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Firebird- Part Eight
Firebird copyright (c) 2006 T.A. Chase
Part Eight-
Vlatko shook his head. “You’re persistent.”
“That’s why I’m so good at what I do.” Rue gave him a wink.
“Let’s go get dressed.” Vlatko headed back to his hut after gathering up the towels and soap.
“Then you’ll tell me why you’re here and not in some I.U.M. prison.” The thief walked beside him with a loose stride.
“Maybe.” Vlatko didn’t want to go into the whole reason why he chose to desert. He didn’t really want to relive that life-changing moment when he realized he couldn’t be a solider anymore.
“Maybe? Hey, I told you the truth about stealing the President’s Heart. Give and take here. I give you something. You give me something in return.” Rue glanced at him. “What’s for breakfast?”
“You already had your breakfast.” He leered at the man. Opening the hut’s door, he gestured for Rue to go in ahead of him. He reached out and pinched the guy’s ass as he went by.
“You know I shouldn’t let you get away with that. You shouldn’t be able to touch me without giving me something in return.” Rue frowned.
Vlatko laughed. “So now you want to negotiate. We’re bartering sex for my secrets.” He stopped to think about it for a second. “Not sure it’d be worth it from my point of view.”
“Not worth it? I fucking blew your mind out there.” Rue’s outrage was cute.
He rubbed a thumb over the frown between Rue’s eyes. “Yes, you did, little thief, but I have a problem sharing my secrets with a man I’ve just met.”
“But no problem with sharing your body?” Rue threw himself down on the cot, crossed his arms and glared at Vlatko.
Vlatko had been in the middle of pulling out plates and pots to make breakfast. He turned to stare at Rue. “Did I miss something? When did you turn into a woman?”
“What the hell?” Rue looked offended.
“We had sex, but we didn’t declare our undying love for each other. Why this need to know my deepest darkest secrets? You don’t see me pushing you to tell me your life story.” Vlatko cracked a couple of eggs into the frying pan.
Rue sighed. “You’re right. I tend to get this way after I’ve gotten close to getting caught and maybe dying.” The thief stood behind him and wrapped those skinny arms around his waist. “You don’t have to tell me anything, Vlatko. I do know how to just fuck.”
He scrambled the eggs and slid them on some plates while he thought about his past. He’d never wanted to tell anyone why he chose the path he took.
“Go sit down.” He waved towards his small table with two chairs. “Would you like water or something stronger to drink? I don’t have visitors very often so I don’t have much.”
Rue tugged on one of Vlatko’s shirts and went to sit. “Water’s fine.”
Vlatko set a plate and a glass in front of Rue and then joined the thief. “Do you pay attention to the news?” He pushed the eggs on his plate around with his fork.
Rue moaned around the first forkful of eggs. “Sure I do. I need to keep up with possible jobs and to see if someone might be talking about me.” Rue shoveled another mouthful. “Where the hell did you get real eggs?”
Vlatko chuckled. “I told you this was a primitive planet. They grow most of their food.”
“No wonder you stay here.” Rue’s glance shot over to Vlatko’s plate.
“Here. I’m not hungry.” He shoved his plate across the table. Leaning back, he played with his glass while watching Rue eat. “About four years ago, there was a big dust-up in the news about a high-level I.U.M. officer being shot in cold blood by one of his subordinates.”
Rue stopped chewing for a second, staring at him. “I remember. It was around the same time I boosted the Rouge diamond from the museum on Ecofo.”
“So that was you. I always wondered.” He added ‘ballsy’ to his mental list of traits Rue had.
“Yep. Got a pretty penny for the bauble when I sold it. So were you the subordinate who pulled the trigger?” There didn’t seem to be any worry on Rue’s face or in his voice.
“No. I’m the assassin the I.U.M. sent after the subordinate to kill him. The official word was dead or alive, but unofficial, I had to kill him.” Vlatko’s words were flat and cold.
