A/N: So this is it. This is the last chapter my lovelies. There will be an epilogue after this but that one will be rather short. There is also a pretty dirty smut scene in this one that you can consider my goodybe gift ;)


It had been a few days since our arrival and to say that those days had been turbulent would be an understatement. The house was big but not big enough to accommodate each and every one of us and so a lot of time was spent with searching a place to live for the others.

On that first day Mathias' father had been busy with his duties but he had given strict instructions to his servants to bring his son to him as soon as he arrived, hence the reason why I was left alone in the room I later learned to be Mathias. There were simply not enough people working at the household to care for every guest and I had somehow gotten the short end of the stick, not that I had minded though.

I hadn't seen much of Mathias on that day since he spent a long time with his father, talking about his plans and about what was to happen with the rest of us. Mathias' father wasn't too happy with his son for bringing home so many friends but Mathias wouldn't allow him to kick them out and so in the end a compromise was found.

Mathias' father would help find lodgings for Ludwig and his crew and Arthur and Francis the rest of us could stay, at least until Berwald had gotten in touch with his family. I knew the two of them were nervous, because they had to tell their parents that they got engaged but I knew for a fact that at least Berwald would go through with his decision no matter what his father had to say on the matter. The same went most likely for Tino.

As for Emil and I, Mathias insisted on us staying and after a long and thorough talk with me his father decided that since I apparently had managed to bring his son home in one piece (the leg was generously overlooked) I was worthy of staying with his son. He even promised to get Emil an education since he had expressed interest in the large library of the Kohler estate. Emil and Mathias' father got along frighteningly well; they had sort of just clicked and when he wasn't busy with work he would teach Emil about said work.

But in exchange for his father's tolerance Mathias had to help him with his work, it was no longer enough to just increase his knowledge on the matter by studying, no Mathias had to gather practical experience because his father had all intentions on making him his successor.

One day they took Ludwig to court with them to convince the king of something but since the matter was confidential I didn't learn any specifics. That probably was for the best. I had my share of war and battle; I didn't want to do anything with this affair even if only on paper.

Jan got hired as Mathias' personal guard; his father had decided that he needed one from now on, and so after all this time of struggle we finally found ourselves at home again. It felt strange at first to call this place home but I got used to it. It was peaceful and safe and at this point that was almost the only thing that mattered.

More than all I was glad that our hardships were over, I had enough of those to fill a lifetime.

Things calmed down after a week, Ludwig had gotten news on his brother and was about to meet him, Francis had decided to open up his own patisserie with the help of Mathias' father and Arthur's managing skills, and Berwald had had that dreaded talk with his father that almost escalated into a fist fight but eventually he accepted his son's decision under the condition of him adopting a son as heir. Berwald was secretly very pleased at this outcome because Tino had always refused to adopt a child when he'd brought it up but now he had no choice.

Mathias was bothering Berwald for at least two days straight until he finally promised to make him the child's godfather. Emil was working hard to become Mathias' assistant and that left only me who still hadn't a clue what he was going to do. But I wasn't forcing it, for now I just wanted to focus on the present and enjoy life to its fullest, which was actually the reason why I was there right now, in that particular position, waiting on that particular person to show op and open his present.

I had to ask Francis for help again, which he gladly granted, this time without weird panty incidents fortunately. I would have been embarrassed about having him to do what he just did but I had thought this one through for a long time and I wouldn't budge one inch from my decision.

Even though I had to admit it was beginning to become rather uncomfortable.

The things I did for love.

Okay, that was not entirely true, I didn't do it for love, I did it because I wanted to and I was pretty sure Mathias would realize he wanted it too once he saw me like this. I was tied to the bed lying on my back; both arms and legs spread out and bound to the bedposts. Somewhere, I really didn't know where, Francis had found a dildo that now stuck in a rather sensitive place of my body and to add the cherry to the pie I was also gagged.

It had taken a bit of preparation and I kind of didn't want to think about what Francis had needed to do to get me where I was now, but I would be worth it. And to be honest, the thought alone of what Mathias might do to me was already making me hard. Not to mention the surrogate cock in my ass. I would have never thought that I could be so slutty, or that I wouldn't care at all about that.

Francis had taped a piece of paper to one of the bedposts which apparently said something like 'use me', I couldn't read it but I had no reason to mistrust Francis. He had been surprisingly civil about the whole matter, no inappropriate touching, no groping and he had only stared so much. He was a good person really, and he would respect boundaries, as long as they were set properly. And that was fine with me.

