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Disclaimers: I do not own RW or YST or any of the characters contained
therein.  Any resemblance to said characters was completely intentional so
please...don't sue me!!  They are the property of the guys at
Sunrise...*sigh* I'm so jealous...
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    Strobe lights flickered, making the shifting writhing mass of dancers
look like broken puppets, strings jerking tortured broken limbs into a parody
of human grace.  But the lights did not hinder one of the ethereal puppets'
elegance.  The bright cap of wild blond hair seemed to stand out starkly
against the darkness of the club's interior, catching wolfish blue eyes, and
drawing him on like a bee to pollen.
    The music swelled and the lithe bodies pounded out its rhythm in their
otherworldly beauty.  Eyes closed and mouths parted in ecstasy, wild abandon
in every movement.  The tall man wove his way through the writhing throng
with little trouble.  Four hundred years of training in the dance of war lent
him a deadly grace.
    The group parted before him like oil on water, and he moved just as
smoothly.  Waving hands reached down to touch him, running over sleek hard
muscles, tugging at the soft fabric of his shirt.  Ignoring the stray touches
and their anonymous eroticism, he made his way to the angel of light and
honey colored hair swaying to the heavy beat.
    Without missing a step, the dark skinned man pressed himself against the
slender white body clothed in dark velvet and leather.  Hips ground into
hips, and strong hands slid around the narrow waist.  Violet eyes fluttered
open, freed from the trance of the music, to stare into a deep soulfire blue
gaze.  The pale one smiled slightly and blushed a little at the intimate
contact.
    One hard muscled leg forced itself between the more slender leather clad
thighs, and Cale clamped his hands onto Sage's hips, grinding into him.  The
angelic looking blond responded in kind, wrapping long arms around the man's
broad shoulders, his face flushed.
    Hips locked together, their bodies rocked, sliding up and down one
another, clothing enhancing the caresses.  The dark blue head bent forward
and bit at the tender white throat, drawing sweet moans from the pale pink
cupid's bow of a mouth.  Callused hands slid up under the dark mesh shirt
hardly covering the well muscled chest, and long pale fingers caressed one
dusky nipple.
    The hands tightened on his hips, pulling their bodies even closer
together.  A long groan issued from Cale's mouth against his pale flesh, and
their bodies began to sway to a different beat.
    A dark hand slid to the front of Sage's pants, caressing the hardening
desire there, while the other slid upwards, entangling strong fingers in the
tousled honey hair.  The fingers tightened their grip and pulled backwards,
exposing the pale throat even more and drawing a moan from the mesmerized
warrior.
    Strong white teeth devoured the revealed flesh hungrily.  Sage groaned
and ground his hips into Cale's caressing hand.  Dark arms tightened about
him and darkness wrapped around them both, carrying them to Cale's sanctuary.
    Pushing the boy down onto cool cotton sheets, the blue eyed wolf took his
mouth in a forceful kiss.  The slim body underneath him bucked and he
swallowed the delicious moans working their way free.  Tongues slid together
in a hot liquid dance and fine boned hands dragged nails down the dark soft
flesh of Cale's back.
    Large hands hastily undid the buttons of Sage's shirt, pushing it back to
reveal the smooth chiseled chest beneath.  He bent down and clamped his mouth
around one rose colored bud, tormenting it with his teeth and laving it
sensuously with his tongue.
    The fair one sighed under the attention, tugging Cale's shirt up and off
of his body.  The skin on skin contact sent jolts dancing down his spine and
he arched up into Cale's rough ministrations.  Dragging teeth across the pale
chest, he seized upon the other defenseless bud of flesh causing Sage to dig
his fingernails into broad shoulders.
    The nailed hands slid up and down smooth flesh, tangled into thick blue
hair, tugging each time sharp teeth closed over tender skin.  The heavier
darker hands slid down to the still leather encased hips, and Sage groaned in
encouragement.  Cale pulled away long enough to strip the confining leather
from the fine white body beneath him, and from his own.
    Panting heavily, he lay himself between the exposed ivory thighs.  He bit
his way downwards, nestling his head between Sage's legs, nibbling hard on
the sensitive satin soft skin of his inner thigh.  Cale couldn't resist the
sex nudging him in the cheek, hot and hard, and slid his tongue slowly up the
underside, along the ridge of skin there.
Letting out a half- pained, half-feral growl, the boy fought to keep his hips
still and from clamping his legs around the dark head between his thighs.
Twining his fingers in the thick mane again, he tugged the man upwards.
    Pausing in his surprise Cale was tumbled onto his back with a quick
shove. Straddling the warlord's waist, Sage leaned down and seized the
juncture of neck and shoulder in firm white teeth.
Cale groaned and dug his fingers into the smooth white shoulders roughly,
bruising the tender flesh.  The blond head moved down and his velvet pink
tongue flashed across one dusky nipple, breath panting across the firm dark
chest.  Mouth closed on flesh, and breath hissed through clenched teeth.
    Long fingered hands ran over the mocha colored skin, pinching,
scratching, and soothing all at once.  As Sage's warm mouth worked over
Cale's chest, his hands slid down and wrapped around the man's iron hard sex
and began to pump in a slow, steady rhythm.
