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Nights of Babylon	By : kruemel Category: 1 through F > Alexander Views: 12920 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Thanks so much for the reviews! I'm so undescribable happy that you like the story. Jeez, this is unbelievable.
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I don't like Bagoas, but I don't think he deserves to be ripped to pieces by Tessos. Hope you're not disappointed.
More adult stuff at the end of this chapter.
Disclaimer: As everybody knows by now: not mine
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Chapter 6 - Inner strife

Day was dawning over Babylon, greeted by the birds' various chants. The colourful flowers inhabiting the gardens of the glorious city lifted their sweet heads to the birds' songs and the sky, illuminated in soft pink and orange. Those who roamed the shadows of night faded from the streets and made way for those who walked beneath the sun.
Alexis didn't want to leave Hephaistion alone, especially not after he had hurt him so brutally but he had to. Daylight didn't actually hurt him, although his eyes were made for nightsight. However his kind preferred to walk and fly beneath the black cloak of night. Darkness kept their secrets.
Alexis met Serena midway back to the catacombes. The crimson-haired succubus' naked body was staind with blood, her arms bright red up to the elbows, and she was in a very good mood. While they flew together Serena kept chating happily about the miserable carpenter, giving a very detailed and vivid description of his last hours amongst the living.
Alexis hardly listened. He was lost in thoughts. His mind being haunted by the image of Hephaistion's battered form, he kept going on over the events of last night over and over again, guilt and sorrow ravishing his heart. He had made the frail and delicate human suffer, he had lost control over the beast that he tried so hard to suppress.
Still Hephaistion had asked him to return and the Incubus wasn't capable to refuse such an invitation, as the denial of his true nature had its limits. "I am his death and he is my doom!", the demon thought sadly. "Can't he see? Gods, I should never have neared him. It's like history repeating.
His thoughts travelled back to long ago childhood days. The demon children were born as hideous beasts with a hump hatching their growing wings like an egg, until sexual maturity when they broke free. Their parents didn't care much for their brute, the pack treated them like slaves and often enough killed some of them in a blaze of rage.
Alexis had often fled the underground hidingplace during these days, strolling the dark streets at night like a miserable stray dog. That's when he had come across Akani, a blind little girl on her search for a way back home. Her nurse had lost her during an uproar at the market place and Akani was completely helpless without her.
Alexis had first thought about killing her, as he was sick of feeding on rats and other animals. However she made him curious. He had never been so close to a human beeing, and as Akani couldn't see him, she wasn't frightend by his sight. And she was kind to him, something the miserable incubus hadn't yet experienced.
He helped her to find her way back home and kept coming back to her, drawn to her like a moth gets drawn to the fire. He kept her secret, her friendship so very precious to him that he worshiped every moment of it. He stopped visiting her when he turned from a miserable hunchback into a deadly beautiful predator, since he didn't want to kill her.
He did though.
Many years later, when she had grown to a frail and precious beauty he hunted her down and tore her to pieces, as the beast took over, savouring the sweet taste of her hot heart.
Although Akani was blind, she knew it was him the moment he entered. She knew, that she would die, that it was hopeless to put up a fight. Still she had kept her shy kindness for him, a sad smile playing on her lips. "I knew you would return some day", she said softly. "Still I prayed that you wouldn't for your own sake. You are my death and I am your doom."
She was proved right. He never was the same again.
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The two demons landed gracefully at the entrance to the catacombes, a long forgotten tomb built for a nobleman upon a small cemetery outside the city walls. The pale sky's eastern rim was already blazing with a soft fire.
Serena still was chatting happily, not noticing the gloomy expression which shaded Alexis' fine features. "Gods, I love the moment when it dawns on them, that they will die. The expression on their plane faces is always worth a good laugh. Surprise, surprise, death's knocking at the door." Serena giggled wildly. "That's what I live for", she sighed contently. "Don't you agree?"
"Have you never regreted your murders?", he asked back. He wasn't in the mood for a silly chit-chat with the carefree Sucubus.