Oh maybe I should mention that I was naked. No girls' clothes for me today. No frilly pants and no stockings. I would save the skirt for another day. I couldn't use all my ammo at once that would spoil the fun. I would make sure that Mathias never knew what to expect when he opened his bedroom door.

As on cue the door was pushed open and Mathias walked in. He actually took a few steps until he realized I was there and then he just stopped, mouth hanging open and a look of utter confusion on his face. He gaped a few times like a fish on land and then I could literally see his eyes bulge open as his mind finally processed what had been out before him. It was definitely worth it to deny Francis the blindfold.

I wanted an eternal loop of the progression of Mathias' expressions to replay in my head whenever I felt like it. But my amusement didn't last very long because Mathias shut the door with a finality that made me shiver. Oh the look he gave me. His eyes flicked to the sheet taped to the post and then he deliberately licked his lips, his glance moving back to me as he promised me unequalled pleasure solely with his eyes.

Oh. My. God.

I moaned, just to get him started, there was nothing else I could do except for writhing in my binds and I could feel drool leaking out of the corner of my mouth as I tried to vocalize my need.

"Hello delicious." Mathias almost purred and his voice was so deep and seductive that I shuddered, I wanted the lips that produced such sounds to press around my member and his tongue to make me moan even harder and, oh god, I wanted it now.

Mathias smirked at my obvious reaction, his eyes threw a pointed glance to where my erection was silently begging for attention and I bucked my hips to emphasize the point. "Someone's being impatient." Mathias clucked his tongue and let his hand hover inches over where I wanted it the most right now. I tried to push up to touch his hand but he stayed just out of reach and eventually I had to give up. Having a dildo in one's butt doesn't really help with sport activities.

Mathias slowly opened his pants, all the while his eyes trailed over my exposed body and I pressed my eyes shut because I couldn't stand the unmasked look of lust anymore. I wanted him, now. The cane lied forgotten on the floor as Mathias had finally finished with undressing and now climbed on the bed to straddle me. "Have you been a good boy?" He asked and trailed a finger along my collar bone.

I vigorously nodded, but Mathias only grinned and stilled my movement with kiss on my upper lip, since the gag constricted the rest of my mouth. "I don't think so." He then whispered against my the fabric of the gag and another shudder rippled through my body at the sensual tone. "I'm sure you were a naughty boy and naughty boys need to be punished." I just nodded again because really what else could I have done?

Mathias ground his hips against mine and I moaned around the gag in my mouth. I tried to increase the friction but Mathias would have none of that and so he pushed me down on the mattress again. "Now, how shall I punish you?" He asked and glanced over to the drawer were Francis had left some choice 'tools' and a hot wave of pleasure surged through my body.

"I think I know exactly how." There was that smirk again, that almost made me go crazy with want. Oh what a delicious form of torment. Mathias took something from the nightstand but I couldn't make out what it was since he obstructed my view with his body. He kept it out of my sight and I was pulling against my bonds in order to get closer to him, but of course, in vain.

My body was shaken with another shudder when Mathias knelt between my legs and traced his fingers over my abdomen. At this point I was so sensitive that the smallest touch was enough to make me moan. And Mathias did a lot of touching. He took his sweet time too, running his fingers along my sides, circling around my nipples before pinching them.

I was panting hard and I still didn't get to see what Mathias had pulled from the nightstand, the tension did nothing really to ease my need. Mathias leaned over me to kiss me again, not that I could return it with the gag and all. And then there was something around my member, at first I thought Mathias finally touching me but then I felt a certain pressure and realized that whatever he had put there was restricting me from coming. He surely knew how to play that game.

"I'm going to have some fun." Mathias whispered into my ear and his hand squeezed around my member, sending a jolt through my body. This was becoming more and more unbearable, but I was far from complaining and not only because I couldn't speak at the moment.

Mathias fiddled a bit with the knots and untied both my hands and feet but I wouldn't stay unbound for long since he turned me on my stomach and tied my hands to the headboard. I felt even more exposed like this since I couldn't really see what was going on and when Mathias put a blindfold on me I was completely in the dark.

