A/N: I want to use this opportunity to once again thank all my reviewers and followers and fans and just each and evry one of you who reads this story. You keep me going through the phases where I really struggle with writing and can't seem to come up with a decent idea. I love all of you, you awsome people out there!

I didn't know how he did it, but in the end Mathias had managed to coax me into the sailor suit. Maybe it was the fact that the prospect of being mercilessly pounded into the mattress actually held some attraction for me. Or maybe it was the way Mathias had breathed into me neck while he ordered me with that husky voice of his 'to get my sexy ass in that suit'.

Either way, I was lying now on the bed, hands tied to the headboard above my head, legs forced in apart by Mathias knees and my body subjected to his every whim. He went slowly at first, touching me through the soft fabric of my clothes, just barely missing the spots where he knew I would long him to touch me. His hands were soft and gentle at one moment, and the next they would be rough and demanding, bruising my skin in the process.

It was sweet torture, I craved his touch, I wanted to feel him skin on skin, I wanted him to close his fingers around my half-erect member that was pushing against its clothed confinements, and rub it until it was hard. I wanted him to rip the sailor suit from my body and tear into me with his swollen cock and ravage me, until I could no longer take it.

I never knew I could be this lewd.

Mathias slipped a hand through the buttoned up front of my shirt, his finger trailing over my chest, drawing circles around my nipples, circles that grew smaller and smaller until he finally reached the center and brushed over the small bud that bloomed into erection. I bit my lip to hold back the moan that threatened to escape at the light touch. But he was merciless.

His other hand opened the buttons, careful not to rip them of, while he continued to caress my chest with gentle strokes, interlaced with an occasional painful pinch. He opened the shirt and laid bare my chest, rising and falling with my steadily increasing breathing, his finger leading traces of goose bumps along my skin.

I never imagined that a simple touch could be so cruel and fulfilling at the same time.

"Mathias…" I moaned, but his hands were unrelenting, refusing to acknowledge the growing need in my pants. He leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on my lips, lightly prodding his tongue against my lips until I let him enter, only to bite down harshly the moment I gave in.

"Tell me." He whispered, planting a trail of kisses and bites from my mouth to my ear. "Tell me what you want." He nipped at my earlobe, tracing the helix with his tongue and grazing his teeth over the skin. "I want… ngh… you inside of… ahh… me. Just take me…"

I never thought that one day I would beg for someone to just slam into me until I could no longer take it.

I could feel the smirk forming on Mathias' lips. "Are you sure?" He asked and I shivered at the low and seductive tone of his voice. His hands were still on my chest, but one was gradually sneaking down, touching ever so slightly and setting my nerves on fire. I could just nod, and without warning he suddenly gripped my erection through the fabric of my pants and gave it a tight squeeze. I let out a sharp gasp and tried to arch my back as much as possible with my arms tied down.

Mathias kissed his way down my cheek, along my neck over my chest, while he was simultaneously undoing my pants and his. I moaned in helpless pleasure as he kissed the tip of my finally freed member, sliding his tongue through the sensitive slit, while his hand once gain trapped the shaft in a tight grip.

"This is going to hurt." He whispered, his breath tingling the heat of my twitching erection. I could see him preparing himself, rubbing his own member into hardness until is stood as proud as a soldier, ready for action. "Mathias," I pleaded, my voice was thick with lust and need, "I need you, just fuck me." Mathias grip tightened the slightest bit as he heard the dirty language I used, and I could feel the excitement rippling through him, causing his member to grow even harder.

Mathias lips curled up into a grin and as he leaned once again over me to bring his mouth close to my ear. "And just where exactly do you want me to fuck you?" A hot wave of pleasure mingled with shame washed through me, the vulgarity of what I had said and of what he was demanding only heightened my arousal. And I very well knew what he wanted to hear. "I want you to stuff my asshole with your thick cock until it is in up to the hilt and then I want you to fuck me senseless."

II could hear Mathias breath hitch and then he was pushing me down with his weight, his lips pressed on mine, swallowing every sound that dared to escape as he forcefully pulled down my pants and lifting my hips just enough to allow him easier access, before he shoved his erection into me, friction only eased by a little saliva he had applied beforehand. I cried out in pain, but the sound was swallowed by Mathias whose lips still covered mine.

