A/N: Surprise ~

Mathias was still downstairs talking a bit with Arthur, the two of them had been getting along pretty good lately. If all I would have thought that Arthur and I would bond over how hard it was to look after our respective others sometimes. But since Mathias had helped Arthur a few times in the stable with the horses they had discovered a few similarities, aside from their love for beer. Instead I had improved my relationship with Francis, we had to rely on each other to escape from the city of course and on that base our friendship had grown.

It had been Francis who proposed to me the idea I was currently preparing. After a bit of talking, our topic had shifted to what was going on in the bedroom and since Francis had been pretty open about his sex life I had eventually opened up too. It was not that I was frustrated or anything, no I had gotten more than enough attention from Mathias. But I wanted to give something in return; so far Mathias had rejected my efforts every time though.

Because of this Francis had suggested that I took matters in my own hands and so on the evening on the fifth day after David left, the ninth day after our arrival, I had left early and went to our bedroom while the others were still sitting around our usually table, enjoying a mug of ale and a nice conversation. Emil had retired too, after he had gone with Peter to read him a bedtime story. The latter claimed that he didn't need one but when Emil asked his eyes shone brightly, even as he acted indifferent. Berwald and Tino were still up but as Berwald still was easily exhaustible they would probably go to bed soon, which only left Francis Arthur and Mathias.

Francis had promised me to pry Arthur from Mathias after a certain time so that he would follow me upstairs. Until then I had time to prepare my surprise.

I quickly got to work as soon as I entered our bedroom. Aside from proposing the whole idea to begin with Francis had also given me some advice about what would work best and so I didn't feel as clueless and on the spot. Oh who am I kidding, I felt completely on the spot and exposed too for that matter. But what did I expect?

One should think I was used to it after working in a brothel, but there I had never been required to do this to seduce a customer, even though it probably would have helped with my income. And I certainly didn't want to think about what James' wife, whose name which I should mention for good measurement was Hannah by the way, would say if she knew what the pair of stockings she lent to Francis would be used for.

How that man could muster the audacity to ask a woman for a piece of her underwear was beyond me. But maybe it was better if I never asked what he did to get the stockings. In the end he just stole it. I really shouldn't think like that, Francis was a good guy he would never steal underwear.

Whatever.

I had closed the curtains, it was dark outside anyway but I felt more comfortable with all possible viewports closed. I didn't want to be seen like this by anyone besides Mathias. And even about that I was still skeptical. A bottle of lube stood ready on the nightstand and I had even laid out a shawl, again courtesy from Francis, not that I really wanted to tie Mathias up but like Francis said, it couldn't hurt.

I had set up a few candles, not too much, I didn't want to burn down the house after all and they were giving off sooty smoke. I didn't want to suffocate from too much effort. The light from the candles was bright enough to get around without stumbling over things but still dim enough for me to feel comfortable in my lacking dressing state. Well as comfortable as I could ever feel looking like this. I started to doubt the efficiency of my ploy; oh I was sure it would get Mathias on, but I wasn't sure if that was worth all the effort. This got more embarrassing by the minute and Mathias was not even here!

The only thing that was missing was a bit of music, like those days when one of the girls in the brothel played an instrument or was singing, but I could do neither of those, besides it would have been a bit weird if the center piece of the arrangement stood on the sides playing the violin or something. And Mathias would probably abuse the violin bow, knowing him I wouldn't put it past him. Not to mention that I didn't earn a freaking violin!

I was growing a bit restless then, strutting around in such a ridiculous outfit was hilarious enough but with no one there to see or comment I felt like I was getting off on myself.

How did Francis talk me into this again?

I wondered if I should just lounge on the bed that, I should mention, was meticulously prepared, the blanket was draped to function as a backrest and the pillows were piled at the head of the bed. Francis even got one of the maids to change the sheets to red ones, all to set the right mood. And I had to say it looked marvelous, the candlelight flickering over the glinting red satin and I couldn't deny that it would go well with the black stockings.

But seriously, where the hell did they get satin from?

I even had removed my cross pin to let my hair fall freely in my face, I knew that Mathias quite liked that look. Sadly Francis couldn't get his hands on any panties and so I had to wear the stockings without a matching garment. I couldn't decide if that made things better or worse. Maybe better. Probably worse. Wait, why did I think that was regrettable?

Whatever.

