I Marry For Love - Chapter 8
*Update* Alexander/Hephaistion Fanfic
Title: I Marry For Love
Rating: PG-13 (for now)
Warnings: Slash, implied tortue, talk of rape and war crimes
Summary: A different take on why Alexander married Roxanne.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters - except for the plot device characters that I made up - and get no monetary profit from this. For fun, not profit.
Chapter 8
Hephaistion stood silently to one side, watching Alexander bind himself to Roxanne. He could see the longing in his lover’s eyes every time they turned to him. He could also tell that Alexander was carefully controlling himself, never letting his eyes stop on him too long.
Alexander had been very conscientious of his actions the past two weeks, devoting most of his public time to wooing Roxanne while avoiding Hephaistion. He knew that Alexander worried over the hurt this caused him, especially since the day he had revealed this plan and been asked to leave Hephaistion's room. Well, if this was the course that Alexander wanted to pursue then he would support his lover as he always had.
So he kept his distance and began spending time with Leonnatus, Perdiccas and Ptolemy instead of Alexander. He avoided Roxanne and gave her jealous looks behind her back. Hephaistion could play a role as well as Alexander.
Still, tonight he planned to reassure his lover that, as always, he understood. He would show Alexander that he still had his heart and always would.
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Hephaistion waited until the hallway was clear of all but the guards outside Alexander’s door. Sliding from his hiding place, he approached the door. The guards continued to stare forward as though they saw nothing and let him slip inside. He stood in the shadows for a moment watching Alexander pace.
When Hephaistion moved forward his lover immediately caught the movement and stepped toward him. He could hear a softly uttered ‘Hephaistion’ before he stopped. Looking down as emotions suddenly threatened to overwhelm him, Hephaistion pulled the ring from his pocket.
Carefully unwrapping it and sliding it on Alexander's finger, he recounted the story of the ring. He could see the wonder in Alexander’s eyes as he gazed at the ring and knew that his lover understood the meaning of the ring. Suddenly, Hephaistion found himself pulled into a tight embrace.
“I wish you a son,” he whispered to his lover.
“You’re a great man,” Alexander whispered back.
“You’ll always be welcome in my bed. Perdiccas has been spending plenty of time in my chambers of late and looks much like you with your hood pulled up or with your face tilted down,” said with a hopefully note in his voice.
Alexander pulled back to look his lover in the eyes. He saw the same longing he felt reflected there. Crushing their lips together in a passionate kiss full of promises for later, he whispered, “I’ll come to you later.” With a final kiss, they parted.
Movement caught their eyes, and they both turned to watch Roxanne enter. She sent the two women accompanying her away with an angry gesture. Hephaistion cursed himself for staying too long and indulging Alexander in the long, passion-filled kiss, but it had been so long since his lover had touch him in such a way that he couldn’t restrain himself.
Hephaistion quietly slipped out of the room as Alexander turned to deal with his now furious bride. When she asked if he loved the other man, he couldn’t bring himself to lie, nor could he come right out and admit that he had lied to her, so he simply answered, “He is Hephaistion.” He tried to coax her to join him, saying there were different ways to love and she would have his sons, binding them closer together.
Finally, losing patience he carried her struggling body up the stairs to the bed. She tried to claw him and screamed. “You liar, you bastard. You claimed to love me, we wed for love. They all say it. I hate you.” She continued fighting until they were both naked. There was still violence, but now it came from passion.
After they both lay sated, he feigned sleep. Once he was sure she was asleep he slipped from the bed, found Hephaistion’s ring and put it back on his finger. Placing a kiss on her brow, he turned to leave his wife and go to his lover. ‘I do not lie when I say that I married for love,’ he thought to himself. ‘I love only Hephaistion and for his safety I married you. And I do love you in a way, Roxanne. I love you for being a shield to protect Hephaistion with.’
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TBC (unless you're underage and then this is the end. Hint, hint.)
Title: I Marry For Love
Rating: PG-13 (for now)
Warnings: Slash, implied tortue, talk of rape and war crimes
Summary: A different take on why Alexander married Roxanne.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters - except for the plot device characters that I made up - and get no monetary profit from this. For fun, not profit.
Chapter 8
Hephaistion stood silently to one side, watching Alexander bind himself to Roxanne. He could see the longing in his lover’s eyes every time they turned to him. He could also tell that Alexander was carefully controlling himself, never letting his eyes stop on him too long.
Alexander had been very conscientious of his actions the past two weeks, devoting most of his public time to wooing Roxanne while avoiding Hephaistion. He knew that Alexander worried over the hurt this caused him, especially since the day he had revealed this plan and been asked to leave Hephaistion's room. Well, if this was the course that Alexander wanted to pursue then he would support his lover as he always had.
So he kept his distance and began spending time with Leonnatus, Perdiccas and Ptolemy instead of Alexander. He avoided Roxanne and gave her jealous looks behind her back. Hephaistion could play a role as well as Alexander.
Still, tonight he planned to reassure his lover that, as always, he understood. He would show Alexander that he still had his heart and always would.
*******
Hephaistion waited until the hallway was clear of all but the guards outside Alexander’s door. Sliding from his hiding place, he approached the door. The guards continued to stare forward as though they saw nothing and let him slip inside. He stood in the shadows for a moment watching Alexander pace.
When Hephaistion moved forward his lover immediately caught the movement and stepped toward him. He could hear a softly uttered ‘Hephaistion’ before he stopped. Looking down as emotions suddenly threatened to overwhelm him, Hephaistion pulled the ring from his pocket.
Carefully unwrapping it and sliding it on Alexander's finger, he recounted the story of the ring. He could see the wonder in Alexander’s eyes as he gazed at the ring and knew that his lover understood the meaning of the ring. Suddenly, Hephaistion found himself pulled into a tight embrace.
“I wish you a son,” he whispered to his lover.
“You’re a great man,” Alexander whispered back.
“You’ll always be welcome in my bed. Perdiccas has been spending plenty of time in my chambers of late and looks much like you with your hood pulled up or with your face tilted down,” said with a hopefully note in his voice.
Alexander pulled back to look his lover in the eyes. He saw the same longing he felt reflected there. Crushing their lips together in a passionate kiss full of promises for later, he whispered, “I’ll come to you later.” With a final kiss, they parted.
Movement caught their eyes, and they both turned to watch Roxanne enter. She sent the two women accompanying her away with an angry gesture. Hephaistion cursed himself for staying too long and indulging Alexander in the long, passion-filled kiss, but it had been so long since his lover had touch him in such a way that he couldn’t restrain himself.
Hephaistion quietly slipped out of the room as Alexander turned to deal with his now furious bride. When she asked if he loved the other man, he couldn’t bring himself to lie, nor could he come right out and admit that he had lied to her, so he simply answered, “He is Hephaistion.” He tried to coax her to join him, saying there were different ways to love and she would have his sons, binding them closer together.
Finally, losing patience he carried her struggling body up the stairs to the bed. She tried to claw him and screamed. “You liar, you bastard. You claimed to love me, we wed for love. They all say it. I hate you.” She continued fighting until they were both naked. There was still violence, but now it came from passion.
After they both lay sated, he feigned sleep. Once he was sure she was asleep he slipped from the bed, found Hephaistion’s ring and put it back on his finger. Placing a kiss on her brow, he turned to leave his wife and go to his lover. ‘I do not lie when I say that I married for love,’ he thought to himself. ‘I love only Hephaistion and for his safety I married you. And I do love you in a way, Roxanne. I love you for being a shield to protect Hephaistion with.’
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TBC (unless you're underage and then this is the end. Hint, hint.)