Ludi

The Beginning and The Mission

For him the 15 days had flown by. It showed on his body, but he didn't feel them. Except for the hunger he had before lunch, he hadn't realized it. The dream he had had was so short and lucid that it made him lose track of time. 

Already in the room he realized the large dump he had left. While collecting what appeared to be leftover fruit, he found one half-eaten, with a very bad smell. 

“Agh!, I think this made me throw up... seriously, did I eat it?” 

“That seems... I'm glad you did... was what made you wake up...” 

Quatre felt himself blush as WuFei continued to picking things up from the floor, and clean up as he went. He didn't think he could tell him that something had happened to him since he had that dream. He was more aware of it, and his body ached at the thought of being with the person who had always been with him in so many ways and in so many times. 

When he started picking up the paintings near the bed, he saw the canvases for the first time. They were wastelands, long horizons of wastelands with trees or villages at their limits, and a straight back of a man that divided all the painting. In one, his back was completely turned away, it was seen that he was wearing armor that reminded him of samurai, in red and black, a rigorous ponytail in the wind and a long and fine sword at his belt ready to be drawn at any time... in another the wasteland was dark, although he didn’t know if it was at sunrise or sunset, he did know that it was the same person, the same back, this time sitting in the middle of the long grass. In another, the same person was on the same wasteland in the moonlight, with dozens of arrows piercing his body, and in another, the canvas was red and fire. 

WuFei was by his side looking at the same paintings. Quatre felt tears well up in his eyes. 

“How could I paint this...?” Quatre said as he approached the last painting. 

"Master Quatre ... I’m very sorry that you revive that memory..." Quatre was astonished. WuFei knew what it was about. He knew it was a memory of their deaths... so he knew everything else. He blushed noticeably and felt his legs buckling at the tremendous discovery, causing him to fall sitting on the edge of the bed. 

“You know..." Quatre put one of his hands to his chest, as if to prevent his heart from leaking, while with the other he covered his face. It was such an intense feeling; he couldn't handle it. In his short existence, he had never felt anything like that, not a glimpse, for someone else. 

“You remember it so vividly...” WuFei approached the young man standing at his height, and raised one of his hands to remove the hand with which he covered his face, so that he could better observe how embarrassed he was, and the sadness and happiness that crossed his eyes “it's not fair... you remember everything, but me...nothing. It's not fair.” 

Quatre felt both hands of the guard frame his face, as he approached him and kissed him gently; and in an unexpected reaction he pushed him away, somewhat scared, somewhat embarrassed. 

“No!” WuFei affirmed both hands and stayed as close as he could “Don't do it, WuFei…” 

“Master Quatre... this is too much...” 

“I'm not Sandrock... I'm not a woman!” The young man emphasized as he cried again. He felt so overwhelmed by everything the guard was causing him at the time, that he was not sure how to act. 

“Master Quatre... it doesn't matter... that doesn't matter.” 

WuFei kissed him again and this time he felt how he responded him through the kiss, a little awkward and soft, but when he felt the answer he kissed him with more intensity, releasing his hands and holding him in a tight hug, where he could feel how wild his heart was, as much as his. 

“WuFei... what is all this...?” Quatre asked against his mouth, with trembling lips. 

“I need you, Master Quatre... and I think you do too...” 

Quatre dropped onto the bed, feeling his heart try to leave his chest, beating with an unexpected force that left him a little dizzy, meanwhile WuFei was on top of him, kissing him again as he carried his weight in one of his hands with the other caressed his waist, sending electric shocks all over his body, making him lift until his hips were joined. The young man moaned against his mouth as he kissed him and made him feel the urgency of his need. 

“WuFei ... I, n-never... nnh... -He found it difficult to articulate a sentence. He was too overwhelmed by all the feelings and sensations he was causing him at the time. 

WuFei took off his clothes, quickly uncovering the young man's white skin. He had him completely naked under him. And while he covered his face with both hands, the guard took the opportunity to remove his. Light poured into the room and scars were perfectly visible all over his body, some more noticeable than others. He took the young Quatre's hands, and removed them to observe his expression. He was embarrassed and teary eyed, but he didn't seem to want to stop the situation. 

