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 Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 8:23 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 11:50 am
Daichi found his heart was racing, his skin anticipating and longing for the next touch, the next caress. The possessive hands upon his shirt made him want to roar in victory but he resisted. In that moment, between the nuzzling and the gentle touches and kisses he felt... cherished. "Yes." That one little word earned Sasuki another kiss, all of his emotions flooding into it as he showed just how thankful he was that the guy had agreed to his proposition. Breathless and longing he forced himself to behave... something he realised was going to be hard around Sasuki. "Not exactly...." He smiled softly and nodded, he had been sure that that would be the response, why would a concubine need to know anything beyond how to bring pleasure... he frowned at himself, he would have to change that, teach Sasuki all the things he had missed out on while he had been stuck in that place. Taking a deep breath, more to calm his nerves and relax a little than out of exasperation. "Well, it is pretty simple... your job is to do whatever I need you to do. So, help me dress, prepare beds or baths, oversee other servants to ensure things meet my exacting standards," he winked playfully at that, "There will be times when I will request you stay by my side at all times, others were you will be given more freedom." He frowned a little, a thought coming to him, "It will mean that you are protected under my name.... but... eh..." he blushed a little, not really sure how he was meant to tell Sasuki this next part. "...it does mean wearing a collar." He tilted his head to the side in a silent apology. The collars were mostly used to identify different level of servants, to identify where they worked and on this occasion who they worked for. Still, it wasn't a tradition that Daichi liked.... though he would have to enforce it, if nothing else it would hopefully keep fools like Catilon from touching Sasuki against his will. Stepping out of the others reach he turned and walked to his bedside unit and picked up a box. The box was plain and uninteresting but what was within was far more appealing, at least he hoped Sasuki would think so. It was made of twisted strands of gold, yellow and white, with precious gems set within it and a gem in the shape of a crown fitted into the centre. Turning he offered the box to Sasuki. "It is yours." His eyes drifted to the bathroom as he heard giggling, a small yet sad smile filling his eyes. Children were so innocent, what a shame the world corrupted them all too quickly. "I don't know what role Yumi will find here, but I will do my best to make sure it is a good one." Only once he finished speaking did he return his gaze to Sasuki. immortalwolfgirl No worries! =D I hope you enjoy and have a nice day at school. *nodnod*
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2012 4:23 pm
   Sasuki smiled into the kiss his simple word received. But this kind of reminded him of a marriage proposal. Expect Daichi wasn’t on one knee. It made the male giggle with an open heart and joyful look as their conversation continued, even though Daichi looked like he would explode from that smile.
The male took a breath, pulling back enough to look at him. But the grip Sasuki had on his shirt wouldn’t allow him to move far. He listened to the kind of tasks he would have to perform as a personal servant and it made him pause. This sounded oddly familiar. “That’s pretty much what I did being lead for Mama…” he said, tilting his head a bit. But he smiled when he caught the wink that Daichi had thrown at him. This didn’t seem to be much of a change at all! Except for the new place and new people he didn’t know. Not to mention he would have to learn some of the social structures here in the castle.
Daichi continued pausing for a moment when he got nervous to continue. He even blushed a little. What was Sasuki missing here? And then the Prince came out and said it. A collar? Sasuki raised an eyebrow at him. “A collar? Like a dog collar?” he asked, in a bit of disbelieve. But he mostly thought it was funny. Daichi seemed so embarrassed by his own rules. It was cute. Daichi stepped away and Sasuki’s hand dropped. He slowly followed after him, curious.
He arched around Daichi’s body as the male pulled a plain normal box out of the drawer. He at a moment to think it was going to be this plain old thing that wouldn’t make his stand out much. Then Daichi opened the box and turned towards him to reveal this white, gold, and yellow stranded collar with inset gems. On the biggest gem was right in the middle in the shape of a crown. Daichi said it was for him and Sasuki’s eyes darted from the Prince to collar. And he giggled, laughing a bit as he hugged his sides. “I’m sorry.” He said giggling a bit. “It just made me think of something funny.” He said. Now Daichi really looked like he was proposing, but instead of a ring, it was a collar.
