Sword of Kings
Chapter 30 – A Route Through the Mountains

by Bill W

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The party traveled for many minutes, but because the going was slow and arduous, they hadn't put a great deal of distance between them and their attackers. Alaric was beginning to worry the snow apes might be following and catching up to them, so he looked over his shoulder, to see what those creatures were doing. He was relieved to see them still lingering on the valley floor, but it wasn't long before his exhilaration began to fade. Suddenly, he remembered another danger. Cautiously, he began to lift his head toward the heavens and out of the corner of his eye he caught a hint of movement. Without hesitating, Alaric understood what was happening and reacted accordingly. “Stop! Press close to the boulders,” he cried out, alerting the others.

Those closest to Alaric heeded his advice immediately, but not everyone heard what the elf had said. Rhys, Turquinine, Alaric and the three boys all responded to his alarm quickly and sought cover. Qaim, Hadwin and the two dwarfs, who were at the front of the group, didn't hear the elf's warning and kept climbing. Garreth saw what was happening and opened his mouth to scream at the others, but immediately found Alaric's hand clamped over his lips. At first, he was confused as to why the older elf had done this, because he felt someone should give Hadwin and the dwarfs another warning, but then the reason for the Alaric's actions began to sink in.

Still wrapped up in Alaric's grip and blending into the shadows, Garreth glanced up to see if he could spot the condor. When he wasn't able to locate it right away, he returned his gaze to the slope. He was concerned about those in the lead and realized the grave jeopardy they were unintentionally placing themselves in, so he wanted to see if they had become aware of the danger yet. When he saw they hadn't, he wanted to do something more, but couldn't think of anything appropriate. Feeling powerless, he just went limp in Alaric's grasp and remained silent.

Kieren was also gravely concerned about Qaim, Hadwin, Quintain and Sedain, but his mind was also consumed by a variety of other frightening thoughts. Visions of what had happened to Doenilio were flashing before his eyes, making him relive that terrible moment all over again. He knew he had been responsible for the dwarf's fate and understood he couldn't let anything like that happen again. He thought about yelling a warning to those in front of him, to keep them from being harmed, but then he remembered the advice the warriors had given him after the condor had snatched up Doenilio. He understood he could not vocalize his concern and raise an alarm, for that might alert the condor to their presence and put them all at risk. As much as it pained him not to act, he remained silent and still.

Kieren's attention now focused on the warriors nearest him. He hoped they might be able to think of a way to alert the others, but that didn't happen. Disheartened, Kieren turned his gaze toward the four who were still moving up the mountainside and he telepathically tried to warn them about the danger. He was still confused as to why they hadn't either noticed no one was behind him or looked up and spotted the condor nearby. Why hadn't Qaim sensed the danger? If the condor was semi-magical, shouldn't Qaim have been able to feel its presence?

Desperate, Kieren attempted to clairvoyantly communicate with the foursome, while he prayed for a miracle. No matter how hard he tried, that didn't seem to help either. Qaim, Hadwin and the two dwarfs continued to trudge up the rocky slope; completely unaware the others were no longer following them. They had no idea anything was amiss until the area around them suddenly began to grow dark. Immediately, this caught their attention and they recognized what it meant. Panicked, they looked for the nearest place to hide and sought refuge against a large boulder. As they moved into the shadows, Sedain pondered whether the condor might have already spotted them.

Kieren's heart leapt with joy when he saw the others duck out of sight. He wondered if one of them had heard his unspoken warning and alerted the others, but he soon realized the possibility of that happening was highly unlikely. Therefore, he put it completely out of his mind. Regardless of the reason for them taking cover, he was extremely thankful they had discovered the danger and reacted in time.

Even though the four of them had moved into a more secluded location, it did not mean they were completely safe. Unfortunately, Qaim's overly hysterical reaction to the situation was suddenly creating other problems for them. When they raced for cover, their frightened guide tried to force his way behind Quintain, in an effort to seek additional protection from the aerial threat. Seeing the dwarf already had his body pressed firmly against the stony outcropping, the aignx was unable to find a safe haven there. Undaunted, Qaim looked for another opportunity.