It hurt as if I was split apart, but unlike all those times before when clients would thrust into me without a care for my comfort, this time I felt also pleasure. Mathias had taken good aim before he entered me and hit right on my sweet spot, so as the pain of being ripped open faded it was replaced by pleasure that cursed through me like a violent storm. The pain was still there but it didn't matter because the heat that was building in my lower abdomen burned every feeling of discomfort away. Mathias didn't give me time to adjust much; he instantly pulled out again only to slam back in, again nailing my sweet spot dead on.

My breath was coming erratic now and I pushed my hips forward in an attempt to meet Mathias thrusts with my body, to increase the impact on that special spot inside of me. The motion caused the bonds on my wrists to cut into the skin, but I didn't care, I just wanted to feel Mathias as deep as possible.

Mathias lifted my legs up to achieve even deeper penetration, and I screamed in pleasure, my vision blurring from the overwhelming sensation. Mathias was panting above me, the pleasure visible on his sweat soaked face as he pounded mercilessly into me.

One of Mathias' hands was still gripping my member, squeezing it in the rhythm of his thrusts and I could feel the edge nearing, it wouldn't be long now. Another forceful thrust and a blanket of white was pulled over my eyes. One hand dug into my legs, the other hand tightened around my member, delaying my climax for the second it took him to release my shaft again, only to be splattered in the white liquid that spurted out.

I clenched around Mathias, his moans filled the air as he came inside of me, quenching the burn of my torn inner walls with his essence.

I had never felt so good and so completely and utter spent at the same time. My lower back would certainly hurt for the next few days, my arms and shoulders ached from the forced position, my lip was bleeding from Mathias' earlier bite and my wrists were almost chafed raw from the bindings. Yet I felt oddly comfortable lying there with Mathias resting his head on my belly and his now limp member still inside of me.

I would have never thought that I actually could like rough sex. But then again, at first I hadn't believed at all that I could ever fall in love with Mathias.

Mathias undid the knots that tied me to the headboard, and I went to rub the raw spots, but Mathias took my hands in his own ad placed light kisses on the tender skin, almost as if he wanted to apologize. "Thanks babe." He whispered against my wrists, causing me to smile. "Well you can thank me by taking me to the bathroom and cleaning me up and bringing me something to eat afterwards." I said, removing my hand from his grasp to run it through his messy hair. "I won't be able to walk after all." My words made Mathias grin and he jumped out of the bed, throwing himself into pose and saluting while still carrying that big happy grin of his.

"At once your majesty! Your humble servant is at your… err… service?" He furrowed his brows in thought, as he pondered just how a real servant would phrase that. "I knew I should have paid attention to our servants." He mumbled only to shrug. I had to stifle laughter by then, he just looked too ridiculous standing there all saluting while stark naked.

When he grew aware of my amusement he put on as much dignity he could muster and said with a snobby tone: "It is not well suited for a fine young gentleman as you are, to laugh at the expense at your servants, it speaks of ill taste." He even wrinkled his nose in mock distaste. I had given up on stifling my laughter by then; instead I was holding my belly and shook with barely contained mirth.

I missed the look of wonder on Mathias face, as he dropped his act and sat beside me on the bed. "This is the first time I have seen you laughing like this." Finally I was able to calm down, my sides hurt from the excess laughter but I felt good to be able to laugh like that after all I had been through. Mathias cupped my face in his hands and stared at me, observing my features very intently. "You should laugh more often it suits you." His face and voice were all serious and I started to feel unrest, so I decided to change the atmosphere back to one of a lighter tone.

"I thought I was a fine gentleman?" I asked with light mock in my voice, "Does exuberant exhibition of jollity suit a fine juvenile gentleman like me?" I raised an eyebrow to enhance whatever point I just made. Mathias just snorted and buried his face in a pillow, but I could still hear him laughing. "I didn't know you knew such words." He managed to say after his amusement died down enough to talk again. I just shrugged; I didn't want to tell him that I picked most of that up during my time in the brothel; some of the clients were really snobbish and would talk like that the whole time. I didn't understand what they were saying most of the time.

"Okay then, it's time for a bath." Mathias decided and lifted me up into his arms. I would never grow tired of this, the feeling of being held securely in Mathias' strong arms, hearing his heartbeat against his chest and just knowing that he would never drop me, it just felt too nice.

After Mathias had bathed and dressed me, with of course plenty of touching and kissing, he carried me back into our room, placing me on the bed and plopping the pillows and cushions up so that I could lean comfortably into them. Mathias of course was still naked. But he put on some clothes in order to get us some food.

