TITLE: Egyptian comfort.

PAIRING: Hephaestion and ...

RATING: R

CATEGORY: AU.

DISCLAMER: I don't know the people involved, no harm intended, everything is product of my imagination, but I wouldn't mind sharing my life with the blue eyed god.

NO BETA so all mistakes are mine.

FEEDBACK: comments are love! Yes, please any kind of them will help me to improve my writing or leave it forever.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This one shot was prompted by this comment: "Maybe some high ranking ambassador could show Hephaestion how beautiful and wonderful he is, small hint...maybe?...please." after reading this drabble:

"It is not what you think" said Alexander.

"Well it seems to me that you are a bit busy right now" answered back Hephaestion.

"He was just giving me a massage for my knots in my neck" assured Alexander.

"And I understand clearly why you should be naked and sprawled all over the bed" said Phai.

"Well, in fact, I had finished my bath when Bagoas offered"

"Don't lie Alexander, your hair is still dry, but please don't let me interrupt your pleasure because since now he will be the only one providing it"

As soon as Hephaestion left Alexander's chamber, he walked towards his former room and decided that he was going to leave the palace at once. However, his plans were stopped by a frantic page, who was running in his direction. The page stopped in front of him, took a deep breath and began to speak with fear in his voice:

"General Hephaestion, the Egyptian ambassador has just arrived and he requests an audience"

"Well, go and tell the king but be sure to knock loudly because he was rather busy with his eunuch when I left him" said Hephaestion while he began walking and carrying his leather bag.

"But Sire, the ambassador requests an audience with you!" said the page shouting.

"But, why me? I am just a simple General …, why would he want to talk to me?" he asked more to himself than to the page.

"He told me that you were the only man he would trust for his important mission" the page explained.

"Well, tell me where I can find this ambassador so I can tell him myself that I am going away and he will have to find someone else to carry out his mission."

"Are you going away, Sire? Will you leave the Army?" the page's questions were tinged with a bit of desperation.

"I haven't reached to my final decision but it looks like that I am taking a long leave .."

"The ambassador is at the Throne Room" said the page.

Hephaestion walked towards the Throne room; the guards at the heavy wooden doors pushed them to open them for him, the brunette nodded his thanks and entered the place and he froze in his place. The man waiting for him was the most handsome one he had seen in his life, besides Alexander.

The man was tall, his legs were muscled but slender, ending in narrow ankles and middle-sized feet which were encased in golden sandals.

His upper body was also well built; a broad chest flanked by strong arms with very big hands with slender fingers. His head was medium-size and his long straight hair surrounded an almond shaped face.

His eyes were dark chocolate and their upper lids were lined with kohl, accentuating the depth of his look, his lips were thin and rosy and the long nose that gave him a royal appearance completed his harmonious features.

His dark golden skin glowed and it was perfumed with an oily rich scent that made Hephaestion a bit dizzy. An atmosphere of exoticism and wanton surrounded the ambassador and Hephaestion could not help staring at him.

The man moved forwards and stood inside Hephaestion's personal space and the General did not say a word against this inadequate situation. The ambassador began to speak and took some minutes to Hephaestion to follow his conversation. The brunette was still mesmerized by the man in front of him. The Egyptian smiled and brought him back with a single question:

"Are you feeling well, my lord?" the richness of his voice filled the brunette's clouded mind.

"Yes, I am sorry, my mind was stadia away …" the brunette apologized, still thinking how and why this man was affecting him so much.

"Is that true? You look tired or … heartbroken" the ambassador whispered his last thought.

"Something like that. But never mind, tell me what you need and I will see if I can help you" said Hephaestion trying to hide his pain.

"I would rather help you to feel better than to charge you with my burden" explained the ambassador looking at Hephaestion as if he were the only man on the face of the earth.

"That would be nice" whispered the General and turning round, he headed towards his chamber and he could listen to the soft footsteps of the ambassador behind him.

The General let the ambassador enter but the man turned round and locked the door with its heavy bolt. Seeing the question in the cerulean eyes, the ambassador, out casted his own and whispered his desire of not being disturbed. Hephaestion could only nod and sat himself on the big couch.

"Excuse me but I don't know your name" said Hephaestion, trying to remember if the man had already told him.

"You can call me whatever you like but I am known as Hasani" the ambassador replied shyly.

"And what is its meaning?" asked Hephaestion, repeating the name until it rolled easily through his lips.

"It means handsome …" the man answered while blushing.

"And it really fits you" said Hephaestion, blushing himself.

"I know a way to release some of the tension in your body, if you allow me to show you" asked Hasani.