"Nope", Serena said without thinking. "It's just too much fun."
"But what about the ones you kill, their hopes, their dreams? Do you ever wonder what they might have become, if you hadn't claimed their life?"
"No", Serena said, shaking her head, bewildered. "They're just humans. There are thousands of them. One more or less doesn't really matter." She eyed him suspiciously. "You do wonder, don't you? Gods, you think too much. Relax for heavens sake. You're such a weirdo."
Before Alexis could answer, the Succubus went on with her lecture. "My mom always said, don't talk with your food. That was a mighty good piece of advice from an abusive bitch like her." Serena shook her head again and sighed. "You could have taken Kasseiton's place and Ellestias' power, if you hadn't gone loony. You turned yourself into an outcast. You waste yourself. It's a shame."
Alexis didn't reply. She wouldn't understand his motives and he doubted, that she really cared.
"You're hopless", Serena said as he didn't answer. "Let's go in before anybody sees us here and freaks out." She crawled through the narrow entrance on all fours, her wings tightly folded to her back. Alexis followed after a last look at the bright sky. He wished it would be night again.
Inside the tomb Jelaia, a young blonde with venom in her green eyes, was already awaiting them at the steps, that led underground, flapping her wings with excitement. "Have you heard the news already? Kasseiton's body is spiked with arrows. Tessos brought the corpse in. He has been searching for it for hours. Now we have the proof we needed. Kasseiton didn't crash! He was ambushed by humans!"
"So what?", Serena said, not impressed at all. "Shit happens."
Jelaia shot her a gloomy look. "Ellestias calls everybody to a meeting. We have to discuss what to do next and how to seek revenge. Hurry up! The others have already assembled."
"So the war topic is on again", Alexis stated gloomily. He didn't believe that Kasseiton was killed by humans. There was something fishy about this.
He was proved right. About twenty winged demons had assembled in a cool cave, standing around Kasseiton's spiked corpse. The arrows stuck out of his cold body in various impossible angles, the wounds hadn't bled. It was obvious that the arrows had been rammed into Kasseiton's flesh post mortem.
"How very astute", Alexis growled furiously. Heads turned, as the attention focused on the golden-eyed Incubus.
Tessos snarled at him angrily, his ugly face a mask of hatred. "What do you mean, sheep lover?"
"Watch your tongue", Alexis hissed, flexing his claws, calling the beast that rested in the shadows of his soul. "You might miss it!"
Ellestias stepped in before things could heat up any more. "Stop it, both of you!", she snapped, slapping her ugly son so hard against the back of his bald head, that he hit the floor. A wide grin crossed Alexis' face, he just couldn't help it. The grin vanished instantly when Ellestias adressed him.
"You've heard Tessos' question. Answer!" With dangerous grace she stepped down from the dais she'd been standing on, towering her audience.
"Kasseiton was already dead when the arrows were attached to his body", Alexis snorted, not knowing whom he loathed more, Tessos or his disgusting heartless bitch of a mother. He pointed out the obvious hints to the other demons, causing an uproar. Within an instant Tessos and Ellestias found themselves cornered by the present crowd. The two rival camps of warmongers and peacemakers clawed at each other, heated debates broke lose, and everybody talked simultaneously.
"Well done." Serena patted Alexis' shoulder, visibly enjoying the bizarre scene. "If not for you these brainless morons would follow Ellestias and Tessos like a flock of sheep. Just be careful. You have few intercessors amongst our kind thanks to your weird feeding habits. Tessos will backstab you without hesitation if you give him the chance to. And I doubt anybody will stand by your side."
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During daytime Alexis tried to catch some sleep, but lay awake restlessly, his thoughts occupied with worries about Hephaistion because of his rough treatment and the morning meeting's subject. If war was decided, Hephaistion would be in great danger, as he was part of the nobility in power, being the primary target of the assault.
