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Matchmaker	By : shidoburrito Category: M through R > The Pendragon Adventure Views: 2286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I do not own a thing of Pendragon.

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Part 2:

Panic flashed through his mind, but that was immediately replaced by a very deep humiliation. Bobby scrambled to sit up and hastily tried to make himself decent. “S-Saint Dane, wha- er….” Bobby babbled as the demon ducked under the door because of his 7 foot tall frame. Saint Dane gave a glance about the bedroom, smirking at the posters, before making his way over to the bed.

“Well, well, well, Bobby Pendragon, you naughty little boy. I know we all have our little dreams and fantasies, but to think the great Pendragon beats off to Cloral’s traveler.” Saint Dane stood next to the bed as he wagged a long finger at the increasingly reddening Bobby. “I almost feel honored to be the first one to know about this little secret of yours and I am very happy you aren’t fawning over that dark skinned slut from Zadaa.”

Saint Dane’s comment on his friend Loor snapped Bobby out of his humiliated silence. “Loor is not a slut! She’s selfless and a braver warrior than you’ll ever become, Saint Dane!” He glared up into the demon’s icy blue eyes unflinchingly, proud to defend a fellow traveler. Saint Dane merely gave one of his infuriating smirks.

“Oh, I won’t deny being selfish. I know what I want and I will go through any means necessary to get it. As for being a coward, I think that is what you people of Second Earth call ‘the pot calling the kettle black’.”

“What do you mean by that?”

With a little chuckle Saint Dane gently sat down on Mark’s bed and brought his face very close to Bobby’s. This time Bobby flinched, noting that there was something in those pale eyes that made him nervous. He could almost see the wheels turning in the demon’s head as he formulated a plan in which Bobby would suffer the most. “What I’m saying is you have no right to call me a coward when you can’t even tell someone you love them.”

Bobby froze at this comment as it hit home in this conflicted heart. He did love Spader, very much so, but to confess it to his face? Coming from a territory where homosexuality was not quite accepted this seemed like a bad idea. What was Cloral’s view on two men falling in love? Maybe they were perfectly okay with it. That would make things a whole lot easier on the travelers. Or perhaps Cloral didn’t accept gays. At all. They might even be put to death if their relationship were to be discovered! And discovery was always a possibility now that Saint Dane knew Bobby’s secret love. The demon would make sure the secret was known to the worst possible people, so death was a definite possibility.

Yet there was a possibility even worse than death. Rejection. In Bobby’s mind there was nothing more horrible than to find that Spader wasn’t interested in him at all. Spader may be so disgusted with the confession of love he may never want to see his fellow traveler again; then Bobby wouldn’t even have Spader as a friend. He would lose him completely.

No, Bobby concluded, what he felt should be kept secret. His life was in enough chaos as it was; he didn’t need to lose Spader in the process.

Bobby snapped back to attention when his brain storm had ended, and he noticed that Saint Dane had been quietly watching him this entire time. His smirk had grown a little wider, and Bobby couldn’t help but think that his thoughts were being read. Saint Dane was a master manipulator; it was his special talent to know people inside and out. This was definitely not good for poor Pendragon.

“I think the best way you’re going to come out to your friend is to tell him with a kiss.”

Bobby glared at Saint Dane, “I am not going to tell Spader and that’s not cowardice, that’s logic. I still don’t know much about the society of Cloral, and it’s safest to keep things the way they are.”

“You’re just afraid he’ll turn you down,” Saint Dane laughed, making Bobby grind his teeth in annoyance. The bastard was right, but he still wasn’t backing down from his decision. “Plus, you’ve only kissed once. I bet you’re too embarrassed about Spader finding that out too.”

“What?!” Bobby shouted, outraged.

“Oh, come now. Your kiss with Courtney Chetwynde was your first kiss, but you were too embarrassed to tell Mark, so you wrote in your journal that you had kissed other girls before.”

This was impossible! How had Saint Dane found out about that? That also means Saint Dane had been reading his journals! This day was becoming worse and worse very quickly. Trying to swallow the nervous lump that had formed in his throat, Bobby tried to sound as demanding as possible as he spoke to Saint Dane. “Get out of my room, right now.”

“May I remind you that this is Mark’s room we’re in.” Saint Dane retorted.

“I said get-!” The shout was cut short as the demon’s mouth closed roughly over his in a kiss. Bobby’s eyes widened and he struggled to pull his head back, yet a large hand on the back of his head prevented him from doing so. As he gave up the kiss turned unexpectedly sweet and gentle, and his eyes fluttered close as he gave into the sensations. Saint Dane’s lips were surprisingly soft, as was the warm tongue that traced along his lip. Teeth gave a slight nibble to his lower lip and Bobby tried to stop the tremble that ran through him. He hated to admit this, but Saint Dane was a very good kisser.

“Okay, stop.” Pendragon mumbled, but with much difficulty. Even if he was greatly enjoying this make out session, he still had some values. Kissing Saint Dane seemed like a dangerous habit to get addicted to. To his surprise the demon complied.

Saint Dane sat back and ran a hand through his long silver-grey hair. Bobby wondered why it was so white, since the demon only looked about 30. He was quite handsome when the crazy, murderous glint was gone from his eyes. Lust replaced the maniacal spark, making Saint Dane wet dream worthy; and was that an earring glinting on his left ear? Sure enough, Bobby spied a small gold hoop decorating the evil traveler’s ear.

He smirked at Bobby’s apparent surprise, “Is it so amazing that other territories have piercing?” Bobby shook his head, trying not to seem ignorant, when the fact really did astonish him. “What if I told you I had a tattoo and both my nipples pierced, too?” Once again the boy was struck speechless and he watched as Saint Dane began to unbutton his Asian-looking black shirt. It took a while for the blood to return to Bobby’s head, but once it did he finally realized that a half naked Saint Dane on the bed was a bad idea.

“I-I believe you, I don’t need to see it.” He stammered and Saint Dane gave a shrug as he replaced his shirt, but not before Bobby got a glance of a broad chest, a design tattooed into a strong shoulder and, indeed, a pierced nipple. Brushing a wrinkle from out of his sleeve, Saint Dane cocked his head to the side as he regarded the boy before him. “So how was your second kiss, Pendragon? Am I better than Chetwynde?”

Trying to keep cool Bobby merely gave a little nod. “It was nice, but I’d appreciate it if it never happened again.”

“You’re right; you should get some more practice in. You really sucked.” Saint Dane said bluntly and immediately stood up from the bed, ignoring the shocked traveler.

“Wha- how dare… how can you-,” sputtered Bobby as he watched the retreating demon.

“I can because I can. And I can also see why Courtney ran to make out with Andy Mitchell after your little kiss.” This little fact about Courtney immediately shut Bobby up and he felt tears start to well up in his eyes. Could this day get any worse? Saint Dane began to walk to the door, “Well, I’ve done enough damage to this Popsicle stand; I think I’ll go pay Spader a visit. Since you won’t go and tell him how much you love him, I’ll go and do it for you.”

“Wait, what?” Bobby cried as he was immediately snapped out of his dismay over Courtney.

Saint Dane merely gave a wave and disappeared.

… To Be Continued…
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