Gods, Xavier stared at Evan's brightening smile and knew he could not leave Evan. But which direction would be leaving Evan? He wasn't going to suddenly stop being a captain, right? But what if he didn't come back from the goddess' realm one of these times? And, Xavier was a lieutenant. Maybe this was really not a simple decision.
Idel smiled back at Evan. They could do this. There was a path forward again, and that, at least, felt good.
Raccoon nodded and stood up from the table.
"Well, I'll check in again before sundown, then," Raccoon said and abruptly left the conversation, turning back to the table from whence he had come.
"I suppose I better go start talking to my troops about this," Idel said, preparing to leave the table himself. "Thank you for taking the time to speak with me, Evan. I appreciate it." He nodded to Xavier and smiled wistfully before walking away, leaving Xavier and Evan alone at the table.
Xavier shoved some food in his mouth and chewed quickly. Before he was done, he said, "So..." but then waited until he had swallowed to continue, finally meeting Evan's eyes. "I didn't... uh..." He really needed to show Evan he had control over all this, else it was never going to continue.
"That was some fast work; looks like Raccoon on board. When they're in, they're in." Yes, keep it to business, Xavier.
Part 1 (Start Reading Here)
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((OOC: Raccoon's adventures continue here!))
The sudden departure of two of his companions was surprising and admittedly a little disorienting to Evan. He supposed they made sense, though; the strange nervous drop in his gut settled and dissipated as he assured himself that both the departing soldiers were in fact taking what he had said seriously, and that was exactly why they were departing.
Then, there was Xavier, starting to stammer and stirring swirls of both excitement and nervousness in Evan's stomach, though they calmed somewhat when the lieutenant shifted attention back to the volunteer business.
"Raccoon, huh?" Evan glanced over towards the departing soldier. "Seems like an odd one, but if they're interested..." The captain shrugged, admittedly not really sure where he was going with the thought. He hadn't determined much about the soldier in that short interaction, and he supposed he found it strange to try to imagine all the unknowns about how that soldier would be in a blindfold and a loincloth and under the goddess' command. Certainly wouldn't be hard on the eyes, in any case.
Evan's cheeks regained some color, and he brought his gaze back to Xavier a bit sheepishly.
"Sorry about--" he cut himself off and pursed his lips, rethinking what he wanted to say. "Idel kinda happened to ambush me as soon as I woke up." He worried after the fact that apologizing was silly--after all, even though Xavier had stammered, he seemed mostly over whatever had been wrong when he'd first approached. But, he'd said it now, and any further babbling on Evan's part was sure to make it worse. He forced himself to take another bite of his food even though he wasn't especially hungry just then, just to make sure he didn't keep talking before Xavier replied.
The sudden departure of two of his companions was surprising and admittedly a little disorienting to Evan. He supposed they made sense, though; the strange nervous drop in his gut settled and dissipated as he assured himself that both the departing soldiers were in fact taking what he had said seriously, and that was exactly why they were departing.
Then, there was Xavier, starting to stammer and stirring swirls of both excitement and nervousness in Evan's stomach, though they calmed somewhat when the lieutenant shifted attention back to the volunteer business.
"Raccoon, huh?" Evan glanced over towards the departing soldier. "Seems like an odd one, but if they're interested..." The captain shrugged, admittedly not really sure where he was going with the thought. He hadn't determined much about the soldier in that short interaction, and he supposed he found it strange to try to imagine all the unknowns about how that soldier would be in a blindfold and a loincloth and under the goddess' command. Certainly wouldn't be hard on the eyes, in any case.
Evan's cheeks regained some color, and he brought his gaze back to Xavier a bit sheepishly.
"Sorry about--" he cut himself off and pursed his lips, rethinking what he wanted to say. "Idel kinda happened to ambush me as soon as I woke up." He worried after the fact that apologizing was silly--after all, even though Xavier had stammered, he seemed mostly over whatever had been wrong when he'd first approached. But, he'd said it now, and any further babbling on Evan's part was sure to make it worse. He forced himself to take another bite of his food even though he wasn't especially hungry just then, just to make sure he didn't keep talking before Xavier replied.
