Sin Eaters Part 7
As promised @cljordan-imperium a new chapter just for you, right before the holidays.
Warnings: talks about sex, mentions of death
After the almost interrogation by Melleis Talindra was happy to have a moment on her own at the border between the backyards and just watch the people come and go while sitting on the stone fence. At least she was a bit wiser now about how to deal with the situation at hand regarding what the higher ups expect of them after hearing how others do it. Still, she had no real idea what the deal with the horns was because Melleis just grinned and stated she will learn fast enough since she was a horned one herself. Her inkling that full grown horns become more sensitive than those stumps she had all her life became bigger and she started to get tempted to test it with Wynthan.
“What are you thinking about with this wicked smile, my little devil?”
Wynthan stepped next to her, a step behind her still, with laughter in his voice. She craned her neck to see him and let out a small, surprised squeal. If Wynthan was already good looking with the long hair tight up in his neck, the short hair with a wild long streak framing his face on the right side he was now handsome as fuck.
“Going through all the things Mel and I discussed, but damn you look good.”
A bit sheepish he pushed the longer part of hair behind his ear, or at least tried it because it was too short. Kimesnin clearly just left it long enough to frame his face and give him a little rebellious air, emphasizing his clear-cut cheek bones but not long enough to make it a hassle. Talindra snickered and reached out to let her hand wander through the short hair. He stopped her midair.
“I don’t think we are at this level of our relationship yet”, he joked.
“But you wanted to do something earlier.”
“I think pulling a prank is a different thing than letting your fingers run through a person’s hair, don’t you think?”
She crunched her face but yielded.
“Yeah, I give up.”
Slowly Wynthan put her hand down and leaned in to press a kiss on her forehead. She just sat there and blinked at him in response. His smile drew her in, and she slowly turned around to face him completely.
“What was that?”
“I just… felt like doing it…”
The smile flickered as a wave of confusion washed over his face. Talindra put her hands on his shoulders and tilted her head slightly. His hands came to rest on her hips, his thumbs pressing slightly into it and made her feel hot and cold at the same time.
“You are acting on an impulse? I thought you were too controlled for this.”
The smile came back full force. Slightly he leaned in again until only half a hand width was between their faces.
“I am less controlled sometimes than you might get the impression the last twenty-four hours. I just like to stay alive.”
“I copy this. I am slightly clingy when it comes to staying alive”, Talindra joked.
“Good, because I am afraid mom will rip my head off if something happens to you. She took a liking to you even faster than she did to Mel or anyone else.”
“Anyone else?”
“You didn’t consider I have more siblings than Gil?”
“I was busy with a nosy Sin Eater.”
“Apology accepted”, he snickered and closed the last distance.
Almost instantly Talindra wrapped her legs around his and took a deep, relaxed breath.
“Gil gave me an idea what this connection is between the two of us.”
“So?”
“We need to ask one of the elders, but if I remember right the bits and pieces it explains why we trust each other and why we sense each other but not the rest.”
“You mean the attraction.”
“Yes.”
She felt his hands moving from her hips to her back. His thumbs started drawing circled over her shirt that ignited something in her blood she hasn’t sensed in ages. Her body reacted with running hot in the most literal way. Wynthan’s snicker relaxed her.
“You are literal a little devil. Keeping secrets still from me.”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“You also have fire, don’t you?”, he breathed into her ear.
“Only a little. I can’t really control it. Just enough to not burn me.”
One of his hands moved higher where her spine laid closer under the surface close to the neck and softly pressed a finger onto it. She yelped, jolted into him, and felt something surging through her hot and fierce that was clearly no arousal.
A second later Talindra breathed a deep breath of freedom. In a strange way it felt as shackles had been taken from her chest and she could breathe freely for the first time.
“What did you do?”
Her voice still shaky she tried to look at him, but Wynthan held her in his embrace.
“Helping you with your magic. Your fire was blocked because you are a horned one trying to pass as human.”
He stopped to nestle his face into her shoulder and sigh.
“That was this relieving sensation…”
“Just breath and sit for a moment. You might feel dizzy for the next hour.”
“How did you know what to do?”
His laughter vibrated in her body in a good way.
“Funny thing about our kind. Our magic sometimes gets blocked like muscles get cramped. Knowing where to press for each kind of magic is basic knowledge for all of us. Fire is up here. Earth down here…”, Wynthan pressed gently on the small of her back right above her ass and moved to the middle of her back right underneath the level of her ribs, “Here is the area for water, and air user get really funny.”
“Funny?”, Talindra repeated.
