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Rather Have The Servant Boy (BlueAmbient&LoverBoy)

Garrett can feel Julien's sudden erection against his thigh, and can't help but to grin. The red flush on the smaller man's face brings a deep chuckle. He blows gently on Julien's face, as though to jokingly cool him down. "Such a pretty red you've turned, Julien." Garrett watches his eyes a moment longer, then makes his move.

With Julien's lips parted, there's no barrier to stop Garrett's tongue from slipping into his mouth. Garrett kisses Julien deeply, sliding tongue against tongue, tasting him. His right hand moves from the back of Julian's neck up into his hair. His left hand pulls the fabric of Julien's tunic, untucking it from his pants, so his hand can slip beneath to feel the skin of his back. Garrett shifts his weight, moving his right foot between Julien's, so his thigh presses firmly against the man's groin.
 
Julien was petrified by the whole situation. It wasn't what was happening, he has already been in situations like this. It was about who it was happening. It was not some perverted fantasy of some noble that owned him this time around, ans this was Definitely unusual to him. But moreover, it was the fact that he was enjoying the whole situation, as his body revealed.

Julien didn't try to oppose the man, instead abandoning himself to his avances. His tongue began mimicking the soldier's one in order to keep the pace.
Julien's groin kept growing in size once against Garrett's thigh.
The youngee hands decided to move across the other's body, feeling fhe soldiers shape through his tunic.
The shorter actually raised himself on his tiptoes in order to be able to whisper something he considered to be very important in Garrett's ear.

"I.... I've missed you too, you know?"
 
Julien tastes sweet to Garrett, and he could kiss the boy forever. But of course, they both need to breathe. So when Julien pulls away from the kiss to whisper in Garrett's ear, the warrior sucks in a deep breath of Julien's scent. His words make Garrett shiver, and he gently pulls Julien's hair so his head tips back, exposing his throat. Garrett murmurs against Julien's skin. "Good. I'd hate to be the only one who missed the other."

Garrett places hot, open mouth kisses along Julien's throat, followed by gentle bites and drags of his tongue. He can feel Julien's erection hard against his thigh, and while their position doesn't allow for Julien to feel it, Garrett is just as hard. After a moment, Garrett bites harder when Julien's throat meets his shoulder, wanting to leave a mark on the boy's pretty skin.

Garrett's hands are moving, both now beneath the back of Julien's shirt. His fingers are tracing his spine, following the lines of Julien's back and shoulder blades. Then his hands slide downward, fingers dipping into the waistband of his pants. He can't get far into the well fitted pants, but it's enough to feel soft, supple skin.
 
Julien breathe gets heavier when Garrett's begins to place all of these kisses on his soft neck skin, giving him a rush of goosebumps. At the very same time, he's fighting the urge of moaning. When Garrett's finally stops at the base of his neck, he realized his body already went on on his own, as he was currently already grinding his hips against the man's leg, at a slow but smooth pace. Garrett's bite sort of awakes him from his lustful haze, bringing the young man back to reality, back to the castle's room where they were trapped.

"Garrett... Garrett!"

The younger man whispered, stopping to grind his hips as his hands gripped on both the other's arms into the threads of the soldier-like fabric of his tunic. Suddenly, he feels like he's not able anymore to sustain the other's eyes, and in order to do that he doesn't bow his head but just stares down at his feet, only to discover his foster brother's erection.

"that's... Going too far...it shouldn't be like this... What's happening?"
 
Garrett stops at Julien's insistence, but he doesn't pull away or remove his hands. Julien had been responding to his touch, or at least, his body had. Julien won't look at him now, and that makes Garrett feel more protective. Had someone done something to make Julien feel like he can't indulge in his own desires?

"Julien, look at me." Garrett's deep voice rumbles in the quiet air of his bedchamber. He waits a moment, licking his lips. "Why shouldn't it be like this? I've wanted for this for so long. Wanted you. And now you're here, and I just.." Garrett trails off, and as soon as Julien looks up, he bends his head to brush his lips across the smaller man's lips.
 
