Steven's Awakening! Third (final) section - chapters eleven to fourteen! [Archive]

denver darling

05-29-2006, 02:56 AM

Hi there sweet Dynasty gang:exit: I hope you have been enjoying the story so far and thanks again for reading it. In this section there are some love scenes that may be a bit graphic for some readers and I hope you don't find them offensive. I really tried hard to make the love scenes romantic and tasteful.

Steven's Awakening – Part Eleven!

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In the afternoon at the Carrington mansion all was quiet. Most of the servants had time off. Steven's hand trembled on the handle of his father's study door. He nervously put the key into the lock and stepped into his father's sacred study. It was a symbol of all his father's hard work and dedication. Steven's eyes took in his father's big desk, book shelves, the file cabinets and paperwork here and there. He felt like a sinner about to commit the ultimate act of betrayal. Tears welled in his eyes and he quickly went out again and locked the door once more. He leaned weakly against the hallway wall and slowly slid down it until he was hunched on the floor. Hugging his knees, his blonde head bent in misery, his whole body shook as he sobbed, “Damn, I can't do it, I can't betray dad.” Poor Steven didn't know what he was going to do.

Mindy was snuggled in Michael Culhane's arms in the back of the Carrington stretch limo. Culhane kissed the top of her head and said, “How did my little lady like her fancy ride in limousine?” Mindy took in the sumptuous surroundings of the velvet covered seats, the gold fixtures, the mini bar, the television screen and the side telephone. She sighed, “I enjoyed it very much. I feel like Fallon for a day...a pampered princess. The Carringtons don't know how lucky they are. I wish I was rich then people would look up to me. I wish.....” She was also thinking of the Carrington prince...the unattainable Steven. Mindy was filled with envy, it wasn't fair that some people had so much. Michael heard the wistfulness in her voice and knew what she was thinking. He put a finger under her chin so he could look into her eyes, “Hey, hey, you are a princess to me sweetheart. But you know...like they say in a certain old classic movie...why wish for the moon when you have the stars?” Mindy's young face looked puzzled, “What do you mean?” Culhane thought Mindy was so young.

He smiled tenderly, “I know you pine after Master Steven but you will never be able to have him. But, I'm here for you angel face.” Mindy gave him a bitter wry smile, “Was I that obvious? Well I don't care anymore about Master Steven. I know I can't have him, no girl will catch his eye or his heart.” Now it was Culhane's turn to be puzzled, “What?” Mindy gave him conspiratorial glance, “Don't tell anyone but Steven Carrington is into men!! I saw him last night being intimate with the Davis boy.” Culhane raised a quizzical eyebrow, “Well I'll be damned.” He thought, “I wonder what perks the boss man would give me if I tell him this?” He kissed Mindy warmly on her lips, “I'm glad you told me. Well you have no worries with me on that score. I love woman, especially cute little blonde girls.” Culhane decided he wouldn't have to sleep with Mindy now that Steven posed no threat. He would just lie to Fallon and still collect her money and some of her hot kisses, she wouldn't know any better.

Meanwhile, as Fallon's sharp mind was forming a plan to deal with Aiden, her slender legs dangled over the huge tree branch she was sitting on. Ever since she was little, whenever she felt sad or distressed she would climb up her favourite tree and hide high up in the leaves to relax and think. She climbed down and rested her back against the tree trunk and looked up at the green leaves above her. Shortly before she had given her sleek horse a good long gallop. Now its velvety nose nuzzled her shoulder playfully while it stood quietly beside her flicking its tail. Fallon patted its forehead and thought some more while she toyed with a flower then suddenly she smiled in hope, “Yes, this has to work and if it does Aiden won't be able to hurt me, Steven or daddy. But I will need Valia to help me.” Quickly Fallon got back onto her horse and galloped to the mansion. When she got there she arranged for Valia to meet her at the Carlton for afternoon tea. Valia was pleased as she wanted to tell Fallon about her phone call with hunky Leo Trenton.

Ever since Cameron had left the mansion that morning, he had been worried about Steven. He had waited for Steven to ring him but he hadn't heard from him. He couldn't stand it any longer as he just had to know if Steven still wanted to be with him. He decided to go and see Steven to find out what his feelings were. Joseph told him Master Steven had gone for a walk in the gardens. Cameron found him sitting on a garden bench looking tormented and melancholy. Cameron's heart felt for Steven, the poor young boy looked so sad and troubled. Cameron sat beside him and put a comforting arm around his shoulders, “Steven, are you having regrets about you and I? You needn't be ashamed or scared, I wouldn't harm you, I love you.”

Steven turned his huge haunted eyes to Cameron's loving face. He shook his head, “Oh Cam, I love you too. It's not wanting you that scares me now....it's Aiden Westmarch. He...he is blackmailing me about us. He knows. He was with us in the entertainment room last night, hiding somewhere. Ugh, I shudder to think about it. He said if I don't get the Denver Carrington South China sea report in a week's time that he will tell dad about us. That I'm gay. Oh god, he will hurt you too Cam if this gets out.” Cameron frowned angrily and held Steven to him in a protective gesture. He said in a pensive tone, “That sleazy bastard. Yes I realized he may have guessed when he insinuated about us to me when I was in the library with him last night. What was he doing lurking in the entertainment room watching us anyhow? He is the sick one Steven.” Steven trembled, “He is always up to no good. I can't do it Cam, I can't steal from dad. But what are we going to do?” Cam was scared but put on a brave face, “Don't worry, we will think of something. We have gotten out of jams before and we will get out of this one .” Steven felt a bit better sharing this burden with faithful strong Cameron. Steven tenderly caressed Cameron's cheek, “You are a good friend Cam. Thanks.” Cameron pressed his cheek against Steven's hand.

At the Carlton, Fallon and Valia were enjoying their frothy cafe lattes. Valia was beaming, “Fallon, Steven was right, Leo does have feelings for me. He was so sweet on the phone. He wants me to have dinner with him tonight at that new French restaurant.” Fallon frowned and put her coffee cup down with a clatter, “Gee Valia, you can't! I mean I'm happy for you and Leo but I really need you with me tonight.” Valia laughed and shook her head, “Are you chickening about seeing Aiden? Surely you don't need me tagging along to be in the way of your passionate night with him.” Fallon's eyes turned serious and her voice was desperate, “Valia, I hate Aiden now! I overheard him threatening Steven. I can't tell you what he has on him but he is blackmailing him into stealing company secrets from daddy.” Valia gasped in shock, “Wow Aiden is positively evil isn't he? It is a sin that he is so good looking with it.” Fallon nodded, “Yes, that's what makes him so dangerous, he can mesmerize his victims, charm them while destroying them. But Valia I have a plan to stop him but I need your help.” Loyal Valia eagerly nodded, “Oh course I'll help you. I guess poor Leo will have to see me tomorrow night, oh well he has waiting this long for me so he can wait another night. Okay, what do you have in mind?”

Fliss Tanner smiled smugly as she admired the sparkling topaz stones on her wrist, “Blakey, I just adore this bracelet, thank you darling.” She knew it was a 'sorry' gift from Blake for not taking her to Paris. She thought, “Maybe the next piece of jewelery will be diamonds or emeralds. Oh well, can't look a gift horse in the mouth...this is a start I suppose and I certainly earned it last night.” Blake smiled, yes, she seemed placated. She would be great if she could be manipulated this easily; just give her a little bauble and she is putty in your hands. Blake was relieved that he could control his demanding mistress like this. However in the future, he was soon to learn that greedy Fliss didn't give up if she wanted things her way. He said with an air of satisfaction, “I'm glad it pleases you. It looks beautiful on you.” Fliss leaned towards him and caressed his arm and seductively said, “Let's go to my place for the afternoon so I can thank you properly.” Blake could feel a sudden heat for her and nodded.

