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Eric sat in class only partially paying attention to what was being discussed. His thoughts were focused on the conversations he had, had with Brent over the last few days. It had become clear that the little healer was being used. Eric had established that the healer didn't really know much of anything that was going on. Truth be told he didn't really know much either. This had resulted in him instructing Brent to carry on as he had been. Brent had seemed happy with his instructions. The real question was would the healer betray him to who ever had set this into motion.
"Eric if you would care to join us and tell us your thoughts on raw power". The instructor had noticed him not paying attention. And in true teacher fashion had called on him. Rolling his eyes Eric looked around at all the faces now looking at him. "Raw energy or power is dangerous and difficult to control. As a result we channel it into either thoughts or the elements we find around us. We do this due to the fact that losing control of raw power becomes dangerous quickly". The instructor gave Eric an unfriendly look. It was clear he had not expected the absent minded student to be able to form a real opinion on the matter. "Thank you Erik for your well thought out response", the instructor's voice dripped with sarcasm.
Eric saw Beth looking at him. He could see the confusion in her eyes. It made him feel a little bad. It was just he didn't feel he could trust anyone at the moment. He knew that he had pissed both Paul and Beth off with his distance. The other male sorcerers had been disappointed when he declined the invitation to work out with them. All in all he was currently making himself very unpopular. This was all due to increased insecurity about who to trust. He wasn't even sure he could trust Sean. This was saying something as they had never had a proper relationship. All they really had was gazing longingly at each other with no idea how to proceed.
As Eric left the building referred to as the sorcerer building, Paul grabbed his arm. It was clear to Eric that his friend was pissed. Paul dragged Eric off to a surprisingly remote and unused area of the college. "Alright sorcerer boy explain. I don't enjoy being ignored even by you. And only the gods know how much I've wanted you to ignore me in the past". Erik looked at the open honest face of his friend. "My family is being attacked or at least unbalanced". Paul didn't grasp the significance of what Erik said. This made Eric regret suspecting his friend. "Sorry my families head is one of the inner council". Paul indicated that he already knew this. Eric wasn't surprised. Paul was a big guy. And this often made people think he was dumb. Which was far from the truth, Paul was smart.
"They are trying to get at Grandfather through me", Eric explained. Paul looked at his friend and nodded his understanding. "What I don't know is who they are". Paul's face showed his hurt as he realised what Eric implied. "You thought it could have been me". Eric nodded and hated the thoughts that were running through his mind. He figured that Paul was either sincere in his hurt over being considered. That or Paul was a very good actor. "Do what you need to. To be sure I'm not working against you". Eric winced at the anger that was now apparent in Paul's voice. He closed his eyes and focused on Paul. Eric scanned his friend with his mind looking for anything that would indicate that Paul was playing him.
"I'm sorry Paul. I just don't know who can be trusted". Eric looked at his bigger friend whose anger had lessened. "It's alright Eric. I know you sorcerers are tricky to understand. Still doesn't it stand to reason that another sorcerer would be doing this to you?" Eric looked away clearly uncomfortable with what Paul had said. "I know it is more likely. Still I don't know who". Paul saw the confusion in Eric's eyes. It was clear to him that Eric was struggling to think of someone he had thought of as a friend trying get at him in any way they could.
"So what's the plan"? Paul asked watching his friend. Eric looked away, he was not happy with the plan he had put into place. "I let Brent go through with the plan he had been given for Sean. That is after I choose Sean as my warrior". Paul frowned. He had thought that Eric wasn't interested in having a warrior. Eric answered his unasked question. "I'm going to need help if I want to keep Grandfather alive". Paul nodded his understanding. He was also impressed with Eric's commitment and loyalty to the head of his family. Paul was pretty sure that Eric was probably the only one that loyal to the head of his family.
"So what do you want me to do"? Eric smiled at his friend's willingness to help. Paul smiled back at Eric making his desire to help all the more evident. "You will do what you always do". Paul smiled knowingly. Not many knew how carefully he watched out for Eric. "As always", was his only response. The pair turned back to the buildings they both had study to do and classes to attend.