Alexis feared the choice he would have to make if things got out of hand. He wouldn't be able to protect Hephaistion without committing treachery. And he couldn't stay loyal without losing his precious.
He toyed with the idea of simply killing Tessos and Ellestias. As he had done various times before he buried the idea as fast as it had come to his mind. Serena was right: He stood alone. He would never get away with slaying the matriarach and her heir. Any other demon could have challenged the leader to a struggle of power, but not him. With any other demon this was a takeover, with him it was murder.
Alexis pushed the disturbing thoughts aside. There would be no war. They would come to their senses. At least he hoped so.
After hours of tossing and turning, during which his guilty sorrow and growing worries had denied him the relief of sleep, dusk finally settled over Babylon and the incubus could flee the discomfort of the catacombes.
He rose up to the air, the cool nightly breeze playfully tugging at his wings, and speeded towards the mighty silhoutte of the palace. He had intended to directly rush to Hephaistion but an alarming sense of danger set him on alert. He could make out other demons on their night's hunt, some of them flying his direction. He couldn't tell if he was followed but wouldn't take a risk to spoil his destination.
Instead he dived towards the Euphrat which lazily floated through its river-bed, the dark water shiny with moonlight. Alexis followed the course of the river, away from the palace. He glanced back over his shoulder, spying a lonely winged figure in the distance.
"Mere accident?" Alexis asked himself. "Let's find out." He changed direction again, heading for the temple district, then turned towards the market place and crossed into the noble's district, back to the river again, until it met the city walls. While Alexis zig-zagged over Babylon, his pursuer always stayed at his heels.
After a while Alexis got tired of the game and decided to end his sight-seeing tour. He dodged right, then speeded towards the city's rooftops, were he landed gracefully in one of the gardens. The incubus knelt down, hiding in the shadows of a rosebush. right in time to vanish from his pursuer's sight.
The other demon came tumbling down, lacking both grace and balance. Alexis knew at once that it was Tessos.
"Are you looking for something special? Or maybe someone?" His voice, sharp with fury, made Tessos jump. He spun round to face the golden-eyed incubus. Alexis stepped out of his hiding place, inching in on Tessos, his sharp claws flexed. "So, why are you following me? In a completely servile way if I may add this."
"You couldn't shake me off", Tessos snarled back in arrogance. The incubi started to circle around each other, eyes blazing with hatred, bodies tense.
"I didn't intend to shake you off", Alexis replied sweetly, fluttering his long dark eyelashes at Tessos. "I hope you enjoyed our little sight-seeing tour as much as I did."
The monster roared with fury. He tried to claw at Alexis, slicing thin air, as his opponent gracefully danced out of the way. "Bloody sheep lover", Tessos barked, his fangs bare.
"You repeat yourself over and over again. You're boring me." Alexis yawned at the hideous beast, adding oil to the fire of Tessos' frenzy. "Now state your intentions. I doubt you took all the effort of tracing me for nothing."
Tessos' answer came as a low hissed growl. "I wanted to spy your habits. However, I have changed my mind. I will slay you."
"Have a try, eyesore!", Alexis spat back, doging Tessos' furious attack by flying up to the air. He landed again behind Tessos and hit him hard right in the face, when the beast spun round. Tessos stumbled backwards, trying to keep his balance. With a howling roar he threw himself at Alexis again.
The demons clawed at each other, rolling on the ground, a tightly knotted heap of limbs and wings. The air was thick with hisses, roars and the metallic smell of blood.
Finally Alexis managed to free himself again by slamming Tessos' head to the ground forcefully, causing the intensity of the beasts' clinch to cease. While Tessos struggled to stay conscious, Alexis took advantage and pinned him to the ground, his claws piercing Tessos' throat. Cold grey eyes stared at him with hatred, when Tessos' body went limp.
"Kill me and you'll die as well!", he gasped, breathing hard.
