Things move ahead on both sides of the Party Guests
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Dutch smiles as he approaches Eliza and nods in greeting as he takes a champagne flute from the tray she holds "Are you enjoying the Party?"
Eliza slowly nods "Yes, Mister Van Der Linde...I-I'm enjoying it" she bites her bottom lip "I think Arthur is somewhere around here as I-"
He interrupts her with a gesture of his hand "I know exactly where Arthur is, it is you I need to have a word with" he smiles as other Party Guests walks past and he lowers his voice "Arthur has informed me that you know of the real reason we are here" at the way her eyes snap to his, he raises an eyebrow "But my question is...can we trust you?"
Annabelle lets out an almost silent growl, noting the way the other girl flinches and purrs as Dutch pets her scruff
"So, Eliza. Can you be trusted? As I doubt very much Arthur would wish any harm to happen to you" he turns and places his empty glass onto her tray as he looks straight into her fear filled eyes "But accidents, can and do happen" he draws back as he spots Hosea heading their way and he smiles as he straightens "So, my Dear, what is your answer to be?"
Eliza slowly swallows, her heart-rate spiking at the threat and nods "Y-Yes, you can t-trust me...I-I won't say a word" she flinches and quickly steadies the tray she is holding at the sound of someone clearing their throat, before flushing at the sight of Hosea.
Hosea raises an eyebrow at the tension in the air, glancing between the slightly trembling girl and his old friend before gesturing to the other Party Guests "Shouldn't you be mingling with the others, Dutch? As I am sure Eliza can serve drinks without you standing over her"
The younger man narrows his eyes at the sound of Colms chuckle, but nods before taking another glass "Just remember what I said, loyalty above all is what I expect" with that he disappears into the crowd.
He watches his friend go and sighs as he turns to Eliza "I owe you an apology it seems" at her look of confusion, he gives her a sad smile "I should have never kept the real reason for why I needed you to get Arthur into this Party" he places a hand on her shoulder "Don't worry about what Dutch says, I shall make sure he sees reason and you shall have nothing to fear"
Eliza blinks away the tears that want to fall "I shall not breath a word of what is going on here...the only thing I request, is that you don't get me involved" she shifts the tray onto one hand as she discreetly wipes away the tears "I guess I shall need to find another place to call home once this Party is over"
Hosea gives her a small smile "No. I have a place in mind for you to stay and I know that she'd love to have you to help around the house" at her look of confusion, his smile widens "My Wife, Bessie, she shall take you in and get you away from this Life...and away from Dutch's threats" with that he pats her shoulder "As soon as we leave, I shall take you to her" he takes a the last champagne flute and glances around "So, tell me, are you enjoying the sight of all those pretty dresses and fancy hats?"
She chuckles, her mood lifting as she returns the smile "Very much so" she gazes into his chocolate eyes "Thank-You"
"No, Thank-You" with that he pats her shoulder before heading towards Dutch.
Dutch raises an eyebrow as he runs his fingers through Annabelles scruff "I take it after the Party is over, you'll be taking Eliza?"
Hosea smirks as he glances at the Felenico before shaking his head "There is no point asking if you know the answer, besides...isn't it rather rude of you to listen into others conversation?"
The younger man frowns before quietly growling "I never wanted her to join us in the first place, she's distracting us from the Plan and is an liability"
He takes a slow drink from his glass "The only liability so far is Noel running off and you sending Arthur to find him" at the look of confusion, he shrugs "At least Noel had the decency to run off discreetly...and yet after Arthur approached you to inform you of Eliza, you sent him off in full view of the other Guests before harassing the poor girl" he shakes his head "You may have a silver tongue, but you need to practise on the art of discretion" he ignores Colms chuckle as he raises an eyebrow "Have you even done any of what we Planned this evening?" at the way he suddenly avoids eye-contact, he sighs "At least one of us are in the Game"
Dutch huffs "All is fine, there is nothing to worry about as-" he cuts off at the sound of a high pitched scream and all heads turn to spot a blood drenched Arthur standing in the open with a look of shock on his face.
+RDR2+
Arthur bites his bottom lip at the sight, his hips jerking in arousal at the way Noel tips his head back in pleasure while the stranger swallows him down. His ear twitches as he catches the sound of someone approaching and he quickly snaps out of his arousal as he spots the Head Steward making his way over. He glances back at Noel with the man, noting that both are too focused in their fun, before sighing as he realises he has no options but to cover and cause a distraction. He pulls out his tray from under his arm and drops it on the floor with a loud clatter. After making sure Noel and his 'friend' are out of sight, he turns to the Head Steward "I'm Sorry, kinda got lost finding the way back to the Kitchen"
The Head Steward raises an eyebrow "The House is off limits to hired help...just how did you get in?"
