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Dreams	By : Aphrael Category: A through F > Forgotten Realms Views: 3483 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Catch

Please excuse my corny opening line, I just couldn’t help myself. ^_^

To shag or not to shag, that was the question. Well, part of the question at least.

Exactly how do you go about asking someone to let you shag them? Artemis had never really had to ask before. That’s what harem girls - or boys - were there for, so they didn’t require asking. Bloody elf complicated every thing! The only way, Artemis decided, was to come right out and say it. So, grabbing Drizzt, who was still blushing and staring into the fire, by the shoulders, he asked what was possibly the most important question he would ever ask: “You wanna have sex?” Entreri winced, he hadn’t meant for it to come out like that! He sounded so…childish…Ah, well, He thought, what’s done is done.

Drizzt’s lavender eyes had gone impossibly wide as he stared in shock at his Dream haunting, obviously mad rival. “Do I want to what?”

Entreri grinned, sliding closer to Drizzt, “I asked if you wanted to have sex, you know, shag, get it on, fuck…the list goes on and on.” He slid his arm around Drizzt’s waist and started tugging the elf into his lap.

Drizzt, however, caught on and began scrambling to escape the horny assassins grip. “Let go of me, pervert!” He shrieked girlishly. He sprang (gracefully, of course) to his feet, loosing his blanket in the process, and began to make his escape.

Artemis had other plans. As Drizzt stumbled past the fire Entreri tackled him, flattening him to the ground. “Gotcha.” He said, gloatingly.

“Guen…” Drizzt’s cry for help was silenced quickly by Artemis’ mouth. The stronger human rolled them both back on to Drizzt’s make shift bed with ease. As he rolled he pulled Drizzt’s arms up over his head, and, when they finished their role, Artemis had come to rest on top of his squirming rival.

Drizzt opened his mouth to call for Guenhwyvar once again, but Artemis was far, far too quick for him. “I don’t think so.” He hissed, crushing Drizzt’s mouth to his in a rather brutal kiss. It was about then he remembered his no rape policy. Fortunately for both his raging hormones and his peace of mind, he noticed Drizzt’s obvious arousal pressing against his thigh. Artemis detached himself from Drizzt’s mouth long enough to get some air and to purr, “You’re enjoying this.” In to his rivals’ ear, which he promptly bit.

“You’re hurting my wrists…” Drizzt said, with a distinct whininess in his voice.

Entreri laughed, “If I let go will you lie still?”

Drizzt pondered the question for a moment before pouting and giving Artemis the answer he had been hoping to hear. “Yes…” Did Artemis detect a note of eagerness in Drizzt’s voice? Yes, he decided, yes he most certainly did.

Releasing the elf’s wrists Entreri slid back to sit between Drizzt’s thighs, grinning down at him. “Was that a yes to ‘want to have sex’ as well?” He asked, already knowing the answer he was so good.

Drizzt looked away from him, blushing yet again, and nodded.

“Wonderful!” Artemis said, mind racing. He would bet…well, anything, that Drizzt had never done this before with a man, possibly not even with a girl. It probably went against his morals or something. He’d just have to go slowly then, and use plenty of lube. Speaking of lube, did he have any? Of course, he remembered, he always kept some in an inside pocket of his coat for just such an emergency.

“Lets get started, then” He purred, leaning down to kiss his elf again.

~~*~~*~~*~~

One incredibly hot, sweaty and - noisy – hour later Entreri lay beside his exhausted lover, sated and relaxed. It had been the best bloody shag the assassin had ever had, boy or girl. Inexperienced though he most certainly was, Drizzt had proved to be an incredible, if noisy, lover. Artemis didn’t usually like his lovers loud, but Drizzt was an exception. The noises the little elf made were almost as good as the sex it’s self. He didn’t think one fuck was going to be enough. In fact he doubted any partner would be ever match his elf. There was only one option, in Entreri’s mind.