Brent woke he felt a demonic presence in his room. In a corner that was only dimly lit he saw a figure. It was difficult to tell anything about the individual as they wore a large cloak. Brent couldn't even be sure how tall they were. It was all together passable that they were floating to give the illusion of height. "Sorry did we wake you little healer", the voice was low and menacing. It sent chills down Brent's spine. "It doesn't matter sweetie it was time for me to get up anyway". Brent threw back his covers with a flourish. He could almost sense the shock coming off of the individual in the corner of his room. The problem with the demonically possessed was that they were difficult to read even for a healer. A healer knew when they were with someone possessed more by the lack of emotion and the coldness coming from them.
Brent stretched. Although slim he was well formed and toned. "Do you like what you see sweetie. Perhaps we could have some fun before we get down to business". He looked at the other seductively. "Then again perhaps you are not my type it's hard to tell when you are dressed that way". Brent turned away from his guest and deliberately bent to retrieve a pair of pants. He got nothing from the possessed. "Then again maybe I'm not your type. Although I was led to believe the possessed would fuck anything and anyone". The possessed laughed softly before responding to the flamboyant healer. "So true some of us will literally do anything. However my sexual appetites are not my reason for being here". Brent raised one perfectly sculpted eyebrow.
"We are here to ensure the plan is still in place as we wanted". The underling threat of what would happen if it wasn't didn't need to be stated. "Yes everything is in place. The sorcerer will no doubt pick Sean. I mean honestly who else is he going to choose. After the choosing I will convince Sean to go on one last outing with me. And being the type of guy he is he will agree". The possessed stared at Brent. Well Brent felt that the possessed glared at him. It was imposable to tell for sure. "Make sure he is where he needs to be at the correct time". With that the possessed vanished, clearly the Demonic had possessed a sorcerer.
Brent looked at the spot that the possessed had been in for some time. For the first time since being approached by the creature he felt sort of safe. This was only due to the fact that Eric had promised to look out for him. Brent shuddered and knew he had to let Eric know about his latest visit. It would be too risky for him to approach Eric privately again. It would take time for him to work out how to convey his message without making it appear that he was telling him anything important. Hopefully Eric was as smart as he looked and acted.
Eric had contacted Grandfather. He had hoped it would make him feel better. All it had really done was make him feel worse. Grandfather had explained that this kind of problem was why he was normally so distant. He had basically been told to continue as he had been and see how it played out. Eric wanted to be more active and aggressive. So far he had only been able to react. That in its self was beginning to aggravate him. To look at Eric appeared to be the very picture of calm. He knew that on the inside he was ready to tear whoever was messing around with his life to shreds.
Not being able to vent his frustration Eric joined the other first year sorcerers. The warriors had gathered in a large field. The warriors that had proven their strength were lined up and waiting for the choosing. There were fewer sorcerers then warriors. The warriors knew that it would be this way. Eric saw Brent in the crowd. He could tell that the little Healer was trying to move himself toward Eric. Eric slowed enough to let the healer approach him. Their interaction was brief. However the information was clear. Before Brent stormed off in a huff Eric had given him an almost nonexistent nod indicating he had understood.
If Eric were to be honest with himself he was impressed with Brent's acting. He hurried to catch up with the others. It was important to appear as if he knew nothing was going on. Eric looked around at all the other students. Everyone had come to the choosing as was expected. The speeches and other rubbish that the administrators insisted on going through were dull. However they needed to feel important in some way. The fact that everyone knew that the choices had already been made and that the ceremony was a waste of time didn't seem to bother the administration.
Eric was called first to choose. Many of the students didn't know it, but the sorcerers had also established a ranking. Their ranking didn't depend on a test it was all established as they each met each other. A sorcerer always knew when meeting another sorcerer who was the stronger. Eric had, had enough. The whole situation was beyond the irritation that it had started out as. He walked straight up to Sean who looked surprised. Neither had to say anything, Eric's choice was announced for all to hear. The actual bonding would have to wait though as it was a more privet ritual, Shared between sorcerer and warrior.