While the soldier spoke, Julien vividly envisioned all that in his head over and over: Garrett arriving at the altar in his white and black formal dress - as handsome as he never was before-, proclaiming his vows to the princess, her eyes filled with desire and happines and then... Taking her in his arms, kissing her like in a scene directly coming from the "happily ever after" finale of a classical cheesy fairy tale.
The shorter's watery green eyes suddenly raised to meet the man's grey ones. It was a matter of seconds, because as soon as Julien began to speak, his eyes also began to wonder over his entire face, before finding their way to his shoulders.
In contast with Garrett's voice, the servant's tone was way quieter and his voice almost whispered. Of course, it was risky to be loud, it was middle of the night. But even if he wanted to, he couldn't be louder than that, because his sense of guilt was devouring him.

"...It's... Your wedding night, Garrett..."
 
Garrett rumbles a low sound at Julien's words. It's hard to decipher if it's a sound of laughter or displeasure. But a moment later, the warrior takes his hands from the back of Julien's pants and firmly grasps the backs of his thighs instead. Garrett lifts Julien off his feet so that the smaller man's legs go around his waist.

"Then help me make it special." Garrett carries Julien to the bed, laying him out on his back. His hands grip the hem of the boy's tunic, pulling it off over his head. Garrett paises a moment to remove Julien's footwear, darkened gaze never leaving Julien's face. Then he descends on the boy, hovering over him. His hips press to Julien's, rolling to grind his large erection against him, as Garrett's mouth trails hot kisses along his throat.
 
Julien hand instintively covers Garrett mouth when the man rumbles.

"ssshh! Sile-...!"

Feeling his weight abandon the ground startled the younger one. As a reaction, Julien tightened his legs around the warrior waist, using his hands to cling onto Garrett's tunic and push himself against his chest.

Before he could action in any way, he found himself laying on his back in what he believe to be a bed, with his tunic partially covering his face, only having his mouth and chin free.
He feels his legs raised up as the skin of his feet gets exposed to the cool air, starting a shiver that runs up from his legs to his neck, resulting in the younger's grip over the soldier's tunic tightening.

"Garrett... Your vows! This.... This is high infidelity...!"
 
Garrett growls against Julien's throat, teeth grazing skin. His hips are rolling against Julien, seeking friction for the large bulge in his leather pants. His hands roam Julien's body, tracing every line and dip of lean muscle and skin.

"Empty words, meaningless, nothing more." Garrett bites down on Julien's throat, not enough to leave a mark. Leaving marks would be dangerous to Julien if someone other than Garrett were to see them.
 
Julien shut down his eyes as Garrett's lightly sinked his teeth in his soft neck's skin.

"N... No! Not there!"

The younger male whimpered, as he tilted his head, trying to lock the soldier out of his neck.
He then forced the man's head up with his own forehead, and now they had it against each other's.

"For you, perhaps. But not for her." the brunette sighed, letting out a long holded breath. "and neither me..."

As he spoke and the situation got quieter, he could feel the accelerated soldier's heartbeat against his palm. But there was more: he could definitely feel the soldier's nipples in relief under his palms as he realized his fit pants were becoming a bit too fit for him, turning out the fact that somehow the mix of these two things got him even more excited then he already was.
 
Garrett blows a soft breath onto Julien's face, moving one hand to slide his palm along the boy's stomach. "I couldn't say no. I couldn't humiliate the king by refusing him. It would have been a scandal, and I could have been banished for embarrassing the king. Then I never would have found you."

Garrett slides his hand downward, lips brushing Julien's again. "I'll figure it out. For now, don't think about it." Garrett kisses Julien, slipping his tongue into his mouth to taste him again. His right hand ventures further south, palm rubbing across Julien's groin.
 
It wouldn't be easy for the servant not to think about it, when his life - well both of their life actually - would depend on that, but surely Garrett's lips against his own were making it a lot easier to deal with. At least, for now.