Angel’s Cover
Here’s the awesome cover Anne Cain did for Angel’s Evolution. I love it. I think she did a wonderful job capturing Greyson. Such a elegant feel to it as well. I don’t think I can wait until January for it to come out…lol.Oh my blog is going to be featured in Silver Threads, Liquid Silver’s newsletter. If anyone would like to sign up for it, click here. It comes out twice a month I believe and gives you updates on upcoming books. Also it features LSB authors. 🙂
Celia Kyle, under one of her pen names Caye Kim, wrote a two-part article on M/M romances and why women love them. The first part came out over the weekend in Just Erotic Romance Reviews. 🙂 Yours truly was quoted in it. I think she did a great job.
Over the weekend, I did some writing on Tony’s story. Got further along on my secret project. 🙂 I feel like Ty Pennington on Extreme Home Makeover with my secret project.
It’s been storming and raining all morning. I hope wherever you are, it’s sunny and beautiful out.
Firebird-Part Seven
Firebird copyright (c) 2006 T.A. ChasePart Seven-
“A deserter?” Rue was surprised. “If you’re a deserter, why does the security force at the Way Station know where you are? Moreover, if they know, the I.U.M. knows. Why haven’t they come after you?”
Anger and an odd sadness warred in Vlatko’s eyes. “I think they would prefer I cease to exist, but they won’t waste their time or men coming after me.”
“Not to offend you or anything, but you’re only one guy. I would think if they really wanted you, they’d send a unit after you.” Rue climbed out of the pool and dried off with one of the towels Vlatko brought with them.
Vlatko followed him. Rue’s gaze traced over the chiseled abs to where Vlatko’s cock nestled among black curls. No doubt about it. The man was hung. A large hand grasped the shaft, stroking it. Rue whimpered. Pre-cum glistened on the glared head of Vlatko’s cock. Rue wanted to taste it.
Vlatko laid a towel on the ground at his feet. “Come here.”
Rue’s brain wanted to protest the order, but his mouth and body wanted to feel Vlatko again. He knelt in front of the man. Vlatko kept stroking himself while cradling Rue’s chin and lifting his gaze from the treat in front of him.
“Do you want to taste me?” Vlatko’s voice was harsh and laced with passion.
Rue couldn’t get his mouth to work. All it wanted to do was suck and all his tongue wanted to do was lick.
“Then enjoy breakfast.” Vlatko directed his mouth to the slick head.
Rue licked the pearly drops from Vlatko’s cock. Bitter and salty, it was the best thing he’d ever tasted. He sucked the tip in, teasing it with his teeth.
Vlatko growled. “Be careful.”
Rue chuckled and the vibration made Vlatko growl. Rue enjoyed sucking cock. Well, he enjoyed it when he wasn’t being paid to do it. Nothing killed joy more than being made to do something. Relaxing his throat, he swallowed Vlatko down until his nose was buried in the curls at the base of Vlatko’s shaft.
“Shit.” Vlatko’s hand combed through Rue’s hair.
Rue appreciated the fact that the big man didn’t force him. Rue liked commanding men who understood the difference between being forceful and forcing. Vlatko’s hand cradled the back of Rue’s head. The other hand traced the hollows in his cheeks as he moved up and down on the rod filling his mouth.
He looked up to see Vlatko’s dark eyes staring down at him. There was a question in that gaze. He reached out, bracing his hands on Vlatko’s hips and then he nodded. Vlatko’s fingers gripped his head while the man’s cock started to slide in and out of Rue’s mouth.
Rue relaxed, shut his eyes, and allowed Vlatko to fuck his mouth. He loved the velvet skin stroking his tongue. The taste of Vlatko’s cum danced in his mouth. He was afraid he could get addicted to the taste. Each time the head of Vlatko’s cock hit the back of his throat, he swallowed.
“Gods, your mouth,” Vlatko moaned while those hips started snapping.
