21. Damian

Chapter twenty-one

Damian

I woke with a raging hard-on and sat up in bed to see Owen asleep, fully clothed, next to me. I quickly scanned the room to see if we were alone, and when there was no sign of Orville, I leaned over and gently kissed Owen on the mouth.

"Mmm," he moaned and stretched before opening his eyes.

"Hi, handsome," I said when he smiled at me.

"You better?" he asked, and I nodded, resisting the urge to ravage him.

He glanced down at the tent in my pants, and when I glanced at him, I saw the same. "I think we both woke, um, wanting?" I said but waited for his permission before I reached out to touch him.

Owen's smile grew, and he reached up and touched my face. "Wanna help me with that?" he asked, gesturing toward his cock with a look.

"Oh, yeah, I really do," I said and immediately took his lips with mine .

Owen jumped up, and quickly took off his suit, barely giving himself enough time to drape it over a nearby chair before leaping back into bed and on top of me.

I ground my naked cock into his, causing him to moan the sexiest moan I'd ever heard.

I chuckled and began kissing down his body, not stopping until I reached his cock.

I glanced up before taking him into my mouth, and we made eye contact. I sucked him in and savored his taste.

"Oh, God, Damian," he all but yelled.

Pleasure flowed through my veins as I took my time devouring his delicious cock, moving up and down his length and edging him closer and closer to completion.

"God," he said before bucking into my mouth again.

To save me from ending this sooner than I wanted, I forced myself to stop, knowing he was too close to coming for me to continue. His smile was wicked as I reached his face after I'd kissed and nipped my way back up his body, enjoying the taste and feel of him under me. When we were face-to-face, I slowly moved my body down his, letting my sac glide down him until his cock slid between my balls and ass.

"Fuck, you're hot," he said as I moved my hands over his muscular body. He fucked against my taint, sending pleasure shooting through me as I leaned over and savored the flavor of his mouth.

His aroma, a mixture of cologne and soap, heightened my senses, arousing me like some pheromone .

He surprised me then by pushing me back and throwing his legs up and around me before positioning his ass against my cock. I groaned with delight as my cock bounced against his hole.

"God, I want you so much," I said and would've pressed down, taking him dry, had he not stopped me.

"Got a condom? Or do you use PReP?" he asked. I nodded, suddenly feeling shy.

"PReP," I managed to whisper, then waved my hand, and a bottle of lube appeared.

He laughed as he took it from me and lubed his ass and my cock at the same time. God, this man was good, so fucking deliciously good. I cried out with pleasure as he slowly slid my cock inside him.

"God, oh God," he moaned as the head entered him. Unable to stop myself, his ass feeling so fucking amazing encircling my cock, I thrust gently as my brain scrambled.

"Oh, fuck, yeah, yeah!" I yelled. My words seemed to encourage him as he worked my cock the rest of the way in. "Oh, God!" I cried again when his balls hit my ass.

"More!" he demanded. I fucked him as hard as I could from that position, then lifted him off me. He immediately got onto all fours, and I lined myself up behind him, amazed at how well our bodies fit together.

My nerve endings burst into fire as I fucked him harder and harder into the mattress, him yelling sensual encouragements as I did .

I wanted to see his face, so I pulled out, leaned over him, and asked him to lie on his back. He quickly did as I asked, and when I entered him again, my heart did a strange little fluttering thing. Magic — this is fucking magic , I thought as our eyes locked.

I leaned in and kissed him, still fucking him. I must've hit his prostate because when I pulled back from the kiss, he moaned, "Fuck! Oh, fuck! Harder, Damian. Fuck me harder!" I did as he asked, thrusting inside him, over and over, until I was seconds away from coming.

No sooner had the sensation hit me than his cum burst out of him, coating us both.

My orgasm hit me before he'd finished, and I emptied into his gorgeous ass. I admit it, I've got a bizarre cum kink, and seeing Owen covered in so much of his spunk sent me into ecstasy. I pulled out, leaned over, and licked it up.

I would've swallowed, but Owen's face showed desire, and I instantly knew he was into the same kink as me. I leaned over and let his come drip from my mouth into his before the two of us kissed and swallowed the product of our lovemaking.