Fallon looked over Valia's shoulder and noticed Blake sitting in an intimate corner table with a very smug Fliss. Fallon frowned as feelings of jealously and contempt for the brunette washed over her. She thought, “She looks like she is going to take a bite out of daddy, the harpy. I'll be pleased when he tires of her.” But she forced herself to concentrate on Valia, the main priority was to save Steven and Blake from Aiden. So she said, “We have to give Aiden a taste of his own horrible medicine.” Valia fiddled with her blonde strands of hair and gave Fallon a blank stare. Fallon sighed, “Blackmail him back, Val.” Valia smiled in comprehension. Fallon continued, “Tonight I want you to bring your mother's sedatives, you know, the real strong ones for when she can't sleep. I'm bringing my camera...get the idea?” She took a sip of her coffee and Valia nodded, “I think so. Aiden has underestimated you, hasn't he? But it's going to be risky Fallon.” Fallon nodded, “I know, but we have to do something. I can't let him ruin daddy and Steven.” Fallon thought, “Or Cameron. But I can't tell you Valia about your brother just yet.” She wondered how Valia would take it finding out Cam liked men too. They continued to discuss their plan for that night.

Cameron and Steven drove up to the Carrington lake. Cameron thought the calmness of the crystal clear water would sooth their nerves. In the glow of the afternoon sun they took a row boat out and floated in the middle of the tranquil blue lake. Steven breathed in the fresh Denver air and looked towards the snow capped mountains in the distance. An eagle sored majestically high above them and watching its flight Steven wished he had its courage, strength and freedom. Rage washed over him as he thought of Aiden's bully-boy tactics. He hated this feeling of being trapped and helpless. No, why should creeps like Aiden have power over others? Cameron gazed anxiously at Steven, “Are you ok?” Steven could feel his Carrington pride come to the fore, “Yes, I feel a whole lot better. I've decided to call Aiden's bluff. Bullies are cowards aren't they? I'm going to go over to the Westmarch mansion tonight and confront him. He will be alone as Rolt and Natalie will still be away. I'll tell him that if he carries out his threat then I will in turn tell dad that Aiden wanted me to steal from him. I will also threaten to tell Rolt when he comes back. I think Rolt is an honest man, he would disown Aiden. Aiden and Rolt still need Denver Carrington as an ally for Westmarch company. They can't afford to have dad as an enemy.” Cameron was worried, “Do you think he will back down? I'm coming with you, he is threatening to expose me too. Besides, he may cave in if there is the two of us against him and he finds out we mean business.” Steven nodded and they smiled warmly at each other, taking strength from their love and friendship.

Aiden was in a happy mood as he hummed to himself while taking a shower. He was getting ready for Fallon's arrival. The Westmarch mansion was now cleared of all the servants and fresh silken sheets had been put on Aiden's huge bed. As he toweled himself dry he hoped little Fallon hadn't changed her mind. She did seem a little distant that morning at breakfast. However, Aiden had put it down to her being shy and overwhelmed at his easy ability to arouse and dominate her the night before. After he dressed, he decided to ring her to make sure she was coming. Fallon had just come back from the Carlton and had gone to her room when her little pink phone rang, “Hello?” Aiden purred down the phone, “Having tasted and touched that petal soft skin of yours, I can't wait for you to be mine tonight. You will be all mine. I promise you Fallon it will be a night for both of us to savor.” Fallon trembled with fear, anger and hatred as she clutched her phone. She huskily said, “Oh yes Aiden, I will savor this night. No woman has EVER treated you the way I'm going to. Until tonight.” Then she hung up and thought vengefully, “Yes Aiden, you are in for the shock of your life, you evil beast!!” As Aiden put down his phone he trembled in sweet anticipation.

Steven's Awakening – Part Twelve!

A very tired Blake returned to the Carrington mansion that evening and was met by his faithful Joseph who took his brief case from him. As he wearily went to the library for a good stiff brandy he thought of his afternoon passion session with Fliss. She reminded him of a beautiful box of rich chocolates that at the time were so scrumptious that you greedily and happily indulged in. However afterwards left you feeling too sated and a bit regretful. Blake opened the library door to find Fallon with her head bent, deep in thought standing by one of the massive windows. His paternal heart melted as he looked at her, she looked so much like his beloved mother. He was glad she didn't remind him of Alexis as it would have been painful seeing Alexis's features in her reminding him of his lost love day after day. Not that he didn't think of Alexis often as it was, her lively presence still lingered in the rooms of the mansion. Yet again, he banished the thought and image of Alexis from his mind and concentrated on his beautiful daughter.

At that moment she looked worried, fragile and vulnerable. He said with tender concern, “You looked troubled darling, come on, tell daddy all about it.” Fallon looked up and she gazed lovingly at her father. Blake was her hero, her rock and the thought of Aiden being able to hurt him or Steven made her feel sick. Blake went up to her and held her to him. She sighed and buried her head into his chest, “Nothing is really wrong daddy, I guess I'm in a melancholy mood. But now you are here giving me one of your lovely bear hugs I feel better. You always cheer me up and make me feel safe.” Blake grinned, “Well that's what fathers are for you know... oh apart from telling their willful daughters what to do.” Then he rubbed his chin against her soft brown hair and said seriously, “Are you worried about me with Fliss Tanner? You needn't be. Nothing really serious is going to happen between her and I. She just amuses me, your old father needs some frivolous diversion after working hard at Denver Carrington all day.” Ah, she knew she had been right about the flippity Fliss Tanner; her father saw her as one of his toys after working hours, oh the relief.

Fallon thought if only she could confide in her father about Aiden but was so afraid he would reject Steven if he found out about his gay sexuality. She said, “I'm so relieved daddy. Can you imagine if we had to live with her 24 hours a day? I would go insane with her endless airhead prattling. Oh I'm sorry if I'm over protective of you but I don't want anyone to hurt you...ever.” She looked into Blake's weary steel grey eyes, “You look tired, I'll pour you a nice big brandy and then you should get some sleep, mister.” Blake couldn't help but smile as she gave him a large brandy, “Thank you sweetheart, you are a very good daughter to me although you can be just a tad bossy. You get that trait from me so I can't blame you on that. Yes, I think I will have an early night, you know me so well.” Fallon smiled back, “Daddy, I'm staying overnight at Valia's. So I'll see you tomorrow morning. I love you so much.” She kissed his cheek and went to her room. She prayed that everything tonight would go according to plan. If it didn't, it was too unbearable to think about.

Young Mindy was having regrets about revealing Steven's sexuality to Culhane. She still had tender crush on Steven despite knowing he wasn't interested in her. They had returned to the Carrington mansion and Culhane had just parked the massive limo in its garage. Luckily Mr Carrington had taken the Mecedes Bends that day. As he opened the door for Mindy to get out she put her hand on his arm, “Thank you for making me feel like a princess for a day Michael. Um about Master Steven, please promise me you won't say anything about him to anyone. I might have misread the situation. He really is a nice boy and he was so kind to me when I spilt that mousse on Miss Davis.” Culhane caressed her cheek, “Don't worry Mindy, I promise not to tell.” But he thought to himself, “At least I won't tell yet but it may come in handy for later.” As they walked to the kitchen's back entrance, Jeanette was watching them anxiously. She had been worried about Mindy all that afternoon when she couldn't find her.

