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?

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


I am so sorry for the delay in getting this chapter out to you all, RL is still being a pain in the proverbial rear end. Thank you to everyone who is sticking by this and for taking the time to leave me a review. I really do appreciate them - right now they keep me sane when RL is doing it's best to send me round the twist! Again, thanks for your patience and I hope this chapter makes up for the wait. Shen :-)


"Bound, Bonded and Betrayed"

January. 2008 ShenLong

Chapter 70

As the prince continued to gaze in awe at the tiny bundle in his arms, Prince Trowa stood and made his way across to his brother. "Congratulations, brother," he said softly and took his first look at the new heir.

"Thank you," Heero whispered in reply, still appraising the tiny being.

"He has your mouth and nose," Trowa said with a smile.

"You think so?"

"Oh yes," Trowa said with a snicker as the babe suddenly decided to screw up his face and give a loud cry.

"Master?" Duo's timid voice called out.

Heero turned to look to where his slave was still kneeling beside his vacated chair. "Yes, Duo?"

"Congratulations," Duo said with a smile.

"Thank you, Duo."

"Congratulations, Prince Heero," Quatre said, a beaming smile on his face whilst teal blue eyes shimmered a little.

"Thank you, Quatre. Would you two care to have a look at my son?" Heero invited.

Eagerly both slaves nodded.

Heero chuckled and beckoned the two slaves across.

Quatre gazed fondly at the tiny bundle, Duo similarly let his eyes roam over the small baby. A soft smile played upon his lips and his heart warmed at the sight of his master with his new born son in his arms.

"He's perfect, master," Duo said softly.

"Have you got a name for him?" Trowa questioned.

"Yes, I have. He will be called Odin," Heero replied.

"That is a good name, sire," Sally said and stepped forward. "My prince, I need to take the child and clean him up a little. He also needs to be fed and I still have the princess to finish with."

"I see." Heero reluctantly handed the child back to the healer. "I will go and speak with my parents, let them know the good news whilst you do whatever it is you need to do. I will return to my chambers afterwards and speak with you a little later. I will send Duo for you when I am ready."

"As you wish, sire." With the babe cradled in her arms, Sally returned to the bed chamber and waiting princess.

"Come, brother. Let us give our parents the good news," Heero said with a smile.

"I'm sure they will be delighted," Trowa responded and fell into step with his brother.

# # #

The King and Queen were in the parlor when Heero arrived. Queen Une's eyes lit up when her sons stepped into the small room.

"You have news for us, Heero?" she asked expectantly.

"Yes, yes I do." Heero positively beamed. "I have a healthy son. His name will be Odin."

"Congratulations, Heero," the Queen said and stood, crossing the room to embrace her son and press a kiss to his cheek.

"Well done, son," the King stated and shook his son's hand before pulling him into a hug. "This is wonderful news."

"How is the princess?" the Queen asked politely.

"As far as I know she is well enough. The healer was still attending to her when we left to bring you the news."

"I will drop by on the 'morrow and pay her a visit," Queen Une said.

"Thank you, mother, I'm sure she will appreciate that."

"This calls for a celebration," the King announced.

Taking that as their cue, both Duo and Quatre rose from their kneeling positions to fetch drinks for the royals. Quatre poured the wine into silver goblets, Duo taking two and handing them to the King and Queen respectfully, then returning for his master's goblet and handing that over whilst Quatre gave his master his goblet. Once done the two slaves returned to their positions of kneeling beside their masters.

"To my son and heir, Heero; and to my grandson, Odin. May you both live long, happy and prosperous lives," King Treize said with a raise of his goblet.

"Thank you, father," Heero returned and took a drink of the wine.

"Hear, hear," said Trowa and sipped his own wine.

The Queen raised her goblet and gave her son a warm smile before taking a sip of her wine.

"I will send messengers throughout the Kingdom in the morn to spread the news of the safe delivery of Odin," King Treize announced. "We will also arrange a feast or festival to celebrate."

"As you wish, father," Heero replied. He wasn't all that concerned with the celebrations himself, although he knew it was important to the people and beneficial to the Royal family that the celebrations went ahead. In all honesty, he would much prefer to spend some quiet time with his son and getting to know his new heir.