A moment later she felt his thumb on the base of her head, gently tapping the spot. She felt her magic immediately reacting to it with a soft wave inside her body. With a smirk she lowered her arms and wrapped them as good as possible around his waist.
“That means, I need to remember to massage your back well.”
A soft hum was the answer. She felt him smiling and anticipated him to pull another silly thing.
“You know, I might haven an idea where the attraction part comes from.”
“You do?”
Wynthan lifted his head from her shoulder what made her whimper subconsciously. He simply raised his eyebrow at her but kept his remark to him.
“We both have fire. No one knows why but those with fire magic are always more likely to be drawn to each other.”
Talindra started to get where his thoughts were going.
“The weird connection and us both having fire is what this is all about?”
“This is the current working theory. We can’t say for sure until we met with an elder and until then..”
She squinted at him not amused.
“I am afraid I know what you want to say now.”
“What do you think?”, he teased her with another kiss on her forehead.
“Not going further like this here until we talked to an elder.”
“That’s my smart little devil.”
“I hate you.”
“I hope you don’t.”
“Why?”
The spark of mischief in his eyes gave Talindra goosebumps in anticipation. He brushed his nose over hers.
“You know waiting makes things more exciting.”
“And?”
“And you forget the Festival of the Eternals is soon. We should sort it all out until then.”
“What is so special about it? It’s boring”, Talindra lamented.
“Maybe on the human side of the city but not in hell. We celebrate it with stories, good food and drinks, little games, and I am sure you will be especially fond of the nights.”
“Color me intrigued.”
“There are always houses and apartments empty and prepared for Sin Eaters during the festival. The nights are for the adventurous singles.”
The way he smirked and played with his eyebrows as he stated this gave Talindra the feeling it was meant exactly the way she understood it.
“It’s an adults only event at night.”
“It is. With special performances and many things, I don’t want to tell you beforehand.”
Leaning back to get some space between them Talindra tried to remember when the festival would be. Wynthan waited patiently for her to come up with it.
“Three weeks?”
“More or less, yes”, he confirmed, “But this gives us a lot of time to get to know each other and sort things out.”
“I have the feeling you have a plan beyond this.”
The grin on his face was beyond naughty and Talindra was baffled it was even there after all. From what she had noticed so far, she thought he would stall everything physical.
“I do, but I don’t want to spoil the surprise.”
“What changed?”
This sudden change made her skeptical and the fact he nodded and licked his lips before answering told her there was some recent event that changed his careful approach to this straightforward one.
“I had a longer talk with mom and Gil while she cut my hair. You probably got told from Mel how she and Gil are as couple?”
With a small nod Talindra confirmed it and nudged him to continue.
“It appears I might have been a bit too careful. With you being on the same page as me and us clicking right away like to cogs meant to work together we still need to watch out of course, but not as much. The higher-ups care for only one thing: children. If they get them from us because we are actually in love, or just have sex like some crazy rabbits or if I would force you as I got trained to, they don’t care.”
Her gaze dropped down to her lap. The deep breath she took went through her whole body before she nodded.
“I see. No walking on eggshells.”
“No walking on eggshells. No game of hiding. It is not uncommon for horned ones to take their partners to the festival on our side. Many children happen to come into this world like this.”
Both snickered about this because it was obvious with the horned one version of festival being a celebration of life like that. A moment later Talindra frowned.
“I need to ask your mother something.”
Gently she pushed him away and jumped down the fence. Kimesnin stood on the stove stirring something that looked like a sauce when Talindra entered.
“Kimesnin, how long are horned one pregnancies?”
“Hello and welcome back. Why do you want to know this now?”, Kimesnin replied without looking up from the pot in front of her.
“Nat and I talked about the festival and how it differs from the human version, and I think I might be one of the children that got created during one of the festivals.”
This got Kimesnin to look up and stare at Talindra in confusion.
“If the horned one is female and got pregnant from a human it is usually around eleven months of pregnancy, but since we know your father must have been part horned one already it is possible that it was shorter, around nine to ten months.”
“My birthday was two months ago. That means technically I could be a child from a festival.”
“Mom?”, Wynthan asked behind her with a weird tone.
Kimesnin, Gilmyrn and Wynthan shared a strange look until Melleis burst out laughing.
“You didn’t tell her?”
“Tell me what?”
“That should have been one of the surprises”, Wynthan sighed with a snicker.
With a waiting position Talindra looked at Melleis who looked at Wynthan with a silent “She is your partner” in her gaze.
“Part of the nightly potion of the festival is burning certain herbs that make you more relaxed and more likely to engage in sex. It is not uncommon for orgies to happen because of this.”
