Chapter 4

From then Corey and Matt got closer and slept next to each other, often cuddling. Matt didn't regret what they had done, but it certainly gave him some things to think about. And true to his words, he was eager to learn how to master giving blow jobs (and hand jobs) to his future mate. And loved him a bit more with each day when he didn't press for more. Matt knew that it wasn't easy on him but at least he was more open now and felt that desire more steadily growing in him.

In a few days they were nearing a very small demon village where they planned on staying for a few days to refill their supplies and see if they could help the villagers in any way.

The following few nights since they got intimate for the first time kept coming back also into the shaman's mind. The way Matt opened up for him was magical for Corey. And also fed more the fire of lust after his mate. His powers got more messed up, really, but he didn't tell that to Matt or Paolo. Their playing with each other got more and more intense. And he was truly happy to see Matt wanting it and longing for physical connection between them. It was progress...

Arriving at the village should have been a little break and a day of rest – somewhat more than being on patrol – but his powers sensed some disturbance as they got near. "There is an attack on the village. We should hurry and help," he said when it cleared out what it was that his senses were telling him.

Matt and Paolo got on high alert right away hearing Corey's warning and as they got closer, they could sense the disturbance too and the yells for help and the sounds of fighting soon reached their ears too.

As the warrior among them, Matt led the little group closer to the village and quickly sized up the number of the enemy. The open portal not far from them made it obvious that they were witches from Earth along with some Jukai ghouls who were helping them grab the children to be kidnapped.

Matt's calmness disappeared quickly seeing that and remembering a very similar day years ago when Jay was taken like this. "Those fuckers will pay!" he growled and took a few deep breaths to calm himself enough to think clearly and come up with a strategy that would be the most effective to fight the enemy and help the desperate villagers and their frightened children.

"Corey, you should deal with the two witches, Paolo, you focus on getting back and taking the children to safety. I'll help the warriors with the ghouls," he instructed the other two and once they agreed, he closed his eyes to fully let his reddish powers go. As he opened his eyes, they were glowing and his demon features surfaced too. "Let's go!" he growled and started moving, soon jumping on the back of the first ghoul.

Corey and Paolo ran at once to hold up the witches and rescue the children. The guardian shot his arrows from afar while Corey wrapped the kids that the attacked witches let go in his power like a protective shield. Paolo quickly escorted them behind a big rock while they had to stand the witches’ comeback, who got more focused after the first surprise caused by the protectors.

Paolo stayed near the kids and kept the enemy far enough, while Corey had to get into a magic spell fight with two witches.

Meanwhile Matt unsheathed his katana, his favorite weapon that could compliment his powers in a fight. Using the latter, he formed a force field ahead of him that would more or less protect him from magical attacks, while he swirled around to cut down ghoul after ghoul. There was elegance in his light steps, his moves flowing with practiced ease as his glowing eyes were already looking for the next opponent.

He also noticed that the kids were in safety now, but when some more ghouls headed their and Paolo's way, he moved closer to them too to help out the guardian, trying to also keep an eye on Corey, who was fighting the two witches with his powerful magic. The surprise was clear on the Earthly witches’ faces. They probably didn't expect such a resistance. That made Matt feel proud of Corey and whenever a ghoul tried to attack his lover from behind, he got there faster than lightning to cut it down. It wasn't easy to divide his attention between the two other protectors, but they weren't called the stronger protectors yet for nothing...

While Matt jumped in to help them out, Paolo took the children more away from the fights with the help of a few locals.

Corey used his yellow power well for both blocking the witches’ magic missiles and retuning the attack as well. From Matt's closeness his power reacted and reached out for the 'mate' to merge with and provide a stronger attack. And that's when a series of burning magic knives flew through Corey's right side. He just turned away, so the few missiles went through his body without reaching important parts, but the wounds burned and bleed nonetheless.

The shaman gritted his teeth and let his yellow power shield Matt and send a wall of fire against the witches before he collapsed groaning and lost his consciousness.

