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Joxer and the Men	By : AmberDDawn Category: S through Z > Xena Views: 2235 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Yes I'm still here. As always I really Hope you enjoy this strange fiction.
Maybe we can get a little more plot in this chapter?
If you notice any extra H's and G's or other out of place double letters i think my laptop keyboard is dying. It either omits them ot spits out extra when it feels like it. I'm trying my best to go back and fix things but its rather frustrating in addition to having dyslexia I have a mentally challenged keyboard.
Joxer and the Men
Chapter 11: You'll have to get used to it.

Being stuck in that cave for several days was a two-sided coin. They had a lot of time to get to know each other, their bodies and their minds. They eased up on the rough sex for the most part and remembered to use oil inspite of Joxer's talent for self lubrication. It was always prudent to be cautious.

Though Autolycus wanted to delve deeper into Joxer's past he learned certain subjects should be left alone. Family prooving to be a hazardus topic. His parents were off limits, his brotheres were somewhat ok...More so Jayce than Jett. Older brother, Jett, was the favored son of his father's and though he was much more accepting of his brother they still didn't get along well. Jayce was kind of a different thing all together he was a favored son also, but he was never overly cruel to his brother. They got on fine.

Auto was open about his family life. He left home early. His step-father wasn't cruel but he did seem to resent him. It had hurt when he was a child, the man he knew as father treated him like a stranger. His mother was a beautiful woman and very sought after in his home village, but when she had a trist with a god she quickly married for fear of being labled a whore.

The man she married realized she had only married him for convience but had loved her none-the-less. All of his resentment was channeled into cold treatment of the boy she gave birth to a mere six months into their marriage. Everybody assumed the lovers had been unable to wait for a ceremony to make love and thus an early birth, but thankfully one in wedlock.

Joxer had held him as he admitted he had only ever wanted his father to be proud and to love him. He told him how he left when his mother finally was able to give the man another child, and he saw the true love and care on his step-father's face. With that look he realized the man had not been his true father and his very presence before the man was an insult. It nearly broke him, and it made him realize he didn't belong there.

It had crushed him, but he didn't blame his mother or the half brother he never got to know. He left a week after the boy's birth...he could not even remeber the child's name...It would be too painful to know the child that held all the love and reguard he had lacked.   He simply walked out of the home at the age of thirteen and he never went back.

He felt Joxer tracing the scar on his belly as he recanted his first time stealing. How he had been caught and stabbed left for dead but he didn't die. He had stolen a stale loaf of bread because he was starving, and he had his stomach ripped open for it. Joxer had held him so tight. He didn't cry but he trembled at the painful memories. It was an unburdening he had never dreamed of being allowed. It felt so uplifting to have another person holding him whispering sweet nothings in his ear. Then kiss him and lick a trail down his belly...and wow was Joxer surprisingly good at giving head for an inexpirenced recently deflowered man.

Still all that passionate love making and idle banter could only entertain two people for so long before they were begging for fresh air and blue skies. They had determined that this cave had ventlation to allow air in and smoke from the fire place out, but nothing more than a skant few inches wide. There was no way for a mortal and a demigod to escape it.

Not that they were ungrateful to the Goddess that had banished them to this hidden room had provided handsomely for all their needs...good food, a warm bed, plentiful hot baths , a chamber pot that always seemed to be empty and clean after they had to releive themselves...However, neither man was one to be cooped up inside. They were both men who enjoyed their freedom, and there was precious little of that for them for much longer. They realized that once the had a child that their lives would be changed forever. They had discussed this at length in the hours between love making sessions.

After that discussion would get a bit too depressing and overwhelming; Joxer would, surprisingly tactfully, change the subject. They discussed places they had been and things seen. Where they would build a house if they ever did manage to settle down.

Joxer's favorite topic was possible baby names. He had a few favored ones picked out. Nobody had mentioned to either man before exiling them that they need not think of feminine names for their child. Joxer had the idea of naming a daughter Naomi. He had met a band of Hewbres he and his friends had crossed paths with. One of the women was named that, She a beautiful creature he fancied a bit before falling for Gabrielle, and she was kind to him which only added his desire to name a future daughter after her. Auto nodded at the name and smiled. He said it sounded like a name for a beautiful girl.