"I will make the arrangements," the Queen said with a broad smile.

"Thank you, mother."

The family continued to discuss the birth for a little while longer before Heero decided he'd had enough and it was time to retire to his chambers for a belated dinner. Bidding his parents and brother good eve and with Duo just behind him, he left the parlor for his chambers.

# # #

Having finished attending to the princess, Sally left the maid to take Relena through to the bathing chamber and give the princess a soothing, warm bath. Whist the pair were absent, she took the infant through to the sitting room and began her checks and clean up of the new arrival.

Sally looked at the now clean child in her arms. The baby had been washed, checked over from top to toe and was now dressed in a warm smock and wrapped securely in a blanket. "I bet you're hungry," she said softly to the babe. A small whimper was her reply. "Let's go see if your mother has returned and is ready to feed you now." Holding the baby securely, Sally returned to the royal bed chamber.

"How are you feeling now, Your Highness?" Sally asked, entering the bed chamber with the baby in her arms.

"How do you think I'm feeling?" Relena snapped. "I'm sore, tired and I ache all over. In case it missed your attention, I've just gone through a horrible experience."

As Sally's head jerked up she caught the eye of the maid, noting the look of disbelief and shock in Cathy's expression.

"I wouldn't call giving birth a horrible experience," Sally began.

"I would," Relena fired back. "It hurts like hell."

"Most women say it's the most wonderful experience of their life, bringing a completely new being into this world," Cathy said as she tucked the bed clothes around the princess.

"Then they are either lying, have no concept of pain or took something to completely block the pain out," the princess sneered. "I have no intention of ever going through something so horrible and painful ever again."

Both Sally and Cathy thought the last sentence the princess spoke would have to be the best thing they had heard all day – although neither one would admit to it. It was bad enough that little Odin had to put up Relena for a mother; heaven forbid Relena should ever have a second child. Hopefully the new prince would take after his father.

Doing her best to ignore the snide comments, Sally approached the bed with the babe. "Little Odin is hungry," she informed the princess. "He needs to be fed."

"Odin?" Relena questioned.

"The baby, Princess. Prince Heero has named his son, Odin," Sally explained.

"That figures," Relena muttered. "He didn't think to consult me first before naming the child. Odin... What kind of a name is that?" she continued to mutter.

With a long suffering sigh, Sally addressed the princess again. "Regardless of what name the child has, the baby is hungry and needs to be fed."

"Then feed him," Relena replied, leaning back into the pillows and closing her eyes.

"Your Highness," Sally tried again in her 'patient' voice. "The baby requires milk."

"Then ask the cook for some, I'm sure she has an adequate supply in that kitchen."

Seeing the expression on the healer's face, Cathy thought she'd better intervene before the healer burst a blood vessel. "Princess, a baby does not drink milk from a cow at this young age. He requires a certain type of milk, specifically, mother's milk," Cathy said.

Relena narrowed her eyes as she looked from the maid to the healer.

"The child requires the milk from its mother in order to grow up fit and healthy," Sally stated. "Cow's milk, while very good in itself, is not compatible with a baby's digestive system at this early age. It will make him very sick."

Seeing the princess was about to argue the point, Cathy stepped in again with a suggestion. "There are some cases when a mother is unable to feed the child herself and I do know of other royals that for whatever reason are unable to feed, and I think I have the solution to this problem based on what I've seen and heard others do." Cathy paused for a moment and risked a glance at both healer and Princess. She noted the healer appeared to know what she was about to suggest. And despite the scowl on the Princess' face, there was also a look of curiosity, "Some women use what is referred to as a wet nurse."

"Wet nurse?" the princess questioned.

"Yes, Your Highness. A wet nurse is a woman that has had a baby of her own and is producing milk. They can either feed the baby in your stead or provide milk for the child." Cathy didn't go into any further details as she wasn't too sure exactly how things worked in that area.

