Devil's Love

From Drax's Point of View

I lean into Blade.

He has graduated now so we have become public.

And honestly, I overruled the head guard on his application for the royal guard.

The head guard sighs softly, "but he's scrawny and he's not a very good fighter."

I nod, "I know that. I am aware of his fighting abilities because of school. We use to fight pretty often."

He rubs his head, "he trains every day. From 5 to dark every day or I don't work with him. My job is to protect you and your future children."

I nod again, "I understand that. I just want him to have the job he wants. And he will work really hard I promise."

I shake Blade gently, "hey you gotta get up."

He sighs, "five more minutes."

I sit up, "come on, Chief will have your head for that. Get up. You gotta go now."

He gets up and dresses in his uniform.

I go down and make him some breakfast.

He comes down, "the boots are complicated. Why so many loops for the laces?"

I laugh and make him a plate. I have become a much better cook with him around.

Dad... he used to do all the cooking and I never had to deal with any of this. But since he isn't here anymore, Blade has really helped me learn the ropes here in the kitchen.

I look over at him, "hey, so uh the boots, they look hot on you."

He kisses my cheek softly, "thanks for the breakfast babe."

I kiss him slowly, "no problem. Enjoy babe."

He takes the plate and sits at the table. I make mine and join him.

He looks at me, "it's wildly quiet this early in the morning."

I poke him, "well, Chief wants to work you hard until you collapse."

He takes on a sexy tone, "I want to get worked hard until I collapse."

I laugh, "he's going to break you. Good luck on the first day of training babe."

He stands, "yeah you're right. I better get going."

I work through my day, I prepare a few lesson plans for the next school year. And then I work on some of the royal stuff. That stuff is harder than teaching the kids to be honest. I look over a proposed law.

I head down to the courtyard when I am done.

Chief has Blade on the ground, "twenty more."

Blade does his best to get them in.

I wolf whistle, "get it hottie."

Chief looks over at me, "shut up. Don't talk to the trainee."

I watch as Blade finishes his pushups, "not a problem Chief. Just watching him work up a sweat."

He gets up when he is done and he stands in front of Chief.

Chief looks over at me, "what do you think he should do now?"

I move over to him, "I think we should fight."

Blade huffs, "yeah but you beat my ass each time we fight. It will be embarrassing for me."

I hold up my hands, "come on, it'll be fine big guy."

Chief sits back, "well I do want to see your fighting ability against a common experienced person. A fight against me wouldn't be fair now would it?"

I keep my hands up, "come on Blade. It will be fun."

He holds up his hands and we fight.

I have to admit I am not quite the same fighter I was with my rage form.

He gets a hit in to my face.

He gasps softly, "fuck. I am sorry babe."

I hold my nose, "well I guess this is payback for your nose then."

He moves my hand softly, "aw shit. I didn't mean to babe."

I laugh, "nah it's okay."

He rubs my cheek, "you should get to the doctor."

I stare over at Chief, "I thought you were supposed to protect me old man."

Chief laughs, "I guess he is more capable than I thought."

Blade leans in close to my ear, "guess that rage form is gone now that you are fucking me."

I look at him, "shut up."

I go to the doctor and they tell me my nose isn't broken.

When I get home, I change out of my bloody shirt. It's not dark yet and won't be for several more hours.

I lean back in my recliner. I pull down a book about the history of rage form. I want to incorporate this in my lesson plans.

I run my fingers over the page about the different types of rage form. I get my notebook and add that to my note plans.

I rub the back of my neck.

I add a small note at the end of the notation of pages I want to cover, "it's important to understand that it is different for many people. Teenagers have heightened hormones and rage form is more likely to develop in teens."

I set my notes beside my recliners and head to the kitchen. I don't know what I am going to do now. It's still going to be a bit before Blade gets home.

I decide to start a dinner. I make some nice meat and potatoes. Something good for the hard day I am sure he's had.

When he comes in, he wraps his arms around my waist, "how's your nose babe?"

I look at him, "it's okay baby. I promise everything is fine."

He looks at me sweetly, "so what's dinner? It smells amazing in here."

I turn to look at him, "I made you meat and potatoes babe."

He kisses me softly, "yeah that's nice babe."

I move dinner over to the table, "how was training?"

He smiles, "yeah. It was good. Chief thinks I might be a bit better than he thought when you asked him to let me join the guard."

We sit and eat. He raves about the food.

He rubs my hand softly, "hey that was amazing babe."

I look at him, "hey Blade, I didn't just want to fuck you. You know I actually was in love with you and I still am to this day. I love you. I don't want to you to think it's just about the fucking for me."

He looks at me, "well babe, I love you too ya know. I think you can be an arrogant ass but I do love you."

I move around the table and kiss him softly, "you're cute. I really do love you Blade."

He stands, "how about I clean up from dinner and then I meet you in bed? Have a little celebration for a successful first day babe?"

I kiss his cheek, "I will see you up there then babe."

I go upstairs and strip myself down to wait for him.

He doesn't come up for an hour so I go back down to check on him.

He has his head on the table and he is asleep.

I gently pick him up, whispering, "I've got you."

I carry him upstairs, laying him back on the bed. I gently start to take off his boots and socks.

He wakes up a bit, "Drax... I'm sorry."

I set his boots at the end of the bed, whispering, "it's okay babe."

I slip off his clothes off until he is just in his boxers. I slip on some boxers and snuggle up to him.

He rests his hand on my arm, mumbling, "I love you."

I kiss his cheek, "I love you. Now you sleep babe."