I finally decided on lying on the bed and played around a while until I found a position that was not too awkward. Okay I admit it, there was no pose that was not awkward aside from maybe hiding under the sheets. Which actually sounded like a pretty good idea…

In that moment the door flew open and with a startled indignant yelp I almost fell from the bed as I tried to strike up the pose I previously had decided on, but with half my body on its way to sneak under the covers that was destined to fail. Fortunately, oh no wait unfortunately it was Francis who came rushed in, waving something suspiciously lacy in his hands and getting a full nice view of what was supposed to be never again seen by another man than Mathias.

Stupid karma, only because Arthur insisted on dangling his dick in my face a few days ago.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Francis, unfazed by the sight or my outburst slammed the door shut behind him and pulled me up from my half lying, half sitting position on the bed. "Quick, put that on."With that he waved the piece made of black lace and frills into my face and I realized with horror that it was indeed a pair of panties, one that was made of alarmingly little fabric.

"Where did you even get that? And where is Mathias?" In my panic I didn't even think about declining and just shoved that damn thing on. On that note it should be said that it is pretty hard to stuff a man's junk into underwear that is meant for woman without anything slipping out and hanging down like an apple on a tree, ready to be plucked. Francis staring intently at my crotch didn't help at all.

Please someone; remind me to never do something like that again.

"Don't worry, Mathias is still downstairs but he will come up in about twenty seconds so I should be going now." Francis retreated back to the door with one last checking look at my outfit. "Oh and about those panties, I had them all along." Francis opened the door and stepped outside but stuck his head in again to finish his sentence. "I just needed a reason to see you before your big show." He winked at me, his eyes flicking to my crotch again before he chirped: "You look sexy my dear Lukas."

Maybe I should over think that friendship.

I didn't have time to react much because I could hear footsteps coming up the stairs and with not much time left to prepare, I quickly shut the door and threw myself on the bed, checking one last time that everything was on its place. The only thing that was missing was Mathias, but the slowly opening door was remedying that rather effectively.

Unlike Francis Mathias opened the door carefully, giving me enough time to prepare myself. I laid on my side, legs spread apart a bit and propped up on my elbow. I tried to look as seductive as possible but with my heart still beating a bit fast from the previous interaction with Francis and the overall ridiculousness of the situation that was not exactly easy.

But all my efforts were rewarded the moment Mathias' eyes fell on me. Time stood still for a moment as he scanned me and every detail of the room around me. I could see the light of the candles reflecting in his eyes and cast a soft glow on his skin and for once Mathias' face was not pulled into a grin but into an expression of pure awe.

Mathias pushed the door shut behind him and stepped over to the bed, his eyes glued on me as he reached out his hand to comb it through my hair. "Lukas… you look amazing." His voice was breathless and suddenly all the doubts I had had about this idea evaporated under Mathias heated gaze.

I smiled up to him and leaned back a bit to display my half naked body. My upper half was bare, and the pale skin stood in stark contrast to the black lacy garment that hugged my waist and the black stockings that reached up to my thighs. I couldn't remember wearing anything sillier than this but at the same time I probably never wore something more arousing. Not even the blue sailor suit could match up to this, at least not if the look on Mathias' face was anything to go by.

Mathias licked his lips and I could see that his restraint was waning but this was exactly the effect I had wanted to achieve so I was more than pleased. I grabbed Mathias' hand and pulled him on the bed with me, pushing him down on the red satin and straddling his waist. Judging by the way he was looking at me it wouldn't take long until he would bend me over and fuck me but before it came that I had something else in mind I wanted to do.

I made quick work of Mathias clothes, they only would be in the way with what I had planned and Mathias, falsely thinking that I wanted to start at once helped me. But as soon as he was naked I pressed him down again, taking the shawl from the nightstand and ghosting it over his skin. "Lukas…" Mathias whispered with a husky note to his voice and I quickly silenced him with a kiss. As much as I loved it when Mathias just roughly took me, this was supposed to be about him and I wanted to show him that I loved him no less than he loved me. And maybe I just wanted to tease him a tiny little bit.

I took his hands and guided them up to the headboard where I tied him with the shawl. I was careful not to interrupt the blood circulation but tied it still tight enough so that he wouldn't be able to escape. Mathias watched me with a smirk as I tied him up. "I didn't know you were so kinky. I should have bought you a whole wardrobe full of woman's underwear." He teased, letting his eyes trail once again over the obvious bulge in my far too small panties. I sat back up and looked at him with an eyebrow raised in amusement. "I didn't know you like to be tied up like that, I should have given you a dog's collar and parade you around like the horny beast you are." I lightly smacked Mathias' penis that was already pretty hard.