Joxer was torn on boy names though. He liked Victor, Iesous, and Virgil.   Virgil was his favorite though, but he said to Auto he would compromise on the name. Autolycus agreed Virgil was a fine name. It did have a nice ring to it he had said.

Finally after what felt like a month, only about five days actually, They woke in a field that they recognized was near Colyrus. They found travel packs that were filled with the essentials.

Joxer was thankful that they had awoken fully clothed, though nearly a week of walking around in the nude had left the clothing feeling restrictive on him. Or was it that his belly was getting chubby, "I think all that rich food is making me fat."

Autolycus watched Joxer poking his stomach and turn trying to look at his own backside. That ass was indeed very lucious, "Must be the potion." He slid up behind his husband and cupped his hips they were fuller than they had been he had hardly noticed until Joxer nearly ripped his pants bending to get his pack. He nearly swallowed his tongue when he saw the stitches straining. Thoughts of how easy it would be just to rip those pants off him and fuck his lover into the dirt had him on the verge of pouncing, when Joxer groaned and rubbed his back.

Poor Joxer had been having lots of aches still. Auto stopped, hugging and lifting his lover. His lower back popped slightly and the younger man sighed in relief, "That feels better, but could you put me down I want to get back to Xena and Gabby. I'm sure we have some catching up to do." Joxer was still barefoot so the road to the village was a bit tough for him but he solidered forth. It was only a mile or so to the gates from where they had awoken.

"It feels great to be in the open air doesn't it?" Joxer grinned like a cute little fool and Auto had to agree. His smirk much more dashing, and his eyes much more lusty. Joxer had such faceted expressions. His face, an open book of emotions. Auto had long ago learned that wearing your heart on your sleeve was a dangerous way to live, but it was refreshing to see it on his lover. It made him easy to read. He had learned the tells to any mood change, weather it was happy, sad, angry, worried, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. There were a lot of them. Joxer was a lot more complicated then he seemed on the surface.

Once at the gates it was clear that Joxer was remembered by more than one of the guards fondly. Auto saw interest in their eyes that he didn't like. This ocassion called for a bit of flaunting Joxer's and his relationship. He wrapped his arm around Joxer's waist and lust filled looks turned to ones of envy and dissapointment. It seemed worse with those who had been exposed to Joxer before he had been taken. Most of the people on the street nodded to him in a friendly mannor or with detached indiference. Indiference was the prefered emotion to Auto.

He was suspicous of any friendly nod or polite gesture. The first place they had headed was Phidais' house. They found the his home closed up and a note saying that the man was unavaliable and to look for aid in the village center where two Priests of Apollo had set up temporary shop.

They tried the tavern next. A tall, tan young man held the door for Joxer smiling. Joxer thanked him cheerfully and passed hitching his pack higher up his back and wiggling his rear end in the process. The guy holding the door unashamedly watched his ass in the too tight pants as Joxer walked toward the barkeep.

Though he was ready to murder the bastard staring at his Joxer, Auto had to admit that an ass like that would be hard not to apriciate. Then man almost closed the door on Auto. He grumbled under his breath as he pushed past the man staring at Joxer's tush. He manuvered himself behind his husband cutting off the lovely view.

Though Auto did not care for the tavern owner personally he had to accept his was the only place boarding people...at least as far as he knew. They assumed their friends had taken a room at the inn. Auto almost flinched when the man turned sporting a swollen black eye.

"Help ya?" The man nearly growled.

"Were lookng for some friends of ours," Joxer said without even pausing, "Two women, one tall with dark hair, the other shorter with blonde hair."

As the man heard the discription his face grew red and he bared his yellowed teeth, "Them two bitches that had the gull to tell my wife to leave me...and the stupid wench went along with them. That one actually punched me. I tell you, those women need their men to call them back in line and beat the willfullness out of them! If that crone of mine shows back up she's going wish she was never born! I'll belt her good!"

