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A RUMOR OF PEACE	By : Acaciarose Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6494 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Would you like one of us to stay with you?" Kili asked as they stopped at his apartment door, having already seen Harry too his.
Roark reached into the pocket of his uniform jacket and pulled out his key card, looking at Kili with a smile. "No, Ki, I'll be fine," he said, inserting the card into the slot and then keying in his entry code.
"Take those tablets, Roark. We know how much you hate to take things like this. So do many of us, but as we told Harry, Sebastien would never have given them to you unless he felt it was necessary."
"I know. Go on home, boys. I'll see you all tomorrow. Night," he said as his door slid open.
"Good night," Dylan leaned forward to press a kiss to his brow. "Sleep well," he murmured to him, then stepped back to allow the others in.
Roark had to smile and nodded as he looked up into Ethan's eyes. "Do you think these dreams will ever stop?"
"Hard to say. Those tablets are a sedative though, so it should stop them, at least for a little while. If you need anything...anything at ALL, even if it's just to talk, you call one of us."
He nodded, then turned to enter the cool, dark apartment. Knowing they would wait until they heard the security lock engage, he reactivated the alarm.
"Alarm activated," came the household computer-generated voice. "Apartment is secure."
Without turning on any of his lights, Roark crossed the living area, using only the light from the banked fire in the fireplace. Walking down the hall he entered the bath chamber. "Lights low," he ordered as he moved over to the tub.
After setting the heating elements, he turned on the water and then moved to the sink to brush his teeth. That completed, he pulled the green bottle from his pocket, looking at it with mild trepidation, before opening it and taping two of the tablets into his palm.
He stared down at the small, oval-shaped blue tablets, hating the necessity of having to take them. "Just WHAT, lover, are you planning to take?" came the deep, oddly concerned voice.
He lifted his head, meeting Rodolphus' eyes in the mirror that hung over the sink. He was leaning lightly against the jamb of the bathroom door, arms crossed over his chest, watching him with deeply concerned sherry eyes.
"Sebastien said they were a sedative. Something that would settle my mind, help me relax so that I could fall asleep, and hopefully STAY asleep. Which I haven't been able to do in far too long."
"You can't really expect to stop him in a few short sectons {weeks}, love." Pushing away from the jamb, he came into the bathroom, crossing the floor.
"I don't," he murmured as his arms came around him, drawing him back against his broad, muscular chest. "But that's only a small part of why I've been having so much trouble sleeping."
"Lt. Gareth's death."
"Also only a very small part." He leaned back against him. "It's the dreams."
"Dreams?" came softly as warm lips pressed to that oh-so-sensitive spot just behind his ear, smiling when he felt him shiver. He nipped at the spot. "So very sensitive, darling."
"Um..." his head tilted to give him better access.
"Dreams?" came his deep rumble near his ear as he nipped at the lobe. "What dreams?"
"The kind that has been keeping me from coming home these last few sectons {weeks}."
Grabbing a small glass he kept on the sink, he half-filled it. Popping the two pills into his mouth, he drank and swallowed. Turning back into his arms, he lay his head against his chest, not wanting to be looking at him when he told him.
"There are several, but there are two that are more frequent than the others."
Rodolphus slid his hands down his back as behind them, the large tub reached its fill point and shut off. "You are way too tense, babe," he murmured. "Tell me what has you so upset."
He closed his eyes, letting the sound of his steady heartbeat soothe him. "There are two that are intertwined," he said softly. "In one of them I watch you die in my arms...the other has me dying in yours. GODS, Rodolphus, I am so fucking tired of watching us die in each other's arms every night."
"I can well imagine that you are," he said, slipping his fingers under his chin to lift his face, brushing a kiss to his lips. "I wouldn't be very happy if I had to watch something like that every night either. How long do you have until those take effect?"
"I was ordered to take a bath, then get into bed."
"Then I think we should get ourselves undressed, shall we?"
He blinked as he pulled free of his arms and moved toward the tub pulling off his uniform. "You're going to take a bath with me?" he asked as Rodolphus followed.
He grinned at his tone. "Well, I WAS planning on it. Unless, of course, you would rather--"
"NO," came quickly. "I would love to share my bath with you. It's just...we've never taken a bath together," he said as he removed the last of his uniform, feeling Rodolphus' eyes moving over him.
"THAT is because I can only come to you at certain times of the night," he said as he began to remove his own clothing. "Then there's Bella...I think she knows I've taken a new lover. She's becoming harder to avoid and to get away from. Bas and I have to be very careful if we want to spend any time with you and Harry. KOBOL, babe, I will never get over just how beautiful you are."
Roark grinned up at him. "You aren't so bad yourself, darling," he told him, as he moved around behind him to lay his hands on his back, fingers slowly tracing over the ridges he had felt there their first night together. "These are laser whip scars," he said softly, feeling him tense as he traced each one. "Will you tell me how you came by them?"
Rodolphus turned. "Eventually," he told him, stepping into the tub of hot water with barely a hiss, saw Roark's grin as he reached out to pull him in with him. "But not tonight," he said as they sank into the water, then reached for the cloth and gel soap.
Roark hummed as he began to run the soapy cloth over him.
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He was pulling at his uniform as soon as he had secured his apartment. Leaving a trail of clothing as he moved to his bath chamber. Pulling the bottle out of his pants pocket before letting them to fall to the floor. Going to his tub, he set the heating elements, turned on the water and then headed to the sink.
Opening the pill bottle, he tapped two into his palm, looking down at the small, blue oval pills, debating with himself if he really needed to take them. Before he could begin to question himself further however, a deep voice spoke up from the doorway.
"Just WHAT, Hadrian, are those?"
Harry turned to find Rabastan standing in the middle of the doorway, watching him with a mix of emotions on his face. "A sedative. Sebastien gave them to me and Roark, along with orders to take baths, then get into bed."
"And why would he feel it necessary," he began as he began to move, "to give you and your brother sedatives?"
"Because we haven't been sleeping worth shit," he answered, getting a glass of water, popped the two pills into his mouth and swallowed. "Roark is keeping something from me...from us," he told him, arching a brow as he watched his lover begin to pull off his clothes. "You're gorgeous, lover."
"Says the man who is stunningly beautiful," he shot back quickly. "It worries you," he said, taking his hand and pulling him to the tub, both of them sinking into the hot water with sighs. "How long do you have until those take effect?"
"Hum..." he hummed as Rabastan began to run soapy hands over him. "Probably sooner than I would like."
"Depends on how fast they work. Why do you think Roark is keeping something from you?"
"Because he's been avoiding me, and he doesn't do that unless there's something bothering him that he doesn't want me to know about." He let out a sudden groan, then a gasp as that large hand wrapped around his cock, stroked. "Bas," he moaned.
He grinned, continued to move his hand. "And you don't think he will tell you eventually?"
He shook his head as his breathing began to quicken. "He will, it's just a matter of time before one of us...me, or one of the Durin's catch him, and hold him still long enough to get him to talk."
"Then put it away for tonight," he said, leaning in to press his lips to the side of Harry's neck, loving the fresh pine scent of the soap. "I'm sure...once he get's some sleep, and Dolph get's him talking, he'll tell you about it."
"I hope so," he breathed, then let loose a long moan. "Ra...bas...tan," he gasped out as he tensed, hips jerking as he came.
Rabastan chuckled. "Nothing like a good hand job to help relax you. Come on," he said, pulling him from the tub after he gave himself a quick wash. "Let's get you into bed."
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A RUMOR OF PEACE