It's dark. Cyrus doesn't know where he is. It's dark everywhere. The only thing Cyrus could feel is pleasure. He never expected this. He never thought that his rival would make him feel so good.
The deep blue eyes staring back at him. Those lustful, annoyingly perfect blue eyes. The ones kept hair that is tousled now. The defined collarbone sticking out.
"Soren…" Cyrus's voice nothing more than a whisper as the most beautiful boy peered down at him.
fingers ghosting on his jaw barely touching him and that made him want that touch even more.
"Shh…" Soren hushed, "let me make you feel good…" He whispered back.
The kiss, their lips barely brushed against eachother. He felt kissed trailling down his neck. Occasional biting that left hickeys on his neck. Cyrus's clothed were nowhere to be seen.
Soren didn't seem to wear much clothing either. Only his usual black trousers and that infuriating ribbon tied like a bow-tie on his neck that Cyrus wants to rip off
Then Cyrus felt it.
"Fuck!" a curse escaped Cyrus's lips as Soren deep throats him again. Soren's warm mouth swallows his cock. Soren licked Cyrus's cock before sucking it again.
"Damn it, you damn Crow!" Cyrus groaned, Soren's head bobbed up and down on Cyrus's cock. It was sleek with Soren's saliva. He licked the tip of the cock making Cyrus squirm in pleasure
"Ah- Cyrus…" Soren moaned Cyrus's name. Weird how that seemed distant and not really muffled which should have been muffled by Cyrus's cock.
"Cyrus…"
Cyrus couldn't tell if it was moaning because the voice feels closer now. Weird because Soren is right in front of him with his dick in his mouth.
"Cyrus."
It's weird. Cyrus couldn't see Soren's lips moving to be saying his name. He huffed out a puff of air.
"Cyrus, wake up!" Cyrus felt his body being shook by something or someone. His eyes fluttered open.
Soren was shaking him awake. His hair was combed. He must have done it early in the morning.
"What do you want, Soren?" Cyrus asked groggily, sitting up.
"We need to eat breakfast before we go and search again." Soren said, a bright smile plastered on his face.
"Food?" Cyrus's voice came out raspy and sore from just waking up.
"Yeah." Soren stands up and goes out of the tent, "come on… can't have you starved while searching."
They both settle on the stone slab. It took a good thirty seconds for Cyrus to realize that they weren't in the orphanage but in the forest looking for medicinal herbs.
Soren gave Cyrus a meat bun, "here," he smiles, "I couldn't find anything healthy."
Cyrus groaned. He isn't used to eating unhealthy food in the morning. The orphanage in the morning had healthy options for the kids there but.
He took a bit out of the meatbun. It isn't that bad. But it's not what he is used to. Still it doesn't taste that bad. It's kinda delicious.
"Were you dreaming a 'colorful' dream?" Sore asked, taking out his meat bun.
Cyrus almost choked on his meatbun at Soren's words, "what?!"
"Your face was flushed…" Soren paused for a bit, "and your hand was somewhere… uhh under your trousers."
Cyrus's face turned red, really red.
"It's fine," Soren sighs, "I won't judge you… but what concerns me is who even you were blushing for because there are kids underage than you."
Cyrus flinched, "ew gross." Cyrus cringed at the thought of those crotch goblins. Though he couldn't remember the dream exactly, he knows that it wasn't one of the younger kids. "It's someone older than me."
"Oh?" Soren grinned, "who is it then?" He teased.
"None of your business." Cyrus deadpanned, taking another bite out of his meatbun.
Soren sighs, "she must have been hot, to get you thinking about her."
"As I said," Cyrus huffed, annoyed that Soren would assume that it was a woman. "None of your business."
"I guess I have to tease you about your crush." Sore cooed, ignoring Cyrus's continued 'None of your business.'
Soren has fun. Seeing Cyrus get angry is always amusing to him. That's like his favourite pastime. Getting under Cyrus's skin.
Soren thinks it's almost cute how Cyrus tries and fails to surpass him. Only managing his spot second to him. He remembers how much trouble they got in for fighting each other. Good times.
"No you don't," Cyrus finished his meatbun quickly, almost choking on it, "I'm not listening to you anymore. So keep your mouth shut."
Soren giggled. He bit down on his own meatbun and finished it a few minutes later. Wiping his face with the back of his sleeves.
"Let's go…" Soren stood up. "and look for that herb."
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They had begun walking again after taking down the tent and walking for what felt like hours.
"So where is that damn plant?" Cyrus looked around.
"Maybe it's close…" Soren said, peering over a bush.
"You have been saying that for five minutes." Cyrus said, breathing heavily.
Soren sighs, "be patient, sunshine." He is also getting annoyed at the fact that the damn plant is nowhere to be seen. He huffs.
Soren and Cyrus started walking again. The grasses and sticks crunched beneath their feet as they walked forward.
Suddenly both of them heard a leaf rattle. Their heads snapped towards the sound. It was coming from a bush nearby.
"What is that?!" Cyrus instinctively stepped closer to Soren, gripping his cloak.
"Shit…" Soren pulled Cyrus closer, "If it's a wild animal be ready to attack."
Both of them not realising how close they were standing to eachother. Soren snaked his hand down on Cyrus's waist. Cyrus doesn't realise that yet as he is focused on the potential danger lurking in the bushes.
They both stepped back as the rattling in the bushes continued. Soren bit his lip in focus. While Cyrus's eyes were focused on the bushes.
The rattling got louder. Both of them got on high alert.