The tavern went quiet listening to the man scream in a rage. He looked at the two men and screamed, "Get out! Your lot isn't welcome here."

Joxer frowned deeply, "I think you might be wise not to threaten your own wife, maybe she'd not have left you if you weren't such a nasty person." The man angrily lunged across the bar reaching for Joxer's neck. Joxer started to raise his hands to defend himself.

The man felt the sharp point of a blade at his own throat and looked into eyes so cold he felt his bones freeze, "Touch him and I'll cut your ugly head off."

Auto had pushed Joxer behind him and raised his dagger in one fluid motion. He was wound tighter than a drum. Joxer laid his hand on Auto's shoulder and the man pulled back. Turning away and ingoring the murmers in the crowd he pulled Joxer out of that building he had helped save only a few days before.

Auto was dragging Joxer away from the scene. his movements were jerky and stilted. Joxer dug in his heels and pulled him back, "What was that?"

"What?" Auto grunted still brooding over the fact that joxer had nearly been hurt...had nearly been touched by another. He had reacted more out of instinct than anything but it was primal and he felt a little sick that he was willing to lop off the head of some over weight old fart. Deserving or not. Autolycus, the King of theives, did not lose his cool like that.

"I mean...you almost stabbed that man!" Joxer sounded frantic and worried, "He could hardly have done much to me. I could have handled him," Auto flinched at the dissapointment in his lover's voice but also felt a spark of anger in his chest.

He turned grabbing Joxer by the shoulders and dragged him into an alleyway not far from the tavern. He pressed Joxer against the wall and glared at him. His face amixture of emotions; rage, worry, fear, and possessiveness among them. He was showing more than he wold have liked, a lot more than he should ever. He pressed Joxer against the wall and kissed him with a fericness he had yet to express.

Joxer allowed him to invade his mouth. He felt his husband trembling as the rage ebbed away and only left the fear in its place, "You idiot," he pulled away and growled at the younger man, "I...You could have been hurt, and if I'd not been there what's to say he wouldn't have done to you what he's been doing to his own wife!" He saw flashes of Joxer's scarred back and the way the man closed himself off at the mention of his father, and then the image of the woman who probably looked a lot older than she actually was. She could have been Joxer in ten or fifteen years.

Joxer winced as Auto's grip unconciously tightened on his arms. Auto let go of him and backed up looking horrified. His breaths came in short ragged bursts. He cleared his throat slowly regaining himself, "I'm sorry."

He his breathing finally slowed. He looked up only when he felt the tenative caress of his cheek. Joxer lifted his face to his and kissed him, "No apology needed...I'm fine. You protected me."

Joxer slipped his arms around his lover's waist ahd hugged him leaving gentle kisses on his cheek and jaw and neck, "Feel better?"

Joxer peeked up at Auto, the man had managed to pull himself back together enough to at least feign a smirk.

"Now where should we look to find our friends?" Joxer wondered out loud.

"The healers at the center of town would be a good place to start. I suspect they had to take that man's wife for help. Perhaps the priests will point us in the right direction," Auto suggested, earning a squeeze and another kiss to his jaw.

"Good idea," He let go of Auto and began trotting toward the center of town. Auto followed watching his bottom bounce all the way there. He had to supress a possessive growl noticing he wasn't the only man enjoying the show, but he kept himself in check. Unfortuantly while he was sending warning glares at a couple of men he lost track of his lover in the throng of people.

Joxer bounced on the balls of his feet near the horse trough next to the prefect's house, he had no idea where the healers were and he had lost Auto in his eagerness to find them. He looked around the square where people were milling about, no Auto. His pants were riding low on his full hips and rounded ass. He was giving quite the show, as he walked past the leader's house he had to stop as two familiar faces stepped in his way.

"Well, well, well, Look who's back bro, and he's traded his cook ware for a harlot's clothes...It's a vast improvement. Wouldn't you agree Chares?" The guard to his left stepped closer and smirked, "I didn't realize what a fine body was hiding under all that junk." Joxer tried to go around them skirting the side of the house. Then men saw the opportunity to force him out of sight behind the house. Joxer feeling more than a bit nervous backed up until he hit a wall. Lookng up to see the window he had been under when he had been beaten so many days ago. He was cornered.

