Enamored 8/8 + Epilogue
Title: Enamored 8/8 + Epilogue
Pairing: Jaejoong/Heechul (Changmin/Yunho, Kai/Taemin)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This much pretty can only happen in fanfics. I think if these two were a couple in real life the world would explode.
Summary: War with the Hawks is imminent. The Ravens do not want to fight, but no one is willing to back them despite being allies. The Swans have their own plans: marry off their last prince to the Ravens and then they'll think of siding with the Ravens if they need to. It's all very manipulative, especially to Jaejoong who is suddenly forced into the idea of an arranged marriage with a snobby nobel.
A/N: This fic is in the same universe as Nevermore and Forever More. This happens about three years after the events in Forever More.
Fanfic poster by me!
Part 8: The Married Rivals
The banners and streamers of blue and silver continued through the trees, leading them to a small clearing. They shuffled along, laughing when one or the other stumbled, holding each other up. The path they followed led to one of the larger clearings in the forest. It was not an easy path, full of tree roots and hills and at one point they had to cross a small stream. They tripped and stumbled over them, uncoordinated, yet uncaring when they fell and landed together because being tied and pressed together was always a good reason for a kiss or two or seven.
The path represented their journey in life, the troubles they would face together, the way they would work together to overcome them. And the kisses and love that they would share through everything.
They arrived in the clearing with leaves, grass, and dirt upon their clothes and hands. But also with smiles and laughter. Streamers and banners hung from the taller trees. Blue-covered tables were heaped with food and black-covered chairs dotted the area. Their families mingled around the clearing, Swans and Ravens talking together. There was tension below the surface of their smiles and conversation. Just enough for Jaejoong to stiffen and be wary. He also felt Kai shift next to them.
Someone shouted a hello at them, and all attention went straight to them. Their people stood and moved toward the middle of the clearing where polished wooden planks had been laid for this exact purpose. Heechul and Jaejoong went straight there.
The Ravens cawed in welcome. The Swans winced against the sound that also heralded their attacks, but they politely applauded.
Two steps onto the platform, Jaejoong felt something tear through his magic, but tied to Heechul, he had no way to stop it and a black knife hissed by his face, cut through the ropes near their shoulders, and Heechul screamed and blood splattered from his arm, the knife cutting from his collarbone and down his arm, almost to his elbow.
Jaejoong fell with him, covering him with his body, and a moment later, Heechul shouted, “Kai, don’t kill him!”
Jaejoong glanced up and watched the knife Kai had thrown already on its way, and Jaejoong knew it was going to hit the one who had thrown the knife at them, but Kai rolled his eyes, and flung magic after the knife, and the knife hit the man in the shoulder instead of the heart, knocking him to the ground where one of Jaejoong’s warriors pinned him to the ground with his own sword shoved into the other shoulder.
His screams shocked everyone else into action. Swords were drawn, knives readied.
“Detain them!” Jaejoong shouted, and he felt magic from all his magicians wrap around the Swans in the crowd. The Swan King and Queen were shouting at the injustice of being frozen, wrapped up in magic. No Swan had been fast enough to stop them. Jaejoong sighed in relief and then turned back to his husband, shouting for Seohyun and Jonghyun. The medical magicians appeared a moment later and wrapped the wound with green bands of magic.
Jaejoong reached to touch Heechul’s face, saw the blood on his hands, and stopped. He touched his clothes instead, on his uninjured shoulder.
“Wingless, flightless, stupid--”
Jaejoong smiled and hushed him. “It’s under control.”
“This is--just the--why would they--”
Jaejoong shook his head. “Concentrate on breathing.”
Heechul glared at him. “Help me up.”
“We need to--”
“Help me up. Kai, get rid of these ropes!”
Kai’s magic swiveled around them. It was not silver like most magicians. Or not quite silver. It was almost black, like a shimmering pool of obsidian. The rope fell away from them, and Jaejoong helped Heechul sit up.
“Get the magic off me. Baekhyun! Sehun!”
Two of Heechul’s warriors were there a moment later.
“Get it off me. Baekhyun, your shirt. Now.”
“But--” Jaejoong shut up at Heechul’s glare.
“My family wants to do this, destroy this, well I am not going to let them, and Raven magic cannot interfere. It’s just a little cut. That’s all it is. Baekhyun!”
Baekhyun pulled his shirt off, and Jonghyun waited until it was wrapped around the wound, turning red from the blood before removing his magic.
Heechul winced, but used Jaejoong’s strong body to steady himself on his knees. His eyes shut from the effort, his face going pale. Blood pooled from the fabric, and Sehun’s shirt was there in a moment, wrapping tighter around the wound on Heechul’s shoulder.
“My love,” Jaejoong said in exasperation.
Heechul shook his head and ran his hands down Jaejoong’s arms, and gripped both of his hands, and Jaejoong returned the grip, holding him up.
“Tell everyone to shut up,” Heechul said, steadying himself on their joined hands.
“Kyuhyun!” Jaejoong shouted. “Silence mouths.”
A moment later, all the shouting and cursing and arguing stopped. Jaejoong glanced around to see everyone with magic wrapped around them.
Heechul smirked. “Kai is very strong by himself, but nothing compared to your magicians.”
“I know. You shouldn’t be talking.”
The shirt was soaked through with blood again.
Heechul shook his head. “This won’t take long. The blood will make it better anyway. A stronger bond, more formal.”
Confused, Jaejoong stared at his husband.
