Chapter One Hundred And Forty Three - Saewulf Sigmis

Author's note; There is a little 18+ fun midway.

There were many changes over the next year, not least to the size and scale of the village. Many, many new homes had to be built on the more solid grounds that were scattered within the swampland. Not only were they needed to shelter the newcomers, but the many new families that had formed since the tradition was relaxed and younger men felt more able to woo those coming of age.

Of course, there would be those who opted to chose an Elder as their husband, for this is what they had been raised to believe was right and that an Elder offered them better status and protection. However, there were less Elders pursuing them, as those men's wives refused to allow their husband to add to the harem and others were swayed into following the newcomers ways. Who knew that following your heart could be so romantic? Did those couples not look perfect together? They did not just see Elyas and Seven, who altered his name to 'Saewulf,' but also the mage couple Jenefer and Lewin, who had run away together from the Kingdom and their betrothed to be together!

To speed construction, the earth mages were taken by the warrior hunters to the mountains to collect stone and Leif and Eight would seek fallen, deceased trees and large branches as they traipsed around the forest for ingredients for potions. Eight was now known as Eulalia and was a Witch apprentice. Jenefer and Fleur (Two) had decided to clean the girl up and a delicate rose had appeared from the mess of brambles. Many of the unwed men had sought her out, but respected her wishes when she refused them. She had already found someone who made her feel like summoning vines to entrap.

Herebert suddenly felt cold, but couldn't identify what was causing it, so continued with his daily task of purifying the water in the large nearby lake, hoping that it could eventually be filled with fresh water fish from the underground pools, something that no one had thought about until Lewin had suggested it. It would be a good supplement to their future diets and provide more provisions in the future.

Many of the Elders retained their harems, although Elder Rootfern lost two girls, who actually preferred each other's company to that of a man and Elder Barkridge lost five wives, two men and three women. In fact only his first wife remained as she had born him most of his children before his issues had begun. She now ruled his roost and he had to abide by her wishes or lose her as well. Elder Calarook was basically under house arrest enforced by his own wives to stop his wandering eye and his attempts at disturbing the tentative balance that was already beginning to emerge. So many were happier without the tradition than with and it was already clear to see.

Amongst the first batch of youthful weddings was actually Six, or Samuel as he had come to be known. On the hunting trip to the mountain, he had come to know a warrior called Innis, who was around five years his senior. They had become close during their time in the mountain, Innis was able to subdue somewhat the hyperactive boy and soon had Samuel purring like a kitten at his feet. Whenever Innis was on guard duty or hunting in the mountains, Samuel would be by his side.

Much to everyone's surprise, Elyas and Saewulf also wed, surprise as no one had thought to reveal that Leif had lied about Saewulf's age in order to protect him. No one was surprised that about the marriage itself. They moved into a tall hut made from a huge, old stump that had been discovered in the forest. The rest of the tree was also been brought back by a convoy of warriors and earth mages and Leif. It appeared to have once been caught by a lightning strike, felled and slightly burnt but not completely destroyed by the storm. It had taken weeks to hollow the stump, chunks of rotten wood disposed of, better wood destined to become bowls and plates, but it was tall enough to create a mezzanine for sleeping. The downstairs space had become dedicated as a kitchen, eating space.

Elyas had continued his apprenticeship for a short while under the Village mages, however his abilities outshone the majority of working magi, so he was named a full mage after just three months and worked with other mages keep the fog thick and torches lit.  Saewulf, despite not having magical ability had much knowledge of poisons so worked as an assistant to Leif and Eulalia.  Naturally, Elyas enjoyed returning to his new home and wife the most.

"Sae, I am home!" He called out as he entered their cosy home.  He chuckled, it was so much more humble than anything they had lived in before, even their very first apartment had been more spacious than this.  Still, it had it's advantages.

"I'm up here!"  Elyas climbed up the wooden ladder to find Sae sprawled out naked on a bed of furs and growled beneath his breath.  Swiftly, he divested himself of his robes and crawled over the smirking boy who shamelessly eyed his slightly toned body.  He had not managed to form the abdominals that he had desired, but when Sae looked at him as if he was perfectly delicious and ready to taste, he found he no longer cared.