"Fuck," I said as I fell to his side. "That was too fucking hot."

After a long time of pure postsexual bliss with Owen lying next to me, I got up, went to the bathroom, and grabbed a towel to clean us both up.

I paused in the doorway as I was headed back, gazing at Owen's still naked body in my bed. "That was… You were amazing," I said, causing him to laugh .

"You assessing my fucking skills, wizard?" he asked, and I laughed out loud.

"Cocky much?" I asked as I went over and pinned him to the bed.

He pressed his spent cock against me, teasing me. I rolled off and watched him for several more seconds before grabbing the towel and washing him off, then tucking it under his ass to catch what I'd left there. "I really like you," I admitted and felt odd confessing my feelings this early in the game. I certainly wasn't used to that, since I usually only hooked up, but Owen was so much more than a hookup. I needed to come to terms with that.

He didn't respond, just rolled over and kissed me. "Gotta get a shower; then I'm starving, so let's go see what's in the kitchen."

He was already in the bathroom before I could respond, so I rolled over onto my back. The sex had been amazing, and we'd both been so freaking horny. Much hornier than I'd ever been before. At least, speaking for myself. I'd never needed a release that hard. I wouldn't be surprised if my cum hadn't bruised his internal organs. Not that he hadn't come just as hard as I had.

The last thing I remembered before waking next to Owen was passing out after I'd created the staff.

"The staff," I said out loud and jumped up, looking for it. I searched around the room where I'd passed out, and then, in a panic, I called Orville .

He showed up with a smile spread across his face. "Um, I take it you learned the side effect of waking up after absorbing energy from a partner," he said, and I immediately blushed, forgetting I was still naked.

"Um, did you put the staff somewhere?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No, but it is with you. I don't know where it goes, but I saw it appear a few times when Elias needed his. Try holding out your right hand and imagining it there."

I did as he instructed, and he was right. The staff was in my hand, looking as beautiful as it had in my imagination. "Wow," I heard behind me and saw Owen coming out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around him. "What's that?" he asked.

He nodded slightly at Orville, acknowledging his presence, then cocked an eyebrow at me, clearly referring to me being naked in the ghost's presence.

"I-I made this," I said.

"That's why he was in such need of your help," Orville replied. "I'm not a wizard, nor have I ever had powers, but even I know the staff took too much of his life force to create. It's unwise to use that much, no matter how powerful you are. I don't recommend you do that again."

I nodded, knowing what he said was correct. "I didn't know what I was doing," I said.

"You need to work with Elias and your parchment to figure that out. Had it not been for Owen, I'm not sure how we would've helped you recover. "

"How did Elias deal with it?" I asked, and Orville shrugged.

"I don't know. I didn't meet Elias until he was well within his powers. He came to live here after my last employer died. With Elias's help, I was able to manifest, so I'm not sure how he dealt with his mistakes, his growing pains, before he arrived."

I went to the parchment. At that point, both Orville and Owen had seen me naked, so I wasn't in any hurry to shower, and I used the quill to open the communication with Elias. He responded immediately.

"Did you recover okay?"

"Yes, thanks to Orville and Owen," I said, turning to see a confused-looking Owen.

"Hold on. I'm going to make it so Owen can hear," I said, then quickly did the same spell I'd done earlier. This time, however, the staff appeared, and I felt the power come from it rather than from me. "Cool," I said, causing Orville to chuckle. Luckily, with the staff's help, it went much faster than it had with Orville.

"Elias, meet Owen. Owen, this is my predecessor, Elias."

"Hello, Owen, I'm very pleased to meet you."

"Um, thanks, sir," Owen said. "The pleasure is mine."

"Elias, what happened? I felt like I was dying earlier."

"The staff took too much of your life force. You almost did die, or at least would have gone into a coma. You were lucky Orville had experienced similar situations before."

"So, is this something that can happen again?" Owen asked. "If so, how do we prevent it from hurting him? "

Elias took a moment to think.