Instinctively, the aignx made his way toward the next warrior, seeking an alternative hiding-place, and that's when things began to get out of hand. When Qaim attempted to wedge his body between Sedain and the rocky surface, he caused the diminutive soldier to lose his balance, fall and expose his position. Alarmed, the dwarf hurriedly scrambled back to his feet, but he had no idea whether the condor noticed what had happened. Involuntarily, Sedain shuddered at the thought of what it might mean for them all.

Seeing Sedain was no longer in a position to protect him, Qaim moved on to the next person and tried to force his body between Hadwin and the boulder. The Nardinian had seen what the aignx had done to the dwarf and was prepared for their guide's next move. In an attempt to prevent another accident, Hadwin allowed Qaim to go where he desired. Once the aignx was in position, Hadwin pressed his body against Qaim's, trapping him against the rocky surface. Hadwin did this to ensure their furry guide would feel safe, yet remain still, which would increase all of their chances to survive this encounter.

Now that everyone was out of sight and the situation was under control, Sedain suddenly thought about the rest of the party. Frantically, he scanned the mountainside, to determine if they were safe as well. Since he couldn't discern any movement below him, he assumed each of the others had also taken cover and were just waiting for the threat to pass. Satisfied that everyone else was taking the necessary precautions, the dwarf slowly turned his face skyward, looking for their nemesis.

Gliding effortlessly in the air above them was the condor and it appeared to be scanning the ground beneath it. Sedain couldn't comprehend how it could have possibly missed noticing them before they moved out of the open or not seen him when he took his spill. Therefore, he was convinced the bird was going to swoop down for him at any second. He was watching it carefully and wasn't surprised when it suddenly began to plunge toward the ground.

Instinctively, he closed his eyes and began to make peace with his gods, conceding his time was up. Realizing there was little he could do to prevent the inevitable, he figured it best if he met his fate with dignity and serenity, so he prepared himself for the bird's sharp talons. As he waited to be plucked from his hiding place, something distracted him. It was the sound of a wail and it emanated from somewhere close by.

In an attempt to discover what was happening, Sedain opened his eyes again. He was amazed the condor hadn't attacked him and didn't immediately piece together what was happening. However, within seconds, he began to fear the beast had grabbed another member of the group instead of him. His heart sank, as he wondered who it might have been, and his body tensed with uncertainty. He didn't have long to pursue these thoughts, however, because he was distracted once again, when more commotion arose from the valley below.

Looking in that direction, Sedain began to see what was happening. It was the snow apes that were causing the tumult. He watched keenly as the frightened creatures ran frantically about, in an attempt to avoid their attacker. The animals were screeching loudly, their terror very evident, as they made a futile effort to hide. They were running aimlessly to and fro and it was clear they had no idea where to go or how to conceal themselves out on the plains. Their biggest problem was that their white fur coats made them highly visible from nearly every vantage point and there was little they could do to negate that disadvantage. Fortunately for most of them, however, it no longer mattered. The condor had already seized a victim. Even though the remaining snow apes wouldn't become aware the threat had passed for several more minutes, they were safe for now.

When Alaric gave the all-clear signal several minutes later, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and slowly emerged from their hiding places. Kieren immediately began to count noses, to make sure everyone was present. He quickly located the four who had been in the most danger and watched them briefly, as they made their way back down the slope. Kieren had always been aware of Turquinine's presence, because the giant knight had remained by his side throughout the entire ordeal. Kieren was also able to quickly spot Romaric and Rhys, who were still together. The Akiktite had stayed close to Romaric, to help keep him safe, so they emerged at nearly the same instant as well. Finally, Kieren spied Alaric, but that wasn't enough to placate him. He knew something was wrong. The teen rapidly scanned the area again, knowing one person was still missing. When he realized who it was, he totally panicked.

“Where's Garreth?” Kieren screamed, hysterically. His face had almost completely drained of blood and an immense horror radiated from his eyes, as he continued to look for his friend. The others began to turn and scan the area too, wondering what had happened to the elf, when a meek voice broke the silence.

