Fic: Obstacles Of Love 1/? NC17 Balian/Baldwin IV
Title: Obstacles Of Love 1/?
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Balian of Ibelin/ King Baldwin IV implied, also hinted at Balian/Guy de Lusignan, Godfrey of Ibelin/Tiberias and also Godfrey/Baldwin.
Summary: The morning after the night of pleasure and Balian is feeling insecure in his new found sexual relationship with the king.
Warnings: non this part
Disclaimer: this is completely made up; I know nothing about these characters besides names and even those with exception of the OMC I do not own. Balian belongs to the Ridley Scott movie Kingdom of Heaven. This is written for purely entertainment purposes.
I also know nothing of this period in history, as I am not a history scholar, so there is bound to be inaccuracies. Any information is gained from watching the movie and from the making of movie book.
A/N - Leprosy is thought to be contracted via nasal discharges, and only 5% of people who are exposed to sufferers actually contract the disese themselves.
Part One
Balian sighed as he moved in his sleep, his eyes fluttering open as the early morning sun filtered through the gauzy drapes that hung down around the bed. He lifted his head and smiled as he saw the slumbering form of his king laying beside him. He looked so small lying amongst the silks and so vulnerable as his chest rose and fell with his even breathing that sounded so much louder than it should as it hit the silver mask that still covered his face. Balian lay down and rested his head in the crook of Baldwin’s neck, letting his warm breath ghost across the pale bandages that covered his king.
Balian closed his eyes and relaxed once more, trying to allow sleep to claim him once more. He was tired and he knew that he wouldn’t get much sleep when he returned back to Ibelin. If the look on Guy’s face had been anything to go by he would be expecting a visitor in his home when he returned. But for now he would relax knowing that at least Baldwin apriciated his company for what it was and accepted him the way he was rather than tolerating him because he had to and using him for his own gain as Guy had done.
~~~***~~~
Tiberias nodded to the young serving girl who slipped silently out of the king’s chambers as he approached the door. He could feel his heart pounding as he pushed the door open slowly and entered careful not to disturb the king if he was sleeping. He crossed the room quietly as he saw the king raise his left arm to beckon him as he came closer.
Tiberias stopped a short distance away from the bed and he felt all conscious thought of why he had come drift away as he saw the naked form of Godfrey’s boy laying on his stomach with his head nestled on the king’s shoulder. The early morning light played across Balian’s bronzed body as he slept peacefully, leaving a dappled effect where the shadows of the light gauze caught the sun’s rays.
Tiberias felt his heart skip a beat as Balian moved slightly, snaking his right arm around Baldwin’s waist before settling once more. Tiberias looked up and saw the softness to Baldwin’s eyes and he smiled softly for he knew that in this moment the king was truly happy.
“Would you like me to clear your schedule for the day of all engagements?” Tiberias asked his eyes crinkling in the corners as he saw Baldwin lightly rest his gloved hand over Balian’s arm.
“If the engagements can wait then I would apriciate that, for I do not know how long he will be able to stay here, for he must return to Ibelin at some point.” Baldwin said softly.
“Nothing cannot wait another day.” Tiberias’ eyes fell onto Balian once more, taking in the long line of his body, the perfect curve of his buttocks and the long limbs that were arranged peacefully in sleep. “He reminds me of his father.”
“His father was less easy to persuade into my bed at first. His oath as a knight would not allow him to give into my requests as easilly as Balian. Balian gives freely without question, he cares for others above his own pleasure.” Baldwin told him as he idly caressed Balian’s arm, although he couldn’t feel him he knew that the touch would bring Godfrey’s boy some peace as he slept.
“He will care for the people when you have gone. Jerusalem will benefit for having him on her side.” Tiberias told him as he watched the brown head move before Balian lifted his head and blinked back sleep. A smile spread over his face as he saw Baldwin.
“Did you sleep well?”
