Missing

(The character Karma belongs solely to my good friend, Tay. He is her creation. Elair, however, is mine, along with Keleios and Aingeal. Again, these are all role-playing characters.)

The room was neat, almost tidy. Only a small pile of dirty clothes on the floor next to the master bathroom door kept the room from being completely clean. A king sized bed sat in the center of the far wall. A man with unruly hair the color of a spider web caught in the light lay naked on the bed, curled against another naked man with white-blond dreadlocks. He had one arm flung across the other man’s stomach and one leg laying across his love’s, knee almost touching the blond’s manhood. The silver-haired man’s face was peaceful, a happy, adoring, loving smile making his face even lovelier. His chest was rising and falling in deep, even movements as he slept.

The blond woke up, blinking his liquid-amber eyes. He looked at the man curled to him, a smile curling his lips upward, slightly stretching the beauty mark near his nose, on his left cheek. He slowly moved Elair’s arm and leg off him, then got off the bed, trying not to wake him. He went into the bathroom, leaving the door open.

When he came back out of the bathroom, the man on the bed was gone. Karma’s heart stopped beating for a moment, then sped up, almost doubling its normal speed. He ran to the bed. Something seemed off, wrong.. It didn’t look like anybody had gotten up but himself. He felt the bed where Elair had just moments before lain, but it felt cold. Karma frowned, pulled on a pair of boxers and ran from the room. He would have gone naked, but he didn’t want the girls to see.

He searched the entire house, every nook and cranny, but he found Elair nowhere. He called his cellphone, but he heard it ringing upstairs in their bedroom. All Elair’s clothes were there. It didn’t look like he left; it looked like he just disappeared. Neither Keleios nor Aingeal had seen him lately.

Karma called the police, but since he hadn’t been gone 24 hours, nor was there any sign of a struggle, they couldn’t do anything. No matter what he said, nobody would listen. “Maybe he just went out for a while,” they’d say. But he knew they just didn’t care.

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Elair woke with a start, gasping for breath. His whole body seemed to be trembling, and he felt cold, so cold.. But this kind of cold could not be fixed by warmer clothes and/or warm blankets. He raised up on one elbow, his black eyes wide and scared as he watched his love. His breathing had slowed, but was still a little too fast.

Karma yawned lightly, keeping his eyes closed, though he was now awake. He smiled, his hand reaching for Elair’s. As soon as his hand closed over Elair’s, their fingers lacing together, Karma felt the trembling. His smile wilted, his amber-liquid eyes snapping open and surveying Elair’s face. He noted the smile, though since he knew Elair so well, he knew the smile was fake, meant just to keep Karma from worrying. He noted that his love’s eyes were a little too wide, his face a little too pale, and his breathing still a little too fast. He moved close to Elair and snuggled into him.

“What’s wrong, honey?” he whispered.

Elair answered:

I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
Cause no one else cared

After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I’m done here

“Oh, ‘Lair-bear..” he said, holding Elair tightly to himself. “You will be leaving me behind.. Our love.. My love… Our family..” He blinked a few a times, hot tears spilling down his cheeks and splattering onto Elair’s neck.

Elair didn’t say anything, just snuggled back, tears of his own spilling from his eyes. He buried his face into Karma’s chest, breathing in the scent of him. His body still trembled, and when he took a deep breath, it shook on its way out. He sighed, snuggling as close to Karma as was possible.

He continued speaking:

So if you’re asking me
I want you to know

Karma began running his fingers slowly through Elair’s silver hair. His other hand very gently and very slowly caressed up and down his love’s spine, trying to comfort him.

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I’ve done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

“But you have plenty of reasons to be mis-” Karma began.

Elair placed a single finger over Karma’s lips, pressing very gently, asking him to hush and let him speak. Karma stopped talking and just listened. He softly kissed his love’s finger, causing Elair to smile when he let his hand fall away.

And don’t resent me
And when you’re feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

He paused for a just a moment, gathering his scattered thoughts. He gave a soft a sigh, snuggling closer to Karma.

Karma sat up, leaned back against the headboard, and pulled Elair up into his lap. Elair leaned back against Karma, twisting slightly when Karma started to do it for him. Karma moved his hand up and gently began to caress Elair’s cheek with his thumb.

Smiling a very small smile, Elair began again:

Don’t be afraid
I’ve taken my beating
I’ve shared what I made

I’m strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I’ve never been perfect
But neither have you

So if you’re asking me
I want you to know

“Oh, ‘Lair-bear..”

“It’s okay..”

“I love you so much, ‘Lair-bear..”

“I know, and I love you, too, Karma…”

Karma held him tighter, and Elair started feeling slightly better. Slightly. He wondered how to put the next part into words… And then he sighed. Taking a deep, shuddering breath, he snuggled more into Karma, and continued speaking.

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I’ve done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don’t resent me
And when you’re feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Karma placed a feathery-light kiss upon Elair’s temple, which earned him another small smile. He leaned into Karma and kissed him softly, lovingly, his arms lightly wrapping around his love’s neck.

Whispering against Karma’s lips, he went on.

