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Matchmaker	By : shidoburrito Category: M through R > The Pendragon Adventure Views: 2286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pendragon, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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As much as I wish, the Pendragon novels and characters do not belong to me. I know, not even Saint Dane. Boo.

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Bobby sighed deeply as he looked about. He had just returned from another adventure in a territory that was threatening to fall apart and was glad to return to the more familiar Second Earth. Even if his own home was gone, and his family, and any evidence that he existed at all, he knew he could always count on Courtney or Mark. He had chosen Mark to inconvenience this time and was relaxing on his bed and staring at the busty women that gazed down from the walls. Bobby chuckled since he remembered getting Mark a few of the posters as gag gifts on his birthday. What was even funnier was that Mark had actually hung them up.

Yet with beautiful women staring lustfully at him from all sides, Bobby began to think of someone else; a fellow traveler who had recently invaded his thoughts more and more frequently. Sighing again, Bobby closed his eyes as he felt tiny stirrings of longing in his stomach.

“Wow, I’m surprised you made it to the bed. You look absolutely exhausted.” Bobby’s eyes snapped open to see Mark and Courtney standing in the doorway. He gave them a small smile and wriggled into a sitting position. His shoulders ached a bit, but he was actually in pretty good shape this time. “I’m alright. Just glad to have someplace soft to rest on; you wouldn’t believe how hard it is to find a decent mattress in other territories!”

“So we read, but we still have no idea how your adventure ended,” Courtney added, “And I wish we had time to find out, but school starts in less than an hour.” Bobby looked away to the digital clock on Mark’s bed stand that displayed 8:00 in large numbers. Poor Mark and his lousy vision.

“Oh yeah, school. It seems like a lifetime since I’ve had to get up and go to school,” Bobby said a little sadly, “I never thought I’d say this but, I really miss going to school!” Courtney smiled a bit and nodded her head in understanding. Mark was darting about his room picking up books he would need and stuffing them into his backpack. Bobby watched, amazed that his friend could locate the books at all among the smelly piles of clothing that accumulated on the floor.

“You guys don’t mind if I catch a few winks here while you’re gone, do ya?” Bobby pleaded. Mark shouldered his backpack and shook his head. “Nope, it’s no problem. You’re in luck since both my parents are gone to work all day today. Feel free to raid the fridge.” Bobby’s mind immediately went to the box of Hostess Cupcakes he knew was always stocked at the Dimond house. When was the last time he’d had chocolate? Too long.

Courtney skipped over and planted a quick kiss on Bobby’s cheek, “You behave yourself until we get back. I expect to hear what happened!” She giggled as his cheeks blushed and shoved Mark out of the room with her. “We’ll be back as soon as we can! See ya Bobby!” And with a click the door latched behind them.

Bobby fell back against the sheets with a whoosh and listened to the sounds of morning traffic humming outside the window. While these sounds were very pleasant to hear again, there was only one place that would be even better. Closing his eyes Bobby concentrated on dredging up these pleasantries from his memory bank. Instead of the rush of cars, he imagined the sound of waves crashing onto a boat hull in the distance. Water lapped about his shoulders, cooling them after becoming hot in the intense sun. But even more pleasant was the traveler bobbing in the water beside Bobby.

Bobby’s heart skipped a beat as he lay on the bed, thinking of his almond eyed traveler.
“Spader,” he whispered, and in his mind’s eye the boy turned in the water to face him. His usual wide grin slowly grew on his face, and his almond eyes sparkled in the Cloral sun. That smile was so dangerous. It had stolen Bobby’s heart the first time he had seen it, and even now it touched something deep inside of him. The Spader in the day dream took a few strokes of the water and was soon right against Bobby. They were both wearing the sleeveless diving suit traditionally worn on Cloral, and it hugged the two boys like a second skin. Bobby inhaled sharply as he imagined he could feel Spader’s desire for him brush against his leg as they tread water. His own pants were starting to feel tight and Bobby’s hand lightly brushed across the bulge that began to protrude.

“Need some help there, mate?” Spader asked in the dream, trailing a hand down Bobby’s chest, and into the water. Bobby’s own hands ran down his chest as he imagined they were Spader’s; they stopped over the growing bulge. Spader’s eyes widened as did his smile when his hands found their prize. “Hobey, that’s quite a problem you’ve got there! I may have the remedy for that.” Spader tossed his shoulder length, black hair to get it out of his eyes. Beads of sea water sparkled in his locks, and Bobby licked the salty water from the traveler’s face. His licks turned into gentle kisses that rained across Spader’s face, finally finding a home with his warm lips. Their eyes closed as the kiss deepened. Their tongues met with gentle caresses at first and Bobby felt a hand begin to stroke his erection. He moaned into Spader’s mouth and arched into the hands for more contact. Soon the slow dance of tongues began to speed up into desperate thrusting.

In his mind, Bobby imagined Spader tasted like almonds. His tongue dove deeper into the wet cavern to try and devour all he could of his almond-tasting friend. Spader began to match the rhythm of their tongues with his caressing hand, driving Bobby wild as he wriggled in pleasure. “Oh Spader, please,” was all he could gasp out, but Spader knew what he wanted and increased the pressure and speed of his hand. A tingling began in Bobby’s toes as he began to quiver. His breath hitched and suddenly the world went white. “S-Spader!” he gasped out and arched on the bed, almost violently. As his orgasm receded Bobby relaxed back into the bed. His afterglow was short lived as a voice came from the bedroom doorway.

“Oh, this is precious,” said an amused voice that caused Bobby to go rigid. His eyes darted to left to see Saint Dane leaning against the doorframe.

…To Be Continued…
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