Matt could feel how Corey's power was merging with his every time he got closer to him and of course he let it, since he figured it made Corey's attacks and counter spells stronger. He wasn't looking, because he was fighting back some ghouls, but felt Corey's pain nearly as if it was his own as his side started dully burning as well. From that he realized that Corey got injured.

That in itself seemed to give Matt more power to finish off the last ghoul and swirl around to face whatever was behind him. His eyes widened as he saw Corey collapse onto the ground, but he had to focus on the enemy for now. With the help of a few warriors of the village, they got behind the still standing wall of fire, seeing through the flames that the witches were retreating – without any captured children. Soon afterwards the portal sucked them up and closed, leaving the panting and bloody warriors behind the slowly dying down fire.

Once it was sure that no enemy was left behind, Matt glimpsed to where he last saw Paolo with the frightened children. Some of the warriors and the kids' parents were already there along with the guardian, so that gave Matt the chance to run to the unconscious shaman.

"Fuck! Fuck, Corey!" he got onto his knees next to his mate and quickly checked the bloody side. The wounds were open and still bleeding, the ragged edges a bit burned from the magic. "Paolo! Bring his bag here!" he yelled at the short protector, knowing that most of their healing balms and herbs were in the shaman's backpack.

They had to stop the bleeding quick. The wounds themselves didn't look that bad. But because magic caused them, that wouldn't let it close and the shaman was bleeding out fast. His face already started to turn pale, almost grey as the puddle of blood was growing bigger around him.

Paolo kneeled next to Matt, handing him the shaman's bag with the balms. And pressed Matt's shirt, which he took off to try to pressure the wounds to lower the bleeding, against Corey's side. Meanwhile Matt was searching for a balm to stuff into the holes and help close them up.

Matt forced himself not to panic from all the blood which’s scent filled his nose with its coppery scent. He pushed thoughts like "I can't lose him. Not now" into the back of his mind as he was searching for the right balms and herbs Corey took his time to show them and make them memorize to know which to use when it was needed. He blessed him for that, because now Matt knew exactly which to choose from the small containers.

Scooping out a good amount from the right balm, he waited until Paolo lifted the bloody shirt off and quickly smeared it in and around the wounds. Luckily it stopped the bleeding within a minute as Matt kept working on the injuries while checking on Corey's condition. It seemed his powers knew what they had to do and letting them flow freely, Matt directed them to the unconscious shaman. The reddish fog soon covered the shaman's whole body, helping the balm work and Corey to heal. Matt sat down cross-legged and let himself slip into a meditative state, concentrating on healing his mate, while Paolo kept an eye on them and the staring villagers.

Corey opened his eyes as he felt the bright light triggering his eyelids. He closed it quickly too, because of the same reason. The light hurt his eyes and made his head feel like being stabbed with a sharp knife. Moaning loud from it all he tried to gather his loosely floating thoughts.

The attack. He got shot and fell. Damn... He failed the others... That thought made him moan painfully again, even louder than before with closed eyes…

When that happened, Corey was already moved with the help of the grateful villagers. They were now in a simple hut that wasn't used at the moment and could give shelter for the protectors. It's been nearly a day since the attack, but Matt haven't moved from Corey's side and stayed in that meditative state, focusing his whole being on helping the injured shaman through the worst of the healing process.

Still, as sweat was beaming on his forehead and brows from the deep concentration, the painful moans were slashing into Matt like venomous weapons. He heard those at the edge of his consciousness while his spirit (or soul) kept calling to Corey's to guide him back towards the light that meant life.

But the shaman still wanted to hide away from the light. It reminded him that he left the others while he fainted. He just hoped that the fire wall he wanted to use his last power to protect the others worked.

Through all the disturbing thoughts and pain he seemed to hear something... His name. Matt was calling for him... From his motionless body his weak and faded yellow colored power reached out for the sound and the feel of the red force around him. Soon he opened his eyes too...