"Now, now Kallon," Chares tutted at his brother as the two aproached the other man, "No need to be so forward. Your're probably frightening the delicate thing. After all you did beat him pretty badly."

"You held him down for me, though brother," The first reminded him, "You could hold him down again, while I take that ass of his to task."

"Perhaps I'd rather be dealing with that mouth of his," Kallon circled around Joxer admiring his body, "Who knew what a difference a simple change of clothing could make." Joxer felt a hand on his tush and he turned. There were arms around his chest hands on his hips as the men sandwiched him.

Joxer felt a surgre of anger at the men, and shame, as he was pinned between two bodies; neither of which was his husband. His stomach rolled and he fought the urge to vomit. One day he was a target for their fists, another day prey for their carnal desires. He pushed at one of the two men and jerked his elbow back into the ribs of the other. He kicked and spit and growled, "Let me go!"

"I don't think so doll," One behind him leaned in and licked his earlobe as the other thrust his hips into Joxer's pelvis.

"Lets bring him into cousin's house so we can play in peace," The one facing him said. They broke apart each taking an arm in hand turning the struggling man. Joxer stuck his legs out and bent his knees. He managed to trip them up and landed hard on his knees but he wiggled out of their grasp just long enough to put a bit of distance between them and himself.

Joxer rounded the corner of the house in time to run into a someone.

"Woah..." Strong hands steadied him before he could fall on his tender ass. He looked up into another vaguely familiar face, "Are you alright? You look a little shaken up?"

Joxer tried to shake his head, but he heard angry yelling as the two brothers came for him.

"Get back here you whore!" Joxer thought that was Killon...was that what the other had called him? Kallum? Who cared.
"We weren't finished with that sweet ass," The other's voice came, Chames, Chures. Whatever...

"Kallon, Chares!" The man holding him barked.

"Captain," Both men came to a hault looking between their superior and the object of their shared lust.

"Ah...Sir you've found our friend...We were just showing him around the village," One of them...Maybe Kallon...spoke.   Joxer was still unsure, but he shot a warning glare at Joxer. He shook his head violently.

He felt himself pulled back and pushed behind the Captain, "You were giving a tour of the village while you were assigned to guard duty? You are over an hour late. You are only out of your cells because your cousin demanded you be allowed clemency ...Do not make me regret my leniency."

The two men glowered but left without verbal protest. Joxer felt his body relax as then men walked away without looking back.
"Are you hurt?" The man that had protected him asked as he turned.

"No...and Thank you," Joxer smiled weakly. He still felt nauseaous from the expirence, "I appriciate it but I need to find someone...well a few someones..."

"You're looking for Xena aren't you?" Captain Eos asked, he smiled and patted Joxer's shoulder, "She and that girl of hers have been helping out since a few of our men were injured and we found ourselves lacking numbers."

"That sounds like Xena, and I bet Gabbrielle is helping with the sick," Joxer grinned.

"The blonde?" Eos asked, "That's her name...I couldn't remember it, but she's been helping prepare rations for them men."

Joxer grinned and nodded.

"Joxer!" The two men turned to find Autolycus jogging up to them, He grabbed Joxer looking only slighty suspicous of the Captain of the guard, "I was worried about you."

Joxer leaned into him, trembling. The feel of his body heat calmed Joxer and eased away thhe queasiness in his belly, "Sorry I took off so fast...I was just excited, but Captain...um"

"Just call me Eos," The man supplied.

"Eos knows where Xena and Gabby are," Joxer smiled and looked to the other man.

"Good, we can meet up with them and check in then i'm taking you to get new boots and better fitting pants," Auto patted his bottom then rubbed it.

The captain turned and pointed, "The barraks are that way and Xena should be there helping train some volunteers. Were going to have a militia with or without the prefects permission. There's been no sign of the mountain men since last week, but after that skermish I think its foolish not to have more men ready to fight for the safety of the village."

Joxer nodded not having any idea about the fight but being affable he had to agree it was a good idea. Auto kept Joxer anchored with a hand firmly on his left butt cheek as they walked.

