Erorn Swiftblade's Story

Luther looked up when the door opened and smiled. "You saved me." He said and clung to him when he came sit by him. He looked around the room and felt bad. "This is a cute bedroom and no more exploring without you." He whispered and pulled him into his lap. "So what did Uncle JJ want?" He asked.

"To warn me about your father." Erorn sighed. "Apparently he and your father used to work together and he let Jerry know that he was looking for you and James and even showed him pictures of you guys. He's worried that your father is gonna find out that you're living here. But it's not likely that he will, just let Jerry answer the door." He smiled. He enjoyed cuddling with him like this. "He also brought up a good point. How does this work with the three of us, specifically the sleeping arrangements?" Erorn felt a little confused. "Is it going to be like taking turns, one night with you the next with James? Or, my preference, the three of us sharing a bed, me in the middle of a cuddle sandwich?" He chuckled. This was really new to him and he never had this issue before.

Luther frowned when he mention his father and that his uncle worked together, but he focused on the question about them. "We usually just all sleep in one bed, with you in the middle. Unless you would rather sleep on his bed one night and then mine the other. It is all up to you, Erorn, whatever makes you comfortable the most. It is really simple, don't make it as complicated by overthinking it. You don't have to cuddle us both, we are grown men. If you want to do something with one and not the other we would understand. Like I said, simple. Hell we can add Uncle JJ into the mix. He is one handsome man." He smirked.

"Nah, let's leave him out of this." Erorn chuckled. "Hmm I think I like the cuddle sandwich idea." He grinned. He grabbed Luther and took him back down to the living room. "So would you like me to give you the tour?" Erorn asked. "It's been a while, but I still think I know my way around, it's only ten rooms and twelve bathrooms." He laughed. "You'll figure it out eventually."

Luther smiled and walked with him downstairs. He nearly cried when he heard that Erorn might now where to go in his old home. "At least I will die with a handsome man in my arms." He teased somewhat. Luther ruffled his hair and laughed. "I would love a tour of your amazing childhood home."

Erorn blushed when Luther called him handsome. "Okay, ya big cheese ball, let's go." he laughed before kissing his cheek. He took him through the house, showing him all the guest rooms, the bathrooms, the kitchen, the dining room, and a few other key points of the house. The layout of the house was second nature to him and there was never any real danger of Erorn getting lost. When the tour was done, he noticed that Jerry had made dinner for the three of them.

"Awe, Uncle Jerry, you didn't have to do that for us."

"It's no problem, sit eat." Jerry said. "We have a lot of catching up to do."

Erorn instinctively pulled out Luther's chair for him like a gentleman before sitting down himself right next to him.

"Yeah, we do." Erorn sighed as he started to load his plate with food. "Where do you want to start?"

"Well, you could start with the night of the accident. Where did you go, why did you run away?"

"I saw what had happened, in a vision. It scared me, I ran first to try and find them, then I just kept running and eventually I was picked up by the police and put into the foster system. No one ever thought to look into who my parents were or if I had family. I'm sorry I worried you for so many years. Hopefully we can make up for lost time." He gave a sheepish smile.

"So how did you come to be... involved with the Silverson boys?" He asked as best he could without trying to be offensive to Luther.

"Well, that's a long story. Basically I was a guard for the Prince, he fell for me, I left him, I was kidnapped, the prince didn't want me, and I fell in love with my kidnappers. We have a very... special relationship." He turned to Luther and smiled. "But it works."

"I can see that. You're eyes shine the way your father's did when he met your mother. Never let anyone try to shame you for your love."

Luther walked with him during the tour and tried to take notes. He knew already he was going to end up lost again. When they got to the end of tour there was food. Erorn had pulled out his seat and he sat, scooting in and looking at him for a moment. Luther didn't talk as they ate. He hid in the background, like he did so many times before. He was feeling awkward and hated being talked about in front of his face. He wished James was here.

What got him was the fact that he didn't even care that Erorn got kidnapped in the first place. Luther glared a bit before there was a knocking at the door. He looked out the window and saw the familiar carriage and the feelings of James. "James..." was all he said before going back to eating.

Erorn found it odd that Jerry seemed so nonchalant about everything that had happened. He raised an eyebrow of concern at him. He was about to question him on this when Luther announced that James was there. He smiled. "If you will excuse me, my other boyfriend has arrived." He said with a slightly condescending tone.

He went to the door and opened it to see James. He gave him a huge hug and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm so glad you're here. Come on in we're just starting dinner and you must be tired." He brought James to the dinning room and introduced him to Jerry.

"I was just explaining to Uncle Jerry how you and Luther had kidnapped me." He looked at him with a bit of a glare. "Kind of odd that you didn't seem at all worried about that."

