Too Long [Alexander/Hephaistion]
This here is a little something written for a prompt I was given. The prompt was for them to be taking care of one another after being injured. Went down a different route, but hopefully she'll still like it, and you'll enjoy it :)
Also, I'm sick and could do with some sympathy. Or Bodom fic. That would also make me feel better ;)
Title: Too Long
Pairing: Alexander/Hephaistion
Author: bloodonmyarms
Authors Notes: This fic takes place after the balcony scene in the movie Alexander. It is completely movie-verse. If you haven't seen the film, or can't remember the scene here is a (bad quality I'm afraid) clip of it. There may be multiple spellings of Hephaistion in this, because Word doesn't like that name :)
Written for my lovely bff littlethieves
-I’ll be with you always, til the end.
Alexander nuzzled into Hephaistion, eliciting a sigh from the other man.
“It’s been too long Phai,” said Alexander, bringing his hand around to stroke Hephaistion’s cheek. Hephaistion was silent, Alexander’s voice always mesmerised him. Alexander leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on Hephaistion’s slightly parted lips. A moment passed in comfortable silence before Hephaistion spoke.
“Shall we go inside?”
Alexander nodded and Hephaistion stepped back to let his King walk before him, as he always did. The palace was perfect for Alexander, who was greatly fond of art. It was truly a paradise and the King’s chambers were lavishly decorated. Hephaistion was a man with far more simple tastes. Oh, he appreciated the Persian’ rich culture and materialistic ideals, and he gracefully accepted the gifts and fine jewels Alexander bestowed upon him, but in truth he would have been far happier back in Macedonia, dreaming of their Achilles and Patrocolus.
“You’re lost in thought.”
Hephaistion smiled at Alexander, who was busy refilling their cups with wine. “I was just thinking,” he said, taking his cup from Alexander, “it seems like an age has passed since...” Hephaistion let out a sigh, unable to continue his sentence.
Alexander reached out to touch Hephaistion’s arm. “I know,” he said simply. Then, taking his friend by the hand, he led him over to the large bed. Hephaistion sat down, pulling Alexander to stand in front of him. Alexander leaned down and placed a firm kiss on top of Hephaistion’s head, before taking their cups and settling them down on a table beside him. Hephaistion watched him curiously; he never tired of gazing on Alexander’s face, always finding some seemingly new intrigue there.
Alexander sensed this and turned back to his friend, a small blush creeping its way onto his cheeks. “You always stare at me.”
“I’m not staring, I’m just looking!” Hephaistion piped indignantly. A boyish smile spread across his face. “Besides, I can’t help it.”
Alexander chuckled and leaned down to kiss Hephaistion’s smile away. His lover returned the kiss eagerly and clasped at Alexander’s hands, pulling him down on top of him. To Hephaistion, the warmth emanating from Alexander’s body was heaven and he moaned deeply into Alexander’s mouth. Alexander broke the kiss and sat up, straddling Hephaistion’s beautiful thighs, a contented look in his eyes, as he gazed down at Hephaistion. “Let me look at you.”
Hephaistion pulled the silk fabric from his shoulders, revealing a toned but slightly tarnished chest. Alexander’s mouth twitched a little as his gaze fell to a scar just under Hephaistion’s collarbone. “This one’s new,” he whispered.
“Gaugamela,” Hephaistion answered, his voice proud but tinged with sadness.
Alexander traced his fingertips along the scar lightly before leaning down and placing a kiss on the traumatic skin. “What else haven’t I seen yet?” Alexander’s voice was unsteady, trembling slightly, but why Hephaistion couldn’t tell. Instead, he simply rolled onto his stomach, revealing to Alexander a long gash over his shoulder blade before dropping butterfly kisses along the scar. “They just make you more beautiful.”
