That is, he has never given me ho I mean anyindication that he could leave it much earlier.Hisslip did not go unnoticed. Dylen reached for his hand and wove theirfingers together. If I havent spoken of it, its because Ihave never given thought to the possibility, thats all.Riodanlooked down at their clasped hands. But you will think about itnow? he murmured.Dylenpursed his lips. He looked a shade reproachfully at his father. Iwill think about it, of course, he finally said. Ah, heresTarqin with supper. Let us eat, Adda,else well both be late for work.WhenRiodan went ahead to help Tarqin set the food on the table, Dylengave his father a somewhat severe look.Whatails you? the elder Teris asked.Dylentartly said, What did I just say about false hopes? IsRiodans hope so ill-founded?AddaHedoesnt harbors false hopes nor did I offer it. We simply spoke ofpossibilities. Nothing is set in stone, Dy, not even the best laidplans.Hirlenraised a finger to his lips when they came within earshot of Riodan.Dylen snorted but said no more on the subject.ChapterSevenLiaisonThelast of the suns rays cast a red-gold glow upon the two litheforms on the bed. Soon the lamps would need to be lit to banish theapproaching evenings shadows. But Riodan took no notice of thepassing time and waning light, too rapt was he in his love play withDylen.Riodangroaned helplessly as his ecstasy slowly mounted. He clutched at thepillow under his head, his back arching sinuously in sympatheticresponse to the unhurried yet unrelenting draw on his shaft. Saintsabove, Dylen could be such a tease! How long was he going to keep himin this maddening state of pleasurable tension?Hehad been serviced thusly before in the alleyways of Sidonascapital of Nivare and the rented rooms of the citys prostitutes;and once in the elegant bedchamber of a friend of his fathers whensaid friends son importuned him after a dinner party. Hed fledthat bedchamber when his would-be seducer made it clear he wantedmore than just a taste of him.Inevery case, hed been well sated. But none came close to the nearcataclysmic bliss he daily experienced at Dylens hands.Itwas not only skill that made it so, though there was no denying thatDylen was very skillful. For the first time, he was in love, and itwas the Deir he loved who now pleasured him and this lent everyencounter with Dylen an intense intimacy Riodan had not previouslyknown.Hisbelly tightened, and his toes curled as he was repeatedly envelopedin wet warmth, moist lips wrapped snugly around his tumescent flesh.Again and again, Dylen took him in nigh to the base of his member,maintaining a steady pace that kept Riodan just teetering on the edgeof the precipice, occasionally releasing him when he seemed about toburst to run his tongue along the length of his shaft.Dy...Hmm?Please!Dylenchuckled around his mouthful of hot flesh. The sound and sensationalone nearly overwhelmed Riodan. His hips lifted in reflexive need.Withoutwarning, Dylen obliged him and quickened his pace. The heretoforegradually loosening coil of pleasure within Riodan abruptly cameundone, and he cried out as delicate ribbons of milky seed spewedfrom his shaft. He shivered deliciously as Dylen all