He massaged the globe rubbing his fingers over the soft seude, the onlyy though in his head that Joxer's skin was softer, and smoother, like silk. Maybe he would get a set of silks from Chin. Like that Chin merchant's wife had worn...maybe a more masculine version of that tight dress she had worn. With the high neck and short sleeves and the, gold as the sun and red as a poppy.

He remembered making love to that woman and knew it had been enjoyable but it felt distant and he even felt a little bit dirty for having done it. If he caught someone trying to seduce Joxer away from him, he would be out for blood. Still those silks...On joxer...but only for him to see. Not for anyone else's eyes. Autolycus had never been a jealous type...a bit covetous but never with any woman. This had to be the potion's doing....but he couldn't help himself. Despite being ready to rip the dick off anyone who dared think of touching Joxer, he did trust Joxer. He was just paranoid someone might attempt to take what was not willingly given.

He shook his head when he felt Joxer stop. He looked up and there was Xena demonstraiting her sword skills to a group of teens and young men...mostly men. There were a few women there too.

"Remember never leave your sides open, and always have try to have room to get out. Don't get yourself cornered," The men were nodding, and the women watched with rapt attention. The sparkle of admiration in their eyes. Joxer recognized the heroworship. That look had crossed his face many times while watching the woman fighting.

Xena noticed them and turned smiling at the pair, "Alright I want everyone to take up a pratice sword and pair off to pratice your moves...Rememver they swords are not sharp but they are heavy and you will get bruised if you aren't careful," She turned back and distractedly ordered the group.

Xena came over and grabbed Joxer and hugged him fiercly then held him at arm's length. Auto didn't even realize the growl that erupted from his throat. Xena looked past Joxer quirking her brow at him. He couldn't help feel jealous. All his proclamations that they had to be careful didn't change his need to proclaim that Joxer was his and nobody could touch him, but this was Xena...Xena...in love with Gabrielle...She was more like a big sister to Joxer than anything. He told himself that but his first balled tight and he resisted the urge to clock the woman and drag his Joxer away.

"You look so much better Joxer," Xena said turning back to Joxer almost as if she didn't notice Auto's disgruntled expression. Joxer was beaming and just looked so much more healthy than he really ever had, "Youre glowing!" She smiled finally releasing her friend. Finally she aknowledged Autolycus, "Its good to see your taking care of things," Her smirk was teasing. Auto looked pissed but she passed it off for the time being.

She turned back to the group looking to a man sitting on the sidelines of the small training fields. He was wearing a bandage over his eye.   Joxer recognized him and waved.

"Can you watch the trainees Sosilus?" Xena asked, "Were going to see Gabrielle."

"Take your time...I have this," He pushed himself up.

"Don't do anything too strenous. Eos will come down on us like Zeus' lighting bolts if you over do things," Xena warned good naturedly. It seemed she and Gabrielle had made some friends. Joxer was glad of it. He felt Auto's arm slip around his waist seeming to fit there as if they were made to go together. Xena lead them toward the barracks kitchen. It was a small building with a stone facade and a bricked chimney.

Inside there were a few young boys milling around fetching things for the cooks...Gabrielle was peeling vegetables looking less than pleased with her assigned task. Next to her a woman with long grey hair braided back sat doing the same job. Half her face was purple and her nose looked bent. She didn't seem bothered and worked at twice the speed as Gabby. In fact she was smiling as she worked.

She and Gabby shared a quiet conversation. The woman did flinch when any of the other workers came near to grab more of the cut squashh she had prepared. The woman noticed Xena first and smiled gently tapping Gabrielles shoulder. Then the woman noticed two men behind Xena and her shoulders fell and she hunched over a bit seemingly making herself smaller.

She tried to go back to work but Gabrielle touched her hand and made her put down her knife and the squash she had been carving up, "Rhoda meet our friends...don't worry they're nice."