Hephaistion sighed peacefully, although his heart was soaring, however his sigh quickly developed into a gasping moan as Alexander’s lips moved to the centre of his back. Alexander sucked at the joint of his shoulder blades before his lips fell to leave sweaty kisses down the length of Hephaistion’s spine. Hephaistion’s hips bucked and his knees shook as Alexander reached the base of his spine and gently tugged at the remaining fabric covering him, pulling it down and casting it away before continuing his assault on Hephaistion’s senses.
“Alexander...” Hephaistion choked out in a breathy moan.
“Shsshh.”
Alexander’s tongue dipped lower and Hephaistion felt it press against him, and his hands grasped at the sheets, his fists clenching as Alexander sent a wave of pleasure coursing through his body. “Gods, I’d forgotten how delightful you sound when you’re like this,” said Alexander, exhaling hard. He reached over to the table and picked up a small vial of oil. He poured some onto his hand and then pushed a slick finger inside.
Hephaistion moaned loudly, grinding against the bed as his hardness throbbed. “Soon my love,” said Alexander, placating Hephaistion. He knew he was teasing Hephaistion, but he didn’t want to hurt his lover either. He slowly added another finger, his own erection pressing against his skin, aching.
“Alexander,” gasped Hephaistion.
“Mmnn...what?”
“You do remember we’ve been doing this since we were fifteen?”
Alexander laughed deep in his throat. “And do you remember that I’ve always liked to make you beg?” He bent down and cast a warm breath over Hephaistion’s neck. He nuzzled into his neck when he heard a sweet please escape Hephaistion’s lips.
He groaned and fumbled to coat himself with oil, longing to take Hephaistion. He shakily grasped his lover’s hips and drove into Hephaistion. Hephaistion struggled to balance himself as Alexander thrust into him again and again, muttering something about Hephaistion and Aphrodite.
It didn’t take long before Hephaistion felt a stirring in his groin and he came, trembling, whilst Alexander thrust a few more times, holding on tight to Hephaistion’s thighs. He came collapsing onto his friend, breathing in his sweet scent.
They lay there for what seemed like hours, until their hearts had calmed and goose bumps danced on their skin from the chill of the night.
“It’s been too long Phai.”
Hephaistion smiled, and pulled Alexander to rest his head on his chest. “I know.”
Also, I'm sick and could do with some sympathy. Or Bodom fic. That would also make me feel better ;)
Title: Too Long
Pairing: Alexander/Hephaistion
Author: bloodonmyarms
Authors Notes: This fic takes place after the balcony scene in the movie Alexander. It is completely movie-verse. If you haven't seen the film, or can't remember the scene here is a (bad quality I'm afraid) clip of it. There may be multiple spellings of Hephaistion in this, because Word doesn't like that name :)
Written for my lovely bff littlethieves
-I’ll be with you always, til the end.
Alexander nuzzled into Hephaistion, eliciting a sigh from the other man.
“It’s been too long Phai,” said Alexander, bringing his hand around to stroke Hephaistion’s cheek. Hephaistion was silent, Alexander’s voice always mesmerised him. Alexander leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on Hephaistion’s slightly parted lips. A moment passed in comfortable silence before Hephaistion spoke.
“Shall we go inside?”
Alexander nodded and Hephaistion stepped back to let his King walk before him, as he always did. The palace was perfect for Alexander, who was greatly fond of art. It was truly a paradise and the King’s chambers were lavishly decorated. Hephaistion was a man with far more simple tastes. Oh, he appreciated the Persian’ rich culture and materialistic ideals, and he gracefully accepted the gifts and fine jewels Alexander bestowed upon him, but in truth he would have been far happier back in Macedonia, dreaming of their Achilles and Patrocolus.
“You’re lost in thought.”
Hephaistion smiled at Alexander, who was busy refilling their cups with wine. “I was just thinking,” he said, taking his cup from Alexander, “it seems like an age has passed since...” Hephaistion let out a sigh, unable to continue his sentence.
