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As he and Armando dried off from showering, Izdahl asked. “What do you think of the house?”
“It’s fantastic. I like how the materials complement the environment. And the atmosphere’s so peaceful.”
“There’s even more to this place.” Izdahl slipped Armando a secretive smile. “I have a special area to show you. We’re going outside.”
“Right now? Like this? Naked?”
Izdahl grabbed a fluffy, black robe and handed it to Armando. “Here, my delicate one. We can wear these.”
He slipped on a robe and led the way, going outside to the waterfall. He walked to a path behind the waterfall and spoke an ancient Nitelvosa phrase. A door in the stone structure opened. He motioned with a welcoming hand to Armando, making room for him to see inside.
Armando entered the chamber, which was a bedroom suite in a more rustic setting. Warm lighting gave the room a sensual and welcoming glow. Izdahl began to undress, giving Armando a sly smile. With carnal interest in his eyes, Armando began removing his robe too.
Izdahl took Armando’s hand and gently pulled him down to the bedding. While the light from the torches flickered on the bedroom walls, they sat face to face. Izdahl reached in one of the nightstands and took out lube. He squeezed a generous amount into his hand and motioned for Armando to open his hands. When Armando did, Izdahl squeezed lube into his hands.
“What did you have in mind?” Armando asked.
“You’ll see. Follow what I do, but keep your eyes on me.”
Izdahl wrapped his hands around Armando's cock and Armando mirrored the action. He interlaced his fingers and pressed his thumbs against the underside of Armando's shaft. Rhythmically pumping his hands up and down, he created a cocoon of pleasure. The pace of Izdahl’s breathing increased, as Armando followed all of his actions and he watched Armando’s reactions.
Izdahl threw back his head, his lower lip trembling with his effort to slow down his orgasm. When he focused again on Armando, he found a teasing gleam in Armando’s eyes.
“Iz, you looked away.” Armando grinned. “You lose.”
He squeezed Izdahl’s cock harder, making it impossible for him to withstand the increased stimulation. Thick fluid escaped Izdahl’s body and landed on Armando's hands. Barely a second passed before Armando came too.
As Izdahl and Armando caught their breaths, they laughed shakily. Izdahl licked the evidence of Armando's pleasure off his hands. Armando did the same, causing Izdahl’s stomach to tighten with more need. He pulled Armando down on the bed and rolled him under his body. He teased Armando with playful kisses to make him laugh. When their playfulness mellowed, they lay side by side and began chatting softly.
"You haven’t asked me to transform in a while,” Izdahl said. “I mean shapeshift into a memdor hawk. When we first started dating, you’d ask me much more than you do now. Why did that change?”
“I guess I didn’t want you feeling it was a demand. I like when you do it, but that’s not enough reason to keep asking you.” Armando playfully tapped Izdahl’s chest. “Do you miss doing it for me?”
“Yes. I mean, I’m not the best shapeshifter, but I felt proud because of how you looked at me. I want to show you more of my talents.” Izdahl made all four elements appear in his left hand. Small orbs of fire, water, air and earth circled each other a few times, before he made them disappear. “We can start with some of what I’ve learned about the elements.”
“Go for it.” Armando’s lips twitched with amusement. He reclined on his elbows, with curiosity in his eyes. “I can only imagine where this will lead.”
"Water and earth together are not appealing in bed. I've tried, with disastrous results."
"When?” Armando laughed. “With who?"
"It was decades ago with Tiah of House Shabota, a former girlfriend. We were experimenting. I was entertaining her with orbs of earth and water. I didn't have full control of the situation and I made a mess in her bedroom. There was mud all over the bed and walls."
Armando laughed and shook his head. “Was that due to teenage awkwardness?”
"Yes and that's not even the half of it. She still trusted me to entertain her. When I tried fire, I charred some of her hair. I lost my eyebrows too. My air ball completely knocked her out of bed. Through it all, she had a great time."
"But didn't you have your powers since you were a child?" Armando laughed harder. "Why would you have such trouble?"
"I was very excited. In a very obvious way."
"So when your hormones are raging, you struggle."
“That was the case. I’d like to think I have better control now. In fact...” Using his ability to wield fire, Izdahl began to slowly raise his body's temperature, also causing Armando to heat up. “Let me show you.”
“Wait. There’s something I want to show you.”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Yes. I’ve wanted to do it for a while.”
***
Knowing Izdahl eagerly watched him, Armando focused on the bathtub that was shaped like a six-foot crater. He called out to the house VI, “Fill the tub. Make the water warm and only four feet deep.”
“What are you doing?” Izdahl asked.
“I’m not telling. Just sit there and wait.”
Armando casually reclined on the bed and peered at Izdahl. He gave Izdahl a cheeky grin, as Izdahl looked more and more intrigued. Armando imagined how he’d put his plan for Izdahl into action. Soon, the bath was ready and Armando led Izdahl to it.
Armando slipped into the water and beckoned to Izdahl. “It’s perfect. Come here.”
Izdahl followed him and wrapped his arms around Armando. They kissed for a few moments, until Armando pushed apart from Izdahl. With nimble fingers, he squeezed and massaged Izdahl’s cock. Izdahl’s loud groans traveled to Armando. He quickly began to harden, as Armando massaged his heavy sack.
Armando slipped beneath the warm liquid, with his mind on his main goal. He took Izdahl deep into his mouth, until the head of Izdahl’s cock pressed against his throat. After lovingly sucking on him for almost a minute, Armando came up to take a breath. He gave Izdahl a wicked grin, before slowly sinking back into the water and eagerly sliding Izdahl into his mouth again. It wasn't long before he made Izdahl come. Izdahl cried out loudly, pumping his release into Armando's mouth. A few white strands escaped into the water and floated between them. Armando rose again and gathered up the streams of pearls. He decadently slid them into his mouth, swallowing slowly.
With his chest heaving, Izdahl pulled Armando to him. "That was incredible.”
"I got the idea from you."
"What do you mean?"
"You talked about it in your Core Guardian interview."
The previous year, Izdahl had been featured in a magazine that focused on Core Guardians. The detailed exclusive on his life had covered his upbringing and his success in the fire dueling tournaments, among other things. The magazine had also included several pages of revealing nude photos. The images in particular had gotten Armando heated in an unexpected way. At first, he hadn’t liked seeing so much of Izdahl on display, but he’d come to terms with it after some gentle teasing.
"So, you did finish the article.” Izdahl chuckled. “I thought it annoyed you."
"I got over my annoyance." Armando gave him a withering glance. "Anyway, you said this was one of your unfulfilled fantasies."
"You actually remember that?"
"Yes." Armando grinned. "I practiced underwater. A lot."
"And did anything represent my cock?"
"I used a vetiri.” Armando laughed, referring to a cylindrical vegetable. “It’s the perfect shape."
Izdahl grunted. "You’re so damn hot.” He pulled Armando tightly against him and nibbled on his neck. Armando felt Izdahl’s fangs graze his neck. “I could just eat you up.”
“I’m all yours.”
After another round of sex, Armando lay nestled in Izdahl’s arms. He realized how serene they’d felt that day. For the time being, he closed his mind to the issues looming over them and focused on Izdahl.