Balian placed a soft kiss against the bandages around Baldwin’s throat. “I slept more peacefully than I have ever done my whole life. I’m sure it was because of your gift.” Balian whispered as he moved and laid a soft kiss to Baldwin’s sliver mask.
“I am glad you apriciated my gift. Tiberias here has impecible taste and he knows how to administer pleasure.”
“Now really you give me too much credit. I only followed your instructions.” Tiberias said watching as Balian’s head whipped around suddenly at hearing his voice. His cheeks flushed with desire and embaressment.
“I should leave.” Balian said softly as he made to get up as gracefully he could given his morning arousal.
“Stay please.” Baldwin said as he closed his hand around Balian’s wrist. “Tiberias knew already and he will not speak of what he has seen outside of this room.”
Balian looked up at Tiberias and saw the soft smile on his lips, “I should at least dress.”
“Would you like your meals sent here today?” Tiberias asked as he watched Balian slide gracefully from the bed, his back to them he couldn’t help but look at the rounded globes of the boy’s backside. He felt a tingle of excitement rush towards his groin as Balian bent at the waist, the new position showed off his bottom perfectly as he picked up his blue robe. He moved fluidly as he stood and slipped it on carefully belting it before moving to sit beside the king once more.
“I would. I would also ask that we not be disturbed apart from at meal times. I wish to be alone with Balian.” Baldwin explained as he looked at his closest friend and advisor.
“As you wish it.” Tiberias said softly before turning to leave them alone once more.
“How long has Tiberias known about your feelings toward me?” Balian asked as he turned to look at Baldwin, watching the soft expression in his eyes when he looked at him.
“He has known far longer than I have known for sure myself. He saw it before I did. Balian I knew your father, as did Tiberias and he also knows that we shared intimate moments together also.”
“You bedded my father?” Balian asked looking away a little hurt by the knowledge that he wasn’t the first to show the king affection.
“I did not say that. Balian, look at me please.” Baldwin wasn’t opposed to begging for forgiveness when he saw the sadness in Balian’s brown eyes. “Balian your father was with me when I discovered I had this disease. He helped me and remained my friend when all others had forsaken me. He loved me in his own way, yet he was not as comely as you.”
“Were you lovers?” Balian asked his eyes downcast, “Is that why you called me into your bed?”
“Balian I called you here because I have strong feelings for you, because you are Godfrey’s son. But more importantly because you do not fear me and you gave yourself willingly to me regardless of my ailment.”
Balian got to his feet and began to pace the room, his arms wrapped tightly around his chest as he couldn’t get the image of his father and Baldwin out of his head, images of the once beautiful king writhing beneath his father as he thrust into him. Something that Balian longed to do but knew he would never be permitted to do because of the illness that gripped his king.
“I would give anything you asked of me, anything at all. My body I gladly give. Baldwin please show me how much you love me by making love with me.” Balian said turning as he heard the rustle of silks as Baldwin got steadily to his feet, his robes hanging off his slender frame and making him look bigger than he actually was.
“Balian I would not risk your health.”
“I do not care; I could die tomorrow and still not know what true love is. Guy was right; I am only a whore to you. One you toy with at your leisure giving nothing away of yourself. How many other boys have you called in here and shown ecstasy with hand crafted gifts. I should have never left Ibelin; at least there I know my place.” Balian shouted as he stalked angrily back and forth across the floor as Baldwin approached him.
“Balian, do not say such things. I love you, no other have I loved more clearly than I love you.” Baldwin said standing inches away from the boy whose brown eyes blazed with his inner turmoil.
“What of my father, Tiberias are they also included in those you love. I am willing to lay down my life for you, for Jerusalem and all I ask of you is that you show me love. Allow me to see you, to touch you without the robes. Please Baldwin grant me this one wish.” Balian sobbed as he came to stand in front of Baldwin, his chest heaving as tears streaked down his bronzed cheeks.