Paolo did all he could to help make his friends as comfortable as possible. He kept wiping their foreheads and faces with cool clothes, checked and tended Corey's wound to make sure it was healing properly and kept the villagers informed. Although the worry never left his piercing eyes.

Matt had practically left his body. He no longer felt hunger, thirst or any other natural urge as he sank into a vegetative state, while he was calling to the spirits of Jukai to help too. Time slowed down to him too as he kept his force tightly around Corey.

Then finally there was a subtle change. First it was barely noticeable, but then it was getting stronger and stronger. Finally Corey's consciousness returned. Although Matt didn't see it with closed eyes, but he could feel it clearly.

"M...Matty...?" Corey whispered in a raspy voice and tried to move but his low blood pressure made his head drop back with a loud thud.

"He's been like that for nearly a day. Give him some time to come back from his meditative state." That was Paolo returning with a fresh set of clean wash cloths and a jug of cool water. He knelt down next to Corey's injured side and dipped a cloth into a wooden bowl that had some herbs floating in the water too.

"Don't move if you don't have to. You'd lost a lot of blood," he continued, wiping Corey's face and arms with the cloth then dipped and squeezed the water out of it before putting it on Corey's head. "You had a slight fever too. But Matt kept helping you heal. Don't worry, the village and the kids are safe."

By that time Matt's mind was slowly surfacing. They all knew that coming back suddenly from such a state would be often painful and disorienting to the mind. That's why it was better to do it slowly. Once he was close enough to the surface, Matt moved a hand onto Corey's wrist and soon opened his black eyes too, looking at the other boy with worry and relief.

"Hey," Corey smiled a little weakly. "Thank you. You okay?" he asked Matt. Then looked at Paolo too "You okay too? Thanks for the help for you too, Paolo. I saw how good you were with the kids," he continued then closed his eyes tight an moaned as another sharp pain stabbed into his head. "I need water. You said I lost a lot of blood. Can I have some? Water and honey for the sugar. And... Remember what I showed you with the apples?"

"Sure I do. Calm down. I’ll bring all you need. The rusty apples too. Just take it easy and not be the main healer for a few days, okay? Now we heal you and you rest," Paolo said grinning a bit happy that Corey's fast thinking was back. It was proof that their shaman was on the road to be okay. Apples have a lot of fiber and iron in it. Plus they pushed pieces of iron nails into one and the rust in the fruit was a life saver for anemia sick demons and humans. And till he fetched all that, Paolo left some privacy for the pair too. He felt that they need that now.

Matt just nodded, still feeling a bit light-headed as he was trying to focus on the conversation between the other two, but in truth what really mattered to him was the fact that Corey was awake and coherent. He also felt a bit better to his powers that kept "feeding" the weakened yellow ones with the warrior's energies.

Once Paolo was gone to fetch everything Corey needed, Matt finally moved, carefully reaching out for the jug of water to pour some into a small wooden bowl. With his free hand he reached under Corey's nape to slowly lift his head, careful not to make him dizzy, and put the edge of the bowl to his lips. "Drink, please," the exhausted warrior asked then watched Corey do that.

After drinking some too, Matt put the bowl down and laid down on Corey's uninjured side, resting his head on his shoulder. "You'll be okay," he whispered, more to reassure himself too. "I was so worried," he sighed, gently caressing Corey's chest.

"I will be okay because you kept me alive," Corey whispered moving his arm to hug Matt to his body. "You need to rest and gain your strength back too. Will you promise me to lay here and cuddle with me while Paolo brings us food?" he laughed a little moving his head so he could look at Matt. "Can I get a kiss for surviving?"

"Of course I'm doing my best," he mumbled quietly, still keeping his force around the other boy as Matt snuggled closer to the other boy. "I promise I'll stay. I wouldn't leave for anything," he pushed himself up on an elbow with a warm smile, happy and relieved that Corey was getting back to his joking personality. Then there was nothing else to do but lean down to kiss his mate gentle but long, Matt's desperate, hopeful, worried, relieved and loving emotions mixing into it.

