Restoration and Insight

Napoleon picked up the vial and the Sicæ, walked over to the bed, handed the vial to Samuel and was about to hand the Sicæ over as well, when suddenly there was a shocking jolt from the Sicæ. It was as if an electric eel he had picked up had just sprung to life. His hand, wrist, elbow and shoulder cramped in an uncontrollable spasm. His fingers involuntarily clamped around the Sicæ with no option to put it down again. In a panic Napoleon grabbed his hand and tried to pry his fist loose but it was to no avail. The twisted look of panic on Napoleon's face told Samuel all he needed to know.

"Calm yourself Napoleon! Let it flow through you, don't try to fight it!" Samuel urged.

Napoleon attempted to do as instructed, but the spasm was disturbingly bizarre despite the pain being minimal.

"Focus your mind Napoleon, let yourself flow into the energy, the Sicæ will respond trust me," Samuel continued to instruct calmly.

"This is strange; it is like this thing has a will." Napoleon snarled through clenched teeth, his arm continued to convulse as he angrily fought to control it.

"In fact they are sentient in a way. They work more like an extension of your own mind though. What it is attempting to do it is link with you, allow it." Samuel tolerantly continued to explain.

"Hang on, did you just say they? You mean to tell me there are more of these things?" Napoleon asked anxiously.

"Yes, I have told you this previously, we Sicarii are the dagger men we all carry the Sicæ from which our name is derived. There are many hundreds of us. Now do as I tell you, relax; stop fighting and let the Sicæ complete the bond." Samuel answered casually, however his vibrant blue eyes betrayed the gravity of the situation and his growing unease.

Napoleon tried to concentrate but he could have sworn that Samuel's eyes were brown before, strange, maybe he was mistaken, such a small detail for him to have overlooked was unusual. He endeavored to calm himself; he struggled to fight back the slowly rising panic he felt.

"I'm uh not sure; I'm not too thrilled with that idea actually, assuming of course that I have a choice?" Napoleon looked at Samuel as he responded.

"Oh, you always have a choice; however I would advise you this time, to let it. The Sicæ don't handle rejection very well and I dread that you won't live to tell the tale if you don't let it complete this bond." retorted Samuel.

"Considering what I have seen this one do in the last few days, I don't really think I want to find out just how hurt its emotions can get". replied Napoleon sardonically.

"Focus Napoleon, this isn't something to be trifled with so lightly I fail to see how you can find a situation like this so amusing; such holy relics should not be handled with indifference!" ordered an annoyed Samuel.

Samuel was beginning to lose patience and feared the consequences if Napoleon failed to accept the Sicæ. The likely outcome was that it would send him manically insane but it might just slaughter him outright on the spot.

"A holy relic that's sentient?" Napoleon asked rather baffled by the notion.

"Yes, well there are ancient texts that vaguely mention the origin of the Sicæ as coming from the life force of priests from ancient times in the order, so maybe yes, they do have a life so to speak" lectured Samuel, as he attempted to distract Napoleon from his almost palpable fear.

So now we know they live, what else do these Sicæ do?" His disinclined student snapped.

You will find out in time, but not before you treat this one with the proper reverence. Now concentrate Napoleon, let the Sicæ bond with you." Samuel said endeavoring not to disclose what he desired his companion to experience himself.

A nearly contrite Napoleon eventually submitted as he closed his eyes and relaxed. He let the spasm pass through him, the stinging bite of the Sicæ diminishing and at the same time, his awareness of his surroundings grew. In his mind's eye, a kaleidoscope of colours materialized in front of him. He became aware of everything his body, his mind, his self and beyond that, an expansion of his consciousness as he felt as though he were part of the bricks in the walls, and falling into the sweet depths of the heat that radiated off Samuel warmed him.

Samuel saw him relax and knew there had been a break through. "Embrace it Napoleon." Sweet honeyed words of seduction sent a jolt through the American's body straight to his groin as the Sicæ pulsed in time with his growing erection.

He could almost see Samuel as well as feel his heart beat. Flashes of colour darted around his perception, slowly they began to pull together and focus on where he perceived Samuel to be laying.

"I can see you, but it's extraordinary, it's like the after glow of looking into a dazzling light. I can see your heart, your pulse, this is most out of the ordinary," Napoleon observed reverently.

