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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Late into the night, finally Anduin and Wrathion had worn themselves out after their pillow match; they lay catching their breath, the bed completely unmade and cushions scattered all over. On the dresser nearby the holy candles continued to burn undisturbed, from outside issued the downpour of rain, heavy like water cascading down a turbulent stream; it had Anduin's thoughts drift unawares to Pandaria.
"Light," he said softly, now completely flushed; "we've made so much noise, do you think anyone heard us?"
"Oh, definitely," Wrathion said without missing a beat; he remained on his back with hair scattered, one leg bent elegantly at the knee, and spoke with an air of philosophical introspection like he were somehow amused.
"I don't think there's a soul alive in this town who hasn't heard us."
Anduin's eyes went wide, he hoped for a moment he was just being teased, but understood soon enough that Wrathion meant it in earnest; somehow, however, despite his deep embarrassment he couldn't help a small, betraying smile.
Everyone heard— and certainly they must have thought—
—that he and Wrathion were doing intimate things, the sort he'd only ever dreamt of, and which he'd secretly prayed to the Light that he'd finally get to do, every night since adolescence.
And now certainly anyone nearby would have the impression that he, Anduin, was well-versed in these sorts of affairs— that was, in sex— and he'd appear to them a proper man.
Even though, technically, he'd never gotten anywhere near that far.
There was guilt in this, certainly, as a devout follower of the Light he had no intent to perpetuate false rumors like these— but at the end of the day he was only human after all, at an age when any human thought similarly; what's more, somewhere at the back of his thoughts he was aware he ought to be upset at Wrathion— because he, after all, had started the ludicrous rumor that they were supposedly lovers— a plain lie, and one which ought to offend him much more than it actually did.
And yet, somehow, inexplicably now it left him with an unmistakable feeling of pride.
He started to say a few things more when it occurred to him that at his side Wrathion already had started to drift back to sleep; he must have been quite tired if he passed out so soon.
"Right," Anduin murmured; he spoke softly, like he worried about waking him up. "At least now I have the blankets, see if I leave any for you."
He slowly climbed off the mattress and started to collect the sheets which were strewn in a disheveled heap, and then the cushions which had fallen to the floor; however, he couldn't very well keep them to himself like Wrathion had done, that would be childish.
"Can't believe I'm being this nice to you," he whispered; he proceeded to lean over Wrathion and draped the blankets over him with the sort of meticulous care to which he was accustomed as a priest, but he couldn't help pausing to gaze at him partway through.
It was curious to see how much he'd grown; Anduin recognized in him features that felt so deeply familiar he'd almost been taken back in time, but Wrathion appeared decidedly more adult now. He'd gained a regal elegance that was somehow humbling, he was deceptively beautiful for someone so conniving and shrewd.
"I hope you appreciate this," Anduin whispered now that he'd tucked him in properly; "I ought to leave you to freeze, after everything you've done."
However, instead of moving away, he remained where he was, his eyes lingered on Wrathion's sleeping expression, like he waited for him to say something in return; was he really sleeping...?
"You awake?" Anduin asked, he spoke in a tone above a whisper, but no response came; without his discretion, a thought passed through his mind which felt unexpectedly natural.
I could— I wonder if I could—
No, that was awful; what was he thinking of doing...? But it was Wrathion's fault, wasn't it, for telling everyone they were lovers— indeed, he'd have no one to blame but himself if he, Anduin, just leaned a tiny bit closer and—
Oh Light, what an unholy thing to think; get on your side of the bed and say a prayer to redeem yourself. Yes, say a prayer and then head to the bathroom and get yourself off, then wash up and don't come back to bed until your thoughts are pure.
However, in that moment Anduin could not deny that despite everything his thoughts could not feel purer; indeed the very notion was heavenly and sweet, in a way he did not understand. What's more, he felt nearly compelled to draw closer, like some fundamental force bound him in place, which was all-encompassing and impossible to resist.
Beyond that he nearly lost himself, like he had at the chapel before; there was golden light all around and he became aware only of an inexorable drive, the delicate chastity of innocence, childlike affection, the most immaculate and fragile sort of heartache—
—when he kissed Wrathion, it came as the softest, most virginal thing—
—and before the Light enveloped him, he was aware profoundly even without understanding that, somehow, Wrathion's words about the two of them really were true.
(On to Chapter 6)
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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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