    Cale nearly lost his mind when those soft warm palms touched him.  He bit
savagely at Sage's shoulders and throat, feeling more than hearing the soft
slightly pained cries against his chest.  The boy kept working Cale's desire,
bringing him to the brink, then he stopped.
    With an inarticulate growl Cale threw Sage down onto his stomach.  He had
just enough presence of mind to grab the small bottle of lotion in his
nightstand drawer.  Holding Sage down with one hand, and adoring the boy's
indignant glare, used his other hand to smear the cool cream over his length.
    Hardly wanting to be on the end of that baleful glare, Cale slid one
slick finger between Sage's buttocks, caressing the tight secret flesh there.
 The slender white hips lifted off of the sheets, pressing into Cale's hand.
He could do nothing but oblige the lustful plea and slid one finger into the
boy's satin heat.
    Sage let out a long low groan and clawed at the sheets.  He thrust his
hips back onto the invading finger, silently begging for more.  Cale pushed
his finger in farther and slid in another, eliciting a more feral growl from
the writhing boy.  Watching his sweet movements and listening to the almost
pained groans drove Cale over the edge.  He swiftly removed his probing
fingers from the boy who whimpered in protest.
    Shoving the errant hips back onto the sheets, Cale placed himself at the
boy's rosebud pink entrance, and pushed in slowly.  Sage's breath seethed out
of his body in a half growling scream.  The dark skinned man buried his
entire length inside the lithe white body pressed against his sheets, his own
breath coming in harsh gasps.
    The boy's body was so tight around him, it was difficult to slide in and
out of that sweet wet heat.    He grabbed the slender white hips in an almost
crushing grip and began to move slowly, carefully stretching the flesh around
him a little more.
    Sage was nearly paralyzed with pleasure.  The man was hitting all the
right spots inside him, like he was made to be there.  Groaning, he pushed
himself back into Cale's thrusts, taking the man deeper into his body with
each one, his fingers twining heavily into the thick soft sheets covering the
bed.
    Cale leaned down over Sage's arched back and bit lightly at the soft
white skin.  One hand slid up and hooked over the boy's shoulder to hold him
tighter against his own body.  The blond groaned long and low as he continued
to slide in and out in an agonizingly slow pace.  His breathe pounded out of
him in harsh, half-growling gasps under the stress of going so torturously
slow with the boy, but the whimpers and screams he was pulling from Sage were
more than worth it.
    He slid the hand downward from the broad white shoulder, tugging briefly
on Sage's small pink nipples.  The hand continued further down, across the
smooth flat stomach to tangle in the soft thatch of golden curls between
Sage's thighs.
    The boy bit his lip against a near sob.  Cale was so close, so close…he
strained his hips against the firm rhythmic pounding at his back.  He could
hardly contain his screams as the dark skinned man began to change his rhythm
and move faster.  He pulled almost all the way out, only to slide all the way
back in, continually running over that bundle of nerves located in his body,
making him shudder uncontrollably.  Sage did cry out when Cale wrapped thick
warm fingers around his sex.  The heavy calluses on his palm gave the long
strokes a wonderful rough texture.  Sage didn't know which way to go, whether
to rock back onto the thrusting hips or to push into the rough hand pulling
on his cock.  He sighed out Cale's name and pushed back onto the thick sex
impaling him.
    Cale had to let go of Sage's waist and use both arms to support himself.
The boy beneath him was utterly intoxicating.  That slick tight heat stroking
him, pulling him farther inside than he thought he could go.  The brow
knitting desire painting Sage's face was almost overwhelming.  The way that
boy rocked his hips up and back perfectly to meet each thrust, the sweet open
mouthed cries…Cale began to pound harder into that smooth hot body, his
thrust's a hairsbreadth from becoming erratic, his control a slight margin
from shattering.
    He growled lowly and began to tug harder on the hot sex sliding through
his circled palm.  Sage began to pant heavily, his own movements becoming
fast and needy.  Cale could do nothing but oblige and began to move faster,
their once slow dance now moving faster, need in every stroke and touch.
Clamping an arm once again around Sage's slender waist, Cale pulled their
bodies tight together as his hand pulled on the flushed sex in his hand.
    Sage was about to lose his mind.  The hard pounding thrusts into him
coupled with the rough hand pulling on his cock had built his desire to a
crest.  Cale ran over that nerve bundle once more and Sage screamed as orgasm
swept through him and over the dark skinned hand stroking him.
    The boy screamed and convulsed around him, the tight heat clenching
around his own throbbing sex.  Cale rode his own orgasm helplessly,
shuddering into and almost collapsing onto the warm body beneath him.
    Both lay panting on the rucked up sheets, a tangle of white and mocha
limbs.  Sage turned his head to the right to face Cale where he had fallen,
too spent to hold himself up any longer.  Sleepy violet eyes smiled into
satisfied blue ones.  One dark arm snaked around soft white shoulders and
pulled the Sage close.  Cale buried his nose in the sandalwood scented sweat
tangled locks, and drifted off into a warm, sated, and heavy sleep.