A/N: So this is another drabble that followed "Power" (it's about Delia of Eldorne, if you haven't read it yet, check it out) It's pretty much the back story to that drabble. Umm... it's based on the tidbit that I heard somewhere that TP intended Thom and Roger to be lovers. So... umm... yeah. Here is is.
WARNING! This is ThomxRoger. Aka Slash, Yaoi, boyxboy... you get the picture. Non-explicit references to sex. So you've been officially warned.
Thom of Trebond is no fool. He knows exactly what is going on during those dark, heated nights.
No matter what he feels, they are not about love. Or even lust.
No, Duke Roger is too much in control of his own emotions and impulses for that. So, though Thom can wish, in the daylight, he can see what his own mind masks at night:
Those encounters are about nothing more than control.
He has genuine feelings for the man, whose mind is so brilliant and foreign, and yet achingly close to his own. And Roger knows that, knows that he can mold the boy to his will with a simple look, or touch, or kiss.
Thom knows it too.
So, why then did he allow himself to be drawn in?
Because, even if, for Roger, those caresses, those kisses, those whispered words were nothing more than a game to him, Thom could still pretend.
Because, after all, something was better than nothing. It always was.
Wasn't it?
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