W hen Aiden woke the next morning, he had
come to a realization, either consciously or
subconsciously, he wasn't sure, which, but he knew
without doubt that moving to Toronto wasn't going to
be the answer to his restlessness. Maybe it had been
when Liam had rushed to his rescue, though how he
thought he'd be able to deal with anything too harsh,
naked and wet, Aiden didn't know. But it was the
thought that counted and Liam did have youth on his
side.
Doing something he never thought he'd do, Aiden
checked out of his hotel, cancelled his appointments
for the day and his flight for the next day, and then
popped across the country to his apartment.
Because of the three-hour time difference, Liam
was sound asleep when his lover arrived. Aiden stood
beside the bed for a few minutes memorizing the
beauty of the man who slept wrapped in the duvet, a
stuffed turquoise and white cat in his arms. His red
gold curls sun kissed from the morning sun, Aiden
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couldn't help but reach over and touch the silk of
them.
"Hey" Liam stretched at Aiden's touch, not really
surprised to see the man he loved standing beside him.
Neither one noticed the stuffed cat disappear. Liam
because he hadn't known it was there, Aiden because
he was so used to it being around the red head, he
rarely noticed it. "You popped." He giggled.
"Actually witch boy, when I teleport, I don't
make any audible sound." Aiden was removing his
suit, taking time to do it slowly and suggestively.
"Unlike others I know."
"Not me." Liam threw back the duvet and
wiggled his eyebrows. "Come and join me, its all
warm and snuggly."
"Don't mind if I do." Aiden slid in beside Liam;
he might as well give in to what ever it was that was
that was pulling the two of them together. Goodness
knew when he'd feel this way again. Or if he even
wanted to try and find someone other than Liam. The
kid had a point, they were destined to be together, if
for no other reason than the fact that everyone was
trying to keep them apart.
Aiden was barely home twenty-four hours when
he was being harassed by Lisa to release Daniel from
an imaginary bond. Why he had to be responsible for
Daniel's fantasies was beyond him. On top of that he
had Liam firmly ensconced in the loft and not about to
move. Finally to get Daniel's mother off his back, he
agreed to have a party for him, his mind working a
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million miles an hour as he planned how to release
Daniel from his imagined thrall.
"Aiden, I think having a party for Daniel is a
good idea. But having a party for Daniel and being a
bitch to him is a bad idea." Liam was sitting on the
kitchen counter, his legs folded in front of him in the
lotus pose.
"Do you have to sit on the counter?" Aiden asked.
He was at his desk making phone calls to arrange his
friend's surprise party.
"Yes." Liam sighed. "Are you going to invite
anyone from Daniel's work? I mean it's his 30th
birthday party, maybe he has some friends there."
"Good idea." Aiden smirked. "I'll invite his little
buddy Susan."
"See, that's being nice." Liam was pleased. "Are
you making up official invitations or just calling
people?"
"Calling them." Aiden said, dialing the phone
again. "You should go home to your mommy. You've
been here long enough."
"You know you like me here." Liam said as he
moved off of the counter. "I give good head."
"So you tell me." Aiden smirked. "But you're still
an amateur."
"That's not what the guys on the football team
say." Liam threw himself down on the sofa, still in its
comfortable state. Aiden hadn't objected too
strenuously to the change.
"Tell me you didn't." Aiden sighed.
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"I didn't. I just wanted to see what you'd say."
Liam grinned and flipped on the television after
magicking the remote from its place on the floor.
"Don't you have homework to do?" Aiden asked.
He winced when the remote hit Liam's fingers.
"Did it." Liam turned the television off. "I'm
bored. I want to go dancing."
"Have at 'er." Aiden replied, making a notation
on his computer. "There, everything is all set for
Friday night." He looked satisfied as he sat back in his
chair.
"I'll bartend." Liam offered. "I make a great
martini."
"Whatever." Aiden sighed. "I'm having the
caterer set up Friday at six. Everyone should arrive
starting at eight."
"I'll be here." Liam stood up and stretched. "Are
you going to The Odyssey tonight?"
