Title: Tricks or Treats
Author: Angelee
Fandom:
Pairing: Neroon/Marcus Cole
Rating: Adult
Summary: It’s all in the title.
Beta: By my sister Anna. All remaining errors are mine- with apologies.
Tricks or Treats
“Marcus.”
The young Ranger turned. Giving the Minbari a welcoming smile. “Hallo, Neroon.”
Neroon gave him a tiny smile in return. Not as big as Marcus’s perhaps, but just as welcoming.
“Hallo, Marcus Cole. What have you in the bag?”
Marcus looked down. “This bag?”
“Yes. I see no other.”
“Well, here my Minbari friend, I have many things for tonight.”
Neroon contemplated the bag. “For tonight? Is tonight special?”
“Of course it is. Don’t you know what tonight is?”
“No.”
“Oh, you are sadly lacking in knowledge of human events, my friend.”
Neroon frowned slightly. “I am?”
“Yes, walk with me?” Neroon affirmed with a slight bow. Following Marcus toward the Ranger’s quarters. “Tonight is Hallow’s Eve. A night where all ghosties and ghoulies roam earth in search of treats. If they receive no treats they play mean and nasty trick on who ever does not give them treats.”
“But we are not on earth.”
“Does not matter. There are still many children of Earth on
“You are a strange race.”
Marcus opened the door to his quarters. “I know,” he replied chuckling. “But it sure is fun being strange.”
“So what do you offer these ghosties and ghoulies to keep them from causing you mischief?” Marcus reached into the bag pulling out another bag showing it to the Minbari. “You offer them candy? That will keep them from causing you harm?”
“Oh, yes. This night all ghosties and ghoulies love candy.”
The Minbari nodded knowingly. “As do the medical staff that will repair the damage to their teeth caused by so much sweets.”
Marcus chuckled. “There is that.”
“So when do they come out.”
Marcus unpacked his bag. He poured the brightly wrapped candy into a waiting bowl. “Hmm?”
“When do these ghosties and ghoulies begin their reign of terror?”
“At sundown.”
Neroon reached into the bowl and pulled out a candy. “We have no sun.”
“Seventeen hundred hours, then.”
“Ah. This is very good,” Neroon told him, chewing his candy appreciatively.
Marcus smiled at him. “Chocolate. There is nothing anywhere else in the universe that quite compares to earth chocolate.”
Neroon reached into the bowl again. “I can see why?”
“Will you join me in enticing the ghosties and ghoulies not to cause me harm?”
“I would not miss it for anything in the universe,” Neroon replied, reaching for yet another candy.
***
Neroon spent a pleasant afternoon with his human lover. Learning all about ‘Halloween’. They carved an odd orange vegetable called a pumpkin into a face that could not possible scare anything away, but perhaps that was the whole reason.
They roasted the seeds from the pumpkin. Which Neroon found quite tasty. They made spiced cider which Marcus told him was a drink of the season. Something else the Minbari found very tasty.
As the hour approached when the ghosties and ghoulies would begin their reign of terror, Marcus placed his pumpkins, now called jack o lanterns outside of his door. Placing a tiny, lit candle in each one. When asked why, he told Neroon it was to let the creatures of this very special night know there were treats behind this door.
Marcus would not open the door unless he heard the traditional call of the night. When he did open it was to allow their eyes to gaze upon something Neroon would never forget in all his remaining days.
The doorway beheld tiny creatures of every conceivable planet in the universe. Some frightful in their originality. Some as adorable as the other had been frightening. Not that a Minbari warrior would become frightened. But to Marcus’s great pleasure Neroon acted as if he were truly frightened out of his senses when gazing upon the tiny creatures of the night. It had also earned him a very passionate kiss when the door had closed.
As the time approached for all ghoulies and ghosties to be abed, Neroon truly wished it not to be so. He had enjoyed himself immensely. His favorite of the night had been a child held in his mother’s arms, dressed in a costume Marcus called Tigger. Explaining to him it was from a children’s book. Neroon vowed he would find the book. It promised to be quite entertaining.
“May I join you again the next time Halloween takes place?” Neroon asked, placing the empty bowl on the table.
“Yes, of course you may.” Marcus was giving him a rather odd look.
Neroon frowned. “Marcus?”
The young Ranger moved closer. “You are very special, Neroon. Have I ever told you that?”