After he pulled back, he laid his head back down on Corey's shoulder and closed his eyes for a moment, humming quite content from the kiss. And that was his last though before the deep exhaustion made him fall asleep in the next moment.

Corey just smiled and stroked gently the side of his lover when he felt and heard him fall asleep. He should be a good pillow and be still till his savior rests. He couldn't shake the feeling that he has to get stronger to keep all of them safe. He couldn't make such a mistake again, leaving unshielded parts to be targeted for the enemy.

But the way Matt was gently huffing next to his ear made all those troubled thoughts fly away. And the shaman drifted off as well.

"Oh sucks..." Paolo mumbled coming back to the sleeping pair. Shaking his head he packed the things he brought down and sat at the wall to guard the others. Nipping on the fresh veggies and roasted meat. It shouldn't go to waste after all…

 ***

The next time Matt woke up, it was near morning. It seemed he had exhausted himself more than he thought. The last day's happenings soon came back to his mind and he turned around to face the sleeping shaman to whose side Matt's back was plastered until then.

Corey had more color on his cheeks even in the pale morning light. Looking around he saw the dozed off Paolo sitting with his back against the wall of the hut, next to the door.

Smiling a bit, Matt turned back to his mate and stroked the messy long hair out of his face. "We have to get stronger, my shaman..." he whispered.

"I thought about that too…" Corey mumbled low on a sleepy voice. Turned his head and smiled at Matt opening his eyes slowly. "I want to be able to keep you two safe. I can't let my power and focus slip again," he said, in his voice it was clear how much he regretted getting taken out of the fight.

"It wasn't your fault. You... we did everything we could. And we won. They weren't able to take any of the kids and the villagers only got injured. They'll heal. And you too. And we'll get stronger. Together," he leaned over the shaman and pecked his lips. "When you'll get better... we should finally mate. It's time."

"Are you sure that you are ready for that?" Corey asked caressing Matt's face with his fingertips. Even if his power was restless and he knew how much stronger they could get, he wouldn't hurry Matt, no matter what. "I'm more experienced, though. So you can take me first, if that's okay with you. First it's sex then if we and our powers merge then instincts take over anyway. We’ve been talking about all this. But really… only if you’re really sure about it."

"By the time you heal enough, I'll be ready. I nearly lost you even before I could really have you as my mate," Matt whispered, leaning his face into the caressing hand. "I never want to feel such fear again. And I don't want you to feel like that either. Or that you have to shield me like you did in order to keep me safe. I noticed how it was kinda difficult for you to divide your attention and power like that..." he sighed.

Then his cheeks colored a bit. "I... I could take you first, yes... If you are okay with it too..." he said suddenly a bit shy and hot and bothered by the images that popped up in his mind. "Damn..." he chuckled a bit hoarser.

"I guess I have to heal fast then," Corey chuckled and pulled the blushing Matt closer by his nape to gently bite and pull on his lower lip before kissing him passionate.

"Of course I'm okay with it. I can't wait to feel you inside me… Holding me to your lean strong body while you take what you need," Corey purred on a low dirty voice then went back to kissing the hell out of his groaning mate.

Matt couldn't do anything else but groan into that kiss again. He could already feel his cock stirring alive from the dirty words and oh boy, now he couldn't wait for Corey to get healthy again.

"Damn, too much information again..." That was Paolo, of course, with a heavy sigh at the end, making the other two chuckle.

"Alright. Let's protect Paolo's innocence. Gonna take a piss then will feed you back to health," Matt said and pressed one last kiss against Corey's lips.

"I'll check his wounds," the short demon said while getting up from the floor.

Matt nodded then stepped out of the hut to give in to nature's call. And stopped in his tracks. His eyes widened a bit seeing the bowls of food and jugs of fresh water placed near the hut's entrance. The lean warrior smiled, because they were signs of the villagers' respect and gratefulness.