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Xavier followed Evan's gaze and looked at Raccoon's back. They were so unflappable. Of anyone Xavier could think of, Xavier thought that Raccoon would be all right as a volunteer. They would make it, one way or another.
Xavier turned back to Evan just in time for him to start stammering with color on his cheeks again. Ah, there was the explanation. Xavier slid over so he was directly across from Evan at the table now, a wide smile on his face.
"Guess I shouldn't have stopped myself from pacing outside your tent," Xavier joked in a quiet voice. A blush came upon his cheeks, but his smile only widened until finally he had to look away from Evan for a few moments. His face fell a little bit as he said, "The volunteers... it just seemed like a big deal. I know I'm not the first person you have to tell, but..." Xavier paused. "...I mean, you had a crowd." Xavier's smile returned in full force.
"Regardless, we have our work cut out for us," Xavier said excitedly. He held up a hand and then touched one of his fingers. "So, Raccoon, that's one... How many volunteers do you need? Do you know of any others? Should we talk to the men who have been attacked? Do you want me to do that?"
Yes, Xavier was definitely excited, but there was also a burning urge to demand that Evan take him back to Evan's tent so they could finish what they had begun now twice and been interrupted. His whole body ached from want, all of it coming back at once.
"Or, we could... I mean, if you need a break from..." Xavier blushed heavily and looked off to the side, having trouble shutting up his mouth.
Xavier turned back to Evan just in time for him to start stammering with color on his cheeks again. Ah, there was the explanation. Xavier slid over so he was directly across from Evan at the table now, a wide smile on his face.
"Guess I shouldn't have stopped myself from pacing outside your tent," Xavier joked in a quiet voice. A blush came upon his cheeks, but his smile only widened until finally he had to look away from Evan for a few moments. His face fell a little bit as he said, "The volunteers... it just seemed like a big deal. I know I'm not the first person you have to tell, but..." Xavier paused. "...I mean, you had a crowd." Xavier's smile returned in full force.
"Regardless, we have our work cut out for us," Xavier said excitedly. He held up a hand and then touched one of his fingers. "So, Raccoon, that's one... How many volunteers do you need? Do you know of any others? Should we talk to the men who have been attacked? Do you want me to do that?"
Yes, Xavier was definitely excited, but there was also a burning urge to demand that Evan take him back to Evan's tent so they could finish what they had begun now twice and been interrupted. His whole body ached from want, all of it coming back at once.
"Or, we could... I mean, if you need a break from..." Xavier blushed heavily and looked off to the side, having trouble shutting up his mouth.
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A shy grin curled at the corner of Evan's lips at Xavier's initial reply about pacing outside his tent. It was honestly relieving--confirming both that Evan had been correct about Xavier feeling out of the loop, but also that the boy was now willing to joke with Evan about it. Xavier even went on to explain his feelings further, and at the mention of a crowd Evan cast his gaze subtly over to one of the nearby tables that'd had an interested soldier or two before. Right now they didn't seem to be paying as much attention, but even so, it did make Evan want to get out of there, now. The urge to talk with Xavier in private was strong.
But then Xavier went on to talk more about the volunteer situation, and Evan looked back to the lieutenant with his eyebrows raised in mild surprise. He had no problem answering Xavier's questions but he really didn't want to re-capture people's attention just then. Xavier's offer to give Evan a break from it was only partially relieving; his mind filled in what they could do instead in all sorts of predictable ways, and the ache in his pants swelled once again. Fuck, did he want to be alone with Xavier with that going on? Well... yes. Yes, he did.
"Yeah, let's take a walk." Evan nodded his head absent-mindedly towards the exit and started to get up, though he paused mid-way through the gesture. "U-unless you're still eating?"
But then Xavier went on to talk more about the volunteer situation, and Evan looked back to the lieutenant with his eyebrows raised in mild surprise. He had no problem answering Xavier's questions but he really didn't want to re-capture people's attention just then. Xavier's offer to give Evan a break from it was only partially relieving; his mind filled in what they could do instead in all sorts of predictable ways, and the ache in his pants swelled once again. Fuck, did he want to be alone with Xavier with that going on? Well... yes. Yes, he did.