“Okay I’m sorry.” He said, forcing himself to stop giggling as he straightened up and gathered his hair to one side. “Tie it for me?” he asked, his voice much calmer now. He waited for Daichi’s tender, gentle fingers to tie it before letting his hair fall back down. He shifted it a bit, trying to make it comfortable before Daichi spoke about Yumi. “She’s more adaptable than she looks. Give her six months and she’ll be the perfect little servant for one of your younger brothers.” He said, shifting the collar so it was in the middle. He paused for a moment. "Thank you, for buying her as well." He said softly. "I've happy to know she has been pulled out of that life." He then turned and walked over to a mirror to look at his new accessory. It made him smile. He looked back to Daichi, closing the distance between them before kissing him again. He loved their kisses.
The giggling from the tub lessened as the water grew colder and she became bored. But she still waited for someone to tell her it was alright to come out. She started to sing a little song that Sasuki had taught her. her little voice bounced off the bathroom walls.
"Way up in the sky,
The little birds fly;
Way down in their nests,
The little birdies rest."
 
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2012 12:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 3:39 am
"That's pretty much what I did being lead for Mama." Daichi nodded, "Ok. Whenever we are not in this room, you must address me as Your highness or you majesty. Never use my name...." He frowned a little, his father didn't believe that 'servants' had the right to use their names, something that Daichi had never been able to convince the man of otherwise, then again, Daichi had never managed to convince his father of much of anything. Perhaps Daichi really was simply a failure. "Like a dog collar?" Those words made him feel guilty, but he couldn't not have Sasuki wear it, not wearing it would mean he would was open for anyone to use him or call upon him for their own agenda... and considering how beautiful he was Daichi was under no illusion that the duties Sasuki were given wouldn't be the conventional ones, and the idea of anyone touching the guy... well, it made his skin crawl. Was likely why he had acted so irrationally this afternoon, but the other Princes words still hung tightly to his skin. Catilon wanted to use Sasuki body for himself. Sasuki's laughter caught Daichi off guard, and for a moment he stared in confusion trying to figure out what he had done or sad that was so funny, when the guy spoke his frown simply increased. He had no idea what could possibly have drawn out such a reply and so asked, "And what was it you were thinking?" Nimble fingers tied the finely spun gold into place, his fingers lingering upon the delicate flesh of the guys neck as he allowed himself to caress his skin, to run his knuckles over the curve of his neck and his shoulder before going back up. Lowering his mouth he kissed the apex of his neck, allowing himself to indulge a little. "You look lovely in your kimono...." He drawled, even as he listened to Sasuki speak fondly and proudly of Yumi. He kissed his neck again. "You're welcome. I would have gone back for her had you asked me too..." He admitted softly, probably revealing far too much with his words, even as he stood up straight and stepped back. "I hadn't expected to buy her, would it be ok to have her stay with you in your room until I can find an alternative for her?" He listened to the sweet sound of her voice, and wondered if she would make a good addition to the chorus at celebrations. Probably. There was so much to do, so much to get prepared and to sort out so that Sasuki and Yumi looked the part before his father saw them at the evening meal, well Sasuki at least. There was no time to waste. "We should start your training." There was the placement and duties during the evening meal, getting use to the castle layout, the correct garments, the correct.... well everything. He ran a hand down his face, something he did in his chambers whenever he was starting to feel overwhelmed, the number of times he had done just that while plotting his little escape to see Sasuki... well, he couldn't count. There was a knock at the door, Daichi turned towards it, his eyes narrowing with suspicion, he had told the servants not to disturb him.... which meant.... someone he did not want to see. "Go into the bathroom with Yumi." He said, his voice laced with the order even as he didn't take his eyes off the door. He wouldn't open it until Sasuki was out of the room. immortalwolfgirl I hadn't forgotten hun. Just had a rough week in RL so haven't been on much or replied to anyone really. Hopefully thinks will settle again now tho. *crosses fingeres*
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 8:42 am
Asauki smiled, doing a little curtsey as he spoke. “Yes, your highness.” He teased, winking at him a bit. He knew Daichi was a prince. But when they were alone, he didn’t see any reason not to treat him as he had before. As a normal man. Daichi was cute though. Strong and undefeatable in front of others, but shy and nervous, generous and sweet around him. It made his heart swell with pride to know he got to see this side of him.
