Chapter 1: Introduction
The Fortress of Meropide loomed before Aether like a monolithic beast, its towering walls of dark stone stretching towards the heavens, shrouded in an eternal mist that whispered secrets to the winds. The citadel was a labyrinth of power and privilege, a place where the air was thick with the scent of saltwater and the distant echo of waves crashing against the cliffs. It was a world apart, both mystical and menacing, where the rules of the outside world meant little and the whims of the Duke reigned supreme. And Aether also need to obey him. For example, now he is going to Wriothesley to ask if he need some help.
Aether trudged through the dimly lit corridors, the torchlight flickering off the damp stone walls. The fortress was a maze of hidden passages and secret chambers, each step echoing with the weight of his thoughts. The Duke's quarters were tucked away in the heart of the citadel, a sanctum of privacy that few were allowed to enter. Aether, however, had become a familiar face, a servant to the Duke's whims and desires.
The heavy oak door creaked open at his touch, revealing a chamber bathed in the soft glow of lanterns.
Aether was surprised, even distracted. But Wriothesley came soon, and approved, that today he wants Aether to take a bath with him, in his private sauna.
And Aether could not refuse.
"You know, Aether," Wriothesley said as he stepped into the steaming chamber, his tall, muscular frame clad in only a towel, "I've been thinking about you."
Aether, seated on a low bench, looked up from his hands, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Is that so? And what conclusions have you reached, Your Grace?"
Wriothesley chuckled, the sound low and rumbling in his chest. "Call me Wriothesley when we're alone."
Aether's body was covered only with towel too, sauna was hot, and Aether began to sweat.
He leaned back against the wall, the heat making his muscles relax. "Very well, Wriothesley," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Wriothesley's gaze was intense, his eyes tracing the line of Aether's body, lingering on the way the towel was draped across his lap. "You've been helpful, Aether," he said, his voice laced with a subtle undercurrent of something more. "More helpful than you know."
Aether raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
"Hope I'll keep helping you, while I'm here" Aether reply. He learnt that the privilege only is claimed with hard work.
Wriothesley stood up, his towel falling to the floor, revealing his naked, muscular body. Aether's eyes widened slightly at the sight of him, the Duke's impressive physique a stark contrast to his own. Wriothesley's cock was already half-hard, and Aether felt a shiver run down his spine.
"Aether," Wriothesley said, his voice a low rumble, "I need your help with something."
Aether's heart pounded in his chest.
"Why...me?" Aether couldn't hide his question.
He looked at Wriothesley's huge cock with surprise. Fortress had been hard for Wriothesley, Aether knew it.
"Because, Aether," Wriothesley replied, his voice low and husky, "you're the only one who understands me. Who sees me."
Aether felt a warmth spread through him at the words, a mix of flattery and something deeper. He looked up at Wriothesley, his eyes meeting the Duke's gaze.
"And what is it you need help with?" Aether asked, his voice steady despite the heat of the sauna and the sudden racing of his heart.
Wriothesley stepped closer, his large hand cupping Aether's cheek. The Duke's touch was gentle, yet firm, and Aether could feel the heat radiating from his body. "I need you to help me...release some tension."
Aether swallowed hard, his breath hitching slightly. He knew what Wriothesley meant. He had seen the way the Duke's eyes lingered on him, the way his body reacted to Aether's presence. But he had never expected...this.
"I can't do it alone, Aether," Wriothesley continued, his voice a low growl. "Times when I simply could jerking off have passed. I demand you to please my dick with your mouth, Aether" Wriothesley thumb run along Aether lip.
Aether eyes widened even more. That's what he meant. Aether looked at Wriothesley's huge cock, and then at Wriothesley's face.
"Are you...sure?" Aether asked. He was surprised, and his heart beat faster and faster. He was scared, but a little excited too. He had promised to cooperate, and he didn't want to break his promise.
Wriothesley's eyes darkened, and he stepped closer, his cock brushing against Aether's thigh. Aether could feel the heat of it, the hardness. He swallowed again, his mouth suddenly dry.
*lick*
It was just testing.
Aether was checking how hard Wriothesley was. And he was really hard. Aether looked at Wriothesley, wanted to confirm if he could.
"I'm sure, Aether," Wriothesley said, his voice barely a whisper. "I'm sure."
Aether took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. He reached out, his hand wrapping around the base of Wriothesley's cock, feeling its impressive size and weight. Wriothesley groaned softly, his hips jerking forward slightly at the touch. Aether looked up at him, his eyes meeting the Duke's gaze. Didn't breaking eyes contact, Aether slowly swallowed Wriothesley's cock as far as he could. He keep looking in Wriothesley's eyes, his gaze was obedient and passionate.