"Yeah, let's take a walk." Evan nodded his head absent-mindedly towards the exit and started to get up, though he paused mid-way through the gesture. "U-unless you're still eating?"
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Well, a walk was not exactly what Xavier had had in mind, but he supposed that, if Evan wanted to leave the mess tent, there might be more sensitive information that Evan wanted to give Xavier, and far be it from Xavier to decline any kind of invitation from Evan.
When Evan stuttered about whether Xavier was finished eating, Xavier promptly picked up his plate, shoveled the few remaining bites into his mouth, took an awkward moment to chew, and swallowed it all as quickly as he could.
"Nope. All finished." Xavier said. "Let's go." He had already stood up, tray in hand, prepared to return it, an excited grin on his face.
When Evan stuttered about whether Xavier was finished eating, Xavier promptly picked up his plate, shoveled the few remaining bites into his mouth, took an awkward moment to chew, and swallowed it all as quickly as he could.
"Nope. All finished." Xavier said. "Let's go." He had already stood up, tray in hand, prepared to return it, an excited grin on his face.
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Evan grinned in amusement at the boy shoveling the rest of his food into his mouth. The captain nodded once Xavier announced he was ready to go, and then lead the way over to return their dishes before heading out.
Whereupon, Evan lead Xavier pretty quickly and directly back towards his tent. Some part of him worried this would look too obvious--especially considering that the bulge in his pants probably wasn't terribly difficult to catch sight of--but he assured himself that everyone knew he and his lieutenant talked in his tent plenty, about perfectly business-like things, and in some ways this was no different.
Except that, the instant they were inside his tent, Evan couldn't stop himself from turning and pulling Xavier close by his hips--quite likely answering any question Xavier might've had about the bulge in Evan's pants--and then leaning forward into a kiss.
Whereupon, Evan lead Xavier pretty quickly and directly back towards his tent. Some part of him worried this would look too obvious--especially considering that the bulge in his pants probably wasn't terribly difficult to catch sight of--but he assured himself that everyone knew he and his lieutenant talked in his tent plenty, about perfectly business-like things, and in some ways this was no different.
Except that, the instant they were inside his tent, Evan couldn't stop himself from turning and pulling Xavier close by his hips--quite likely answering any question Xavier might've had about the bulge in Evan's pants--and then leaning forward into a kiss.
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Xavier happily followed Evan out of the mess tent and through camp, puzzled that Evan did not seem to be taking his usual routes toward the field or the forest... or even toward the river. Where were they going? But then they were at Evan's tent before Xavier knew it, and a surge of urgency and excitement welled in Xavier's lower belly and groin as he remembered what had so recently happened there. The kissing, the drumming on each other legs... the moment when Evan almost slapped Xavier. Ho boy. But Xavier experienced only excitement; there was not a trace of fear, or at least, not fear about what Evan would do.
Still, Xavier assumed Evan just needed to grab something out of his tent before their walk, and Xavier wondered briefly whether it was appropriate to follow Evan in or not. Was this an in-and-out situation or...?
After pausing for a few moments at the threshold of the tent flap, Xavier decided he would go in if only to sneak the kiss he so desperately wanted and had waited what felt like ages for.
But Xavier didn't even have a chance to suggest a stealthy kiss before Evan pulled Xavier toward himself and straight into the hard bulge in Evan's pants, which bumped pleasantly against Xavier's own that was, granted, not quite as hard... yet.
And then suddenly Evan's lips were on Xavier's, and Xavier moaned quietly into them like they were quite possibly the best thing he had ever tasted. And perhaps they were. There wasn't much competition that Xavier could drum up right at that moment. In fact, there was little else in the world except the fact that Evan had wanted Xavier enough to drag him closer this way. And Xavier had felt jealous in the mess tent. Ha.
Xavier's hands searched around Evan's belt, scrambling at first just for simple contact but then he realized they were searching for something and found it... the bandage. Xavier needed to remember to be careful of it this time. But it was so hard when all Xavier wanted to do was...
