Disclaimer: All rights for Charmed and the Halliwells go to the WB, as well as Aaron Spelling and Brad Kern. This story is a spin-off of the original Charmed series, categorized under fan fiction, and is not intended to imply any personal knowledge, or the actual sexuality of any of its celebrities.
This story is obviously fiction. This story will also involve sexual and intimate relationships between two (or more) males, and if this offends you or it is illegal for you to be reading, then please leave. If you are under the age of consent for your community, please leave. And if it does offend you, I honestly don't know why you're even here in the first place.
Charmed... Remixed! Number 1
Hi people,
Yes, it's been a while... I duly apologize, but just think of the last episode as being a season finale :D. It's Season 1.5 now! Anyway, remember how I was going to have a fixed schedule? Well, err, unfortunately that's not gonna happen, haha. Nifty's submission rules kind of prevent that, sadly :(.
So anyway, there are a couple of things of note. One, as advised by some people, I'm going to temporarily cut some of my intended stories: in particular, Pokemon: Amethyst, Teth, Crystal Sea Blue, and Wand. Word. Will. They're not dead, just... on hiatus :D. I'm doing quite a bit of scholarship stuff and whatnot recently, so I'm kind of busy ^^; This does mean that I will be putting more time into CR, FF Rosa, Hallow, Diana Celes and Starlight 7, conversely.
Two, I figured out the way to appease the NC-17 crowd! That is to say, the new Remix idea. Inspired by a yaoi called Gravitation, there will now be periodic "Charmed Remixes," which are, err, just sex. Short, kind of plotless bursts of sex. They're not canon either, which is silly since CR is not canon to the actual series anyway, but... you get the drift :).
Sooo, if you want to skip the remix, feel free, and if you want to read some rather gratuitous loving between our friends in CR, feel free to read too. However, there's an X-Mas skit in this one, and it has some plot points that are kind of important, so you might want to read those :). Okay! Here goes.
Part 1: Jogging
"Time."
Lex was panting heavily, sweat dripping from his long hair and making it just slightly spiky. His loose sleeveless tee was cold and moist, his short-shorts felt constricting. Atla, however, was doing fine, dressed in the same black tank top and pants as usual. He was barely even breathing hard. "Lex," he said simply. "I believe this activity is more difficult for humans than for my kind."
"I... I know that now," Lex responded through his breaths, wondering what the Hell he was thinking when he invited Atla to jog with him. He and Atla were walking back to the manor now, cold winter air biting at them. Lex, his arms shining with sweat, bare but for a black sweatband around his biceps, suddenly crossed them, no longer wielding the warmth of motion. "You're really fit, huh," Lex asked, rhetorically and sarcastically at the same time.
"Yes." Atla looked at Lex. "I can carry you, if you wish."
This made Lex laugh, although he stopped when he realized he was serious. "That's really sweet. But the last time a guy offered to do that I ended up being dropped in a pit of mud."
After that comment, Atla was mostly silent. Lex knew there was something on his mind when they reached the manor, but he didn't figure it out until they both entered the house. "I'll be in the shower," Lex said over his shoulder.
"Lex."
"Yes?"
"Have you kissed anyone before?"
Lex looked abruptly stopped in his tracks. He turned around, scratching his head. "Um... you mean besides you? Yeah, I guess. Why?" Atla turned red, and Lex knew he was jealous. Lex giggled; that was the problem. "Don't be worried about it, Atla. You've been the only guy I've actually had a functional relationship with."
"What do you mean?" asked Atla, raising his eyebrow in curiosity.
"Um, well..." Lex counted on his fingers as he talked. "I haven't had a lot of relationships, you know, since I tried to make school more important, but I've had a lot of disasters. My most recent boyfriend left me because I was too clingy... the one before left me because I wasn't clingy enough. Two years ago I dated a guy in my Microbiology class, but he left me for an Ambercrombie and Fitch model. Oh, but the worst was my very first boyfriend."
A pregnant silence suddenly appeared by itself, and Atla tried to break it. "Tell me why," he said, frankly.
"Well, he courted me, and he was so sweet and kind... I mean, I was too naive at the time. He was my first kiss, for crying out loud. But, then," Lex said with a sigh,"about a month in he decided he was straight and then dumped me for my best friend."