We ate in our room and talked about what we would do once we reached the capital. Mathias excitedly told me about all the places he would be showing me, about the luxurious mansion his father owned on the palace hill, about the many different temples in the temple district, worshipping every possible god and deity out there, about the yearly tournament that would be held on winter solstice to celebrate turning of the sun. It was still time until then and Mathias was eager to take me to the tournament, he even thought about participating and writing in my favor. But for that we would have to make it to the capital first.

The next day we ate our breakfast all in Berwalds and Tinos room, the latter was awake again and his condition was far better than the day before. He sat upright in his bed and even ate by himself. It felt really good to see him like this, and not have to worry if he would ever recover. And especially Berwald seemed relieved, he casted every now and then looks at his lover and I could see just the tiniest hint of a smile.

I still felt sore from yesterday's activities but thanks to Mathias' care I could walk again, albeit only slow and with a slight limp, and of course sitting was a tad discomforting but luckily Tino had invited me to sit on his bed with him, and the plushy covers eased my pain. But I had the slightest suspicion that he knew what Mathias and I had done yesterday, because he winked at me while asking me to sit with him.

After breakfast Berwald and Mathias left to find us an escort to travel to the capital. They would go to the merchant's quarters first, trying to secure us a place in an armed caravan, but if that failed they would try the military quarters asking if any troop movement was scheduled to the capital. And if both failed there were always mercenaries who could be bought. But according to Berwald those were often untrustworthy and so we would only do that as our last resort. Besides even though it appeared differently, our fortunes were in fact not unlimited, especially after ur expensive entrance into the city, and mercenaries could be quite expensive.

Emil had left for his room; nose dug into the new book he had bought himself yesterday, a book on how to learn to read. He had asked Berwald on how every letter was pronounced and memorized as much, now he tried to decipher the words that the letters formed. I could only compliment him on his efforts. Maybe I would try and learn to read too, once we reached the capital, and writing too.

"So, how is it with Mathias?" Tino asked, smiling at me brightly. He was still pale and his cheek bones stuck a little out from the lack of food intake during the last few days, but his eyes only carried the slightest hint of fever and he had shown a healthy appetite earlier. He contributed his rather quick and miraculously healing process to 'Berwalds invigorating qualities', whatever that meant.

I shrugged, "nice I guess." But he wouldn't have that. "Oh come on, I heard you yesterday, that sounded far better than just nice." I couldn't help but blush at his words, I knew we had been loud, but I had hoped that the walls would be thick enough to swallow it up. "Don't worry, Berwald and I do that all the time, so I certainly won't judge." Did I really want to know about that?

He leaned closer, toning his voice down to a whisper, although no one was here who could have heard us. "How big is he?" I decided at this point to no longer bother with blushing, there was nothing to be ashamed of, and besides I had worked in a brothel, and there I had heard far worse. And maybe I could use that as my advantage against Tino's obvious habit to stick his nose into business that was not his. "That depends." I said, and leaning down while putting on the nonchalant grin I had seen some of the girls wear so many times while talking to overly prying customers. If someone wanted to know more than was necessary just give him more than he ever wanted to hear. Sadly though, I never managed to learn that trick during the time I had needed it, but at least I had seen it often enough to pull it off now.

"On what?" Tino asked, head tilted to the side and thinking about the meaning of what I had just said. I knew I had him. "You see, I could say big, of course, which he definitely is, but size is always question of the point of view. If for example all I would have known until I met Mathias had been a cock of the size of a baby carrot, then I would of course think that he is big, no matter how small he truly were. On the other hand, if I would have known only dicks the size of my arm, then he would most likely seem small no matter how big his actual girth. So to translate his size into a universal understandable concept I could just say it like this: Is he big enough to make me scream? Yes. Is he big enough to threaten anyone's self esteem? Most likely. Is he big enough to rip me open at not to careful handling? Oh definitely yes, as apparent of my screams you heard yesterday. So I hope that answers your question, regarding Mathias' size." I wondered just how I was able to keep my face the same color through my entire monologue.

Tino just stared at me, his brows creased as if he was not sure if I was messing with him. But then his lips pulled into a smile and soon he was giggling like a child. "Oh Lukas, that was brilliant." He slapped a hand on my back and grinned at me some more. "You should do that more often, I'm sure that would shock even Berwald." I returned the smile and decided that I didn't mind Tino prying, after all we were friends.

"So, what's Berwalds like?"

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