Sae's own body was far more sculptured in this life, though still leaning on the smaller side, his form was a compact array of muscles and taut flesh. Elyas lovingly ran his tongue along those lines, causing Sae to softly shiver. As Sae's head pushed back, exposing and lengthening his neck, Elyas bit at his throat before claiming his soft lips. Sae's arms reached to embrace the boy shadowing him, their tongues dancing together and mouths moving in time to the rising beats of their hearts. Elyas let his weight fall upon his lover, lightening the burden only at his knees as their limbs entwined. Sae wrapped his legs around Elyas' hips and pushed his hips aloft to grind their hardened silk enveloped flesh together.

"Saewulf," Elyas panted as his mind rapidly became lost to the pleasure. With the last vestiges of sobriety, he slipped one hand down Sae's chest and waist, easing between the tight embrace of his legs to stroke the soft roundness of his rear and in between. Gently, he slipped a finger over and into the tight ring of muscle with a soft groan following a revelation. "You touched yourself?"

Sae nodded, amused by Elyas' reaction regarding that discovery and murmured softly; "While I was waiting for you." Elyas dived upon his open mouth as if attempting to swallow his confession, while his fingers moved to widen the already willing opening that he might invade it, fill it soon. He deepened his touch, seeking the bundle of nerves he knew lurked within the dark passage. He knew he had succeeded when Sae bucked beneath him and cried out. He teased it for a while longer enjoying the knowledge that he was causing his lover to writhe beneath him, but he was still a teenage boy at this time with a teenager's patience.

He lined his hard, aching member with Sae's beckoning entrance and thrust forward, sinking in one push to the depths. Sae was just as impatient, unwilling to wait though it was for his body to adjust that Elyas paused. He used the strength of his legs to deepen even more their connection and moved his hips when even that seemed no longer sufficient. Elyas groaned, withdrawing slowly from Sae's body, before slamming forcefully into him. Sae voiced his delight as Elyas repeated his action once more and yet again. He clung to his husband as the older boy became lost to the pleasures that his body gave him and chased his release. Despite the roughness, despite the slither of pain caused as Elyas' thrust mercilessly into him, he felt as if he too was being pushed to the brink, his husband's throbbing appendage taunting the heart of his anal passage. His own member was sliding against Elyas' stomach, leaking its cloudy nectar before suddenly bursting its abundant seed between them. Elyas swiftly followed suit, emptying into his boy with satisfaction.

"Sorry," Elyas panted into Sae's shoulder, their bodies still connected. "This body is too young to last long, you feel too amazing."

Sae laughed softly, the sound like a chime of golden bells to Elyas' ears. The boy reached down to touch the root of his husband's member, it immediately began to move in response. "There are other benefits to youth," he mentioned. "Such as the ability to recover quickly." Elyas quickly proved his boy's theory true.

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Sae had fallen sound asleep following the third time that he and Elyas chased the pleasure within each other. Elyas was not yet able to close his eyes, but his body hummed in contentment. He lie next to Sae savouring his warmth and toyed with his magic, first creating fire that burned cold then warm, before experimenting with just the aspect of light rather than heat. His fire burned a myriad of colours before forming into actual images of people. He had once seen a sun mage create images with his light, so brought forth scenes within his fire instead.

As he played, Sae stirred beside him, perhaps awoken due to the flickering light. "What are you doing?" He asked, his voice slightly hoarse from crying out so many times in the depth of the sensations.

"Oh, I'm sorry love," Elyas dismissed his flames and leaned over to kiss Sae between his watery, pale eyes. "I didn't mean to wake you."

"It's alright," Sae replied. "Show me that again."

Elyas summoned his fire, which danced over his hand before forming the figures and faces of his old dorm mates, the ones he had left behind. "These are whom Lewin, Herebert and I studied with," he told the boy. "We were quite close and they were good friends. I sometimes miss them, though I am very glad that I had the opportunity to know them." The image altered again. "This boy is Patrick. He considered himself my rival. His expression was somewhat amazing when it finally dawned on him that he was no where near my league." Sae chuckled along with him. That had been a small highlight when notice of his transfer had occurred. The image morphed into that of two men, one with silver hair and one with gold. "These were my Teachers, Teacher Exalos and Vitalous."

Sae suddenly lapsed into silence, Elyas turned to him to realise that he had fallen into his child state, as Leif had named it. He sighed and hugged the boy close, his flames vanishing into the darkness. He patiently waited for Sae to emerge so that they might enjoy a late dinner together. However, he ended up waiting a long time.