Disclaimer: I don't own the G'boys, I just borrow them from time to time to play with and return them a whole lot happier, ne? Written for pleasure not profit.
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: Sap, angst, bondage, slavery, Yaoi, Lemon, lime, het, violence, dark, fluff, AU, OOC.
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 1xR, 2xR
Betaed by Karina *snugs*
Summary: Heero is the eldest son of the King of Colonia. His 21st birthday is approaching and as tradition dictates his betrothed is soon to arrive. However he is also bound by tradition to select his own personal slave. The events that unfold lead him down a path that not only tests his sanity but his humanity and love as well.
Author's Note: This fic was started back in 2004 and has languished on my hard drive ever since, only sporadically being added to when I have the time (and the muse the inclination) . Updates will be far between, but rest assured, it will be finished. Feed back is most welcome as are honest critiques. Flames will be dealt with as I deal with all flames – with sarcasm.
Commenced July 2004 – published January 2008
Thank you to all who are reading and much appreciation for your comments. I apologize for the delay in getting this chapter out. I've had Internet issues over the last couple of weeks which I'm hoping are now, finally sorted out. I also had to make the heartbreaking decision to have my dog put to sleep. I'd had her for 13 years, got her from the animal shelter and unfortunately, a year ago she got cancer - nothing we could do for her either. These past few weeks she started to go downhill rapidly and with a heavy heart I made the decision to let her go now, peacefully, before she started to suffer. As you can appreciate, I haven't felt much like writing, but I am slowly making my way back and I thank you all again for your patience and for sticking by me and this fic. *snugs*
"Bound, Bonded and Betrayed"
Chapter 55
Mentally patting himself on the back for not having slammed the chamber door, Heero strode through the castle corridors, heading for the healer's chambers. He would wait, let his wife come to terms with the new information he'd passed on and then he would speak with her in regards to her statement.
The prince gave an evil smile as he thought about that. He had no intentions whatsoever of letting his wife know of the evidence he had, the questioning he'd done and the results of that investigation. No, he was being quite crafty. He would speak to Relena about her statement, go through it with her to make certain she was still sticking to the story she'd told Captain Chang and leave it at that. Once the retrial started, then he would bring up the new statements, the evidence to back it up and see what his wife said to try and counter the evidence.
Feeling quite pleased with the way things were currently going, he knocked on the healer's door and passed on his requests for her attendance at the marital chambers first and then to check on Duo. Tasks complete, Heero walked quickly back to his old chambers and the bath that awaited him.
# # #
"It's okay, mistress, please try to calm down," Dorothy soothed in an attempt to get the princess to cease her hysterics.
Relena continued to sob for a short while, her mind turning over what her husband had said. Having calmed a little, she took the offered handkerchief, blew her nose and dried her eyes. "I don't believe what he just said, Dorothy," she hiccuped out.
"I think he's being very cruel, mistress," Dorothy agreed, wrapping an arm around the princess' shoulders.
"That slave was found guilty and regardless, that should stand. Now he wants to have a retrial and in front of complete strangers no less!"
"I agree with you, mistress, it isn't fair at all."
"No, it's not. I'll be humiliated all over again, I'll be the laughing stock of the kingdom," Relena wailed.
"No you won't, mistress," Dorothy declared firmly. "As you said before, all we have to do is stick to our story, refuse to be swayed and there is no way that gutter snipe will get away with this."
"I know, but I have a feeling that this time it won't be so easy," Relena said miserably.
"Oh, I don't know," Dorothy said her tone implying something else.
Relena looked to her maid and her eyes narrowed. "What are you thinking?" she asked.
Dorothy shrugged. "Nothing much, but I do believe it might be time to have another word with that snipe, remind him of his place and exactly who he is dealing with here."
"That won't be easy, Heero seems to have him locked away."
"He has to come out sometime," Dorothy stated. "I did see him earlier when I went to the kitchens."
"Hmm... You might be right, Dorothy. Maybe a reminder of what will happen to him if he continues this way just might be enough."
"I'm pretty sure that a reminder will have that rat turning tail and heading for his mouse hole."
"But what if he gets off the charges this time, Dorothy? What do we do then?" Relena pondered aloud as the thought that the slave might be found not guilty crossed her mind.
"If he does then I will see to it that the reminders I have given him will come about, that his every waking moment is pure hell," Dorothy growled. "He'll soon be wishing he had met with the sword."