With the soldier's taste on his lips, Julien began to calm down, his nerves relaxing while his tongue followed Garrett's one.
For the first time since they were in that bad, his hands left the man's chest, brushing down the sides of his tunic, searching and finding an entrance for his bare sides skin, his fingers delicately passing over it and up to his upper back and back down again, detecting any little imperfection and scars of the soldier's skin while they kissed. He began to wonder if they have been there for long, and whay was the story behind each of them, because he surely didn't remember any of them on his foster brother's skin back then when they went at the lake in the mountains, when they were young.
Then his mind switched again. He couldn't help but think again of why they couldn't have this moment. Wouldn't it just be fair? It all came so naturally, and they've been searching each other for almost a decade. Plus, Garrett admitted he wanted it. And Julien? The guy might have just realized that he wanted it too, when Garrett's unexpected touch across his groin made him moan, maybe a bit too loud if it wasn't for the soldier's lips serrated against his ones.
If there was any doubts still left in the guy , it wasn't the same for his body as he's hips began to grind against the man hand and touch, begging for more.
 
Garrett grins against Julien's lips as the smaller man pushes up against his hand. The sound Julien makes only gets Garrett more excited. His cock twitches, achingly hard in his leather pants. Garrett's mouth moves, trailing along Julien's jaw to his neck.



Garrett's right hand grips the waistband of Julien's trousers, pulling them down his legHe sits up on his knees, both hands working the pants down, removing Julien's footwear as whe smaller male is naked from the waist down. Garret wraps his right fingers around Julien's cock, stroking slowly, while his left hand rests on the boy's thigh. His grey eyes are dark with excitement and lust as he watches Julien, laid out on the bed beneath him.
 
Julien's eyes follow every single movement Garrett makes. It is hard to stay silent, as he feels the soldier's fingers wrap around his shaft, but he does his best to suppress every guttural sound that's coming up his throat. But busy as he's trying to control this, he completely ignores his hips, that begins to stray towards Garrett, against his hand's grip. Julien's right hand moves steadily over his own body, down to his chest and leg, where Garrett's hand is resting, and lay atop of it.

Every now and then, Julien can't resist to glance at his foster brother. But he's quickly noticing that's potentially increasing his arousal, as he plays with the inside of his lips in an attempt to keep his mouth shut, his fingers trapping the man's hand under his, although not all of it fits, due to the servant's one being significantly smaller.
 
Garrett licks his lips as he watches Julien. Fingers continue stroking, and he moves his left hand to intertwine their fingers. With this, He pulls Julien's hand above the younger man's head, leaning further over him. Warm breath washes over Julien's face, as Garrett takes a moment to admire his features. Then Garrett leans further down, pressing his lips to Julien's in a heated kiss.

Impatient, Garrett lightly bites and pulls at Julien's lower lip. "Open your mouth, Julien." Garrett's deep voice rumbles as he speaks. The second Julien does as he's told, Garrett's tongue is in his mouth, caressing and sliding against the younger man's tongue. Garrett has shifted his legs slightly, enough that his position now allows him to press his large erection, still trapped in his own leather breeches, against Julien's thigh.
 
Julien shivered when the man pushed his hand above his head, but it wasn't simply due to that. It was more due to the feeling of this wide bulge pressing against his leg. Despite their skin being separated by the animal material of which their lower body clothes are made, the servant could still feel the warmness profusing from the man's large erection.

Julien was confused. He was surprised by founding himself aroused by the whole situation. It was something that never ever happened before. Sure, it wasn't the first time he'd find himself in a situation like this. But it has never happend before that he'd would enjoy it. And - even more shameful - be impatient of what would come next.

Torn between wanting it and accepting it, his hesitation surrendered to his desire. He began to react to the man's kiss, licking around the man's tongue, luring it to stretch as possible. Once the majority of it was out of Garrett's mouth, Julien gently sealed his lips around it, beginning to slide them over the length of it, as his tongue teased the man's one tip.
 
