Fox 19

"Well I think it's clear that we need to get some things off our chest and out in the open. However we need to be sure that we work this through today. Which means that we can't have you running away again." Levi spoke up and my cheeks burned.

It was never my attention to simply run away but when confronted with something confusing like that I honestly didn't know how to respond other than running away and hiding. Now that I thought about it and I noticed the effects it had on us I wasn't going to do it a second time....well, a third time.

"I'm sorry about that. I'm not very good at confrontation and even worse at explaining myself. It's much easier to run away and hope the situation fixes itself. At least in my mind anyways." I tried to explain.

"It's not easier though Tae and it most certainly fixes nothing." Alistair reprimanded me with a firm voice.

I sighed and nodded my head knowing that he was right. It was ridiculous to think that any situation, especially one this serious, would just fix itself on its own. It had been a while since I really had any sort of drama in my life, since I had no friends and my parents seemed content to leave me to my own devices.

"So who wants to go first?" Levi questioned as he tucked one of his long legs underneath himself and draping an arm behind Alistair on the back of the couch. They allowed me to sit on a chair instead of with them on the couch, knowing that it would make me a bit more comfortable.

"I think Tae should begin and tell us his thoughts." Alistair suggested.

Great. Just what I needed. I definitely didn't want to be the first one to talk. How could I tell them about my past without them completely hating me? I mean who would want someone so broken?

"Don't worry Tae. Just take your time." Levi encouraged.

Had he heard my thoughts? Had he known this entire time what I was thinking. The fact that he could read minds completely slipped my memory. My heartbeat thudded in my ears at the thought of what he already knew about me. All my past transgressions, how depressing my life was, how sick I was; everything.

"Tae?" Alistair had begun but was then silenced as Levi sat forward to stare at me.

"Maybe I should go first and tell you a few things about myself. Would that be better?" He questioned and was satisfied with my head nod as answer.

"First off, yes I can read minds but I don't go searching through anyone's mind unless I see them as a danger. Naturally people put up barriers in their minds around certain things. Events that they themselves don't want to remember, things that they've forgotten or even things that just aren't that important to them.

So to answer your question. No. I haven't read your mind to the extent that I know all your deep, dark secrets. Any time I've read your mind it was because you were practically screaming it at me. I've never delved any deeper than your surface thoughts Tae. I wouldn't do that to you without your permission."

Instantly my I let out a breath I hadn't realize I was holding. That was probably the most relief I had felt in a long time. He chuckled knowing that I was finally calm enough to finish this conversation.

"Secondly, maybe we jumped into this whole mage and familiar thing too quickly. You knew next to nothing about us before we bonded and now here we are at a magical school fighting for our lives." He laughed and I had to agree.

I didn't even think to ask about either of these two before I made the decision to accept their offer. It had just felt right at the time to be bonded to them. It was as if something in me knew that they were meant for me and I was meant for them and I went with it. After a few familiar classes I had been taught that when I get feelings like that one that it's my instinct kicking in.

"So a little bit about me. As you already know, I'm nineteen and I've known Alistair for almost two years now. We've grown close over time but when I first met him I didn't trust him. Granted I didn't really trust a lot of people then." He laughed but it didn't seem cheerful, it seemed almost sarcastic in nature.

"Growing up I lived in a nudist camp and I loved it. It was a completely safe environment where background checks were done on every new family that entered. We were a small community. There were maybe about seventy people total? But we were a close community.

Behind those walls we were free to do as we please, all naked. However once we left the community we had to put back on the clothes, which I hated when I was younger. There was one summer where my parents had to travel for their job; they worked for the same company and worked from home most days.

I was only seven at the time and I was told that I would have to go stay with an uncle for the entire summer. Of course I was annoyed. All my friends would be back home enjoying the summer at the lake or the arcade and I would be stuck with my boring uncle.

They felt bad but they couldn't do anything about it. This was a work trip and they couldn't take me with them but they promised that I would have a great summer and that my uncle would make sure I was entertained. If only they knew how wrong they were at the time." He shook his head.