"True, but my death still won't revive you", Alexis spat, blood trickled down the side of his mouth, his body was litterd with cuts and bruises. He added pressure to his grip, tearing blood. There was nothing he regreted more than that he had rescued Tessos from Alexander's wrath. He could have get rid of him so easily that way. Although he doubted that Tessos' death would have done any good, regarding the heated tempers among the winged predators and the threat of war. "Submit!", he demanded, tearing at Tessos' flesh.
With one last bark of fury, Tessos submitted, presenting his bare throat to the winner.
"Don't dare to follow me again", Alexis hissed next to the stump of Tessos' ear. "Next time I won't spare you, never mind the consequences." If Tessos found out about Alexis' destination, he would also find out about Hephaistion. And Alexis wouldn't tolerate that.
He put pressure to the beast's throat one last time to add emphasis to his words, then he finally released him and took of to the night sky.
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When Alexis landed on the balcony of Hephaistion's bed chamber he heard the sound of voices. He froze in his motion, listening carefully, sniffing the air. He could make out Hephaistion's spicey scent mixed with a strange herbal smell and the heavy musk of another male. "Alexander", the incubus recalled. "The young and proud Macadonian king."
Then a door slammed shut and Alexander's scent vanished with him.
On entering Alexis found Hephaistion lying on the floor, his head buried in his arms, sobbing. The brunette looked up, eyes shiny, his long dark eyelashes wet with tears, as the demon's shadow cast over him. The young man's sadness and vulnerability caused the demon's heart to cringe painfully.
"Don't cry", Alexis whispered softly, kneeling next to Hephaistion. He gently began to lick the tears from the human's sweet skin, catching the salty pearls with the tip of his tongue. Hephaistion's stopped crying, leaning into the touch of the incubus' hand on his cheek, seaking solace in the gentleness of the demon's care.
He knew for sure that Alexander was on his way to Bagoas. And he knew as well, that the king would rub in the tale of his glorious lovemaking with the bloody catamite just to hurt Hephaistion. Alexander could be a dear and tender person, but he also could be a cruel, complacent and arrogant asshole. Lately Hephaistion had dealt with Alexander's unpleasant facets far too often.
"I'm so gald, you're here", the brunette whispered, sounding wretched and happy simoultaneously. Instead of answering, Alexis kissed him softly. Although it was paradoxical and completely insane, Hephaistion felt sheltered and cared for, when he was with the demon. The incubus had nearly killed him. He was a dangerous beast that only suppressed his bloodthirstiness by denying his true nature, and Hephaistion had to face the fact that Alexis might lose his inner battle. Despite his deadly danger the incubus was graced with a delicate vulnerability, appealing to Hephaistion's heart.
Up to now only Alexander had caused such emotions to rise within him. Hephaistion felt torn, he could have cried and laughed simultaneousely. "You seem to attract men, who treat you badly." The incubus traced one of the cuts, which he had left on Hephaistion's chest. The tender breeze of a touch made the young man shiver. Alexis was reliefed to see, that the human's wounds had been looked after. Guilt was still nagging at him, so that he hardly dared to stroke the frail being.
"And I get attracted by them", Hephaistion answered with a deep sigh. He snuggled against the demon's broad chest and recoiled at once, when he made contact with a warm sticky liquid - blood. "You're hurt", he said startled and alarmed, blinking at the black silhoutte in front of him. It was too dark now to make out any details.
"Oh, it's nothing, really. A few little cuts..." Alexis winced, when Hephaistion laid a finger at his wound.
"Nothing, yeah? Well, that nothing which you got there seems to hurt." Hephaistion struggled to get up and stumbled towards the bronze bowls of oil to light a fire. Red flames soon danced on the surface of the liquid. "Gods", he exclaimed at the sight of the various injuries littering the demon's beautiful body. "Nothing? That's what you call nothing? Now, I look a mess, but you top it. What on earth has happened?"
"I had a little brawl with Tessos, nothing serious."
"If this isn't serious I don't want to know what you look like if it is." Hephaistion took a bowl of fresh water, left by the doctor, a cloth and the ointments meant for him from the table next to his bed. "Let me have a look at this."