Rue slipped his hand around to cup the flexing muscles of Vlatko’s ass. He stroked his fingers over the patch of skin right above Vlatko’s crease.
“Rue, gonna…” Vlatko didn’t seem interested in talking.
He hummed encouragement. He wanted to drink down Vlatko’s cum. He wanted to suck this man dry.
The first spurt accompanied a low cry from Vlatko. Rue glanced up to see Vlatko’s head was thrown back and a grimace of passion marred the man’s face. Rue closed his eyes and drank down the seed. When he’d sucked Vlatko dry, he licked the man’s shaft clean and rested his head against the muscular thigh in front of him. He was so hard, he knew one touch would make him come.
“Come here.” Vlatko reached down, grabbed Rue under the arms and lifted him until they were face-to-face, allowing him to kiss Vlatko.
Their lips met in a fierce kiss. Rue moaned as his cock rubbed against Vlatko’s hard stomach. He painted a wet trail over the man’s dark skin.
“Do you want my hand or my body?” Vlatko’s warm breath danced on his swollen lips.
He rocked his hips, thrusting his shaft over the ridged abs. Once. Twice. His balls tightened and he knew it’d be soon.
Vlatko’s finger brushed Rue’s opening and the thief exploded. His cum covered both their chests and stomachs.
“Fuck.” Rue’s knees went weak. He rested his head on Vlatko’s shoulder, trusting the other man to support him.
“My thoughts exactly.” Vlatko chuckled and carried him back into the pool to clean off.
As he let the big man take care of him, Rue wondered what was going to happen once the shine of good sex wore off. Would Vlatko turn him in? He looked at Vlatko and asked, “Why did you run away?”
Firebird- Part Six
Firebird copyright (c) 2006 T.A. ChasePart Six-
Vlatko lay in his bed and focused on the warm body beside him. It was the thief, Rue and the skinny man snuggled closer to him with one leg thrown over his own hip.
He sighed. Running a hand over Rue’s back, he realized a decision would have to be made soon as to what to do with about the man. Should he do as all his years of training in the I.U.M. said he should do? Should he contact the Way Station and have them come to arrest the man?
He pushed his body up to lean on his elbow, staring down at the thief. Vlatko knew who Rue was, no matter how innocent the man pretended to be. Rue was one of the best thieves in the universe. Authorities first started paying attention to Rue when he was caught and branded at the age of ten. After that Rue had never been captured again and by the time the thief was sixteen, he was commanding large sums of inter-universal credits for hired jobs.
At twenty-four, Rue still looked innocent and so young, but Vlatko knew the man could be ruthless and cold-hearted when he needed to be. Vlatko ran a finger down over Rue’s nose. “Who paid your price for stealing the President’s Heart,” he wondered out loud.
“I don’t know. They never tell me their names,” Rue’s answer was sleepy and rough.
“Ah, so you were hired to steal it for someone.” Vlatko laughed.
“Shit.” Rue came wide-awake, swearing and pushing away from Vlatko. “I was just talking in my sleep. I don’t have any idea what you’re talking about.”
Vlatko pressed a finger to the thief’s lips. “Don’t. I knew who you were the moment I saw you tied to the tree. You don’t need to steal to survive anymore. You steal because someone’s paying you.”
Rue looked like he wanted to argue, but seemed to think better of it. “So are you going to turn me in? There’s quite a bounty on my head.”
Vlatko climbed out of bed. After stuffing towels and a bar of soap into a bag, he threw it into Rue’s arms. Then he plucked the man off the cot
“Where are we going?” Rue wrapped one lean arm around Vlatko’s neck.
“To clean up.” Vlatko shouldered open the hut’s door and carried Rue to a steamy pool of water.
“Clean up? I don’t see any sanitizers.” Rue looked around as Vlatko set him down next to the pool.