When they came in Jeanette said, “Where have you been Mindy? I was worried about you. You should tell me when you are leaving the mansion.” Mindy rolled her eyes, “Oh Aunty Jeanette, Michael offered to take me into town as I wanted to do some things. It is my afternoon off isn't it? This isn't a prison where I have to report my every move.” Jeanette frowned, “None of you lip my girl. So it is Michael now and not Mr Culhane. Mindy you can run along, I want to talk to Michael.” Mindy gasped in es aspiration, “I'm sorry I was cheeky but Aunt Jeanette he was only helping me and...” Jeanette put her hand on Mindy's arm, she couldn't play the hard disciplinarian for very long and knew it was more Michael's idea than her impressionable naïve niece, “Alright Mindy, just calm down, please run along.” Mindy sighed and glanced at Michael, “I'm sorry if I got you into any trouble, it is not fair!.” She then walked out in a teenage huff.

Michael was quick to defend himself, “Oh come on Jeanette I only took the kid into town.” Jeanette nodded, “Oh yes and I bet it was in the limo too. I know what happens when you take the servant girls 'out in the limo'. What if Mr Carrington had seen her in it?” Michael had the grace to look contrite, “I didn't think, I felt sorry for the poor girl. She was bored and I thought I would cheer her up.” He tried to sweeten her up, “Besides I wouldn't dream of getting on the wrong side of you, I like yours and Mrs Gunnerson's bake dinners and deserts too much.” Jeanette had to stifle a grin, he really was a flirt and a charmer. Then he said truthfully now, “She is safe with me. I'm not going to do anything with her that is improper Jeanette.” He thought, “No I don't have to now thanks to Steven's love life.” Jeanette nodded, “Be sure that you don't, Romeo. Mr Anders would have a fit if he thought you were hanging around her. He is just waiting for an excuse to send her back home and I promised her mother I would look after her.”

Cameron dropped Steven back at the mansion with the promise of picking him up later that night to confront Aiden. Steven's spirits were restored at the thought of Cameron helping him deal with Aiden. He wondered if Fallon had come back home yet. He hoped she had heeded his warning to stay away from Aiden. The thought of Fallon being in Aiden's arms made his skin crawl. “Yes,” he thought, “I will tell Westmarch to keep his slimy paws off Fallon.” As he walked into the large opulent foyer, his father came from out of the library on his way to take a shower in his bedroom en suite.

Blake smiled warmly at him and Steven felt an unfamiliar warm glow in his heart as he was unused to his father's open displays of affection for him. Blake patted him on the back, “I don't know how Aiden talked you into it but I want to say that I'm proud of you son that you have at last come to your senses about studying the oil business.” Steven winced, why couldn't his father be like this with him all the time and not just when he got his own way with him. Steven tentatively said, “Well I'm...I'm just going to take...er... a few subjects in it. I guess it can't hurt to know a bit about what you do and are so passionate about.” Blake contentedly said, “It's a start son, it's a start.” Steven thought he had already experienced the sordid side of the oil business first hand; Aiden's ruthless greed. However, now that he had his father's approval Steven didn't want anything to ruin it and was more determined than ever in stopping Aiden.

Fallon was just about to get undressed to prepare herself to go to Aiden's place when Jeanette knocked on the door. She said, “Sorry to disturb you Miss Fallon but Michael asked if you would see him downstairs about your arrangements for the limousine tomorrow.” Fallon looked puzzled and then she realized it was his way of being able to see her. Fallon nodded and went downstairs to Michael's room. She sulkily crossed her arms and looked at him, “What do you want Michael, I haven't much time as I'm going out.” Culhane gave her a mocking look, “I just wanted to tell you that I've made Mindy a princess for the day.” He went up close so that they were almost touching and stroked her hair, “So I decided I want a taste of the real thing as my reward.” He gently kissed her lips, his mouth lingered. Fallon sighed and glared at him in resentment, “You will get reward enough in money. Anyway, I don't need your...ah...'services' anymore with Mindy. I know now that Steven isn't interested in her.” Michael couldn't help himself and grinned, “Oh I know that too, princess but then Steven's taste is rather...er...unusual!” Then he taunted, “Or is the real reason you want me to stop my 'services' with Mindy is because you think I might get to like her better than you?” Fallon flushed and angrily snapped, “No! Don't be so stupid.” Then she looked at him suspiciously, “What do you mean about Steven's tastes?” She didn't like the sly smug look on his face. He said, “Well, Miss Fallon, let's just say I know Master Steven's likes and dislikes.”

Fallon felt fear and reached up and gripped his brown curls and slowly tugged, “Don't get smart with me Michael. You just keep Steven's likes and dislikes to yourself or you are going to be sorry...get me?” He shuddered not with pain but with pleasure. He was getting a perverse thrill in watching fragile looking young Fallon trying to be all tough and bossy with him. She didn't realize that Culhane thought she looked even more beautiful and haughty like that, just the way he liked her. He also admired her for protecting her brother. He had to stop himself from taking her in his arms and kissing her senseless. So instead he meekly said, “Oh yes, I get you Miss Fallon. I won't breath a word.” She gently let go of his hair and went to his door, “Good, you better not!! Oh of course now I will have to deduct a large amount of your payment for Mindy because your insolence.” Then she flounced out and Culhane smiled in amusement, he loved their little cut and thrust debates. As Fallon went back to her room she wondered how much Culhane knew about Steven and Cameron but thought she could handle him about it if need be.

Steven was in his room listening to some soothing classical music on his record player while he lay on his bed reading some poetry. Then there was a knock on the door and little Mindy came in holding a cup of coffee. Steven's beautiful fair face still took her breathe away and she thought it was such a shame that he wasn't into girls. Steven quickly got off the bed, thanked her for the coffee and took it from her, “Mindy, this is beginning to become a habit. You really don't have to wait on me like this.” Mindy smiled warmly at him, “Oh think of it as my little way of saying thank you for sticking up for me last night at the dinner table.” Steven looked at her in surprise, “Oh that? Anyone would have done the same for you Mindy.” Mindy shook her head, “No Steven, you are different, not like them. You respect us servants. If some time in the future those high society folks give you a hard time, just know I'll always be your friend.” Steven was just going to ask her to elaborate on her cryptic last remark when his phone rang. Mindy excuse herself and left his room while he answered it. An icy feeling washed down his body at the sound of the low tigerish hateful voice of Aiden, “Just checking that you haven't forgotten about our..er...little arrangement. Been into daddy's study yet, candy boy?” Steven felt revulsion form a lump in his throat and tightly croaked, “You like cruelly toying with your victims, don't you? Put it this way, I'm working on a solution.” Steven hung up on him as he couldn't stand to hear Aiden's nasty taunts any longer. At the sound of the suddenly dead phone line Aiden grinned evilly.