"I don't know." Aiden looked at Liam. "You do
know that we're not in any kind of relationship, don't
you?"
"Whatever." Liam drawled, imitating Aiden as he
turned and headed for the bedroom. "I'm going out."
He announced, looking in his section of the wardrobe
for something to wear to the club.
"Not on a school night dahling." Aiden laughed.
"But good try."
"I go out on school nights when I'm at home."
"Then go home." Aiden huffed, heading for the
kitchen. "You're too young to be in a relationship of
any kind. You're in high school and I'm not. I'm
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damned if I'm going to ask you to go steady. I'm just
not that kind of girl." He swished for a couple of steps
making Liam burst out laughing.
"You know, when you're here and not with the
gang you're different." Liam appeared in the bedroom
door way dressed in a spandex sparkle tummy shirt
that was tight and provocative. There was six inches
of glowing white skin, an obvious pierced nipple
complete with golden ring and then slung low on his
hips were worn blue jeans, inclusive with highly
priced, but well placed slits in the material. It was
apparent he wasn't wearing any underwear.
"Jesus Christ Liam, what the fuck are you
wearing?" Aiden managed to gasp.
"Duh, club clothes." Liam picked up his jacket
off of the stool he'd draped it on and slipped on his
shoes. "Don't wait up."
"There's no fucking way you're going anywhere
dressed like that." Aiden began.
"Aiden, you aren't my keeper." Liam tried to
reason. But he'd gotten the reaction he'd wanted to
get.
"You are living here in my loft. I think I should
have some say over what you wear when you're going
out." Aiden began realizing how ridiculous his words
sounded, but unable to take them back.
"Yes daddy." Liam giggled. He walked up to
Aiden and put his arms around him, resting his head
on Aiden's chest.
Aiden's arms pulled the boy even closer and he
kissed him twice on the top of his head. "I know that
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sounded stupid." He said quietly. "You're driving me
crazy."
"Good." Liam wiggled. "Now do you want to go
dancing?"
"The answer is still no. You have school
tomorrow."
"Who says we have to go out." Liam moved out
of Aiden's arms and twirled around. "I have it on
good authority that someone has a state of the art
sound system."
"I've heard that too." Aiden smiled, going along
with Liam. "And some not bad music as well."
Liam nodded toward the sound system and music
filled the loft. It was something close to the steady
beat of a club mix, but better sounding in the loft
space. Another nod and the lights disappeared, to be
replaced with Liam's trademark electric sparks
dancing on the ceiling and up and down the walls. He
turned the fireplace on low and began to move as only
someone with years of dance lessons and a love of
music can.
"Shit Liam, you know I don't use magic in the
loft." Aiden began as he started his own version of
dancing.
"But I do." Liam grinned and leaned in to lick the
side of Aiden's neck. As he danced closer, his legs
rubbed up and down Aiden's in his own version of
dirty dancing. A version that had Aiden sweating with
the heat the young boy managed to create between the
two of them as the music wrapped around the room.
"You are some dancer." Liam whispered against
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Aiden's neck. He put his one arm around Aiden's
neck, so that they were both face to face. Aiden
laughed and claimed Liam's lips for his own.
The music continued, only now they could feel it
deep inside them both as they moved to the beat,
Aiden following Liam's lead, hands roaming, fingers
touching, hardened cocks with a life of their own,
rubbing against fabric. They were both lost in each
other when the phone began ringing. Aiden ignored it.
Liam nodded and the phone stopped ringing. Aiden
slapped his ass, but kept dancing. The dance was now
less a dance and more a seduction.
The phone rang again and this time it gave a puff
of smoke and exploded quietly in a hundred pieces.
Aiden shook his head and laughed. "Witch boy,
you're buying me a new phone."
There was a barely audible pop and Frances and
his wife Marcie were in the loft. They saw Liam and
Aiden dancing. Always willing to dance, Frances
pulled Marcie into a well-rehearsed dance, complete
with intricate dance steps.
Aiden was the first to notice the intruders.