Heechul shut his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them with a smile. “Normally someone from the Royal Family would officiate, but I doubt they are going to want to, so I will do it myself.” In a loud voice, one that stole his breath every few seconds, Heechul said, “I, Kim Heechul, third son of the Cob and Pen of the Royal Flock, give to you, Kim Jaejoong, Apex of the Raven Warriors and Magicians, everything that I am, everything that makes me who I am.” He had to stop to take another deep breath, and then the blue of his magic twisted up around their hands. He swayed, and then his eyes opened. “With his bond, you and the rest of the Ravens have the support, loyalty, and flight of the Swan Clan.” He glanced over at his parents, “even if it no longers means the same thing as it did ten minutes ago. Accept this vow, my Raven, given willingly, given wholeheartedly, given without malice.”
Jaejoong stared at him, eyes welling with tears.
Heechul rolled his eyes. “You’re supposed to say you accept it.”
Jaejoong smiled. “Well, I did not know that.”
“Do you accept it?”
“Of course, I do. I accept your vow and give you one of my own. Despite what has happened today, the Ravens value and honor all of our alliances, and we will continue to do so. I, Kim Jaejoong, Apex of the Raven Warriors and Magicians, will love you, the third son of the Cob and Pen of the Royal Flock of the Swan Clan, and I will protect you in the same way I love and protect the Ravens of my clan.” Jaejoong paused to wrap his silvery magic around their hands. As happened before, the two colors mixed, formed a blue shimmering trail. But it was stronger, almost blinding as it spread, over their hands and arms, up to their shoulders, around their heads, until it covered all of them, and Jaejoong had no idea why or how, but let it sink into their bodies. It felt like a full body hug, and he was crying before he could stop it. He cleared his throat. “Accept this vow, my Swan, my love, my heart, that I have given willingly, given wholeheartedly, given without malice.”
Heechul smirked. “You are a quick learner, my Raven. I accept. Now kiss me.”
Jaejoong cupped his cheek, this time leaving bloody finger trails over his cheek and kissed him. As soon as their lips parted, Heechul collapsed and passed out, and Jaejoong caught him in his arms. A moment later, the white shirt was ripped off and Jonghyun’s magic replaced it.
“He’ll be fine,” Jonghyun said, after motioning to let him speak and Jaejoong removing the magic. “He’s lost a lot of blood, but nothing important is really injured. He should be healed in a few days.”
Jaejoong nodded and stood up. The first thing he noted was the Raven King and Queen, and then Changmin, glaring at him. His silencing order had been on everyone. He nodded at Kyuhyun and the other removed the spell from only the Ravens.
The Raven King narrowed his eyes at Jaejoong. “You dare to make such a vow after being betrayed, throwing all the Ravens into a further alliance with these that are almost as bad as the Eagles?”
The Swans silently yet violently protested that comparison.
Jaejoong shrugged. “They were aiming to kill one of their own, not one of us.”
“As soon as you appeared in this clearing, he was one of us.”
“I know that, but they did not see him as one of us like we do, but they see it now though. We are joined, Heechul to the Ravens and me to the Swans. We adhered to both Swan and Raven wedding customs. The two of us are married, and they now have a choice of honoring the alliance that we as Ravens know we will honor, or of declaring a war that they will not win.”
Jaejoong finally turned to the Swan King and Queen. “Heechul is my husband, your majesties. Heechul told me that you had planned on using this alliance as a way to infiltrate the Raven Stronghold and weaken us from the inside.”
The Ravens, almost as one, shouted out in disbelief and anger. Jaejoong rolled his eyes and motioned to Kyuhyun who once again shut them all up with magic.
“It was a very stupid plan,” Jaejoong said, “one that required us, the Ravens, to be completely oblivious to that danger. Even without the warning, we would have figured it out. And Kai was ordered to push Ravens off our cliffs, make their deaths look like accidents. Again, Ravens are smarter than that. You think we would live within the cliffs and trees if we constantly fell from them? Despite your attempts at subterfuge, I made this vow with your son, and it was not because of our alliance, it is because I love him and adore him. Be thankful. It is that love and adoration that has made me promise to honor our alliance. Without it, the Swans would have been slaughtered in this clearing. But I am not a traitorous Eagle. I am a Raven, and we keep our promises, we honor our alliances, and we uphold our pride. As Ravens, we will continue to do so. Now, if you do not mind, I am going to get my husband back to our rooms where he can heal and rest.”
Kai used magic to lift Heechul. The other four Swans helped him, and they carried him off the wooden planks and back into the woods, with Jaejoong right behind them. They used two baskets, hauled up into the trees as quickly as possible without causing them danger. Heechul did not awake, and Kai assured him it was only due to a lack of energy.
Once he was in the safety of Jaejoong’s rooms, Jonghyun and Seohyun were able to dive into the wound and begin healing it from the inside. Jaejoong waited until the two of them stopped, their own faces ashen from the effort and then he took off Heechul’s bloodied clothes and used a wet cloth to wipe the blood from his pale skin.
He sat by the bed for hours until Kai told him that he should probably get rid of the blood on his own clothes and skin. Jaejoong knew he was right and he hurried to his bathroom, taking the quickest bath he’d ever had in his life. He returned wrapped in a robe and sat back down. He took Heechul’s limp hand and pressed a kiss to it.
“He is not going to die, Apex,” Kai said.
“I know that.”
Magic swirled at their entrance, and Jaejoong turned to see Kyuhyun enter followed by Changmin.
Kai stood and bowed, but Jaejoong stayed seated. He had never bowed to Changmin, and even if he looked every inch the Raven Prince of Darkness right at that moment, Jaejoong did not want to disturb Heechul.
“The Swans have left to go back to their Lake. Apollo and Odin are following them and will report back with whatever news they feel is relevant.”
“All of them?”
“All except the one that threw the knife.”
“Junmyeon,” Kai said. “It was Junmyeon, only second to Heechul in command of our warriors.”
“What are the chances of him acting on his own?” Kyuhyun asked.
Kai shook his head. “Slim. Our orders come from the Cob.”