Napoleon realised as he continued to observe this remarkable phenomena that the spasm had passed and he now stood there in control of himself once again and dared to open his eyes. He looked at Samuel and saw as though superimposed over his naked body a living diagram of internal anatomy but somehow it was more.

"Oh! Now that is different! It's like a lesson from Gray's anatomy in living 3D" Napoleon smiled.

"You are completely impossible Napoleon!" Samuel declared in frustration. "What you are seeing is a holy insight the Sicæ gives you of the life force that is around you. Look at your own arm." He challenged.

"I can still feel my arm and I can see the Sicæ but I can't ah, see it." Napoleon frowned as he bought his free hand up to examine his other arm and steady the pounding in his chest.

"That's right, your arm does not appear to be there but of course you should realize it still is there otherwise you would not be holding the Sicæ. The rest of you will appear invisible as well if you notice, that's because as I said, it's the life force around you that you can see, you are at present the Sicæ and of course the Sicæ is you." Samuel informed him his voice took on the bored monotone of a lecturer.

"Well now that is interesting". Napoleon forgot himself in his stunned amazement at what he saw and felt around him.

Samuel just huffed and shook his head at Napoleon.

"I'm Sorry Samuel, I couldn't help myself, it's just well, it is and I have never imagined something like this could be possible." Napoleon let an apologetic smile spread over his face as he tried to sooth the irritated Zealot. "So does this happen to everyone who picks up these things, I mean the Sicæ does it do this to just anyone?" He courteously inquired.

"Strangely no, I am as surprised as you are by this, surprised but pleased that you have been able to experience this revelation. In all the years I have studied the Sicæ; I have learnt much of the genesis, character and intention of the apparatus but I have never known of anyone without great individual preparation and an adept knowledge to be able to gain such a response." Samuel revealed.

As baffled and curious as he was Samuel remained calm, despite his growing concern that such things simply did not happen by chance. He knew he would have to give this some thought sometime soon.

Napoleon was mystified but tried not to let it show as he looked at Samuel and continued to observe in detail this time the strange flow of energies that coursed through the young man's naked body.

"Samuel, I think I can see your injuries". Napoleon declared in bewildered awe.

"Really?" Samuel finally smiled.

"I mean rather I imagine I can see what's incorrect with you beyond the corporeal," Napoleon tried explained. "That is a rather bad laceration on your lower back isn't it?" Napoleon queried.

"That is interesting; you seem to have an intrinsic and acute perception in that case but yes, as a matter of fact it is quite painful. I wonder how well the Sicæ will respond to you." He contemplated. "Come here, I want you to try something, can you see where the flow is interrupted and where it should be corrected?" he continued.

"Hmm yes," Napoleon replied, as he looked more closely "It almost looks like there is a leak, is it a sort of interruption that needs to be closed or joined up or something. Somehow I feel or is it I understand the amount of pain your in."

"Yes you are correct in your description. Alright then, let's try this, gently place the Sicæ near to where you see the break in the flow then draw it towards where you understand it rightfully needs to be." Samuel instructed.

"Are you sure about this? I don't want to cause you any more harm". Napoleon asked with a degree of trepidation.

"Yes I'm sure, there is little risk that you can cause any additional injury to me Napoleon, just draw it across the wound; though Napoleon please, let your mind imagine the restored result not a deeper lesion, the Sicæ will respond to your will in this, so guard your thoughts well". He replied.

Samuel rolled onto his front and Napoleon move closer to carry out Samuel's instructions. Even laced with welts and abrasions, Napoleon tried to ignore just how adorable Samuel's buttocks were he also tried to ignore the still thumping hard erection that the Sicæ continued throb in time with. As gently as he could Napoleon touched the Sicæ onto one end of the vicious wound, as he did he could feel a cold chill extend down his arm that distressingly remained imperceptible to him. He slowly moved the Sicæ along the length of the deep gash that extended across Samuel's lumbar and was stunned to see it close up behind it as if he were closing a zipper. Samuel let out a quiet moan and visibly relaxed, as the wound seemed to heal itself. Confident now Napoleon ventured to heal the other nasty cuts across the perky arse cheek presented before him and was pleased to find the same result occur accompanied each time by a delightful moan from Samuel. After just a short time, he had managed to close all the wounds on Samuels back. He had also come to realised he could be rather controlled with his apparently invisible limbs but was disturbing him was the strange sensation of being disconnected from his actions. He took hold of Samuel and proceeded to roll him over to repair his wounds on his front only to discover as he did that a now huge and rampantly stiff cock jutted up from his companion's loins.

