Decision

Decision

Status: Finished

Genre: Fantasy

Details

Status: Finished

Genre: Fantasy

Summary

This is a small fragment of a contemporary fantasy gay romance/light erotica short story. Set in the Worldwalkers Universe, this short story is a spin-off from the novel Sorrows.

Summary

This is a small fragment of a contemporary fantasy gay romance/light erotica short story. Set in the Worldwalkers Universe, this short story is a spin-off from the novel Sorrows.

Content

Submitted: May 15, 2014

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Content

Submitted: May 15, 2014

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Introduction

 

Decision is a short spin off tale from the novel, Sorrows. If you really wanted to know what happened between Dave and Kel, after Kel's startling revelation that he had feelings for Dave, that's what this story is all about; in detail! Dave Williams has had a lot of sorrow in his own life. The mysterious high mage, Kel, has a dark history of his own, and this story is as much about his sorrow as it is about Dave's. Can they both overcome their pasts, and accept their own feelings? Reading Sorrows first will add depth to this story, but isn't necessary.


If you're new to the Worldwalkers Universe, where vampires and donors live and work in symbiotic harmony, and travel between quantum realities is commonplace, I hope you will enjoy this brief foray into their world.

 

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Dave felt the donor approach, blank shields revealing nothing of the man's emotions. A soft knock on the door made him pull the pillow over his head, trying not to groan. A few moments passed, then the auric field began to move away again, and Dave found himself on his feet. He controlled the impulse to hunt with effort, and managed to compose himself before opening the door, reinforcing his own psychic shield. “What?” He tried to sound nonchalant.

 

Kel's expression was hesitant; full of concern. “You... really need...”

 

“Please, don't lecture me,” Dave interrupted, keeping his voice low to avoid waking the others in the safehouse. “I'm thinking, okay? I just need to think.” I don't want to decide. I don't want to be alone. I don't want to hurt you, when you made yourself so vulnerable. God, I'm so hungry. He'd gone ten days before feeding, in the past, but it was never easy.

 

The mage's amber-gray eyes, strange and penetrating, saw too much. Kel's expression was filled with uncharacteristic emotion, with a vulnerability in it that Dave had never seen before. It evolved into determination. “It would be irresponsible for me at this point, not to insist that...”

 

“I haven't... decided.” Dave interrupted, feeling his stomach tighten, ignoring the icy currents running through his veins. I need time. I need more time. I can't make a decision like this right now.

 

“I... don't understand,” Kel said, his bass voice quiet and laced with genuine confusion.

 

The hunger's too strong. I can't handle this right now. “Come in for a minute,” he directed. I have to explain why. Maybe we should Gate to Hub. Is it too late? Can I even make a Gate, now? He backed into his room, forcing himself to sit down on the bed. Kel followed, closing the door behind him.

 

Dave stared at the floor. “I haven't... I haven't been with anyone... since my fiancé... died. I didn't think... I should be. She was... I didn't want... but... I'm lonely. I'm so lonely.” It was more than he'd wanted to admit. The pain was familiar, but still intense. I've decided, haven't I? I could have just asked him to help me leave. I think it's too late. I'm so hungry.

 

The mage's shield expanded outward, taking up residence in the walls, and cutting off the outside world, revealing Kel's energy field. It felt pure and disciplined, intricately ordered, more beautiful than Dave had imagined an aura could be. He stared.

 

Kel's emotions were also revealed, with his shield surrounding them both. The donor was deeply concerned, embarrassed, and confused. “I'm not asking you for anything. I'm just offering my help,” he whispered. He approached Dave, moving slowly, his voice firm and insistent. “You need to feed.” He stepped closer, and Dave found himself on his feet, again. “Come, now.”


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