“Do you believe your clan will attempt this again?”
Kai pondered that question, looking back at Heechul. “I wish that I could guarantee that they would not, but I cannot.”
“So our alliance will remain tenuous at best.”
Kai nodded.
“And what is the Swan punishment for attacking one of your own?”
Kai smirked. “Death is too easy. I am sure there is a plan just in case their plan today failed. There is always more than one plan.”
Changmin nodded. “Then we will extract it from him. Do you wish to help?”
Kai chuckled. “Of course. Now?”
“No. We will let him fester overnight. Relax for the evening. I do believe that Taemin is on duty just until midnight.”
--- Five days later... ---
“Beautiful,” Jaejoong whispered and ran a finger down the thick scar on Heechul’s shoulder. The one on his arm was thinner, perfect for Jaejoong’s tongue.
“Ugly. Marred. Imperfect.”
“Beautiful. Strong. Perfect.” Jaejoong repeated the words into Heechul’s elbow and over to his stomach.
“Biased.”
Jaejoong chuckled and continued running his hands and tongue down Heechul’s skin, back and forth across muscles toward his belly button.
Laughter interrupted them, and Jaejoong glared at the entrance to his rooms. Too many people. Changmin, Yunho, Kai, Taemin, Kyuhyun and Donghae.
“What?” Jaejoong demanded, not bothering to even attempt covering their naked bodies or the fact that he was about to start sucking on Heechul’s cock.
“Come to the Falls with us,” Changmin said.
Jaejoong glared and glanced down at Heechul. “My love?”
Heechul tangled his hands in Jaejoong’s hair. “Hmm, get up, get dressed, walk forever, just to get naked and fuck.”
Yunho laughed.
“Pretty sure I do not need to go through all those extra steps in order to get an orgasm.” He tugged on Jaejoong’s hair, pushing his head down.
Jaejoong obeyed the command and put his mouth right on Heechul’s dick. Lips open around the shaft, he moved up and down before going to the soft crown and sucking it into his mouth. Heechul moaned, hips rising as Jaejoong shifted to get a better angle.
“Hell,” Yunho said, “we can just stay here and watch.”
Jaejoong curled one hand around Heechul’s shaft, pumping it while licking at the head. He moved his other hand in a spell that practically pushed their audience away. They laughed at him, but did not stick around.
“Please don’t leave our borders vulnerable while you all go have sex,” Jaejoong said. “Kyuhyun, aren’t you on duty?”
The magician grumbled as they all walked out, and the last thing Jaejoong heard was Donghae assuring Kyuhyun that Taemin and Kai would give him orgasms while Kyuhyun was busy.
“You owe me a honeymoon,” Heechul breathed when Jaejoong went back to work with his cock deep in his throat.
Jaejoong hummed, taking all of Heechul, face pressed against his stomach.
“And you owe me a ring,” Heechul gasped. “Like Yunho has.”
Jaejoong laughed and pulled away long enough to say, “I will buy you one in Paris.”
“Paris?”
“It is a place in Yunho’s realm. Home of Cartier, the only brand that compares to your beauty and yet still pales in comparison.”
Heechul waved his hand. “Very well. Continue. Orgasm now.”
Jaejoong smiled up at him. He gripped Heechul’s knees and pushed them. “Hold,” he said. “I say it’s time we use our wedding present.”
Heechul laughed and held his knees, legs spread. Jaejoong touched first with his fingers, soft down each curve, and then with his tongue, lingering against the crinkled opening of Heechul’s body. The moan wasn’t near loud enough, and Jaejoong pressed a finger inside him, whispering the words of his favorite spell as he went deeper. The slick spell eased the way and Heechul moaned in appreciation.
Still not loud enough. He added a second finger, noting the way Heechul gripped his knees more tightly. His name echoed around the room.
“Begging so soon,” Jaejoong mused.
“That’s what happens when I have not felt you inside me for five long days.”
“I may make you wait five days again if this is the result.”
“Don’t you dare!”
Jaejoong chuckled and added a third finger with another whispered spell. With three fingers spread and a hand on Heechul’s cock, Jaejoong decided that was enough for now. He kneeled, moving a little closer. Their wedding present was across the room, but another quick spell had it bouncing in the air toward them. He gripped it by the larger base that fit so well in his hand.
Heechul’s eyes gleamed in anticipation.
“Pick a number,” Jaejoong said.
“Five.”
Jaejoong smiled. He lowered the toy and he touched one to his entrance. It slipped into him easily, but it was the slow way that he moved it, so Heechul really felt the ridges as it was pressed into him. The retreat was just as slow. The second length was coiled and pulled an even breathier sigh from Heechul’s mouth.
“So far so good?”
Heechul nodded. “I like that one. Just ... twist it.”
Jaejoong did and Heechul’s entire body shuddered. “Should we stop at two, or continue to five.”
“Five. Go ... five.”
The third length looked more like individual balls of glass, barely connected. The first popped into him easily as did the second. The third was rounder, and the fourth stretched his reddened rim before joining the other three. Heechul’s skin shimmered with sweat, and Jaejoong pulled the toy free and then pushed it back into him, almost too roughly.
That was a loud enough moan, and Jaejoong revised his goal to a scream. Soon.
The fourth length started round and tapered toward the handle, and Jaejoong pressed it into Heechul slowly. Heechul panted, head thrown back. His nails left divots in his skin. He liked it so much that Jaejoong used it for a very long time, until his cock was twitching and pumping puddles of clear fluid onto his stomach. When he pulled it away, Heechul protested.
“Just one more left.”
“And then your cock.”
“Maybe.”
Heechul groaned. “Please.”
“Soon, love.”