The healer, it seemed, did. "That is a very good idea, Cathy," Sally said, her mind locked in thought. "If you wish to have another woman provide the milk for the child I'm sure we can arrange that, however, it will take a little while to sort out and in the interim, this baby still needs to be fed." Sally gave the princess a pointed look.

Tossing the information around in her head, Relena sniffed. "Fine. I guess I will have to suffer through the indignity of feeding the child until a substitute can be found." She folded her arms across her chest. "I expect you to find a so called wet nurse as quickly as possible."

"I will do my best, Princess," Sally said through gritted teeth. Little Odin decided at that point that he'd waited long enough for his empty stomach to be filled and let his hunger be known – loudly. Before the princess could change her mind, Sally approached with the child and proceeded to give the princess her first lesson in feeding.

The baby didn't need any coaxing, once he found the nipple he latched on and began to suckle for all he was worth.

"Excellent," Sally softly said as she watched the child filling his belly.

"How long do I have to feed him for?" Relena grumbled from the bed, her face grimacing.

"He will let you know when he's had his fill," Sally stated. "He will need to be fed roughly every three to four candle marks."

Relena looked up sharply. "You had better be joking. I do not intend to have my sleep interrupted by a whining baby."

"Your Highness, a child needs to be fed when it is hungry, whether that be every one, two or even four candle marks. Each child is different."

"Then you had better find someone to feed him very quickly as I refuse to be subjected to this humiliation any longer than is necessary. Besides, it's painful, uncomfortable and makes me feel like a cow."

You got the last part right, Sally thought. "I will start looking for a wet nurse as soon as I've done a final check on you and the baby, Princess," Sally stated.

"Shall I get the crib ready for the child?" Cathy asked.

"Yes, that's a good idea," Sally replied and then continued before the Princess could voice her thoughts. "The child will need to be close to you for now. It will be much easier to hear him when he wakes for a feed," she explained. "I'll have Cathy stay with you to assist."

"Why does he have to stay in here? There's a perfectly good nursery set up for him down the hall. Cathy can take him there to sleep," Relena snapped.

"When he wakes for his next feed you won't hear him if he's down the hall in the nursery," Sally stated through gritted teeth.

"Then Cathy can stay with him. When he wakes she can take care of him and if I have to feed him she can bring him to my bed chamber."

Tired of arguing with the princess and knowing she still had quite a bit to do before she could retire for the evening, Sally gave up. "Fine! Cathy will stay with the child in the nursery and look after him. She will bring him to you when he needs feeding. Now, I need to check you over once more and then I will leave as I have a lot to do." Without giving the princess a chance to answer, Sally moved in to do her final checks.

# # #

"Thank you, Duo," Heero said, sitting forward in his chair to lift the lids off the dishes on the tray. The smells were tantalizing and his stomach growled in anticipation. Helping himself to the various foods on the tray, he quickly filled his plate. Setting it aside, he filled a second plate and handed it to Duo who was kneeling beside his chair.

The pair ate in silence for a while, Heero lost in his thoughts of his new born son, Duo similarly thinking about the new arrival. Once the meal was finished, Heero sat back in his chair and closed his eyes.

"Master?"

The soft call had Heero opening his tired eyes. "Yes, Duo?"

"Do you wish for me to return the dishes to the kitchens and draw you a bath?"

With a sigh, Heero leaned forwards and rested a hand upon his slave's head. "Return the dishes, yes, but on your way back I wish for you to advise the healer that I will have audience with her. I will bathe after that."

"As you wish, master." Duo rose and collected the dishes, stacking them on the tray and departing the chambers to complete his tasks.

#

"The healer is here to speak with you, master," Duo announced upon his return.

Sally swept into the chambers and bowed before her prince. "You sent for me, Sire?"

"Yes. Please, be seated." Heero indicated to a chair opposite his own. "Duo, fetch the healer some refreshment."

"Water will be fine, Duo," the healer said as the slave rose to his feet.

Nodding, Duo fetched the requested water and resumed his place, kneeling beside his master's chair.

"Have you checked the princess and Odin again?" Heero questioned.

"Yes, Sire, I have and I'm happy to say that both are well." Sally sipped at her water, a small frown upon her face.

