered and bent his knees to push off the ground. His leap was short but when his feathery wings flapped down, he ascended towards the cliff leaving us with flying hairs. Samael disappeared in sight as he followed Raphael. I believe they know each other. They spoke of the same father.

I heard a deep and menacing growl that could chase away any brute squad claiming their love for fellatio although this one who was grating his throat was also part of the brute squad. I felt my body get tackled to the ground with Slade sitting on top of me as he pulled my legs to the back. "Where have you been you stupid ancient?!"

I saw Sevor running towards us with Caleb on tail. "Slade, hands off!" He snarled.

"Let go of Lucian!" Caleb added in his angry tone which had no goofiness in it. He lunged towards the man wrestling me and their rolling bodies collided with the newly made bench in which Sevor just built earlier.

"My bench!" Sevor snapped and joined the squabbling duo. He must be fed up from having his crafts getting thrashed. Buck came to my side along with other fairy children to watch the adults beat each other up.

"Oniisan, do you want to play whack-and-bite?" Buck asked.

I knelt in front of him to level my vision at his face. "How is it done?" I questioned. I have never played a game before but I saw some children outside of my window back in the castle play 'trip' before my parents decided to block the view by growing a thick tree. Their reason was the same. I could not see such stimulating things in which a child would be fond of for it could taint my pure being. Trip was a rather simple game. The one tagged will chase his playmates and trip one. The one tripped will be the one 'it.'