The fifth length of glass was shaped like any other dildo, just a bit smaller. It wasn’t anything compared to the fourth one, so Jaejoong used it only for a moment. When he stopped, Heechul cried out, “Thank you, please, please.”
Jaejoong chuckled. “Want to come?”
“Always, please, always.”
“That is a difficult order, always keeping you coming.”
“I know you are capable of fulfilling it.”
“And if you are capable of speaking, I’m not doing my job.”
Heechul smirked. “No, you are not.”
Jaejoong turned the toy around, and pressed the wide handled into him. Heechul groaned.
“Hold that for me,” he said and then used one of the toys on it to spin it around.
Heechul cried out his name. Shifting to the side, Jaejoong kept his hand on the toy, moving it around and leaned over Heechul’s knee for his cock. He sucked it into his mouth, smirked at the loud scream from Heechul’s throat and sucked on him. He bobbed his head and Heechul’s cries grew louder. Cries of his name. Fingers suddenly gripped his hair, and Heechul’s hips moved and he slammed Jaejoong’s head down.
Jaejoong gagged and then had to swallow the sudden mouthful of his lover’s release. Jaejoong sucked him through the spasms and then Heechul was pushing him away.
“Ass,” he breathed.
Jaejoong chuckled, propped up on his elbow. Heechul’s leg was thrown over his hip and he reached with his other hand to play with the toy still lodged inside him. “Now what would you like, my Swan?”
Heechul smirked over at him. “More orgasms, my love. You have five days to make up for.”
Jaejoong smiled, pulled the toy free and replaced it with his cock, and did as he was commanded.
---
Two weeks later, Jaejoong and Heechul arrived in a room unannounced and interrupted a very similar situation. Though it was not in a bedroom, but the kitchen of the apartment that Yoochun and Junsu shared.
Yoochun kneeled on the linoleum. Junsu leaned back against the cupboard, fingers curled into the countertop. His head thrown back, mouth open. His gasps echoed in the small room.
“Is there any possible way that we can join these two?” Heechul asked. “I promise I will not tell Yunho nor Changmin that you allowed it.”
Junsu whimpered in surprise, and Yoochun pulled away, but as soon as Junsu saw them, he gripped Yoochun’s hair tightly and pulled him back to his cock.
Jaejoong laughed. “Do you want to start our honeymoon with an orgy?”
Heechul chuckled. “Good way to start it as any but you owe me a ring.”
Jaejoong laughed. “Of course I do but this is not Paris.”
“Who--who--” Junsu used one hand to motion at Heechul, and then he moaned, and gripped Yoochun’s hair again.
“Oh, right, introductions first. Where are my manners? Junsu, Yoochun, this is my husband Heechul.”
“Nice-nice ... fuck, to ... nice, to meet you, fuck, Yoochun!”
Yoochun pulled off his cock and pumped Junsu through an orgasm that splattered up on his face and all over his shirt.
“Shit,” Junsu muttered and slid down the cupboard. Yoochun steadied him and then pressed forward for a kiss.
“They’re pretty,” Heechul said and licked his lips.
Jaejoong nodded. “And very fun to play with.”
Yoochun turned to look at them with a smile. “Hi, Jaejoong.”
“Hi. Sorry for the intrusion. We need a place to stay until we secure a flight to France.”
Yoochun nodded. “Okay. Sure”
Junsu tugged on Yoochun’s hair. “They said orgy.”
Yoochun laughed. “So they did. You boys want to join us on the floor, or should we move this to a bed?”
Jaejoong looked over at Heechul and he smirked. “Bedroom,” they both said.
Epilogue: The Shining Jewel
Four years later...
Heechul sighed, staring out over the balcony and into the trees of the Raven Stronghold. The annoying child in his body kicked at him again, and he glared down at his stomach.
“Go to sleep!” he practically shouted. The hand that curled around the bulge and rubbed against the top was gentle. The sun caught on the diamonds in the ring that his husband had bought him almost four years ago. It was a perfect mixture of the blue of the Swan Clan, the black of the Raven Clan, and the silver of magicians.
He smiled and patted his belly. “You know, I think I’ll name you Cartier.”
The baby kicked him again, stronger, harder.
Heechul winced. “Maybe not.”
“Is our daughter giving you problems again?”
Heechul spun around and flew (he did not waddle, thank you very much) into Jaejoong’s arms. He had been gone for almost a week, on a mission into the Hawks territory. With the firm alliance between the Swans and Ravens, the Owls soon joined, and even the Falcons had stopped their skirmishes and were tentative allies. But the Hawks refused.
Heechul cared little about it all, only happy because it meant his sister and their son were no longer ostracized because the boy’s father was an Owl. And very upset because it pulled his husband away too frequently.
He pulled back from the kiss he was about to give his husband and his eyes went wide. “Did you say daughter?”
Jaejoong smiled. “Yes, indeed, I did.”
“Then ...” Heechul bit his lip. “Jaehee. Let’s name her Jaehee.”
Jaejoong nodded. “That is a beautiful name.”
“A daughter.” Heechul touched his stomach again. Some days he was still so surprised that he was having a baby with the man he loved. “No wonder the baby is such a brat.”
“No, I’m sure she gets that from you, not her gender.”
Heechul huffed and turned away. “And to think I missed you.”
Jaejoong’s arms wrapped around him from behind. “I missed you so much,” he whispered.
Heechul sagged against him and fought back tears.
“Turn around and kiss me.”
Heechul turned around and glared even if his husband could tell how close to crying he was. It was the pregnancy. That was all. “No kiss. Take me to bed and touch me.”
Jaejoong laughed. “Yes, my Swan.”