"Apparently we're having a party." He said to Liam
and turned the red head so that he could see his cousin
and his wife.
"I didn't invite them." Liam said. "I want to fuck
you, tell them to go home."
"Ahhhh, witch boy. I'm going to fuck you, cousin
or no cousin." Aiden began to dance Liam toward the
stairs leading to the bedroom.
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Suddenly there was silence, the lights were back
on and Frances walked over to the Aiden and Liam.
"Sorry to drop in on you like this, but I did try and
call, twice." He looked at Liam. "Hey cousin, you're
looking good. You too Aiden."
"Hi I'm Marcie, it wasn't my idea to barge in on
you guys." She looked embarrassed. "He's usually
much more polite."
"Hi Marcie, goodbye Marcie." Aiden put Liam
over his shoulder and headed up the stairs to the
bedroom. "Make yourselves at home and then go
away, we're busy." He shut the bedroom door, only to
find himself and Liam back in the living room. "No
fucking magic in my home." He glared at Frances.
"It's bad enough that witch boy doesn't take no for an
answer, but damned if I'm going to let anyone else get
away with it."
"Aiden we didn't come here to dance or to annoy
you."
"And yet you've done both."
"I thought you should know that the High Council
is on the warpath about Liam's status. Rumor has it
that they have put out a, well hit, for a lack of a better
word."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Aiden
asked, his body suddenly cold. He headed to the bar
and poured himself a drink. "Liam will get you
something to drink. He likes to play hostess." Aiden
waved his glass and sat down on the chaise, preferring
it to the soft comfy sofa.
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"I told you there was talk. Well, there is a faction
of the High Council who frankly doesn't like Cecil
Taylor. Liam was in line for the position his father
holds. It's a hereditary position, though matriarchal.
And of course the candidate must have stronger
powers and abilities than the rest of the council. You
should know all of this, you are Wahjee after all."
"I try to forget." Aiden mumbled. "It doesn't
seem to be working." Liam was walking past him,
having given his cousin and his wife each a drink.
Aiden pulled him down so he was holding him on his
lap.
Liam snuggled close. "Frances, I've told you
before, I can look after myself. There isn't anything
they can do to me no matter how hard they try."
"I've heard that Brad Chambers has taken the
contract. You know he's the son of Zane Chambers
and you know that Zane Chambers has always been
slightly crazed."
"Brad can't do much to me at school. Even he has
to live by the rules there. I mean every spell turns back
on the spellbinder three fold. I don't imagine it would
be pleasant from some of the stories I've heard." Liam
shuddered remembering.
"I agree, he won't try anything at the school. But
Liam you aren't always at school. For instance you're
here with Aiden right now and could be vulnerable."
"Frances thanks for the warning. Marcie, it was
nice to meet you." Liam stood up and walked over to
where the other two sat. "It's time for you to pop back
to wherever you came from. And Frances, a warning
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here from me. After you leave I'm putting an
enclosure spell on the loft. It wouldn't be a good thing
to try and pop back in. Unless you like being reduced
to muck and floating in another dimension until
someone cleans you up."
"Liam, don't do spells you aren't ready for."
Frances cautioned. "You don't know what harm you
can do."
"I know just what I'm doing cousin. I think you
and the rest of the Wahjee have underestimated me."
Liam smiled. "Call and use the elevator the next time
you come." He blinked three times and muttered
something Aiden couldn't quite catch. The smell of
ozone was in the air and Frances and Marcie were
gone.
"Well wasn't that special?" Aiden drawled. "It's
always nice to have the relatives over."
"Now where were we?" Liam asked, returning the
room to its former darkness. He made his clothing
disappear as well as Aiden's before launching himself
into Aiden's arms with a triumphant yell.
Aiden laughed, catching his naked red headed
witch just in time. "We need to talk." He muttered.
"Later." Liam suggested.
Aiden must have agreed because he began to
carry Liam to the bedroom. There would be time later
for a discussion on how to protect the man in his arms.
For now all he wanted to do was to make love to him.
