The Loudest Silence
#5 of Heaven's Son
Disclaimer: This chapter contains situations of an adult nature, and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between two males. If you're not old enough (depending on where you live it varies, usually 18) don't read this. If you're not comfortable with this idea, do not read this. As an aside: I've been asked this, and I will answer. Alexi is not gay. Nor is he straight. Nor is Alexi bisexual (though that is the most accurate description by modern standards). Alexi is from a time period where such distinctions did not exist, so to take contemporary labels and try and stick them on characters from a different era with a different worldview is very naïve...end rant. I do enjoy feedback tremendously. So please leave some here or feel free to e-mail me at nightflurry @ yahoo.com . Also this is my first attempt at writing yiff, so I'm very worried about how it will come out. I think I maybe have not been descriptive enough, since I decided to make it a sort of detached romantic sex rather than jerk worthy smut.. It's a bit short too I think, wrote it in one sitting. Sorry...rambling. Anyhow, I highly recommend reading previous chapters to be able to get the story. Enjoy
Chapter V. The Loudest Silence
Quos amor verus tenuit, tenebit.
Those whom true love has held, it will go on holding.
-Seneca
Alexi stirred uncomfortably on his makeshift bed, there was too much on his mind to allow sleep. After leaving the village, the Tourii and he rode uneventfully for another day before coming upon a massive clearing that evening where the Dorian army was assembled; they had made the rendezvous on schedule.
That wasn't what was on his mind though... on coming upon the army, Alexi's eyes were drawn to something far more sinister. In the distance and through the growing darkness he saw thousands, no, tens of thousands of campfires. That was another army...that was the enemy army. His neckfur stood on end and a shiver ran up his spine. There were just so many that he could barely comprehend it. It was too late for a battle the soldiers had said, so both sides bedded down that night. It seemed surreal to Alexi. Sleeping within a few stadia of the enemy, close enough to see each other; only to rise the next morning and do battle.
It didn't really matter what he thought though; things were as they were. The Tourii set up tents along with the rest of the army, with Alexi and Naorume each having their own and the rest sharing. It was in his tent that Alexi tossed and turned uneasily. He couldn't clear his mind no matter how hard he tried, the coming morning was all he could think about.
Some soldiers with awe-inspiring voices were singing not far from the tent, he listened to them for sometime, mesmerized by the quality of the singing. That was it... he quietly slipped from the bed and out into the cool night air. He left his armour behind and instead wore only his linen undergarment of the same fashion as everyone else's so that he couldn't be distinguished from anyone else. The raccoon instinctively gravitated towards the campfire with the singing. He came into the flickering light and took an empty spot on one of the logs. There was a small group there, but they were dispersing; hugs and salutes and nods as they departed for their various tents.
All but one that is. A big boned and imposing black cat grinned widely at the new arrival. The feline must be a veteran, judging by his obviously graying muzzle. "Evening to you lad. Don't believe I've seen your face around here before."
Alexi shook his head and returned the smile. "That's because I've not been here before...can't sleep." The big cat nodded softly, understandingly.
"Aye, not many can their first time; some can't ever. You stay here and talk if you need to, lad." The black cat coughed and pointed to himself. "Name is Marcus, and you are?"
The raccoon sighed; he wasn't going to lie about his identity, especially not to some old honorable veteran. "Alexi."
Marcus nodded again and furrowed his brows momentarily. "So you're him."
Alexi returned the nod. "So it seems." He growled softly in frustration. "I don't know what to do, Marcus. I'm supposed to be living symbol of the Emperor's will, but I'm scared as a little kit." He looked up at the older man, needing some response. The Imperial Enforcer, visibly trembling at the thought of a brawl...really quite pitiful.
Marcus winced and got up slowly, moving so that he sat beside Alexi. The older cat looked down at the ground. "We're all scared as little kits my lord, but we learn to ignore it, and you too will in time. Nobody was ever ready for their first fight, but we face it. Soldiers aren't born, Alexi, they're made. They're made through blood and iron and hardship." The cat smiled and patted the Enforcer on the back. "This army is watching you, lad...you'll come though. Now, if there's anything you need to do, you do it tonight."
Alexi took the words in and nodded to himself, he turned to speak to Marcus, but the feline was gone. "Damn..."
He rose and began walking back to his tent heavily. No...wait. He turned his head to another tent, Naorume's; Now, if there's anything you need to do, you do it tonight.
He reached the fox's tent and hesitated. Was this the right thing to do? Maybe, maybe not; whatever the case, it needed to be done. His paw quietly opened the flap and he knelt down and crawled in through the low entrance.
Naorume's head quickly shot up at the intrusion, but the fox said nothing, just watched silently as Alexi removed his linens and set them aside. He was about to say something when a raccoon finger was pressed against the vulpine's muzzle, hushing away any conversation. Alexi pulled up the covers and slipped in with the fox slowly. Naorume apparently slept in the nude, as Alexi felt the other's fur against his own as their bodies met.
