Possessed by Love

Chapter 11, Goodbyes

Avriel awoke to his tall lover, hovering over him and placing gentle kisses onto his face. "Good morning beautiful..." He mumbled in his low morning tone, which Avi thought to be nothing less than attractive, "Morning..." He whispered back quietly, leaning up slightly to gently press their lips together, and before he knew it, Scott held him up with great strength, keeping their mouths in contact as his large hands held the smaller man's body, one roaming up and down his torso, gently caressing his soft skin as he deeply continued to kiss. The soft touched sent shivers down his spine, his own hands reaching up and knotting themselves into the lovely blond locks he adored so, fingers gently massaging at his scalp as they randomly gripped at his hair.

The brunette gently pulled away, a bit breathless as he faltered to speak. "Scott...l-lay down..please.." He whispered quietly, the blond curiously nodded and did what he was asked, staring up at the shorter as he hovered over him. Avriel smiled down at him, lips gently pecking his before trailing down to his chin, then slowly down his neck as he glanced up at him. He let out a happy giggle, "Avriel dear, what are you doi-" His voice caught in the back of his throat as he felt the man play with the hem of his shorts. "M-may I..?" He asked sheepishly, earning an eager nod before he peeled them off of his legs. He bit down onto his lip as his lover slowly began to rub his length, gently kissing at his hip bone before ceasing his actions, and shifted to a new position. "Avi? O-oh.." He let out a gasp, the brunette's lips slowly easing down his length, enveloping him in a tight heat.

Scott covered his mouth to hold back his moans, his other hand tangled in Avriel's godly brown locks as he almost expertly bobbed his head, sending shock waves of pleasure through his love's body.

Scott let out a low moan, hands flying down to grip the bearded man's hair as he saw fireworks. "Avi I..oh god...I-I" his voice was cut off by the father of the house angrily throwing open the door of the house and stepping outside, angrily yelling "Where are those idiots!?". The men both stared at each other in fear, quickly ceasing their actions and jumping up to get dressed, they didn't know the time, and got too caught up with each other to even think of it.

  They scurried down and out of the barn, into the house to now clean up after the family's meal. Avriel apologized profusely as he cleaned, the Lord glaring at him angrily as he didn't respond. Once they were finished, they were sent to their daily routines, the blond heading into the barn as the brunette aimlessly walked about the garden, watering what see fit and plucking every weed in sight. 

 Scott stared at the shorter man as he was ordered back into the house. He bit his lip as he stared at the door, sighing in relief as he saw him walk back out, holding a large basket. He curiously watched, smiling as he saw him bend down and begin to pick flowers, placing them into the basket with such a great amount of joy. You would never believe Avi was the older one, he had such a childish persona about him, it gave him an optimistic view on life, and an adorable personality that Scott loved. 

  He smiled at his thoughts, slowly walking over to the house for more orders, before he heard the Master of the house say the name "Avriel." He stopped dead in his tracks and listened through the slightly open door. "Were sending them back tomorrow and that's final..we can't have filth like them poisoning our children...even if they do work hard.." He mumbled lowly, causing his wife to let out a sigh. She quickly saw Scott, instead of revealing of his ease dropping, she gave him a sad glance, mouthing the words "I'm sorry..". Scott nodded her way and turned from the door, strolling down to where Avi was to break the news. They knew they couldn't stay forever, but the smaller man enjoyed serving the family dearly, not only did it remind him of his, or that the land was breath taking, but he could be comfortable with Scott, he could act how he wanted and not be afraid. 

  He let out a small sigh that caught the older man's attention, he quickly turned around, his green eyes vibrant with joy as a large, happy smile decorated his face. "Want to help me pick flowers?" He asked the blond, gently taking one of his hands. He replied with a nod, slowly plucking the ones he found the most beautiful and gently placing them in the basket. "Avriel..", "Yes Scott?" He looked at him, smile fading at Scott's un-easy look. "We...we have to leave tomorrow...were being sent back to the church..", "Why? We weren't supposed to leave for another week..". Scott gulped before gently enveloping him in a hug, which was returned eagerly. "They know my dear...but it'll be okay..Father will never find out...He won't be back for a few more days, he was on a trip to meet for a new Deacon for the church...he will never know..." He reassured him, gently kissing his forehead and causing him to let out a low giggle. 

  The pair walked back into the house with the flower basket, being ordered to pack up their belongings for the carriage that would arrive for them at nightfall. The two trudged to their room, saying goodbye to it one last time before bringing their belongings into the carriage, before saying goodbye to the Master's lovely wife, and departing from the home.

  Scott held Avriel close as he slept during the ride. His large hands gently caressed up and down the smaller's back, being the cause of his slumber in the first place. He let out a sigh, glancing downwards at him and smiling to himself. 'What if Father does find out...' His thoughts crept up onto him, causing him to shiver at the possible outcomes. 'No need to think of that, he won't find out.' He reassured himself, holding the smaller man closer and slowly closing his eyes, allowing himself to drift off into a peaceful sleep.