He smiled a bit more as the prince frowned at him. “Don’t frown, you’ll get wrinkles.” He said, holding his hair up so the male could tie the collar for him. “Well…” He said softly. “No, no it was nothing. Just a silly thought. So don’t worry your mind over something trivial.” He said, actually a bit embarrassed by his thoughts. Like a Prince would marry a man. But that brought up another thought. Daichi was the oldest right. That meant… pushing that thought aside...
Daichi’s finger brushed against the sensitive parts of his neck as he tied the collar. But as he touched his skin more, Sasuki tilted his head a bit, giving him more access. His warm hand felt good against his skin. He gasped a bit when the Prince kissed his neck, and then complimented his kimono. He caught himself blushing a bit. “Thank you. It’s one of my favorites.” He said, even as the cloth slid down his shoulder a bit to reveal more skin for his Prince. He spoke about Yumi to distract himself a bit from the Prince’s actions. Otherwise he might have pushed him to the bed and crawled on top of him with Yumi in the other room. But the Prince’s words showed a bit more about his true intentions than Daichi probably wanted to be known. What else would Daichi do or give up to make the concubine happy?
He smiled and nodded when he asked about Yumi staying with him. “Yes, that is perfectly fine. She can watch as I train and I’m sure she’ll find some way to be useful to you until you figure out what to do with her here.” He said, listening to her singing in the bathroom. “I think she is ready to get out.” He said a smile.
Sasuki could practically see the gears working in the Prince’s head as he spoke about getting his training started. He nodded, but remained silent as Daichi thought. The one thing he wasn’t looking forward to was the proper dress attire. He didn’t like pants. But to look the part he would probably have to dress like a boy. That would be annoying. Daichi ran a hand down his face as the look of frustration came to his face. Or was it the look you get when you get overwhelmed? Either way, Sasuki reached out and grabbed his hand, bring it to his own face so the Prince was cupping his cheek. “Breath Daichi. It’ll work out.” He said softly, looking up at him with those calming blue eyes.
Sasuki’s head turned to the door when there was a knock and then to Daichi. Who could that be? He was sure there were a million people. But his real question was whether or not he should be the one to answer it. That question was answered when he was told to go into the bathroom with Yumi. It was an order. But Sasuki was good at taking orders. He nodded, releasing his Prince’s hand as he walked to the bathroom.
He put a finger over his lips and Yumi silenced her singing. There was a towel hanging and Sasuki grabbed it, ushering for the girl to get out. He tried her quickly while Daichi dealt with whoever was at the door. He was able to dry her and slip on her kimono before anyone could storm in and see a little servant girl using the Prince’s bath. He took some of his hair pins and pinned her hair up in a bun so her wet hair would be so obvious.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 12:55 pm
The lazy ease of his interaction with Sasuki reinforced that what he had done was the right decision, even if not everyone believed it to be so... he was sure several would recognise Sasuki, especially since he was not blind to the fact that most of his guards indulged in the pleasure district themselves... it had been how he had received his information, carefully laced wine and none divulging questions lay upon drunk ears. It had been a slow process in getting information, but at least he had ensures his safety and kept the suspicions away... at least until Sasuke's presence in his service was discovered, something Daichi couldn't hold off forever. Some things seemed to be working out ok, such as Yumi sharing with Sasuki, and the guys obvious indulgence in this little scheme he had cooked up. Breath Daichi. It'll work out. Those words echoed in his mind as he gentle fondled Sasuki's cheek. So soft, so different from his own. He closed his eyes to allow the indulgence as long as possible. Turning to the door he slipped back into his trained persona, certain that he knew who it was already. Sure enough as he opened the door Prince Catlion stood there, his large shoulders filling the door frame. "Catlion... can I help you?" He asked, his tone dry and unentertaining, as if he had clearly been disturbed from something far more interesting. "Now, now, Daichi.... that any way to talk to your future brother? You don't want me to tell my little sister that she is about to marry