Chapter 4

" Rufus, I have a proposition to ask of you."

"Yes, uh Havelock?" Said Drumknott, breathily, wondering if his Lord, uh Havelock, would get any closer and if he could hear his heart beating, see his pupils dilating and the sweat and flush to his cheeks that he was certain was embarrassingly obvious. Well he was certainly taking his time in replying. Gods, it was hot in here...

" I'm reinstating the Police Hogsmead ball."

" Oh really?"

" I believe it's important to make a ...demonstration in circumstances like these. As well as making sure the police accomplish their tasks in solving crimes and putting a stop to this sort of aggression then I believe public figures need to show the masses that it is unacceptable to view the personal lives of others who are doing no wrong to be deserving of violence."

" I see. Havelock that is certainly commendable but what do you mean demonstration?"

" We'll, I hope you will not be offended but I wish to ask yourself to be with me as a uh, date?"

" Oh. " Drumnott's heartbeat started to increase again. " In a professional manner? Are you merely asking me along with you to put on a show for the 'masses' ?" Drumknott averted his gaze from the Patician. He didn't know what to think.

" Rufus, I am asking you to accompany me, in truth, as my openly declared date. The ball is a little while away. It does not have to be our first and I certainly don't intend to make it our last."

Drumknott looked back at Vetinari and met his intense gaze. He smiled and Havelock smiled with him.

" Gods you have beautiful eyes..."

Vetinari leaned in towards the handsome secretary and kissed him. Drumknott gripped his shoulders tightly as Vetinari's hands clasped onto his cheeks. Drumknott thought he would melt from the heat radiating from their bodies. His moans were embarrassingly loud and his mind cringed but his body wouldn't let him consider stopping. He was ready to be taken completely.

" Oh, oh Dumknott,ah,Rufus." Gasped the Patrician, creating a little distance. "Slow down." His lord stared at him, eyes almost black, his lips swollen, breath gasping.

" Don't you want this?"

The Patrician looked as if he might devour the younger man.

" Rufus, if you lay with me then that is all that there is for us as far as I am concerned. I need to talk to you before this goes further. "

" What? Really?"

" I don't want anyone else."

" Well, that's ...good." Replied Drumknott, cautiously (what was he going to do- propose?).

" I mean, if you have any more seeds to sow..."

" Gods it must have been a while since you did this."

" Rufus I am serious!"

" Why? Are we not about to have sex?"

" So soon?"

Drumknott gaped.

" My Lord, no don't interrupt, are you indeed The Lord Patrician of Ankh-Morpok, most feared and respected, most sharp and devious?"

" Your point?"

" We have respectfully and painfully kept our distance for years. You're not getting any younger and I have sown all the seeds (which might I add we're not that many, thankyouverymuch!), that I want).

" You're cross."

" My Lord, you perception astounds me."

" What I meant to say was, and I do think you're being wilfully obtrusive, is that I have had many as a younger man. Very many, of all sexes and of various species and in very many positions, multiple partners and multiple techniques. I have bitten and have been bitten, I have whipped and have been whipped, caressed, inserted, played with and even loved. On different continents, in various exotic and mundane locations. Although, you're right, not for a very long time."

" Uh," said Drumknott, licking his suddenly dry lips.

Vetinari smiled. " What I mean to say is that, I desire none of that now, I only want you. As you said I'm not getting younger but you, my dear Rufus, are still young. Do you still - mmph!"

As Drumknott kissed his even more so incredibly sexy Lord, he realised the role he would have to take in this relationship. The thought made him thrill with excitement and he marvelled at the lack of arrogance displayed by Vetinari who would of course more than enough for Drumknott to handle.

To be continued...