Rain [Short Stories]

I miss my Aslan Ship

      The Moon Family has been through many, many trials, encounters with unfortunate enemies, and conflicts between themselves. They beat back demons, Faeries, ill-intentioned humans and always seemed to prevail. They were all caring, tried to be selfless, and protecting family seemed to be what mattered most. Not only revered for their stories and acts of bravery, everyone who was born into the Moon family was dashingly beautiful. Chiseled jawlines, vibrantly coloured eyes, women's hips who just seemed to sway just right; you'd cut your hand slapping their gorgeous cheekbones.

      Two men in particular had always been put to the test.

      Alastair Moon was the type of Moon who was always cheerful, he'd put his work down to help you bring groceries in, and always had time to hear about your day. If you disregarded his past, he was a saint. He was an inventor, and sometimes hid himself away up in his lab or in his secret office. He was more often in his office, procrastinating.

      Then there was Alan. A nature god, but a Moon all the same. Cold, and callus usually, his heart warmed for one man only and that was Alastair. He didn't know what it was. Maybe it was his childlike joy, or his emerald green eyes that seemed to become deeper the longer you looked at them. He wasn't sure but he knew he loved him like he had loved Eunoia.

      Many people lived in Al's Tower, and this was one of the rare sunny days where everyone had gone outside. Except for Alan and Alastair. It was rare for Alan to ever be inside, claiming it stifled his powers but really he felt overwhelmed being around everyone. And the fact that he had to wear shoes inside to keep Moss from spreading over the floors irked him.

      The brooding inventor was hunched over his desk, one hand holding his forehead up as his left scribbled in his messy cursive writing against a notebook already half-filled with his smudged writing. His hand always messed the ink up by rubbing over it, and the side of his palm was black with it. He was focused on the story, conveying his thoughts onto paper as effortlessly as his pen laid down ink.
      He hadn't gotten up in hours. He leaned back in his chair, sighing, and just like clockwork, the elevator dinged in the background. The green eyed demon didn't even seem to notice the soft, plonky piano key of the elevator arriving or the soft whir of the door sliding back. Alan had to duck his head to avoid his branch antlers smacking against the door way. He could just make himself look like Alastair but that was so much work. He just liked being himself too much. Who wouldn't? The blue eyed nature god draped his arms around Al's shoulders, spitting Al's black curls out of his mouth as he set his chin on his head.

      "What're you doing?" He asked, his hands playing with the buttons on Al's trench coat as he read a few scribbled lines in Al's notebook, nodding softly at the prose.

      Alan earned a tired grunt from the man, and clicked his tongue softly at him.
      "Al, you need a break." he mumbled into his hair, the smell of rosemary and mint filling his senses. Al always smelled like that, and he never knew why. But he loved it so much. He rubbed his hands up and down his chest, causing the green eyed man to look up at him and smile softly. His shirt got all wrinkled, and Al's ink smudged hand dropped his pen to place his hand over Alan's.

      "I want attention." Alan huffed softly and twirled his hair around his fingers, dropping the piece to rake his fingers through his hair. Al hummed softly, nuzzling against his arm.

(Smut warning. Only read further if you absolutely do not care.)

      "Okay, then come here." he purred, his accent numbing his R's and making his C's pop softly. A shiver ran through Alan, and he pulled Al's chair out and grabbed his chin roughly, his lips inches away from the green apple chapstick that covered Al's pink lips. He grinned, his other hand rubbing over Al's crotch.

      The green eyed demon closed the distance between their lips, kissing his counterpart with a few moans in between. Shocks of pleasure went through him, just far enough away to beg for more. He watched as Alan got to his knees, their lips pulling apart with soft gasps as Al hummed and pulled his trench coat off, chucking his precious piece of clothing to the floor.

      If there was one person Al would dirty his trench coat for, it was Alan. The Nature God unbuttoned his pants, pulling his length out with a soft hum and licked it as Al's shirt was undone.

      The green eyed demon moaned, his hands grabbing handfuls of Alan's hair as the god began sucking. His lips wrapped around his tip, his tongue teasing it as he bobbed his head, softly and slowly deep-throating him, making Al gasp softly and moan out. His moans were soft, and sounded innocent in a, well, dirty way. They made Alan want to take his lover right on his work table. But no, he needed to be teased. He played with his balls, making his love squirm and whimper softly as he hummed on his cock. He was being gentle now, sure, but he'd get rough quick.

      "A...Alan-Fuck" he whispered harshly, pulling on his chocolate brown hair, avoiding his sticky, sap-covered antlers, making Alan pull off his dick and growl in response. He pulled on the length, jerking him off as he started sucking on his balls. This made Al gasp softly, and moan as he tilted his head back, his eyes clenched shut. His hands buried themselves in his hair as Alan went back to deep-throating him, his moans becoming louder as he went faster.

      "You're gonna make me cum-" he panted, a moan brushing past his lips as Alan slowly pulled off his dick. He whimpered from the loss of touch as Alan stood and pulled him off the office chair, teasingly buttoning his pants back up as he hummed. Al slid his hands around his waist, pulling him into a passionate kiss. Their bodies pressed together, hands gripping clothes, silently begging to have them off.

      Al shoved his tongue into Alan's mouth, fighting him for control as they stumbled towards the bed in the corner. Alan shoved him onto it, diving after him as he resumed the kiss, shoving his tongue into his mouth and rubbing it against his tongue; making soft whimpers pour out of Al's mouth as Alan's waist rocked into his. Their clothes quickly came off, and Alan slowly blessed Al's chest with hickies and soft kisses, making deep purple marks all over his ribcage. His nipples were played with, licked at until Al's soft whimpers enticed him. Al pulled him up to kiss his lips, and move down his jawline, beleaguering his neck with soft pink marks as Alan started grinding against him.

      He hummed, shivers running over his skin as Alan moaned in his ear. He loved it when he did that, it  sounded so nice, like music to his ears. Deep and satisfying.

      He whimpered softly as Alan rubbed the tip of his cock up and down his entrance, listening to him swear and moan as his cock slid in.
He quickly started pounding into Alastair, moaning as he watched him squeeze his eyes shut, his hand fall against his forehead, his other hand in Alan's hair. He moaned in his ear, making him arch his back.

      Their pants and moans filled the room, Al's floaty ones making Alan swear and rock his hips harder into Al's. Alan buried his head in Al's neck, feeling him rake his hand over his back as his legs wrapped around him. Al moaned loudly, swearing just as loud and whimpering as Alan's thrusts got faster, stronger, making him ooze pre-cum as he felt himself about to come to a climax.

       "Fuck–Fuck–I'm gonna cum–" Al moaned, his back arching as he came all over his chest, getting it on Alan too. He bit his lip as Alan moaned into his ear, feeling him twitch and keep slamming into him roughly as he came into him, riding their highs out just a bit longer.

      Alan cuddled into him, wrapping his arms around his green eyed demon as they panted, and blankets were quickly wrapped around them to fend off the cold.

      "I love you." Alastair whispered.

      "I know..."

      "Say it back, Alan."

      "I love you too, Alastair."