Part 7: The Binding Walk
Part 6: The Compatible Pleasure
Part 5: The Reluctant Trust
Part 4: The Unexpected Complications
Part 3: The Ferocious Warrior
Part 2: The Complicated Beauty
Part 1: The Impossible Proposition
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Pairing: Jaejoong/Heechul (Changmin/Yunho, Kai/Taemin)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This much pretty can only happen in fanfics. I think if these two were a couple in real life the world would explode.
Summary: War with the Hawks is imminent. The Ravens do not want to fight, but no one is willing to back them despite being allies. The Swans have their own plans: marry off their last prince to the Ravens and then they'll think of siding with the Ravens if they need to. It's all very manipulative, especially to Jaejoong who is suddenly forced into the idea of an arranged marriage with a snobby nobel.
A/N: This fic is in the same universe as Nevermore and Forever More. This happens about three years after the events in Forever More.
Fanfic poster by me!
Part 8: The Married Rivals
The banners and streamers of blue and silver continued through the trees, leading them to a small clearing. They shuffled along, laughing when one or the other stumbled, holding each other up. The path they followed led to one of the larger clearings in the forest. It was not an easy path, full of tree roots and hills and at one point they had to cross a small stream. They tripped and stumbled over them, uncoordinated, yet uncaring when they fell and landed together because being tied and pressed together was always a good reason for a kiss or two or seven.
The path represented their journey in life, the troubles they would face together, the way they would work together to overcome them. And the kisses and love that they would share through everything.
They arrived in the clearing with leaves, grass, and dirt upon their clothes and hands. But also with smiles and laughter. Streamers and banners hung from the taller trees. Blue-covered tables were heaped with food and black-covered chairs dotted the area. Their families mingled around the clearing, Swans and Ravens talking together. There was tension below the surface of their smiles and conversation. Just enough for Jaejoong to stiffen and be wary. He also felt Kai shift next to them.
Someone shouted a hello at them, and all attention went straight to them. Their people stood and moved toward the middle of the clearing where polished wooden planks had been laid for this exact purpose. Heechul and Jaejoong went straight there.
The Ravens cawed in welcome. The Swans winced against the sound that also heralded their attacks, but they politely applauded.
Two steps onto the platform, Jaejoong felt something tear through his magic, but tied to Heechul, he had no way to stop it and a black knife hissed by his face, cut through the ropes near their shoulders, and Heechul screamed and blood splattered from his arm, the knife cutting from his collarbone and down his arm, almost to his elbow.
Jaejoong fell with him, covering him with his body, and a moment later, Heechul shouted, “Kai, don’t kill him!”
Jaejoong glanced up and watched the knife Kai had thrown already on its way, and Jaejoong knew it was going to hit the one who had thrown the knife at them, but Kai rolled his eyes, and flung magic after the knife, and the knife hit the man in the shoulder instead of the heart, knocking him to the ground where one of Jaejoong’s warriors pinned him to the ground with his own sword shoved into the other shoulder.
His screams shocked everyone else into action. Swords were drawn, knives readied.
“Detain them!” Jaejoong shouted, and he felt magic from all his magicians wrap around the Swans in the crowd. The Swan King and Queen were shouting at the injustice of being frozen, wrapped up in magic. No Swan had been fast enough to stop them. Jaejoong sighed in relief and then turned back to his husband, shouting for Seohyun and Jonghyun. The medical magicians appeared a moment later and wrapped the wound with green bands of magic.
Jaejoong reached to touch Heechul’s face, saw the blood on his hands, and stopped. He touched his clothes instead, on his uninjured shoulder.
“Wingless, flightless, stupid--”
Jaejoong smiled and hushed him. “It’s under control.”
“This is--just the--why would they--”
Jaejoong shook his head. “Concentrate on breathing.”
Heechul glared at him. “Help me up.”
“We need to--”
“Help me up. Kai, get rid of these ropes!”
Kai’s magic swiveled around them. It was not silver like most magicians. Or not quite silver. It was almost black, like a shimmering pool of obsidian. The rope fell away from them, and Jaejoong helped Heechul sit up.
“Get the magic off me. Baekhyun! Sehun!”
Two of Heechul’s warriors were there a moment later.
“Get it off me. Baekhyun, your shirt. Now.”
“But--” Jaejoong shut up at Heechul’s glare.
“My family wants to do this, destroy this, well I am not going to let them, and Raven magic cannot interfere. It’s just a little cut. That’s all it is. Baekhyun!”
Baekhyun pulled his shirt off, and Jonghyun waited until it was wrapped around the wound, turning red from the blood before removing his magic.
Heechul winced, but used Jaejoong’s strong body to steady himself on his knees. His eyes shut from the effort, his face going pale. Blood pooled from the fabric, and Sehun’s shirt was there in a moment, wrapping tighter around the wound on Heechul’s shoulder.
“My love,” Jaejoong said in exasperation.
Heechul shook his head and ran his hands down Jaejoong’s arms, and gripped both of his hands, and Jaejoong returned the grip, holding him up.
“Tell everyone to shut up,” Heechul said, steadying himself on their joined hands.
“Kyuhyun!” Jaejoong shouted. “Silence mouths.”
A moment later, all the shouting and cursing and arguing stopped. Jaejoong glanced around to see everyone with magic wrapped around them.
Heechul smirked. “Kai is very strong by himself, but nothing compared to your magicians.”
“I know. You shouldn’t be talking.”
The shirt was soaked through with blood again.
Heechul shook his head. “This won’t take long. The blood will make it better anyway. A stronger bond, more formal.”
Confused, Jaejoong stared at his husband.
