Bird of a Flock (Bow 2)

Chapter 23

Ryraso wasn't sure whether to feel horrified by how he was reacting to Tai'ray's ministrations or glad that Tai'ray was far too distracted making him moan to tease. Nel'os wouldn't be as kind. He possibly should have kept sleeping with Wiljam. He was reacting like a teenager who had no experience in pleasure. Moaning loudly and basically helpless as Tai'ray kissed down his body and nibbled, making him twitch in almost laughter.

"Tai'ray," he gasped as teeth scraped over the skin under his neck, hips buckling upwards. A hand wrapped around his leg and kept his hips suspended. It gave a better angle to rub against Tai'ray's thigh and he shamelessly humped against him as Tai'ray continued to kiss and nibble along his jawline.

"Ryraso," Tai'ray grinned. "Love you," he hummed, kissing beneath Ryraso's ear. "Nel'os is going to love you if you continue to act like this now."

"Tell him about this and I'll..." the effect of the threat was ruined as Ryraso groaned. Tai'ray's hand having shifted downwards. Ryraso glared at Tai'ray as he chuckled. Plan a success. Reaching up, Ryraso grabbed Tai'ray's face and pulled him down for a proper kiss. Tai'ray obliged him and continued to play with Ryraso. Then it stopped.

Ryraso frowned as the movements stopped and leaned around from Tai'ray. His eyes were unreadable. The look turned darker, lust fading to be replaced with anger. Something had clearly gone wrong.

"Tai?" Ryraso asked cautiously.

"Ryraso, your child has fantastic timing," Tai'ray growled with fury in his voice. "Eyeri is trying to escape again," he hissed, letting go of Ryraso's hip. Before Tai'ray could roll away, Ryraso wrapped his legs around his waist and held on tightly to stop him from leaving. Slightly scared of what was about to happen. This was the kind of mood where the Winglord was far too unpredictable and Ryraso was not going to let the man go off without knowing what the hell is going on. Tai'ray looked down at him in surprise.

"What is happening?" Ryraso demanded.

Tai'ray swallowed, looking down at Ryraso covered in hickeys and flushed but with a serious expression and felt his inner beast falter slightly from its original intent. "Dyn'ad thinks it's Eyeri's oldest brother trying to save him," Tai'ray growled begrudgingly in explanation, his shoulders tense, his wings puffed out like he was about to go and fight an enemy.

Ryraso blinked and frowned before things hit him. "The Sparrows," he whispered, clinging onto Tai'ray tightly.

"The only good thing is that this gives me a valid reason to keep them," Tai'ray snarled, pushing upwards. Ryraso fell backwards but quickly recovered, standing up and rushing after the very angry and animalistic k'nairi. Whoever went against Tai'ray now was going to get torn apart. "Go rest, Ryraso," Tai'ray ordered, not looking at him.

"Not until you promise me you won't kill whoever is responsible," Ryraso demanded, chasing after him. He stopped in the doorway, painfully aware he was barely dressed and clearly dishevelled. The guards were just as likely to gossip as the servants and Ryraso was not about to encourage rumours about how their relationship was going. With how the link was acting at the moment, Ryraso suspected people would assume Tai'ray had tried something and had Ryraso reject him.

Tai'ray let out a snarl but stopped in his tracks before he left the consort rooms and went into the hallway. He visibly took a deep breath, his shoulder's still very tense. "I won't kill any of them. I won't hurt Eyeri at all if I can help it, the others I can't make promises for," he stated, not looking at Ryraso.

"Tai'ray," Ryraso pleaded.

The Winglord turned and walked back up to Ryraso. He pressed their foreheads together and closed his eyes, breathing in Ryraso's scent. Ryraso watched him silently but could see Tai'ray's shoulders slump slightly. When Tai'ray's eyes opened again they were less dark and more the person Ryraso had fallen for a long time ago.