“I'm here,” Garreth responded, as he emerged from behind Alaric. He had remained in the shadow of the boulder and only came out when he heard Kieren ask about him.

Seeing his friend emerge into the daylight, Kieren rushed toward him and gave him a tremendous hug, grateful that he was all right. “I was worried when I couldn't find you,” Kieren explained, once he broke his embrace.

“I'm fine,” Garreth advised him, even though he was suffering some discomfort from all this unwanted attention.

Now they were sure everyone was accounted for, they let their attention turn to other concerns. “I think it best we not stay here,” Hadwin commented. “We need to get moving before the snow apes let their hunger overcome their fear or that miserable bird returns.”

“Hadwin is quite correct,” added Sedain, before he spun around and took off up the slope again. The others quickly fell into position behind him and began to move away from their exposed location.

The dwarfs believed they would be less likely to encounter more threats at the higher altitudes, so they pushed the others to begin the arduous climb upward, while angling in the direction of Treblanc. Kieren was the first to notice it was getting cooler as they traveled higher, so he pulled his hood over his head for warmth. Garreth noticed him doing so and brought that fact to Romaric's attention too, so it wasn't long before both of them were following suit. The others also seemed to notice the increased chill in the air, but thought nothing more about it - until they began to encounter snow.

“Isn't it a bit early for this?” Rhys questioned.

“Yes, it is,” Quintain answered, “but it's not unheard of. It probably won't snow for long at this level, because it is premature. These occurrences are generally brief and the snow usually melts rapidly when this happens.”

The three boys had not been listening to what was being said. Instead, they were focusing their complete attention upon the white flakes, which were gently cascading around them. At first they hadn't really been aware of them and only noticed a cool dampness, as the precipitation landed on their exposed skin. However, that quickly changed. It wasn't long before the teens found themselves totally engrossed with the delicate winter wonders that were gently drifting around them.

Having grown up in the Woods of Wildoness and its moderate climate, they had never seen snow before, so they were instantly intrigued by its beauty and apparent delicate structure. The teens were in awe as they watched the flakes melt in their palms when they tried to catch them, because they didn't realize the snow would do that. They became even more fascinated after a sufficient quantity had accumulated on the rocks around them, making it possible to scoop it up, so they could explore it further. Expecting it to melt quickly, they were amazed to discover they could pack it together and mold it into rounded balls of white.

“Qaim no like,” the aignx commented, while watching what the boys were doing. He certainly wasn't hesitant to indicate his lack of appreciation for their new plaything. “Too cold,” he added.

The boys didn't pay attention to what the aignx said. Instead, they began pelting each other with their harmless weapons. Soon everyone was ducking or trying to take cover, to keep from being struck by the errant projectiles. Some of these snowy orbs inadvertently hit some of the others in the party, instead of their intended targets, and those mistakes were ill received. Qaim was one of the first to be struck and he objected to the offense quite comically. The aignx wailed and grabbed the spot on his chest where he had been struck, acting as if he had been mortally wounded. This stopped the warriors in their tracks, as they turned to see what all the commotion was about.

“We do not have time for this,” Quintain scolded the boys, as loudly as he dared, but the trio continued to run from one accumulation point to the next, gathering what snow was there.

“You must not wander away from us,” Hadwin warned the trio even more sternly. “We don't know what other threats are out here and there is still the condor.” Even though he had issued that warning, the Nardinian was not trying to end their fun. Watching their playful exploits had brought back fond memories of similar activities from his youth and he was actually jealous of their ability to enjoy themselves, at least temporarily. However, he had to make sure they didn't place themselves in any more danger, so he watched them closely, as they continued to fire the projectiles at one another, or occasionally at one of the adult members of the party.

Alaric was not offended by the teen's playfulness either and was even tempted to throw snowballs back at them, as this was as new to him as it was to the boys. The dwarfs, however, were disgusted by everyone's childish actions and thought this entire fiasco inappropriate. Turquinine was also not amused by the boys' folly. Even though he hardly felt the impact from the snowballs when they slammed into his massive frame, he did not have a sense of humor for such foolishness and was rapidly losing his patience. Upon being hit by another barrage of snowballs, the giant knight finally reached his breaking point.