“You won’t see one. This isn’t a modern planet, Rue. In some places, indoor toilets are still things of the future.” Vlatko waded into the pool, holding out a hand to Rue. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep you safe.”
The thief laughed. “Most men aren’t worried about my safety. They’re more concerned about getting the reward the I.U.M. is offering.”
Vlatko shrugged. “I’m not concerned with the reward.” He soaked one of the clothes and soaped it up. Taking one lean arm, he washed Rue.
Rue studied Vlatko’s primitive hut and gave a disbelieving snort. “Man, you live like a homeless man. If I were you, I would have called the I.U.M. the minute you saw my naked ass tied to that tree.”
Vlatko looked around, trying to see his surroundings through Rue’s eyes. So he didn’t have all the comforts of modern men. His house was a one-room hut. He had very little contact with the natives or any other people for that matter. He finished cleaning Rue. “I don’t need much. Money just gives you a false sense of worth.”
“Spoken like a man who doesn’t have any.” Rue’s amber eyes twinkled at him as a smile graced those plump lips.
“Maybe it’s just sour grapes.” He cleaned and rinsed himself. “I won’t turn you in.”
“Why not?”
Vlatko could tell Rues was looking for the catch. “I don’t owe the I.U.M. anything. In fact, I’m a deserter.”
Happy Hunk Day
Half way through the work week, everyone. Figured we could use a pick-me-up to get us through the rest of the week. 🙂 Enjoy.
Here’s a mini blurb that I (with help from a friend *wink*) wrote up for Angel’s Evolution:
“I’m a monster. Or so my father would have me believe. I’m imprisoned in a world I hate and fear. As heir to my father’s title, I’m expected to marry, but my secret desires may keep me from fulfilling those expectations.
One night a stranger kisses me. In his touch, I see the possibility of a life beyond my prison. My name? Just call me Angel and this is my evolution.”
Firebird and a few of my other stories are coming along nicely. I’m enjoying Rue and Vlatko from Firebird. They’re both funny, a little sarcastic and sexy. I can’t wait to dig deeper into their story. See where they lead me. 🙂
Hope everyone has a grea day.
Firebird-Part Five
Firebird copyright (c) 2006 T.A. ChasePart Five-
Shit! Rue’d never been this full before. Vlatko’s cock was buried deep in his ass.
He took another deep breath and braced his hands on the wall again. “Move,” he ordered as he pushed down.
Vlatko laughed. “So demanding.”
Rue didn’t think the man was complaining. “Damn right. Now fuck me already.”
“Yes, sir.” Vlatko pulled out and then slammed back in. The blunt head of his cock bumped Rue’s gland as it went by.
“There. Again.” He rocked his hips in time with Vlatko’s thrusts. He planted his feet on the cot, tilting his ass at a better angle for Vlatko to fuck him deeper.
The big man leaned forward, kissing Rue and giving Rue’s cock a hard stomach to rub against. Rue had been surprised by the first kiss Vlatko had given him. He had demanded one earlier, but never expected to actually get one. Men didn’t kiss street thieves. It was a lesson he’d learned when he was younger and selling his body was the only option to survival.
Vlatko didn’t seem to have a problem kissing. In fact, he did it so well that Rue found himself on the edge. In fact, the combination of tongue in his mouth, hard abs rubbing on his shaft and Vlatko’s thick cock pegging his gland with each thrust drove him right into the fastest climax he’d ever had.
“Fuck,” he groaned as his come shot from his cock. Lights danced in front of his eyes. His back arched and his inner muscles clamped down on Vlatko.
Vlatko grunted and shoved his shaft hard into Rue. The thief felt the throbbing of the thick rod as moist heat spilled from the man and filled Rue’s ass.
“I’m screwed,” Vlatko mumbled as the big man pulled out and collapsed at Rue’s side.
Rue stretched, testing his muscles to make sure nothing had been hurt. A pleasant ache filled his body and his ass gave a spasm of lingering passion. “I think I’m the one who got screwed.” He smiled as he snuggled close to Vlatko’s body.