some old stick in the mud do you? You know, she listens to me in all things... pretty sure I could talk her into taking it anyway you liked as long as you helped me something." Daichi cringed at little at Catlion's words, mostly because he had just announced to all listening ears that he was soon to be married. It wasn't exactly a secret, the kingdom had long celebrated his engagement, a match that would secure both wealth and security to their lands.... it was a good match, a good trade... yet the sexy little blond currently hiding in his bathroom did more for him that some woman from a foreign land. "Do you always need to be so vulgar?" Still he sighed, hoping to end this painful experience quicker with his compliance, "What is it you want Catlion?" "Remember that blond we were talking about over dinner? Well, I think I may go sample him tonight.... I need you to lend me some guards, my own are off duty and this isn't something you do in the light of day.... if you know what I mean?" The wiggled eyebrow was not needed to tell Daichi exactly what he needed, he knew exactly what Catlion wanted, and a small part of him found pleasure in the fact he would have to do with out. Not that he would divulge that information just yet. If Catlion was out of the palace he was out of Daichi's way... a bonus as far as he was concerned. "Very well. I can offer six." He nodded to one of the guards posted at his door, more than aware that he would leap into action and follow his order, even as he looked at Catlion again. "Anything else.... brother?" He added the endearment even as it killed him. The chuckle it received was worth the squirming, "Shame you would not join me brother, I am sure two on one little whore would keep the little thing busy all night!" All night, Daichi had very different memories of all night with Sasuki and they didn't involve this buffoon of a man before him. "I am afraid not. I have other matters to attend to." Daichi noticed the mocking light moments before Catlion's comment flew at him, "So it's true? You really are a virgin Prince? What... saving yourself for my sister like her maiden's head? Christ! It's going to be like the blind leading the blind! Need me to draw you a diagram? Maybe even show you the way so you get the right hole?" He laughed, and it took all of Diachi's control not to punch him. Instead he bowed his head, "Good night Catlion, you are drunk... enjoy your.... whore..." He said the word reluctantly, and was sure it showed in his tone. "...I am retiring for the evening." With that he shut the door. Once done he leaned against it. The cold wood biting into his hand and head as he tried to regain himself. What had Sasuki heard? Why was that his first worry? He didn't know but it was...
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 1:23 pm
Everything could he heard from bathroom. Sasuki hadn’t closed the door behind him, But he kind of wished he had. The first thing he heard was the Prince’s soon to be brother in law talking to him about his future wife. The thought actually upset him a bit. He knew the eldest prince had to marry a princess. He knew that it would be a benefit for both kingdoms. But it still hurt to know that while he was being faithful to his Prince, the prince would not be faithful to him. But wait… It wasn’t like the two of them had titles. Just a servant and a royal. Daichi really had no reason to do right by him.
But then he became the subject of the conversation. Or at least he thought it was him. Because of how the conversation went on it sounded like he was talking about the brothel. But he wouldn’t be there tonight or any other night. His ransom had been paid. The brother in law asked for some guards and it almost sounded like Daichi was glad to give him a few.
Sasuki covered Yumi’s ears when the male spoke on about that two men could do to the little whore that was him. He didn’t want Yumi to hear anymore language like that. He kept Yumi in his lap, hands over her ears as he listened silently. Yumi was very good, remaining quiet as she kicked her legs a bit as she sat there deaf.
When Daichi refused to go with him, Catloin started to mock him about something interesting. He was a virgin? Well he wasn’t anymore because of last night. But he had been a virgin? No way! He didn’t believe that. Daichi had been so passionate last night. Who would have thought he had never touched a male before let alone a female. A small smile played on his lips, his urge to see Daichi increased even more. Daichi retired himself and he heard the door shut. Sasuki moved his hands from Yumi’s ears and set her down, holding her hand for a minute to make sure the guy at the door had left.
