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He rather preferred she didn’t touch him even though women didn’t scare him. He still only wanted Jari’s touch since he trusted that man most.
He’d lose that too if this grew worse. The desire to make everything gold hadn’t reared back up, but if one thought returned, the rest might. Salt might not be enough in the long run, and eventually, he’d be a monster.
“Do you want to go again?” she asked.
“No. I think I’d prefer to read a bit before dinner.”
“If you want to play again, let me know.”
Elira, he envied her. Whatever happened to him, she’d eventually be able to go home, see her Mother, and hug her. Even if she and her Father stopped talking, she’d get to live her life. She had things to look forward to.
Aurelius sat on the bed in the Captain’s cabin and stared at the wall as he tried to shove down his fear. He didn’t want to worry Jari, who was fishing with Tenth off the side of the ship, so he wouldn’t say anything. Maybe he could still beat this if it was only a lingering effect.
Or perhaps he better start preparing to do what he’d always figured would be required.
***
They drew closer to Ash Island. On what was to be the last morning, since they figured they’d arrive at some point in the afternoon if the wind and weather held, Aurelius awoke to Jari kissing his neck.
How he loved that feeling and the way Jari was so gentle with him. It was easy to not think too much, and even the urge to procreate, something that hadn’t gone away, didn’t bother him so much.
Jari trailed the soft little kisses along his collarbone and down to a nipple where sucked. With his thumb, he teased the other into hardness before he lapped at that one too. Aurelius squirmed at him as it sent little darts of pleasure through him.
His cock was already hard, and Jari hesitantly grasped it as if asking permission to take this further. Aurelius jerked his hips up, eager for the friction. Fuck yes, he wanted this to go further.
The kisses traveled down, and Aurelius moaned when Jari’s lips sealed around the crown. He didn’t open his eyes, content to stay in the little bubble where Jari’s touch dominated his thoughts. The way he grasped Aurelius’s hips, his tongue lapping at the underside, the tightness of his throat as he took it all in. Everything was centered on that.
His perfect lion. Jari cupped his balls and rubbed them while holding one hip firmly. The pleasure built, and Aurelius clutched the sheets as he tilted his hips up, seeking more of the warm tightness as Jari took him down again and again.
“Jari-” The edge was so close.
Jari hummed before he swallowed Aurelius again. It was too much. Aurelius tightened his fingers as he jerked and cried out Jari’s name. He sucked and lapped, clearly eager for every rope of cum. Aurelius sucked in a breath when Jari moaned around him, and he felt the vibration.
When he thought nothing was left, Jari milked a bit more and made him squirm. He paused with Aurelius’s sensitive cock trapped in his hot mouth. Aurelius’s chest heaved as he rode the high back down.
No one else could make him so limp. If he tried, he’d probably go right back to sleep and not even dream after cumming like that. But he needed Jari’s cock in his mouth so he could make him feel the same way. Days of them getting to know his body in so many ways would never be enough. In fact, once he got this energy back, he’d rather get on top and fuck him.
He finally opened his eyes and twitched as Jari released his cock. Aurelius blinked, uncomprehending. The truth was right above him. He couldn’t fight this, and salt wasn’t the answer. There wouldn’t be any home and life with Jari. That was why the urge to have a child had come back. Like a snake, Mammon only coiled tighter, and he’d struck so fast, Aurelius hadn’t even realized that he’d gilded a few of the weathered boards in the ceiling.
He must have done it in his sleep. The hooks were so deep, that meant he’d do it again, except the next time it happened, it might not be harmless wood.
What if he woke up one morning to find he’d turned Jari to gold in his sleep?
“What?” Jari must have felt the sudden tension, and he lifted his head. “Aurelius?”
He couldn’t speak as he stared at the boards. It could have been Jari. This thing would practically use him like a meat puppet until something snapped, and he’d be worse than when Jari found him in David’s Hall. There wouldn’t be any tricks or amount of salt to stop him. He’d kill the man he loved and move on like it was nothing.
It had been foolish to hope for more and want something. The things he wanted weren’t for him, and they never had been. He was doomed to lose everything or destroy whatever he touched in the long run.
“Did I do something wrong?” Jari’s panicked voice came through the fog.
“N-no.” Aurelius swallowed and pointed at the ceiling.
Jari peered up and squinted at the gold boards. His eyes flicked as he seemed to count. One, two, three, four.
“I don’t remember doing it,” whispered Aurelius.
Jari looked at him. “Okay, that’s…not good…”
