Ash glanced curiously at the sleeping man before him, taking in his baby face with an haggard look, the dark circles under his eyes and the way the shadows curled around his body with puffs of dark smoke coming out of his pores in intervalles.
The man, Kaleb as Evan had introduced him, was a dark mage, the complete contrary of his light mana. Ash knew that dark sorcerers were normally shunned by the temple and treated as if they were repulsive, but he didn't perceive any ill feelings toward the man from within himself. His light mana didn't react as if the man was an heretic or disgusting.
The temple was weird. Ash couldn't understand why they treated dark mana users like this.
The snake healed the dark-haired man before him as much as he could, emptying his mana pool. He focused on the grave injuries and ignored the minor ones, not wanting to waste any mana. At first, he hadn't been able to make such a distinction with his mana, but he had trained hard all those years to be able to accomplish such a feat.
The snake exhaled with exhaustion and Evan caught him just as he tumbled to the side.
"Good work, Ash. You can go to sleep now." The giant brushed aside the bangs covering his son's face as he murmured sweet encouragement to him until Ash was deeply sleeping. Evan watched as his child shifted into his snake form in his sleep and took him into his hands, the snake still the size of his palm. They had discovered that Ash shifted in his sleep when exhausted, it was supposedly because it let him recover faster.
A few months after their first trial, they had built a small nest for Ash's snake, and they had filled it up through the years with fur, shiny objects and anything Ash's snake liked.
That's where Evan took him, putting down the sleeping noodle and petting him gently as his body rose and fell with each breath, before covering him with a fluffy blanket.
After making sure that his snake was comfortable, the giant headed back to Kaleb. With only a towel covering his private parts, Evan could see the man's state much easier. Ash's healing had made great change, his grave injuries were now only minor ones that Evan bandaged after applying the healing ointment. The dark mage would be sore in the morning, but all his cuts and bruises would be gone.
The mage did look undernourished, even if he still had a baby face with fleshy cheeks, and the dark circles under his eyes made him look like a sleep-deprived panda. He must have been running from his opponents without rest for a good amount of time.
The giant covered him with a blanket and left the tent to welcome back his lover and his other son once they arrived from their hunt. He would need to warn them about their new guest and Ash's state before they entered the tent and made too much noise.
Evan didn't have to wait long as he saw Adam coming back with the other warriors about a quarter of an hour later, holding a huge boar on his back.
The giant's eyes narrowed as he looked at Adam's body up and down, his gaze devouring the clear lines of muscles as they flexed under the strain, his arms holding the boar over his shoulders made his biceps and chest bulge deliciously, the various tattoos enlightening the lines. His thick thighs were firm as he walked perfectly fine under the heavy weight. And don't get him started on those hips with a deep V-line that plunged underneath his shorts, the veins protruding and a small line of dark hair exposed by the low-waist shorts.
Evan gulped audibly.
As he felt himself start to harden, the giant shook his head and cleared his throat to get rid of dirty ideas. With an injured man in their tent, it wasn't a good idea to get swept off by his lust and fuck Adam endlessly. Once they started, it was hard to stop.
Evan watched with wrap attention as the warrior threw the dead boar over his shoulder and into a pile of other catches that would be collectively cooked for dinner. His bicep once again flexed as he ruffled his hair out of his face.
Adam had kept his black hair short, just under his ears, with the back longer and its end curling around his neck, while Evan's were shoulder length, just like his lover's liked. The giant didn't care about hair that much, but he liked that Adam's were just the perfect length to grab into as he fucked him doggy style. As for his own, Adam had once told him he liked it when he put it into a low man bun, that it made him look like a sexy rugged caveman, so Evan kept it long enough to be able to do it.
It was also why he kept all his hair, beard, chest and all, even though others found him quite hairy. In the Aleksy's tribe, the genes were surprisingly not strong for hair, even Adam had difficulty growing hair on his face and body, with only the ones on his head and around his crotch an exception. It was one of the warrior's complex at first, as he didn't find himself masculine enough and thought that it was pretty stereotyped for the bottoms, but then he met the nearly all bald tribe members and found himself lucky to at least have inherited of his father's genes for his fluffy mane.
Evan had gotten plenty of looks for his hairiness in the tribe in the past, but Adam had quickly taken it on himself to announce loudly and for everyone to hear that he liked a hairy man like Evan the best and that he would fight anyone who wanted to argue.
That had shut up the villagers since then and no one looked at him weirdly anymore.
Obviously, Evan couldn't care less about what others thought of him. Only Adam's opinion was important.
The giant was taken out of his thoughts as plump lips fell on his.
"What has you so deep in thoughts, Bear?" Adam chuckled in between pecks before stepping back, only for Evan to follow him and recapture his lips in a deep kiss. The warrior put his arms around Evan's neck, standing on his tip toe as nature didn't favor his growth spurt, contrary to the giant's. Evan mumbled in the kiss as he wrapped his arms around his lover's waist, holding him close like he wanted to fuse their bodies together. After a satisfying exchange of saliva, both of them stepped back while still holding the other. Adam titled his head with a curious smile and Evan had to hold back from chuckling as Ash's own reaction earlier overlapped with his Dad's.
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, as they said.
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