Jerry was able to feel the tension being directed toward him as he watched Erorn seat James as he did Luther.

"I'm not a good man, I'll be the first to admit that. Samael is far worse than I am, I'm sure his two sons would agree. If he hates the two of them so much that he wants them dead, I'd say that must make them some pretty decent young men. So yes, they kidnapped you because of, the prince was it? But the fact remains that you're here now, with these young men who you care about and who obviously care about you, so what good does it do any of us for me to be upset with them about something that has brought the three of you together and brought you back home?" Jerry explained.

"Forgive me, Uncle. I've been in a lot of situations lately that have worn down my trust. I meant no disrespect."

Erorn went back to eating. The joy of having both his men here with him making his silly grin appear on his face again.

Luther and James were feeling awkward in this situation. When they were done Luther collected all the dishes so he could wash them and get away from everyone. Shockingly he knew where the kitchen was again. James sat there with Erorn and his uncle. "If you excuse me I am going to go have a talk with my brother."

He left the two by themselves as he returned to his brother's side. "So your eyes have seen father coming towards the old house. I lead him away from it and towards the south where I heard there might be a way. Hopefully he will get stuck in there... or worse." He whispered.

Luther continued washing and nodded. "Good, that means he won't be coming here for a while."

James nodded and the stood in silence for a bit until he spoke, "So what was that whole blocking me out thing about. You did it more than once." He asked.

Luther smirked, "Just a bit of this and that. Didn't want to bother you with any of it." He said before looking back at his brother.

James glared, "I see... "

Erorn nodded to his uncle and excused himself as well. He didn't go into the kitchen however. He was being hit by overwhelming emotions right at the moment and he knew that if he went into the room where his mother spent most of her time, he'd end up crying until he dehydrated himself. He instead went to his father's study. He went to his desk and sat in the chair in front of it. He was always sitting there and watching his father work as a kid. His eyes began to water up. It was like he was seeing him fresh in his mind, the last night he spent in that house. He stood back up and walked around to the book shelf behind the desk. He remembered walking in to see his father standing at the shelf all the time, he always was looking at the same book. Erorn ran his fingers along the books, it was clear from the thick layer of dust that no one had been in here since his parents had died. He pulled out the book on the shelf, the only one with a blue cover. The shelf began to rumble and slid across the floor.

"What the fuck?" he said as he took a look into the room behind the shelf. It was a vault with stacks of gold, cash and priceless items. He saw a couple of items that caught his eye, but he didn't touch anything. He left the room and pushed the shelf closed. He walked out of the study and back down to the living room. He took a book off the shelf and sat on the couch waiting for James and Luther to come back from the kitchen. His emotions were getting to him and just being in the house was making him miss his parents.

James was the one to come out the kitchen first with Luther behind him. "Hey, babe..." He said softly so that Erorn's uncle wouldn't hear. "Could you show us to our rooms? We kind of need to unpack." Luther nodded. They wanted to get everything done as soon as possible, especially since Erorn's uncle knew their father. They weren't going to be as naive as Erorn and straight up trust him.

Erorn looked up at James, his eyes still glistening with tears. "Yeah, sure." He said fighting back the tears. He took James to one of the guest rooms next to his own "You can stay in this one, and Luther can that one." He pointed to the one on the other side of his room. "One of you on each side of me, I think I will like that." He smiled but it was clear that it was one of his fake smiles. He hugged James out of nowhere. "I'm glad you're here." He said choking up a little on the words. "I hope you don't get too mad at him, but Luther and I... got closer. It was my idea, so go easy on him. But it's what you wanted, I got through most of his walls and he started opening up to me." He smiled.

James would ask what was wrong with him after the unpacked. He walked with them to their rooms and smiled a bit, he liked the idea. Then Erorn hugged him out of no where and James wrapped his arms around him. "It is okay, like you said, it is what I wanted." He chuckled.

Luther wasn't paying attention to them, he was busy rememberizing where everything was before going downstairs and and bringing things in. James kissed the top of Erorn's head, "He better not have been better than me." He joked and left him to himself as he helped his brother bring things up. Luther was keeping to himself and that made James stop him while they were outside. "What is up with you?" He asked.

"Hm? Nothing." Luther said.

"Why are you so quiet and to yourself?" James asked.

"I am getting things done and trying to remember the damn house, James. Why are you looking for something?" He asked.

"I am not... Just, knowing you... any chance you get to retrieve you do." James said.

Luther glared at him and took the last of the stuff in.