He shrugs "The door was open, thought it would take me to the Kitchen but musta took a wrong turning and ended up in here" he rubs a hand over the back of his neck "Didn't mean no offence, never been in a place as fancy as this before"
The man narrows his eyes "Empty your pockets" at the confused look, he shakes his head "For all I know, you are robbing the place...now empty your pockets or shall I get the Law involved"
Arthur huffs and does as instructed, showing his empty pockets "I ain't no thief, just lost my way is all" he looks up at the tut before biting his his tongue, to silence his snarl, as the Head Steward shoves him down the corridor
"You were told that under no circumstances are you to enter the Masters House! Now that I know you haven't been helping yourself to the silver, get your stuff and leave!"
He pauses and huffs as he turns to face the man before rubbing a hand over the back of his neck "Look Mister, I need the Job. I'm Sorry that I entered the House, kinda got lost findin' my way to the Kitchen" he shrugs "Isn't there somethin' I can do for ya to keep me on? Seeing as you are the Head Steward 'n' all?"
The man narrows his eyes in thought before nodding "Turn around and press your hands to the wall" at the confused expression, he raises an eyebrow "You can either take the punishment and continue working, or take your leave without pay. Your choice"
Arthur slits his eyes but nods as he turns and steps up to the wall. He puts his hands against the cold surface...only to flinch at a strike against his back and he moves on instinct, grabbing the cane and slamming the Head Steward into the opposite wall while pressing his hand against the mans throat. His top lip curls as he growls "It'll be in your best interests to warn a fellow like meself before hitting them, unless you don't fancy living long" with that he releases the man before re-taking his earlier position.
He slowly straightens and clears his throat "R-Right, I shall begin" before lifting the cane and hitting Arthur on his lower back.
The Felenico grits his teeth as he forces his snarl down as he is repeatedly striked. His claws sink into the plaster as he bares his teeth (I'm gonna fucking kill Noel Fucking O'Driscoll! Pin him down and gut him open, watching as the life leaves his eyes before tearing him to shreds). Just as he pictures the O'Driscoll's death, he jerks as he is splattered by a warm wet spray and he frowns at the sound of someone choking. He slowly turns his head only for his eyes to widen in shock at the sight of the Head Steward clawing at his neck as thick warm blood seeps through his fingers. As the man dies, he looks up and growls "What the fuck Noel!? Dutch said we ain't to spill any blood!"
Noel rolls his eyes as he kneels down, using the dead mans shirt to clean the blood off his knife "I don't follow orders, I give them. Now, give me a hand in moving him out of view"
Arthur growls as he runs a hand through his hair before grabbing the Corpse by the shoulders as Noel takes the mans legs "Where we gonna hide him? As if you ain't noticed, there's a Party goin' on with a lotta people about"
"There's a side room down this corridor. You are welcome by the way"
"Welcome for what?"
Noel rolls his eyes "I stopped the man from beating you...unless you were enjoying it that is"
Arthur slits his eyes "I didn't need nor want your so called help, I had it all in hand" with that he kicks open the door and tugs him inside before dropping the body. A curse leaves his mouth at the state of his uniform "Great! Just how am I gonna return to the Party covered in all this blood!?" He shakes his head as he bends over, checking the mans pockets for valuables...only to stiffen as Noel places his hands on his hips while pressing up against his backside
"Just think how pretty you'd look split open around my cock, I'll bet you'd moan like an-" he cuts off with a choked grunt as he is suddenly slammed into a wall by a hand around his throat. He stares into flinty blue eyes, noting the way they flash with gold, and as the man bares his teeth he recalls the time he was attacked by a Cougar in his younger years.
Arthur curls his lip as he growls, noting the slight smell of fear mixed in with the scent of arousal, while glaring at the younger O'Driscoll "I'll never again be at the receiving end of a mans cock, be it you or any other who wishes to fuck me" with that he presses closer "Do I make meself clear?"
Noel grabs at the wrist of the hand around his neck before lifting his other hand to softly stroke a strand of dirty blonde hair "Forgive me, I never knew your Past" as the grip loosens, he gently continues his petting before leaning forward to brush their lips against one another as he whispers "There is much I wish to do with you, but not all include penetration" a smirk crosses his face as the younger man allows the soft kiss and he moves his fingers into Arthurs hair, noting he reacts better with softer touches.
The Felenico frowns as he feels himself drifting, becoming slightly drunk on the soft kisses and petting...but snaps back into focus as a hand slips into his trousers. He quickly grabs the mans wrist and pins it in place with a look of confusion "I...?"