His fingers wound themselves into Evan's hair to press Evan's lips more deeply into his own, relishing the fact that Evan was only a little taller than Xavier himself. That fact had never felt so good. Without thinking, Xavier broke contact with Evan's lips only to kiss down the captain's neck, Xavier's body shivering between each kiss and another quiet moan vibrating against Evan's throat. Wow, Xavier really wanted this. There was absolutely no denying this now. Not a chance.
Xavier then fell straight to his knees and lifted up Evan's shirt, kissing around the bandage, which was, granted, only on one side of Evan's torso today and smaller, so that was good. Evan was healing. Xavier couldn't wait until he didn't have to be careful with Evan anymore. It wasn't Xavier's strong suit. Without missing a beat, Xavier's lips danced down to the top edge of Evan's pants, his fingers already prepared to unclasp Evan's belt as Xavier looked up at Evan and asked seriously, "How much time before we have to go for that walk?" His eyes were already drowsy with pleasure and desire, and he almost slurred the words as he spoke them.
Still, Xavier assumed Evan just needed to grab something out of his tent before their walk, and Xavier wondered briefly whether it was appropriate to follow Evan in or not. Was this an in-and-out situation or...?
After pausing for a few moments at the threshold of the tent flap, Xavier decided he would go in if only to sneak the kiss he so desperately wanted and had waited what felt like ages for.
But Xavier didn't even have a chance to suggest a stealthy kiss before Evan pulled Xavier toward himself and straight into the hard bulge in Evan's pants, which bumped pleasantly against Xavier's own that was, granted, not quite as hard... yet.
And then suddenly Evan's lips were on Xavier's, and Xavier moaned quietly into them like they were quite possibly the best thing he had ever tasted. And perhaps they were. There wasn't much competition that Xavier could drum up right at that moment. In fact, there was little else in the world except the fact that Evan had wanted Xavier enough to drag him closer this way. And Xavier had felt jealous in the mess tent. Ha.
Xavier's hands searched around Evan's belt, scrambling at first just for simple contact but then he realized they were searching for something and found it... the bandage. Xavier needed to remember to be careful of it this time. But it was so hard when all Xavier wanted to do was...
His fingers wound themselves into Evan's hair to press Evan's lips more deeply into his own, relishing the fact that Evan was only a little taller than Xavier himself. That fact had never felt so good. Without thinking, Xavier broke contact with Evan's lips only to kiss down the captain's neck, Xavier's body shivering between each kiss and another quiet moan vibrating against Evan's throat. Wow, Xavier really wanted this. There was absolutely no denying this now. Not a chance.
Xavier then fell straight to his knees and lifted up Evan's shirt, kissing around the bandage, which was, granted, only on one side of Evan's torso today and smaller, so that was good. Evan was healing. Xavier couldn't wait until he didn't have to be careful with Evan anymore. It wasn't Xavier's strong suit. Without missing a beat, Xavier's lips danced down to the top edge of Evan's pants, his fingers already prepared to unclasp Evan's belt as Xavier looked up at Evan and asked seriously, "How much time before we have to go for that walk?" His eyes were already drowsy with pleasure and desire, and he almost slurred the words as he spoke them.
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A spike of fear had stung at the back of Evan's head the instant his lips touched Xavier's, full of worry about whether this was okay after what had happened yesterday. But, he and the boy had parted on good terms, right? Xavier had even been a bit excited about the prospect of slapping by the time they'd ended, hadn't he? Not that that was really what Evan had in mind just then.
Either way, Evan felt the boy's moan vibrate through their kiss, and reassurance settled in his chest. Yes, Xavier wanted this. So much so, that the boy's hands were already fumbling around Evan's belt. Gods, yes, Evan wanted the boy's touch. He wasn't sure what he'd do about the whole saving-his-climax-for-the-goddess thing, but surely he could afford to let Xavier touch him even so. It was gonna fucking suck to stop, but he could do it. For the sake of enjoying Xavier's touch at all, he could do it.
Evan's whole body shuddered when Xavier moved his lips to Evan's neck, and he might've moaned if he wasn't paying attention to the noise they were making. Course, then Xavier moaned, but it was quiet, and gods it felt good vibrating against Evan's neck.