Erorn was glad that James wasn't upset with Luther for what had happened between them, but then he didn't figure it would. He snickered a little bit at the comment. "I wouldn't say better... but definitely different." He grinned before kissing him. He wanted to help them with the stuff they were bringing in, but his mind kept dragging up memories of his parents and the most he could concentrate on was getting his own things out of the wagon. He put his things in his room and decided to have a look around to see what he could remember. He looked in his closet all his clothes were still in there. They looked a little bit small, but he thought he might be able to fit into some of the bigger ones. He pulled out a forest green hoodie with bunny ears built in to the hood. He looked to the door to make sure Luther wasn't looking in. He pulled it over his head and it still fit like it did when he was ten, just a little less baggy. He looked in the mirror and could barely hold back his laughter. Even he had to admit that it looked just too damn cute. He couldn't resist. He knew he would regret this but he didn't care. "Hey guys you gotta come see how cute this is. I can't believe it still fits."

James and Luther had just put things away in their rooms when Erorn called them into his. James came in first and laughed softly. When Luther walked in he about died. He walked over to Erorn's trunk with clothes and walked out. He walked around trying to find a good place to hid it.

James shook his head and chuckled, "Looks like all you are going to be wearing now is your kid clothes." He took that time to walk over to him and pull him closer, kissing him deeply. "I have missed you." He whispered. "Are you okay?"

Luther found the perfect hiding spot that he knew Erorn would never look and turned around. He was lost again. He walked to the nearest room and opened it to find Unlce JJ. Luther's lips curled into a smirk. "Well hello, Uncle JJ." He said with flirtatiously and winked.

Erorn looked up at James, he gave a gentle grin and squeezed him tight. "I just didn't realize it would be this hard. There's just so many memories in here. I didn't think they'd all come back and hit me at once." He said. "I thought this would cheer me up." He laughed. "It does look good on me though." He smiled looking into his closet. "I had pretty good taste for a ten-year-old. I think I can fit in most of it still. Oh, by the way, you might want to find Luther, if he hasn't come back yet, he's probably lost."

Meanwhile, Jerry got a little startled. "You must be lost. Down the hall, first right then two lefts." He said with a smirk at his comment. "Oh, by the way, treat my little Erorn good. He's the only family I have left and I don't want him to get hurt. Now go have fun." He chuckled.

James sent for Luther and Luther sent back a calmed emotion. "Luther is okay, he isn't panicking... which means you are going to have to wear your kid clothes for a while. Nine out of ten Luther has hid them." James chuckled. He sat down on Erorn's bed. "Well it is best you deal with the emotions as soon as possible, staying too long into the sad ones can... become rather bad for you." He said softly. He looked over Erorn and smiled. "I love ya, Kid..."

Luther closed the door behind him. "Down the hall, first left, then two rights, right?" He asked, looking like he was confused before taking a seat in one of the chairs. "I can only treat him as good if he wants me near him. Right now him and my brother are having their... whatever. So it is me and you, Uncle JJ. I can see where Erorn gets his good looks." Luther smiled.

"I Love you, too, James. And Luther too, but don't tell him yet, I want him to say it first." Erorn grinned. "I think I'll be okay, I'm even finding things around here I never knew about. There's a vault in my Dad's old study I never knew about. I mean I was ten, so that's not a big surprise, but still it's kind of odd." He said. "You know me, babe, I couldn't keep my emotions bottled up if I wanted to. It's getting late, how about you help me try to get this hoodie off so we can get to bed?" He grinned devilishly.


Jerry looked at Luther with a sideways glance. "You're a kind man, Luther. And I'm flattered. But if you keep going the direction I think you're going with this you will be sadly disappointed. I'm not exactly into... well let's not get into that. The point is you're barking up the wrong tree. But thanks for the compliment. "

James looked over Erorn, "What? You can't keep it on forever? I am so disappointed." He smiled and got up. He grabbed the bottom of Erorn's hoodie and lifted the it over his head and threw it on the bed. "There, was that so hard?" He asked before sliding his own clothes off and climbed into bed. "Pretty comfortable bed for being so old." He said. James sat on his legs and fluffed his pillow.

Luther frowned a bit, "Is it because I am not womanly enough? Or is is because you just don't like it in general?" He stretched, "either way..." Luther sat up and glared at him. "Enough play talk. We aren't Erorn, you are way too damn friendly to be from the black market. It would be ashamed that Erorn had to lose his only family member because he played his card wrong." Luther smiled and got up, walking to the door, and looking back. "Thanks for the directions, Uncle JJ." He said before leaving and getting to his room. He started a fire and checked out the room. A secret door opened. "Hot damn." He whispered before closing it. Luther wasn't about to get in and get lost inside the damn walls.

Erorn got into bed with James. He missed being held the way James did. He kind of wanted Luther there too, but he figured James needed a little one on one time with him tonight. "No it wasn't that hard, but I just wanted to give you an excuse to strip me." He grinned devilishly. "Now, how about I show you how much I missed you?" He said before kissing James' neck.