Once Fate Became Twisted | Man x Boy | Ⅱ

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By the time that they made it back to Tenebris Regni the next night, Naevys had just led him to bed and he'd been directed to go to bed. It was easy to do so, he was tired enough that it made the whole thing easy. Naevys had promptly curled around him and instructed him to hold him--something he did almost every time. It was like Naevys still thought he didn't know he wanted that, or something, but Naevys's insistence on it made Isoloses feel kind of warm. It let him know that Naevys actually wanted him to do it, and it wasn't just him reading too much into Naevys's touch.

There was a kind of security that came with Naevys's affection he couldn't quite narrow in on, but it was there. He never knew what Naevys was going to do next, he never knew what to expect or where Naevys was going to lead him. He just followed blindly, wherever he went because there was nowhere else that Isoloses felt... at ease.

He leaned on Naevys much more than he liked to acknowledge, and it was disconcerting to some extent. All he wanted to do was stay at his side, and now that he was free that was what he intended to do. Their relationship was something they'd never wholly vocalized, at least not in a direct way. They'd been sleeping together for so long that Isoloses couldn't be sure it wasn't just familiarity, but for some reason he just had a feeling that wasn't it.

For Isoloses sex wasn't really a requirement. He would have sex any day Naevys asked him to, but it was something he could take or leave... well. Before Naevys that is.

Before he met Naevys something physical had to prompt an erection, his alpha lost all interest in chasing partners when his father had altered his DNA so long ago Isoloses couldn't remember before. It hadn't initially bothered him, he felt his cause justified the sacrifice, something he found laughable at this point. Naevys plagued his thoughts, his voice haunting his mind, though, keeping him on the edge of his seat in anticipation for the next time Isoloses could see him.

Isoloses sighed deeply and looked down at the list he had to purchase for Naevys. A dictionary, a letter opener, a lighter, and a bottle of glue. Isoloses couldn't help but wonder if he was planning on deciphering encoded messages or something with such an odd list of items--though he couldn't be certain what the glue had to do with it. He let out a sigh and glanced around the crowded street of Alyvahone, the slightly smaller town to the left side of Naevys's castle.

Ilyenasera was to the right and had a much higher population of people and Isoloses was out on his own today, once again running errands for Naevys. He wasn't much for sitting in the castle anyway, it left him feeling bored. Of course, a shopping trip that'd take about an hour in total wasn't much of an activity but it was more than just lingering around Naevys's castle with a mask on.

The waitstaff and housekeepers were vastly uncomfortable with his presence, at least that's how it seemed, though he couldn't tell for certain. They were never mean to him, they didn't say shit when he walked by, and they didn't come across any one particular kind of way... however unlike Naevys, they seemed to follow his every move when he was in the room with the kind of precision prey looked upon their predator--with intense scrutiny.

He wasn't like Ilsa, with a soft aura that lured people into him, no--he had the kind of aura his father conditioned him to have, and as such, people were intimidated by him most of the time. He even frightened Ilsa, which honestly he couldn't blame him given the amount of reality bending his father had done. Even with the knowledge that they are delusions, it doesn't change the impact of them. He couldn't fault Ilsa, nor could he blame him for being so skittish around him. He just... hated that he was so intimidating.