“Hmmm. Perhaps he is not the Little Prince after all,” he said.
I turned around stepped closer to him.
“But I could be, for you, my Lord…” I breathed. “But first, more wine?”
I shrugged off the tattered shirt and smiled as I sat down, the look of lust and confusion on Aurelius’ face making me smile.
Icoulddo this.
A thought sent stone spearing upward in the hallway, but no sound entered the room.
“Before we truly begin, my lord, it would help me to know what your…tastes…run to? And do you wish to have this conversation before your…assistants?” I asked, glancing at the guards with a small smile.
It was time to exact a little vengeance.
Chapter 36
Rhuyin
Watching Luke, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride at how well he was doing as he worked to delay Aurelius.
They began talking about art, music, poetry. If I closed my eyes I wouldn’t have believed it was my Bonded talking. Luke teased and taunted, reaching his hand out to brush lightly over Aurelius’. I could feel a distant revulsion in him, but I could detect no trace of it in his appearance.
Luke began spinning stories of Poseidon’s travels with Master Bacillus. He breezed over his story of Poseidon’s life before he joined Master Bacillus and spoke of lords and ladies he had “spent time with” over the last year.
While he never used names, it was apparent that Aurelius recognized some of the personalities Luke described. Aurelius had obviously expected something extremely different with this encounter. I was almost sure he had recognized Luke originally but my Bonded had thrown him off the scent.
“The hour is growing late, my lord, and while I’ve always been a bit of an exhibitionist…I believe Master Hestus might charge extra for the guards,” Luke said, glancing at the two guards before sipping his wine with apparent unconcern. Aurelius grunted.
“They stay.”
Luke shrugged as if it didn’t matter to him either way.
“What does my Lord prefer?” Luke all but purred as he stood in front of Aurelius. The tattered silks had been removed before he sat down, so his well-muscled chest with its sprinkling of golden hairs was on display.
“I want mymikros prinkipuson his knees,” he said.
“As you wish, my Lord,” Luke responded. Through our Bond I felt the cold fear that welled in him at the term, but also felt himpush that fear back, almost as if he was pushing it behind a wall where it couldn’t affect him.
I sent waves of love and affection through our Bond in an attempt to help him counter the fear. I really just wanted to rip Aurelius throat out with my talons, but Elex’s brother needed more time to secure Stergiou’s release.
Aurelius reached out with his one good hand and buried it in Luke’s hair, gently at first, then he yanked sharply, the sting drawing a gasp from my partner. Luke let him slowly drag him forward until his face was just inches from the man’s crotch.
“You are mymikros prinkipus, and you will submit to me in all ways,” Aurelius hissed. “I own you. No one touches you but me.”
I could sense the denial and rage that flooded my Bonded then.
“Tell me you want this,” Aurelius commanded as he released his grip on Luke’s hair to undo his trousers and pull out the erection that had pressed against his clothing for most of the evening.
I felt a zing of surprise from my Bonded, but I wasn’t sure why.
“Tell me you want this!” Aurelius ordered, once again gripping Luke’s head and forcing his face toward his cock.
“Yes,” he said, his voice betraying a sudden strain. “I want this alright.”
I realized with a start that the sense of Luke using his power to change his voice had vanished and that glowing rings of power were appearing around his forearms.
Showtime.