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You’ve learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can’t be who you are

Pressing his lips hard against Karma’s, Elair kissed him fiercely, demandingly. He wiggled slightly, his bare ass grinding into Karma’s naked manhood. He thrust his tongue into his love’s mouth when he gasped, kissing him very deeply, very passionately, and very… thoroughly. Karma returned the kiss with just as much passion and depth.

Elair pulled away, still grinding his ass into Karma’s manhood.

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I’ve done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don’t resent me
And when you’re feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Karma moved Elair off him, laying him slowly down onto his back. If he wanted another reason to be missed, by God, he’d give him one. Elair watched Karma as his love pulled his legs over his shoulders and positioned himself at his entrance. Elair’s eyes fluttered shut as a low moan escaped his throat.

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You’ve learned to hide so well

Karma entered him roughly, kissing Elair deeply as they lace their fingers together. He moaned into the kiss, and Karma ate it up as he sheathed himself completely inside Elair’s ass, feeling him already tightening around himself. Tight.. Elair was so tight…

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can’t be who you are
I can’t be who you are

“I don’t want you to be who I am.. I want you to be you…”

“I love you, Karma.”

“I love you, too, ‘Lair-bear,” he said as he started pulling back out to the tip, then slamming back down into him

He found a slow, almost gentle pace as he moved in an out. He found it harder and harder to keep his pace as he listened to Elair panting and moaning. His rhythm faltered, and he moved harder and faster, going deeper with each thrust. Elair’s moans came louder, quicker.

With every moan that came from Elair, Karma moved faster and harder, going as deep as he could get. The muscles in ‘Lair’s ass constricted tight and tighter, squeezing Karma’s manhood. Every fast and hard thrust made his ass constrict tighter and tighter, making Karma have to work for thrusts.

He moaned very, very loudly at a particularly tight squeeze, and he began thrusting as fast and as hard as he could, one hand dancing along Elair’s manhood, squeezing and tugging it. Elair moaned loud and louder, the pleasure almost overwhelming him. The orgasm took them both by surprise. Karma spilled his seed deep inside Elair while Elair himself spilled his own seed over Karma’s hand. He lay back, panting, and Karma collapsed on top of him, still sheathed to the hilt inside him, and they both fell asleep.

(I used the lyrics for Linkin Park’s song “Leave Out All the Rest” in this story. I do not own these lyrics. All ownership of the lyrics belongs to Linkin Park and their producers or whatever they’re called.

I will be changing this at a much later date so that I’m not actually using the lyrics.)

Charisma’s First Time

(This story is based on two role-playing characters that fall in love. Charisma, the twins, and Rhaine all belong to me. Credit for the gorgeous Highlander belongs solely to my good friend, Tay. This is one of the first stories I have ever written, so, naturally, it is not anywhere near the best. However, it holds a special place in my heart, because of all the role plays these characters have been in together. I have watched them grow and fall in love. Without further ado, I present to you Charisma’s First Time.)

“Bye, kids. Be good,” Charisma said from the front doorway.

“Charisma, they’re only one; they’ll be fine,” Rhaine said as they walked down the front steps and over the lawn, toward his van.

“Are you sure you want to take them tonight?” he asked for the umpteenth time, stopping a few feet from his van. His deep green eyes dropped to her rounding tummy.

Rhaine smiled, placing her a hand over her stomach. “Yes, Charisma. I’m quite sure. I love Marion and Dorian.” She looked at the van parked in her driveway, finding Highlander in the passenger seat. Turning her gaze back to Charisma, she grinned mercilessly and said, “Besides, you need to take some time to get to know Highlander.”

Charisma’s cheeks suddenly burned, the blush spreading down his neck. “R-Rhaine! I’m not—I won’t—What the hell!?” he finally managed to sputter out.

Laughing, Rhaine turned around and walked to her front door, which they left open, the twins watching cartoons in the living room. “Good night, Charisma.”

She disappeared into her house, closed and locked the front door, including the dead bolt, leaving Charisma standing in the chilly night air. Grumbling, he moved back to his van, opened his door, and climbed into the driver’s seat. Starting up the car, he stared straight out the windshield, unable to look at Highlander, whom happened to be watching him at the moment.

“Do you mind if we stop at my house before I take you home?” he asked, still unable to look at the other man. “I was going to grab a change of clothes for the twins and bring them back here after I dropped you off.”

“No, I do not mind,” Highlander answered.

Ten quiet minutes later, Charisma pulled the van into his driveway. After shutting off the engine, he turned to look at Highlander. Is it hot in here, or is it just you—I mean me? “I’ll be a minute, so if you’d like to come in, you’re welcome to..” I’ll even give you a key, he thought.

“Okay.”

Charisma got out of the car. He stepped onto the short path that led to the porch and paused, waiting as ‘Lander got out of the car and caught up to him. ‘Lander followed Charisma to the porch and waited while he opened the door.

As soon as they were inside with the door shut, Charisma headed toward the hall jus beyond the living room. But before he could get very far, Highlander grabbed Charisma’s hand. When Charisma felt the hand, he paused, turned slowly around to face ‘Lander, nervous confusion playing over his face. His gaze flickered away for a moment, cheeks flushed, but then he met ‘Lander’s soft-silver gaze.

