Elementalist

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The three male witches were more or less glaring at Tracey. Steven was caught in Stephanie's gaze. "You were highly attracted to what we did last night. Who were you most attracted to?" Stephanie's question to Steven seems rather random and pointless, but she does have a good reason for asking it.

Now it's Steven's turn to look down in embarrassment. "I'm not sure which of you I'm most attracted to. All four of you are incredibly attractive to me, beautiful even. Watching you four make love was incredibly beautiful.

"I know I shouldn't have watched, but once I saw you all together I couldn't look away, I was mesmerized." He looks up briefly with a flash of a pained smile then looks back down. "I wished that I was a part of that. It is obvious that you four care deeply for each other, your love was obvious. I wished that I was a part of that love. If I had known the reason King Tracey had taken me to see you last night, I would have done my best to resist him. I am thankful that I saw something so beautiful, don't doubt that, but, I know that I am not a part of that relationship. I think knowing that I am likely to never know such closeness hurts more than anything."

Stephanie looks at him with her head canted to one side. "What makes you think that you will never be in a relationship like mine? Talon has never been in one either and he is far older than you are, correct?"

Steven gives a bitter laugh, "Most of the warlocks look for strong bloodlines and powerful mages. I am of both, but, my father was relentless in overseeing my studies. He made sure that I didn't have time for such frivolities as being with friends and dating.

"I'm over two hundred years old and have never gone on a date. I have next to no idea how to be around others if it isn't a set situation. I am more than a little uncomfortable around females, at least most of them and wouldn't know how to be around them in social settings. As you very well may have noticed." Steven is more than a little harsh with his words about himself.

He has seen how those among humans and even his own kind form relationships and he has never done so.

"Steven," Stephanie pauses, there had been something in his voice that makes her ache for him. "Not trying to pry here, and you can tell me it's none of my business, because it really isn't, but are you a virgin? There is no shame to you if you are, until last night I was as well. I think you have the right to hold yourself with respect if that is what you wish."

Steven gives her a pained smile, "No, I'm not, but for the most part it wasn't by choice." All in that room shudder. "My father, who is one of the counsel for warlocks, sent me on a mission for protection. It wasn't against hunters, but against other witches. I was in my first century and although strong, not near what I am today, only third level at that time. They concentrated their attacks against me. Some how, some way they were able to get some one to come against me from behind, still not sure that it wasn't a traitor in the ones that I was sent to save. They knocked me out and the people I was protecting were hard pressed to save themselves, but they managed to prevail.

"Unfortunately, my captors weren't so happy with me. They did their best to weaken me through torture and drugs. Sexual assaulting me was just a small part of what they did." Steven can't help the tears that leak from his eyes as he recounts his tale.

"It was a female from those that captured me that snuck in and freed me. She told me that she was sorry for what they've done to me. Told me that she was sorry for what she herself had done to me and that it wasn't right. She gave me an antidote for the drugs they pushed into me and a strength elixir. She was a witch of potions."

"What did she mean, what she herself, did to you?"

"She came to me while I was still in the drug fog and had sex with me. She told me that she had waited a long time to find someone that she felt would be a good father for a child. That she is pregnant with my child and didn't want me killed or further abused.