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Cambion Drabble #1: The Festival of New Hope
dork pile, ridiculousness, fiance

Dezi’s tangled black hair was giving him problems. It ran all the way down his back, and the full length of it was knotted and snarled into itself, reminiscent of a long day, and a long festival.  He gave it one more run through with his fingers, and then settled back into the water, thinking about the day’s events.  Today had been a good day, he thought.  It had been the day of the Festival of New Hope, a festival to celebrate the births of new full-blooded children in their world, and the births of the half-blooded children in the next.  This year their village was celebrating the births of two new little girls, one boy, and twenty three various cambion… which, although not a large number, was much better than the year before when the sickness had come through the village and left many of the adults impotent for a good portion of their year.  His own child was still in the human world, as were most of the children of the incubi, but the women’s half human children were happily giggling and gurgling at the festivities.  How small they stayed for so long always astonished him, and every year he expected someone to squish them, or drop them, or for a parent to forget to feed them, but it hadn’t happened yet.

      In the scheme of things, this year’s festival had been fun.  The three full-blooded babies had been born near the beginning of the year, so they were just about old enough to join the festivities, running about and begging candy from all the elders (although the oldest of the three was nearing his fledge-day, and probably shouldn’t have been eating candy at all).   Dezi had given each of them one of his favorite sweets, the rice candy that was made four villages over, and the longer journey was worth it for the grin on the oldest boy’s face when he was given the expensive treat.

      Dezi was startled from his reveries by a sound nearby, which was probably a good thing, as he had started thinking some dirty thoughts about what he’d like to do with that boy’s pretty mouth (and what a mouth it was).  To his right, Aric was slipping into the water beside him, the soft light drawing Dezi’s attention across the strong muscles and lean structure of his stomach.  The sight made Dezi forget all the thoughts he was having about the almost-too-young boy, and was instead re-awed by the attractiveness of the build of a much older man. Especially this much older man. Aric looked good for his 379 years, and his young body never ceased to amaze Dezi.  He hoped he looked so good after the next three hundred sixty years or so.

      “Hello, Dezi, my dear.  You looked so deep in thought out here alone in this poor, lonely pool that I just couldn’t resist bringing you out of your mind for a moment.  How would you like to spend the evening celebrating this year’s New Hope with me?”  Dezi blushed a little, and looked away. 

      “You could have anyone tonight, you know, Aric.  I don’t know why you want to spend the night with me, of all people.  I have so little experience, after all.  Is it because I’m the elder’s son?”

      Aric frowned, and reached out to run his hand along Dezi’s cheek.  “Silly, silly boy.  It doesn’t matter to me how much experience you have.  Time spent with you is worth more to me than time spent with any of my other ‘prospects’, and your inexperience will fade away with time.”

      Dezi pulled away from Aric’s comforting hand, and gazed down into the dark water, watching as it rippled away from his harsh action. “I don’t think so, Aric.  You need to be with someone worthy of you, not some twenty year old upstart who doesn’t know anything.  If you can’t find anyone else, I’d be willing to spend the evening talking, but I am not worthy of sharing my body with you.  Even if, as you say, inexperience fades with time, it will be a long time before I have caught up to you.”  Aric frowned, and dropped his hand from where it hovered next to Dezi’s face.  “If you’re nervous because I am a man, I can assure you that sex is just as good with a man as it is with a woman, love.  You don’t have to always limit yourself in such ways.  As I have always said, we could be good together.”

      “Look. Aric.  I know you are visiting my village tonight to be with me.  And I know that you have wanted to spend this night with me for years, but as with every other year, I’m going to have to say no.  Not this year.  I’m just not ready.” Dezi frowned, and leaned his head against Aric’s shoulder. “You know I would love to spend this time with you, only, just cuddling by the fire with you and chatting.  You’re my best friend, you know.  I really value your conversation.”  Aric chuckled a little at this statement.

      “Dezi, love, I’m your only friend.”

      Dezi pulled away from Aric’s shoulder, grinning, and smacked him lightly on the arm. “That’s not the point, and you know it! If you’d rather I spend time with one of the girls, just let me know, I’ll be sure to tell them that you sent me.”  He stuck out his tongue, and waded deeper into the pool, away from his friend.  “Now, are you going to come catch me and comfort me, or not?”  

      Aric laughed and lunged after Dezi as he swam away from the shore and taunted his older friend.  They swam around in circles for a while before Dezi laid himself upon the shore and waited for Aric to join him.  Aric was a bit slower, enjoying the water, but soon he laid down next to Dezi, and leaned down to kiss him languidly before stretching out beside him and staring up at the stars.

“That was nice.  May I kiss you some more, my young friend?”

      Dezi turned his head to look at Aric, and sighed.  “You’re not going to let me off if I say no, are you.” 

Aric shook his head.

“Of course I’m not going to say no, you big bully.  You can kiss me anytime.  …You know I love kissing you.”

      Aric rolled over on top of Dezi, pinning him to the sandy ground. “We’re going to have lots of sand stuck in our hair after this.” 

Dezi giggled and nodded.  “Most definitely.”

      Aric’s hair brushed lightly against Dezi’s face, a long straight counterpart to his own wavy hair. “Now, kiss me already.”

      Aric leaned down and did so, pressing hungrily down on Dezi’s lips, and making the younger incubus moan lightly, clutching at Aric’s shoulders.  “You’re so delicious, Dezi.  You truly live up to your name.  There is no-one I desire more than you.”

      “Shut up,” said Dezi, and then pulled Aric down to kiss him harder, rolling over in the sand so that he was on top.  He ground his hips into the taller man’s, their hard members straining against each other, their naked bodies sliding together in a delightful way.

After kissing for a while, Dezi rolled off of Aric and sat up. “Come on, let’s go talk by the fire.  It’s getting a little cold out here.  You just have to tell me your opinion on that sexy young man whose birth we celebrated today.  I saw the way you were looking at him.  We have a lot to talk about, so we’re going to have to be talking all night long.”

      And so they did.



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