"...What?"
"Oh, don't worry, I'm over it," assured Lex. "Lyla even offered to kick his and his girlfriend's asses for me. I told her, Ôno,' but I think she made some bad phone calls anyway."
"When shall I kill him?"
Lex did a double take. "Wha?"
"If you tell me his location I can dispatch him in less than a minute."
"Atla! No!" Lex rubbed his face with the sweatband wrapped around his arm. "See, we're not in the Underworld, and, we can't just vanquish innocents when they-"
"He is not innocent."
Lex peered through his fingers at Atla. Atla was in an almost battle-ready position, and his handsome facial features were obviously mad. Below his muscular, toned arms and pecs that rippled through his tank top, Lex could almost see the dragon in him. "Uhh, Atla." Lex began.
Suddenly, Atla pounced forward like a wildcat, throwing Lex to the floor. He did it in forceful yet gentle way, such that Lex was subdued but not hurt; Atla, his large frame overpowering Lex's, pinned Lex's hands over his head, and then spoke with his face inches away from Lex's. "Little one..." Atla whispered, his hot breath on Lex's cheek. Lex could see Atla's sharp white teeth, dazzling and just slightly intimidating. "Do you know what my people do with those we love?" he asked. Lex shook his head. "We take them. And we protect them. And we destroy anything that could hurt them."
"Th-that sounds scary," Lex said.
Atla smiled wickedly. With a gentle touch he brushed his lips against Lex's cheek, and then touched it with the tip of his tongue, tasting a single bead of sweat. Slowly he grew bolder, edging more of his tongue onto Lex's soft skin, licking the whole side of his face. He chuckled when Lex whimpered, the soft bristles of his chin hair brushing against Lex's sensitive cheek. "We do other things with the ones we love," Atla continued.
"Like what?" Lex asked, although he was secretly afraid to know.
Atla smirked. "You shall see." Suddenly, he turned Lex over onto his belly and pressed down hard, thrusting his crotch into Lex's rear. Using one hand to keep Lex's arms pinned above his head, Atla slithered the other one under Lex's top, feeling the defined contours of his tight abs and then moving up to his small pecs. The moment his big hand passed over Lex's nipple it hardened, the mere touch of Atla's calluses making Lex whimper.
His hand moved upwards, through the neck of Lex's shirt, pulling it up around his shoulders and exposing Lex's toned torso. Atla came closer, his slab-like chest glued to Lex's shining, arched back. The hand in Lex's shirt grabbed Lex's face by the chin and twisted it towards his shoulder; Atla leaned forward and kissed the side of Lex's lips, probing his thick tongue into Lex's mouth the best that he could from his angle.
"A-atla," Lex said timidly, "I'm sweaty."
"I know." Swiftly, adroitly, Atla slipped the shirt over Lex's head; but instead of pulling it off, he pulled it to Lex's wrists. In less than a second he had bound Lex's hands above his head with his own shirt. He flipped Lex over again. There was Lex, his athletic frame almost tiny in comparison to Atla's, every bit of smooth body vulnerable and exposed and shining with sweat. Atla's sinewy, strong arms planted themselves on either side of Lex's head. He bent down over and over, as though doing push ups, except each time he went down he kissed at Lex, watching him squirm and struggle against his bonds, against Atla's touch. "You know, Little one... Some warlocks eat witches." Atla said softly. He slid both of his hands onto Lex's back, pressing Lex's lithe, small body against his own massive one. The only thing separating Atla's rock-hard chest from Lex's sensitive skin was the thin piece of cloth that was Atla's tank-top, but Lex could feel the warmth drowning him. "If they all taste like you, then I understand why."
"Y-you're gonna eat me?!" Lex whispered with a little bit of genuine fear.
"No. I am going to devour you." Atla again chuckled warmly when he saw Lex turn bright red. His tongue sought out a trail of sweat in the nape of Lex's neck, then traced down to the edge of Lex's collarbone. He was at Lex's nipples again, and he smiled. "How are you so sensitive, Lex Russel?"
"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?"
"You are a Charmed One. If you fight evil you cannot afford to be so malleable."
"I'm not mallea-ah, hah, ah!" Lex yelped when Atla licked the circle around Lex's right nipple, then gently bit the hard tip of it. "Atlaaa! That's- th-that's not fair!"