As Steven angrily gulped down his coffee and thought, “Aiden, tonight you will see two of your victims will refuse to dance to your tune. Cameron and I will not let you bully us.” Steven put his now empty cup down, turned off his record player and went to see if Fallon was in her room. He found her in her pink bath robe, packing overnight things in to her silver beauty case. He frowned slightly wondering if she was going to Aiden. He knew that her willful nature didn't like to be dictated to; that he ordering her not to see Aiden had riled her. Fallon stopped doing her task went up to him. She felt a wave of sisterly love for him and fondly hugged him. “No” She thought, “Aiden you are not hurting sweet Steven.” Aloud she said, “Did I tell you today that you are my favorite brother?” Steven couldn't help but smile, “The only one you've got, Pippy-long Stockings. The one who loves you and knows how you tick.” She smiled back at the mention of his old childhood nickname for her.

But then his frown came back, “You sleeping away Fallon? You are not going to do anything you shouldn't are you?” Fallon sighed and battered her long eye lashes at him in mock innocence, “Now Steven, would I do anything really bad? Gee, why are my Carrington men so over protective and bossy with me as if I'm three years old? I do have an intelligent brain. Look, if you are worried about me seeing Aiden then don't be. I've gone off him, I found out last night he is too sure of himself and all you get from him is oil this, oil that. Besides he is too old for me.” Then she crossed her fingers behind her back as she told him what she thought was a justified lie, “I'll be staying at Valia's all night. We are having a girl's night in.” Steven breathed a sigh of relief and hoped she was telling him the truth. Then she tried to sound casual, “So, do you and Cam have plans?” Steven tried not to blush and was starting to get butterflies in his stomach thinking about his and Cameron's meeting with Aiden later that night. He cleared his throat and said vaguely, “Um..we...we may go out with the other guys.” Fallon said, “Cam's a fun guy, I like him a lot. We are lucky to have Val and him as our friends.” Steven nodded thinking he was very lucky to have Cam's friendship and love and that he would fight to keep it.

Later that evening, it was a clear star lit night as Fallon and Valia sat in Valia's car outside the Westmarch mansion. An hour before they had prepared a sleeping powder out of Valia's mother's sedatives. Fallon had put the powder in her little locket around her neck and had dressed her sexiest slinky gold silk dress. Now she handed Valia her little camera, “Here you are. It has a full set of film in it. I will go in then tell Aiden I have forgotten something in the car or something like that and come and to let you inside. I'm sure he would have dismissed all his servants.” Valia shivered, she was beginning to have reservations about them carrying out their plan. She took the camera, “Oh gosh Fallon, are you sure we are doing the right thing?” Fallon nodded, “Well, we haven't got much of a choice. This is the only idea I've come up with that may just work. Someone has to take Aiden down a peg or two. O.k I better go in.” Fallon got out of the car and took her overnight bag. Her heartbeat increased with fear and excitement as she went to the huge front entrance of the modern styled Westmarch mansion. She thought, “Let the battle begin!”

Steven's Awakening – Part Thirteen!

The huge door of the Westmarch mansion opened and Fallon gazed up into the sexy tawny eyes of Aiden. He looked very handsome and masculine in brown trousers and a caramel patterned silk shirt. He lazily smiled in relief and satisfaction as his eyes ran over Fallon in her clingy gold dress. She looked like a golden young temptress and Aiden couldn't wait to make her his. He purred, “I knew you would come, my sweet. You're so beautiful.” Before Fallon could reply Aiden lifted her into his arms and carried her inside. He rasped softly against her ear, “Come into my parlour, said the spider to the fly.” Then his lips took hungry possession of hers while Fallon trembled with fear and sexual passion.

A safe distance away in her car Valia watched as Aiden had effortlessly picked Fallon up and carried her into the mansion, then the door was firmly shut. Valia gripped the little camera as if it were a life line. She checked it again to make sure the film was properly in and the settings were right. She anxiously thought, “Aiden is dangerous. Maybe I should have told Cameron about what we have planned for tonight. Hummm, yep I would feel a whole lot better about this if we had let Cam in on it. Oh boy Fallon, I hope you know what you are doing....er, I hope I know what I'm doing.” Valia pushed back her wayward blonde curls from her face and reluctantly got out of the car to wait for Fallon to let her into the mansion.

Aiden carried Fallon into a lowly lit cozy lounge room where there was a huge roaring fireplace. In front of it was a soft blue rug and on it was a bucket of champagne and a bowl of exotic fruits with whipped cream. Romantic sexy music wafted through the air. Aiden lowered Fallon until her feet were resting on the plush carpet. He took her overnight bag out of her arms and she said, “So, no servants tonight?” Aiden's eyes glowed warmly, “No, we are all alone. I want you all to myself with no interruptions.” Aiden pointed towards the fireplace and rug, “I thought my little witch would love some romance as a start to our night.” Fallon forced herself to smile at him, “It's....it's perfect Aiden, hey, why don't you take my bag upstairs and I'll pour us some champagne?” Aiden nodded happily and smugly, he was glad she seemed so eager. “I won't be long, little witch.”, he kissed her soft luscious lips again, stroked her glossy hair and went upstairs.

Fallon stared at the fireplace and rug with contempt. Oh, he had it down to a fine art, didn't he? It was so ironic now as this was just the sort of fantasy setting she and Valia used to imagine having with him. Well he was in a for a night with a difference! Fallon let out a long sigh and tried to calm her nerves. Then she lightly sprinted across the room to let Valia inside. Fallon put her arm through Valia's and practically dragged her into the lounge room, “Come on, Valia, he's upstairs but he may come back down any second.” Valia was wide eyed as she took in the romantic setting and nervously rambled, “Aw, so he isn't all just pure animal passion, he has a romantic side to him too. He must really want you to go to all this trouble. It's such a shame this is all going to go to waste Fallon. I sort of feel sorry for him.” Fallon lightly shook Valia and snapped, “God Valia, how CAN you think of romance at a time like this? Don't go all gooey soft on me now, the bastard deserves what's coming to him, we have to play dirty with him.” Valia looked shamed faced, “I'm sorry, I guess I'm just nervous about the whole situation, er, I don't know what I'm saying.” Fallon hugged her, “I'm sorry too. We are both scared, thanks for helping me. Now you have to hide before he comes back.”

The windows were draped with rich heavy royal blue and gold valour curtains which were a perfect place to hide behind. Valia slipped behind one and gave a nervous laugh, “Oh Fallon I feel just like one of those James Bond spy girls.” Fallon sighed and shook her head. She then turned to go back near the fireplace just as Aiden entered the room. She jumped, he looked enquiringly at Fallon and noticed she hadn't poured the champagne yet. Fallon bit her lip in frustration that she hadn't had enough time to drug his drink. He raised a sardonic eyebrow and lightly touched her cheek with his fingers, “Nervous Fallon? You needn't be, I only want to give you pleasure.” He drew her down onto the rug. Behind the curtain Valia tried to stand as still a possible and hoped she wouldn't drop the camera out of her nervous stiff fingers.

Since the Carrington mansion didn't expect any guests that night Joseph had dismissed most of the servants. Mr Carrington had a light supper in his room and didn't want to be disturbed. There was only young Master Steven who wanted a snack in the library. Joseph, Michael and Jeanette had retired for the night and Mindy was left to help Mrs Gunnerson tidy up the kitchen. Mindy thought it was a perfect opportunity to spend some time with Steven while the mansion was all quiet. Even though there would be no possibility of romance with the Carrington prince, he was still wonderful company. She thought she may be able to persuade him to read some of his poetry to her. So she said, “Mrs Gunnerson, you look very tired. Why don't you let me serve Master Steven for you and then I can do the washing up before I go to bed.” Mrs Gunnerson looked at her doubtfully so Mindy persisted, “Oh go on, I can do it, really I can. I want to make up for spilling that mouse from the other night.” Mrs Gunnerson nodded, “You are a good girl, yes all right.” She left Mindy to prepare Steven's snack much to the young girl's delight.

