Tributes

Chapter Fifty

Paul was warm and sweet. He fit in between Tyreol and Airean easily, gripping on them both as he dozed. Tyreol enjoyed the peaceful feeling of Paul unafraid of him. The look in the teenagers' eyes the previous day had worried Tyreol but the boy was happy to rest next to him. He slipped away as he felt Luke's powers stirring. His precious one was awake. Dragging out their next meeting was not going to help anyone. 

Tyreol lifted an eyebrow as he found three men in the room instead of one. The door was locked and Heilan had been with him which meant one culprit. The other person he had hurt in this little escapade.  It was a touch surprising with how the two of them had been to each other but possibly Edmund had been worried. 

He walked slowly to the foot of the bed, observing the three of them. He should be angry and discipline Jack. It was hard to contemplate when the three of them looked adorable together, all soft and warm. Luke was cocooned in the centre, surrounded by arms and blankets, with Edmund buried into his chest and Jack spooning his back. Jack's breath made the tips of Luke's hair flutter with every breath. Edmund's face was half-hidden and Luke's expression was one of peace.

A half-fae, a sporer and... Tyreol narrowed his eyes at Edmund again, a something. Edmund appeared to be human, but Tyreol hadn't managed to pry open whatever was being hidden beneath the skin. After all more than a few creatures could hide as human. To make it worse, Edmund himself was likely unaware of the other thing in him. Tyreol couldn't just ask him and get it out of him. But. 

Luke whimpered and the other two boys hugged closer. Tyreol sighed, pulling his power closer to stop disturbing the young immortal. This was going to be harder than he thought. 

"Boys."  His voice not particularly angry, though he made sure to have a firm face on. "Time to wake up."

There were a few groans as they all seemed to curl up tighter on each other. Edmund's eyes opened first. The man yawned, pulling back from Luke to stretch before remembering what was going on. The other two also seemed more away, the smell of Luke's fear filling the air. Jack's arms shifted as he held Luke closer. 

"Good Morning Master," Edmund smiled, a touch uncertain as to how he was supposed to be acting. 

Tyreol waved him over to him. The man came without much hesitation, kissing Tyreol's cheek as Tyreol picked him up and cuddled him for a moment before slapping his ass. Edmund winced at the slap but nuzzled back, letting himself be put on his feet. He gave a sheepish grin, knowing he was in trouble. 

"Morning Edmund. Go get breakfast, we'll talk later." 

Edmund kissed his cheek again before leaving, glancing over at Jack but not questioning why he was he was staying in the bed. Tyreol watched the young man leave, wondering what Edmund was beneath the layer of humanity around him. Should he even try to uncover it or would it be kinder to allow it to remain hidden?

"Go fuck him if you want," Jack commented crudely, breaking the thoughts. Tyreol gave him a look in response. "What? You seem to like looking at his ass. He's got a good one." Jack tilted his head with a challenge in his eyes.

"I have bigger issues to deal with today, pet," Tyreol sat on Jack's side of the bed, reaching over to rub Luke's legs. Luke's face was hidden from him, but a whimper escaped the boy at the touch. Tyreol froze uncertain for a moment before pulling away, his hand curling to a fist. Calm, he needed to stay calm. This was as much his own fault as it was Lukes, more so arbuably.  Luke wasn't the first tribute he'd frightened, nor was he likely to be the last.

Jack watched wary but not interfering with his actions. Tyreol caught his eye, and Jack raised an eyebrow. "I'm sure you do," Jack drawled, turning to kiss Luke's head before sitting up and letting go of the body in his arms. Luke murmured again, turning over to grab at Jack, the red haired man rubbing a hand over Luke's shoulder but ignored the call for help. "Want me gone?"