I Scored Myself A Mate

"Somebody please tell me why did I write him so beautifully? Why did I describe him as the object of pure innocence and kindness when in reality he has me in a psychopath's basement to butcher him and turn him into an invitation." Ea mumbled angrily as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. He frowned as he stared at the metal table in front of him. He was holding a saw, an apron covering his body while his hands and the white material were painted a vibrant red color. Unfortunately it was not paint, he hadn't found his secret calling in abstract arts, it was blood and he had been down there for at least two hours butchering a dead body as the king had ordered. 

He felt disgusted and needed to take a bath immediately. He had managed to cut the arms in egual parts counting all of the lords of the elf Kingdom in his mind as she chopped of and sawed all of the parts. He sighed thinking that this was the last thing he was expecting to be doing at this time of day. 

As he returned to work, blood splattering everywhere and the disgusting sound of bones crushing echoed in the smelly room he heard footsteps coming from the stairs. He could easily recognize the pace of the foots. It was quick but heavy at the same time. The person who was coming wore a very heavy pair of shoes and Ea could bet everything that it was Ares.

"Are you done?" He heard the voice of the prince reach his ears above the sound of the saw and he snapped his head to meet his eyes. Ares scanned him, from head to toe with a disgusted expression, his nostrils widening as he moved his head back slightly. 

"Do I look like I am done?" He asked him and Ares looked at the dead body. Yeah he wasn't anywhere near being done. He looked at his husband and the initial disgust slowly faded off. He bit his lip trying to hide his upcoming smile. He looked too funny. Bathed in blood with the little apron around him, his small frame contradictory to the huge saw he held in one of his hands. "Don't you dare laugh." Ea told him and pointed a finger at him. Ares raised his arms in defense and approached him. He grabbed the saw away from Ea and gently pushed him away taking his place. 

"Rest a bit, I will do it for now. So what do you want me to do?" He asked and Ea looked at him with a questioning look that didn't take long for Ares to notice. "What?"

"What do you want in exchange? There is no way the all mighty Disee prince would be helping me with this without a price." Ea said and crossed his arms over his chest. He was looking at Ares as if he had done something wrong which he didn't want to reveal. The young elf smiled cheekily.

"Sex." Ares told him and Ea gasped. He rushed forward and tried to take the saw away from Ares but the prince raised his arm making it really hard for him to reach it. He jumped up and down a few times while hearing Ares' chuckle and rolled his eyes. He felt like a clown, a short clown but obviously he wouldnt let this pass. He stopped truing to get a hold of the tool and kicked Ares right in the sheen making him groan and drop it instanlty.

"You jerk!" He shouted and Ea shrugged his shoulders.

"You wanted to play." He told him mimicking the smile that Ares had gifted him before.

"Oh, believe me I want to play." He told him and wrapped his arm around Ea's waist. He pulled him close and kissed his neck, the young elf closing his eyes. His lips were so soft, hot as they landed on his flashed skin. Trails of passion on his body."I want to play with your hair..." He whispered in his ear and his fingertips touched the short raven hair. "I want to play with your lips." He continued and bit Ea's bottom lip gently. "I want to play with your body. Here..." He said and his palm traveled underneath his shirt, his fingers seductively brushing seductively his nipples making him gasp. "...and here" he continued as his palm rested on top of his sensitive area. Ea gasped, feeling someone else touch him like that for the first time.

"Not in front of the deceased." Ea said.

"The deceased has been turned into sushi." Ares said. " He won't mind." 

"I won't have sex with you in here." Ea told him. "Just let me finish my job and then we..."

"We?" Ares asked with a devilish smirk as he raised his eyebrow.

"We can do it." Ea gave in as he felt his body burn up at the idea. Having Ares naked in front of him, touching him, tasting him was too much too think about without his body being affected. He looked elsewhere, truing to avoid that seductive smirk. He was so full of himself, cocky and abnoxious, he believed he could make him his so easily. Ea, of it was anyone else would have slashed their throats but with Ares it was different. The prince was so charming, whenever he showed confidence all Ea could think was wanting to be held by him. Ever since they had gotten together his thoughts turned more sinful by the day. 

"Well you can't take it back now dear Ea. You said it" Ares told him and kisses him. A slight playful peck on the lips that made him blush. "I will make you feel really good. Believe me." He whispered in his ear and Ea gulped.

"You better." Ea said and Ares laughed loudly.

So it was really going to happen. Ea and Ares had finally reached that point.

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