Aiden had unbuttoned his shirt so that his muscular chest gleamed in the fire's glow. His gaze was hungrily fixed on Fallon's rosebud mouth as he hand fed her pieces of iced strawberries and kiwi fruit dipped whipped cream and chocolate. Near them were two full fluted glasses of sparkling champagne that Aiden had insisted on pouring. In between bites of fruit Fallon looked at Aiden's glass in frustration and wondered how she was ever going to drug it without him seeing. Suddenly he lifted and turned her onto his lap so that her back was pressed against his warm broad hard chest. She felt panicky when he slowly eased her away from him and pulled the zipper on the back of her dress down, the backs of his knuckles caressing her delicate back bone as he did so. Her dress slid off her smooth shoulders so that her black lace bra covered breasts were exposed to Aiden's huge hands which firmly cupped and kneaded them. She gasped as he started to nuzzle her vulnerable throat with his teeth and tongue. He let out a low rumbling groan of satisfaction as Fallon's young soft scented skin felt wonderful under his mouth. Hearing the sounds of passion, from behind the curtain Valia peeked to see Aiden practically eating a half undressed Fallon. Both had their eyes closed in hungry desire. Valia felt flushed and was embarrassed but made herself raise the little camera and silently took several quick pictures.

Meanwhile at the Carrington mansion, Mindy cheerfully carried a tray of food into the library saying, “Steven, any chance of you reading some of your lovely poetry to me before bed?” Then she froze in disappointment and embarrassment as she saw Cameron Davis was also in the room. She blushed and put the tray onto a table, “Er, I'm sorry Master Steven, I didn't know you had a guest. Good evening Mr Davis.” Cameron nodded to her and thought the girl had been too familiar with Steven for a servant. However Steven wasn't fazed and smiled warmly at her, “That's alright Mindy. Thank you for the snack. I'm afraid there will be no poetry tonight but you can have a lend of the book if you like. I'll just go up and get it and while I'm doing that you can make Mr Davis a cup of coffee if it is not too much bother please.” Mindy looked at Steven adoringly, “Nothing's too much bother to do for you Master Steven.” Steven excused himself and left Cameron and Mindy together. Cameron thought Mindy was reluctant to go right away, she hovered near him and seemed to have something on her mind. He said, “What is it Mindy?”

At the Westmarch mansion, Aiden was tormenting Fallon with his hot teasing kisses, making her writhe in pleasure against him. Even though she hated him he could still make her melt with desire. She thought, “I have to distract him so I can drug him before this goes any further. Oh lord, I wonder what Valia must be thinking behind the curtain.” So with an effort she wriggled off him and teasingly fed him a strawberry, his moist firm lips lingered on her finger tips. She said in a husky soft vioce, “So, how did you persuade Steven to fall into line with daddy's wishes? That was clever of you, I'm impressed.” He chewed his strawberry and slowly swallowed then wryly looked at her. He could sense she was nervous of him and just maybe she was scared and shy now that she was on his own turf. He playfully tugged her long silky hair and wrapped a smooth strand of it around his finger, “Ah that's my little secret Fallon. Oh, he can't resist my persuasion. I'm the master fiddler and eventually everyone dances to my tune.” Fallon angrily thought, “That's what you think buster! Dream on you egotistical brute.”

Mindy clenched her hands together and took a brave breathe. She wanted to make it up to Steven for telling about him to Culhane. She hoped Cameron wasn't toying with Steven's affections. Her protective feelings came out as she blurted, “That is sweet of Master Steven to let me read his poetry. We..we all think the world of him....we servants. He takes notice of us. He is a very special person.” Cameron was a bit taken aback by Mindy's vehement outburst. He suddenly realized the girl had passionate feelings for Steven. He nodded, “Yes, he is a very caring to everybody, no matter who they are.” Mindy looked intently into his eyes, “There are not enough caring people in the world and we should all appreciate them.” She thought, “So you better not break his heart.” Aloud she said, “Excuse me while I get your coffee.” Cameron wondered if there was more between Steven and the young servant girl. They did seem very chummy indeed. He suddenly felt Mindy could be his rival and a wave of fear and jealousy washed over him.

Steven came back holding a book, “Ah, found the poetry Mindy wanted. Just lately she likes to listen to me read verses to her. She loves poetry too.” Cameron frowned, couldn't help himself and snapped, “Oh I just bet she does!” Steven blanched and stared at Cameron in puzzlement. Cameron seemed angry with him, “Cam, just because Mindy is from a less privileged and poorer background than us doesn't mean she is ignorant or can't understand the arts. Do you resent me encouraging her in them?” Cameron walked up to Steven and put his hand on his arm, “That's not the type of encouragement I'm worried about.” Steven said in wonder, “You are jealous of little Mindy? But she is just a kid, Cam. Yeah, I know she has a crush on me but I want only you, no one else.” Steven dropped the book and wrapped his arms around Cam's solid body and tenderly kissed his lips. Warmth spread though Cameron and he in turn hugged Steven close and whispered against his cheek, “I'm sorry, I still can't believe you love me, I've wanted you to want me for ages now.” Steven took Cam's head between his hands and lovingly rubbed his forehead on his, “Oh Cam, don't ever doubt me. Now we better stop before Mindy comes with your coffee and drops it in shock.” Smiling, they reluctantly drew apart.

In the glow of the Westmarch's fireplace, Aiden whispered seductively, “Come here, kitty.” Then to Fallon's horror grabbed her golden locket and pulled so that she had to lean in close to him otherwise he would have broken the chain. Their heads were touching and Aiden looked down at the locket while he rubbed it between his fingers. Fallon's heartbeat fluttered rapidly and she prayed he wouldn't open it. He murmured, “That's an unusual locket.” Valia tensed behind the curtain and to put a hand on her mouth to stifle a horrified gasp. Fallon playfully took Aiden's hand away from her locket and kissed his palm. Then she pulled away and clutched the locket in a subconsciously protective way. She thought, “Oh god, don't let him find out what's inside it.” She shrugged and tried to sound non nonchalant, “Ah that's my lucky talisman. Daddy gave it to me so it's very special.”

Aiden ran his hand along her shoulder and her delicate collar bone, “Just as you are special to Blake; daddy's little girl. Do you think he gave it to you to protect you from big bad wolves like me? Does it have Blake's picture inside?” He laughed cynically, “I don't want anything at the moment to remind you of your precious daddy. Right here, right now, you belong to me, you're my girl.” He took off his shirt, then slowly slipped Fallon's dress off her and kissed her lips, “So I think I can do one better than old Blake. I prefer to see precious jewels sparkling against that pearly skin of yours rather than just plain gold, as is befitting the princess that you are.” Fallon gasped as he unclipped her locket and threw across the room. Then he stood up, “That's better. Now wait here, I have something very pretty for you.” He strode out of the room.