Something jumped out of the bush. Soren along with Cyrus. Fell backwards crashing to the grassy ground on the other side.
"Ah." Cyrus landed on something soft breaking his fall. His head landed on Soren's chest. He looked up from Soren.
Soren wasn't so lucky. His side of the forehead was bleeding. "Ugh." He grunted.
"You are bleeding!" Cyrus tried to mask the concern in his voice with indifference but it's a bit hard.
"Don't worry about me." Soren sat up, his hand still on Cyrus's waist. His eyes then glaze over Cyrus's shoulder, "Oh. looks like the wild animal was a small fluffy bunny." Soren pointed at the white fluffy body with two long ears and red eyes.
Cyrus looked back and saw that little white piece of moving cotton with red beads for eyes that scared them half to death. "Ugh…" Cyrus grunted annoyed.
Cyrus noticed that he was straddling Soren and his face flushed. He quickly got off from Soren.
"Damn it…" Cyrus mumbled. "we are not talking about that ever."
Soren smirked, "talk about what, sunshine?" He chuckled, "you on top of me or that we both got scared shirtless cause of a rabbit."
"T-that— shut up!" Cyrus yells, flustered. "you already know what I'm talking about."
Soren just giggled at that and nodded his head.
"You are so annoying." Cyrus scoffed. Still seeing Soren bleed, he sighs and gets out the first aid kit that was rotting at one of the corner of his bag.
He kneeled besides Soren and took out the antiseptic and bandages.
Soren watched a smug smile still painted his face. He watched Cyrus apply the antiseptic on the cotton and watching the cotton soak the medicine in. He presses the cotton to Soren's forehead.
Soren hissed as the wound on his head burned, "a little gentle, sunshine." He teased receiving a grumble in reply from Cyrus.
Cyrus wiped the rest of the blood away from Soren's face before bandaging it. "You really are annoying."
To Cyrus everything about Soren is annoying. Those annoyingly perfect blue eyes. That annoyingly kept hair, like even in this wilderness he brought a hair brush. That annoyingly handsome smile. That annoyingly smooth jawline that made him look younger than his age.
"There we go, we are done." Cyrus gathers the things in the first aid kit and put it back inside his bag.
Soren noticed something, "hey Cyrus?" He called
"What?" Cyrus looked at Soren.
"Look." Soren pointed with his eyes, "is that what I think it is."
Cyrus's face lights up after he saw what Soren was pointing at. He approached it. The medicinal herb. They have been looking for.
"I guess the rabbit scaring us shitless was a miracle." Soren chucked as Cyrus puts the the plant safely in his bag.
"I guess it's time to go back." Cyrus said, pulling Soren up.
"You look happy." Soren commented.
Cyrus's face flushed, "what do you mean by that?"
"You've never voluntarily helped me stand up." Soren said as Cyrus's cheek tinted more.
"Shut up, Crow!!!" Cyrus yelled as he slung his bag back on his shoulder.
"Fine, fine," Soren said, "I will shut up." He looked at Cyrus, "let's go?"
"Yeah let's go."
But as they were about to start walking. A drop of water fell on Cyrus's face.
"Huh?" Cyrus looked up as the rain started pouring.
"Oh shit!" Soren sighed. "We have to look for cover!"
Soren grabs Cyrus's hand and drags him. "Where?!" Cyrus yelled over the rain falling onto them. He let himself be dragged because he doesn't want to get wet.
"I saw a cave here!" Soren yelled over the loud rhythm of the rain hitting the ground.
They ran. Ran until the cave was visible. Their feet slowed to a walk as they both walked into the cave. Safe from the rain.
They huffed, breathing heavily.
"Well…" Soren said looking out of the cave. "Looks like we gave to stay here until the rain dies down."
Cyrus hates agreeing with Soren. But he has to agree. None of them could go out until the rain has died down.
"Sunshine…" Soren turned towards Cyrus, "take off your shirt."
"What?!?!?!" Cyrus backed away like Siren had just asked for his newborn son.
"Yes," Soren's smug expression was gone, now replacing it was a seriousness that Cyrus had rarely witnessed. "Take that shirt off."
"Y-You–" Cyrus sputtered.
"You will catch a cold." Soren takes off his cloak abd moves onto his ribbon tied like a bow-tie on his neck. He pulled it off.
Cyrus's cheeks turned more red. "W-why are you stripping?!?!?!" His face got even redder.
Soren starts collecting woods scattered around the cave and put them together. "Before you take off your clothed. Light this fire."
"I'm not taking off my clothes." Cyrus grumbled and lit the fire with a flick of his finger.
Soren takes off his shirt. And puts it near the fire to dry up.
Cyrus's face turned beet red. He had seen Soren shirtless before during bathing in the bathhouse. But this serious version of him without a shirt is getting a bit difficult to handle. Soren wasn't muscular but his body was lean and tall.
"Come on," Soren sighed, " take your shirt off. I will give you my cloak to cover up."
Cyrus wants to yell at Soren. But if he opens his mouth something inappropriate will escape his lips. Soren did have lighter abs. And the sight of that is making Cyrus go insane. He couldn't say no to Serious Soren anymore. Cyrus wants Silly Soren back. Cause Serious Soren is a pain in the ass.
"Fine…" Cyrus groans as he takes his shirt off. Soren puts his cloak over Cyrus's shoulder.
"There we go." Soren smirked and he took Cyrus's shirt and put it near the fire.
"Now we just wait" Soren sat back.
Cyrus wrapped himself in Soren's cloak more firmly. It even reeks of Soren's smell. How infuriating.