“Enough,” Turquinine bellowed, causing everyone to stop in his tracks.

Even though the teens wanted to continue their antics, they were stunned by the sternness of the Mitikuan's response and the harshness of his follow-up glare, so they reluctantly obeyed. Besides being a little winded from running around and sore from where they had been hit, the teens also acknowledged their fingers were beginning to ache too. Their hands had grown cold and numb from packing so many snowballs, so they tried to find a way to warm them. The boys did this by placing their palms in their armpits, blowing warm air from their lungs onto their fists or by wrapping their hands into the folds of their cloaks, as they got underway again.

While they tried to get feeling back into their fingers, the group continued to climb farther up the slopes, moving gradually into the upper reaches of the mountains. They kept going until they discovered a ridge, running almost parallel to the valley floor, and decided to use it as their route forward. This discovery offered them a somewhat flat walkway, over which they could travel fairly easily, and the dwarfs thought this looked as if it might lead them close to their intended destination. Carefully, the party set off along this narrow shelf, feeling a little more confident about what they were doing.

As they moved forward, the snow continued to accumulate on the ground and began to adhere to the soles of their boots. This made it more difficult for them to walk and their footing continued to grow more treacherous, which slowed their pace down to not much more than a crawl. The dwarfs knew they would have to find a place to camp soon, as the traveling was becoming more difficult and everyone was beginning to tire from all the exertion. Sedain and Quintain began to check out all the different areas they passed, hoping to find something suitable. After many more minutes of travel, they still hadn't come across anything appropriate. The dwarfs also realized their friends couldn't continue like this for much longer, so they decided to bring them to a halt.

“We're going to take a few minutes to rest,” Quintain advised them, as soon as the others had gathered around him. “Even though this area is large enough to pause safely for now, there is not sufficient room to make camp for the night. Therefore, I'm going to scout ahead for a place to spend the evening. Stay with

Sedain while I'm gone and please be very careful,” he warned, directing his comments at the boys. “The mountains are still treacherous, especially if you let down your guard.”

Moments later, the dwarf disappeared from sight, as he began to scout the surrounding areas for an appropriate campsite. Quintain continued to follow the ledge for quite a ways, but he found no spot suitable for a shelter. Discouraged, the dwarf started climbing the slope, to see if he could find someplace more appropriate. He was hoping to find a cave or even an overhang to protect them while they slept, but he found neither. Frustrated, he began to search for any spot they could bed down comfortably upon, hopefully a place that was also somewhat sheltered from the elements. He was growing anxious and concerned, because he didn't have long before the light would begin to disappear, which would make finding a campsite even more difficult.

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“Do you think something happened to Quintain?” Kieren asked, sensing the dwarf had been gone far too long. In actuality, he was just verbalizing what many of the others were thinking.

“I'm sure he's fine,” Sedain responded, trying to sound positive, even though he still harbored some doubts of his own. “Sometimes it just takes a little longer than expected to locate the proper place.”

“Maybe we shouldn't have let him go off alone,” Romaic followed. “I think we should have had someone else go with him.”

“I believe you're making too much of this,” Sedain stated, still trying to reassure everyone. He was just about ready to say more, when Quintain unexpectedly reappeared. The dwarf was somewhat amazed by the enthusiasm with which he was welcomed back, but he brushed it off quickly, because he knew they had to get moving.

“I have found a place that is fairly open and flat,” Quintain told them, as the others began to accept their fears for his safety had been unfounded. “You will have to do some climbing to reach it, because it's a little higher up the mountainside. It's not going to be easy to get there, but it is the only location I could find that would be suitable for a camp. It will also give us a little protection from the elements.”

“I really don't think it's wise to be heading farther up into the mountains,” Alaric warned. “As you yourself have stated earlier, it snows more at the higher levels, so I think we should move down the slope instead.”