Relena sighed. "I suppose we should sit back and bide our time then."
"That would be best, mistress. Stick with your story and let me worry about the rat."
# # #
Entering his chambers, Heero looked around for his slave; but there was no sign of Duo. For a moment he felt the panic rising in his chest, but quickly pushed it away. Duo was probably still in the bathing chamber. Still feeling slightly uneasy, Heero slipped through the door and walked towards the bathing chamber. Once inside he felt himself relax a little.
Duo was busy setting out his clothing.
Hearing someone enter the bathing chamber, Duo spun around, fear in every line of his body. Noting it was his master, he sighed in relief and dropped to his knees. "Master, your bath is almost ready."
"Thank you, Duo." Heero strode across the chamber and sat down whilst his slave finished setting out the clothing and turned the water off. When Duo approached him he stood. "You may undress me."
Duo made quick work of the lacings of his master's shirt and breeches, placing the dirty clothing to one side as he stripped his master bare. Once nude, the prince stepped into the warm water and sank down until the water lapped at his chin.
"Join me, Duo."
Hastily, Duo stripped himself and climbed into the tub, picking up a washing cloth and moving towards his master. Cloth and soap in hand, Duo began the task of cleaning his master, gently easing away the tenseness in those broad shoulders as he rubbed softly over the skin.
Heero's eyes closed in bliss, savoring the gentle touch of his slave upon his skin. He moved when necessary, allowing Duo access to his arms, legs and back. When Duo began to clean around his genitals, the prince couldn't help his reaction. He began to harden under that soft touch.
The reaction didn't go unnoticed by Duo either. He craved his master's touch, ached to have him hold him, kiss him again; but more than anything, Duo yearned to have his master buried inside his body. He knew the prince was wary of hurting him and he was grateful for that concern – his back was still very tender – but there was nothing wrong with him from the waist down.
Continuing to gently wash his master's hardening length, Duo let the wash cloth fall away until his hand was stroking that engorged organ. When his master didn't do anything to discourage him, Duo brought his other hand into play, softly cupping the prince's balls and fondling.
"Oh, Duo," Heero moaned, eyes closed and head falling back to the edge of the tub. "So good."
Encouraged, Duo continued to work his hands over the prince, pleased that he was giving his master some pleasure. He jumped a little when a hand wrapped around his wrist and stilled his stroking. Violet eyes filled with fear and he kept them lowered from his master, scared he'd overstepped his boundaries.
"Do not be afraid, Duo," Heero said quietly. "I am enjoying your ministrations very much and wish for more..." Before Heero had a chance to continue, Duo spoke.
"My body is yours, master."
A groan escaped the prince as he reached for Duo, wrapped his arms gently around the slim figure and pulled him close and in to his lap. "I want you so much but I do not wish to harm you."
Smiling to himself, Duo leaned close and whispered, "It is only my back that is tender, master. Every other part of me is fine." To prove his point, Duo wriggled his backside against Heero's stiff cock.
Another groan escaped Heero, his hips pushing up slightly as his cock sought out that entrance it knew so well. Carefully he slid a hand down Duo's back and traced his fingers along that sweet cleft. Finding that small pucker he began to circle and tease at it.
Violet eyes fluttered shut and soft moans and pants left Duo's mouth with the welcome touch. The finger continued to tease and circle his entrance, driving Duo's excitement to greater heights. His cock stood stiffly between his legs, sometimes it rubbed against his master's belly as his hips began to undulate. "Please, master," Duo whispered.
"What is it you want, Duo?" the prince asked, his voice low and husky.
"I need you inside, master. Please, take me," Duo begged. With all that he'd endured since the prince had gone away, Duo craved the feeling of intimacy – if he was to be found guilty yet again, at least he would have this last time with his master.
"I need something..." Heero's eyes scanned around, looking for something he could use as lube. He wasn't about to hurt his slave, Duo had already suffered more than he should at the hands of his wife and Heero would not add any further pain to his slave. A hand appeared before him holding a lump of the soap.
"Will this work, master?"
"I think it just might." Taking the soap, Heero began to run it along Duo's cleft, the soap beginning to lather nicely and allowing Heero to slip a finger inside his slave's channel. Continuing with his ministrations, Heero carefully worked Duo's body until he had three fingers sliding in and out with ease. The soap was deployed to his own cock before returning to Duo's entrance for a quick once over.
Before the soap had much of a chance to be washed away, Heero positioned himself and slipped inside that welcoming heat.