Heechul shut his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them with a smile. “Normally someone from the Royal Family would officiate, but I doubt they are going to want to, so I will do it myself.” In a loud voice, one that stole his breath every few seconds, Heechul said, “I, Kim Heechul, third son of the Cob and Pen of the Royal Flock, give to you, Kim Jaejoong, Apex of the Raven Warriors and Magicians, everything that I am, everything that makes me who I am.” He had to stop to take another deep breath, and then the blue of his magic twisted up around their hands. He swayed, and then his eyes opened. “With his bond, you and the rest of the Ravens have the support, loyalty, and flight of the Swan Clan.” He glanced over at his parents, “even if it no longers means the same thing as it did ten minutes ago. Accept this vow, my Raven, given willingly, given wholeheartedly, given without malice.”
Jaejoong stared at him, eyes welling with tears.
Heechul rolled his eyes. “You’re supposed to say you accept it.”
Jaejoong smiled. “Well, I did not know that.”
“Do you accept it?”
“Of course, I do. I accept your vow and give you one of my own. Despite what has happened today, the Ravens value and honor all of our alliances, and we will continue to do so. I, Kim Jaejoong, Apex of the Raven Warriors and Magicians, will love you, the third son of the Cob and Pen of the Royal Flock of the Swan Clan, and I will protect you in the same way I love and protect the Ravens of my clan.” Jaejoong paused to wrap his silvery magic around their hands. As happened before, the two colors mixed, formed a blue shimmering trail. But it was stronger, almost blinding as it spread, over their hands and arms, up to their shoulders, around their heads, until it covered all of them, and Jaejoong had no idea why or how, but let it sink into their bodies. It felt like a full body hug, and he was crying before he could stop it. He cleared his throat. “Accept this vow, my Swan, my love, my heart, that I have given willingly, given wholeheartedly, given without malice.”
Heechul smirked. “You are a quick learner, my Raven. I accept. Now kiss me.”
Jaejoong cupped his cheek, this time leaving bloody finger trails over his cheek and kissed him. As soon as their lips parted, Heechul collapsed and passed out, and Jaejoong caught him in his arms. A moment later, the white shirt was ripped off and Jonghyun’s magic replaced it.
“He’ll be fine,” Jonghyun said, after motioning to let him speak and Jaejoong removing the magic. “He’s lost a lot of blood, but nothing important is really injured. He should be healed in a few days.”
Jaejoong nodded and stood up. The first thing he noted was the Raven King and Queen, and then Changmin, glaring at him. His silencing order had been on everyone. He nodded at Kyuhyun and the other removed the spell from only the Ravens.
The Raven King narrowed his eyes at Jaejoong. “You dare to make such a vow after being betrayed, throwing all the Ravens into a further alliance with these that are almost as bad as the Eagles?”
The Swans silently yet violently protested that comparison.
Jaejoong shrugged. “They were aiming to kill one of their own, not one of us.”
“As soon as you appeared in this clearing, he was one of us.”
“I know that, but they did not see him as one of us like we do, but they see it now though. We are joined, Heechul to the Ravens and me to the Swans. We adhered to both Swan and Raven wedding customs. The two of us are married, and they now have a choice of honoring the alliance that we as Ravens know we will honor, or of declaring a war that they will not win.”
Jaejoong finally turned to the Swan King and Queen. “Heechul is my husband, your majesties. Heechul told me that you had planned on using this alliance as a way to infiltrate the Raven Stronghold and weaken us from the inside.”
The Ravens, almost as one, shouted out in disbelief and anger. Jaejoong rolled his eyes and motioned to Kyuhyun who once again shut them all up with magic.
“It was a very stupid plan,” Jaejoong said, “one that required us, the Ravens, to be completely oblivious to that danger. Even without the warning, we would have figured it out. And Kai was ordered to push Ravens off our cliffs, make their deaths look like accidents. Again, Ravens are smarter than that. You think we would live within the cliffs and trees if we constantly fell from them? Despite your attempts at subterfuge, I made this vow with your son, and it was not because of our alliance, it is because I love him and adore him. Be thankful. It is that love and adoration that has made me promise to honor our alliance. Without it, the Swans would have been slaughtered in this clearing. But I am not a traitorous Eagle. I am a Raven, and we keep our promises, we honor our alliances, and we uphold our pride. As Ravens, we will continue to do so. Now, if you do not mind, I am going to get my husband back to our rooms where he can heal and rest.”
Kai used magic to lift Heechul. The other four Swans helped him, and they carried him off the wooden planks and back into the woods, with Jaejoong right behind them. They used two baskets, hauled up into the trees as quickly as possible without causing them danger. Heechul did not awake, and Kai assured him it was only due to a lack of energy.
Once he was in the safety of Jaejoong’s rooms, Jonghyun and Seohyun were able to dive into the wound and begin healing it from the inside. Jaejoong waited until the two of them stopped, their own faces ashen from the effort and then he took off Heechul’s bloodied clothes and used a wet cloth to wipe the blood from his pale skin.
He sat by the bed for hours until Kai told him that he should probably get rid of the blood on his own clothes and skin. Jaejoong knew he was right and he hurried to his bathroom, taking the quickest bath he’d ever had in his life. He returned wrapped in a robe and sat back down. He took Heechul’s limp hand and pressed a kiss to it.
“He is not going to die, Apex,” Kai said.
“I know that.”
Magic swirled at their entrance, and Jaejoong turned to see Kyuhyun enter followed by Changmin.
Kai stood and bowed, but Jaejoong stayed seated. He had never bowed to Changmin, and even if he looked every inch the Raven Prince of Darkness right at that moment, Jaejoong did not want to disturb Heechul.
“The Swans have left to go back to their Lake. Apollo and Odin are following them and will report back with whatever news they feel is relevant.”
“All of them?”
“All except the one that threw the knife.”
“Junmyeon,” Kai said. “It was Junmyeon, only second to Heechul in command of our warriors.”
“What are the chances of him acting on his own?” Kyuhyun asked.
Kai shook his head. “Slim. Our orders come from the Cob.”
“Do you believe your clan will attempt this again?”