“First of all, we don't have time to find a suitable location there and we don't know what other threats we might find closer to the base of the mountains,” Quintain responded. “Actually, the rain might be harder to deal with than the snow?”

“Why doth thou sayeth that?” Turquinine wondered.

“Because the rainwater will flow down the slopes and possibly puddle where we want to bed down,” the dwarf explained. “It will also soak through everything much faster and make everyone more miserable.”

“But won't we be more exposed in the snow?” Rhys wanted to know. “I would think the dark colors of our clothing would stand out against the white background and make us easier to spot.”

“A fine dusting of snow has already accumulated on our outer garments,” Sedain explained, “helping us to blend in. Given a little time, the snow will help to hide our shelter and cover our tracks too. Besides, we'll be less likely to encounter other threats the higher we go, because most of the dangerous animals don't normally choose to dwell in those areas either.”

“But we are not equipped for such conditions,” Alaric declared. “Not only do we lack appropriate heavy clothing, most of us have never had to deal with things of this nature. We are ill prepared for what you are suggesting.”

“We'll just have to cope the best we can,” Quintain informed him. “It won't be easy, but it's something we must do.”

“Why?” Turquinine challenged. “I still seeth no compelling reasons for venturing higher. I understandth there wilst be unknowns facing us regardless of which direction we go, but methinks it best we stay our present course.”

“True, there will be unknowns no matter what,” Quintain acknowledge, “but there will be fewer of these to deal with if we continue to move to the upper levels. You'll just have to trust my brother's and my knowledge concerning such matters.” Although Alaric, Rhys and Turquinine were still not totally convinced about this, they acknowledged the dwarfs did have the advantage of experience on their side, so they bowed to their judgment.

“I must also warn you to keep on the lookout for wildlife as we move on,” Quintain warned them. “While I was scouting, I did see signs of animals moving about at this level. Although they might not be as large as the snow apes, it doesn't mean they are any less dangerous.”

The others acknowledged Quintain's advice, before they began to follow him. It only took them a few minutes to reach the spot where they would begin their climb. As they started up the slope, each of them realized the dwarf had not underestimated the difficulty in getting there. It was indeed be a tough place to reach.

As their diminutive guide led the way, he pointed out where there were hand and foot holds in the rocky slopes. He hoped this would help the others find it slightly easier to make the ascent. The rest of them followed the dwarf willingly, although it wasn't long before their fingers and toes started to grow numb from the cold. Slowly, they climbed higher, looking forward to reaching this safe haven. Sedain brought up the rear of the group, to help the stragglers and to protect their backsides, in case other dangers should suddenly appear. He was more experienced in this terrain and in dealing with the creatures that lived in the area, so he felt obligated to stay at the back of the formation until they arrived at their destination.

Nearly everyone seemed to be at least slightly disappointed when they finally reached the location, because it didn't appear to be anything special. It was flat and wide, that was true, but it was also out in the open. There wasn't really any shelter to protect them from the elements, so to speak, and the ground had a moderate collection of snow upon it. The only good thing about this place was that it was on the leeward side of a wall of boulders, which would help to protect them from the icy chill generated by the gusts of wind and blowing snow. It was getting late, so it would have to do, but it was far from ideal.

Hadwin, however, did not seem as disheartened about the location as the others were. Uncharacteristically, he quickly appraised the positive assets of the site and determined how to best put them to use. He rapidly surmised the boulders could be used as one side of a shelter and the base from which they could secure a makeshift tent. Hadwin went on to assess how they could construct a temporary refuge and explained his suggestion to the others. He told them that if they were willing to donate some of their blankets to this endeavor, he would be able to rig a suitable haven from the weather.

Each of the boys quickly offered one of their two blankets, agreeing they could huddle together using their remaining bedding. The two dwarfs and Hadwin and Alaric each agreed to double-up as well, thus freeing up some of their blankets for this purpose, but everyone agreed that Turquinine and Rhys were both too large to share a blanket with anyone else. For that reason, those two would sleep alone. Qaim, on the other hand, already had his fur coat to keep him warm and he always shied away from the others when sleeping anyway, so everyone assumed he would chose to sleep alone as well. They had all come to expect the aignx to rely on his own instincts and wits during the evening hours, because that's what he always did.