Noting the frown, Heero raised an eyebrow. "Is there something the matter?" he asked.

Looking up, Sally sighed. "There isn't anything wrong, per say..."

"Healer, what is it you're trying to say? Is there something wrong with my son?" There was a slight touch of anxiety in those last words.

"No, Sire," Sally was quick to reassure. "Your son is perfectly healthy in all manner."

"Then what is it?"

"It's the Princess, Sire. No, there's nothing wrong with her physically," she stated when she saw the prince's features change. "It is clear to me though that the princess doesn't appear to want to have much to do with the child at all." Sally went on to explain as best she could the princess' reaction to the birth, the baby and the feeding of the infant. "I intend to start looking for a wet nurse once I leave you, Sire," Sally concluded.

"Healer, once you have finished audience with me go directly to Captain Chang. Advise him that you have direct authority from me for him to send guards out immediately to speak with the people in the local villages and Capital. Once he has the guards assembled, let them know what it is you seek and tell them that it is of extreme urgency they find someone to fulfill the role. Tell them to bring any volunteers back to the castle where you may select the one you deem most suitable. The woman selected will be paid well for her kindness and expected to reside at the castle until she is no longer needed."

"Thank you, Sire, I will see to it immediately. If the woman selected also has a babe of her own-"

"She will be welcome to bring her own child with her to stay," Heero said, cutting the healer off.

"That would be most acceptable. One other thing before I go to make the arrangements, Sire."

"And that is?" Heero questioned.

"Do you know if the princess has a nanny arranged to take over the care of Odin?"

Heero frowned. "No, I don't think she had found one yet."

"We will need to find someone to look after the child. The wet nurse cannot be expected to look after the babe too, especially if she has her own child with her," Sally pointed out. "I do know that Cathy is happy to look after the child until you can find a suitable nanny, but she's also looking after the princess which doesn't leave her a lot of time for Odin as well."

"You do have a point. Yes, Duo?" Heero looked to his slave who had tugged gently at his master's breeches to get his attention.

Listening to the conversation, Duo couldn't understand the princess at all. The baby was adorable and to have its own mother despising it so just didn't sit well with Duo. He tugged at his master's pants. "Master, do you think I may be permitted to help look after the child?"

Both the healer and the prince looked stunned at Duo's request.

"Duo, I know you mean well and I'm touched that you would want to help out, but a baby requires a lot of attention," Sally said gently.

"Master, permission to speak freely?"

"Granted," Heero replied, still trying to grasp the thought that Duo wanted to help with the child.

"I know a baby requires a lot more attention and looking after, but I have had some experience with babies and young children. One of my earlier masters had a young family and at that point I was a house slave. The mistress had me help with the children every day, so I do have an idea of what is required." Duo lowered his head after his little speech, a blush on his cheeks and hoping his master wouldn't punish him if he'd spoken too strongly or out of place.

Sally looked to the prince who gave a shrug, a small smile on his face. "If Duo wishes to help Cathy with the care of Odin until I can appoint a suitable Nanny, then I am happy for him to do so. I'm sure that Cathy will show him exactly what needs to be done for the child," Heero said. He turned to Duo. "I still expect you to attend to me and my needs though."

"Of course, master. Thank you." The smile that lit up the young slave's face was positively radiant.

"If that is all, Sire, I will return to my chambers and begin the search for a wet nurse. I will also speak with Cathy in regards to Duo's assistance with the child and work something out that will suit everyone." Sally stood and bowed.

"Thank you, healer. Keep me informed," Heero replied with a nod.

Duo scampered to his feet and went to open the door for the healer to depart. Once she'd gone he returned to his master's side.

"I think I will take that bath now, Duo. Please prepare the bathing chamber, I will be along shortly."

"As you wish, master." Duo rose and headed off to do as his master bid.

Relaxing in his chair for a moment longer, Heero couldn't help but feel warmed that his slave wished to assist in the care of his new born son. And that brought the thoughts of Relena back to his mind. A scowl crossed his features with that thought. He hoped that Sally could find a wet nurse quickly. The sooner they had someone to provide the milk the baby needed to survive, the sooner he could have his marriage annulled and the princess sent back to Sanq.