When he had gone, Fallon let out a long sigh and stood up. She was only in her black lace bra and panties now and frantically searched for the locket on the carpet floor. Valia peeped from behind the curtain, “Gosh Fallon, that was close, I thought our goose was well and truly cooked then.” Fallon found the locket, “Oh thank goodness I found it. I thought he would have opened it and kept it or broke it but he threw it. God I wish tonight was over, my nerves are killing me.” Valia took note of Fallon in only her bra and briefs and said, “I managed to take a couple of pictures but we have to drug him so you don't have to sleep with him. He has you nearly stripped already.” She went back behind the curtain again while Fallon quickly tipped the powder from her locket into Aiden's glass of champagne. She stirred the powder with her finger and luckily it dissolved without a trace. Fallon whispered, “I've drugged his drink and there isn't a trace of the sedative.” Valia said, “Oh good.” Fallon replied, “Shhhhh, I can hear him coming back.” She flung the locket back across the room and sat back down on the soft blue rug in what she hoped was a seductive pose. Inwardly she breathed a sigh of relief as soon, yes very soon, Aiden would be getting his just deserts and not just strawberries.

Steven's Awakening – Part Fourteen!

In the cozy Carrington library, as Steven and Cameron drew apart Mindy came in with Cameron's coffee. She knew they had been in an embrace judging by their flushed expressions and she eyed Cameron warily. She handed him his coffee and in clipped tones said, “Your coffee, Mr Davis.” Then she turned and smiled warmly at Steven, “I'll be in the kitchen washing up before bed if you need anything else.” Steven picked up the poetry book he had dropped earlier and gave it to Mindy, “That's ok Mindy, I think you have done enough for us today. I hope you enjoy these verses.” She thanked him and left the room but not before glaring at Cameron. Cameron wondered if Mindy suspected his and Steven's relationship. He shook his head ruefully, “God, she has it bad for you Steven. I'm afraid to drink this coffee; the dark looks she was giving me.” He laughed. Steven blushed, “Aw, she will get over it Cam, besides she is only here for a few more weeks.” Then he changed the subject while he ate his snack, “Did you see Fallon before you came here? Valia and her were going to have a girls night in.” Cameron frowned, “No, Fallon wasn't there yet. It looked to me that Valia was preparing to go out. I don't know Steven, Valia has been acting funny this evening.” Steven raised a quizzical eyebrow, “Funny? In what way?” Cameron replied, “All skittish and nervy. I had the feeling she wanted to get rid of me as quickly as possible. I swear she is up to something.”

At the Westmarch mansion, Aiden came back into the lounge room with one of his hands hiding something behind his back. He sat back down across from Fallon on the soft blue rug. He smiled, “This is what you should wear all the time.” His hidden hand revealed the most exquisite diamond and sapphire necklace that Fallon had seen. Aiden reverently fastened it about her creamy throat and he leaned back to admire it glistening against her pale skin, “Enchanting. It will look even better with nothing but your silken naked skin for its backdrop. Now, you can thank me very nicely.” He leaned in to kiss her but she stopped him and picked up the two glasses of champagne. She handed him the doctored one and smiled, “Thank you Aiden, I love it. Here is a toast to your generosity.” She clinked her glass against his and watched in gleeful satisfaction as he drank deeply from his glass while she daintily sipped hers. “Not long now”, She thought, “I'll keep this necklace as compensation for his twisted plans to hurt daddy and Steven.”

Meanwhile Steven was mulling over what Cameron had said about Valia's strange behavior. Steven frowned, “I'm sure if Valia is up to something then Fallon would have something to do with it. Cam, I'm worried. My usually obstinate sister was too ready to agree with me to not be involved with Westmarch. Do you suppose she could be seeing him behind our backs?” Cameron nodded, “Put is this way Steven, I know Aiden wants her and will stop at nothing to get his own way. Valia would do anything for Fallon, even cover for her and help her to see him.” Steven gasped as a new thought struck him, “You don't think he wants both of them, do you?” Cameron had a serious look on his face, “I wouldn't put anything past that bastard.” Steven stood up, “Come on, let's go and see him now. I'm just in the mood to tell him off. God, I hope we are wrong about our wayward sisters.” They quickly left to go to the Westmarch mansion.

As Aiden was kissing Fallon, relishing the feel of her soft bare shoulders under his caressing hands, he began to feel very lightheaded. He chuckled softly and purred against her lips, “You go to my head. You are quite intoxicating...better than any champagne, little witch.” Fallon drew back a little, watching Aiden's cats eyes glaze over with passion and with the effects of the sedative. He tried to focus on her now misty features through heavy half closed eye lids. She raised a finely shaped eyebrow, “Really? That's good Aiden, I want to make an impression on you.” He shook his head, trying to erase a suddenly heavy but perversely floaty feeling that was seeping into his body. Fallon's husky sweet voice seemed to be coming from far away.

Just then Valia accidentally stumbled and fell from behind the curtain with a loud exclamation. Aiden looked up to see a blonde figure holding a camera near the window, “Valia? What are you doing here? Is that a camera?” Then he looked at an anxious Fallon with a feeling of dread, “What are you two girls up to?” He tried to stand up but stumbled back down onto the rug as he was unable to find his balance on his now rubbery legs. He felt so tired and weak as a kitten as he whispered, “Fallon, what have you done to me?” He reached out desperately with searching fingers for her but she quickly stood up and looked down at him with haughty loathing. Valia stood by the lounge suite and watched in frozen fear and fascination at the now helpless Aiden laying on the rug. Fallon angrily hissed, “What have I done? Only what you deserve, you big greedy bully. I know all about how you are threatening my brother and stealing from my father. Nobody hurts my family and gets away with it, you scum.” She bent over him so their faces were almost touching, “I won't let you hurt them or me and you are going to do what I want from now on.” She patted his hair in a condescending way and smiled maliciously. Her eyes flashed as she couldn't resist taunting him, “Aw, poor Aiden, how the mighty have fallen. Feeling helpless, feeling.....bullied? Now who is the BOSS!!!”

Aiden felt a wave of rage sweep over him which gave him a sudden spurt of adrenalin and strength. With a furious growl, he suddenly lunged towards her and put his large hands tightly around Fallon's throat that only minutes before he had caressed. She could feel the necklace digging into her flesh and his long hard fingers. He whispered vehemently, “You clever sneaky beautiful little bitch!!” Fallon's eyes widened and she gagged as her fingers frantically clawed his to ease his strangle hold. Valia screamed in panic and was just about to hit Aiden with something when there was a loud pounding at the front door. She rushed to it and let in Steven and Cameron. She shakily said in a high pitched squeal while pointing towards the lounge room, “Quick, quick!! He is killing Fallon!” Steven rushed to the room yelling, “Fallon, Fallon are you alright!” Terror hit him at the horrible sight of a heavily slumped Aiden on top of Fallon's now limp slender semi-clad body. Then relief came flooding into him as she slowly moved her head and opened her eyes and said in a croaky little voice, “Thank goodness he passed out. Could you get him off me? He is heavier than an elephant!” Cameron and Valia were by now standing behind Steven. Quickly Steven and Cameron half lifted and dragged Aiden's still form off a winded Fallon. They left him laying on his stomach on the blue rug. She sighed in relief while Valia picked up her gold dress off the floor for her and helped her put it back on. Fallon was glad that the boys were busy attending to Aiden and felt better now that she was dressed again. Valia then gave her some ice cubes and cool champagne to sip which soothed her throbbing throat.