"That's not necessary", the demon refused, falling back from the human. "I'm a quick healer."
"I am a warrior and have seen many bad battle injuries", Hephaistion replied. "So don't tell me, these don't need to be looked after. Because they do. Don't move."
The incubus gave in to Hephaistion's treatment, as the human was so concerned about him. "Why did you fight with Tessos?", Hephaistion asked, while cleaning the wounds. He was worried, as some of the ugly cuts were so deep they needed to be sutured up. But by the time he had finished cleaning, the wounds didn't look that bad anymore. Some of the light scratches had already vanished, leaving the demon's skin flawless.
"Why did you argue with Alexander?", Alexis asked back, grinning at Hephaistion's perplexed expression as a cut had just closed under his touch.
"I see, you don't want to talk about it." The brunette shook his head, bewildered, as another slight cut disappeared.
"Exactly." There was no need to worry Hephaistion with the day's quite unpleasant events. Alexis sniffed at the ointment, Hephaistion was about to smear his wounds with. The rich herbal scent made him sneeze. "Don't waste that stuff on me. Put it to better use."
"What use?", Hephaistion asked, but Alexis had already snapped the little pot from his hands and lifted him from the ground as if he didn't weigh anything at all.
"Gods, be careful", the human whimpered. "My cuts and bruises have not vanished like yours."
He was lowered onto the bed gently. The incubus drank in the sight of Hephaistion's naked form, a delicate beauty despite all the bruises. The fire danced in the demon's golden eyes when he leaned down to kiss the young man who eagerly welcomed his tongue.
Then Alexis started to treat Hephaistion's cuts with the strange smelling ointment, careful not to add any more injuries with his sharp claws, a difficult task, as his passion heated, when his fingers danced across Hephaistion's body. The brunette started to squirm beneath his touch, little moans of comfort and pleasure passing his slightly parted lips. The ache in Hephaistion's body had dulled away, replaced by the blaze of his growing needs.
When Alexis ever so softly stroke his inner thighs, his hands slick with the herbal ointment, Hephaistion sat up to steal a kiss from the incubus' satin lips. He placed a hand on the back of the demon's head, his fingers entangled with the silky curtain of raven hair, and pulled him closer. His tongue darted forward, feeling the teeth behind the soft texture of the incubus' lips, demanding entrance to the moist cavern of his mouth. The young warrior was enrapt with the sweet taste of the deepening kiss, his dark lover's growled moans send electric shivers down his spine.
The incubus fought to keep control. He couldn't allow himself to be taken by the grip of passion, although he felt like being burnt from the inside. He repeled the urgent need to fling Hephaistion around and fuck him hard, since this would have caused the frail human to suffer more pain than he could endure.
So instead Alexis pushed the brunette to lie back and turned round himself, so that he was postioned above Hephaistion, facing his feet, his face directly hovering over his lover's erect dick, while his own erect dick was directly hovering over Hephaistion's face.
"Good gods!" Hephaistion moaned, when the incubus swirled his tongue around the head of his length. "Gods! Oh, gods!"
Alexis chuckled, his lips brushing against the sensitive tip, causing Hephaistion to groan even louder. "Shut up and get busy", he said, his velvety voice vivid with both amusement and desire.
"Wicked beast!", the brunette muttered, before he obidiently did as he was ordered. He took hold of the demon's length, sliding his hand up and down his shaft, flickering his tongue playfully against the head of the hard dick. Then he took it deep into his hot moist mouth, clutching at the demon's tight thighs.
Their passionate doing was accompanied by soft moans, muffled cries of passion and deep ragged groans, as they sucked at each other, teeth gently brushing against the hot piece of flesh, throbbing with growing pressure. They settled on a raising pace, matching each other's wild rhythm and the increasing thunder of their heartbeats, their bodies damp and steaming.
Finally, in a blaze of a boiling heat a sensation of violent ecstasy exploded into a mind-numbing climax. Their cries of pleasure echoed through the night.
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