As Hadwin explained how to make the shelter, the others listened intently. He had them connect some of their blankets together in such a way as to make one very large piece of cloth, which was then used as the main part of the tent. The rear of the shelter was secured about the boulders, while their thrusting weapons were jammed into the snowy ground to help support other sections of the cloth. Once the tent was partially completed, Hadwin weighted down the sides with snow, so the wind wouldn't blow through the bottom. When he was satisfied with his work, he used the remaining blanket to make a flap, which he used to cover the front of the tent and completely enclosed their temporary home. Once inside, they found it was rather cozy and offered welcomed relief from the gusting wind and falling snow. When the front flap was closed, it grew very dark inside, so they braced open a corner of the covering to let in what little light still remained.

The others complimented Hadwin on his makeshift shelter and thanked him for giving them a place to get out of the storm. Now that they felt somewhat comfortable, they all took the opportunity to change into fresh clothing. Hurriedly, they shed their wet garments and dried their bodies as best they could, before putting on the new apparel. They moved quite quickly, because they suddenly became chilled when disrobing, but they all felt much better once they were dressed in dry clothes again.

“Do you think the condor will discover us here?” Romaric asked, as they sat down and tried to settle in.

“No,” responded Sedain. “First of all, it's getting dark and I believe the weather is too bad for the condor to fly. Second, I'm sure the snow is accumulating quickly enough on the exterior to make our sanctuary blend in with the surrounding area and cover any signs of our passing. We should be able to rest here safely until morning, although we should still post a guard, just to make certain.”

Convinced by his answer and able to put their worries aside, they all began to realize how hungry they were. They started to rummage through their gear, to select something suitable to silence their grumbling bellies. While they were going about this task, one of the boys posed another question. “Can't we build a fire,” Garreth asked, “to help us keep warm?”

“That would not be prudent,” Rhys commented. “The light from a fire would disclose our location to anyone who happened to see it.”

“Make fire inside shelter,” Qaim suggested, naively.

“We can't do that, as it might set the blankets ablaze,” Hadwin quickly offered. “Even if that didn't happen, there would be no place for the smoke to go, so we'd probably all suffocate.”

“The point is moot anyway,” Quintain added, “because I doubt we could find sufficient material dry enough to burn in the first place.” Suddenly, everyone knew this to be true, so the discussion ended. No matter how uncomfortable it would be, they would have to do without a fire.

By now they were engulfed in nearly total darkness and it was the youthful trio who first decided it was time for sleep. They had previously picked out their spot, near the boulders at the rear of the shelter, and set out their bedding. They started by spreading some of their clothing on top of the snow, to insulate them from the cold, before placing one of their blankets over that. Once they laid down, using their packs as pillows, they drew the other two blankets over them, to trap their body heat. They were nearly asleep when the others made a move to follow their lead. Eventually, the warriors crawled into their bedding, which they set up in a similar fashion as the boys had done. It wasn't long before the only one still awake was the guard on duty.

Sometime during the night, Kieren felt something jostling him slightly. Cautiously, he opened his eyes, to see what it was. That's when he discovered Romaric masturbating and trying to take care of his sexual needs. “Would you like some help with that?” Kieren whispered in Romaric's ear, trying to keep as quiet as he could. Even in the dim light, he could see Hadwin was still awake and standing guard, even if he wasn't looking in their direction.

“Sure, if you want,” Romaric responded, encouragingly, pleased to discover he might not have to satisfy himself.

Kieren responded swiftly and reached across Romaric's body, eagerly wrapping his hand around the elf's already engorged member. Kieren began to stroke it, but seeing he was on the wrong side of Romaric to use his dominant hand, he opted to do something else. Slowly, he slid under the blanket and moved his head toward Romaric's groin, so he could slip the elf's penis into his mouth. Romaric let out a groan when he felt the warm, moist lining of Kieren's mouth envelop his turgid tool.

