"How did you know where to find me?" Cain asked.
"I tried thinking like you would and I followed my feet." Riff replied. Cain looked up at the tall man. "You always no where to find me…" he said, wrapping his arms around Riff's waste in a tight hug. "Am I in your cage, Master Cain?"
Riff asked, holding Cain tightly. "Yes," Cain said. "You are in my cage." 'how can I tell him how I really feel, without the fear of rejection plaguing my heart?' Riff thought. 'more love than a Master should have from his servant…' "But Riff…you can leave my cage. The door isn't locked," Cain said, his hold on Riff loosening.
Riff smiled sweetly, placing a hand on Cain's head. "I am here, not only as your servant, but as your friend," he said. 'He's so young…only 13 years old…I feel like I have to protect him, and not only that……I want to protect him too…' Riff thought. Riff heard soft breathing on him and noticed that Cain was asleep.
He draped Cain's arms around his neck and picked him up, and starting to walk into the house. Little did he know that Cain was really awake, until… "Riff?" Cain said. Riff started, "Yes Master Cain?" he said in reply. "Do I have to go to bed? Not now, please? I want to stay outside just a little while longer," Cain said, pleading with him. Riff sighed, " As your friend, I'm going to say that you really should be in bed, Master Cain," Cain looked a little sad at this, "But I am your servant, and have no place to disregard your wishes," he finished off.
Cain smiled at this and jumped out of Riff's arms. Cain sat on a stone bench and called Riff over to sit with him. Riff sat up straight as Cain lay down placing his head on Riff's lap. Cain's eyes stared to the open, star filled sky, the moon light shining against his golden orbs. Riff stroked Cain's black hair, sending Cain into relaxation.
"Do you love me?" Cain asked out of the blue. "In what way, Sir?" Riff asked, flushing red. "L-O-V-E, Love. As in-" "Emotional love?" Riff interrupted. "Yeah." Cain said, closing his eyes. Riff coughed slightly, not sure of what to say. Of course he loved Cain, was what he wanted to tell him, but could he do it?
"Y-yes…" was all he said. Cain smiled and said, "Then kiss me." Cain reached his hands up to Riff's face, admiring his red lips, and pulled him down to him. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Riff's soft lips on his.
"Hey, Riff," Cain said, breaking the kiss. "Yes, Sir?" Riff asked, a little bit red. "I…I love you, too," Cain said, and then he really did fall asleep.
Riff carried Cain through the manor house, undressed him, readying him for bed, and lay him on the bed, covering him with silk sheets. He gently brushed the hair out of Cain's face and kissed his forehead. Then he left the room.