ATG fic: You are nothing without me (3/7)
Author notes: Special thanks for my sweetest beta Myr
Chapter 3
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It happened very fast. One minute I was in the royal bed spreading my legs for my king, and the next I was dying in the wild river.
For all these years, it never occurred to me that the one person, who bore those unnatural blue eyes not possible to belong to a soldier, as they were too beautiful, saved my life. With his looks, he should have ended up as a whore or eunuch rather than fighting battles, waving his sword like a mad man.
Imagine how perfect his sun baked, shiny skin and figure would have stayed had he not been marked by violent encounters during war.
For hours, I could teach him lessons in how to reach the highest please, so he didn't waste his time running the empire or fighting battles in order to hold his position next to his lover. With his looks, and my pleasure techniques, there was no way he would lose his place in Alexander's bed as of now.
But he, the gorgeous blue eyed, was stupid enough not to realise that pleasuring is the only way to rule the king's heart. The blue-eyed general was blind in believing that their former friendship along with his hard work would secure his position. He even thought that a pleasure slave was not good enough to replace him. Stupid, arrogant man, he didn't know how we, the pleasure slaves, were trained. Our survival was not how to hold our head high but how to dug our head in the man's thigh and stay there as long as it took.
Fools, and you most of all were one of those fools, Blue-eyed general, the foolish man who believed in my innocent puppy acts. You believed that I loved and was devoted to your lover just as you was.
Stupid, foolish Macedonian, we, the pleasure slaves, did not know your world of pure love or loyalty. We only knew the rules of survival and deception. Only the smart one lives, not the stupid love theory of you and your Macedonian king. A king who was nothing but an arrogant brat who believed in power. He craved for it and I knew that. I knew how to control him by giving him all the power he needed when we were in bed. He was in full control of every action, and I 'surrendered' to him.
How masterly I pretended to sweat and reach orgasmic bliss by him, while I was imagining another man penetrating me. How I lured him to think that I was a small delicate puppy who needed his protection? Was I not the smartest person, knowing how to steal all of your King's attention and made your bed cold and feeling lonely?
Some of those fools knew my corrupted heart and wanted to kill me. They must be succeeding if you, the blue eyed general, was not stupid enough to risk your precious life to save me. They caught me and threw me into this wild river. The water was too strong for my thin hand to paddle. The next thing I knew, I was on the edge of drowning before your strong arms caught my powerless body and told me to fight. You told me to swim and help you and myself to reach the shore. You pushed me and struggled to keep me alive.
At the end, you did it. You helped me to hold on to the big branch and encouraged me to keep on holding for a rescue team. Who was going to help me, my naïve blue eyed general? Who want to rescue the eunuch with a sorceress tongue as me? I, who poisoned Darius' ears for Bessoss's jewellery? I, who destroyed your love by initiating a royal gossip of how you enjoyed seeking the pleasures of a eunuch rather than bedding your king. Your king was so blind with jealousy and predictable enough to believe everything I told him about his beloved. He didn't even pay attention to the unlikely facts that all the eunuchs I claimed you enjoyed in my stories were fat, old and ugly; that even a beggar did not want to have a piece of those perverted old asses.
Why? My blue-eyed general, why did you have to help saving my pathetic life that did nothing good to you or anyone else? Why did you have to risk your own life for me? Why did you tell me to keep on living for your king but you yourself had given up. And why did you ask of me to take good care of your precious king and make him happy after what he did to you? I knew you, my blue-eyed general. I knew that you had given up because life would be pointless without Alexander's love. Your life had already ended when your lover abandoned you, and you chose to end it by saving me for your precious lover.
I remembered the first time I saw you as you entered in the harem. The bluest bright eyes with the most beautiful face I had ever seen in all my life. The glimpse of your beauty was arousing even the old useless eunuch. They challenged me to bed you and to lure you into pleasuring them in an exchange of my power. They wanted to taste a piece of you but they all knew that with their ugly looks and stupid brains, they could not come up with a plan as I can. I almost won that bet if only that fool Eumunes had not disrupted my plan with his shameless mouth. Now, what would happen to me? Those unholy old eunuchs was going to mow at me for my failure.
I hated you General Hephaistion. How am I going to survive bedding your lover if he is the reason who takes away the only man I desire? What am I to do without you, my blue-eyed general? What was the benefit of all this, if I could not taste you and your precious body as I wished for all those years and night while I was bedding him? I hate you, I hate you, I hate you. How can you leave me, General Hephaistion Amytors?
TBC