His lover reached and grabbed a shirt off the floor. Rue was surprised when Vlatko cleaned him off and then himself. He’d never had anyone take care of him like that.
Vlatko settled back down, pulling him tight to that massive chest. A heavy arm wound around his waist and a large hand landed on his ass.
“Rue, don’t try to run. No transport is scheduled to land for another month. And I wasn’t kidding about the natives killing you.” Vlatko’s voice rumbled under Rue’s ear.
Rue gave running serious thought for a second or two. Then Vlatko squeezed his ass and Rue decided he’d stay with the person he knew. He wasn’t what the man planned on doing about him, but Rue figured Vlatko wasn’t going to kill him.
He put his hand on Vlatko’s chest, feeling the man’s heart beat. A stray thought dashed through his mind just before he fell asleep.
You’re safe.
Awesome News
Here Be Dragons got a Joyfully Recommended from Shannon at Joyfully Reviewed. 🙂 Here’s just a snippet of what she had to say, “Here Be Dragons is a mind-blowing story of mythical creatures, fantasy worlds, unimaginable pain and a staggering love between two men.” Click on the JR button to read the rest of the review. Thanks so much, Shannon. I’m thrilled that readers are enjoying HBD so much. Kael and Hugh were wonderful characters to write.
The other good news is that I got my contract for Angel’s story from Liquid Silver this weekend. Now I can tell you that I changed the title to Angel’s Evolution since I didn’t feel that Seduction was quite the right name for what happens to Angel during the story. Because in reality, he isn’t really seduced, but he does change and evolve into a strong man for Greyson. I’m thinking it’ll be released probably in January of next year. Don’t quote me on that though. As soon as I get a true date, I’ll let you know. I can’t wait to see the cover for this one…lol.
You’ll notice that the links to Angel’s story are gone from the sidebar. In the next week or so, I’ll more than likely delete the entire story off my blog, now that it’s contracted. But don’t worry, Firebird will still be here to read. 🙂
Hope everyone has a great day.
Flyboys
Saw Flyboys last night. It was pretty good. No real big name actors though James Franco has been in the Spider-Man movies. It’s a story about an elite group of American pilots who go and fight for the French during WWI. At time when planes were just starting to be used. It’s based on a true story.Elisa graciously translated her review of No Going Home. Click here to read and also read her article on m/m romances. It’s pretty awesome. I’ll be heading back to post a comment soon.
Well, it’s going to be a rainy day here, so I’ll probably just spend as much time as I can writing. Have several different stories I need to work on. 😉
As for my secret project…here’s a hint. (It shouldn’t be too hard to figure out) What does Valentine’s Day and Halloween have in common? 🙂
Have a great day, everyone.
Some one ask for a pic…
of Mark Walhberg, half-naked. Here you go, graciously donated by Lozan. This must be from his young clean-cut rapper days, huh? Still those are some great abs. 🙂
I have to say Firebird is moving along quite well. I’m thrilled that you are enjoying it since it’s not nearly as angst-ridden and emotional as Angel’s story was.
My secret project is moving along as well. Did about 3k on it yesterday. As soon as it’s done, I’ll tell you more. 🙂 I know, I’m being mean. lol
Hope you all have a great day.
“I’ll wind up forgiving and probably loving you/For the rest of my life/But I don’t feel like loving you today…”–Gretchen Wilson, Don’t Feel Like Loving You Today.
Firebird-Part Four
Firebird copyright (c)2006 T.A. Chase
Part Four-
Vlatko was pretty sure kissing the beautiful thief wasn’t the smartest thing to do, but he didn’t believe that always doing the smart thing was the best way to live. He could admit to himself that he enjoyed taking risks and fucking Rue was the biggest risk of all.