Then they both turned around the corner, standing mostly hidden just in case. “Can I move now?” Yumi whispered too loudly to be considered a real whisper. Sasuki looked over at Daichi, laughing softly but quietly. “Your brother in law huh, my not so virgin prince?” He asked, pretty much summing up everything he heard in one sentence.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 2:32 pm
Diachi winced at Sasuki's words, even as he pushed off the chair and stood tall before him and Yumi. He looked down at the little girl first and smiled softly, hoping that she didn't think badly of him for what she had most likely just overheard, slowly though his gaze shifted to the blond beauty who had been the centre of part of that conversation. Taking a deep breath he stated simply, "I never said I was still a virgin. I simply allowed him to believe what he wanted to believe." It was a technique he often used, it was usually easier to just let people people and think what they wanted to. Easier for him in the long run since people had a habit of doing just that anyway. Still, it seemed important to him that he prove to Sasuki that he hadn't denied their night together, even to a rat like Catlion. "But yes. My future brother...." He turned and paced towards the bed before taking a seat and allowing his shoulders to slump forward as he leaned his elbows on his knees and his chin on his hand. "....not something I chose, but it isn't as if I get much choice in the matter." Again, this seemed important for him to get across. He cleared his throat and looked up at Sasuki. "Forget it. The ramblings of a drunken Prince." Who was trying to take what I want for my own, he thought. Patting the bed beside him he hoped that Sasuki or Yumi or both would join him. Well, mostly Sasuki, though he wouldn't make a move with Yumi in the room with them. "Forgive me." He said softly, almost too softly. Trying to pretend as if the whole horrid incident never happened he found himself speaking again, clearly rambling now. Something very un-Daichi. "The collar suits you, and you don't look anything like the dog you teased me with. I do not know of anything that would not suit you, you are.... beyond delectable." His eyes wandered to little Yumi but he didn't let her presence put him off. "As I said before, I will not force you to do anything you do not want. Would not begrudge you the tender embrace of someone who could embrace you more openly in return." Ok, so he would begrudge it, would probably even want to hunt the guy down and rip out his eyes so he could never see sexy little Sasuke in the thralls of passion ever again! Yes, this was one hell of a f*cked up situation.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 2:58 pm
Sasuki actually thought it was rather cute how his words could affect him so thoroughly. Yumi really hadn’t heard anything, not anything she understood at least. The blond smiled. “Well, I know you aren’t a virgin. So who cares what he thinks.” He said as he took a step closer to him, pulling Yumi by the hand as he did so. "I still find that hard to believe though..." Daichi sat on the bed and slumped forward. A very un-princely action. But it was the Daichi he knew more than anything.
Daichi patted the bed and Yumi looked up at Sasuki before he nodded and let her hand go. She walked over to the bed and stood in front of Daichi, putting her hands up so he could help her sit on the bed on the other side of him. She had already warmed up to the nice Prince. Sasuki smiled, walking over to them, sitting beside his prince like he had been asked. “Of course. It’s not like you have a choice right?” He said, pushing down his feelings of hurt. There was no point on burdening the prince with his worries and pains. He had a hard enough job as it was without a servant bring him down with his problems.
Daichi started to ramble about his collar and he touched his new accessory with a small smile. He forced himself not to blush when he was complimented either. Little Yumi tugged on the Prince’s shirt a bit. “Do I get one of those too?” She asked softly, a bit shy and nervous. She was a little girl after all and always dreamed of being a princess and in her own twisted way, she saw Sasuki’s collar as a crown. It was really pretty and it was something that belonged to Sasuki. She wanted something really pretty to belong to her too. She didn’t fully understand the weight of her request or how out of place she was. But she would learn.
Sasuki shook his head a bit and leaned into his Prince. “It’s not forcing if I want it too…Think we have a little time before the training starts?” He whispered in his ear. “Yumi could explore the room we’ll be in while we… you know.” He said, unable to take all these compliments from Daichi and not act on them.