He savored every corner of the young master's skin, while he felt his head burst with so many memories, the same sensations, over and over again. He closed his eyes, letting himself be carried away by those memories and the sensations he felt at that moment. It was maddening and too exciting to feel his warm skin against his, as if his whole life had waited for it. Then he was distracted by a slight stab of pressure, and when he opened his eyes, he found those deep black eyes that watched him so closely, wanting to read his mind. It was as if his body remembered all that, even though it was totally new to him, so he allowed everything he knew to happen. He could feel WuFei's fingers gently caress his insides, increasing the intrusion as he hugged him tightly and sought his mouth to distract him from the slight pain, he knew he felt at that moment. 

WuFei kissed him desperately, he had never felt anything like this. It was horrible and beautiful at the same time, so overwhelming that his head was spinning, he listened to the moans and claims of the young master as he traveled his skin nibbling and sucking every corner he could, as if he had longed for it for so long. He cupped his lips anxiously as his fingers seemed to move more easily inside him. His reason was clouding, and he was losing control. Quatre held him tight, longing, already out of his mind, contouring his hip at the pace he wanted. 

A dull moan was lost in the kiss, as Quatre felt WuFei enter him. After a second onslaught, he had everything inside him, making him remember the last lives he had with him. It was the first time he had experienced such a thing, and yet it was as intoxicating as it had been so many centuries and lives ago. His kisses, his warmth inside, his strength, his passion. He was the only one who knew all about him. Now they were from each other, again. 

WuFei was beside himself, feeling Quatre squeeze him around his member and scratch his back with each soft lunge. He could feel the young master throbbing from inside him, and how he lost control, until he felt how he spilled between them, between moans and tears, and in his close embrace, he made him raise his legs a little more and feeling more inside filled him with him, between drowned kisses and caresses. 

They stood together for a moment, feeling their skin against each other. Their hearts calmed little by little, and Quatre felt inside him, as WuFei hardened again. 

“Master Quatre..." he whispered in his ear, while still hugging him "I want to do it one more time...” 

His deep, hoarse voice made Quatre goose bumps, making him groan inadvertently. 

“Ah...! WuFei...” Quatre had gone hard again, while the guard gently stroked his member. 

“It seems that you are not satisfied either...” 

“Nnh... !!” 

They were locked in the room until all the temple lights were out, and only the stars were visible. The inner fields full of fruits yet to ripen, a great celestial moon in waning light illuminated the gardens, and illuminated in abundance the room of the young master. How long had it been? His body was aching, WuFei's embrace was warm as he remembered it, and he never thought that he would be with him like that. The moon illuminated him completely. They had done so many things that he ended up letting go of his long hair, making him look a little wilder. He had kiss marks on some scars and on his neck ... he didn’t remember having done them. 

He was red as a tomato. It would never, ever have crossed his mind that he could have done everything like they did. 

He released himself gently from his embrace, trying not to wake him up; and with shaky legs and at a slow pace he entered the bathroom. He stood in front of the large mirror as he let the hot water run to fill the huge tub. He had marks all over his body: kisses and bites were all over his skin, even between his legs. He blushed even more when he felt that all of WuFei was starting to come out of him... and without waiting for the big tub to fill, he went inside while he rambled on his recent memories with him. 

A slight current made him wake up and see that he was alone in bed. His body ached and his legs were exhausted. He sat on the bed and put on the pants that had been lying on the floor. The room was dark, but a light came from the bathroom. He took a few minutes to get up and went to the bathroom, where he saw Quatre sitting in the middle of the big tub, with his back to him. He had kiss marks on his back and neck. His hair was wet and steam filled the room. His thoughts began to wander into everything they had done that afternoon as he watched him relax. 

“Master Quatre... is it okay if I go with you?” 

“WuFei!” The young master was startled to hear the guard's voice, and nodded, notoriously flushed “yes... okay...” 

Quatre settled on a bank to make room, and the guard took off his pants and stood next to him. He opened his arms to rest them on the edge of the tub and leaned his head back, letting his long hair fall, while the water covered his ribs. He could see the marks he had left on his neck and chest; and on his shoulder, the beginning of some scratches that disappeared on his back. He felt his face burn even more, and he sank into the water until he only left his nose on the surface. He was very embarrassed, he had never done that kind of thing, and he didn't know how to act. 

"Are you all right, Master Quatre?" WuFei was blushing “did I hurt you?” Quatre was still blushing without answering “Master Quatre, can you tell me ... please.” 