“Balian please.” He said softly raising one gloved hand and cupping the soft cheek of his young love, he could barely feel the flesh beneath his palm yet his sight told him he was cradling the face of the young knight. “I do not wish to risk your life, even for love. Balian you will outlive me and you will take care of Jerusalem when I am gone.”
Balian pulled away from the touch, tears streaking down his cheeks as he crossed to the balcony and hastily passed through the silk curtains. Baldwin sighed as he crossed the room slowly and pulled open the drapes to find Balian sat clutching his knees to his chest in the corner of the balcony.
Hearing the soft footfalls Balian lifted his head, his tear streaked cheeks shone in the early morning sun. His eyes were red rimmed and he went to burry his head once more only to feel the gentle touch upon his head. “If you will not allow me to touch you what use am I to you. I should leave for Ibelin at once.” Balian said shrugging the touch from his head as he made to get up.
“Balian do not be like this. I am only trying to protect you.”
“What if I don’t want protecting?” Balian snapped as he stood mere inches from his king.
“I do not wish my illness upon anyone and I would never forgive myself if I knowingly inflicted it upon you.”
“I willingly accept it. I am nothing if I cannot love freely whom my heart chooses.” Balian said reaching up and laying his hand against the cool metal of Baldwin’s right cheek. “You have my love. Please will you show me?” Balian asked softly as he leaned up and kissed the cool metal lips of Baldwin’s mask, running his tongue over them slowly while he wound his arms around the king’s neck to draw him into a deeper embrace.
“If I assent to consult my physician will that placate you? I’d rather know it was safe to expose my wounds to the air so you can see, to know that you would not be at unnecessary risk before I took them off.” He said gently stroking Balian’s head.
“All right.” Balian whispered as he looked up at the tired eyes.
“I must sit down.”
Balian helped Baldwin back to the bed and helped him to lie down before climbing beside him and resting his head against his chest while he wrapped his arms around the slight waist. He yawned tiredly before closing his eyes and drifting into a peaceful sleep lulled into unconsciousness by Baldwin’s even breathing.
TBC
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Balian of Ibelin/ King Baldwin IV implied, also hinted at Balian/Guy de Lusignan, Godfrey of Ibelin/Tiberias and also Godfrey/Baldwin.
Summary: The morning after the night of pleasure and Balian is feeling insecure in his new found sexual relationship with the king.
Warnings: non this part
Disclaimer: this is completely made up; I know nothing about these characters besides names and even those with exception of the OMC I do not own. Balian belongs to the Ridley Scott movie Kingdom of Heaven. This is written for purely entertainment purposes.
I also know nothing of this period in history, as I am not a history scholar, so there is bound to be inaccuracies. Any information is gained from watching the movie and from the making of movie book.
A/N - Leprosy is thought to be contracted via nasal discharges, and only 5% of people who are exposed to sufferers actually contract the disese themselves.
Part One
Balian sighed as he moved in his sleep, his eyes fluttering open as the early morning sun filtered through the gauzy drapes that hung down around the bed. He lifted his head and smiled as he saw the slumbering form of his king laying beside him. He looked so small lying amongst the silks and so vulnerable as his chest rose and fell with his even breathing that sounded so much louder than it should as it hit the silver mask that still covered his face. Balian lay down and rested his head in the crook of Baldwin’s neck, letting his warm breath ghost across the pale bandages that covered his king.
Balian closed his eyes and relaxed once more, trying to allow sleep to claim him once more. He was tired and he knew that he wouldn’t get much sleep when he returned back to Ibelin. If the look on Guy’s face had been anything to go by he would be expecting a visitor in his home when he returned. But for now he would relax knowing that at least Baldwin apriciated his company for what it was and accepted him the way he was rather than tolerating him because he had to and using him for his own gain as Guy had done.
Tiberias nodded to the young serving girl who slipped silently out of the king’s chambers as he approached the door. He could feel his heart pounding as he pushed the door open slowly and entered careful not to disturb the king if he was sleeping. He crossed the room quietly as he saw the king raise his left arm to beckon him as he came closer.
