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Naked (WRATHION X ANDUIN WRYNN)	By : flagfish Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 2427 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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For several moments, Anduin merely watched Wrathion go about his preparations for bed; he readied himself to see him disrobe spontaneously at any moment, but somehow this time Wrathion hadn't done so— instead, he merely wore his shorts and undershirt like many humans would for sleep.
It occurred to Anduin with a bout of embarrassment that he actually anticipated seeing him undressed again, and he denied the thought the moment it came; he followed his motion through the room before finally he managed some words.
"You had best tell me," he stammered, "what it is exactly that you have planned— I won't be fooled a second time, I'll smite you— are you listening—"
Despite him his pulse still went too fast for his liking, he could feel the fury of the light from before slowly dissipate; what did Wrathion mean, they really were lovers...?
Nothing, he'd meant nothing by it— he was just being a dick, which was his natural state.
Now and then he noticed in him little habits he remembered, which were so familiar for what they were that he could imagine they still were at the Tavern in the Mists; "Well," he said, despite him he glanced at Wrathion's long, slender legs, his lean chest and abdomen which were slightly visible beneath his undershirt. "I don't trust you, and I'm not your— we're not— I'm not sharing a bed with you, I don't care what lies you told everyone in—"
"I already told you," Wrathion said without looking up from a scroll he was reading; "That last bit wasn't a lie— but I suppose I can't blame you for not trusting me, you'd be a fool to do so, wouldn't you?"
His nonchalance was aggravating.
"Right," Anduin huffed; "Fine, know what? Sure, okay, we're lovers. Could've fooled me, best send a letter to Father, he'd be thrilled—"
He regretted the words soon as they came, because he noticed immediately the way Wrathion's mouth inched up in a grin; oh, without doubt he was loving this, he smiled fully like here was the best idea he'd heard all day.
"You know?" he said, "I've not even considered that— Varian would be well chuffed—"
"We are not! Lovers!" Anduin cried conclusively, he'd become well aware by then that Wrathion had got anger out of him he never knew he had; Why am I letting him get to me? he wondered; he's clearly trying to make me upset, I have to find inner peace—
"All right—" he said with a deep breath; "I'm just— I'm gonna go and say my evening prayers—I have to be up early tomorrow to give a service, so just— just don't talk to me for the rest of the night, and don't try anything— I—"
He'd been about to say something more about how he had no intent to share a bed, but for some reason he didn't; instead he told himself inwardly that it didn't matter either way, because it wasn't anything they've not done before, when Wrathion was a whelp.
The very thought of having a lover was absurd; apart from a few dates here and there, Anduin had never been in a serious relationship before, and the farthest he'd got was second base.
And like every young person around his age, he was dead curious to know what sexual things were like.
It was a matter of fantasy and not something tangible which he expected to experience anytime soon, but could it be that Wrathion would actually want—
Light almighty, he flushed on catching himself at this train of thought; Am I truly this stupid? Clearly he's trying to taunt me in some way.
And Wrathion spoke of it so casually, too, like to him it was no big deal; it occurred to Anduin that perhaps Wrathion had him beat where sex was concerned, and that perhaps he'd achieved far more than he had during their time apart.
He found suddenly that this matter worried him almost as much as his concerns about the holy relics he'd come here to investigate; there was a messy tangle of issues left unresolved between them, he realized, which had stewed slowly over a number of years and had finally come to a boil.
Not now, he thought, I have to find peace; I have to devote myself to the Light fully for my evening prayers.
He left their shared quarters and headed down the hall with intent to visit the small chapel located downstairs, and tried to compose himself and appear priestly to members of the staff; however, he took notice on his journey that gazes lingered on him, and that he'd got more attention than he normally received as a foreign dignitary.
He felt it moreso on arriving at the chapel, when he'd become aware of the Light's immediate presence; it carried an uncanny thrum and luminescence which felt pleasant and warm, and uncharacteristically potent for what it was— the sort of energy he'd usually feel after a heartfelt prayer.
Even his anger from before had virtually subsided, and without it he was left only with an encompassing awareness of holy energy, it pulsed through him like a natural extension of his being; as was his habit when coming into a chapel to pray he amicably greeted the others in attendance, though now he practically felt their eyes on him.