Kai pondered that question, looking back at Heechul. “I wish that I could guarantee that they would not, but I cannot.”
“So our alliance will remain tenuous at best.”
Kai nodded.
“And what is the Swan punishment for attacking one of your own?”
Kai smirked. “Death is too easy. I am sure there is a plan just in case their plan today failed. There is always more than one plan.”
Changmin nodded. “Then we will extract it from him. Do you wish to help?”
Kai chuckled. “Of course. Now?”
“No. We will let him fester overnight. Relax for the evening. I do believe that Taemin is on duty just until midnight.”
--- Five days later... ---
“Beautiful,” Jaejoong whispered and ran a finger down the thick scar on Heechul’s shoulder. The one on his arm was thinner, perfect for Jaejoong’s tongue.
“Ugly. Marred. Imperfect.”
“Beautiful. Strong. Perfect.” Jaejoong repeated the words into Heechul’s elbow and over to his stomach.
“Biased.”
Jaejoong chuckled and continued running his hands and tongue down Heechul’s skin, back and forth across muscles toward his belly button.
Laughter interrupted them, and Jaejoong glared at the entrance to his rooms. Too many people. Changmin, Yunho, Kai, Taemin, Kyuhyun and Donghae.
“What?” Jaejoong demanded, not bothering to even attempt covering their naked bodies or the fact that he was about to start sucking on Heechul’s cock.
“Come to the Falls with us,” Changmin said.
Jaejoong glared and glanced down at Heechul. “My love?”
Heechul tangled his hands in Jaejoong’s hair. “Hmm, get up, get dressed, walk forever, just to get naked and fuck.”
Yunho laughed.
“Pretty sure I do not need to go through all those extra steps in order to get an orgasm.” He tugged on Jaejoong’s hair, pushing his head down.
Jaejoong obeyed the command and put his mouth right on Heechul’s dick. Lips open around the shaft, he moved up and down before going to the soft crown and sucking it into his mouth. Heechul moaned, hips rising as Jaejoong shifted to get a better angle.
“Hell,” Yunho said, “we can just stay here and watch.”
Jaejoong curled one hand around Heechul’s shaft, pumping it while licking at the head. He moved his other hand in a spell that practically pushed their audience away. They laughed at him, but did not stick around.
“Please don’t leave our borders vulnerable while you all go have sex,” Jaejoong said. “Kyuhyun, aren’t you on duty?”
The magician grumbled as they all walked out, and the last thing Jaejoong heard was Donghae assuring Kyuhyun that Taemin and Kai would give him orgasms while Kyuhyun was busy.
“You owe me a honeymoon,” Heechul breathed when Jaejoong went back to work with his cock deep in his throat.
Jaejoong hummed, taking all of Heechul, face pressed against his stomach.
“And you owe me a ring,” Heechul gasped. “Like Yunho has.”
Jaejoong laughed and pulled away long enough to say, “I will buy you one in Paris.”
“Paris?”
“It is a place in Yunho’s realm. Home of Cartier, the only brand that compares to your beauty and yet still pales in comparison.”
Heechul waved his hand. “Very well. Continue. Orgasm now.”
Jaejoong smiled up at him. He gripped Heechul’s knees and pushed them. “Hold,” he said. “I say it’s time we use our wedding present.”
Heechul laughed and held his knees, legs spread. Jaejoong touched first with his fingers, soft down each curve, and then with his tongue, lingering against the crinkled opening of Heechul’s body. The moan wasn’t near loud enough, and Jaejoong pressed a finger inside him, whispering the words of his favorite spell as he went deeper. The slick spell eased the way and Heechul moaned in appreciation.
Still not loud enough. He added a second finger, noting the way Heechul gripped his knees more tightly. His name echoed around the room.
“Begging so soon,” Jaejoong mused.
“That’s what happens when I have not felt you inside me for five long days.”
“I may make you wait five days again if this is the result.”
“Don’t you dare!”
Jaejoong chuckled and added a third finger with another whispered spell. With three fingers spread and a hand on Heechul’s cock, Jaejoong decided that was enough for now. He kneeled, moving a little closer. Their wedding present was across the room, but another quick spell had it bouncing in the air toward them. He gripped it by the larger base that fit so well in his hand.
Heechul’s eyes gleamed in anticipation.
“Pick a number,” Jaejoong said.
“Five.”
Jaejoong smiled. He lowered the toy and he touched one to his entrance. It slipped into him easily, but it was the slow way that he moved it, so Heechul really felt the ridges as it was pressed into him. The retreat was just as slow. The second length was coiled and pulled an even breathier sigh from Heechul’s mouth.
“So far so good?”
Heechul nodded. “I like that one. Just ... twist it.”
Jaejoong did and Heechul’s entire body shuddered. “Should we stop at two, or continue to five.”
“Five. Go ... five.”
The third length looked more like individual balls of glass, barely connected. The first popped into him easily as did the second. The third was rounder, and the fourth stretched his reddened rim before joining the other three. Heechul’s skin shimmered with sweat, and Jaejoong pulled the toy free and then pushed it back into him, almost too roughly.
That was a loud enough moan, and Jaejoong revised his goal to a scream. Soon.
The fourth length started round and tapered toward the handle, and Jaejoong pressed it into Heechul slowly. Heechul panted, head thrown back. His nails left divots in his skin. He liked it so much that Jaejoong used it for a very long time, until his cock was twitching and pumping puddles of clear fluid onto his stomach. When he pulled it away, Heechul protested.
“Just one more left.”
“And then your cock.”
“Maybe.”
Heechul groaned. “Please.”
“Soon, love.”
The fifth length of glass was shaped like any other dildo, just a bit smaller. It wasn’t anything compared to the fourth one, so Jaejoong used it only for a moment. When he stopped, Heechul cried out, “Thank you, please, please.”