I tried to concentrate on what I heard but it was hard to focus on anything else than the sensations that wracked my body. A hand was suddenly on my backside and slowly pulled out the dildo that still stuck there. But instead of pulling it out completely like I had expected, it was suddenly pushed back in and I arched my back in surprised pleasure. My backside was lifted up then so that my butt poked into the air and my face pressed into the pillows, it was not the most comfortable position, but the added exposition of my vulnerable body parts was like sweet hot poison that surged through my veins.

I really could be a masochist.

For a seemingly eternal while afterwards nothing happened and I was actually able to calm down enough to think coherently again. Well as coherently as it was possible in this kind of situation. But just as I was focused enough to concentrate on my hearing again Mathias hand was on me and I gasped as something warm and wet was pressed against my entrance. Simultaneously Mathias had closed his hand around my member and was slowly pumping and I was starting to pant again.

I didn't need any preparation, I had already taken care of that and so the moment Mathias had pulled out the dildo he pushed himself in, a soft groan echoed through the room and I dug my nails in the wood of the headboard. I couldn't remember that it had ever felt so good to be filled and I was shamelessly wriggling my hips to get even more of Mathias inside me. It was hard to breath around the gag since my nose could no longer provide enough air, the pillow half pressed into my face didn't help wither but right now I couldn't have cared less.

Mathias didn't give me any time to adjust, the moment he was in he pulled out again only to slam back in, making my vision blur white at the edges. If Mathias kept that pace up I wouldn't last much longer, I had been too close now for a long time. But of course I couldn't come until Mathias hadn't removed whatever he had put on my erection.

A hand was suddenly in my hair, pushing me further down into the sheets and arched up my back in response as Mathias hit my sweet spot on that exact moment. The hand that was still around my cock fumbled a bit, a fact I only registered in some faraway part of my mind and then there it was, sweet relief. The moment Mathias had undone the restraint I came, spurting violently in Mathias hand and screaming against the gag in my mouth.

The best part about this orgasm was that I hadn't expected it. Sure I had expected an orgasm at some point but I couldn't predict when Mathias would loosen my restraint and I certainly didn't expect the violence with which I came so suddenly. It left me panting and gasping and catching my breath was kind of hard because of the gag and my head was whirling and dark dots danced in front of my eyes and only a small part of me took note of Mathias who was still in me, thrusting a few more times before unloading himself into me. It was truly mind blowing.

Mathias pulled out quickly afterwards and made to untie me and I couldn't deny at all that I was glad to be able to lie down. All energy had been drained from me and I had to complement Mathias for pulling all of this off with an injured ankle. But it had completely been worth it.

We lied in each other's arms for a long time afterwards, both lost in the aftermath of the intense bliss we had just experienced. I snuggled closer into Mathias' chest, sighing with content as I felt a hand running repeatedly through my hair.

After a seemingly endless time Mathias broke the comfortable silence. "I spoke with my father." He said and I forced myself to reopen my eyes to look at Mathias. "He isn't happy with my choice but I told him that we could adopt a child at any time." It took me a moment to comprehend what Mathias was saying but then a wide smile formed on my lips.

"You'll have to learn a few things though; you need to be a suitable consort for me after all." Mathias continued, his fingers weaving through a strand of my hair and I couldn't help but picture what we had just done in my mind. Suitable, huh?

"All thanks to Berwald and Tino." Mathias mused and flattened my hair against the scalp of my head with his palm. "He always liked Berwald for he was responsible, well more so than I was apparently, and when he was faced with Berwald getting engaged to Tino he couldn't really oppose my life choice anymore."

"That's good." I said and then couldn't help but grin rather dumbly. This had me worried for quite a while now, sure Mathias' father had welcomed us more or less with open arms but I could never shake the feeling that he was not really happy with my presence in his son's life, despite of what I did for him.

"The solstice festivities start in a few days and then Yule shortly afterwards." Mathias grinned lazily and rolled on his back, pulling me with him so that I rested on his side. "And the wedding will be next year." "Yes." I agreed and laid my head on Mathias' chest, listening to his steady beating heart.

"There's so much I will show you." Mathias' voice rumbled deep under the firm flesh of his chest and I closed my eyes again. "I want to see everything." It was fine now, everything was fine. I was with Mathias and we were safe, the war no longer concerned us, finally we had peace.

It would be a good life.

The words 'I love you' rang through the air twice and shortly afterwards we both were asleep.

We were finally home.

- Fin -