"Even though I found you quite attractive, I am not looking for that kind of comfort"

"Oh no, it is not what you think, it is a relaxing massage technique that has been practiced in my family for generations" said Hasani while taking a blue vial from a silk bag hanging from his belt.

As soon as the vial was opened, an atmosphere of calmness and safety flooded the chamber; Hephaestion took a deep breath and closed his eyes for some seconds. When he opened them again, he saw Hasani standing in front of him with his right hand outstretched, he took the slender fingers between his and let the dark-haired man lead him to his bed. He made him sit at the edge of it and Hasani knelt by his feet. Then he took one of the General's feet, unlaced the heavy boots and took it off. Hasani started to massage the sole of the tired foot and Hephaestion moaned lowly. He felt the blood running freely along his foot and even his toes felt loose. The man repeated the same treatment to the other foot. When this was over, he asked Hephaestion to stand up and he began to undress him slowly, folding each piece of garment as soon as it left the gorgeous body.

Hasani stopped for a minute to contemplate the magnificent body in front of him and he called the assistance of all his gods to help him not to fall in temptation. Hephaestion spied the gorgeous man in front of him and he felt flattered that someone as handsome as him found him attractive. The young body could not help the attraction, Hasani released a low sigh, and re opened his eyes.

Hephaestion was now lying on his stomach on the big bed, his head laded to his right and resting on his folded arms. Hasani took the long auburn tresses and tied them with a leather cord. He poured some of the oil extracted from the blue vial, let it heat in his hands and then proceeded to massage the slender but strong neck. He worked mainly with his thumbs, making little circular movements and pressing just a little to loose the knots he found there. Muffled moans of pleasure left the General's mouth every time the wise hands of Hasani found a sore spot.

The Egyptian poured more oil in his hands and then he massaged Hephaestion's flanks, dedicating many seconds to each indentation between his ribs, the hands moved softly over the heated skin, like butterflies wings. In a moment, Hasani's slender but strong fingers moved forwards, getting lost in Hephaestion's hipbones and going dangerously near to his groin that was slightly aroused due to these wonderful hands' ministrations. Hephaestion gasped loudly and was nearly tempted to let him touch him there but Hasani brought his hands towards the small of this back and massaged the area strongly, pressing his fingertips in the upper part of Hephaestion's arse cheeks while his thumbs travelled lightly over the crack.

Hephaestion couldn't stop moving his hips upwards to release some of the tension his nether regions were receiving. Hasani pushed them backwards and moved his hands towards the legs, massaging the inner thighs and the back of his knees. The brunette breathed a bit more calmer and he continued enjoying this tempting comfort.

When the massage was about to end, Hasani told Hephaestion to close his eyes and try to relax the most possible; the last part of the ancient technique involved some flower therapy. Hephaestion mumbled his consent and fell into a deep slumber.

Hephaestion woke up suddenly at the noise of someone knocking violently at his door. He got up, threw a deep azure silk cloak over his still naked body and unlocked the door.

A frantic Alexander entered the chamber and looked around the place, trying to discover why his Phai had locked his door. Hephaestion, still dizzy and happy after his wonderful massage, looked at Alexander and without answering his lover's numerous questions, went back to his bed and lied on it, hugging a soft pillow between his arms. He sniffed it deeply, a deep smell of lotus reached his turned-up nose and a broad smile crowned his face.

The young king saw that expression on his lover's face and felt jealous, it was a long time since he had seen that wonderful expression in that handsome face, but he also knew he could not tell Hephaestion off for seeking comfort in other person's arms.

"Have you talked to Hasani before he went, Sire?" asked Hephaestion, looking at the devastated king with only one eye open.

"Who is Hasani, Hephaestion?" asked Alexander, more jealous than before when he listened to his lover saying that name so tenderly.

"The Egyptian ambassador" he replied, stirring on his bed like a cat, letting his king see that he was naked beneath his robe.

"Have they appointed another ambassador so quickly?, poor Hamut died only yesterday evening" said Alexander with concern in his voice. "Are you sure, Phai?"

"That's how he introduced to me but now my memories are a bit fussy, maybe I dreamt about it" said Hephaestion sighing deeply; he really wanted to believe he had that magnificent experience.

"Hephaestion, is that true that you are leaving? I know that I have let you down again but please I beg you to forgive me once more" pleaded a very repentant king.

"We will talk later, Alexander, I don't want you to ruin my excellent mood" said Hephaestion while making shoeing movements with his right hand.

Alexander left his lover's chamber without saying another word and Hephaestion went back to his slumber while a wicked Nehebkau, or in this case Hasani, laughed due to his wise move, but also proving that even the Egyptian gods could fall for that Macedonian beauty.

A/N: According to Shiralyndee, Nehebkau is the Egyptian god of healing and beauty.