Atla's eyes darted up towards Lex's face, and he derived from pleasure from seeing Lex's flushed body, all small muscles squirming helplessly against Atla's wishes. "It's not fair that I am so in love with you."
Lex looked away. "...I'm in love with you too, so I still have a point."
Again, silence. Atla came up so that he was face-to-face with Lex again. Again, he pressed his fragile body close, but this time he looked at Lex with curiosity. "Lex."
"Y-yeah?"
Then, suddenly, Lex felt a hand in the waistband of his short shorts. He bit his lip and closed his eyes. "Why are you wearing these?" Atla asked. "I've never seen you wear them before."
"Because, b-because, because." Lex felt Atla's grip on his shorts tightening. Lex was crimson now, embarrassed out of his life. His answer came out as almost a mumble. "Because I thought you might like them."
Atla laughed again. "I do like them," he said. "But they..." he stuck another hand in Lex's shorts. "...have to go." And suddenly, with his bare hands and little effort at all, he ripped the shorts in two. There was Lex, completely naked and very hard, at the mercy of fully-clothed Atla, at least twice as large as him.
It really was unfair, Atla with the strength of a hundred men, Lex with barely the strength of one. Still, Atla didn't care, and when the last bits of cloth were ripped from Lex's heaving body, he was ready to home in on the prize. He nipped at the center of Lex's chest first, where his heart was; this made Lex mutter. Then he moved down, his lips brushing against the subtle lines of Lex's abs; this made Lex moan. And then Atla ventured further down, sticking his tongue in Lex's navel, licking just above his groin; Lex was whimpering now, high-pitched cries of pleasure, of euphoric torture. Atla had tied Lex up for a reason, and that was to make him his toy, subject to whatever games he had in mind.
The lynchpin. Atla pried Lex's toned legs apart, his broad, muscular shoulders forcing Lex to offer himself to him. His big hands moved to Lex's hips, holding him down. And then, slowly, Atla kissed the head of Lex's dick. Lex screamed, and Atla suddenly marveled at every muscle in Lex's body tightening briefly, struggling against his bonds.
"P-please," Lex moaned. Atla smiled, pinning Lex down by the hips more firmly. He started at the base of Lex's tool now, dragging his tongue up the shaft like a lollipop. Lex was in another world now, every muscle in his small, vulnerable body drenched in shiny sweat, every part of him feeling hot, his screams making his throat hurt. "Atla! Ah, ahmygod, Atlaa! Please!"
Atla looked up. "Please, what?"
"Please! P-please, let me, let me..." Lex was too shy. He buried his face in his arm, feeling red and hot and wet.
And then, he felt a weight on his chest again, Atla's face next to his own. Atla gently brushed Lex's cheek with his nose, and whispered his ear. "Shh... Don't worry. I will let you," he said. Then he was down again, his lips around on the head of Lex's penis. Atla tongue darted into Lex's slit, and Atla tasted precum on the sweet end of his tongue. Lex yelled, tried to wiggle away, but Atla's hold on his supple hips held strong.
Atla knew what was coming, and he tried to accelerate it, make it happen at his will. He let go of Lex's hips, letting them buckle up against his mouth, and his hands instead moved up, caressing Lex's smooth, hairless chest. Atla quite literally sucked on Lex's dick, circled his super-sensitive head with his thick tongue, and just like he wanted, Lex was coming. He cried out in pleasure as his cock pulsed over and over again, ropes of creamy white stuff exploding in Atla's mouth. Atla felt Lex's sweaty abs contract each time, and he swallowed Lex's cum as though it were hot chocolate, sweet and savory.
Lex let himself fall to the floor, breathing hard, wet, and hot as hell. Each of his muscles was sore, as though he had just finished jogging a second, third, and fourth time. He felt hands again, holding his bound wrists down. Atla, in one more swift motion, locked his lips over Lex's open, heaving mouth. Lex tasted his own cum, sweet and salty and bitter, and he let Atla's tongue churn it in his mouth, exploring the roof of his mouth one last time before finally seperating.
"A-are you, are y-you..." Lex could barely talk, his voice hurt so much, his body completely spent. Alta reached up and untied Lex's hands, letting them fall listless onto his big, steel-muscled back. "...you, are you done with me?"