While Steven hugged Fallon, Cameron checked the unconscious Aiden and said, “He is out cold. Did you girls drug him?” Then Steven slightly shook Fallon and looked sternly at both the girls' fearful faces, “I know you girls are a bit wild and reckless sometimes but playing kinky sex games with that scum? I warned you he was dangerous and to stay away from him. God, what were you two thinking?!” Valia brushed away the tears from her eyes and shook her head, “No Steven, it wasn't what you think! Fallon did it all for your sake. Please, let us explain it all.” They all sat down on the expensive leather lounge suite while the girls told their brothers their plan and all what had happened. Fallon hugged Steven, “Steven, don't look so horrified. It was worth the risk being with Aiden to help you and daddy. I love you so much.” Steven's eyes glistened with tears as he realized just how much Fallon really loved him. He said, “I love you too sis, thank you. It was damn idiotic of you Fallon but also very brave of you two girls.” Cameron eyed the camera still in Valia's hands in distaste, “I don't think we need to develop them, do you? It will be enough to tell Aiden we have compromising photos of him with Fallon.” Valia nodded in agreement, “Yes, he will be scared of his reputation being ruined.”

Fallon got up and gently kicked Aiden's prone limp body on the carpet and he didn't stir, “He will sleep all night now. Come on, let's go home, I'm so drained.” She picked up her beloved locket then went upstairs to fetch her overnight bag from Aiden's bedroom. When she came back down she found Valia sensuously stroking Aiden's muscled back, her eyes admiring his manly form. Valia wistfully murmured, “Damn, such a waste of a great body, it's a pity he is such a egotistical jerk.” The two boys shook their heads. Steven paused to write a note and placed it near the sleeping Aiden. Then they left the Westmarch mansion to go home and decided to all sleep at the Davis mansion.

Later that night, Fallon went into Steven's room. She snuggled with him in his bed, it was an old childhood habit they still did whenever they needed comfort from each other. Steven held her close, “I don't want you to see Aiden tomorrow, he may become violent again. I will telephone him to tell him that he can't hurt us anymore.” Fallon grinned, “Being the bossy brother again? Oh alright Steven, he is very scary when he is crossed. Steven, what were you and Cam going to do at Aiden's if we weren't there?” Steven patted her hand, “Well, I was going to tell him where he could stick his threats. Cam and I thought he would back down if we threatened him to tell Rolt. Fallon, you don't really think I would allow you to show those tacky photos to dad for my sake. I wouldn't want you to look bad in his eyes, he just adores you. But we can still bluff Aiden with them.” Fallon kissed his cheek and sighed, “You are too caring and noble for your own good little brother but I love that about you. Um, I purposely haven't told Valia about you and Cam. I don't know how she will take it. It may be better coming from Cameron and they can talk about to together.” Steven tilted her face up to his, “Fallon, I know it is a shock to you to find out that I love Cameron...a man. But how do you really feel about it?” Fallon held him tighter to her in a protective gesture and rested her head in the curve of his neck, “Yes it was a surprise at first Steven but you are my brother, I don't care as long as you are happy and loved. Cameron is a decent, kind and beautiful person. I just hope Valia supports him and loves him when she finds out.”

The next morning Aiden woke up from his deep sleep feeling very sorry for himself. He ached all over and his head was slightly muzzy. He slowly sat up and recalled the events of last night. He frowned and anger washed over him again; to think that two silly young girls had put one over on him was humiliating. He looked down and saw a sheet of paper. He read the words.... “Aiden, We Carringtons are stronger than you think. Admit defeat and give up graciously. I trust you will refuse dad's gifts to you too and will insist on offering him some of your Westmarch sub companies. Steven.” Aiden thought in surprise, “Ah, the boy has guts and was here too. I wonder if they planned this together. Yes, I underestimated Blake's young offspring. They are more like their resourceful and wily father than I thought.” Then a picture of feisty sexy Fallon looking provocative in fragile black lace and wearing his glittery necklace flashed in his mind. He grudgingly admired her beauty and spirit, she wasn't just a beautiful face but had a clever mind and lots of bravery. He thought, “Yes, for her courage and nerve she deserves the necklace. She is a worthy opponant. Ah well, till our next battle, little witch. I shall look forward to taming you in the end then my revenge will be so sweet.”

As Aiden expected, his telephone rang and Steven's soft gentle voice came on, “Aiden, I hope you are not feeling too sad and sorry from last night.” Aiden had a simmering anger but softly said, “I'll survive, boy. I hope you and that cunning temptress of a sister of yours enjoy your victory.” Steven snapped, “It's not about victory, Westmarch, it's righting your cruel wrongs. Maybe next time you will think twice before blackmailing and threatening to get your own way. It's not nice to have a taste of one's own nasty medicine. Believe us, we will expose those photos to dad if you say anything about Cam and me. Oh, and I'm sure your big brother Rolt would love to know the real you. You have taught me well, Aiden. What was it you told me? Oh yes, lesson one, find your opponent's weakness and lesson two, if you have a trump card, use it to get what you want.” Aiden clutched the phone, imagining it was Steven's throat. He hated being on the receiving end of blackmail for a change. He couldn't quite believe that Steven would expose his sister's dalliance with him to Blake but he couldn't afford to gamble on that hunch. Aiden growled, “Ah so now you and your pretty lover boy are happy then. As I said, young Steven, enjoy your victory...for now.” Then he had the greatest of pleasures in hanging up on the boy. Steven let out a shaky breathe and shivered. He hoped that would be the end of Aiden's rule over them.

The afternoon sun shone through the high windows of Blake's office at the top floor of Denver Carrington tower building. Blake wearily rubbed his forehead, he had been going over some pipeline progress reports. Suddenly he looked up to see sexy Fliss enter the room. She closed the door behind her and locked it. Then she leaned against it and whispered seductively, “I told your little secretary that we are not to be disturbed. You have worked enough for the day. You need some....relaxation.” Blake raised a quizzical eyebrow, “Oh? You think so?” She sauntered up to his desk wearing a long fur coat and throatily said, “Oh I know so.” Blake gasped in surprise when she slowly parted her coat for she was deliciously and outrageously naked underneath. Yes, saucy Fliss was turning out to be a full time occupation. Blake realized that although his affair with Fliss would be very passionate that it would soon burn itself out. His heart still yearned for love and romance and one day he was determined he would find it with a very special lady.

A week later Fallon went to see Valia at the Davis mansion. They sat in the garden and Valia said in a serious voice, “Cam told me about him and Steven. It knocked me, Fallon, I would never have guessed. So ironic, all this time I'd been wanting Steven, my brother has too!” Fallon looked intently at her, “How do you feel about them? I want you to know that I still love Steven and I know that Cam cares for him.” Valia squeezed Fallon's hand, “I was angry and sad at first, who wants their brother to be gay? But he is a beautiful person and so is Steven.” Fallon smiled, “I'm glad you think that Valia, we are lucky to have lovely brothers like them. There are a lot of so called normal straight guys out there with twisted black hearts...look at Aiden for example. No, we have to protect our brothers. I haven't heard from Aiden so maybe it is all over and he will keep his mocking mouth shut.” She reached into her pocket and gave Valia a little silk bag. Inside was a diamond and sapphire bracelet. Fallon said, “I had this made for you out of Aiden's necklace and I have a matching one. It is a thank you for standing by Steven and I against him.” Valia had tears in her eyes as she put it on and hugged Fallon.