The O'Driscoll smiles "Trust me Arthur, I promise I shall only bring you pleasure" with that he uses his free hand to softly stroke along the others face, gently tugging him into a soft kiss. A smile crosses his face at the almost silent groan and as the grip loosens he gently tugs him out of his trousers. He glances down and licks his lips "My, what a big boy you are"
Arthur feels his cheeks heat up and he clears his throat, getting ready to bolt...only to tense in surprise as Noel O'Driscoll falls to his knees infront of him. His eyes widen in shock before closing in arousal as his cock is swallowed in one "Shit!" His hips jerk in pleasure at the same time his back arches at the way Noel does something with his tongue. A shiver of delight runs up his spine and he cracks an eye open to watch as those talented lips move up and down his cock. He grits his teeth while running his fingers through the others short red hair "Wha-!?"
Noel smirks around his mouthful before ducking the hand in his hair as he pulls off with a wet pop. He licks his lips and chuckles as he wraps his fingers around the hard cock, gently pumping the length "Guess you didn't expect me to drop to my knees" he raises a playful eyebrow at the dusting of red along the others cheeks and he shakes his head "True, there's not many I would do this for"
The Felenico shuts his eyes as he tries to calm his rising heart-rate before gazing down into those grey eyes "What makes me so special?" He grits his teeth as he jerks his hips "Why would cha go down on someone like me when there's plenty of others to go down on you?"
His smirk widens as he licks a stripe up the others cock before nuzzling the base "I've wanted you since I saw you standing over Dutch while pointing a gun at me" his hips jerk in arousal at the memory and he reaches down to adjust himself "All that power and aggression, it was such a turn on and now?" He looks up at him from his kneeling position "Just look at you, all muscle and reeking of danger...you have grown into a mighty fine specimen of an Alpha male"
A frown crosses his face "Dutch says I still got more growing ta do, says I'm not a man yet"
Noel slits his eyes and lightly nips the inside of the others leg "Do I look like I give a fuck about what that man thinks? He blusters on about following 'Plans' and how we have to have 'Faith' and 'Loyalty' in him!" He shrugs "The only person I have faith to get the job done, is myself" he gazes up and smirks "Besides, Dutch is too busy with Annabelle to see just how perfect you are"
Arthur leans back with a groan, closing his eyes as he shallowly thrusts his hips into the others mouth and its not long until he feels his climax approaching. He quickly reaches out and tugs the red strands "Gonna cum!"
He slaps the hand away from his hair before slamming him back into the wall, pinning him in place as he brings him over the edge. As soon as Arthur finishes, he pulls off and spits his mouthful to the side not caring that it splatters the corpse before tucking the spent cock and rising to his feet. He gazes at the panting man and smirks as he nuzzles his neck "I'm glad I was wrong about you"
The Felenico frowns as he catches his breath and turns to look him in the eye "Whatcha' mean?"
Noel shrugs as he adjusts himself "Could have sworn you were a Felenico in hiding, what with those fresh cuts on Dutch's stomach when we first met along with the way that collar seemed at home on your neck that time" he cocks his head to one side "I even believed I heard you purring one time, not to mention that growl you gave me not five minutes ago" he reaches out and gently pets the others cheek "But seeing as you have just cheated on that Eliza with me, you can't be a Felenico"
Arthur frowns "Cheatin'? I ain't cheatin' on nobody. Yeah, I'm with Eliza an' I had some fun with you...but it ain't cheating" with that he shoves the other man away as he buckles his belt "Besides, how do you know so much about Felenicos anyways?"
The O'Driscoll shrugs "My Mother was one, died when I was a youngster" he stretches out his back "Anyway, I think that is a conversation for another time...seeing as you mentioned that we are at a Party" at the eye roll, he chuckles "Best you make yourself scarce"
He grunts as he glances down at himself "Can't, need to get my satchel from the Kitchen"
"Can't you just get a new one?"
His eyes narrow "No. I've 'ad it for a long time and I ain't leaving without it, besides...its got my things in"
Noel huffs as he runs a hand through his hair in thought before shrugging "I got an idea, follow me" with that he leaves the room.
Arthur watches him go and sighs as he slowly but silently follows the other man "You gonna tell me this idea of yours?"
"Nope as it needs to be a surprise" he quietly opens the door leading to outside "I'm going to get your satchel for you" he turns to Arthur and gives him a smile "I'm going to apologise right now for this"
He frowns "Apologise for what?"
"This" with that he shoves him out into the open"
Arthur curses as he trips over his own feet and ends up crashing into a couple of the Party Guests. He looks up at Noels shout
"Run! It's a feral Felenico!"
A cringe crosses his face at the panicked screaming and he quickly glances around for an exit...only to stiffen at the sight of two pairs of eyes staring at him, one in disappointment and the other in anger.