Tiberias stopped a short distance away from the bed and he felt all conscious thought of why he had come drift away as he saw the naked form of Godfrey’s boy laying on his stomach with his head nestled on the king’s shoulder. The early morning light played across Balian’s bronzed body as he slept peacefully, leaving a dappled effect where the shadows of the light gauze caught the sun’s rays.
Tiberias felt his heart skip a beat as Balian moved slightly, snaking his right arm around Baldwin’s waist before settling once more. Tiberias looked up and saw the softness to Baldwin’s eyes and he smiled softly for he knew that in this moment the king was truly happy.
“Would you like me to clear your schedule for the day of all engagements?” Tiberias asked his eyes crinkling in the corners as he saw Baldwin lightly rest his gloved hand over Balian’s arm.
“If the engagements can wait then I would apriciate that, for I do not know how long he will be able to stay here, for he must return to Ibelin at some point.” Baldwin said softly.
“Nothing cannot wait another day.” Tiberias’ eyes fell onto Balian once more, taking in the long line of his body, the perfect curve of his buttocks and the long limbs that were arranged peacefully in sleep. “He reminds me of his father.”
“His father was less easy to persuade into my bed at first. His oath as a knight would not allow him to give into my requests as easilly as Balian. Balian gives freely without question, he cares for others above his own pleasure.” Baldwin told him as he idly caressed Balian’s arm, although he couldn’t feel him he knew that the touch would bring Godfrey’s boy some peace as he slept.
“He will care for the people when you have gone. Jerusalem will benefit for having him on her side.” Tiberias told him as he watched the brown head move before Balian lifted his head and blinked back sleep. A smile spread over his face as he saw Baldwin.
“Did you sleep well?”
Balian placed a soft kiss against the bandages around Baldwin’s throat. “I slept more peacefully than I have ever done my whole life. I’m sure it was because of your gift.” Balian whispered as he moved and laid a soft kiss to Baldwin’s sliver mask.
“I am glad you apriciated my gift. Tiberias here has impecible taste and he knows how to administer pleasure.”
“Now really you give me too much credit. I only followed your instructions.” Tiberias said watching as Balian’s head whipped around suddenly at hearing his voice. His cheeks flushed with desire and embaressment.
“I should leave.” Balian said softly as he made to get up as gracefully he could given his morning arousal.
“Stay please.” Baldwin said as he closed his hand around Balian’s wrist. “Tiberias knew already and he will not speak of what he has seen outside of this room.”
Balian looked up at Tiberias and saw the soft smile on his lips, “I should at least dress.”
“Would you like your meals sent here today?” Tiberias asked as he watched Balian slide gracefully from the bed, his back to them he couldn’t help but look at the rounded globes of the boy’s backside. He felt a tingle of excitement rush towards his groin as Balian bent at the waist, the new position showed off his bottom perfectly as he picked up his blue robe. He moved fluidly as he stood and slipped it on carefully belting it before moving to sit beside the king once more.
“I would. I would also ask that we not be disturbed apart from at meal times. I wish to be alone with Balian.” Baldwin explained as he looked at his closest friend and advisor.
“As you wish it.” Tiberias said softly before turning to leave them alone once more.
“How long has Tiberias known about your feelings toward me?” Balian asked as he turned to look at Baldwin, watching the soft expression in his eyes when he looked at him.
“He has known far longer than I have known for sure myself. He saw it before I did. Balian I knew your father, as did Tiberias and he also knows that we shared intimate moments together also.”
“You bedded my father?” Balian asked looking away a little hurt by the knowledge that he wasn’t the first to show the king affection.
“I did not say that. Balian, look at me please.” Baldwin wasn’t opposed to begging for forgiveness when he saw the sadness in Balian’s brown eyes. “Balian your father was with me when I discovered I had this disease. He helped me and remained my friend when all others had forsaken me. He loved me in his own way, yet he was not as comely as you.”