But his last comment stunned him a little bit. “So are you saying with I let your future brother in law to have his way with me, you would be okay with that?” He asked, wanting to see if the male would get jealous or if he would play it cool and act like it wasn’t a problem.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 2:05 pm
Sasuki's bold words about his virginity, or rather lack of it, brought a blush to his cheeks and forced him to look away. Dang, how did this man have so much control over his body? The memories of those words were now coupled with what he wanted to do to the guy. Oh, the possibility wheres endless. With a sigh he looked at Sasuki straight and shrugged, "It is true. My father insisted." He had defied his father by visiting Sasuki.... in more than one way. Happy to have the distraction of Yumi joining him on the bed shortly after by Sasuki, he looked down at the little one with a smile as she tugged on his sleeve and spoke in all her innocence. He shook his head. "Not the same. But I am sure I can see to it that you receive something of your own." Why he was trying to please Yumi he had no idea, generally he avoided the servants, preferring to do things himself rather than rely completely upon them. Not that it was completely possible, after all he was too busy to clean his rooms and do his own clothes and cook his own food..... Turning to listen to Sasuki he found himself chuckling nervously at his offer. Why he was being shy at the forward proposition he wasn't sure, but here he was all the same acting like he was completely inexperienced. "Maybe..." But the thought didn't last for long as he heard Sasuki's bitter tone, and Daichi had to admit that the words didn't sit right with him either. Frowning he thought about them and shook his head. "If that was what you wanted...." He gritted his teeth, no, even then he supposed he wouldn't like it. Deciding to be honest he shook his head, "Ok, I wouldn't want that. But if it is what you wanted.... I would let you have it." There, that didn't sound insane and selfish right? He would probably hate Sasuki a little if the guy did want that, would feel beyond lacking and insignificant.... especially since he could never compare to Catlion with his experience and whores..... Standing up, his skin feeling too tight he cleared his throat and tried to change the subject. "Come... I will show you to your room. It is opposite mine, this door joins the two." He pushed aside an elaborate taperstry to reveal the secret door. On the other side was a slightly smaller room, but with it's own bath room. Larger four poster bed of the highest quality, plenty of work wear in every description from every day to special occasion, everything the personal servant of the Prince could want and more. Luxuries afford to no other servant lay within.... and a few special things that Daichi had bought and placed in particular places with Sasuki in mind.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 3:13 pm
Sasuki could help but smile when the prince spoke about what his father had insisted on. “So you defied him to be with him huh?” He asked a flicker of joy and sex in his eyes as he licked his bottom lip before nibbling on it a little. He normally worked at night, so it made sense he was a bit horny. Not to mention that he had Daichi sitting right next to him. He could feel the heat coming from his skin. Yumi was here though.
Yumi looked up at him with large violet eyes. A rather cute, innocent look on her face as Daichi spoke about getting her one, but different that Sasuki’s. The little girl beamed with joy. “Oh thank you!” She said, wrapping her small arms around Daichi’s torso in the biggest hug she could give. She was rather happy about getting a gift. Everyone at the brothel got nice gifts. But she was too young, so she always got the hand me downs. Except from Sasuki. He also got her nice things when she wasn’t feeling well. And she wasn’t a very had girl to please. So love everything she could call her’s. “I’ll be the best girl ever! I promise!”
After the Prince’s soft maybe, he seemed to be really bothered at the comment the concubine made. He started off if a safe statement. But Sasuki watched his jaw tighten as he gritted his teeth. Not to mention the frown that was clear on his face. His honest response made him happy. So far, Daichi hadn’t really lied to him once. Sure he might how gave the whole story. But he never lied. Even when Sasuki had first asked for his name, he had given him part of his real name.
Sasuki liked the response and leaned in to place a kiss on the Prince’s cheek before he rose up. He laughed softly to himself as the Prince tried to change the subject by telling them about the room he would be staying in. It was joined to this one huh? He raised an eyebrow at him as he and Yumi got up from the bed to follow him. He knew he needed to respond to Daichi about his comment before he would once they were alone, really alone.
The tapestry was moved and a door was opened. Yumi walked in first, followed by Sasuki and then the Prince. “Wow! It’s all so pretty!” Yumi said as she crawled up to sit on the bed, looking around in wonder. Sasuki was a bit speechless. Yumi crawled off the bed to go look in the bathroom. Sasuki unconsciously touched his collar as he walked over, touching the bed for a moment. “There’s even a bathroom.” Yumi’s voice echoed from the bathroom. Sasuki smiled before turning to Daichi. “It’s a lot more than I expected.” He said with a smile.