Then, all at once, the boy was on his knees, lifting Evan's shirt and kissing around his bandage. Evan let some nonsense syllable slip from his lips in surprise, his hips swaying towards the boy before he had time to think. Another spike of fear hit him, this time in his gut, but he wasn't sure what about really. And he didn't have time to try to figure it out before Xavier was pausing and asking Evan a question. How much time before a walk...?
Oh. Evan turned up an amused grin as he ran fingers through Xavier's hair, chills of anticipation already dancing up his back at what Xavier might do once he answered.
"This was the walk."
Either way, Evan felt the boy's moan vibrate through their kiss, and reassurance settled in his chest. Yes, Xavier wanted this. So much so, that the boy's hands were already fumbling around Evan's belt. Gods, yes, Evan wanted the boy's touch. He wasn't sure what he'd do about the whole saving-his-climax-for-the-goddess thing, but surely he could afford to let Xavier touch him even so. It was gonna fucking suck to stop, but he could do it. For the sake of enjoying Xavier's touch at all, he could do it.
Evan's whole body shuddered when Xavier moved his lips to Evan's neck, and he might've moaned if he wasn't paying attention to the noise they were making. Course, then Xavier moaned, but it was quiet, and gods it felt good vibrating against Evan's neck.
Then, all at once, the boy was on his knees, lifting Evan's shirt and kissing around his bandage. Evan let some nonsense syllable slip from his lips in surprise, his hips swaying towards the boy before he had time to think. Another spike of fear hit him, this time in his gut, but he wasn't sure what about really. And he didn't have time to try to figure it out before Xavier was pausing and asking Evan a question. How much time before a walk...?
Oh. Evan turned up an amused grin as he ran fingers through Xavier's hair, chills of anticipation already dancing up his back at what Xavier might do once he answered.
"This was the walk."
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Excitement burst up through Xavier's stomach and throat as Evan ran his fingers through Xavier's unruly hair and answered.
This was the walk.
Oh. Wow. It had certainly taken Xavier a moment to catch on. But that meant...
Xavier breathed heavily as his chest felt like it might implode from excitement. Without having instructed them to do so, Xavier's fingers started working on Evan's belt until it was free, and he undid the buttons with both hands, relishing in each moment that he was closer to Evan's skin but not bothering to slow down in the slightest. As soon as he could do so comfortably, Xavier slipped a hand into Evan's underwear and quietly moaned again at the soft skin of Evan's length. Allowing his body to guide him--swimming in desire as his mind was and therefore incapacitated in its ability to suggest otherwise--Xavier gently pulled Evan's length free of his underwear completely and softly rubbed his peach fuzz onto it, sliding his cheek back and forth over the gloriously smooth skin as Xavier stabilized Evan's cock with both hands. Steadying himself on one of Evan's knees--or maybe just wanting to touch Evan's legs--Xavier then moved to kiss Evan's length, moaning quietly there, too, and enjoying the ways he could feel the vibrations of it in his own hand.
And then, in one fluid, rash decision, Xavier grabbed onto the outer edge of each of Evan's thighs and eased Evan's cock into his mouth, the quiet moans continuing as his own genitals practically thrashed with impatience.
This was the walk.
Oh. Wow. It had certainly taken Xavier a moment to catch on. But that meant...
Xavier breathed heavily as his chest felt like it might implode from excitement. Without having instructed them to do so, Xavier's fingers started working on Evan's belt until it was free, and he undid the buttons with both hands, relishing in each moment that he was closer to Evan's skin but not bothering to slow down in the slightest. As soon as he could do so comfortably, Xavier slipped a hand into Evan's underwear and quietly moaned again at the soft skin of Evan's length. Allowing his body to guide him--swimming in desire as his mind was and therefore incapacitated in its ability to suggest otherwise--Xavier gently pulled Evan's length free of his underwear completely and softly rubbed his peach fuzz onto it, sliding his cheek back and forth over the gloriously smooth skin as Xavier stabilized Evan's cock with both hands. Steadying himself on one of Evan's knees--or maybe just wanting to touch Evan's legs--Xavier then moved to kiss Evan's length, moaning quietly there, too, and enjoying the ways he could feel the vibrations of it in his own hand.
