"Last call, Train approaching Avarice! Last chance to eat before Judgement!" The guard crawled up the aisle between the berths. He hastily reached for the tin miner’s bath from the wall as all the doors opened and he was trampled in the rush to the exit.

As usual there were the stragglers, the writers trailing their chains of typewriters and pages of manuscript in their wake. He peeked out when all was quiet, only the gentle rocking of the train over the points making a slow click- clack moan, click-clack groan…

The serpent reared up and listened. No, it was moaning, definitely moaning coming from one of the berths. He slithered across and put his hooded eye to the key hole…

Rupert held Ethan in a tender embrace kneeling on the bunk his right knee between his lovers’ thighs. Ethan’s hands clutched Ripper’s ass and humped him closer at a feverish pace. Cock kissing cock and tongues entwined they were oblivious to all except each other. Their hard nipples brushing together, their breath coming as harsh gasps. Ethan broke off the kiss to gasp "Now … Ripper … Please…Cum for me…"

Ripper jolted and shuddered as his seed exploded between them, his head rolling back as he roared his completion! His hand collected the cum from between them and he held his dripping fingers for Ethan to lick. Ethan opened his mouth and let the viscous drops fall onto his protruding tongue. Ripper’s other hand collected more semen, and fingers coated he thrust two into Ethan. He smiled as his lover’s eyes opened wide in shock then elation as he too came thunderously, splashing his cum almost to Rupert’s nipples.

"Oh God, Ripper! So good, so fucking good!" Ethan sighed resting his head on Ripper’s chest. He licked absently at his lover’s fingers. Ripper slowly released his arse, staring at Ethan’s expression as he did so. He’d forgotten just what he looked like in intimate moments. All the callous trickster aspect disappeared. Ethan was beautiful in orgasm.

"I love you Ethan…" He spoke the words softly right next to his partner’s ear so he couldn’t mishear. Ethan’s head started to tremble on his chest. Rupert caught his lover’s face in his hands lifting it up. His own throat constricting when he saw Ethan’s tear stained face. He shed his own tears as he shared a tender kiss with his soul mate.

The serpent’s tongue flicked over his lips, his small weight knocking on the door, suddenly it swung open, splatting the guard on the floor of the berth. Both men looked at the intruder with murderous intent.

The guard recovered well, his tongue scenting the sex in the air and also the raw testosterone neither man wanted to be disturbed.

"Uhm, sorry Gents. Last eating stop before Judgement. I recommend ENVY, it’s the finest restaurant this side of the Pearly Gates. We’re nearly at the station, so I suggest you hurry."

Ethan and Ripper walked arm in arm past the waifs and strays that littered the station platform and turned left down the main gambling thoroughfare of Avarice. Neither man noticed the currency blowing about their ankles; they only had eyes for each other.

The restaurant was lit up like a Christmas tree with a giant sign decorating the top floor in green proclaiming "Welcome to ENVY where everyone knows your pin number!" The word ENVY flashed green down the sides of the building with an arrow pointing the way down to a surprisingly small door.

Rupert paused and smiled ruefully. "You think this is the place?" Ethan hit him playfully and grinned.

"C’mon, I’m starved…"

"Hey, no fair.." Rupert kissed him on the stairs, murmuring "You’ve been eating me for days…" He nipped Ethan’s earlobe. Ethan shivered as his trousers suddenly became extremely snug.

"Ah, but that’s been a liquid diet Ripper…I need my meat…"

Rupert cocked an eyebrow at him. "You’ll get that tonight ’an all…"

Ethan grabbed his hand and placed it on the bulge of his groin, sighing as Rupert traced his fingers hard along his length. They stumbled down the stairs and sought out the shadows. Ripper pushed Ethan into the brickwork and freed his cock from the confines of its leather prison.

"Please…Ripper … Together?" Ethan gasped his voice and expression betraying his lust. Rupert looked at him and smirked. Ethan caught his breath…

"God, I’ve really got you back haven’t I?"

"Yes, you have - Together then, Quick, hard and fast, you little slut," Ripper breathed.

Ethan tingled, scrabbling at Ripper’s fly to discover him already at attention, weeping for a helping hand. Ripper placed his feet either side of Ethan’s and while his right hand pumped; his left pulled Ethan’s head close for a passionate kiss. The couple moaned and writhed, hands pumping the other’s cock. ’Twas an age old rhythm and each in turn teased and enticed until they both cascaded into the pool of their shared lust.

Ripper’s eyes gleamed and swirled green and gold. Ethan stopped breathing altogether, as Ripper smoothed the liquor of their lust over Ethan’s chest and worked it into his nipples; dragging his nails over Ethan’s taut flesh he devoured the image Ethan made. Sex on legs was Ethan. He sank his teeth into the flesh around Ethan’s left nipple, marking him.

"Thee to me, I bind thee. So mote it be…" He drew Ethans’ blood from the wound and swallowed. The sky shot with sudden blue- white lightning and was splintered with howls from the Demons of Hell. Ethan jerked and warmed, his heart beating, his lungs filling with long withheld breath. Rupert straightened and licked the blood from his lips.

"Now you’re properly dressed … Let’s Eat!" He smiled as Ethan took his arm and they ducked into the restaurant.

The Maitre D’eath led them to their table. Rupert looked round. The other patrons looked as though they hadn’t eaten in days. Ethan noticed nothing. He picked up the menu and looked down the wine list and gasped.

"Ripper, there are no prices!" Ethan was impressed, generally if one didn’t see any prices; one couldn’t afford to eat there! Ripper leaned back in his chair and snapped his fingers. A waiter appeared from thin air.

"We’ll have everything on the menu. There will be no charge?" Rupert questioned and the waiter nodded and whipped the menus away. Rupert looked at their fellow diners; they looked back with haunted expressions.

"Somethin’s up Ethan. Don’t start when the meal arrives…" Their eating irons disappeared with the appearance of the food and one hand was held immobile by an invisible force.

"Ripper, how do we work this?" Ethan gazed hungrily at the mouth-watering starter. It was truly a work of art!

"Trust me. I’ll start then your turn…" Rupert demolished part of the platter and chewed. He could taste nothing. He couldn’t swallow it either. He considered a moment then hit on a plan. He grabbed Ethan and pulled him close for a kiss. He passed the mouth full of food into Ethans’ mouth, who finished chewing and sighed in satisfaction.

"God! That’s delicious. What is it?" He looked eagerly at his plate. "So that’s how we eat hmmm? Well this is going to take a long, long time and I’m going to enjoy every second!"

So their meal continued, each feeding the other and sampling the finest wines. Their feet entwined beneath the table and a candle flickering between them it was their first romantic dinner in a very long while.

End of part.4.

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