He thought of how profoundly charged with the light he'd become, and wondered if still the holy energy radiated from him like it had in his room before; somehow, however, this unusual surge of devotion felt natural and right. The impulse to kneel down in prayer had become overwhelming, heartfelt righteousness coursed through him all throughout as finally he proceeded to do so.
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The low sound of crickets, something like a warm summer evening, like camping outdoors— like back in Pandaria...
For some time Anduin kept his eyes closed, he was still warm all over, pleasantly soothed, there came the gentle caress of water...
Through the tendrils of sleep he felt blindly for the damp cloth on his brow and finally opened his eyes; he was lain in a tub in a human-style bathroom, for some moments he struggled to remember where he was.
The hands washing his shoulders were kind, uncannily careful, unmistakable in their honest affection; he was reminded of days long-passed, far back in boyhood when he was a very small child and his father had bathed him.
But this wasn't Stormwind Keep; he had traveled far from home, he'd come to Bradensbrook, a Gilnean town in a distant land...
Why was he being bathed? He'd been speaking with the other priests at Bradensbrook... no, that was earlier on... he'd returned to the place where they were staying— he'd been made to share a room with—
In a moment of horror he spun rapidly around and stared wide-eyed at Wrathion, and then quickly scrambled to shield himself with his hands; "What are you doing here?" he stammered, he could feel himself flush from head to toe, and now glanced around the room for something better with which to cover himself.
Outside the bath, Wrathion appeared terribly insulted; he huffed with an air of aristocratic disgust and raised one eyebrow, unamused. "Barbaric," he said crisply, and that was rich, coming from a dragon.
"I knew you were up to something," Anduin murmured with audible embarrassment, he was now grabbing clumsily for the closest towel he could find, and tried to figure out a way to stand and get it around his waist without allowing Wrathion to see anything in the process.
Soon he was stumbling around in attempt to get the towel wrapped, without any of the grace or composure he usually strove for as a priest; "What did you do?" he asked, "Why was I in there?"
He pointed indignantly at the bath.
Wrathion, who appeared to have just about had it, stood opposite him with arms crossed and tapped one foot irritably; "I didn't do anything, Anduin Wrynn," he said. "Brother Benjamin came in here and said you had passed out at the chapel."
At that, Anduin frowned; he tried to remember the events that transpired earlier, but many of them felt like a blur; before he could make sense of them Wrathion continued. "Something about the Light," he said, "the endowment of profound holy power— I don't know, speak with your mortal friends. But I'm not sure I fancy talking to you after that..." He waved one hand dismissively; "...that scene just now."
He appeared whelpishly affronted and was now elegantly dabbing his hands in a towel; Anduin still struggled to register that the fully adult, deceptively handsome young man before him was Wrathion.
Well— not really a man, and not really fully adult, was he? He must have been a drake at the eldest...
...why was he thinking about these things...?
Apart from all this, what Wrathion had said about the Light intrigued him, but he was quick to remind himself to take it with a grain of salt: after all, who knew what lies he might be weaving. "Yeah, well—" Anduin said, he still felt thoroughly embarrassed to have been seen— no, touched— without clothes on. "I'll see about that; I'll speak with the others in the priesthood, I don't believe a word out of your mouth."
"This is getting tiresome," Wrathion replied, he walked out of the bathroom and in the direction of what Anduin now recognized as their mutual quarters; before Anduin could respond, there came vaguely Wrathion's voice again, in something like an afterthought.
"You know," he sounded almost amused; "You have freckles in the darndest places..."

(On to Chapter 4)
A/N: I would love to find someone interested in roleplaying Warcraft lore, especially Wrathion/Anduin, Varian/Arthas, or Illidan/Kael'thas (if this is still on here then I'm still looking, haha! Regardless of the date on the fic ^^) I've had a very difficult time finding anyone interested in this, as WoW fangirls usually like RPing their OCs (which I'm not interested in doing). I don't mind at all if you don't know much lore; if English isn't your first language; if you're a little shy; if you're new to Warcraft or to RPing; or if you've not RPd canon characters before. I just like writing with someone else who's passionate about the same stuff =) If you feel like giving it a go, then please reach me through the contact info on my profile. Thank you! ^^
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