“Up for another round, drow?” He didn’t bother waiting for a reply, and slid back on top of the weary elf, lifting his slender legs back over his shoulders.

But Drizzt had other ideas. “Yamette! Oshiri ga itai!”* He wailed as Artemis picked up is Forever Full ä vile of lube.

Artemis stopped, a confused expression crossing his face. “Huh? Stop your what hurts?”

“My ass, you fool, my ass hurts! As you probably guessed, Mr. Observant, I’ve never done that before, and it’s going to take a lot more than five minutes for me to be ‘up for another round’ as you so charmingly put it.” As Drizzt made his little speech he pushed Artemis’ off him and lay back down in his decidedly rumpled - and damp - bed, pulling the reluctant assassin with him.

“When then?” Artemis asked. He wasn’t sure he wanted to stick around much longer as it was, and now Drizzt was denying him sex? He was truly an evil elf.

“Tomorrow.” Drizzt stated.

“Tomorrow?” Entreri shouted, mortified. If he stayed until tomorrow he might decide he actually liked the drow! But what other options did he have? If he left now he would always wonder what would have happened if he stayed or he might even die from, well…alright, he wouldn’t die but he would be very uncomfortable. “Fine, but I expect you to be ready and willing as soon as the sun’s up.”

Drizzt smiled at him, and, flipping his soft white hair out of his face, leaned forward and planted a chaste kiss on Artemis’ lips. “Of course, but only if you’re nice.” He said, with a less than manly giggle. Sex must do weird things to elves, Artemis decided.

At least, Artemis thought, the drow had enjoyed it. He didn’t know what he would have done if Drizzt hadn’t. He probably would have lost all faith in his ability as a lover. Even so he was feeling a little put out about the whole affair. He had truly expected to shag and run. Ah, well. At least he’d get some more hot, Drizzt lovin in the morning! He snickered. He’d just have another go in the morning and be off. Of course, he might have to find another dark elf to mess around with, though; nothing else would ever feel the same.

~~*~~*~~*~~

One week later he was still thinking the same thing: I’ll leave in the morning, right after I give him a goodbye shag.

But, when his time with Drizzt reached a month, he realized he was lying to himself. Most people would have gotten this by now, but Artemis Entreri was a stubborn man, and he had truly convinced himself it was just sex. He started to have his doubts the first time he caught himself calling the drow ‘love’ and his suspicion was confirmed when he realized he’d been thinking of Drizzt as his for some time.

He was in love with Drizzt Do’Urden. There was no way around it.

What was worse, he realized he had been for a long time, possibly ever sinse he’d started following the drow around for ‘revenge’. Had it ever really been about revenge? Or even to prove his superiority? He doubted it. He wondered if anyone else (besides Drizzt, of course) had noticed. He also wondered what in the nine hells he was going to do now.

Luckily for the indecisive assassin, Drizzt decided for him: During the after glow of a particularly intense shag, Drizzt rolled himself on to his lover chest and looked down at him, blinking owlishly. “You’re staying with me, you know.” He said, completely out of the blue.

“I’m what?” Artemis asked, dumbfounded.

“You’re going to stay with me.” He pushed a damp lock of hair out of the assassin’s eyes, and nibbled his ear before continuing. “I can tell you’ve been worrying about it. And don’t you dare ask me how I know, I just do.” He smiled at Artemis, and nuzzled his cheek.

Artemis grinned, pressing his face into the drow’s soft hair. For once he didn’t mind having the decision taken out of his hands…

And they lived happily ever after! Even though Wulfgar tried to decapitate Artemis for ‘stealing his bloody elf’ and Regis went into hiding indefinitely. To every ones surprise Catti-brie seemed quite happy for the couple, but she did threaten to never speak to either of them again unless they gave her a show, as she put it.

END! For real this time.

* That means ‘stop! My ass hurts!’ if you didn’t know. Yes, It is Japanese…but I have no idea how to say it in drow so…bah!
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