Disclaimer: Same old shit, nothing's mine and nothing will ever be mine.

Author's Note: This fic contains slash, smut, bad language, and naughty scenes. Don't like, don't read but no flames please! By the way, I have decided to make this into a multi-chapter story with a few twists along the way. I still appreciate your advice and input though so hit that lovely review button!

CHAPTER 2:

Over the past few days, Will had felt inseparable from Halt. Part of him justified the desire for closeness to the adventure they shared and their intensive training. But another voice whispered in his head that it was the love and passion they shared, and the damn hot sex! Also, quite frankly, Will had just hit puberty and was horny as a bitch in heat. But due to his extensive Ranger training, he never found the time to relieve himself in that manner and Halt seemed to be avoiding him.

The grim old Ranger always found some excuse and gave him many errands to run throughout the day, whether it was delivering a message to someone in the Fief or cleaning the cabin or preparing a meal. Will was getting worried that Halt didn't love him anymore and was growing increasingly annoyed with Halt distancing himself. Well, he aimed to rectify that and decided to catch his mentor off-guard.

So it was that he was hiding behind Halt's desk in his office in Castle Redmont. Baron Arald had lent it to him so he could plan their battle strategy for the upcoming war. Halt was now a very busy man suddenly and had many visitors from Araluen and beyond. Will was getting quite annoyed with all this rubbish since he knew Halt would prefer to be in the field and training him or on an adventure rather than burry his face in books and courtly duties.

All of these thoughts raced through his head as he lay in wait for his mentor who should be heading to his office right about now. Just in time, the doors opened quietly and the grim old Ranger walked in with a stooped form and weary expression. He looked like he hated his job but that didn't matter since Will wanted to get some payback for being ignored and shoved aside like yesterdays dirty laundry.

He wanted to punish Halt but also wanted to discover the secret why his mentor was keeping him at arm's-length. One worrying thought was that he had done something wrong and Halt didn't like him anymore. Poor Will had been secretly crushing on his mentor and had finally accepted that only to be pushed away. Any normal person would likely commit suicide or some other thing to ignore the pain, but Will was persistent and determined. He wanted answers and vengeance.

Finally, the topic of his thoughts sank wearily into the chair before the desk as if the weight of the world sat on his shoulders. Will waited until he was distracted with browsing through some scroll or manuscript before sneaking lightly under the desk. Clenching his teeth together tightly so as not to make a sound, Will slipped out a pair of hand-cuffs and some rope. He had snatched them from the Redmont dungeons that were so rarely used the guards wouldn't give a damn if they went missing.

Will swallowed hard and paused before strengthening his resolve and snapping the cuffs onto Halt's wrists, securing his mentor to the chair. Before Halt could react, he quickly tied Halt's legs to the chair legs so he couldn't kick himself free. Halt's body stiffened and he gasped.

"Who's there and what the hell do you think you are doing?" The Ranger asked in an icy whisper. "One holler and a dozen guards will be upon you."

"I don't think you want to send your own apprentice to jail," Will retorted softly. "Then again, what with the way you treat him lately, perhaps that would suit you better."

"Will?" Halt gasped incredulously as if he didn't know what the word meant.

"Who else?" Will snapped. "Now shut up before someone comes to find out what's going on."

"What are you doing, boy?" Halt whispered gruffly, seething.

"Gaining my revenge for you ignoring me," Will growled quietly. "How do you think that made me feel, oh Ranger?"

"What?" Halt stammered. "I don't understand. I thought…"

"Well you thought wrong," Will snapped. "I thought you loved me but this display of affection, or rather the lack of it, clearly says otherwise."

Halt was about to reply but suddenly the door burst open and someone entered the room. From his hiding spot under Halt's desk, Will couldn't see who it was but knew it was someone important since Halt stiffened in surprise.

"Gilan!" Halt said. "What a pleasant surprise."

"Indeed, you seem a little too surprised," Gilan muttered dryly. "Wonder what caught you off-guard today? Too much coffee turning your head?"

"You have no idea," Halt groused, only to flinch visibly as Will unbuckled his belt and slid down his pants as quiet as a ghost.

Halt froze as Will licked his cock at an agonizingly-slow pace. His member twitched and stiffened, eager to say hello after a good few days of unused.

"So!" Halt squeaked. "What brings you here? Any news of Morgoroth?"