That night Fallon and Blake were sitting happily together for dinner at the Carlton. Steven had gone camping with Cameron for a few days so Fallon relished some time alone with her precious father. Blake reached over and kissed her cheek, “My sweet beautiful daughter is back to her cheerful self again, that's great darling.” Fallon looked adoringly at her father, she didn't want to tell him the main reason that she was carefree again was because they had beaten Aiden. So she said, “Ah but you know it is because I have my loving father all to myself tonight and no flighty Fliss in sight.” Blake laughed, yes, it was nice to spend some time with his cheeky daughter.

They enjoyed their meal for some time then Fallon nearly choked on her champagne when Blake said, “Ah, over there is Aiden sitting with Rolt and Natalie. They have come back from their honeymoon.” Fallon glanced over and quivered under Aiden's intently mocking stare, he raised his champagne glass is sardonic salute. Blake smiled, “Come on, let's go say hello.” Fallon felt helpless as her father led her to the Westmarch party. She tried not to look at Aiden as everyone greeted each other. Amiable Rolt invited them to sit and join them. When they were seated Rolt said, “Ah, I hear you have been entertaining my little brother while Nat and I were away.” Aiden smiled and only Fallon's ears could pick up his mocking tone, “Ah yes, Rolt, I found the Carringtons to be very entertaining and giving people.” Aiden gave Fallon an intimate look, savouring her figure in her rose-pink gown that made her blush. Blake warmly said, “It was a pleasure, wasn't it Fallon?” Fallon squirmed in her chair with her eyes lowered but quickly nodded much to Aiden's amusement. Then Blake continued, “Aiden has been guiding Steven for me. I wanted to repay him but he wouldn't hear of it, he even gave me some of Westmarch's assets. But Rolt, don't chastise him for it.” Sweet petite red headed Natalie looked fondly at her brother-in-law, “Aiden can be a sweetie when he likes you.” Fallon felt sick, were they really that clueless to Aiden's evil soul? Then to her horror Aiden purred, “Aw Nat, you know my generous soft heart. You all know by now that Blake is my business guru and idol. Blake, why don't you catch up with Rolt and Nat while I dance with little Fallon. She danced so delightfully with me at your mansion.” Blake nodded happily while Aiden took a dazed Fallon onto the dance floor.

He pulled her to him and Fallon could feel her temper rising as he purposely gazed at her delectable shadowy cleavage peeking out from over the low neckline of her gown. She kept herself haughtily stiff in his arms, however Aiden purposely tightened his hold on her small waist and drew her maddenly close. She could feel his hard sinewy big body against her, his hand heavy in the middle of the curve of her back and on the top curve of her rear. She gritted her teeth in angry frustration, “Ok Aiden, you've had your little bit of fun, now let me go back to the table.” Aiden ignored her request and laughed as he was enjoying her discomfort. He caressed her neck and enjoyed feeling the little vulnerable pulse at the base of her neck fluttering like a trapped butterfly under his finger tips, “No, not yet as I'm enjoying holding your luscious little body too much. Ah, I notice you're not wearing my necklace tonight? No marks there I see. I'm glad as I love your delicate throat. I didn't want to hurt it but you did make me very angry at the time, my sweet.” She smugly held up her wrist to show him a diamond and sapphire bracelet, “I turned it into this and Valia has a matching one.” He chuckled, “So perversely witty of you to do that, Fallon. You know we are two of a kind although you won't admit it.”

He suddenly wanted to playfully punished her. So he bent his head and kissed the side of her neck with hot passionate lips then looked at her with those deep tawny tigerish eyes. She trembled and glared up at him, “Stop it Aiden! I may be willful and selfish sometimes but I'm NOT like you. You are twisted and evil. You deserved what we did to you and more. Just you behave yourself or otherwise I will tell daddy all. At best, daddy would have you beaten up but at worse...well, you wouldn't want to go to jail for being with a minor, they would love a handsome man like you there.” Aiden's tigerish eyes glittered with menace and desire as he stroked her long honey brown hair with restrained strength, “So, you admit I'm handsome, baby girl. You are refreshing and have beaten me at my own game. Alright, I will do what you and Steven want but our time together will come one day, I will make sure of it.” Fallon huffily sniffed, seemingly uncaring but inside she was shaking like a leaf, “When hell freezes over, Aiden.” Aiden grinned and swayed her to the music, “One day I may just take you there with me. That's where you think I'm from. I look forward to our next joust, my witch.” Fallon smiled up at him with pretend sweetness and there was a mischievous smugness in her sparkling eyes. Yes, he knew she had beaten him this time. Steven and Cameron were safe for now. She felt relief when Blake cut in to dance with her and for once in her life she was gratefull for over protective fathers.

The moon cast a silvery glow over Steven's cabin situated deep in the Denver mountains. Within the cabin's cozy logged walls Steven was coming alive to Cameron's tender caresses. Both boys were naked and entwined on the comfortable double bed near a roaring fireplace. The fire's glow cast intimate flickering shadows and its warmth mingled with their own passionate heat. The only sounds were the crackling of the flames interspersed with soft sighs of ecstasy and the slap of flesh upon flesh. Steven suddenly held his breathe as he could feel Cameron's hot hard body press insistently against his back, their sensuous bodies were now spooned. Cameron's large arms enfolded Steven's torso as he positioned himself and then dove carefully into him. Their bodies fused together in passion. Shards of pleasure radiated throughout Steven's body as Cameron slowly picked up the leisurely pace. Then the wonderful feelings intensified as Cam's sure knowing fingers moved down to the front of Steven's stiffened throbbing crotch, gradually building him up to a fevered climax. Steven felt filled to the brim by Cameron's essence. It was exquisite for Cameron to finally relish being milked by Steven's tight hot rear.

For the first time Steven was awakened to the sexual joys of becoming one with another man and it felt wonderful and he felt complete. He was overcome with deep emotion at their physical and spiritual connections and tears of bliss rolled down his cheeks. Both boys were glistening with sweat and cried out as they crescendoed in sexual communion and love. Then gradually their bodies relaxed, their breathing and heartbeats slowed in the aftermath. Cameron's face was now buried lovingly in Steven's blonde curls at the back of his neck. Their firm legs were intimately and heavily entangled. Steven could feel Cameron's firm hot lips and tongue anoint his sensitive skin making him shiver yet again in sweet delight. Filled with love and wonder of what had just happened Steven turned to face Cameron and he tenderly kissed Cameron's moist lips. Steven lovingly ran his hands on Cameron's broad smooth chest and he whispered, “Cam, that was so beautiful, I didn't know it could be this wonderful with you. I've never been with anyone before...girl or man. I don't understand why they think this is so wrong.”

Cameron smiled tenderly into Steven's passion glazed eyes and gently ran his fingers over Steven's kissed swollen lips, “I wanted to make it special for your first time Steven because you are special. In the future we may be ridiculed and taunted for our sexual preference by scum like Aiden Westmarch but we know in our hearts that it is ok and it is just as valid. So don't ever change, I love you for being you. No matter where our paths may take us in our lives I will always be there for you if you need me.” Then as Cameron arched over Steven again creating a burning wet trail over Steven's chest and lower with his teeth and tongue, Steven realized that indeed he was loved and cherished. He felt he had finally found his true self and that it was alright.

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