In His Arms

Chapter 4

Monday came faster then Lorencio expected and he found himself fidgeting around the whole day, earning him wired looks and a scolding from his uncle. At 11PM lorencio took what he needed and made his way to the mill, he arrived there at 11:47PM, he wasn't expecting to find August there so early either. When August noticed him he stood up straight and made his way towards Lorencio in confident strides, he stood towering over him and Lorencio looked up with a shy and timid smile "Hi." He breathed out and August gave him a big smile in return "Hey." He bowed and took Lorencio's hand in his pressing a chaste kiss onto his knuckles "You look stunning tonight darling." He complimented Lorencio, who in return blushed a lovely rose color. "My, my, aren't you a charmer. What did you want to talk about?" Lorencio turned serious and August chuckled "I wanted to spend more time with you before tomorrow." August took his hand and started guiding him towards a makeshift bed, it was mostly blankets but comfortable never the less. "Right another civil war, I just want this to be over." August sat down pulling Lorencio down next to him "And I want to kiss you, that is if you'll let me?" Instead of replying Lorencio cupped August's cheek, a silent confirmation, and August kissed him. At first it was just a chaste kiss, then it was soft and passionate, until August started pecking the corner of Lorencio's face making a trail of kisses all over his face.

"I have to go soon." August whispered into Lorencio's ear, it was nearing dawn and they had kissed and snuggled under the blankets like long lost lovers, touching softly and ceresin one another, Lorencio dreaded this moment, if it were up to him August would stay here in his arms forever, but that wasn't the case. "I should probably leave soon too. God only knows what my uncle will do to me if I'm late." They detangled from both the sheets and each other, August left first Lorencio looking after his silhouette slowly vanishing behind a hill before he too made his way home, an empty feeling taking over his body he couldn't explain.

Arriving at the hideout, Lorencio was greeted by his fellow revolutionists, he found Tom first "Where is the leader?" Tom looked up from his paperwork and gave him a bored look "In the secret room, where were you?" Lorencio ignored his question as he made his way to the secret room, also known as his uncle's room. He knocked five times before he heard the heavy footsteps of his uncle approach the door. The door screeched open and his uncle had a furious look "Who dares-" he cut himself off when he saw Lorencio, his stern expression softening and the scowl in his face was replaced by a smile "Renci, come in." His uncle stepped aside and made room for Lorencio to enter. They sat down at the round table and his uncle pulled out two glasses and some whisky. Lorencio spent half of his morning there discussing their attack and defense, he made his way to visit his mother afterwards. A routine he had developed ever since had started fighting in the revolution, visiting his mother before a battle, just incase it would be the last time they see each other, like a good bye.

Lorencio found himself that afternoon on a field, just at the outskirts of their kingdom, looking over the kings army, his eyes roaming the army searching for a specific face in the big crowd of knight's. He saw him as the battle was in full motion, men dropping to the once green grass now soaked with the blood of both their enemies and fellow revolutionists, he was slaying their men left and right, looking stunning as ever. After the battle was done and the revolutionists claimed another win, they had made their way back to their own houses, Lorencio found himself at the mill yet again, injured and hopeful to see him again. He was on the verge of slipping into unconsciousness when he heard him calling out his name so softly like a lullaby "Lorencio." And he was gone, out like a candle blown out by a person at dusk.

Waking up in an unfamiliar room wasn't as unbelievable as who he found sleeping next to him, August was curled up next to him holding onto him for dear life, the creaking of the open window was irritating to say the least and he made to sit up but was stooped by August "Lay back down love, you're hurt." August gorged out as he gently pushed lorencio down onto the mattress again. "My wife isn't here today, she's out with her sister so you can rest here." August stood up and walked out of the room. Lorencio couldn't help but think back to what he had said 'Wife'; August had a wife and he didn't tell Lorencio about her, as if reading his thoughts August entered the room a plate in on hand and a cup in the other "I do have a wife, but i don't love her like i did 4 years ago, she is sweet, and kind, beautiful even, but not what I want. She's not who I want." he said placing the stuff he was carrying down onto the night stand, leaning over to place a kiss onto Lorencio's forehead. "What do you want then, who do you want?" Lorencio questioned and August smiled softly at him "I want someone who's brave, strong, kind, loyal, beautiful, and that is you. I want you Lorencio, more then i want my own life, more then winning this stupid war. I crave your touch, your kiss, the way you like to take care of me. I need you in my life, you are like morphine, I'm addicted to you, you make everything better." August confessed and leaned in for a kiss, Lorencio turned his head away "I don't want to be anyone's bitch. Go back to your wife and be a faithful man, i won't be your dirty little affair." Lorencio stormed out oh August's house, hoping to never see him again.