Tuesday, 18 June 2013

FB3X Drabble Cascade #15 - King of the Night World (PG, M/M Fantasy)

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Fantasy Boys XXX Drabble Cascade

This is Fantasy Boys XXX flash fiction entry for the 15th Drabble Cascade.

Author's Note

The theme this week is 'toys' and my first thought was rather erotic, but I went with something different instead. I do hope you enjoy it.

King of the Night World

by  Tasha D-Drake

Ranald looked out of the window, down onto the ornamental gardens and sighed. There were so many interesting people walking between the beautiful flowers and ornamental hedges, any of whom would be happy to play with him, but he wanted more. The people in the garden only walked there in dreams; to them it wasn't real. They were toys to be played with and let go back into their waking reality.

For so long Ranald had been happy to play with the mortals. With some he talked; with others he chased or was chased for a myriad reasons; and with a few he had wild, entertaining sex.

Then James had come to his garden.

James was beautiful for a mortal; a pale skinned, dark haired beauty, but Ranald had had many beauties before. No, it wasn't James' looks that had drawn him in, it was the mind. Somehow James had known it was not just a dream. They had played and made sweet passionate love and for seven nights James had come to him, each night more needy than before.

Now, for the first time in his long life, Ranald felt loneliness. On the eighth night James had not come, nor on any of the nights since. Ranald had tried to find another companion only once since and it had made him feel worse. Those in the garden were just play things and made him feel empty.

"For a king you make little use of your kingdom."

Ranald spun away from the window and just stared.

"You're here," he said, smile breaking out onto his face as a feeling he did not quite know how to express rushed through him. "I had almost given up hope."

It was only as James smiled back at him that his thoughts finally caught up.

"You're not in the garden," he said, unable to hide his shock.

Mortals only ever walked in the garden, never in the castle.

"No," James said, walking over to him, "but then I'm really here; this is no dream."

Unsure what to believe Ranald reached out, cupping his hand over the side of James' face. He gasped quietly. There was no soft tingle of a mind made flesh; James was as solid as he was.

"How?" he whispered, not understanding at all.

"The king of the night realm should have a consort," James told him, leaning in to his touch, "and I passed the tests."

"Why did I not know?"

"You were young."

"I am thousands of years old," he said, somewhat affronted.

"And immortal," James replied, smiling again; "you were young."

"Who are you?"

"I was mortal, but now I am yours if you will be mine. We can share eternity."

Ranald did not know what to say as his mind filled with so many thoughts he could not pick one to voice. Instead he leant in and gently kissed James on the lips. He hoped that was enough until his mind recovered.



  1. Okay who is administering these tests? *smiles*
    James 'passed' as in passed over in the southern U.S.

    This had a feeling of Velveteen Rabbit crossed with Peter Pan. James is now real in a non-real world.

  2. *snort* Sounds like Ranald has finally found his perfect match in James. He may come to regret that. ;)