"I kept the tea with me at all times. It's simple to make, and Orville has the recipe, although I doubt he knew why he was making it. However, if you're ever in a situation like that again, you can drink the tea, and if someone is close to you and willing to give their life force for you, they can help you recover. They simply need to drink the tea, and it'll happen automatically."

"Is it dangerous? Could it hurt or kill the other person?" I asked.

"No, the spell prevents the other person from being harmed. It can't take more life force than they can handle, but you will both be tired or need some way to rebuild your forces."

"Like sex?" Owen asked.

We couldn't hear the sounds Elias made, but when he responded, it was clear he was laughing. Or at least I assumed he was.

"Yes, sex is a powerful tool for rebuilding your life force."

"Fun too," I said, and Owen snorted behind me.

"Um, Elias, sir, if I drink the tea, and Damian is in danger or passed out like he was this time, does it still work? Or does he have to have it, or…well, Orville gave it to me earlier."

"The tea is enchanted, at least when made in the attic space. The spell I cast long ago there will remain in effect as long as the attic exists. So, you can make the tea, or Orville can make it for you. Then you can carry it on your person. But both Damian and you must drink it before it'll work. If he is unconscious, pour a drop into his mouth. Even a drop will work. "

"Good to know. Thank you, sir."

I turned toward Owen, who appeared perplexed, if not concerned about everything. I went over and hugged him. "It's okay. I'm sure we'll be okay."

"Owen, since Damian has decided to share our connection with you, I would like to educate you on a few things you should prepare for. Legacy wizards are warriors—soldiers for the light and all things good. We serve the light while keeping the balance, which means we must allow some dark to permeate the world. As long as innocents are not harmed, we don't stop the dark because doing so would create an imbalance. I share this with you because Damian knows this innately, but you are something new—an experiment. The dark wants more power. They push to upset the natural balance on our planet. In space, darkness controls all, yet there are forces, such as the sun, that shed light in the dark. The stars themselves are evidence that light exists throughout the universe.

When the dark forces come for Damian; they will use everything at their disposal to fight him. That puts you at extreme risk. I have created tools to help you and called upon servants of the light to assist you in times of need. However, and this is for both you and Damian, if you find this too much for you, don't be embarrassed to step away. You have special qualities, or you would never have been attracted to Damian, and vice versa. However, it is unlikely that you are a wizard or a witch. I have to assume you are simply of the light, a torch that burns in the night. I doubt it was never your destiny to fight the dark forces, simply to be that torch."

"Is his life at risk?" I quickly asked.

"No more than any other innocent on Earth. However, the dark will try to use him to manipulate you, as it will all your friends and relations. Nothing is sacred to the forces who work against you. Keep your eyes open, Owen, and if ever you feel you are in danger, you should be able to call upon the light to help you. Sometimes that may be Damian, but it could also be other guardians of the light. Don't fear the darkness that gives them power, but call upon the guardians when you need help."

"You said the dark will attack my friends? Are they in danger?" I asked, fearing for Molly all of a sudden.

"The guardians are all around you, Damian. Even when you can't see them, they are there. If an innocent is taken or about to be harmed in any way, they will protect them. However, if your friends or even you, Owen, choose the dark or use the darkness for personal gain, there is little the guardians will do to save you. Even Damian's powers are limited when it comes to helping a darkling.

"What…a darkling?" I asked, but even as I did, I knew instinctively that he meant anyone who used dark energy to get what they wanted. Sure enough, Elias confirmed that to Owen.

"So, the rule is don't use dark energy. I'm beginning to get an image of what that means, so I'll share that with Owen," I said as a list of dark things filled my mind. It wasn't stuff that we didn't understand. Aggression for the sake of aggression, murder, lies, greed, the biblical seven deadly sins, for example, minus gluttony. Interesting that was left out.

I got dressed while Owen asked more questions. I realized I already knew the answer to some, but I liked that he had access to my mentor. That's what I saw Elias as, via his parchment and quill. Owen was some sort of experiment. That was strange to me. It also concerned me. I would wait until it was just Elias and me to learn more about that, but for now, I knew I needed to protect him, and I didn't trust Elias had done everything he could.