The woman looked up and both Auto and Joxer smiled hiding the flinch seeing the woman's half swollen face. This was the tavern keep's wife. Auto recognized her. He wished he had lopped off the man's head. There were bruises over her chest and they could be seen over the exposed parts of her arms as she shifted uncomfortably. Her hair was grey, and she had crows feet and lines around her mouth, but there was enough of her face untouched to show she had been a fair looking woman in her youth.

"Hello, She said in a whispy voice, "Nice to meet you." She looked miserable, but she managed a thin smile for them.

"This is Joxer the mighty...I was telling you about him," Gabrielle said.   Rhoda looked him over and covered her mouth to stifle her ggiggle. Joxer rolled his eyes. Gabby probably already told her enough stories to, humilate the most shameless person in the world.

"This is Autolycus," Xena butted in and the woman nodded, "I was going to borrow Gabrielle if you don't mind.

"Of course not," Rhoda smiled.

"They are treating you nicely here aren't they?" Xena asked in mild concern.

"Yes," The woman blushed and ducked her head, "They say I can board with the cooks...and they know not to let Alcimos near me." She said that as if it had been repeated over and over to her.

"Good...If he tries anything I'll break his nose next time," Gabrielle made a fist and growled. So it was Gabby that had punched him...not actually that surprising. Rhoda blushed harder and turned back to cutting vegetables.

The four left heading for the market. Xena had a nice hefty pouch of dinars, "I wanted to get some shopping done now that you two were back I thought we could travel together for a while."

"Ok," Auto said and grabbed his husband, "I was thinking of getting Joxer a couple more outfits and he needs some boots."

"Meet back here in an hour?"

Xena watched the men leaving. Auto lookin around suspicous and sending glares off in all directions. She shook her head with a ruefull smile. Auto was like a dog with a bone surrounded by hungry wolves...except most of the wolves were really just men were ignorin tem only noticin Joxer when they got close to someone. Some of them seemed affected and turned to watch them as they walked past but what did Auto expect with the godly influence affecting Joxer.

The tailor looked a bit surprised to see Auto back he had mentioned bring his 'friend' round to get more clothes but that had been almost a week ago. He looked at the young man noting how the pants seemed rather snug on him. No wonder the man was interested in him. For a male he looked very soft. Nice curve to the hips and a round backside. He needed somethign more fitting for his figure.
"So you did come back. I held some material back for you you seemed so eager to please," The man spoke up and smirked when the young man blushed and looked at his friend.

"I'd like to measure you...Auto over there didn't do justice to your figure," The old man teased and his smirk widened when he noticed the man glower, "No need to be offended young fella, but really You talked as if he were nothing but skin and bones...theres definitely some meat on them bones." He rubbed his chin and traced the contours of Joxer's slim waist and curvaceous hips. He went to a small drawer and got into the top shelf fetching some twine, and he came around the counter, "I need to measure you...Hold out your arms."
Joxer looked to Auto unsure if he should. Auto looked constipated but he nodded.
The tailor took the twine and wrapped it around Joxer then pulled back looking at the lengths. He marked things down on a small light colored stone tablet with a sharpened charred stick. he repeated this process going around his arms up the lengths. Then his legs and his hips. Auto didn't like it. Joxer could see the disgruntled glares each time he got too close to the other man. Then man finished and smiled at him pleasantly. "That's all I need but I suppose you two would like to look at fabrics?"
"You pick out anything you like. Two tops and two pairs of pants," He said to both his husband and the man making the clothes.

"If you want to brouse the textiles there in the back," Joxer smiled brightly and went to look.

Auto stopped the man, "Do you have any silk? I want something to surprise him..."

The older man had an idea of what Auto was wanting...if he were younger he'd be all over that. He nodded, "What do you have in mind?"

"Ever seen a cheongsam?" Autolycus asked and the surprised look in the tailor's eyes stopped him.

"You've been to Chin? I get my silks from there. Those women in those tight dresses..." the old man had a lusty look spreading over his face, "You want me to put your friend in a dress?"

"No just somethign reminiscent of one with pants. And no sleeves. Red and gold if you have it. Also a matching robe to wear over it. That can be more traditional. How long would this take?"