"Now that is remarkable!" Napoleon responded wryly.

"Sometimes Napoleon I do not know what I want to do more, hit you or kiss you." Samuel said with a seductive smile. "I told you to safeguard your thoughts as the Sicæ would respond to your will, whatever was going on in your mind?" he enticingly asked.

Napoleon looked into Samuels somehow familiar blue eyes and smiled back, "I think you realize what has been going on in my mind already and as for your hit or kiss I know which one I would prefer". He declared audaciously as he bent down and took Samuel in his arms to kissed him hard on his perfectly Cupid's bow mouth.

Samuel calmly yielded to his strong embrace; Napoleon relaxed his hand and felt the Sicæ fall from his grip. The miraculous apparitions the Sicæ had given him transformed themselves now into the sublime image of Samuel as he wrapping himself sensuously around his muscular lover; an urgent deep yearning filled both their beings. Samuel's body, sliding over the hard leather body armor Napoleon wore just increased this desire even more. Napoleon started to unfasten the bindings of the suit trying to remove the final barrier between them both. Samuel immediately grabbed the other fastenings and practically ripped them open. They together managed, piece-by-piece to strip off the armor. As each piece fell away, Samuel stroked his hands over the uncovered flesh and at each opportunity revealed itself he kissed and licked it making his way over Napoleon's erotic body. Napoleon finally released his throbbing member at last; he was now completely naked, covered now in only a thin shining layer of sweat and Samuel's saliva.

When Samuel set eyes on Napoleon's cock, his eager mouth attacked his prize he expertly rolled his tongue around under the ample foreskin to caress the glans, each time Napoleon squirmed and bucked his hips as the intense sensation shot through him as his penis progressively hardened even more until it became almost pure agony. Samuel drew back Napoleon's foreskin and flicked his tongue under the frenum and worked his way around the ridge of the glans then dove down on him pumping Napoleon into his hot mouth.

Napoleon took command, he tossed Samuel back onto the bed, and then with his strong arms picked him up at the hips flipped him over, grabbed him again, lifted that pert smooth ass up, and dived eagerly into it with his face. Samuel was enraptured and eagerly opened to Napoleon's exploring tongue as it drove deep into his hot sweet sphincter. Napoleon worked his hands firmly squeezing and kneading Samuel's buttocks, massaging him both inside his hot asshole and out as Samuel pushed back harder moan as Napoleon's probing tongue filled his ass. Napoleon reached between Samuel's legs he grabbed the now enormous hard-on Samuel sported he pulled it back towards him and took it in his mouth to mimic the actions Samuel had performed on him moments earlier. Napoleon could taste the salty precum the oozed from the large penis slit and took great pleasure in the strong musky sent of the young man's ass and balls.

Napoleon rolled the young Zealot over on his back once again and bent down over him to kiss him once again, Samuel immediately wrapped his legs around Napoleon, entwining himself around his muscular frame. Samuel's smooth, lithe young form squirmed and twisted until he could push himself onto Napoleon's rigid, throbbing cock, in answer, with a strong, sure, hard thrust Napoleon drove himself deep into his welcoming ass. They both grunted, full of meaning and need as Napoleon pounded his young firm ass hard and deep repeatedly. Napoleon worked his length in and then completely out of him only to drive it back in hard, slamming Samuel's ass with a sharp slap of skin on skin.

"Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me hard" Samuel pleaded. Beads of Napoleon's sweat dripped off him and fell is great droplets all over Samuel's face in the effort. After what seemed like hours the massive pressure of built up cum erupted. Samuel could feel the hot jet of his ejaculation flood deep into him as Napoleon let out a guttural series of grunting as he pumped more and more of his load deep into him.

Napoleon gently collapsed onto Samuel and drew in series of haltingly deep breaths. Napoleon slowed his breathing, as it returned to a normal peaceful tempo Samuel kissed him tenderly and ran his hands over his sweaty lover's muscular body, kneading every taught muscle slowly until they relax. Napoleon raised his head to look once again into the Zealot's eyes and said with a smile,

"I think we might have just broken every tenet in your orders manuscripts"

"Oh Napoleon," Samuel crooned, "I have wanted this since that day I saw you and Sergi together in the sauna rooms. You don't think I was just there for my scholastic research do you?"

Then they both laughed.

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