"Mmm... no." Lex's eyes widened in fear. Atla giggled, and pecked him on his cheek. "I'm going to cuddle you now."
Lex sighed in relief. And Atla held true to his word. He stripped his tank-top off, exposing his tanned, perfectly sculpted torso, and then lay down behind Lex, spooning him. He embraced Lex's tiny body to his own brawny frame, wrapped his muscular legs around Lex's delicate ones. Atla rubbed the sweat on Lex's pecs as he nibbled on his neck. Lex moaned with pleasure. "...Atla?" he whispered gently.
"Yes, little one?"
"Y-you... you didn't come."
Atla nuzzled Lex on the cheek. "I put you through a lot today, little one. Just because I was jealous. I think you deserve to rest right now."
"N-n..." Before Lex could protest he was asleep, wrapped in a blanket of strength and warmth.
Atla chuckled softly. He nipped on Lex's ear before standing up and sweeping him in to his arms. Atla would give Lex a sponge bath and then put him to bed; he was a trooper, and he deserved it.
Part 2: Holidays
Lucy shook the shiny green box, sitting cross-legged in pink pajama pants. She handed it to Lyla. "It says from ÔFabian,'" Lucy said.
"Oh!" exclaimed Lyla as she took it.
As she unwrapped the corners Lucy, Aaron, and Lex came up with the same logical question, and they blurted it out at the same time: "Who's Fabian?"
"He's, uhh." Lyla paused. "...I don't know."
"Wh-what do you mean?" Aaron asked. "He's not an ex, is he?"
Lyla rolled her eyes. "Don't get all jealous on me, if I can't remember him he must have sucked at fucking me. Oops!" Lyla covered her mouth, turning to Rudy and Lucas. "Pardon my fucking."
"Eh, it's no problem," Lucas said. He got up with Rudy. "I think we should get going anyway. Rudy's gotta celebrate with his family. Happy holidays."
Rudy smiled and waved. "Thanks for the retainers though! It'll be a pain keeping them on all the time, but at least I won't be able to bite anyone."
"Yeah! Thanks for stopping by! Happy holidays," Lyla said as they went out the door. She turned to Lucy. "That won't actually work, will it?"
Lucy shrugged. "Of course not."
"Then why'd you give it to him?" Lex asked.
"False hope. That and I like being passive-aggressive with my students." They heard the front door open again. "Speaking of my students..."
Kincaid came in first, unraveling his scarf and stripping off his jacket. "Hey guys!" he said, entering the living room, which already was covered in shredded wrapping paper. "I didn't miss the whole thing, did I?"
"No. But you missed Rudy and Lucas, they just went out the door..." Lyla mumbled as she finished opening Fabian's present. It was a large box with a picture of a shirtless fellow that looked like David Beckham. Emblazoned in gold letters was the product: "Protection... For Ladies." Lyla smiled, looked at Aaron, who blushed.
Kincaid seized the box. "Oh! Oh, I know him," Kincaid said, pointing at the amazingly buffed man on the box. "Fabian Barnes."
"'Fabian?'" Lex pondered. "Ly, the dude sent you a box of condoms with a picture of himself on it. That's like one of those strippergrams, only not very sexy."
"Lex, you don't know it's condoms," Lucy interjected. "Maybe it's pepper spray. Or a knife. Did you think of that? Knives for ladies."
Lyla scanned over the back of the box. "Well, it is the ÔPlatinum Edition.' It'd be a shame if I let all these assorted textures and colors go to waste, if you know whadda mean!" Lyla made a meowing sound and slapped Aaron on the butt, making him jump and squeal a little.
Aaron, still bent over, picked up a silver box and gave it to Lex. "Merry Christmas," he said to him with a grin and a wink.
"Merry Christmas," Lex replied, flattered. He tore off the wrapping paper and reached into the box; he pulled out two crystal bangles, made of a pure, clear stone almost like glass but harder and heavier. "W-wow... what is it?"
"A witch named Diacina once enslaved a Dark Elemental with shackles enchanted with light. These are those shackles. If you focus your new powers into them... well, something good should happen."
Lex grinned and hugged Aaron. "...Thanks."
Kincaid, who was exchanging gifts with Lucy, looked around. "Hey, uh, where's that Dragon guy, anyway?"