Aether could feel the heat of Wriothesley's cock in his mouth, the taste of salt and musk filling his senses. He moved his head back and forth, taking more of the Duke's length with each pass. Wriothesley groaned again, his hands fisting in Aether's hair, guiding his movements. Aether's own cock was hard, pressing against his thigh, aching with need.
Wriothesley's breaths came in short gasps now, his body tensing as Aether worked him over.
The Duke's hands tightened in Aether's hair, guiding him, forcing him to take more, to go deeper. Aether gagged slightly, but he pushed through it, determined to please Wriothesley, determined to give him what he needed.
"Fuck, Aether," Wriothesley groaned, his hips jerking forward, driving his cock deeper into Aether's mouth. "You're so good at this. So fucking good."
Aether's cheeks hollowed as he sucked, his tongue swirling around the Duke's shaft. He could feel the veins pulsing with blood, could taste the precum leaking from the tip.
Wriothesley pushed Aether's head avay grabbing his hair, taking dick out of wet mouth and make Aether look on him again. Wriothesley's tip was shaking, lightly bouncing closely to Aether's nose.
Aether could see the thick veins under the surface of Wriothesley's dick, and it was really impressive.
"You're so beautiful," Wriothesley said, his voice rough with desire. He pushed Aether down, making him beg for his dick again.
Aether obeyed, his lips sliding over the Duke's cock, taking it deep into his throat. He could feel the base of Wriothesley's cock pressing against his lips, and he relaxed his throat, trying to take even more.
Wriothesley groaned, his hips thrusting forward, fucking Aether's mouth. "Yes, that's it, Aether. Take it all. Such experienced throat...fuck! How huch cocks have you swallowed before, ha?". Wriothesley's words were chaotic, they didn't require the answers, but it makes Aether even more aroused.
Yes, he had experience, but those dick were far from Wriothesley's size. He was skilled, but today was a challenge.
Aether's throat constricted around Wriothesley's cock, his tongue flicking against the sensitive underside. He could feel the Duke's body tensing, could taste the salty tang of his precum. Wriothesley's hips moved faster, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more desperate.
Aether's own body was alive with sensation, his cock aching with a need that was almost unbearable.
Aether managed to release his mouth and quickly ask if he can touch himself.
He was horny and his cock was hard, but he wanted to hear Wriothesley's answer.
Wriothesley looked at him, his eyes dark with lust and a hint of amusement. "You're a greedy little thing, aren't you?" he said, his voice a low growl. "But yes, go ahead. Touch yourself."
Aether didn't need to be told twice. He reached down, his hand wrapping around his own cock, stroking it in time with the rhythm of his mouth on Wriothesley's.
Other hand run along Wriothesley's body and stopped on his huge balls. They were heavy, hairy and sweaty, Aether begin to stimulated them too.
He could feel them tightening in his palm, a sure sign that Wriothesley was close. The combination of Aether's mouth and hands had Wriothesley's body coiled tight as a spring, ready to snap.
"Aether, fuck!" Wriothesley cried out, his hips jerking forward one last time as he found his release. His cock pulsed in Aether's mouth, hot ropes of cum shooting down his throat. Aether swallowed, taking every last drop, his own body convulsing as he found his own release, his hand working his cock in time with Wriothesley's thrusts.
But Wriothesley keep releasing his seed, covering Aether's surprised face with hot liquid. Aether has never seen such huge amounts of semen from one orgasm.
He was covered in it, his face, his chest, and even some dripped onto his lap. Wriothesley's cock was still twitching, milking out the last drops of cum. Aether slowly slid his mouth off the Duke's cock, a string of cum connecting the two before breaking.
Wriothesley looked down at Aether, a satisfied smile on his face. "Well done, Aether," he said, his voice still heavy with desire. "Youhandle it much better than I expected."
Aether wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, a smirk playing on his lips.
"You're quite the generous one, aren't you?" he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Wriothesley chuckled, his body still trembling slightly from the intensity of his release. He extended a hand towards Aether, helping him up from the bench. "Come here, Aether," he said, his voice soft but commanding.
Aether stood, his body still buzzing with residual pleasure. He stepped closer to Wriothesley, the heat of their bodies mingling in the steamy air. Wriothesley's hand cupped Aether's cheek, his thumb brushing away a stray droplet of his own cum.
"Clean yourself. I'll wait for you in my private office, I need to suggest the offer officially, you know, about this kind of "help". You definitely passed the entering test". Wriothesley said, smirking, then quickly dressed and went out from the sauna.
Aether took a towel and wiped his face and body, removing the leftovers of Wriothesley's cum. He felt sticky and dirty, but also satisfied. It was a strange feeling, to be sure, but it was one that Aether was growing accustomed to. He took a moment to compose himself, taking deep breaths to calm his racing heart. He had done as Wriothesley had asked, and he had pleased the Duke. That was all that mattered, for now.
Aether quickly dressed in the clean clothes that Wriothesley had provided for him and made his way to the Duke's private office.