Heart And Soul

[Agron]

Tag: Nasir

blood and battle

ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN

Things had taken an unexpected turn. Agron had been elated that their ranks swelled with those of his kin. Those that hailed from his lands. They would make fine warriors, however unfortunately . . . such skills were not put to proper use. Instead, one of them set sights on Naevia and it had resulted in the fight that followed. Ended only when Spartacus ended the instigator’s life. There was relief within Agron that the others pledged their loyalty to Spartacus, willing to follow such a strong warrior. He hoped that nothing else would happen to betray that.

When things were cleaned up and everything settled, Agron walked alongside Nasir to their quarters. They had separate ones before however, with their relationship developing . . . Agron often referred the room as theirs. Finding that absent Nasir, it felt colder and far too lonely. Agron ran his tongue in the inside of his cheek, grabbing a cloth to wipe away the blood once inside. There was the dull throbbing of the beating, but Agron did not regret it.

He supposed it was fortunate he had not gotten his face completely bashed in. He looked at Nasir, the adrenaline finally wearing off from the German. "Are you unharmed?" Agron asked concern in his voice and gaze as he approached, reaching out his hand to gently cup Nasir’s chin as to properly inspect his features. He did not see much of a visible sign but wanting to make sure, since Nasir and the others had interjected themselves in the fight . . . to help defend himself and Crixus.

[Nasir]

heart and soul Silence had gripped Nasir's tongue as he and Agron approached their quarters, he even followed the other inside and waited patiently for Agron to initiate a conversation. Nasir was at a loss for words. Surely Agron's pride had taken a beating with the rest of him, but Nasir could only see him elevated. Agron had proved himself beyond any doubt and Nasir's dark eyes only held admiration for the man that laid down his pride for what was good. But Nasir's mind was also on darker things. Agron had come close to his death tonight. Had Mira not alerted Spartacus in time...  His eyelids fluttered as Agron took hold of his chin, lifting his gaze and returning him to the moment. Nasir had suffered but a minor nosebleed, nothing of importance. "Yes, I am unharmed" He answered, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips yet never quite fully forming. There was a sudden fear that Agron could easily become absent of his life without him understanding the depths of Nasir's love. He flattened his palms across Agron's taut belly, fully lifting his eyes to meet the green sea that was Agron's and leaned forward to capture a timid kiss. Nasir didn't need words to tell Agron what it was that he wanted.

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[Agron]

Tag: Nasir

blood and battle

ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN

Inspecting Nasir, and hearing him assure Agron that he was unharmed allowed the larger male to feel a wave of relief wash over him. He knew that technically he was responsible for the German's actions, and that he would undoubtedly hear of it from the Gaul later but right now . . . he just wished to be with Nasir and set aside the most recent fight. For as the adrenaline eased, replaced with it was the comfort of Nasir's presence. The warmth of his company. Every touch, every word offered by him bringing Agron's mind to true peace. After Duro's death, he had not slept soundly for a single night. Until he had been wrapped in warm embrace with the man he . . . loved. Because he knew that was what it was. Though not having fully explored the physicality of their relationship, it was far stronger than any other Agron had held.

So when he noticed the gentle smile, he wanted to question if all was well. Words became impossible to form as Nasir tenderly pressed their lips together, causing Agron to close his eyes and bask in the soft touch. He knew full well to keep his desires in control; waiting only for Nasir to be ready without a moment's pressure. What he had been through . . . Agron wished he could rip the fucking heads off of anyone who dared touch him. Agron slowly eased out of the embrace, though kept his forehead against Nasir's, eyes belatedly opening as he looked at him through heavy kids. "With single touch, it is as if all else ceases to exist." That all other shit was forgotten. Agron raised a hand to gently stroke back Nasir's hair, a soft smile playing at his lips as he gazed at the man who made his heart swell with more emotion than any other.

[Nasir]

heart and soul Agron's words produced a broad smile upon Nasir's lips, his forehead still pressed against the others, but he was unsure of the next step. His whole body prickled and became hyper aware of every spot of himself that Agron was touching and he knew this was desire. He'd seen it take hold of his dominus a thousand times over, watched him wield it like a weapon to gain satisfaction out of both him and Chadara. Desire was a dangerous emotion and itch to want to claim Agron as his own was impossible to scratch. Nasir had to admit this wasn't the first time desire had overcome him when it came to Agron, but reconciling the conflict was difficult. If desire damaged and tarnished, the last thing he wanted to do was turn it towards Agron. Yet seeing Agron there on that step, death stopping short, made the hunger enlarge tenfold. The thought of losing Agron terrified him. Nasir loved him. Nasir basked in Agron's kisses and affection, his only wish to remain at his side, so why these feelings of misuse? Why was the urge to mark him so strong when all he wished to do was adore him? Nasir's palms splayed against Agron's chest. Agron had always been honest to him, perhaps a proper talk was in order. "Feeling is certainly shared," He responded. Pushing his head back, he looked up to properly take in Agron's face. "But, there are certain matters of the heart I would address." Worry and anxiety etched their way across Nasir's face. Agron's affections were honestly felt and ran deep, but would he be offended, perhaps even repulsed by Nasir's words? Searching those green eyes, Nasir knew Agron deserved to know everything that weighed on his mind. "I... I desire you, Agron."

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[Agron]

Tag: Nasir

blood and battle

ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN

Agron gazed at Nasir with soft affection as his lover looked back at him, saying that the feeling was shared. Agron's lips curved into a soft smile, one to match his expression. When he spoke of how there was something to discuss, Agron gave a slow nod in encouragement, fully attentive to anything and everything Nasir wished to speak to him about. The words he revealed . . . had Agron silent. He could feel his heart beat slightly heavier in his chest, though his gentle gaze and expression unchanged.

"Feeling is certainly shared," he teased, purposely saying the exact same words that Nasir had. Agron reached up to lightly cup Nasir's cheek, his thumb caressing his skin. He of course knew what Nasir meant. And . . . Agron would be lying if he was to say that he didn't have strong desires for Nasir. Aching ones. Ones that filled his dreams and made him concerned that Nasir would feel his body's reaction to show such desires when they were together. "If preference is to deny desire, then I shall grant you space until it eases." He didn't want to . . . provoke Nasir if his lover was not ready for such things.

But, that was only if Nasir wasn't ready. "If mind and heart are ready . . . " And only if, because the last thing Agron wished to do was pressure Nasir. He would wait for as long as it took him. "Then mutual desire can be embraced. Shared." Agron paused, leaning in to place a light kiss on Nasir's lips. "I would wait until end of fucking time for you," he practically breathed. He wanted him to know that. That his feelings for Nasir went beyond any physical desire. That being near him, with him, filled him with joy.