"I don't want to go into details but it turns out that my uncle wasn't too good of a person. He told me that I didn't have to worry about being naked in front of him. He knew where I was coming from and he didn't expect me to change just because I was staying with him. He told me that there was no one around for miles to see me if I was to run around naked. Which was true. He lived in the countryside and we were surrounded on all sides with nothing but a beautiful forest and wide open stretches of land.

His closest neighbor was about a mile and a half down the road and the nearest town was about a fifteen minute drive away. It was peaceful and I immediately thought that my summer wouldn't be that bad. I figured I could play all sorts of games with my uncle and I guess he thought the same thing.

I trusted him and so I never wore any clothes while there. At first it started off with light touches here and there. I simply thought that he was being an affectionate Uncle but when the touches seemed to linger more and more I began to worry. His touches always made me feel dirty afterwards.

I tried avoiding him but that didn't work and I wanted to call my parents but he told me that they probably wouldn't pick up because they were working hard and that I shouldn't bother them because they would be disappointed in me for not behaving. And I was dumb enough to believe that.

It was about halfway through my summer vacation when things started to get weirder. He wanted me to sit on his lap when we watched movies or he asked for hugs more. When I started wearing clothes more often he would encourage me to take them off, telling me that I didn't have to be ashamed of my lifestyle but it was only making me uncomfortable.

One night he decided that we should have a 'sleepover' of sorts and that I should come sleep in his bed. That was my limit. When he asked I smiled and I nodded my head and he left to go get everything situated in his room and as soon as he was out of the living room I bolted for the door. I had remembered seeing a house on the way here and I ran in that direction, hoping and praying that someone would help me.

I ran as fast as I could that night, stopping any time a pair of high beams appeared on the road, afraid that it was him looking for me. I kept running and hiding, running and hiding until I got to the closest house. I banged on the door like a chick in a horror film until someone angrily snatched open the door, ready to yell at me. Thankfully they called the cops after taking in my appearance and listening to my story.

My parents came back immediately, my dad almost killed my uncle and he's in jail right now. After lots of therapy and some self medicating I began to notice weird things about me I was able to at least stand people again but it took a while to trust anyone new. When I turned fifteen. all my senses seemed to heighten and I was just...better overall. Then I shifted, I met Alistair and blah, blah, blah. You know the rest.

The point is that whatever it is that you're afraid to tell us, don't worry. We're all broken in one way or another but we're here together and we'll be better soon enough." He finished with a bright smile.

After that story I was shocked to see that he was so...alright. He was always so sweet and bright and I didn't know that anything like that had ever happened in his life. He seemed like the type to have to typical happy childhood and perfect life.

If he could endure all that and still come out a decent human being then why couldn't I get over whatever it was that was holding me back? Would it be that hard to just tell them what it was that was troubling me?

"I...I...Um...I used to cut before you met me." I started, my voice barely a whisper. My eyes were fixed on my pant legs as I picked at the hem. "Growing up, I wasn't super popular but I had good friends. Well at least I thought I had good friends. That was until I began to change at fifteen.

The night it happened my parents weren't home as usual. They stayed in the city a lot. They actually have a whole apartment and everything that I've never actually seen before where they stay during the week or whenever they just don't want to come home. I was home alone and went through the change alone one night.

I was scared and it was painful and I just cried half of the night. It was like everything changed inside me at once and I was confused when I woke up to find that my eyesight was extraordinary, that my eyes had changed color and that my hair had done the same thing.

I didn't go to school the next day because I didn't wake up until three in the afternoon. My parents called once and left a message simply telling me that they would be in the city for the next week and that they transferred funds into my account. Once I woke up and got my baring I was shocked to see what I had became.

In my mind I honestly thought I looked pretty cool. I was confused by the whole situation but I didn't think I looked that bad. I went to school, kind of excited to show off my new look. Immediately people took a disliking to my new appearance and I was a little shocked at the reactions I was getting.

They completely turned on me within a week calling me an emo fag. It wasn't hard for them either considering we lived in a smaller town outside of a large city and they were a bunch of closed minded bigots. Before meeting you two I was very much straight, or at least I thought I was.