Sasuki glanced at the work wear he would be expected to wear. They were different than his kimonos. He wondered if he would ever get to wear them again, but he kept that thought to himself. “Which of these should I be wearing tonight?” He asked his prince, looking over at him. But he got distracted. His hands stopped looking through the clothes and his feet moved so he was standing in front of Daichi. He rose up on his tippy toes, as his hands pulled on Daichi’s shirt so he would be force down a bit to meet his kiss.
The kiss lasted a few moments before Sasuki pulled away, looking down for a moment. “Yumi, stay here.” He said as he started to push Daichi back towards the door that would lead them into the Prince’s room. Sasuki shut the door behind him before kissing the Prince again, his hand cupping the side of the Prince’s face as he slowly pushed him to his bed. His free hand trailed down and started to fumble with the Prince’s trousers. He was sure they didn’t really have time to get fully undressed and do it. So this would have to work for now. He broke the kiss, his breathing off a bit. “Please…” He asked as he slipped his hand into the front of Daichi’s trousers. “Don’t’ make me wait anymore…” He whispered softly before kissing him again.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 4:09 pm
Diachi tilted his head in a nod, yes, he had defied his father.... but it had been worth it. Yumi's excitement was palpable, almost alive and he brought a smile and chuckle upon his face even as Yumi openly touched him. He still wasn't used to it, winced ever so slightly but not enough that the little girl would notice it -Sasuki, well he was a different story. "I am sure you will. Just listen, learn and do as you're told and I am sure you will be my little star in no time at all." He offered kindly. The innocence of children always made him feel giddy. Watching as the pair explored the room, hands touching everything, eyes looking everywhere. He could tell they were shocked, but it was a real honour to be the Princes personal servant. "You will earn a pay too Sasuki, regular wage for your services and loyalty to the crown." In many ways it was a way of ensure loyalty, but Daichi didn't think that he needed such methods to hold Sasuki's loyalty. Still, he indulged in their surprise. Wanted to offer them more even as he watched them.... yes this was going to turn out to be a huge weakness of his, but he couldn't control that right now. Walking to the wardrobe he allowed his fingers to run down Sasuki's arm before reaching towards a gold outfit. "If they do not suit... we could replace them with something you are more comfortable with." he offered softly, noting how Sasuki didn't seem completely happy about the suits. "I just want you to be happy." He whispered in his ear softly before stepping away.... ...only to have Sasuki join him, an order issued to Yumi before he was lead back to his room. He didn't resist, gave as good as he got when the kiss came, his fingers playing in the long silky blond locks of his lover. Part of Daichi was aware that this was happening much faster than the night before but he didn't care, took what was being offered with a slow and greedy demand of his own as he possess Sasuki body. TIME SKIP Playing with Sasuki's hair for a moment he smiled sweetly down at the guy, still as beautiful and as good as he remembered. If not better. "I think we will have to work on those nail of yours..." He chuckled playfully.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2012 4:33 pm
Yumi took in exactly what Daichi had told her. And she devoted to herself that she would be his little star. She would make Sasuki and the Prince proud of her. She heard the order after she had ventured into the bathroom and nodded before saying. “Okay” Her voice echoed around the room. She explored their bedroom for a couple of minutes before laying on the bed, dozing off as the other two had spent some time in the other room.
Sasuki didn’t care about money or titles. Even though they were nice to have. It was hard to imagine the world he had been thrown into. Who knew that the one time he actually allowed himself to break his routine and fall for someone it would end up with him here, in the palace, bedding a Prince? And a loving Prince at that? Daichi was practically giving him the world. He was acting like his lover. Not his master. He was paying him to work, and would even let him change the wardrobe if he wanted.
For now he would just play along with what was here until he understood his duties a bit more. Once he was more accepted around here as Daichi’s personal servant, maybe then he would venture out of the tradition wear of a servant from around here. But at the moment, those thoughts were pushed to the side as Daichi gave in to Sasuki’s request, meeting passion with passion in a forbidden embrace.