Aaron and Lex abruptly seperated. Lex looked around the room, although expecting Atla to appear from thin air, like he often did. "He's picking up the turkey from Albertsons." Kincaid widened his eyes in panic, but Lex talked him down. "This time we gave him step-by-step instructions! He is not going to mess it up."
"Oooh..." Lyla suddenly put a finger on her chin, and the room put focus on her. "I do remember Fabian Barnes. Come to think of it, he did fuck me pretty thoroughly." She frowned at looked at Aaron. "Sorry."
Aaron shrugged. "What can I say. I wish he would fuck me too."
A yellow flash appeared by the fireplace. Mikey Morris, in his usual black suit, landed on crumpled paper, which he immediately recoiled from. He greeted the Russels with a smile. "Hello, girls. And guys."
"Hi, Mikey."
Lucy reached under the couch for a yellow box, which he handed to Mikey. Mikey took, it, apparently puzzled. "What's wrong?" Lucy asked.
"Oh, uh... thanks, you guys, but I don't celebrate Christmas."
"What, do you celebrate Kwanzaa?" Lyla asked with a bubblegum voice.
"...No, I don't." There was a hush. Mikey furrowed his brow. "Did you just say that because I'm...?" Again, silence. Both Lex and Lucy looked at Lyla expectantly, but Lyla seemed as oblivious as ever. Mikey rolled his eyes. "Anyway. I don't celebrate Christmas because it's just the Christianization of a pagan holiday that should have been celebrated four days ago."
"Yeah, we know," Lucy stated. "Still fun though."
Mikey pouted, made a "I guess" motion with his shoulders, and sat down to unwrap his gift. "Oh, wait." Mikey suddenly stood up again. "I was here for a reason. You wouldn't happen to know...this man, would you?" Mikey whipped out his wand and displayed a hologram in the air with it. It came as a surprise when the man on Lyla's condom's appeared.
"Uh... Fabian Barnes," Kincaid said.
Mikey raised an eyebrow. "Exactly. The Guardians have been tracking him for quite a long time, and we sensed his presence somewhere in here."
"Why have the Guardians been tracking him?"
"Well-"
Mikey was cut off by a deep rippling noise. Finally, Atla; not chilled at all in his tank-top and pants, he had a large frozen turkey hoisted on his shoulder. Lex got up and hugged his waist, and Atla hugged him back with one arm. "Hello, little one."
"Welcome back. You can bring that to the kitchen and--wait, what are you doing?" Lex backed off. Atla stripped the plastic off the turkey and held it high; he breathed in and then, in the middle of the living room, blew a plume of flame at the bird.
Lucy and Lyla screamed. Mikey, Aaron, and Lex couldn't help but yelp a little as well. But after it was done, and ceiling was just a little scortched, Atla held a perfectly cooked, Martha-Stewart-quality turkey in his hand. "They said 350 degrees for 30 minutes, but I thought this would be easier," Atla stated simply.
Lex nodded. "And, uh... you thought right." Let's take that to the kitchen.
He guided Atla out, who still kept the lofty bird on his hand. But when Atla passed by Lyla's box, he stopped. Lyla held the condom box up for him. "Do you know him too, Dragon?" she asked, sarcastically.
"I do. That is Jormund, my brother." That said, he went off to the kitchen.
Lex's mouth was agape. Lucy and Kincaid exchanged glances. Aaron, shocked as well, looked at Lyla, who was catatonic if anything. Mikey cleared his throat. "Err... well, we knew there was another Dragon Warlock besides yours that was active, and..."
"I fucked a Dragon Warlock," Lyla mumbled to herself. She plopped herself deeper into the couch, and then shoved a pillow into her face. "I fucked THAT Dragon Warlock's brother," she said, pointing to the kitchen.
"I guess so," Lex said, wondering why Atla never told him about a brother.
"...Huh. Merry Christmas to me."
as per usual: thank you for reading!
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If you like Charmed Reborn, maybe there's the very vague possibility you'll like other stories I've submitted:
Final Fantasy Rosa (Celebrity), Pokemon: Amethyst (Celebrity), Teth (Fantasy), Diana Celes (High School), Hallow (Sci-Fi/Fantasy), and Starlight 7 (Sci-Fi).