Forging harmony.

CHAPTER 13: DOWN THE RIVER OF LIFE.

Sun warmed the stones by the small fountain where four men lazed back freely chatting amongst themselves. Duo, head in Trowa's lap smiled up at Wufei who had Quatre in a similar position between his legs.

"So Fei you still thinking being a slave is harsh?"

Coal eyes looked into first violet and then aquamarine eyes. "No. But I still don't like the idea of being the property of another man."

A thoughtful look crossed Quatre's angelic face. "I guess for me it's natural, we had slaves in my household. Also I had teaching in my element, tutors and such like. Water in my lands is rare and prized; to be able to work it is even more special." The gentle mans voice quivered slightly.

Soft fingers traced around his neck, tilting his chin up for a deep kiss from Wufei. "We had bondsmen, those who were indentured to a house or clan. But they were still free."

"Were they? For without the support of the house how would they live?" Quatre lifted an eyebrow. Trowa had a light in his eye telling he was listening to the friendly lover's argument.

Duo stroked the inner thighs of his bonded blood, small touches more intimate than the most bare faced kiss. "Quat why don't you tell the tale of your grand capture. You should have seen it..."

"Duo." All three voices chorused together.

Quatre begin to tell how he had become part of the pack.

Someone had been attacking the outlying nomadic trade tribes, obliterating every thing, leaving nothing but dead and smoking ruins. As a stable lord of a stone hold, people flocked to his father's door seeking protection, food and revenge.

Round the camp men gathered swapping the grizzly stories. They were convinced that the desert had grown vengeful of the sand tribes prosperity and peace. It had raised an army of dead to balance out the scales of life.

Quatre was to take a small party to see if there was truth in the vengeful ghouls tales. But a week of hard searching had turned up no sign of man or other creature.
It was night when they struck; an odd wind howled but lifted no grain of sand in an unnatural calm. The howling as it came closer was a chant, making the most seasoned warriors pale.

"Flesh release us. Blood feed us." Zombies, a thousand shuffling corpses. They just walked through the ranks decimating everything. Just over a hundred men, a small party of seasoned experts torn to pieces.

"My personal body guards lost just less than half their numbers. Zombies are not easy to kill, they keep coming, and each part of them has nothing but the desire to destroy. Only burning them to dust, which they don't lay down for or killing their master." Shaking his head Quatre shuddered at the telling to his open mouthed audience. Even Duo who had heard it before, was silent.

"Don't go on if it's too hard to tell." Trowa kindly laid his hand on Quatre's shoulder as he spoke softly.

"That does not explain how he became a slave. You don't mean Treize and Zechs use such dark magic, or our battle would have been different." Wufei added hoping he would continue and give some answers.

"No they don't use such means. They also were chasing the zombies for the same reason I was. It seems whoever controls them was hoping to pit the sand tribes against our Princes in war. One that very nearly happened." Quatre stole another kiss before carrying on.

"Treize and Zechs had chased them into us, but neither side knew that the other was an innocent party to the raids in each land. It became a mess, man against undead or man. Finally it was realized we were fighting more men than zombies, their master having called off his army now the seeds for war was set."

"When we faced each other me and Treize to begin with, things were evenly matched, air and water don't make great battle tools and I had the advantage of a bodyguard my farther insisted on." Quatre stroked Duo's shoulder a moment, before bringing the story to a close.
"Treize had an advantage as the battle wound down; parts of the pack became able to help him. Duo first, then Wolf and last of all Zechs in time to see me knocked out. I have a vague picture of the two Princes hugging."

Duo stepped in to tell what Quatre had not then known.

"We try to fight with honor and Quat had been very good at that, OK the hiding behind the shadow walkers was not all that smart, well to us, but he had fought fair. It seemed wrong to gang up on him. What we could not work out was why, as we thought, he had used zombies. Zechs was first to suggest we had all been played for fools. Zechs senses balance and Quatre held no more evil than any other water. His aura would have been stained and not even I could not see any marks on his aura."

Quatre picked up again telling of how on waking it was explained he was now a slave to their pack, a sliver collar place about his throat. "I was afraid at first, but also loyal to my men, only 40 survived both battles." Quatre looked at both slaves. "You have experienced how things happen afterward. It's death or slavery. I begged for my peoples' lives to be spared. It was Wolf who came up with the idea of making them shadow walkers."

"No need to waste good trained blades." Both Quatre and Duo quoted together laughing.

"Sounds like her." Wufei had a ghost of a smile for the dark.

The sun had dipped in the sky casting long fingers across the stone fountain and its four bodies, twined about each other. Sounds of kissing, soft moans and quiet pleads for more, floated on the early evening air.

It seemed quite natural to Duo for them to be doing this, after all they were pack and he loved them all.

Trowa with his green eyes, gentle scent of warm copper. Quatre who could not help but squirm each time Duo kissed the hollow of his neck. Dark skinned Wufei who had hungrily feasted on Trowa's nipples as soon as the other man had shed his shirt. It was like a spell and Duo dared not break it, too much joy to be had. So he just happily drank in the feelings that danced in the air about them all.

Quatre was in heaven, laid on his back, he mewled with hunger wanting Trowa to move inside him. Having such a wonderful cock up his tight passage was great, if only he would move a little. He pleaded again, lifting his hips also to emphasize the point, but still Trowa held still. Copper hands on his hips. Quatre realized at the same time Trowa cried out, that Wufei had also penetrated the paler man, thrusting into him. Now Trowa moved in time with the fire behind him.

Duo straddled Quatre offering his own hard cock for the blond angel to suckle. To feel the joy of a hot wet mouth slowly taking him in, letting the smaller man take his time. Skilled tongue caressing first the slit of the kneeling braided man's cock and then the underside. Panting with desire Duo looked down and smiled at the glazed looking aquamarine eyes. Using just a little of his spirit magic, to better the moment, after all he wanted all four to climax together. It was not hard to balance them all out, holding Quatre back from spilling his seed too early, giving Wufei the little boost to speed up his pounding in Trowa. Trowa needed little encouragement liking being filled and filling at the same time. Duo loved the ministrations of the man below him.

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