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grown very fond of him and wished him well.
Gray Moon and his pack waited at the door. Vanlyn asked him to watch over the
island and see its beasts safe. Gray had agreed and then his pack ran for the woods with a
promise to be there when Dane and Vanlyn arrived.
As Vanlyn entered the house, he made his way to the library where he knew Lahn
Aurris waited.
Before Vanlyn had left for Toryn and Great Ordwyn, he and Dane had spoken with
their friend.
 Rhys will be named High Lord of Penryn, Dane said to him.  But the fiends need
an advocate behind them, and my manor needs to be cared for. I want you to stay here
and be Minister and do what you can to help the fiends.
 But why me? Lahn seemed truly terrified of the request.  Surely Hale 
 Why not you? Vanlyn said.  You are our dearest and most trusted friend.
Lahn swallowed and averted his eyes.  I am not so great.
 You will do well, my friend, Dane said.  Will you take on this task?
Lahn drew himself up, gathering his courage.  Yes.
So papers were drawn up, providing proof of the transfer of power. The three signed
them in silence, and Dawkins took them for safekeeping.
Afterwards, Lahn asked,  May I walk with you?
 Of course, Dane said.  You must know where the place is.
 If you need to come to us, Vanlyn said,  ask Dawkins, and he will guide you.
Lahn nodded and swallowed again. He left them alone in their bedroom.
 Are you ready love? Vanlyn asked Dane.
 Yes, Dane pulled the sheets back.  Will you help me?
 Of course. Vanlyn approached him.
They dressed simply in trousers and shirts. It was difficult for Dane. Although the
beast seemed to be slumbering, at times it still stirred, seeming to try and force its way
through Dane s skin. When they were finished, Dane took Vanlyn s arm, and they left
together.
They took a slow turn around the manor. Dane would touch an article here or there,
straighten a picture or wipe at some dust. He never let go of Vanlyn as he did this.
Although they knew they would return, they ached to leave this place.
Finally, they made their way to the front where Lahn and the bogies waited.
 Dawkins, Dane said.  Please remain with this manor and help Lahn with whatever
his tasks may be.
 I will, sir.
 We want to thank you all for what you have done, Dane said.  We hope to see you
all again, soon.
They d prepared a litter for Dane, but he refused it, choosing instead to walk. Dane
had once told Vanlyn about a place in the forest where the bogies passed freely between
the worlds
The two didn t speak as they walked, but Vanlyn could sense Dane was content he
was there. They passed beneath the canopy of trees into the cool semi-darkness. All
around them the beasts gathered, following with curious eyes until they finally came to
the place where Gray and his pack waited.
The tree was as ancient and tall as anything Vanlyn had ever seen, its trunk split a
good ways down the middle. It opened into a gaping hole where muted light caused
dappled patterns to play across the insides. Vanlyn was aware when Dane hesitated.
 It s all right love, I m here. Vanlyn smiled up at him.
Dane returned the smile with all his love and affection.  I know.
 It won t be long, Dawkins said.  Do not worry. We will see you there and help you
adjust.
Vanlyn entered the space first, breathing that familiar scent of the forest that always
accompanied the bogies. Dane stepped in beside him, and Vanlyn pulled him close.
 Prepare yourselves, Dawkins said.
 Are you ready, love?
He could hear the anxiety in Dane s voice.  Vanlyn.
 Don t worry, love, I m here. Vanlyn said.  Yes, Dawkins, we re ready.
The bogies began a musical chant, similar to the one they used before, the power
sending a tingling across Vanlyn s skin. Dane gasped, and Vanlyn knew he felt it too.
There was a ponderous groaning like an ancient voice yawing as the opening began to
draw together. As the song progressed, Vanlyn felt the pull of sleep and he succumbed.
* * * *
Dane smiled in welcome as Vanlyn stepped into the open-air room. The place they
found themselves in was huge, the world around them lit with a dappled silver light.
Dane knew there were others in the strange world he found himself in, but for now, it was
he and Vanlyn alone, and no one could take this moment from them.
Dane lay sprawled comfortably amid rumpled sheets made from the finest silk.
Goose down pillows supported his back. Everything was pristine. No darkness could
come here, not in their world. Vanlyn climbed onto the bed, Dane opened his arms to his
young love, and Vanlyn came willingly as always.
They kissed. The fruity taste of the wine they had sampled with their sumptuous
meal filled Dane s mouth, as he tasted it on Vanlyn s tongue. They wrestled playfully this
way for a time, but it was too soon that both men were fully erect, their breathing heavy,
their skin damp with sweat with wanting of each other.
 Vanlyn, it s been so long, too long. Dane grasped him by the shoulders and turned
the young man s body beneath him.  I told you when our trials were at an end, I was
going to keep you in bed for as long as I was able.
Vanlyn smiled up at him, his eyes unfocused in his passion, and it reminded Dane of
how endearing the young man was. Dane claimed his already kiss-swollen lips, his arms
wrapped fiercely around Vanlyn s shoulders while Vanlyn plied Dane s hair with his slim
fingers. Their erections rubbed against each other and became slippery with pre-cum until
Vanlyn moaned into Dane s mouth, causing his heart to race with ever-increasing desire.
Dane pulled back, and he claimed Vanlyn s throat with his teeth, wrenching a cry
from him as his teeth sank deep into tender flesh. Dane s tongue soothed the sore area as
Vanlyn writhed beneath him.
 Dane, how I ve missed this. Please love me forever, Vanlyn breathed.
 Of course I will. Dane was working his way down the length of Vanlyn s torso as
he so loved doing, taking playful nips at the dusky nipples and rippled stomach, noticing
with some bemusement that the lines were harder, more refined. His Vanlyn had changed
in many ways.
When Dane finally reached Vanlyn s sex, which was rock hard as the blood filled his
veins, Dane ran his tongue along the bulbous tip, suckling it and tickling the slit.
 Oh gods, Dane, yes! Vanlyn s back arched.  So long. It s been so long.
Dane plunged in, swallowing Vanlyn s straining member whole. Vanlyn gave his
cry, and his body thrashed from side to side as Dane held him there until he calmed, not
wanting the end to come too soon.
Then Dane began to move. The musky taste of Vanlyn replaced the sweetness of the
wine, and Dane let Vanlyn s engorged sex touch the tip of his throat, holding it there,
before drawing his mouth up in a slow caress.
Vanlyn continued to thrash, half mad in his desire, and Dane allowed a smile of
satisfaction on his lips before he increased his stroking, his hand fisting around the base
of Vanlyn s cock, pumping the flesh. His other land cupped the heavy testicles, as they
tightened and drew against Vanlyn s body. Vanlyn was screaming his name.
His climax erupted, filling Dane s mouth, and Dane drank like a man dying of thirst.
He was in a sense. How long had he hungered for this again? When Vanlyn s thrashing
stilled, Dane rose up over him, supporting himself with his arms, and looked at the man
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