Duo's eyes slipped shut, a small moan of pleasure leaving his mouth as his body stretched to accommodate his master's thick length. As the prince gently pushed up, Duo lowered himself into his master's lap, Heero's cock sliding completely inside.
When Heero couldn't fit any more of himself inside his slave he paused, holding onto his control with a supreme effort. Duo's body was warm, tight and welcoming around him. Relena may have had the soft curves and slickness of a woman, but Heero much preferred the hard planes and tight heat of his slave.
Feeling his body relax and adjust to his master, Duo was ready for more. He wriggled around a little upon Heero's lap, letting his master know he was willing for whatever his prince wished to gift him.
"Impatient slave," Heero chuckled, but positioned his hands upon Duo's hips. "Ride me, slave," he ordered softly.
"Ah, yes," Duo hissed and began to raise and lower his hips. The water around them began to move and slosh around, but neither man cared, each lost in their own pleasure.
The slow riding of his cock was driving Heero to distraction and after a short while he tightened his grip on Duo's hips and began to thrust himself deeper and faster. Grasping hold of his master's shoulders, Duo did his best to counter the prince's thrusts, pushing himself down as his master thrust up. The prince's cock slid deeper inside, Duo twisting slightly and getting the head to brush against his prostate.
"Master!" Duo gasped as his world was turned upside down.
Heero smiled, knowing he'd hit that special spot inside his slave. His own body was soaring higher and higher with each push into that tight channel; he could feel the evidence of Duo's excitement prodding his belly each time he thrust as well and knew that Duo was desperate to come. Knowing he couldn't hold his own climax for much longer, Heero gave in to the primal urge and began to thrust in earnest.
"Ah... Uhhh..." Duo moaned. His orgasm was so close he could taste it, but he didn't dare give in to it until his master gave him permission. Nerves were hypersensitive, balls tight and close to his body while the fire in his gut was building to a raging inferno.
Feeling himself teetering on the brink, Heero opened his eyes and gazed at his lovely slave. "Come for me, Duo," he whispered as he let his own climax take him.
The words were music to Duo's ears and he concentrated on the feeling of his master's length stroking his inner passage. He felt his master swell inside, the heat and slickness pouring into him as his master came and that sent him spiraling over the edge. His channel clamped down hard as his balls tightened almost painfully. White hot come spurted from his cock and into the water around his belly while his eyes squeezed shut and a keening wail left his mouth.
Despite his own orgasm almost robbing him of sight, Heero forced his eyes to stay open and watch his slave as he came. The sight was something Heero would never tire of. Duo's face was a mask of pleasure, eyes closed, mouth open with pants and moans spilling from between those ruby lips whilst Duo's body shivered and convulsed in his arms.
Gradually the high began to recede and each man came back to himself. Heero slumped in the water, arms loose around Duo's hips. Duo was resting happily against his master's chest as he drew air back into his lungs.
Able to form words, Heero spoke quietly as he ran a hand tenderly down Duo's back. "Thank you, Duo. That was wonderful."
"It was, master. Thank you." Duo murmured, still content to rest against his master.
They remained that way for a little while longer before Heero decided it was time they were getting back to the chambers. The healer was expected any time and Heero wanted Duo's back taken care of. "Come, Duo, we need to get out as I have things still to do."
Managing to get his limbs to move, Duo lifted himself off his master's lap and climbed out of the tub. Fetching a drying cloth he made quick work of drying his master and dressing him.
"Dry and dress yourself, Duo. Clean up the bathing chamber and then return to my chambers. The healer will be with us soon to treat your back."
"Yes, master," Duo replied from his kneeling position.
Heero pulled him to his feet and kissed him thoroughly. "Are you alright? I didn't hurt your back at all?"
"I'm fine master." Duo gave a shy smile.
"Good." Heero kissed him again. "Don't take too long." Releasing his slave, Heero left Duo to finish up.
# # #
Taking a deep breath, Sally steeled herself for what was undoubtedly going to be a difficult consultation. She raised her hand and knocked on the wooden door. Moments later the door opened to reveal Dorothy on the other side. "I am here to check the princess as per Prince Heero's request," Sally announced, ignoring the scowl on the maid's face.
"Come in," Dorothy said and opened the door wide enough for Sally to step inside. Once the healer had entered, Dorothy closed the door and moved deeper into the sitting area. "Mistress, the healer is here," she announced and knelt beside the princess' chair.
