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Wind was beyond embarrassed over this but knew that there really wasn't any helping it. He took in a deep breath and stepped out into the hallway then waited to see what would happen. Thankfully, his demon was behaving for the moment.

"Two years..." he said softly, letting Egan know how long it had been since he'd left his rooms. Two years since the Hunter's had kidnapped and tortured him. Two years since Desha had died. Two years since Aten had died... He'd kept himself locked in that suite for two years...

After another moment, he started walking while holding Egan's hand like a lifeline to sanity...

Wind gave a low growl as his exit was blocked. But the changes in Egan intrigued the demon-sided Wind, as did the challenge. He gave a deep chuckle as he leaned forward, his hair sliding around him and giving his very tempting form even more of a tease.

"Mmm.... Playtime then... Until you give in... Then I get to play with others..." he growled out, giving Egan his only warning.

Then he charged, wrapping his legs around Egan's waist and holding his head for a hard and fierce kiss, simply laughing into the kiss when his back hit a wall.

From there, Egan had to take charge, had to let his own demon side go. After that happened, the suite was avoided by everyone. They didn't even get food trays. They were left alone. And the sounds that came from the room were more like a war-zone happening than two demons going at it like bunnies.

There was no gauge to time. So when Wind's demon finally gave out, having worn out Egan's demon in the process as well, they were both exhausted, covered in bruises and claw marks and bites, in serious need of a bath, and completely worn out. And some of the furniture needed repairs.

But Wind was back to normal and his leg was much better. He'd been right to guess that he'd always have a bit of a limp, but that wasn't a hardship.

Wind panted as he laid where he'd been dropped, shivering as the sweat dried on his skin, "I feel better... Need a shower soon as I can walk... But I feel alot better..." he gasped out. When he turned his head slightly, his hair moved over his skin and made him shiver and gasp again as overly sensitive nerves were teased from the simple movement.

Right now, his demon may have been asleep, but he was still in pleasure overload. Of course, right now, if Egan pushed it, Wind would happily go another round without the demonic side effecting everything. He was that far into mental pleasure mode. He'd actually go until he passed out.

It was a sign of Egan's prowess so far. And certainly in his favor.

When he could move without his eyes rolling up into the back of his head, he turned over so that he could look at him and gave a small smile, "Thank you for marking my demon like that. If I shift over again, it'll be easier to pull me back and keep me from doing something regrettable. For now... As soon as I can move... A shower or a bath?" he offered, finding that he was more relaxed now than he had been in two years.

He was also closer to being himself than he'd been in two years. All he had to do now was recover from the mental aspects of the torture and he'd be fine. He still had alot to process, but he thought he could manage to visit with some others now.

"Maybe later... I could show you the garden... I think you'd like that... And the underground pool... Not many people use it these days..." he added, finding that while he was feeling a little shy now, he wanted to spend more time with Egan, getting to know him better and showing him around his home.

Wind gave another shiver then simply nodded, "A bath for now..." he agreed then valiantly tried to push himself up and moved to the edge of the bed. But when he got to his feet, his legs gave out and he dropped back to the bed with a surprised sound. He wasn't unhappy with it, just surprised. He took another moment then tried again. He was successful that time.

He moved into the bathroom, showing that he did have a limp. But he would likely always have that now, considering the damage he'd gotten.

He moved in and got the water going in the tub and collected the bathing oils they'd need. He also pulled towels and set them beside the tub then added robes and the comb he usually used for his hair in the tub when it needed extra conditioning. Considering the lack of care he'd given it lately, it needed the extra care.

He finally shut off the water and turned to find Egan entering the bathroom, gave him a small smile then joined him in the tub. He ducked under the water to wet his hair then washed it, rinsed it, and finally applied the conditioning oil to it and pinned it up for now. Then he simply relaxed back to soak for a moment.

He knew that he could fall for Egan all too easily. And it had been two years since Aten had died. In truth, he should have been ready to get into a relationship again,. He just wasn't sure how to get there yet. Thanks to the attack, his confidence was shot.

For now, he was deciding that he needed to see how things progressed. He wasn't going to make any plans, he wasn't going to make any decisions. He was simply going to take it a day at a time and see where it led him.

For now, Egan was the only thing that could save him from going down entirely.

He'd saved Wind's life for now. Only time would tell if it would stick or if he'd drop back to where he was before.

For now, he simply enjoyed the hot water and let the conditioning oil work on his hair. Before he rinsed it, he needed to comb the oil in. For now, he could simply soak....

Wind was surprised when Egan pulled him into his lap, shivering at the skin-to-skin contact. But at the words, he simply shrugged one shoulder and shook his head with a small smile, knowing that the male didn't understand it yet but would soon enough.