"How is it?" Corey asked not sure because he couldn't feel the pain at the wounds anymore. It could be from him healing, but also from the balms put into the holes.

"Well… to be honest with you, it's not good. Kinda hard and embarrassing. But I guess after the mating it will either be better or worse. But thanks for asking how I manage being inside your intimate life," Paolo said with a serious face but laughed at the end. "The wounds look good though. Edges attached and healing nicely."

"Moron..." Corey laughed too. "Thank you for all you're doing for me. And us."

"We are the great trio. You used your last power to protect us. Now. Eat. And get your strength back. Because we both know Matt can be a wild one too and you gonna have your hands full."

"I have a feeling I'll have my hands full too," Matt snorted with a grin as he returned with a bowl of dried meat, fresh fruits and vegetables in one hand, and a jug of a mild red wine in the other. Matt had heard... rumors about how kinky the shaman could get and he was... kinda looking forward to that.

But first they had to finally eat and drink and get their strength back so he sat down next to the other two, watching as Paolo finished dressing the certainly better-looking wound on Corey's side. "I'm glad it's healing well," he sighed, feeling his stirred up powers already creeping back towards the injured boy, but did nothing to stop that as he poured wine for the two of them after Paolo refused it.

"You should see all the 'offerings' in front of the hut. It seems the villagers are happy about our help," Matt told Corey with a smile as he handed the wooden mug to the shaman and he took a big sip from his own before taking some dried meat to chew on.

"I'm gonna look. And walk around the place a bit too," Paolo added with a wink. Then he left the pair alone.

"He is the best," Corey smiled looking after their guardian. "I think for the little blood I have this wine will be just a thing to make my brain all fuzzy again," he giggled, already having a bit of pink color on his cheeks as he held out the mug for Matt to refill it.

"I agree. And I have a feeling we'll test his patience even more in the future," Matt chuckled and topped Corey's wine. "It's okay, we're safe now. And they say it helps your body produce blood, which you need now. Besides... you're cute with your rosy cheeks. It's a good look on you after all that horrible paleness," Matt smiled warmly at the other demon.

"It's always so good to hear you saying I look good," Corey giggled drinking more and pulled Matt closer to him. "You are so beautiful. You know that? I could eat you all up... Taste all of you... Every little part…" Corey moaned low onto Matt's lips.

"I promise I'll try to voice it more just how cute and hot you are... It's crazy how differently I see you now. I was so blind for so long," he slid right up to Corey's good side in sync with the hand that was pulling him in. Then his mug stopped half-way to his mouth and a shiver ran down Matt's spine both from the praising and the naughty words and look in the... tipsy shaman's eyes.

"I'd let you do that. You know that too, right?" Matt whispered back. "Then I'd probably do the same to you in case you left anything of me," he chuckled, licking along the sweet-tasting lips in a teasing manner.

Corey growled from the teasing and bit Matt's lip. "Good. I love to get back what I give," he whispered again and kissed his mate deeply. His arm pulled Matt over his lap to be able to caress his smooth skin under his shirt, feeling the wine getting more in his head.

Of course Matt let him, feeling his cheeks warm up both from Corey and the wine he drank on a nearly empty stomach. He was careful though not to hurt his mate's side as he kissed back just as good. Damn, why was it so easy to get lost in Corey's kisses and closeness? Oh yeah, because he was his destined mate. That explained a lot, but still didn't help on kissing him back with less enthusiasm.

Matt wanted... so much more. And knowing that he had to wait was killing him a bit more with each heated kiss and soft moans they shared.

But in a couple of minutes he was finally able to break the last kiss, both panting a bit as they gazed into each other's lust-filled eyes. "Soon..." Matt whispered, feeling their energies playing around them. "Now come on. Let's finally eat the food we got from the villagers..." And with that he started feeding the injured shaman.

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