Time Skip
Sasuki laid before his Prince, still panting a bit as Daichi played with his hair with a smile. Daichi really seemed to love the color and texture of it hair. It was a sensation he never thought he would experience. He looked up at Daichi with bright blue eyes before he bit his lip. “Sorry… I’ll cut them… Promise.” He said, know that Daichi still had marks from yesterday.
He rose up a bit and kissed Daichi again. “I’ll go clean up and change into that gold one you picked out for me. Then you can start training me.” He said with a wink. “Should Yumi stay in her kimono?” he asked as he sat up fully, kicking his legs over the side of the bed as he slipped his kimono sleeve over his shoulder. He was eager to get started now. He knew he had a lot to learn before he would be any help to Daichi. And he could guess Daichi would get a lot of heat for choosing a concubine to be his personal servant. So Sasuki had a lot of work ahead of him to prove he was a good choice.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2012 8:06 am
It was almost a shame that Sasuki would have to cut his nails, in truth Daichi rather liked the feel of them in his skin... but the marks were a problem, and too many questions wouldn't be good for either of them, especially given the rumours already circulating the palace..... oh crap.... his mind suddenly realised something, he needed to warn Sasuki about the rumours, and about keeping his mouth shut -though he suspected he would do the later automatically. Instead of voicing any of this right now Daichi simply nodded and gave a simple, "Ok." Before standing up and going to look for something fresh for himself to wear. Since Sasuki would be wearing gold he picked out a black and gold number, the gold was mostly in the details and trim but he thought the subtly would go quite nicely together... show uniformity and all that, he was sure his father would be proud of that at least. He took out the new clothes but didn't get dressed yet, simply spread it out on the bed before knocking and entering Sasuki's room. "Yumi can stay in her kimono." He said softly, smiling over at the girl before returning his attention to Sasuki. "She won't be able to come tonight, would be safer for her to stay here." Safer might not have been the best word to use, but it was the only one that Daichi could think of to keep Yumi here... at least while Catlion was still around, another two days... it felt like a life time. Walking to the bed he sat down and watched with a lazy interested as Sasuki got ready, noting how Yumi seemed to automatically go over to help. "As my personal servant you will stand on left, my right is reserved for my future bride." It pained him to talk of it, but there was no point in skipping around the facts and hoping they would go away if they ignored them enough. Life didn't work like that. "Generally there will be a chair beside me at all meals for you to use, however at larger functions such a chair won't exist and you will be expected to stand roughly a metre behind. You'll know this in advance since you will notice other servants doing the same, my fathers in particular. I will introduce you to Roland, but trust me why I tell you not to speak too openly with him, anything you say will get back to my father." A fact Daichi had long ago accepted. He sighed and thought about all the things Sasuki would need to know tonight. "Eventually you will be expected to anticipate what I want, but that will come with experience. Tonight you will just be expected to do as I ask, I will try not to embarrass you." The unspoken truth that a personal servant making a mistake was considered an embarrassment on their 'master' went unsaid, Daichi had no intention of adding extra pressure on the guy. "Just be charming, I am sure you will melt all of their hard expressions. You might not want to remind them where you came from... but own it all the same, it is likely you will recognise a few faces." Much as that pained Daichi to consider. He felt like he was rambling as he explained dinner etiquette, placement of dishes, folks and drinks, the correct times to offer an pour additional drinks, who it was acceptable to initiate conversation with -most people except the king, only when he addressed you did you speak to the king. It was a lot to take in, and Daichi was sure that Sasuki wouldn't remember it all, he didn't expect him too. "Prince Catlion will be there tonight, he is a mean drunk and have a rather free roaming hand, I would advice not getting too close to him. He shall be sat on my right, his sisters place, so you should at least have some distance between you.... though he might request you pour him the odd drink, which you will have to do." He hoped that covered most things. "Any questions?" His look was sympathic as he smiled over at the guy. This couldn't be easy, part of him wanted to give Sasuki the night off, to simply let him enjoy the room and get used to the idea... not throw him in the deep end with the sharks. The positive was that the king wasn't expected at dinner tonight, so at least some of the stress would be off. Of course, the moment word spread that he had accepted a personal servant... well, he knew his father would show interest.
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