Jaejoong chuckled. “Want to come?”
“Always, please, always.”
“That is a difficult order, always keeping you coming.”
“I know you are capable of fulfilling it.”
“And if you are capable of speaking, I’m not doing my job.”
Heechul smirked. “No, you are not.”
Jaejoong turned the toy around, and pressed the wide handled into him. Heechul groaned.
“Hold that for me,” he said and then used one of the toys on it to spin it around.
Heechul cried out his name. Shifting to the side, Jaejoong kept his hand on the toy, moving it around and leaned over Heechul’s knee for his cock. He sucked it into his mouth, smirked at the loud scream from Heechul’s throat and sucked on him. He bobbed his head and Heechul’s cries grew louder. Cries of his name. Fingers suddenly gripped his hair, and Heechul’s hips moved and he slammed Jaejoong’s head down.
Jaejoong gagged and then had to swallow the sudden mouthful of his lover’s release. Jaejoong sucked him through the spasms and then Heechul was pushing him away.
“Ass,” he breathed.
Jaejoong chuckled, propped up on his elbow. Heechul’s leg was thrown over his hip and he reached with his other hand to play with the toy still lodged inside him. “Now what would you like, my Swan?”
Heechul smirked over at him. “More orgasms, my love. You have five days to make up for.”
Jaejoong smiled, pulled the toy free and replaced it with his cock, and did as he was commanded.
---
Two weeks later, Jaejoong and Heechul arrived in a room unannounced and interrupted a very similar situation. Though it was not in a bedroom, but the kitchen of the apartment that Yoochun and Junsu shared.
Yoochun kneeled on the linoleum. Junsu leaned back against the cupboard, fingers curled into the countertop. His head thrown back, mouth open. His gasps echoed in the small room.
“Is there any possible way that we can join these two?” Heechul asked. “I promise I will not tell Yunho nor Changmin that you allowed it.”
Junsu whimpered in surprise, and Yoochun pulled away, but as soon as Junsu saw them, he gripped Yoochun’s hair tightly and pulled him back to his cock.
Jaejoong laughed. “Do you want to start our honeymoon with an orgy?”
Heechul chuckled. “Good way to start it as any but you owe me a ring.”
Jaejoong laughed. “Of course I do but this is not Paris.”
“Who--who--” Junsu used one hand to motion at Heechul, and then he moaned, and gripped Yoochun’s hair again.
“Oh, right, introductions first. Where are my manners? Junsu, Yoochun, this is my husband Heechul.”
“Nice-nice ... fuck, to ... nice, to meet you, fuck, Yoochun!”
Yoochun pulled off his cock and pumped Junsu through an orgasm that splattered up on his face and all over his shirt.
“Shit,” Junsu muttered and slid down the cupboard. Yoochun steadied him and then pressed forward for a kiss.
“They’re pretty,” Heechul said and licked his lips.
Jaejoong nodded. “And very fun to play with.”
Yoochun turned to look at them with a smile. “Hi, Jaejoong.”
“Hi. Sorry for the intrusion. We need a place to stay until we secure a flight to France.”
Yoochun nodded. “Okay. Sure”
Junsu tugged on Yoochun’s hair. “They said orgy.”
Yoochun laughed. “So they did. You boys want to join us on the floor, or should we move this to a bed?”
Jaejoong looked over at Heechul and he smirked. “Bedroom,” they both said.
Epilogue: The Shining Jewel
Four years later...
Heechul sighed, staring out over the balcony and into the trees of the Raven Stronghold. The annoying child in his body kicked at him again, and he glared down at his stomach.
“Go to sleep!” he practically shouted. The hand that curled around the bulge and rubbed against the top was gentle. The sun caught on the diamonds in the ring that his husband had bought him almost four years ago. It was a perfect mixture of the blue of the Swan Clan, the black of the Raven Clan, and the silver of magicians.
He smiled and patted his belly. “You know, I think I’ll name you Cartier.”
The baby kicked him again, stronger, harder.
Heechul winced. “Maybe not.”
“Is our daughter giving you problems again?”
Heechul spun around and flew (he did not waddle, thank you very much) into Jaejoong’s arms. He had been gone for almost a week, on a mission into the Hawks territory. With the firm alliance between the Swans and Ravens, the Owls soon joined, and even the Falcons had stopped their skirmishes and were tentative allies. But the Hawks refused.
Heechul cared little about it all, only happy because it meant his sister and their son were no longer ostracized because the boy’s father was an Owl. And very upset because it pulled his husband away too frequently.
He pulled back from the kiss he was about to give his husband and his eyes went wide. “Did you say daughter?”
Jaejoong smiled. “Yes, indeed, I did.”
“Then ...” Heechul bit his lip. “Jaehee. Let’s name her Jaehee.”
Jaejoong nodded. “That is a beautiful name.”
“A daughter.” Heechul touched his stomach again. Some days he was still so surprised that he was having a baby with the man he loved. “No wonder the baby is such a brat.”
“No, I’m sure she gets that from you, not her gender.”
Heechul huffed and turned away. “And to think I missed you.”
Jaejoong’s arms wrapped around him from behind. “I missed you so much,” he whispered.
Heechul sagged against him and fought back tears.
“Turn around and kiss me.”
Heechul turned around and glared even if his husband could tell how close to crying he was. It was the pregnancy. That was all. “No kiss. Take me to bed and touch me.”
Jaejoong laughed. “Yes, my Swan.”
Part 7: The Binding Walk
Part 6: The Compatible Pleasure
Part 5: The Reluctant Trust
Part 4: The Unexpected Complications
Part 3: The Ferocious Warrior
Part 2: The Complicated Beauty
Part 1: The Impossible Proposition
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