Highlander grabbed the back of Charisma’s head, fingers tangling in his very curly, short auburn locks, and kissed him deeply while grinding against him. Charisma’s eyes widened in surprise, a small, involuntary gasp escaping the confines of his throat. Then he slid his arms up and around ‘Lander’s neck, eyes closing as he completely melted into the kiss. The kiss grew heated, very passionate, and deep. ‘Lander’s free hand moved to Charisma’s pants and undid the button. Charisma shivered lightly when the zipper slowly came down.

Highlander pushed Charisma’s pants and boxers down to his knees and lowered him down to the couch, making him sit there. As ‘Lander slid to his knees, he pulled Charisma’s pants down further, to his ankles. Charisma kicked off his sneakers, followed by his pants and boxers. Highlander kissed the tip of Charisma’s manhood before taking just the head into his mouth. His lips gently squeezed it. Charisma’s hips bucked up, a hiss of pleasure escaping him. ‘Lander gently stroked the shaft with his nails, sucking gently on Charisma’s manhood, his tongue swirling around it, darting over the slit. A low moan came from Charisma as ‘Lander sucked the head of harder, his hands moving to the back of the other man’s head, fingers entwining in his hair. Without any warning, ‘Lander mouth dove down Charisma’s shaft, his lips locking around the very base of him. The movement tore a broken moan from Charisma, his entire body trembling, filled with an impenetrable heat.

Highlander let Charisma’s manhood slip from his mouth as he pulled away, almost reluctantly. He got up slowly from his knees.

Charisma, thinking he had done  something wrong, opened his eyes, not even remembering closing them. He looked up at Highlander, flushing darkly. “I-I’m s-sorry..” His hands flew down to cover himself.

Highlander gave him his sexiest smile. He  bent over, grabbed Charisma’s hands, and hauled him to his feet. He pulled him close and rocked his jean-clad erection against him. Charisma closed his eyes and shuddered, his lips curving up into a small, shy smile. Highlander moved Charisma to the back of the couch. He placed Charisma’s hands on the back of the couch, and gently pressed on his back. Charisma took the hint and leaned forward, pressing his chest against the couch, and stuck out his ass.

‘Lander made a  satisfied little noise.

Charisma’s entire body trembled with both nerve-wracking desire and near-palpable terror. Terrified of this desire for another man. Terrified of how intense that desire was. Terrified of doing something wrong. A million things were running through his mind, preventing him from hearing the zipper of ‘Lander’s pants, then of the sound of cloth sliding down the other man’s legs.

Charisma sighed when he felt ‘Lander’s hand on his hip, holding him steady. When he felt the tip of ‘Lander’s manhood at his asshole, both his desire and terror spiked, but his only outward reaction was his breath quickening a little. When Charisma felt the tip of ‘Lander penetrate him, his breath left him in a shaky moan. Highlander had to fight to get just the head of him inside Charisma’s tight, virgin ass. By the time ‘Lander had worked his way a quarter of the way in, Charisma was trembling worse and moaning, barely keeping himself from pushing back against Highlander.

Both of Highlander’s hands were playing over Charisma’s hips gently. Then they stilled, squeezed gently, and Highlander thrust hard, forcing the rest of himself inside Charisma’s ass. A loud gasp tore itself from Charisma’s throat, quickly followed by a moan. “Oh Gods,” Highlander growled, his legs shaking, sweat beading down his body. He began pulling himself out slowly, until just the tip of him was inside Charisma’s ass. He paused a moment, then fought his way back in to the head, before driving himself in again, hard and fast. Both men moaned.

Now, having made room for himself, Highlander was able to move within Charisma’s body easier now. ‘Lander snaked a hand around to Charisma’s manhood. He wrapped his hand around Charisma’s length and tugged roughly. Charisma’s hands tightened on the back of the couch, clutching desperately, his knuckles turning white. Highlander moved faster and harder inside Charisma, his hand squeezing and tugging Charisma’s manhood in time with his thrusting. Charisma moaned and rocked back and forth, feeling himself getting close to release.

With each delicious moan Charisma gave, Highlander thrust harder, faster, going in as deep as he could, his hand continuing to keep pace with the thrusting. He tugged and squeezed Charisma’s manhood, coaxing his orgasm to the surface. Charisma clutched the back of the couch as tight as he could, and his hands were shaking almost violently. He threw back his head, eyes closed, and moaned Highlander’s name as he came, spilling his seed into Highlander’s hand and down the back of the couch. Highlander sped up, growling, pounding into Charisma as fast and hard as he could. “Oh Gods!” he moaned as he, too, came, deep within Charisma’s ass.

They stayed there like that for a few minutes, Charisma unable to move, his breath coming out in deep, ragged breaths. ‘Lander was either unable or unwilling to move, his manhood still sheathed inside Charisma’s ass. Finally, though, they retired to Charisma’s bedroom, to his nice, comfortable, king-sized bed…. And went at it again, but slower, taking their time. They had all night.