"Your highness," Sally greeted with a curtsy. "The prince asked me to stop by and check on you."
"I don't see why he's concerned himself now," Relena muttered. "Probably to ease his conscience."
Sally raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.
"If he were to be here beside me in his rightful place I wouldn't need your services," Relena snapped.
Deciding the best way to treat the princess would be to ignore her barbs and just get on with it, Sally opened her bag. The princess continued to make snide comments as Sally checked her general state of health, the healer acting completely professional in dealing with the annoyed woman. From time to time the maid chipped in, either with a snide comment of her own or to soothe her mistress.
"Have you been experiencing any pain or discomfort?" Sally asked, running her skilled hands over the swollen abdomen.
"Not so much pain as a lot of discomfort," Relena replied. "My insides feel very cramped and my back aches."
"That is to be expected and is perfectly normal. The baby is growing rapidly and will require more room."
"I just wish it was all over and done with," Relena grumbled.
"I suggest you take some time to soak in a hot bath, that will ease some of the discomfort in your stomach. A gentle massage to your back will also help ease the aches there." Sally turned back to her bag and pulled out a couple of items. "This is another of my herbal remedies that will assist in calming you a little, it will also help relax your muscles so you won't feel as much discomfort. Here's some herbal oil to use when massaging the back, you can also apply some to your stomach if you wish." Sally handed over the items to the maid. "If you experience any further discomfort or any pain, please send for me straight away. You don't have too much longer to go before the baby will be born and these last few weeks will be the most uncomfortable. You need to try and rest as much as possible and stay as calm and relaxed as you can."
"That's easy for you to say," Relena snapped again. "You're not the one that has to sit through a retrial and be humiliated in front of complete strangers."
"I'm sure it won't be that bad, Your Highness," Sally reasoned. "If the attempted rape happened the way you said it did then you have no reason to feel humiliated, you are the victim and I'm sure the entire trial will be done as discreetly as possible." Sally had to grit her teeth as she spoke, careful not to give the princess any clue as to what Prince Heero had learned.
"You doubt my word?" the princess growled out, eyes narrowed.
"Not at all, Your Highness, I am merely stating a fact. With sensitive issues such as this one, the King will attempt to have it all dealt with discreetly and with minimal fuss."
"There shouldn't be a retrial in the first place," Relena snarled. "That slave was found guilty and should have been dead by now."
Feeling her anger rising by the second, Sally bit her tongue on the words that wanted to spill forth. "I'm afraid it is not my place to pass comment or judgment on the matter, Your Highness. Now, if you do not have any questions for me I need to take my leave, I have other people that require my services."
"No, that is all. You are dismissed." Relena gave a flick of her wrist.
Doing her best to keep her temper in check, Sally curtsied and picked up her bag, following the maid to the door and leaving the chambers. Once outside in the safety of the hall, she let go a deep sigh. Just how the hell had the prince ended up with such a cruel, venomous creature as his wife? With a shake of her head, she began to walk down the hall, she had a slave to tend to.
# # #
With the two guards beside him, Wufei took the leather cylinder with the parchment safe inside and prepared to mount his horse. "We will ride swiftly and return as quickly as we can with the news the King awaits," he told the messenger.
"God speed," the messenger replied and stepped back.
Mounting his horse, Wufei gave a nod to the other guards, shortened his reins and turned the horse's head for the castle entry. Pushing his legs against the animal's sides, the horse lurched forward, spitting gravel from its hooves as it bounded into a canter and left.
The two guards flanked their Captain, the trio riding at a strong gallop across the open grounds and in the direction of the Nataku Kingdom.
# # #
"Mistress Healer," Duo acknowledged when he opened the door to the knock.
"Good eve, Duo," Sally replied and stepped into the chambers.
"Ah, Mistress Healer," Heero greeted, rising from his chair.
"Sire. I am here to tend to Duo's back as requested," Sally replied as she curtsied to the prince.
"Duo, go through to the bed chamber and remove your shirt for the healer to tend to you," Heero ordered.
"Yes, master." Duo walked through the doorway, head bowed to do as requested.
Once Duo was gone, the prince stepped closer to the healer. "Have you tended to my wife yet?" he asked.
"Yes, sire, I have."
"Is everything well with her?"
"Everything is as well as can be expected, sire. The baby is growing rapidly now and causing her some discomfort, but that is to be expected. She also has the same complaints and discomforts all women have at this stage of her pregnancy and that is quite normal. I have left her maid with some herbal teas that will not harm the child but will calm and soothe the princess."