The pairs noses met gently as their bodies began to intertwine. Alexi's tail curled around the wait of Naorume and the fox's arms made their way around Alexi's back. The raccoon's paws found the ears of his partner and rubbed them between their fingers, eliciting a deep churring from the fox.
Alexi nuzzled down along the length of the vulpine muzzle, murring on his own as their mouths met. They pressed against each other, eyes closed as their muzzles locked into a passionate kiss. Alexi felt his partner's tongue slide over his own and into his maw; instinctively he suckled gently on the intruding appendage, giving it a few ever so gentle nibbles.
Naorume withdrew from the kiss and growled lustfully, taking the raccoon by the shoulders he shifted so that he was hovering over the now pinned Enforcer with a wicked grin.
Alexi returned the lustful growl and reached up, pulling the other back down on top of him, making the fox yip. There was something different this time that the two pressed against each other; Alexi felt the solid mass of Naorume's arousal against his stomach, and the fox surely felt the same sensation against his own belly. The fox eased off Alexi slightly, enabling him to slip a paw skillfully between them and curl it around Alexi's coonhood.
The raccoon shivered slightly and contorted his face ever so slightly at the touches. Naorume was skillful with the paw, it didn't hurt that he had good material to work with. Alexi was no monster down there, but he was above average at around seven and half inches of male, with an average girth. With his unoccupied paw the fox reached to the side of the bed, flicking open a leather pouch with and smearing some of the contents on a finger. He then exchanged paws, coating Alexi's shaft with the gel like substance.
Alexi tensed up at the new sensations. His paws found their way around Naorume's back and onto the fox's thighs, where they slowly rubbed the soft fur. The vulpine arched his back and continued his gentle and expert work on the coonhood.
The two didn't speak, they didn't need to... their eyes locked and that that needed to be said was communicated. Naorume gave the coon a quick lick on the nose and shifted positions again. The fox's tail raised and swayed back and forth slowly as its owner positioned himself. Coonmeat still in paw, Naorume moved so his exposed entrance was mere inches away from the raccoon's member; by now starting to slowly dribble pre.
The fox lowered himself, gasping quietly as the tip swiftly entered him. He halted; eyes open just a slit and muzzle giving a silent 'Ooh'. For his part, Alexi grunted under his breath. Placing one paw on Naorume's thigh, he takes one of the fox's into his own with the other. Moments later the fox resumed, steadily taking the length until his rump rested upon the raccoon's thighs.
They stopped, adjusted. Nothing prepared Alexi for this. He had obviously done this before, with this fox, but that was different, he didn't remember that. He'd done this with other males in the past, not like this though. This was different...the pure yet silent sexual energy present nearly overwhelmed right there, but he focused his mind. It had to last... gods the fox was tight and slick around him; far better than anything the young raccoon had had in the past.
His still bliss was interrupted by movement; the fox was moving his warm ring up. Alexi gasped and gritted his teeth as Naorume came back down; the fox felt like warm liquid silk to the coon. The rhythm began at last: Naorume lifted, then slowly lowered, and the coon matched them with mirror thrusts. The raccoon moved a paw along the vulpine's inner thigh, reaching the prize and grasping it. A small 'erf' escaped the fox's muzzle at the touch. Naorume was smaller than Alexi, but not by a lot.
Alexi stroked the other in time with the slow rocking, he felt liquid on his paws through the fur... pre, the fox was leaking copiously. Alexi smeared it over the foxhood, his thumb circling around the tip. The maleness throbbed and jumped at this attention; it's owner's face contorted.
The coon moved faster, his head now a swim with the pleasure of his actions. The fox leaned forward, taking Alexi's open muzzle into his own and kissing again. The kiss wasn't a very effective one, as the thrusting constantly shook the two, but it served to further and rapidly increase the inevitable result of the lovemaking.
That's what it was, of course. It's a fine line between fucking and lovemaking, and it's often hard to distinguish. Neither fox nor raccoon had expressed love, nor had there been anything to suggest that was the case. They both understood though that this was not sex, it was lovemaking; pure and simple.
Alexi felt the warm embrace upon his member clench forcefully and Naorume gripping the coon's sides tightly. The fox shuddered erratically, a suppressed growl emanating from the vulpine muzzle as Naorume spilled his seed onto Alexi's chest fur and paw. The coon's head swam at the sudden rush of stimuli, and he too went over the edge. His head thrown back and teeth gritted he rapidly pumped into the fox, erupting violently, taking the fox as his...
The thrusts slowed to a stop as the pair came down from their sexual highs; they kept a tight grip on each other as they panted. There they remained for what seemed like an eternity of nuzzling and licking and murring.
It had to end though, of course; and Naorume was the initiating party. He slowly and carefully pulled himself off of Alexi, rolling off to the side; backside facing Alexi. The raccoon turned likewise and slipped an arm under the other's neck, giving the fox's ear a few nibbles.
He closed his eyes and sighed happily and drifted off...now he was ready.