“Keep it down,” Kieren whispered. “We don't want to draw Hadwin's attention back here.” Romaric nodded in response, even though Kieren couldn't see that's what he was doing.

Without hesitation, Kieren went back to work on Romaric. Slowly, he ran his tongue around the head, making sure to let it run underneath the ridge as well. After a minute or so of doing that, he began to bob his head up and down on his friend's erection, while simultaneously sucking on it. Romaric must have been pleasuring himself for quite some time before Kieren awoke, because he was already quite aroused. Therefore, it didn't take long before he reached the point of no return and spewed his load down Kieren's throat. Kieren never minded when this happened. In fact, he had come to enjoy the taste of his friend's love nectar, so he swallowed it willingly. Once Romaric was completely drained. Kieren slid back up to his proper position, so he could lie back down.

Within a minute or so, Romaric had recovered and was slipping under the covers to return the favor. He eagerly followed the same process, although he spent a little more time sucking on Kieren's testicles and running his tongue up and around his shaft, before he closed his mouth over Kieren's organ. Kieren began to buck his hips, to match Romaric's motions, when he heard another voice.

“Hey, what about me?” Garreth whispered in his other ear. Kieren turned his head in that direction, until he was looking in Garreth's eyes. Kieren gave him a smile before he spoke.

“When Romaric is done, I'll take care of you,” he whispered back, which caused Garreth to grin and nod, satisfied with his response.

While Romaric's head jerked up and down on Kieren's penis, Garreth leaned in and began to kiss Kieren. He wanted to show his friend how much he cared about him and that he was thankful he wasn't going to get left out. Lustfully, Kieren returned the kiss and they gently dueled with their tongues, as they explored each other's oral cavity. They held nothing back.

This dual attention caused Kieren to quickly overheat and he began to feel the pressure building in his loins. It wasn't much longer before his hot lava began to churn in his gut and rise up his scepter. He tapped Romaric lightly, to let him know it was on the way, but that really wasn't necessary. Romaric knew what was coming. The elf never let up and continued to suck energetically, until he felt the warm blasts filling his mouth. Romaric never slowed his pace, until he felt Kieren's penis begin to wilt, signifying his friend was completely satisfied.

Kieren was exhausted and remained motionless for a couple of minutes, but he knew he didn't want to disappoint Garreth. He quickly determined what he was going to do next and spit generously in his hand, before reaching over and grasping the elf's semi-aroused muscle. Garreth was a little surprised by this, as he was expecting Kieren's mouth instead, but he was even more amazed when Kieren rolled onto his side, facing away from him.

Garreth's disappointment was clearly registered on his face, even though no one could see it, but that didn't last long. It ended when he felt Kieren's hand, still wrapped around his penis, pull the muscle in his direction. After a moment of confusion, Garreth pieced the clues together and knew what he was being offered. Slowly, he rolled onto his side and slid in behind Kieren.

Kieren had decided to do this for a couple of reasons. One was he was a little exhausted and the other was Garreth's penis was on the slender side and easy to take. Purposefully, Kieren guided his friend's steely rod toward his back entrance and placed the head against his opening. Firmly, but tenderly, Garreth added his own pressure, until the crown forced its way in, with the shaft rapidly following.

Once he was completely seated in Kieren's love canal, he began to buck his hips, eagerly sliding in and out. Kieren tried to match Garreth's efforts as much as he could, without causing so much movement that it would attract Hadwin's attention. Garreth was already slightly keyed up from having watched Romaric give oral pleasure to Kieren and from his long abstinence from gratification. Add that to the kissing he and Kieren had done and the wonderful feeling of being completely sheathed in Kieren's sweltering tunnel, it was almost more than he could bear. That is why Garreth was soon filling his friend with his own love juices. Garreth was now completely sated and totally satisfied.

When Kieren felt Garreth go flaccid and the elf's penis slid from his rear entrance, he rolled over, kissed Garreth again and then cuddled against him, before falling back to sleep. That night, the three boys slept as well as they had on any night during this journey, no matter their present location and circumstance.