Eric stomped off of the field having had enough of the grandstanding by the administration. Sean followed quickly behind. Brent was close behind them. The fake and public fight between the healer and sorcerer was loud as had been planned. Eric shoved Brent passing a small object to him at the same time. Once he was sure Brent had the object he stormed off in a fake huff of his own. With everyone's attention on the pissed off sorcerer no one saw Brent pocket the small object that Eric had handed to him. Eric had explained to Brent that he couldn't risk whoever the possessed was sensing his magic on Brent. Therefore he had, had to wait until the last minute to give the object to Brent.
Sean looked at Brent sadly. "I'm sorry Brent but to miss out on this opportunity would be". Brent made Sean go quite simply by kissing him soundly on the lips. "Don't worry big boy I knew one of them would snatch you up. I mean how could they not". Brent smiled sadly at Sean, who looked at him with a confused expression on his face. "Come on as I said to sorcerer boy I just want to leave what we have with each other nicely". Sean let Brent take his hand and lead him away.
Surprisingly Brent didn't lead Sean away from the college. Rather he took him to part of the old buildings. "I wanted to show you something that I found here", Brent said enthusiastically. Brent hoped Sean believed his acting. On the inside he was wound up tighter than anyone would believe and felt a profound sense of dread. Brent wasn't really sure what had been hidden away in the unused abandoned buildings sublevels. All he really knew was what he had been told and he had been told to follow his sense of foreboding.
Sean looked around the interior of the old building and couldn't think why Brent would have been there in the first place. No one ever went into the ruins of the old school buildings. It was clear to him that they had entered an area that had seen a lot of magic. "Brent why are we here", Sean was worried he didn't like where they were heading. Something felt really wrong. "I just want to show you something on the level below", Brent answered trying to suppress his own bad feelings about the place.
Brent took them to what appeared to be a training room. It had an old style stone floor. What Sean noted about the floor was the diagram or symbol painted in the centre. It appeared to have been done in blood red paint. Sean knew it wasn't paint. A cloaked figure appeared behind the symbol. Sean would have laughed at how Hollywood movie it all looked. The figure was chanting softly. Sean knew that sorcerers performed magic in a number of different ways. He knew chanting was one of them.
Before he could react the symbol on the stone floor started to glow. It appeared as if the stones vanished revealing a vortex like portal. Brent gasped and clutched the stone Eric had given him tightly. Eric had told him it was a constructed summoning. What Brent didn't know was what it summoned. All it took to activate was a small amount of his power. Brent did as he had been instructed. Before he could take note as to whether it was working or not he saw something come out of the portal that truly terrified him. It was a shadowy creature huge with razor sharp claws at the end of its fingers. It had massive horns and a snout full of sharp teeth.
"It has betrayed us", the demon hissed turning its burning eyes onto Brent. Brent was frozen in place not knowing what to do. "It has used another's power". The Demon moved forward to strike at Brent. Sean moved instinctively to protect the healer. The Demon roared its frustration and threw Sean across the room. It advanced on Brent. "Don't worry with that one nothing more than a healer. It's the warrior we are after". The demon glared at the cloaked figure before turning to the recovering Sean. Brent collapsed with fear not knowing what else to do.
In a swirl of distorted light Eric appeared. The cloaked figure took one look at Eric and vanished. It was clear it had not expected Eric to be aware of anything. The demon took no notice of the sorcerer. All its attention was on Sean. Who was desperately trying to fight for his own survival. Eric was impressed that Sean was holding his own. A higher level demon still in its spirit form was a huge threat. Erik knew that Sean would fall. "Well, well it looks like the commander has left his captain to fix this mess". Eric wasn't sure if he was using military terms correctly. And frankly didn't care one way or the other. All he really wanted was to get the demons attention. Eric had prepared himself for this he had known on some level what was going to happen. What better way to get at a sorcerer than to have their warrior possessed.
Sean watched with blurry eyes as he saw symbols appear around Eric. The symbols were a channel for what Eric wanted to do. Sean had no idea what they meant. He only knew that sorcerers studied the different symbols. He watched as Eric's pale gray eyes took on a misty appearance making the whites and pupils gray. Eric rose several feet above the ground. As he released his power the demon was sucked into a funnel. Sean was horrified to see that the funnel ended at Eric's mouth.