“I...” Quatre sat up well while covering his nervous face “I'll be fine…" 

“I'm so sorry, Master Quatre” the guard said as he approached and placed his hands on his shoulders “I didn't mean to hurt you… you must have said something, I let myself go and I hurt you…” 

“I'm just tired, and a little sore...” Quatre laughed lightly and relaxed in the water next to the guard “I never thought that I would do... things... like that...” 

Quatre leaned against him, while the young guard wrapped his arm around him. 

Both remained like this, until the water began to warm. They could see the stars through the small bathroom window. 

“Master Quatre... you better rest tonight, and so we can talk tomorrow... it's time to see if you can do your task...” 

WuFei stroked his head, and stood up, but Quatre took his hand, stopping him. 

"Would you… stay…?" 

"Master…" Quatre was blushing, avoiding his gaze a little. He was very embarrassed. The guard smiled at him tenderly and took his hand to kiss it. “Master... I'll be honest. If I stay, you won't rest, and right now you need it.” 

Quatre blushed even more, and released his hand. The guard came over and raised his face to kiss him deeply. He felt his insides burn with the desire to possess him again, but he separated from him and giving him a last light kiss, he got out of the water, put on his pants, and entered the room to finish dressing. As soon as he turned to go to say goodbye, he found Quatre behind him, covered only with a large towel that left his shoulders exposed in the moonlight. 

“Good night, WuFei...” 

The guard ran his hand over his face, as if wanting to avoid something. How would he be able to sleep after seeing him so provocative? He watched him for a few minutes and hugged him tight, pulled his head back and kissed him intensely exploring his mouth, feeling his interior burn. He moved away from him a little while stroking his face and smiled at him tenderly. 

“Good night, Master Quatre.” 

That night Quatre slept dreamlessly in total darkness, while WuFei was in his room surrounded by books and scrolls, studying the next step to follow. 

The next day, one of the temple servants went to leave breakfast in the young master's room, who was already on his feet, finishing collecting the latest paintings. While the servant put breakfast on the table, WuFei entered the room, looking worried. 

“Good morning, Master Quatre...” Quatre smiled blushing, as he sat down to breakfast “it’s okay if I sit with you?” 

Quatre motioned for him to seat, still feeling nervous about everything that had happened the day before, but for some reason WuFei looked different. 

“Everything's alright?” 

“Master Quatre, we should talk... I was thinking about everything that happened... and I think, amm, this is a bit embarrassing... I think that with everything that happened yesterday, you could bear to leave the temple...” 

“Are you sure?” The young master was notoriously ashamed, but at the same time surprised. 

“Master Quatre... if so, you will be able to leave the temple, and we can find the source of contamination in our world... but...” 

“It’s ok, WuFei...” Quatre reached the young guard's hand and took it in his “at first I was brought for that.” 

“Don't say that, master Quatre... it will be very dangerous...” 

"I'll be fine..." Quatre felt safe, knowing that he would be with WuFei at all times. 

“We must prepare an expedition... once we are outside the temple it will be easier to know where the leak may be... it’s dangerous because we don’t know how far you can get away from the temple, nor how long you can stay outside... my help is not permanent... and like you weren’t born or trained in this world... we know nothing of what might happen to you out there. I’ve been researching the ancient writings, but there is nothing to help us” WuFei's voice trembled a little, demonstrating his fear that something would happen to the young master “so we must be careful at all times... Master Quatre, you’ll be too exposed...” 

Quatre got up from his chair, and feeling completely comfortable having contact with his guard, he made him raise his face and kissed him softly on the lips. 

"I know everything will be fine..." He hugged him tightly, wrapping his arms around the guard's head, pressing him against his chest and they stayed like that for a moment. 

“Time to go down to the village, Master Quatre.” The guard felt his heart pounding, but it was something that had to be done. And just as Quatre had said, he had been brought in for a reason. 

The young master nodded, put on a hood WuFei handed him, and as they left the room, they headed for the temple doors. 

"Master Quatre is ready to leave the temple," WuFei told the guards and monks present, "you must be alert at all times. Although we’ll be close, we don’t know what may happen. We don’t know if the master will be fine, or if the villagers have some kind of reaction to our actions. Be cautious, and let the archers keep an eye on us at all times. You four will come with us. We will be back in a couple of hours.” 

And so, with WuFei's warning, and the armed entourage, including him, they left the temple.