The Love of a King

"Stay with me tonight Hephaestion." Alexander pleaded. His dark eyes drove through me like daggers in the night.

How could I say no. How could I refuse, My King, my Love, My Alexander.

I nodded in acceptance of his request and followed him back into the palace from the gardens where we had been standing.

***

Alexander dismissed the guards as I followed him to his bedchamber. Aiolos eyed me with suspicion as he left, closing the huge doors behind him. I was used to this. The men loved their king and watched anyone who came close to him. I did not blame them but I was the last person likely to hurt Alexander. I treasured him more than any God or man and would stand in the way of anyone who tried to hurt him.

The bedchamber was dark, the only light came from oil lamps placed around the edges of the room. Bagoas was filling the bathing pool and pouring oils into the steaming water. His eyes seemed to light up when he saw Alexander but go dark again when he saw me.

Alexander went to the pretty Persian and kissed him on one cheek and then the other. "Leave us Bagoas."

Bagoas bowed low to Alexander and as he did he shot me a glance out the corner of his eye. He was a beautiful creature it was true but at that moment he looked like a snake to me and a snake cannot be trusted. I watched him as he gracefully left the room, bowing once again as he closed the doors.

"Shall we..." Alexander motioned to the bathing pool.

I nodded and gently began to remove his Persian silk robe.I loved the feel of the silk in my hands and the way it slid from his shoulders revealing his bronzed skin. His chest was broad and toned, his stomach hard to touch and his thighs and calves muscular. He seemed God-like to me, standing there in his nakedness and I wanted to fall to my knees and worship him.

He watched me intently as I studied him. Drinking in the sight of him, almost feeling drunk from it. He moved close to me and took my face in his hands.

"Come Hephaestion." He whispered before softly kissing me.

I watched as he slowly lowered himself into the steaming water. I removed my clothes carefully and made my way over to the bath. It was intoxicating as I slipped gently into the water, the smell of jasmin and spice filled my nostrils, the steam cleared my thoughts and the water soothed my aching body.

I glanced over to Alexander who was in the corner, resting his head back with his eyes closed. I went to him and gently stroked his golden hair back from his troubled forehead.

"Something troubles you." I said soothingly as he turned and melted into me.

"I cannot hide anything from you can I." He smiled as I rubbed his shoulders.

I kissed his head gently.

"The men are restless Hephaestion. They talk of wanting to go home again. They grow tired each day that they stay here and I fear they will not follow me much longer."

"I would be lying if I had said that I had not noticed it too.But they love you Alexander and will follow you to the ends of the earth."

The tension left his shoulders and he relaxed. I ran my hands over his chest, tracing my finger along a raised scar that ran under his collarbone. The oil had made his skin slick and glisten in the light. Even now with the care of the world on his shoulders he was so beautiful. And never more beautiful or striking than he was to me in this moment.

I kissed his neck lightly at first, and then more passionately as I forgot myself. He sat up and turned towards me, pulling me close and holding me in his strong arms.

Time stopped and it felt as if we were the only two people in the world.
His tongue met mine in a hot fusion, I twisted my fingers in his golden hair and pulled him hard into me. He ran his hand down my body until he found what he wanted. I unashmedly gave myelf completely to him to do with as he wished. He had a wild passion about him, alomost animal and when I let go of everything I felt what it truly was to be loved by a King, by a man, by my Alexander.