The Minbari smiled at him. “No, I don’t think you have.”
Marcus nuzzled his face. “I wish to mate with you.”
Neroon nuzzled back. “Do you?”
“Oh, yes. I never realized you becoming terrified at the sight of a tiny vampire would be such a turn on.”
Neroon smiled. “He was quite frightening.”
Marcus nodded as he began to free Neroon from his clothing. “Oh, yes, he was. Quite frightening. We haven’t made love in a while. Even with your prematurity problem.”
“Yes.”
Marcus ran his hands over the body now revealed. “You are so very beautiful.”
“I thank you.”
Marcus smiled. “Why are you thanking me? I had nothing to do with how your body looks. I would think that would be due to your parents and your hard work to maintain it.”
Neroon watched as warm human hands gently roamed his chest and abdomen. As Marcus moved to suckle at his right nipple. Nibbling on it gently, before going to the left one.
He had never had such a lover as Marcus. So caring, so loving and gentle. He sighed softly as his hands came up to gently hold the human against him. Encouraging the eager lips.
He startled slightly when hands went lower to cup his penis. Encouraging it to lift and lengthen. This he still was not use to. Having someone like his body and readily seek to give it pleasure. Usually Minbari mating was what Marcus had called ‘a wham, thank you’ sort of thing. No loving touches were ever exchanged, no kisses. Mating was done merely for procreation and nothing more. Clinical and very, very detached. After feeling Marcus’s touch Neroon didn’t think he’d be able to go back to that. He couldn’t.
Marcus had asked him for a bonding. Yet Neroon had hesitated. Male bonding was not frowned up. Especially if you were a Warrior, but there were so few younglings being born to the Minbari it was not encourage. Consider more of a waste of seed.
He wanted Marcus for his own. He would make a very worthy mate. Though on the rather thin side. Neroon had vowed he would force the human to eat more. As yet his efforts had been in vain. Marcus was not interested in food. Yet Neroon would continue to try.
“Marcus?”
Lips warm and wet continued to suckle at his left nipple. “Hmm?”
“I wish to couple.”
Marcus pulled away slowly, giving the nipple a loving pull with his lips. “Yes, oh-Goddess yes,” he replied, pulling the Minbari toward the bedroom. He shoved Neroon onto the bed, smiling when it caused him to bounce. Quickly removing his clothing. Done he reached into the bedside table and remove a tube. “I brought this to make our coupling easier.”
Neroon ran his hands over Marcus’s thighs as they straddled him. “Will it help with my prematurity problem?”
“Probably not. It may add to it.”
Neroon gently caressed the soft skin of Marcus’s abdomen. “You are to thin, I can feel your ribs. What do you mean?”
“You’ll see. I promise to eat more.”
Neroon watched with interest as Marcus opened the tube and poured some of the clear gel into his hands. Lowering his upper body he kissed Neroon. Opened mouth and hungry. It was something the Minbari was still becoming accustomed to. He opened his own mouth to allow Marcus in. Which earned him an approving little murmur. He startled yet again when warm, slippery hands took hold of his penis. “I won’t hurt you, Neroon. Not ever.”
“I know. It is just…”
“Shh, I know. You’re not use to touch.” Marcus buried his face against the Minbari’s neck. “I am so honored that you allow me this liberty. That you allow my touch.”
“Look at me, Marcus. It is I who is honored, by your touch. Never in all my time in this universe have I ever felt so warm and loved. It is something I will treasure for all of remaining days in this universe.”
Marcus lowered his head. “I love you, Neroon. Very much,” he replied, voice filled with deep emotion.
Neroon cupped Marcus’s face in gentle hands. “I do not know what love is. But if it is the way I feel when I am with you. The warmth and happiness in my soul when you are near. The deep sadness when you are away and the wishing you were near. Then I return your love, Marcus Cole.”
“That is very close, Neroon. So close as to not have a difference. Neroon?”
“Yes?” Neroon asked nuzzling the human’s face with his own. Very much liking the beard against his skin.
“Marry me.”
“Marcus…”
“I want to be with you for all times, Neroon. Please?” Marcus just about begged. But if begging is what it would take to make Neroon his. Then he would beg.
The Minbari sighed softly. “Alright, Marcus. I shall marry you.”
Marcus gave him a brilliant smile as if Neroon had just giving him the universe. “Truly?”
“Yes. We will have a traditional Earth ceremony if you desire it.”