Just as Julien is starting the really get into the kiss, Garrett changes tactics. He lifts his head, smirking, happy his childhood friend is giving in to him. He shifts his weight for better balance, then reaches to the side, to the bedside table. From the drawer, he pulls a small, unlabeled jar. For a moment, Garrett stops stroking Julien, twisting the lid to open the jar. Inside is a scentless, opaque white gel. Dipping two fingers in, Garrett keeps his eyes on Julien's face.

"You look so good stretched out before me like this, Julien." Garrett's voice is low, though he doesn't necessarily try to be quiet. The stone walls muffle more sound than one might think. Setting the jar and lid aside, but leaving it open, Garrett slides back, then settles on his belly between Julien's legs, the younger man's thighs over his shoulders. His left arm wraps beneath Julien's thigh, hand coming around his hip to grasp and stroke his cock again. Garrett is slightly up on his elbows, putting him at the perfect position to close his lips around Julien's tip. As he does, his gel covered fingers slowly circle Julien's hole.
 
Julien raised his head when Garrett decided to break the kiss, his lips followed Garrett's tongue when it left his mouth, forcing the younger one to mimick the elder's movement, at least until the kiss was completely broken.

The sudden change sure did surprise the servant guy, that immediately started wondering if the man had some afterthought about what they were doing. That's why Garrett caught him off guard when he raised the young man legs, placing them over his strong shoulders. Garrett could easily figure out Julien didn't expected it, since his body stiffed as he struggled to not let anything more than a whimpered "Mnnah!" sound escape his mouth .

At this point, Julien was not only surprised - although of course not for the same reason - but also confused. What was the man going to do? Why haven't him turned him around yet? And what was that glass sound about?
Somehow, the whole new situation and the fact of not knowing what would be next had him fully excited, and it really showed through. Between his legs, his fully erected dick was regularly throbbing.

Although the boy tried to ignore it, not really knowing how to handle the situation, he had to surrender to pleasure as soon as the man hand wrapped around his length again, while his other hand's finger circled his hole.

The completely new sensation of being teased this way and the contrast made by the cold soaked fingers and his warm anal skin made the servant writhing under the man, continuing to emit little soft whining sounds. Garrett wouldn't even have the time to begin to stroke him, that Julien's hips were already moving up against his hand's grip, sinuously pushing up until the tip was completely out of the foreskin at each thrust.

"Gah-... Garrett...I don't know wha-ah! ...'re doing but... Don't you dare to stop...!"
 
Garrett's left hand moves to only grip Julien's thigh as he lowers his head, taking more of the servant's cock into his mouth. His tongue lsides against the underside, sucking lightly. His right fingers press, some resistance felt before they slide into Julien's body. Garrett bobs his head up and down, sucking Julien's cock as his fingers stroke at the younger man's inner walls.

Garrett lifts his head briefly to take a deep breath, then takes Julien's cock back into his mouth. He angles his head slightly so he can look up at Julien, head still moving to slide his lips tightly up and down the man's shaft. Shivers go down his spine with every sound Julien makes. Garrett pumps his fingers back and forth, reaching into the servant's body. His fingertipos rub at the walls, searching for the sensitive spot that would really make Julien feel good.
 
Julien's legs stiffened over Garrett's shoulders when the elder's lips closed around the younger's dickhead.
Julien had never felt anything like this - he never had this done to him before, and as a result of that and the overall situation, his dick was already throbbing against the soldier's lips with each time he went down on it, his back arching to help his hips pushing up against the man's mouth.

Julien fought not to seem desperate for more, but his body simply couldn't obey his orders. His hands travelled down through his own front body, touching and caressing it through his tunic fabric. But they were actually aiming for something more interesting, and they finally found it when they landed over Garrett's head, stroking his hair, pulling them back before having a grip on them, securing that the man's head wouldn't abond the spot soon.

Meanwhile, his hands weren't the only rebel part of his body. Infact, his mouth continued to let out those embarassing, pleading sounds. No matter how hard he kept biting his lips shut, they always found their way out, to reach over to Garrett's ears.