And then, in one fluid, rash decision, Xavier grabbed onto the outer edge of each of Evan's thighs and eased Evan's cock into his mouth, the quiet moans continuing as his own genitals practically thrashed with impatience.
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Evan's fingers continued running through Xavier's hair as the boy undid his belt and buttons and reached for his length. Heat and elation surged from Evan's cock up his hips and into his gut, and the captain bit back a soft groan. His fingers started to grip at Xavier's hair as the boy ran his cheek along Evan's length, and he had to concentrate to keep his knees from giving out. He absolutely wanted everything that was happening, but he was also starting to panic about when he'd need to stop it. How late would be too late? Was Xavier only doing this in hopes of getting Evan off? Would the boy be upset if Evan told him he couldn't climax with him today?
All those thoughts dissipated into pure pleasure the instant Xavier's lips enveloped him. His fingers gripped tighter around the boy's hair, gently tugging Xavier's head closer as he rocked his hips forward, eager to get the most out of this oral embrace.
"Ah, fuck, Xavier..." he whispered breathily, but it was enough sound to snap him back to attention somewhat. If he got to thrusting, it'd be real fucking hard to stop. He wasn't especially keen on stopping altogether to explain the situation, though; surely he could just redirect things.
To that end--with a soft groan, which probably did hold some frustration in it, but Evan hoped Xavier wouldn't recognize it--Evan used his grip in Xavier's hair to hold the boy's head in place as he stepped back, shuddering as his length fell out from Xavier's lips and back into the cold air. He pushed through, though, not stopping for an instant before he sank down to his knees himself and pulled Xavier into another kiss, while one of his hands left the boy's hair to caress down his chest and torso. He rubbed at Xavier's cock over the boy's pants, and moaned softly into the kiss as he found that Xavier was also swollen. Gods, even just the feeling of it was so fucking delicious.
Evan's other hand also abandoned Xavier's hair to get to work on the boy's belt, thoroughly intent on making quick work of that while his lips continued stealing the attention of Xavier's. He echoed Xavier's motions on him--undoing the belt; undoing the buttons; reaching into his underwear; nudging aside fabric to pull the boy's length into the open air. Once that was accomplished, he pushed against the boy's chest, hoping to encourage Xavier to shift into a more comfortable position. Either way, after a few moments of that, he broke the kiss and eagerly dove down to take Xavier's length into his mouth with a soft moan.
All those thoughts dissipated into pure pleasure the instant Xavier's lips enveloped him. His fingers gripped tighter around the boy's hair, gently tugging Xavier's head closer as he rocked his hips forward, eager to get the most out of this oral embrace.
"Ah, fuck, Xavier..." he whispered breathily, but it was enough sound to snap him back to attention somewhat. If he got to thrusting, it'd be real fucking hard to stop. He wasn't especially keen on stopping altogether to explain the situation, though; surely he could just redirect things.
To that end--with a soft groan, which probably did hold some frustration in it, but Evan hoped Xavier wouldn't recognize it--Evan used his grip in Xavier's hair to hold the boy's head in place as he stepped back, shuddering as his length fell out from Xavier's lips and back into the cold air. He pushed through, though, not stopping for an instant before he sank down to his knees himself and pulled Xavier into another kiss, while one of his hands left the boy's hair to caress down his chest and torso. He rubbed at Xavier's cock over the boy's pants, and moaned softly into the kiss as he found that Xavier was also swollen. Gods, even just the feeling of it was so fucking delicious.
Evan's other hand also abandoned Xavier's hair to get to work on the boy's belt, thoroughly intent on making quick work of that while his lips continued stealing the attention of Xavier's. He echoed Xavier's motions on him--undoing the belt; undoing the buttons; reaching into his underwear; nudging aside fabric to pull the boy's length into the open air. Once that was accomplished, he pushed against the boy's chest, hoping to encourage Xavier to shift into a more comfortable position. Either way, after a few moments of that, he broke the kiss and eagerly dove down to take Xavier's length into his mouth with a soft moan.