"Good. How was her..." Heero hesitated for a moment, "How was her mental state?"
Sally smiled. "The same as always, sire. Forgive me if I am speaking out of turn, but the princess is still annoyed, upset and adamant that Duo is the cause of her unhappiness. She is still sticking to her statement that Duo tried to rape her and that she is the victim in all of this."
"She wasn't too pleasant towards me when I spoke with her earlier," Heero sighed.
"I didn't think she would be," Sally chuckled. "Now, I need to treat Duo."
"Of course." Heero moved aside to allow the healer to pass and enter the bed chamber where Duo was waiting, shirt removed and kneeling on the floor.
"Onto the bed, Duo and lie on your stomach for me," Sally ordered and placed her bag on the small night stand.
Duo complied with the request, lying carefully on the bed and awaiting the familiar touch and process.
Sally didn't say much as she prepared the salve she was using on Duo's back. Standing to the side, Heero watched silently as the healer went about her business. Duo's back was starting to look better than it had – in Heero's opinion. He was no healer himself and could only use his own eyesight to tell him if things were improving.
"What do you think? Is he healing up okay?" Heero asked once Sally had finished and was putting her things away.
"I am very pleased with the way he is healing. The bruising is just about at its peak and should start to fade in another day or two. The cuts are closed up and repairing themselves and the welts have all gone down. I expect Duo to make a full recovery and be fit for normal duties again in about eight sunrises. Until then I don't want him doing anything strenuous that might cause the cuts to reopen. Your Highness, please keep him on light duties for a while longer."
"I will make sure he remains on light duties until you give the all clear and then he will resume normal duties a little at a time as he will need time to build back up to those tasks," Heero replied.
"Thank you, sire, that would be both acceptable and beneficial. Now, unless there is anything else I will take my leave of you."
"Thank you, that will be all." Leaving Duo in the bed chamber to turn down the bed and prepare for sleep, Heero escorted the healer back out to the sitting room. "Good eve, mistress healer."
"Good eve, sire." Sally curtsied one last time and left the chambers.
Heero closed the door and made his way back to the bed chamber and his slave.
# # #
"Ah... master..." Quatre moaned.
"Come for me, Quatre," Trowa managed to huff out as he felt his own orgasm pulling him over the edge.
Not needing to be told twice, Quatre let himself go. The feeling of his master deep inside and striking his prostate one last time before heat infused his channel was all it took for Quatre to join his master in nirvana.
Trembles passed through each man as they rode their respective climaxes until sheer exhaustion claimed them both. Trowa slumped, sated on top of his blonde slave, Quatre holding his master close and running his hands up and down the sweaty back. Breathing slowly returned to normal, Trowa managing to gain enough control over his body to pull out and roll to the side of his slave. Said slave immediately followed, snuggling deep into the strong arms of the prince.
Soon enough the cooling evidence of their passion on their skin had Quatre moving. The slave reached for the wash cloth and bowl of water he'd placed on the night stand earlier, wetting the cloth and cleaning up his master before tending to his own skin. Setting the bowl and cloth aside, the slave accepted the invitation to join his master in bed and burrowed under the covers where he was enveloped in a warm embrace.
"That was wonderful, Quatre," Trowa murmured and placed a kiss to the blonde crown.
"It was just as good for me, master," Quatre replied.
"I wonder how my brother got on when speaking with the princess?" the prince mused as he relaxed into the warmth of his snuggling slave.
"Permission to speak freely, master?"
"Granted."
"I hope that Prince Heero didn't take Duo with him, the princess or her maid would probably have said something nasty to him."
"That's it!"
"Master?"
Prince Trowa quickly moved to sit up, dislodging Quatre from where he was cuddled up, partially sprawled over his master. "Sorry, Quatre," the prince said as he pulled his bewildered slave back to him. "That could be it," he muttered again.
Frowning, Quatre turned his baby blues to his master, noting the distracted look in those green eyes he adored so much. "Master? What are you talking about?" he asked in confusion.
"I think you have just given me the perfect way for my brother to overhear a conversation between the princess, her maid and Duo."
"I have?"
"Yes, Quatre." Trowa planted a deep kiss to his slave's lips. "Thank you."
Dazzled from the kiss, all Quatre could do was look to his master. "You're welcome, I think."
tbc...
