Thoughts

Nicolas looks up from his book to stare at his beloved Morrgahn. The others are all out doing their own things. Fenris is doing what ever the great wolf does. Nicolas figured he was out eating people who had annoyed Morrgahn. Jaysen was training troops. Arielien was taking care of her kingdom. Perseus, her younger brother, was taking care of his own kingdom. Magus was working in his lab on new magics. Edward was training with the other elemental mages.

Nicolas was amused by how many people his beloved was married or hand-fasted to. He could feel himself smiling.

“I take it I am your pillow.” Morrgahn's amused voice asked him. Nicolas' beloved was currently in male form at the moment, and wearing his kilt.

“Always.” Nicolas smiles cheekily. “I like studying while you are working.”

“The work never ends.” Morrgahn sighs deeply. “I do not understand why mortals think that being a god is any easier then being a mortal.”

“They have short lives. They do not realize what happens when your life is forever.” Nicolas closes his book, and looks up at the face of his lover. “So what worlds are on the plate today?”

“What worlds are not?” Morrgahn stated morosely. “What peoples are not on the list. Who is not going to die. Only the gods are able to survive such things. Not their mortals.” He sighs deeply. “I hate my job.”

“I know love, I know.” Nicolas reaches up and touches his face. “It drives you mad every time.”

“Then you lot have the rough task to bring me back.” The guilt in the other god's voice was palatable to Nicolas. He did not like the words he just heard from the man even sometimes woman he loves beyond everything.

“And we do every time.” Nicolas points out to him. “I know losing you to madness is not on my list of things to do. So you are stuck being not insane.”

Nicolas watches as a smile forms on Morrgahn's face, and he sets down his work and draws Nicolas into a deep kiss. The two just sit wrapped up in each other's arms for a small while.