Alexander reached out to touch Hephaistion’s arm. “I know,” he said simply. Then, taking his friend by the hand, he led him over to the large bed. Hephaistion sat down, pulling Alexander to stand in front of him. Alexander leaned down and placed a firm kiss on top of Hephaistion’s head, before taking their cups and settling them down on a table beside him. Hephaistion watched him curiously; he never tired of gazing on Alexander’s face, always finding some seemingly new intrigue there.
Alexander sensed this and turned back to his friend, a small blush creeping its way onto his cheeks. “You always stare at me.”
“I’m not staring, I’m just looking!” Hephaistion piped indignantly. A boyish smile spread across his face. “Besides, I can’t help it.”
Alexander chuckled and leaned down to kiss Hephaistion’s smile away. His lover returned the kiss eagerly and clasped at Alexander’s hands, pulling him down on top of him. To Hephaistion, the warmth emanating from Alexander’s body was heaven and he moaned deeply into Alexander’s mouth. Alexander broke the kiss and sat up, straddling Hephaistion’s beautiful thighs, a contented look in his eyes, as he gazed down at Hephaistion. “Let me look at you.”
Hephaistion pulled the silk fabric from his shoulders, revealing a toned but slightly tarnished chest. Alexander’s mouth twitched a little as his gaze fell to a scar just under Hephaistion’s collarbone. “This one’s new,” he whispered.
“Gaugamela,” Hephaistion answered, his voice proud but tinged with sadness.
Alexander traced his fingertips along the scar lightly before leaning down and placing a kiss on the traumatic skin. “What else haven’t I seen yet?” Alexander’s voice was unsteady, trembling slightly, but why Hephaistion couldn’t tell. Instead, he simply rolled onto his stomach, revealing to Alexander a long gash over his shoulder blade before dropping butterfly kisses along the scar. “They just make you more beautiful.”
Hephaistion sighed peacefully, although his heart was soaring, however his sigh quickly developed into a gasping moan as Alexander’s lips moved to the centre of his back. Alexander sucked at the joint of his shoulder blades before his lips fell to leave sweaty kisses down the length of Hephaistion’s spine. Hephaistion’s hips bucked and his knees shook as Alexander reached the base of his spine and gently tugged at the remaining fabric covering him, pulling it down and casting it away before continuing his assault on Hephaistion’s senses.
“Alexander...” Hephaistion choked out in a breathy moan.
“Shsshh.”
Alexander’s tongue dipped lower and Hephaistion felt it press against him, and his hands grasped at the sheets, his fists clenching as Alexander sent a wave of pleasure coursing through his body. “Gods, I’d forgotten how delightful you sound when you’re like this,” said Alexander, exhaling hard. He reached over to the table and picked up a small vial of oil. He poured some onto his hand and then pushed a slick finger inside.
Hephaistion moaned loudly, grinding against the bed as his hardness throbbed. “Soon my love,” said Alexander, placating Hephaistion. He knew he was teasing Hephaistion, but he didn’t want to hurt his lover either. He slowly added another finger, his own erection pressing against his skin, aching.
“Alexander,” gasped Hephaistion.
“Mmnn...what?”
“You do remember we’ve been doing this since we were fifteen?”
Alexander laughed deep in his throat. “And do you remember that I’ve always liked to make you beg?” He bent down and cast a warm breath over Hephaistion’s neck. He nuzzled into his neck when he heard a sweet please escape Hephaistion’s lips.
He groaned and fumbled to coat himself with oil, longing to take Hephaistion. He shakily grasped his lover’s hips and drove into Hephaistion. Hephaistion struggled to balance himself as Alexander thrust into him again and again, muttering something about Hephaistion and Aphrodite.
It didn’t take long before Hephaistion felt a stirring in his groin and he came, trembling, whilst Alexander thrust a few more times, holding on tight to Hephaistion’s thighs. He came collapsing onto his friend, breathing in his sweet scent.
They lay there for what seemed like hours, until their hearts had calmed and goose bumps danced on their skin from the chill of the night.
“It’s been too long Phai.”
Hephaistion smiled, and pulled Alexander to rest his head on his chest. “I know.”