I had never even looked at another male and yet they had decided on their that I was now gay. My friends ignored me, and the school bullies began to pick on me. I never told my parents anything but they simply thought that I fell in with the wrong crowd. My mom thought that I was wearing contacts to change my appearance and ordered me to take them out and dye my hair back to its natural color.

They were never really there for me either. I mean every once in a while my mother liked to play house and she'd cook breakfast or ask me how my week was. But for the most part I rarely saw them and they didn't care enough to check up on me whenever I was home alone for weeks. It was always my neighbor that would come to see if I was okay or if I needed anything.

After changing our relationship never got better in fact it got worse. At least before my parents had some hope that maybe I'd grow up to be somewhat normal but once my hair and my eyes changed color they just treated me as a stereotypical troubled teen.

Everything was spinning out of control so quickly and I didn't know how to handle it. That's when I started cutting. It started off small with a few cuts here and there. Nothing too deep and that was when I first realized that I was able to heal.

My skin would reattach immediately the second after the blade sliced through the flesh. There was always a minimal amount of blood and no evidence of what I had done besides the pain and the clarity. It was my only outlet. So much so that I would do it every chance I got.

If I was sitting in the back of the class and felt the urge I would sneakily pull out a blade and make a few quick slices in my arm, right below the crook of my elbow. No one was paying attention to me anyways.

The first day that I didn't get the urge to cut was the day I met you two. I remember cutting early that morning but after meeting you in that office it was as if the urge simply disappeared. I didn't bring one razor with me here and it was freeing for a bit but I have to admit that I was going to relapse before when I thought that you two didn't want me." I chuckled and bowed my head lower, hiding my blushing face from them.

"Then after you told me that you did indeed want me I was ecstatic but once you told me that you had been watching me for a year I had mixed emotions. I could have been out of that hell hole a whole year earlier? Had you seen all the shit I went through and just let me go through it alone? Why didn't you step in earlier and take me away from my shitty life?" I questioned finally looking up at them.

Alistair was biting his lip and glancing back and forth at Levi as if he didn't know what to say. Levi draped an arm around him and pulled him to his side as he sighed out. Looking up at me his amber eyes met my own and I waited patiently for what he had to say.

"We wanted to approach you but you had a magical barrier around you. We could never get close enough to you to make contact. For a full year we waited for something, anything that would cause a break in the barrier. There was no real reason to keep coming back and waiting for you because there were other familiars that we probably could have found but you were just perfect.

You drew us...the both of us and we couldn't just drop you. We wanted to get to know you and figure you out but it was strange that we couldn't get within a mile of you. It was frustrating catching the barest glimpses of you from a far and Alistair couldn't see you unless he used magic.

We thought that maybe it was everything magical but we did a few tests and found out that there were a few magical creatures going to your school. Including a family of wolves and two pixies. After a few tries we realized that the barrier was only keeping out mages and familiars. Which was strange considering you're a familiar.

We didn't know you was going through all of that otherwise we would have snatched you up the second we met you. We would have figured something out. But as soon as the barrier dropped we felt it and we went to you. The day you met us was the day after the barrier dropped."

I didn't know what to say about that. I thought that I would get answers to my questions but I came out with more questions. Where had a magical barrier come from? I didn't even know that I had something like that around me. As a matter of fact they were the first magical creatures that I really knew. So who would have done that?

"Tae? Say something." Alistair pouted.

"Hmm?" I hummed before looking up at the two of them. "Sorry, I was just thinking."

"About?" Levi questioned.

"I was thinking about who put a barrier around me..." I answered truthfully.

"We're not sure. We stopped thinking about it after we finally got you." Levi replied with a bright smile.

"Oh." I squeaked, my cheeks warmed instantly.

"Speaking of finally getting you." Levi smirked as he leaned forward on the couch. "What do you think about what else we talked about last night?"

"WH-What are you talking about?" I stuttered and ducked my head trying not to look him directly in the eyes.