“Were you lovers?” Balian asked his eyes downcast, “Is that why you called me into your bed?”
“Balian I called you here because I have strong feelings for you, because you are Godfrey’s son. But more importantly because you do not fear me and you gave yourself willingly to me regardless of my ailment.”
Balian got to his feet and began to pace the room, his arms wrapped tightly around his chest as he couldn’t get the image of his father and Baldwin out of his head, images of the once beautiful king writhing beneath his father as he thrust into him. Something that Balian longed to do but knew he would never be permitted to do because of the illness that gripped his king.
“I would give anything you asked of me, anything at all. My body I gladly give. Baldwin please show me how much you love me by making love with me.” Balian said turning as he heard the rustle of silks as Baldwin got steadily to his feet, his robes hanging off his slender frame and making him look bigger than he actually was.
“Balian I would not risk your health.”
“I do not care; I could die tomorrow and still not know what true love is. Guy was right; I am only a whore to you. One you toy with at your leisure giving nothing away of yourself. How many other boys have you called in here and shown ecstasy with hand crafted gifts. I should have never left Ibelin; at least there I know my place.” Balian shouted as he stalked angrily back and forth across the floor as Baldwin approached him.
“Balian, do not say such things. I love you, no other have I loved more clearly than I love you.” Baldwin said standing inches away from the boy whose brown eyes blazed with his inner turmoil.
“What of my father, Tiberias are they also included in those you love. I am willing to lay down my life for you, for Jerusalem and all I ask of you is that you show me love. Allow me to see you, to touch you without the robes. Please Baldwin grant me this one wish.” Balian sobbed as he came to stand in front of Baldwin, his chest heaving as tears streaked down his bronzed cheeks.
“Balian please.” He said softly raising one gloved hand and cupping the soft cheek of his young love, he could barely feel the flesh beneath his palm yet his sight told him he was cradling the face of the young knight. “I do not wish to risk your life, even for love. Balian you will outlive me and you will take care of Jerusalem when I am gone.”
Balian pulled away from the touch, tears streaking down his cheeks as he crossed to the balcony and hastily passed through the silk curtains. Baldwin sighed as he crossed the room slowly and pulled open the drapes to find Balian sat clutching his knees to his chest in the corner of the balcony.
Hearing the soft footfalls Balian lifted his head, his tear streaked cheeks shone in the early morning sun. His eyes were red rimmed and he went to burry his head once more only to feel the gentle touch upon his head. “If you will not allow me to touch you what use am I to you. I should leave for Ibelin at once.” Balian said shrugging the touch from his head as he made to get up.
“Balian do not be like this. I am only trying to protect you.”
“What if I don’t want protecting?” Balian snapped as he stood mere inches from his king.
“I do not wish my illness upon anyone and I would never forgive myself if I knowingly inflicted it upon you.”
“I willingly accept it. I am nothing if I cannot love freely whom my heart chooses.” Balian said reaching up and laying his hand against the cool metal of Baldwin’s right cheek. “You have my love. Please will you show me?” Balian asked softly as he leaned up and kissed the cool metal lips of Baldwin’s mask, running his tongue over them slowly while he wound his arms around the king’s neck to draw him into a deeper embrace.
“If I assent to consult my physician will that placate you? I’d rather know it was safe to expose my wounds to the air so you can see, to know that you would not be at unnecessary risk before I took them off.” He said gently stroking Balian’s head.
“All right.” Balian whispered as he looked up at the tired eyes.
“I must sit down.”
Balian helped Baldwin back to the bed and helped him to lie down before climbing beside him and resting his head against his chest while he wrapped his arms around the slight waist. He yawned tiredly before closing his eyes and drifting into a peaceful sleep lulled into unconsciousness by Baldwin’s even breathing.
TBC