The thought of the princess leaving the castle and kingdom for good, cheered him up a bit and he stood and stretched. Feeling tired but a little more settled in his own mind, Heero headed for the bathing chamber.

#

Hearing his master's footsteps approaching, Duo turned the water off and dropped to his knees just as the prince entered. "Your bath is ready, master."

"Thank you, Duo." Heero stopped by the edge of the tub, Duo rising to divest him of his clothes. Stepping into the warm water moments later, Heero could feel the tension seeping away with the warmth of the water. "Join me," he ordered.

Quick to comply, Duo stripped himself of his clothes and stepped into the tub. Immediately his master's arms reached for him and drew him close.

"Let me see your back," Heero ordered. Duo turned around and presented his back to his master. Gently Heero ran his fingertips over the skin, the healing wounds from the slave's flogging looking a lot better than they had. There would be scarring, but not as bad as it could have been thanks to the executioner's reluctance to use the full force of the whip and Sally's careful tending to the wounds. The sight also strengthened his resolve to deal with Relena's banishment as quickly as possible.

"I will speak with the priests tomorrow and have my marriage annulled," he said softly, placing a gentle kiss to a couple of the wounds. "Once that is done and a wet nurse in residence, I will send that cruel wife of mine and her evil witch of a slave back to Sanq."

Duo remained silent. It wasn't his place to say anything, but he couldn't help the feeling of joy at those words. A hand slipped down to his groin and he gasped.

"I have need of your body," Heero said in a husky tone.

"I am yours to do with as you wish, master," Duo whispered out, his body flooding with pleasure as his master's hand gripped his rapidly swelling erection.

Heero's hand moved from his slave's groin to reach behind and stroke along that sweet cleft. He teased and tormented with his fingers until Duo was writhing in his lap. Using the soap he managed to prepare his slave with as little discomfort as possible.

"Please, master," Duo all but sobbed, his body on overload. Since his flogging his master had been reluctant to take him or engage much in the sexual pleasures side of things and consequently Duo was overly sensitive and more than eager for his master's touch.

Releasing his slave's cock and pulling his fingers from within the warm channel, Heero grasped Duo's hips and raised him slightly, positioning him over his more than ready arousal. Carefully he lowered his slave down, gently impaling him on his thick shaft until he was buried to the hilt. Giving Duo time to adjust, Heero again began to kiss the healing wounds, thumbs rubbing circles over Duo's hip bones.

The sensations were driving Duo to almost madness and he began to squirm in an effort to get his master to move.

"Are you ready for me, my sweet Duo?" Heero whispered across that creamy, scarred back.

"More than ready, master," Duo growled and to prove his point he clenched his anal muscles.

It was Heero's turn to gasp. Gripping his slave's hips, Heero began to retreat, raising Duo at the same time only to push his hips back up a moment later and pull Duo down to him.

"Ah, yes, master!" Duo cried out, eyes squeezed shut. He began to raise and lower himself, setting a steady pace and enjoying the feeling of his master buried deep inside.

Both master and slave knew it couldn't last long, both had been deprived for too long and within a few more strokes, Heero was beginning to feel the familiar burn deep in his belly. He reached for Duo's cock and began to stroke. "Come for me, Duo," he ordered.

Not one to disobey an order, Duo's body managed to raise and lower itself twice more before the passion became too much. The fire in his belly broke forth, his release shooting from his cock into the water and sending tingles through his body from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. A guttural moan tore from his throat and he collapsed, sated onto his master's lap, chest heaving as he drew in shaky breaths.

Heero continued to thrust as he watched his beautiful slave in the throes of his orgasm. Once Duo had settled, he released his slave's cock, grabbed those hips once more and began to thrust in earnest. A few more strokes and his own orgasm began to tear through him. He bit down on Duo's shoulder, hips tensing, body rigid as his seed left him. "Mine!" he growled as he rode the pleasure to its fullest.

"Yours, master, always yours," Duo whispered in reply.

tbc...