"That's not it at all... An old friend once told me something that's stayed with me for my entire life: 'It's not about who you're with. It's about living with yourself. Once you've comfortable in your own skin, with who you are at heart, then you can be who you truly are and it won't matter what the rest of the world says about it...' When I finally understood that, I could live with being myself," he told him softly.

Remembering Desha telling him that hurt a bit, but it was a pleasant pain. In the moment that he'd understood the words, he'd finally been open to being himself in any situation.

Once he'd become comfortable with his preferences and decisions, then he'd had no problems living his life.

Well... Until the Hunters had taken him...

He moved for his bathing oils and started cleaning up. But he paused when he felt his leg, looking over the damage that likely wouldn't heal any further. It was a result of the amount of damage he'd taken as well as the lack of care after getting injured. He finally shook off his thoughts and concentrated on getting clean.

He still didn't think that he and Egan would become anything permanent, that Egan would eventually find someone that suited him better and would simply be an Alpha for him when he needed it.

He finally turned a small smile to Egan, "Come on. We should get some sleep. I'll show you around the rest of the castle tomorrow. I may be a bit slower than usual, but it will be worth it," he offered, hoping that Egan hadn't noticed that hesitation.

Wind was yawning by the time they dried off and headed into the bedroom. He was surprised with how tired he was, knowing that he usually had more stamina. Then again, after everything he'd been through, it was a miracle that he had the ability to stay awake for more than an hour at a time. Being awake as long as he had been so far was a miracle by itself.

But before he could sleep, he had to take care of his hair...

He reached for his brush, not really paying too much attention to his lack of clothing or the fact that Egan had snatched the brush first. When he couldn't find it, he turned and had to smile at him, giving him his back so that he could brush his hair for him. He relaxed into the pulls of the brush through his hair and almost fell asleep on his feet... But he did come to long enough to braid his hair down so that it didn't tangle while he slept then crawled into the bed and settled under the sheet.

He'd made sure to leave room for Egan to join him but was having trouble keeping his eyes open as he tossed his hair up and over the pillow, giving a pleased sound when he felt Egan curl up behind him. He even pulled Egan's arms further around him as he drifted off to sleep.


While they slept, the servants left clothes for Egan and left cleaned clothing for Wind to be put up. They also left them a snack tray int he sitting room, in case they woke up hungry. The servants were showing their silent support of Egan with Wind, hoping that he understood what they were saying...

While Egan was holding him, Wind slept peacefully. He really didn't even notice the change, though it would soon become clear to him if he paid any attention to it. Unfortunately, he'd gotten so very good at hiding it when he was having nightmares, so no one else would ever know if he was having one...

When Egan got up, Wind fell into a flashback-nightmare where he relived Desha dying. He only gave a small flinch once, while Egan was still in the living room.

Then he caught the scent of the food as Egan came back into the bedroom and blinked his eyes open, turning onto his back and stretching with a yawn. He finally sat up and rubbed his eyes a bit, trying to chase away the nightmare. He gave Egan a small smile and picked up a piece of buttered toast, gave Egan a kiss to his cheek and moved for the edge of the bed.

"I'll get dressed. I should probably show myself outside the bedroom to prove that I'm still alive. The garden's a good spot to walk for a bit, I think," he said simply and took a bite from the toast as he headed for his closet with his braid swinging behind him.

He still had a limp, but he was resigned to having it for the rest of his life. Everything else had healed. It was only the leg that was an issue. It was as healed as it was going to get. The shattering of the bones had simply been that bad.

But after all that had happened... He'd still gotten off lightly...

Wind gave him a small smile as he led the way towards the door, "I think you'll like the garden. Sebastet's been working on it since she came here. Even I don't know how long that's been. I do know it's been destroyed and restored twice in that time," he explained as he grabbed another piece of toast from the food tray.

There was something about the buttered toast he was craving, he guessed. Either way, he'd eat something better a little later. For now, he wanted to get out in the sunlight for a bit.

He was wearing a simple pair of jeans with a tanktop in a dark brown that went nicely with his eyes and hair. He'd added a pair of knee boots that laced up his legs. Desha had gotten him hooked on the boots and he simply had to wear them whenever he had the chance.

He'd already re-braided his hair to keep it from getting in the way if the breeze picked up and simply let it hang down his back.

When he got to the door, he paused for a moment and leaned in to give Egan a light kiss to his lips, "Don't worry about it if you're not comfortable with public affection just yet. For now, just enjoy the day and see what happens. Start to feel comfortable with yourself. Feeling comfortable with a partner can come later," he advised him softly then flashed him another soft smile and led the way out to the garden.