No matter how much Julien struggled against himself, it was pretty obvious. Garrett was in control, and he had him for good.
 
Feeling Julien's hands in his hair makes Garrett utter a little moan of his own. It's more a sound of satisfaction that Julien is being so willing, but that little sound creates vibrations along the shorter man's length. Garrett's fingers inside Julien curl again, then finally find that little bump of nerves. He massages it, firmly rubbing and working at it. Electric jolts of pleasure would course through Julien with every firm glide of Garrett's fingertips over that spot.

Garrett takes a deep breath and lowers his head. Further, further, until his lips are at the base and nose pressed to Julien's abdomen. The boy's cock is pushing into Garrett's throat. The soldier swallows around the hard length, his throat constricting, once, twice. Garrett is sucking, cock deep in his throat and enveloped in wet heat. His fingers are still moving inside Julien, and he soon adds a third finger to stretch the boy; his cock is bigger still, and would be a tight fit regardless.
 
Julien's whole body tremble everytime Garrett's fingers hit that sweet, delicate spot of nerves deep inside him. The young man really couldn't help keeping in his whining moans each time these fingers hit that spot.

It was when the soldier's lips touched his pelvis that Julien began to move his hips at a faster, steady pace against the man's face. The movement not only was made more comfortable by the amount of saliva covering his dick, but also had the man's fingers sliding towards that little bump of nerves with each thrust, and this was sending him out of control.

His hands definitely closed around the man's hair when his third finger penetrated the servant's anus. At that point, Julien's gasped for hair, tilting his head back against the straw made mattress as his eyes rolled back in pure pleasure.
 
Garrett is impressed at Julien's stamina, and surprised that for all his attentions and Julien's moaning, that the boy hadn't cum yet. All the same, Garrett is enjoying giving Julien this kind of pleasure. He lifts his head to take a couple deep breaths, licking his lips, only to dive back down, engulfing Julien's cock in his mouth once more. Sucking, licking, swallowing, Garrett's mouth and throat work to milk Julien's cock.

Garrett's fingers continue working back and forth within Julien's body. Pushing in, pulling out, repeating. Constantly rubbing and massaging his prostate. Garrett's other hand grips Julien's thigh firmly where it's wrapped around, fingers making little indents in the boy's soft flesh.
 
There is definitely something sensual in the way the servant moves his lower body sinuously against the man's lips. Julien continues to thrust his hips up, matching Garrett's movements while his fingers works inside of him, having his body wriggling under the influence of those little electric jolts he gets by Garrett's massage over his soft spot.

Julien's feels dizzy as a rush of heat runs up his whole body, reaching his head. Despite this, he doesn't stop at all moving his hips. Instead, he begins to fasten his pace, rabbit fucking Garrett's mouth until he presses his hips all the way up against the man's lips, filling his mouth with his warm semen as he sprays it with every pulse of his dick.
 
Garrett braces himself as Julien's hips buck upward against his mouth. Never would he have thought his childhood best friend would be such an eager lover. When Julien hits his climax, Garrett gags once, the small sound heard in the still air of the room. But he gets his composure quickly, sucking and swallowing every thick, creamy drop. When Julien's hips relax, Garrett pats the boy's hands to get him to release his hair. Garrett sits up on his knees, smirking and licking his lips.

"Sweet to the taste. And so eager to buck into my mouth." Garrett is teasing Julien, even as he unbuckles his belt and shifts his weight back and forth to shed his leather pants. Garrett's cock is in plain view now, a thick nine inches, bigger than most men. Garrett's hands manipulate Julien, flipping him onto his stomach, then pulling his hips upward. Now, Julien is ass in the air and chest down on the mattress. Garrett presses against Julien, letting the hot, heavy weight of his cock rest on the crease of Julien's ass. His hands hold Julien's hips firmly, keeping him in this position. "Now it's my turn. I've been waiting for this for a long time, Julien. To return to you, to make you mine." Garrett growls these last words, cock throbbing against Julien's skin.
 
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