"Tae." Levi spoke up firmly kneeling down in front of me. He tucked his finger underneath my chin and lifted it so that I was looking him in his eyes. His bright gold eyes stared back at me with so much hope. "We like you. A lot. There was something about you that attracted us both and it was what kept us coming back to you.

Granted at first it was simply a physical connection but the more we saw you, no matter how creepy that sounds, the more we learned about you. I once saw you sitting in the forest, underneath a tree simply humming a tune as you did some homework. You would scrunch up your nose every time a small creature would happen your way before shooing it off.

Then once we were able to finally meet you we instantly knew that you were right for us. That first day when you stood up for Alistair and was ready to fight to protect him when you barely even knew him spoke volumes to us. Even if no one else knew it we could see that you had a heart of gold."

"You are one of the strongest people I know. Even after hearing everything that you went through and how neglected you were growing up you turned out very well. You're an amazing person who deserves the world." Alistair continued where Levi left off.

I couldn't believe what they was saying. I felt the tears brimming in my eyes and I wanted so badly to wipe it away but I couldn't. I couldn't move an inch I was so stunned. They were both so amazing and it made it easier to accept my feelings for them both.

Instead of answering I leaned forward, just slightly and pressed my lips to Levi's, closing my eyes and just relishing the feeling of our lips pressed together. His hand wrapped up around my neck as he tugged at the short hair at the nape of my neck pulling me deeper into the lip bruising kiss.

His tongue delved deep into my mouth as a moan slipped out. A hand snaked up the inside of my shirt, fingers grazing my taut nipples as I panted heavily. Pulling away from Levi momentarily I looked up at him and groaned when he leaned in and began to kiss and nip at my neck as Alistair continued to tug and pinch at my hardened buds.

"You're so cute when you moan." Alistair teased before leaning up and pressing his lips to my own. His kiss was more gentle than Levi and I expected that. He was softer and sweeter than the always energetic and forceful red head. Our lips moved together like a planned symphony and I melted into him. He pulled away and pecked my lips a few more times before sitting back and just looking at me.

Levi nipped my neck once more, a little harder than before than kissed the sweet pain away just before he sat back as well. His eyes glowed bright as he stared down at me. A low growl slipped past his lips as he turned his head, gripped the hair at the back of Alistair's head and smashed their lips together.

It was the hottest thing I had ever seen.

Alistair cheeks were bright red, his hands clenched the front of Levi's shirt trying desperately to keep from drowning in the sheer passion that exuded from his familiar. His chest was rising and falling quickly as he tried to keep from succumbing easily to Levi's actions. The whole scene before me drew me in and I wanted to be a part of it.

"L-Levi. Wa-Wait...We can't..." Allistair breathed heavily as he tilted his head back giving access to Levi as he nipped and sucked.

"Why not?" Levi hummed as he kept attack Alistair's neck.

"T-Tae..."

"He knows how we feel. There's no need to hide anymore." Levi smirked into Alistair's neck before looking over at me. "Right Tae?"

My breath hitched in my throat. How do I respond to that. He was putting me on the spot big time. Watching them had my heart skipping a beat, my pants tightening, and my arousal spiking but could I tell them that?

"Right..." I barely muttered.

There was no need to hide and I didn't want them to. Even worse I wanted to join. I wanted to be right on the other side of Alistair torturing him just the same, listening to his sweet moans, tasting his delicate flesh. The thought alone had me scooting closer to the sensual pair.

"Great! And on that note I think it's about time we get some rest. We didn't sleep last night and we'll run ourselves ragged if we continue like this." Levi laughed as he jumped up and away from the two of us.

Whining we both looked up at him annoyed that he had left us wanting. How dare he get us worked up and then leave us hanging like this? Looking up at him I pouted hoping that he would come back and finish what he started.

"That won't work on me." He laughed. "Every one to the bedroom. We're going to lay down and then we can go to dinner later."

"Meanie." Alistair pouted before turning to me. "He always does this to me. He gets me so worked up that I end up coming back and begging him to finish."

He huffed before standing up and following Levi to the bedroom. It was strange that everything had been cleared up so easily, so quickly. All it took was a little bit of communication and just like that my life was completely different and I couldn't be happier.

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