Eric felt as the Demon entered his body. It had been explained to him before. It was as if the Demon was trying to take over his mind and body. Eric knew that it would only be a few seconds however it felt like forever to him as he battled with the demon in his mind. The others felt the pressure in the room pop with what sounded like a thunderclap. Eric felt his feat touch the ground and closed his eyes thankful that he had won this time around. He knew that taking a demon into yourself was risky. There was always the chance of being possessed instead of consuming the demon and making it a part of yourself. Eric examined that knew part of him. He was pleased to sense that there was no threat from the demon. He could tell it was a part of him that he could know use he was however unsure as to how he could use it.
Eric turned to Brent. "Brent I'm sorry to have put you through that". Brent just looked at the sorcerer wide eyed. He had scanned Eric and knew he wasn't possessed. "Is, is that safe to do"? Eric knew what Brent was asking. "No, it could have easily gone the other way", Eric said flatly. Brent looked as if he was going to be sick. "Do a lot of sorcerers do this"? Eric raised one eyebrow causing Brent to look away. "Yes but we don't talk about it. Let's face it people don't want to talk about the time they were nearly possessed". Eric said trying to lighten the mood. Brent didn't appear to appreciate the humour. "Anyway you should probably get back before you are missed". Brent nodded and saw the symbol on the stones.
Frowning he asked Eric, "So what is that"? Pointing at the symbol. Eric turned and looked at it frowning with displeasure. "That is a connection to a Portal of Souls. I had hoped to find the Portal itself". Brent just looked at Eric confused. "Don't worry at it, its sorcerer stuff. Still you think you could do some healer stuff for Sean before you go, he's pretty banged up". Brent looked over at Sean and instantly jumped into action. Healing was something he could do and focus on. Rather than the more complicated sorcerer stuff as Eric had put it.
Sean woke slowly he felt like he had been hit by a fast moving truck. Blinking his eyes he found himself in a bedroom. He could feel the firm softness of the king size bed and knew he wasn't at the college. Shifting he felt the expensive sheets rub seductively across what he discovered was his nude body. To the left of him some very flimsy curtains fluttered in a strong breeze. The breeze carried the distinctive scent of the ocean. "There is robe on your left", Sean wasn't surprised to hear the musical notes of Eric's voice float in from the balcony.
Sean scrambled out of the large bed eager for Eric to explain what was going on. As he stepped out onto the balcony he couldn't help but admire Eric's rear profile. He was wearing a fitted pair of shorts showing off his ass and very fine legs. What caught Sean's eye was the small palm sized tribal tattoo on Eric's right calf. "Don't worry at it, it was my choice". Sean nodded his understanding, he knew what that kind of tattoo meant on a sorcerer. "It was meant for me wasn't it", Eric turned and focused his calm gray eyes on Sean and nodded once. "Yes you were the target". Eric tucked a stray strand of his long hair back behind his ear as he studied Sean's reaction.
Sean gave no reaction he had, had no idea that there was anyone that wanted to target him. "Why did they target me"? Eric raised one perfect eyebrow and turned back to face the view. Sean took a moment to take in the view as well. It was apparently the ideal day to go to the beach. The sun was shining and the ocean looked perfect. Eric looked over at Sean and grinned, "You like it here". It wasn't really a question more a statement of fact. Sean turned and saw the amused look on Eric's face. "And so what if I do". Eric shrugged before turning back to the view.
"It's not real" he murmured softly. Sean frowned he didn't understand what Eric was getting at. "Have you ever heard of dimensional magic"? Sean shook his head. "Well this is an example of it. We can move around the apartment and out here we have a great view. However everything else is too insubstantial to interact with". Sean had a confused expression. "This is what is known as a Dimensional bubble. It's like a small part of reality that has been removed from the real world and formed into my own little reality". Sean just stared at Eric not sure what to say.