He picked the smaller man up and carried him back to the cot. He tossed Rue down and gestured for the thief to stay put. Vlatko stripped with quick efficient movements. The inter-universal military didn’t have a rule against sexual encounters among its men, but the soldiers learned not to waste time on foreplay. He couldn’t keep a grin of pride from his face at the look of wonder in Rue’s eyes.
The thief reached out with those elegant hands to cup Vlatko’s balls and wrap his cock in a fist. They were pickpocket hands and Rue was showing him why the man was considered one of the best thieves in the universe.
Rue’s fingers moved in a soft dance up and down Vlatko’s cock. A gentle squeeze at the base of his shaft and a teasing swipe of the thumb over the head increased Vlatko’s desire. Rue’s other hand fondled Vlatko’s balls in an alternating rhythm of squeeze and tug. It had been a long time since any hands besides his own had touched him that Vlatko knew if he allowed Rue to continue playing with him, he’d come. There was no way he’d do it. He wanted to be inside Rue’s skinny ass when he spilled his seed.
He pulled Rue’s hands away. Both Rue and Vlatko’s cock protested. Holding those skinny arms up, Vlatko worked to strip the shirt from Rue’s body. The instant Rue was naked again, Vlatko dropped the man’s arms.
“Stay there,” he ordered as he knelt down to feel for his pack under the cot. He jerked from its hiding spot and opened it, searching without taking his eyes off Rue.
The thief spread his legs like a willing slut. Those talented fingers pumped Rue’s long curved cock. The man’s amber eyes flared with orange flickers again.
“Here it is.” Vlatko crowed in delight as he found the jar of lube he’d packed. He crawled up on the cot and stretched out beside Rue.
Opening the jar, he held it out to the other man. “Get yourself ready.”
Something flashed in Rue’s eyes and an instinct told Vlatko it wasn’t anger. Even though Rue was a demanding captive, Vlatko didn’t think Rue wanted to be in charge while they were fucking.
“What about protection?” Rue asked as he coated his fingers with the lube.
Vlatko shook the jar. “As well as being slick, this kind of lube acts as a sealant. No diseases in or out.”
“I’ll have to get some of that,” Rue muttered, his eyes glazing over as he ran his hands over his balls and played with the tight pink pucker between his ass cheeks.
Vlatko pushed one of Rue’s legs up and Rue grasped it behind the knees, pulling it to the side and exposing himself to Vlatko’s hungry gaze.
“Do you make all your lovers do this?” Rue’s eyes studied him for a moment.
Vlatko’s breath caught as the tip of a finger breeched Rue’s ass. “Only the ones I like.” He ran his hand over Rue’s chest and started plucking at the thief’s nipples.
“Gods, that feels great.” Rue arched his back, silently pleading for more.
“Two now,” Vlatko instructed, his eyes glued to where Rue was finger-fucking himself. His own hands pinched and twisted Rue’s dusky brown nipples until they were red. Vlatko enjoyed how Rue shivered every time he touched those hard nubs.
He felt the tingling at the base of his spine. His climax was rushing in on him. He slicked up his cock and moved to lie between Rue’s thighs.
“It’s been too long. More build-up later.” He pulled Rue’s fingers away.
“Fine with me.” Rue placed his hands against the wall at the head of the cot. He arched his hips and grinned up at Vlatko. “I’m all yours.”
Vlatko placed the blunt head of his cock at Rue’s opening. He eased in as Rue pushed down. Rue’s eyes shut tight and the thief took a deep breath. Vlatko knew he was big and he hadn’t given Rue a lot of time to stretch, so he took his time sliding in.
“So big.” Rue bit his bottom lip as Vlatko eased another inch in.
“You’re so tight.” Vlatko put his hands on Rue’s hips. “Take a deep breath and try to relax.”
He waited until Rue started to breathe in and then he pushed his full length deep inside.
“Don’t move. Oh gods.” Rue’s hands scrabbled at the wall as if he was looking for something to hold on to.