Mathias gasped at the rough treatment but I didn't fail to notice that Mathias' member grew even harder. I smiled at that and flicked a finger against the now rock hard erection. "You like it rough, huh?" Mathias grinned and lifted his unbound leg to trail his feet over my thigh, or rather over the soft fabric of the stockings that covered my thigh. "How about you untie me and I show you just how rough I like it. I will fuck you in those clothes until you scream."

It was getting visibly harder for Mathias to stay still, he longed to touch me and the rubbing of his feet against my thigh grew more and more frantic. To be honest though my own need was growing too and I was craving the feeling of Mathias' cock in my ass. The panties were rubbing against my erection and the sight of Mathias helpless underneath me was just too much. But at least I could do something against it.

I pushed Mathias legs down and took the bottle with lube from the nightstand; it was time for the show. Mathias watched me with hungry eyes as I poured some of the clear fluid on my fingers, he would have to be patient for bit longer though. This was just the beginning.

I started slowly, spreading the lube around my entrance after I had pushed down the panties but kept the stockings on, eyeing Mathias' reaction as he realized that I was about to pleasure myself. In front of him. And he couldn't touch me. The sight was priceless, a mixture of want, lust and the desperate need to thrust his dick into me but with the realization that I wouldn't allow that, yet.

I had never done that before but I had felt Mathias doing it often enough to know where I had to press. When the lube was spread to my satisfaction I carefully pushed a finger in. It felt weird at first, the lube couldn't quite mask the somewhat rough surface of my inner walls but the more I moved the easier the intrusion became and I began to enjoy myself. Using my other hand I rubbed my nipples, causing them to harden and I bit my lip as the feeling of pleasure intensified.

I added a second finger and started to angle for my sweet spot. Mathias breath became ragged as he watched me arch my back and moan when I found it. I thrust in a few more times before I added the last finger, I was panting hard by then and my vision was a bit hazy. Mathias bucked up his hips to gain some friction and I gasped as his erection brushed against mine.

"Lukas…" Mathias moaned and writhed under me, desperate for more than just the sight of me. I leaned over to kiss him and Mathias bit my lip harshly, trying to force me to comply with his wishes. "You want this?" I asked and turned around so that he had a full view on my ass while I was continuing with preparing myself, letting out moans every now and then when I had brushed against that special spot again. "Yes, I want you Lukas; please let me fuck you…" How could I deny this when Mathias even begged for me?

I pulled out my fingers and turned around until I straddled Mathias again. I was not yet ready to release him from his shackles but I could give him something else. I poured a bit of lube on my fingers and spread it on Mathias cock that was eagerly twitching under my touch. Mathias was moaning and started to buck his hips again, his hair was a sweaty mess and his eyes were glassed over. But the best was yet to come.

Once both my ass and his cock where thoroughly prepared I shifted down until the head of Mathias' erection pressed against my entrance. Mathias eyes widened but I didn't give him time to react before I slid down on him. I almost screamed myself at the feeling of being stretched and then filled out completely and being in control through it all.

I started to move as soon as I had adjusted, I rose until only the head was in to slide down again, making both myself and Mathias moan out our pleasure shamelessly. I never thought it could be so amazing to be the one in charge, Mathias was helpless, I was the one who decided the pace and the various expressions of pleasure and bliss on Mathias' face were all caused by me.

It was brilliant.

Since Mathias' hands were still bound he couldn't take care of my erection but the feeling of slamming down on Mathias again and again, faster and harder every time was enough to bring me close, the rush of power that came with it added the rest. I came first, my vision exploding with white and barely withholding a scream that would have woken the rest of the house. Mathias was arching his back up, straining against his bonds as I clamped down on him and I felt his hot essence fill my insides as he came with a moan that sounded more like a grunt.

I had made a mess on Mathias' stomach but I was still too far absorbed in the blissful orgasm I just had to care about that. Mathias lied back down again, eyes closed and panting and after a while when I had calmed down enough I leaned forward to undo his bonds.

Mathias had his hands on me immediately, pulling me close into a bone crushing embrace, rolling over to bury me under his body and covering my face with kisses. "Lukas you are so amazing, that was the best sex ever and you look so damn sexy. I love you." I caught Mathias mouth in a long and deep kiss, something I had neglected during my little show and ran a hand through his messy hair. I didn't mind its sweaty state; the sticky mess on Mathias' stomach had spread to me after his cuddle attack so a bath or at least a rough cleaning was in order anyway. And it wouldn't be long until Mathias' essence was leaking out of me, I'd rather have some water in range then.

"I love you too; now get off of me before we stick together."

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