"Well that's a mighty tall order and mighty expensive too," The tailor pondered, "Three days. I can have the whole order done. I can't push back many of my other orders or I'd have it in two. I have two weddings one next week and one in 3 weeks and the the brides are both from well to do families. I can't put them off they expect the best and on time."

Auto thought it over and nodded, "It'll have to do. As soon as you can though he needs new pants he nearly split his seams."

"If you could wait a few minutes I could let the seams out a bit. It wont look pretty but it'll keep him from running around the village naked. I'm sure you don't want that." The man nudged him.

Auto shook his head, "No I don't."
"I have a robe he can wear while I take care of that...wait here I'll go fetch it, The old man was off like a shot heading into the back room.
"Auto," Joxer called his lover. Auto came to the back of the store and watched Joxer examining bolts of cloth. He was bending slightly and making it really hard for his husband to focus. Joxer looked over his shoulder and smiled, "Have a look at these textiles. I can't decide which ones I like." Auto nodded and scooted in closer to the wall lined with bolts of cloth in a wide array of colors both patterened and solid. Joxer picked up this deep blue woven fabrice laced with a geometric pattern that looked persian. Upon closer inspection he noticed several different colors of strands. Ranging from deep sea blue (the predominant color), to bold red, emerald green, tan, and black. The fabric looked a bit rough to the touch. he reached out and felt the thick fabric...It was softer than he expected, but it was thick. It might make a good cool weather cloak. Joxer admired the patterns tracing them with his fingers.
"Do you like it? It's not meant for warm weather...this is far enough north the they do have to dress warm in the winter," Auto explained.
"It looks too expensive," Joxer blushed and put the fabric back, "Plain linnen would be more comfortable anyway." He turned to look at a dark grey fabric further down the wall and smiled, "This one? It's nice and sturdy."
"It's no trouble, and besides I want to give you the fine things in life," Auto walked over hugging Joxer from behind,"You know I can afford anything in this shop that you would like." He uttered in Joxer's ear but the man shook his head firmly.

"Not with your special discount?" Joxer mumbled.
A throat cleared as Auto chuckled and nibbled on Joxer's earlobe.

The two jumped and turned quickly. The old tailor stood there holding a robe, "If you'll take off those pants I'll let them out a bit so you can be sure the seams won't pop the next time you sit down." He wiggled his eyebrows at them and handed the robe over to Joxer.
He looked around, "Have somewhere private I can change?"

"It's private enough in here," He turned around. Joxer shrugged though he was still blushing. He pulled the robe around him then shimmied out of the pants underneith. He felt cool air rush over his lower half and shivered. Auto watched him...It was hard not grabbing him, knowing that his beautiful bottom was naked under that plain brown robe. The men shared a hug. The tailor peeked amusedly at the two.

Xena and Gabrielle had their rations filled they were planning to head south soon, and if Auto and Joxer were agreable they would invite them along. Gabrielle had no objections, both women wanted to look after their friend. By rights he should be barely ready to travel after the ordeal he'd gone through, but he really seemed fine and even Gabrielle had to comment on his glow. It wasn't just physical but he seemed so happy...truly happy not just his normal cheerful facade.

The women saw their friends leaving the tailor's shop. Joxer was blushing vibrantly as his lover chewed on his neck. Auto was going out of his way to demonstrate his claim on Joxer.

The woman shook her head. Se recognized the signs of jealousy. If she had less dicipline there were times she would have taken Gabrielle like that when some hopeful lad came along trying to show off for the petite blonde, but she knew her lover only had eyes for her. Besides if someone pushed her too far she would handle the men on her own with her staff, and that was always entertaining to watch.

Xena directed a curious look to her two friends. Joxer cast his eyes down in embarassment. Poor Joxer. Auto would have to learn that subetly was best, but who could blame a freshly in love man. She figured he'd cool off a bit after time went by. Or at least learn that necking and walking at the same time was a bad idea.

She flinched when the normally agile thief tripped over his own feet and brought Joxer down with him. Though he did manage to roll so Joxer landed on him at least rather than face planting in the road. Xena and Gabrielle trotted over pulling their friends up before a horse could trample them into the dirt.