Talindra sucked in her lower lip to stop herself from laughing.
“In other words, there is a chance the human partner of my mother isn’t my father but a horned one?”
“Or another human with more horned one blood in him”, Kimesnin added, “Once we get you to an elder, we can get that sorted out as well. We have ways and methods humans never learned to trace bloodlines. Until then you might want to find your birth notification and your parents Sin Eater logs. If things haven’t changed in those last thirty years, you still might get access to the archives.”
Gilmyrn nodded from the side and waved with the kitchen knife in his hand.
“She is right. We have the highest security level a soldier outside the higher ups got. And yes, we still get access. One from our unit used it two years ago to find family after her parents died. In some way it is a thing most Sin Eaters do at one point.”
With the try to not laugh at the absurd picture of Gilmyrn with the kitchen knife, Talindra turned to Wynthan with a sweet smile.
“Sounds like we will spend our time getting to know each other over dusty logs.”
“I can imagine worse”, Wynthan joked and went to take the knife from Gilmyrn.
“Before anyone imagines anything far into the future, why don’t you start setting up everything outside.”
Kimesnin nodded towards the backyard with a motherly smile.
“Setting up?”
Talindra watched how Melleis and Gilmyrn went outside and pulled her with her.
“Just come with us. I guess Kimesnin wants to talk to him alone.”
“Why this?”
The face Melleis made put more question marks in Talindra’s head. Gilmyrn sighed and gently pushed her down the next chair. A quick glance inside later he took a seat opposite of her.
“Besides Nat and me, there are three more of us. One brother and two sisters, and one of the sisters had no horns”, he explained in a low voice.
A grim smile on her lips she huffed.
“She could have said something to me.”
“You have to understand this isn’t easy”, Melleis stepped in, “It is unusual that the horned one can raise their children. With their fifty years as Sin Eaters, they usually have to serve all of their children are taken away and put into the care of family. You probably noticed the amount of older folks with young kids when you went through the streets.”
With Melleis pointing it out like this Talindra realized there were mostly older folks with the children. Gilmyrn snickered as he saw her realization.
“You don’t need to feel bad. You probably thought it’s nice the grandparents spend time with their grandchildren.”
“Yeah, I did”, Talindra admitted sheepishly, “What happened that Kimesnin could raise you?”
“Nat was barely a year old when she and our father got dispatched for a double A monster with some others. Half the unit got killed. Our father was one of them, mom came back with half her bones broken and more dead than alive. She got retired because she never healed completely. With weather like today it isn’t noticeable but once it gets rainy she is in a lot of pain.”
Melleis sighed and looked towards the house.
“She probably is every day. Nonetheless she fought to be able to raise them. Stubborn like a rock this woman, and her son’s as well.”
“I have no idea what you mean, love.”
“Of course, you don’t.”
With a snicker Melleis pressed a quick peck on Gilmyrn’s cheek but Talindra’s mind was too occupied by the new information. That explained a lot of the strange questions Kimesnin asked about how Talindra grew up and how she dealt with her horns and all those things. A growing suspicion Kimesnin was afraid her allegedly human daughter was like Talindra started to grow.
“Natty was right.”
Gilmyrn’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts. His amused smirk looked a lot like Wynthan. For a moment Talindra wondered if they got it from their father.
“Right? With what?”
“You are smart. I can see in your gaze you got the right idea what mom probably will ask him to do when you go to the archive.”
“This is all rotten from the top to the core”, Talindra growled, “I need to make a list of things I want to ask the elders if they want to see me. If they have answers to my questions.”
“You won’t change it, Talindra”, Kimesnin’s voice waved over soft and defeated.
The look in her eyes told of too many fights she already fought against the system just for her children.
“I know but hopefully I won’t. You can’t tell me I am the only one who thinks this. Things will get into motion once my secret gets revealed. Even if I am safe, they will hunt down every civilian who pass as human but is a horned one. I just realized it. If I let them grow as planned, I will put a target on everyone like me and that means either I will stay in hiding or we use it as a start signal to push for changes.”
All eyes went from her to Wynthan who bit his lips with a smirk and looked at Kimesnin with a gaze that held something along the lines of “I told you she would go there” and something Talindra deciphered as proud.
A deep breath later Kimesnin smiled.
“The triumvirates have no idea what they did when they matched you two. They won’t see it coming until it’s too late.”
“Wouldn’t be fun otherwise.”
Melleis and Wynthan snickered at Talindra’s remark, but Gilmyrn groaned almost unisono with his mother.
“Eternals watch over us. We will either go down in flames or finally be free.”
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