Gilan's eyes narrowed and scanned Halt suspiciously. Will paused nervously, worried that Gilan could see the cuffs. He had suspected someone would enter the room so had made sure they were small enough to slip under Halt's wide-rimmed sleeves. Halt's legs were under his broad desk that had a covered back and covered sides so no one could see under it.

Of course, if one were to move closer or stand behind the desk they would see him but he hoped Gilan wouldn't. Halt had been busy with paper-work of late so he could just be stressed out which would explain his change of voice, though Will was secretly enjoying it and trying not to laugh.

"Are you sure you're fine?" Gilan pressed. "You sound weak and are shaking."

"I'm alright, I swear," Halt snapped. "It's just a bit hot and stuffy here, that's all."

Will grinned against Halt's cock as he had begun to lick it up and down, making small circles on the head of Halt's penis. He wanted to drag out this torture as much as possible so Halt would learn better than avoid him in the future, for whatever reason he concocted.

"But the windows are wide open," Gilan protested. "And it's raining outside. How could you not notice that?"

"I have a lot on my mind?" Halt tried as Will suckled on Halt's balls and trailed kisses along his thighs.

"You sure seem to," Gilan grumbled. "I'll bet it's that apprentice of yours."

Both Halt and Will froze in shock. Had they been discovered? If people thought Halt was acting oddly, would the Baron send another trusted Ranger to investigate? Were they being spied on? Or had Gilan stumbled on them that night when they made love on the front porch of the cabin?

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Halt growled. "Now please leave, I have work to do."

Will wet his dry lips and decided to press on with his torture. If they were discovered, they were discovered but Halt had to pay. Deciding to up the ante, he kissed the head of Halt's cock and took his entire member deep in his throat.

Halt grabbed the arms of the chair and his whole body stiffened. His eyes bulged and he bit his lip against a moan of pleasure. Will was filled with glee and dragged out the torture, doing slow and long sucks on Halt's penis, licking the head of it every now and then.

"Halt, I think you're ill," Gilan sighed. "Perhaps I should call a medic."

"No!" Halt cried. "Please, Gilan. Promise you won't call anyone. I hate medics!"

Gilan chuckled and Will sagged in relief, coming up for a breath of air. Halt was rock hard now and his cock was pointing defiantly into the air. It was beautiful and Will wanted it inside of him. But how could they do that without being discovered?

"Hmm, are you sure?" Gilan teased. "Perhaps I should ask Baron Arald to give you a leave of absence from your work. Perhaps you need some time off, to spend with your darling apprentice."

"I don't need anything thank you very much," Halt growled. "Now get out of here or I'll toss you into the moat."

"Really?" Gilan drawled.

Will paused his blowjob as he heard the young Ranger step forward and lean on the desk. From his vantage point, he could see the blond young man lean on the desk and stare Halt right in the eyes. Gilan licked his lips suggestively.

"Are you horny, Halt?" He asked boldly. "Or is someone else fulfilling your needs? Lady Pauline? Crowley? Alyss?"

"Get out of here, freak!" Halt barked. "How dare you accuse me of that!"

"My, my," Gilan laughed. "You really are horny hence your snappy mood. You are just itching to fuck someone. You could take me like you used to if you want."

Will gasped in shock and nearly stumbled backwards.

"What was that?" Gilan hissed.

"Nothing!" Halt said hastily. "I was just surprised you remembered those times."

"Come now, Halt," Gilan quipped in a mocking tone. "It wasn't too long ago. And don't pretend you didn't enjoy our nights together, as you did with all your previous apprentices."

Will's heart was pounding rapidly and he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Halt was making no move to deny it and Gilan certainly seemed to believe it was true.

"Maybe I should inform your apprentice," The young man offered. "Before you seduce him and manipulate him into being your bitch?"

"Gilan, please," Halt begged. "Stop."

"No," Gilan growled. "You must pay first. You hurt me, Halt. You hurt Crowley and all the other Rangers you came across as well as a few knights and even the Baron. Everyone knows you like your boys young, when they are naïve and useable. I don't want Will to suffer that fate."

"It's not like that with him, I promise!" Halt sobbed.

"No?" Gilan laughed cruelly. "Well it was with the rest of us so one boy won't make a difference. Perhaps I should have some fun with him myself, make you pay for how you treated us."

"I swear it's different!" Halt growled.

"Oh?" Gilan drawled. "How?"

"I love him!" Halt exclaimed.

To Be Continued…