Gabrielle helped Joxer up and dusted him off. She was looking at his body too. Xena followed her gaze. Joxer had hips, very veluptious hips. His pants still looked snug even after the tailor loosened them up for the man. Auto saw the women examining his husband and growled Jealously.

Xena had a hand on Autolycus's shoulder and stopped him going after the two as Gabrielle started chatting with Joxer pulling him toward a leather work stall with a wide range of items from saddles to travel bags. She looked back to xena who tilted her head indicating she wanted to talk to Auto alone.

"You need to cool off," Xena said as.

Auto growled, "Let go."

"Don't let the potion cloud your judgment...I'd like to think you're with Joxer for more than just lust, you have to trust him, and us," Xena tightened her grip until she swore she felt the man flinch but he hid it fairly well, "We have been traveling with Joxer for years and we are his friends...You have been with him for nearly a week. We respect your claim on Joxer but you're acting like an ass. Give him trust, respect and love and you will get back ten fold what you give...I promise you that."

She let go and left him standing there. Auto felt a bit ashamed of his behavior today. It can't have been pleasant for Joxer walking around with a human leech hanging off him. He really didn't want to humilate his lover he just didn't want anyone getting the idea that Joxer was avaliable. He had no idea how jealous he could really get. He was willing to bet if he managed to catch his reflection he would see nasty glinty emeralds where his eyes should be.

It did not change the way he felt but it did give him perspective and he didn't want Joxer to end up feeling smothhered or gods forbid for him to feel like his partner doubted his loyalty.

He kept his eyes trained on his love but he hung back for a while letting Joxer talk and interact with his friends.   Auto rationally knew the women could be trusted to not only respect their bond but help protect Joxer. Gabrielle and Joxer were examining travel packs and chattering Xena was watching. When she noticed a merchant watchhing the two chatter boxes with a lecherous gleam in his eyes she sent him a warning look. She could get jealous too, but subtly was best. Auto watched her watch over the two and he felt himself calm. Trust Xena to handle things.

Gallus had fallen back on the trail after they had had two full days travel north. He hoped they would just keep goin he didn't want to kill his kinsmen. He would if it came to that but he just wanted to get back to that village, sneak in and find joxer. His mind buzzed with all kinds of nasty thoughts. How Joxer had betrayed him. How he would punish him. Then it would flip to sorrow. Missing Joxer and wanting to hold him and whisper in the man's ear of how much he loved him.

He was willing to forsake his tribe and family for Joxer. When Joxer learned all he had done for him he would surely throw himself at Gallus' feet and beg for his affection. He would get it too...eventually...after Gallus had taught him respect.

Gallus sat in a small cave waiting out the day. He had travled at night in hopes of avoiding his brothers...He grinned broadly as he pictured all the ways Joxer would beg for him, his pretty little Joxer would crawl over jagged broken pottery and lick his feet, bleeding and begging to be taken, begging forgiveness for allowing himself to be stolen away. He would forgive his lovely pet, but he would have to punish him for his willfulness. If he had been more cooperative then they would be together that very moment making love in his warm tent.

Gallus's eyes drooped but he shot up warily. He couldn't sleep...not until Joxer was with him naked and full of his seed. He only had anothher day's travel to make it back to that village of rotten scum to rescue his beautiful husband. Gallus chuckled as he dug his blade from the ground and rubbed his tumb over it watcing the blood drip in the shadows of the cave. Maybe he sould sleep...Just a bit...He wanted to be strong for the coming fight.

Gallus nodded off letting his bleeding hand and knife slide down his leg. He was already dirty after all a little blood on his pants was no worry. Gallus driffed off at midday and awoke to the chirping of crickets. The man scrambled out of the cave and started his nightly travels, only a day, maybe two more.

Since the tavern was out of question Joxer and Auto had been invited to bunk with the Guards, both men reassuring their hosts that one sleeping mat was enough for the two of them. They still had to wait on Joxer's new clothing to be ready, and Xena had said she and Gabrielle could stay for another day or two before they absloutly had to leave. Then men said that should be enough time, and they had all agreed to travel south together in two day's time.

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