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“Wow.” Chris deadpanned.

“You needed to know Chris, even if it freaks you out. As I said, our most binding law is to never cause harm with our magick. We have the ability to shape the world to our will Christian. And in eons past, we did. The Grand Canyon? That was one of us having a temper tantrum, so far in the past that even our records no longer hold their name. There is a reason we have this creed, and a reason why there are only a few thousand of us left. There is a reason that many cultures will not suffer a “Witch” to live. And it has nothing to do with religion. Its race memories, a primal fear left over from ages past, when my family ruled over man with an iron fist.” Niko whispered ashamedly. It seemed to Chris that his “families” history was a bit of a sore point.

“What do you expect me to say to all this? I mean Christ Niko, my heads gonna explode, now possibly literally, and I don’t know what you expect me to say. What are you, really? And why did you let HIM do that to you when you have so much power? I get the non-violence thing, that’s all well and good considering, but to not defend yourself or others. That’s not wisdom. It’s foolish fear.” Chris rambled on, his mind too overwhelmed to censor his words. Niko rocked back on his heels, a look of shocked incredulity giving his mouth a comical openness. It didn’t last long.

“I did defend myself! There are other ways to defend than to attack directly, Christian. I would have obliterated him, and you, and this entire house! I almost did! I lost control, and almost hurt you even after all was said and done! I called the storm, distracted him enough to get away. But in that state I couldn’t do more or there would have been nothing left in a mile radius! Be thankful all I did was Call the Storm. You should be thankful I have so much control that even when I panic I never let go fully. You have no idea what I’m capable of! How dare you judge me?” Niko ranted, pacing back and forth like a caged animal, eyes flashing and sparks of electricity flickering in his hair and across his fingers. Chris realized he had overstepped some boundary in his anxious questioning. But seeing Niko in such a state was both arousing and intimidating. His righteous anger, like any of the strong emotional states Chris had seen, made him more beautiful. His power always rose closer to the surface when he was in extreme states. It was hypnotizing.

“Your eyes glow when you’re angry, and little sparks flicker across your hair.” Chris shook his head to clear his mind. “And that’s the point Niko! What are you!? How is this even possible? I’m straight! And your like a fucking God or something…I don’t know!? What is going on!? Did you do something to me?” Chris observed as he got up and buttoned his pants, walking over to stand bare-chested in front of Niko.

Niko stilled his restless pacing, staring at Chris in utter shock, as the power flashed within him. Niko took a step into Chris space, glaring daggers at him, and it took all of Chris’ willpower not to flinch at the sight of Niko’s transcendent anger. He’d be damned if he’d showed his fear.

“How dare you ask me that!” It was not a question. Chris realized that fact as a peel of distant thunder rolled across the vault of the sky. “I am no more and no less then I was when I was sucking your cock.” Niko grated, and now Chris did flinch, a grimace slipping past his control which did not go unnoticed by Niko. “What was that look!? Don’t tell me you regret this now! I am nothing more then I was before! AND NO I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING TO YOU! IT WAS ALL YOUR OWN CRAP! I'M NOT THE ONE WHO WAS SLINGING THEIR DIRTY THOUGHTS AROUND LIKE MUD!” Niko fumed. “I thought you wanted this. That you’d understand. I thought you’d be able to handle this, maybe not all of this but at least the attraction! I should have known better!” Niko stilled the restless pacing that he resumed during his ranting. The power in him was coiled so tight his breath stuttered as shining waves of iridescent, coruscating magick rolled and sparkled underneath his skin, his eyes as bright and terrible as the dawn. Niko’s skin shimmered like it was dipped in glitter and lit by the storm raging beneath his flesh as tears slid down his cheeks like liquid crystal. Chris felt absolutely retched, and terrifyingly aroused. He grabbed Niko by the shoulders and Chris felt the magick that rested in Niko, felt it seep into him and it felt good, like an orgasm. Chris shivered in pleasure as energy skittered across his nerves and in his passion he kissed Niko hard and fast and deep. Taking, demanding, and almost punishing Niko with the ruthless pressure of his tongue and lips and teeth as he held Niko’s gaze with his own.

Chris pulled back, still staring into Niko’s dazed eyes, eyes that slowly dimmed as the power faded within him, going to rest in whatever secret place it dwelled. “God your beautiful when angry, it’s like witnessing an Act of God. I’m sorry I said that shit, I didn’t really mean it. I’m just confused, and I need answers.” Chris observed.

A blush rose high on Niko’s cheeks and an impish look of embarrassment flickered on his expressive features. “It’s not polite to point out ones lack of control. I’m sorry. And I’m sorry I yelled like that, I usually have more control then this,” Niko whispered, “But you distract my mind so. You make me feel and think things that no one has ever evoked in me. I’m thrown by you.” Niko dropped his head coyly.

Chris cupped his hands around Niko’s face, tilting his head up to make eye contact, and pulling those luscious lips to his own in a sensual, rewarding kiss. Chris could still taste himself there, and something else, something more. He tasted salty mint and spice, sweet sun-kissed berries, charged ions like in a building storm, and rich water. Chris pulled back; looking into Niko’s unique eyes, “You taste so good; I’ve never tasted a kiss that was anything like this. Why do you taste so good? Why am I so attracted to you? I’m straight. This is so strange. I’ve never felt this way before. I’m not gay, but you…you’re different. What are you?”

“I’m just a guy with an extreme heritage, nothing more or less. And while I’m not human in the way your kind has learned to think of it. We do have a common ancestor; we all come from the same tree. My kind is just… a different leaf.” At the skeptical look quirking Chris’ face Niko quickly amended, “Okay more like a branch actually, but still.”

“So you mean your kind are still of the wise ape’s but of a different evolutionary tree, right?” Chris asked while moving his hands to caress Niko’s jaw and neck.

Niko smiled, caressing his hands up from Chris’ waist to his shoulders and down his arms where he gently caressed the backs of Chris’ hands. Niko took a deep breath, disengaged Chris’ hands from his neck, leaned in towards Chris’ lips and whispered, “Not exactly.” He then planted a quick but deep kiss on Chris’ strong mouth. As Niko stepped back, his features took on a wary cast. Chris did not like this sudden cautiousness; he didn’t like it one bit.

“There’s more…isn’t there?” Chris softly asked before taking a steeling breath as a tingling sensation traveled across his skin. Niko took his hand and led him over to his bed; a bed that was in pristine order, in a room of pristine order; every toppled, disheveled, and overturned object back in its proper place. Niko sat him down on the most luxurious bed Chris had ever felt. His eyes tracked Niko’s every move as he went to shut the bedroom door, then he watched as Niko went to his armoire. Where he finally threw off that blanket robe Chris so admired, giving him a view of those tight luscious buns as he replaced it with a pair of silk pajama bottoms before coming back to the bed Chris sat on.

Niko looked Chris in the eyes and with a sympathetic smile whispered two word Chris now hated to hear, “Much more.”

To be continued….

Sorry guys for the delay, I know it’s been a while but life kinda interrupted me. Hope you enjoyed the next Chapter in the Spellbound Saga. Blessed Be!