"Is, is that hard to do"? Was his eventual question. Eric nodded and turned back to the view. "So why do it, if it's so difficult". Eric laughed before he answered he knew the real reason sorcerers did it and he knew the reason they gave most people. "It's to show off. What better way to indicate how powerful and skilled you are by creating your own reality". Sean could see that Eric was being honest. "Is it a drain on you to maintain"? Sean asked realizing he was more curious about their current location then he thought he would be. Eric shook his head. "Not really the space is part of a constructed magic. So it's connected to an object. If I wasn't here there wouldn't be anything here though. So it does take a little energy to maintain the apartment". Sean nodded he sort of understood.
"So why are we here and not back at the college"? Eric looked away he wasn't sure how to answer Sean's question. Sean waited patiently for Eric to respond. "My family is being targeted for some reason. I assume the council. However this is the first time they have tried to get at us with the Demonic". Sean's eyes went to the tattoo on Eric's calf. Eric frowned, "That has nothing to do with why we are here", and he was clearly getting angry at Sean's continued interest in the tattoo. "You needed time to heal and we need a place to complete the bond safely with no more interruptions".
Sean looked at Eric he was shocked at the sorcerer's frankness about what they were doing. "I will force the bond if I have to, we can repair any damage later". Sean was too stunned to say anything. "Sean you do this willingly or not I need a strong warrior at my side". Sean shook himself and looked at the slender man with hard gray eyes. "I won't make you force this, it's what I want". Eric nodded once and re-entered the bedroom. Eric watched as the fitted shorts fell away from Eric and groaned. Eric was about to release his hair when Sean stopped him. "No I like it that way", Eric looked over at him seductively. "Something to hold onto warrior", Sean grinned and nodded.
Sean looked at the smooth pale skin of Eric's ass. It was clear how Eric would like to build the bond between them. Eric looked back over his shoulder and grinned. "This really is the easy way. The other ways can be almost painful or just downright horrific". Sean understood what Eric was saying. He shrugged out of his robe revealing his already hardening cock. "Just do what comes naturally and pull power into yourself, I will do the rest". Sean nodded and grasped Eric's pale ass spreading his ass checks revealing what he sort.
Eric had expected Sean to just dive in. What he had not expected was the warrior to eat his ass out. He whimpered in appreciation of what the larger man was doing. It was clear that he knew what he was doing just by the way he slowly entered Eric with one slick finger followed by another. Eric couldn't help himself he pushed himself down onto those fingers wanting so much more.
It wasn't long before Sean was sure that Eric was ready he had learnt in the past that it was best to prep the guy you were about to fuck. And fuck was what he intended to do to Eric. He had already embraced his power filling himself to the brim with its potential. He lined his throbbing cock up with Eric's wet pulsing hole and slid in with ease. Thankful for the prep he had done prior. Sean began to fuck Eric.
Eric was in bliss he had, had sex before but never with someone who truly understood what he was doing. It was clear that Sean knew what he was doing and how to please Eric. The rhythm Sean set ensured that neither would last long. Eric pulled power into his own body. As he had said to Sean there were a number of ways to form the bond. However sexual and magical release at the same time was the strongest and most enjoyable for everyone involved.
Sean didn't have to tell Eric when he was ready Eric knew. Eric focused him mind and flooded Sean's body with his power as he absorbed Sean's into himself. The release for both was fast and epic neither had ever felt such a profound connection to a person they had slept with. As the pair came down from their orgasmic high they both felt the difference. They could both now sense each other. Sean felt stronger somehow and knew it was due to his new bond with Eric. Eric felt more settled and in control of his power something he had known would happen when he formed the bond.
As Sean wrapped his big arms around Eric. Eric felt a wave of guilt. He hadn't told Sean the consequences of their actions. "Sean how much do you know about the bond". Sean shrugged in truth he didn't really know a lot beyond the power and strength boost. "I'm sorry I should have told you there is a price to pay for the boosts you get" Sean stiffened not sure where Eric was going with this. "The biggest is you can never let me die, if I die you will go crazy and end up dead". Sean pulled back and looked at the slender form of the younger man he had bonded with. "That seems fair enough. You have to give something to gain the boosts we get from the bond". Eric nodded happy that Sean seemed to understand. Only time would tell if Sean truly understood.
To be continued
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