“And a Minbari ceremony?”
Neroon looked at Marcus curiously. “You wish one?”
“Oh, yes. I want you in all ways that are possible.”
Neroon nodded formally. “As you wish.” Would the human specialness never stop amazing him?
“Thank you, Neroon?”
“Marcus?”
“Hmm?”
“Were we not going to mate?”
Marcus smiled down at him. “Yes, oh-goddess yes.”
He straddled the Minbari. Carefully after positioning Neroon’s penis lowered himself very carefully. When the hardness was as far in as it could go Marcus gave Neroon another smile. This one a bit strained.
“You are so big.”
Neroon cupped the human’s sweat glistening face. “Am I hurting you?”
“A…Oh, Goddess,” Marcus replied as the hardness began moving in him. “A…A little. I need a second to become accustomed.” He nuzzled Neroon’s palm, laying a gentle kiss in the palm. “You feel glorious.”
“Even with my odd Minbari physiology?”
“Not odd. You very, very much you.” His blue eyes had a glint in it Neroon would say was slightly mischievous. “I happen to like your Minbari physiology. Especially the part that’s in me.”
“Oh?”
“Yes, oh-Goddess yes its. Nice and big and very fulfilling.”
“Ah.”
Neroon ran his forefinger over Marcus’s lower lip. Frowning slightly when it was gently bitten. The frown deepened when the human took it into his mouth and began suckling on it. The human’s sensuality astounded him at times, unuse to it as he was.
He could feel his penis begin to move violently inside the tight sheath of Marcus’s body. Could feel his lover’s reaction to it, by the closing of the blue eyes and the sensual sway as Marcus began to move to the call of his own body.
Marcus released his finger. “Touch me, Neroon. Please, please touch me.”
The Minbari knew what Marcus wanted. The human’s organ was flat against His belly. Leaking fluid from the tip, coursing down to drip onto Neroon’s body.
Neroon reached out taking the warm, hard penis in his hands and began to pull on it in a manner Marcus had showed him he liked. Marcus had been a study in human sexual physiology. Showing him what he found pleasurable, what he didn’t. Expecting Neroon to do the same. Something the Minbari found disconcerting. Not quite able to match the human’s ability to share something so personal, even if they were lovers.
“Oh, Goddess-yes,” Marcus panted softly, throwing his head back at the double stimulating. He bit his lip hard enough to draw blood as he came into the Minbari’s busily moving hands. “Oh. Oh. Slowly, Neroon. Slowly.” He urged, unable to take the faster pace Neroon had set earlier. “I…I have already come. Slow the pace if you wish to draw out my pleasure. Slowly, because it can hurt so soon after orgasming.”
Neroon slowed the rhythm of his hands, spreading the warm seed along the softening flesh. Watching the human shuddering above him. Breath coming in harsh, gasping sobs. Feeling Marcus’s thin buttocks moving minutely where they lay against his hips, eyes closed as he sought the remnants of his pleasure.
“Enough?” Neroon asked softly, slowing his hands until it was as if he were gently caressing the soft skin.
“Not yet. Almost. Almost.” Marcus gave a soft panting sigh before opening his eyes and giving the Minbari a brilliant smile. “That was great. Just great.”
The Minbari raised his hands to his mouth and hungrily licked at the spilled seed. Shuddering as he orgasmed deep within the human’s willing flesh. Saddened by the fact that the seed would never find fruitation inside Marcus’s body. A child of his and Marcus would be a glorious thing indeed. Alas not to be.
Marcus moaned as the movement inside his body turned almost violent, before slowing and finally stopping. Watching the emotional display across the almost stoic Minbari’s face. He loved the times right after Neroon orgasmed.
He was most vulnerable, unable to hide anything from Marcus. He followed the thoughts as they quickly flashed across Neroon’s face. The Minbari wanted something he was afraid to ask for. Thinking perhaps it was beyond his reach.
Marcus lowered his body until it lay fully against that of his strong, silent warrior. Sighing happily when arms came around to hold him close. He buried his face against a warm shoulder. Time enough to get it out of him later. The organ that had never left his body was once again stirring to life.
Time enough later to ask what secrets Neroon held against hidden deep within his heart. Hoping he would share them with him. Perhaps he could even help give those dreams or hopes wings. Making them a reality for his beautiful lover. All he had to do now was get Neroon to share them with him.