Chapter 2: Building Tension
Aether stepped out of the sauna, the steam lingering on his skin as he made his way towards Wriothesley's private chambers. The corridors were dimly lit, the flickering torchlights casting long, dancing shadows on the stone walls. He could hear the faint murmur of voices and the clinking of glasses from the guards' quarters, but his footsteps echoed alone in the silence.
The door to Wriothesley's chambers was open, the warmth and the soft glow of lanterns spilling out into the corridor. Aether paused at the threshold, his eyes adjusting to the sudden brightness.
Wriothesley was seated behind a large desk, a decanter of amber liquid and two glasses arranged neatly before him. The scent of expensive brandy filled the air, mingling with the lingering aroma of their shared encounter.
Wriothesley looked up as Aether entered, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Ah, Aether," he said, pouring a glass of brandy. "Come in and sit down."
Aether hesitated for a moment before crossing the room, his footsteps muffled by the plush carpet.
He took a seat in one of the high-backed chairs opposite Wriothesley, the leather cool against his skin. He accepted the offered glass of brandy, the liquid swirling gently as he brought it to his lips. The alcohol was smooth, warming his throat and belly with each sip.
Wriothesley watched him over the rim of his own glass, his gaze intense and unblinking. "You were very...skilled, Aether," he said, his voice low and thoughtful. "I underestimated you."
Aether shrugged, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"On your demand, grace". Aether laugh.
Wriothesley smirk. "That's why I offered you the agreement. You will help me with all my demands, using your skill in sexual, householding skills, and will receive in exchange my protection and safety." Wriothesley said. "It will be a rewarding exchange for both of us."
Aether's smile faded as he considered the Duke's words. "And if I refuse?" he asked, his voice steady despite the sudden chill that ran down his spine.
Wriothesley's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing as he leaned forward in his chair. "Then you'll return to your cell, and I'll find someone else to take your place. You've seen the conditions there, Aether. You know what it's like."
Aether nodded slowly, the weight of Wriothesley's words settling heavily on his shoulders.
"Well, it's not an option for me, I'm glad to agree, Wriothesley. I'll do that you will demand from me".
Aether leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking softly beneath him. The brandy swirled gently in his glass, the amber liquid reflecting the warm glow of the nearby lanterns. The room was quiet, save for the soft ticking of an antique clock in the corner and the occasional crackle of the fireplace.
Wriothesley studied Aether for a moment, his expression unreadable. "I'm glad to hear it," he finally said, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. "And how about to seal the deal with the first task?" Wriothesley asked, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and anticipation. He leaned back in his chair, stretching out his long legs and crossing them at the ankles.
Aether's eyebrows raised, a hint of surprise flickering across his face. "Task? What task?"
Wriothesley smiled, a slow and devilish curl of his lips. "Ride me, right now, right here".
Wriothesley ordered.
Aether's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected this. He thought that their encounter in the sauna would have been enough for now. But the Duke wanted more, and he wanted it immediately.
"You... you want me to ride you?" Aether stammered, his face flushing with a mix of excitement and nervousness.
Wriothesley nodded, his eyes locked onto Aether's. "Yes, Aether. I want to feel you on top of me, riding my cock."
Aether looks distracted. "Do...do you have all here, condoms..." Aether was unsure.
"Of course I have, don't be silly, boy" Wriothesley grinned, and throw the pack of condoms and bottle of liquid on the desk. "Now, come and do what you are required" Wriothesley said.
Aether stood up, his legs trembling slightly as he walked towards Wriothesley's desk. The Duke had already removed his clothes, his large body stretched out on the leather chair, his cock already hard and ready.
Aether hesitated for a moment, looking at the condoms and lube on the desk. Wriothesley noticed his uncertainty and smirked. "Don't worry, Aether. I'll guide you."
Aether nodded, picking up the condom packet and tearing it open. He had seen enough porn in his life to know what to do, but he had never done it with someone as experienced and dominant as Wriothesley.
Aether took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. He grabbed the lube from the desk and squirted a generous amount onto his fingers. He looked up at Wriothesley, locking eyes with him before lowering his hand to the Duke's cock.
Wriothesley helped to roll the condom.
He grabbed Aether's wrist, guiding his lubed-up fingers around his shaft. Aether's touch was tentative at first, but Wriothesley encouraged him, his grip firm yet gentle.
"That's it, Aether," Wriothesley murmured, his voice thick with desire. "Get me nice and slick."
Aether nodded, his fingers working the lube over the length of Wriothesley's cock. He could feel the heat radiating off the Duke, the muscles in his thighs tensing and releasing as Aether's fingers worked their magic.
"Well, now, ride it. Hope you know how prepare yourself?" Wriothesley groaned.
"I-I think so," Aether replied, his voice barely above a whisper. He had prepared himself before, but never with someone as... substantial as Wriothesley. He placed one leg on either side of the Duke's hips, his hands bracing against Wriothesley's chest for support. He could feel the heat of Wriothesley's body, the hard planes of his muscles tensing beneath his touch.
"Well, don't just sit there," Wriothesley chuckled, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Lower yourself onto me, Aether.
Show me what you've got." He slowly lowered himself onto Wriothesley, feeling the head of the Duke's cock press against his entrance. He winced slightly at the initial discomfort, but he pressed on, determined to take all of Wriothesley inside him.
"Easy, Aether," Wriothesley murmured, his hands gripping Aether's hips. "You're doing great. Just take your time."
Aether nodded, his breath coming in short gasps as he continued to lower himself.
He could feel Wriothesley's cock stretching him wide, filling him completely. The sensation was intense, a mix of pain and pleasure that left him dizzy.
"Fuck, Aether," Wriothesley groaned, his fingers digging into Aether's hips. "You're so tight. So fucking tight."
Aether let out a whimper, his body trembling as he finally took Wriothesley all the way in. He stayed still for a moment, his body adjusting to the intrusion, before he began to move. Aether's hands grabbed Wriothesley's back to control balance, his nails digging the scratches.
"Aether, fuck," Wriothesley moaned, his head thrown back, eyes closed as he pushed his hips up, meeting Aether's slow, deliberate movements. "You feel so good, so fucking good."
Aether began to move, a slow, careful rhythm at first, his body still adjusting to the size of Wriothesley inside him. He leaned forward, placing his forearms on Wriothesley's shoulders, using them for support as he began to pick up speed.
Wriothesley's hands roamed Aether's body, gripping his ass, teasing his skin, leaving red marks where his fingers dug in. The sensation of Wriothesley's cock filling him, coupled with the Duke's aggressive touch, sent waves of pleasure crashing through Aether's body. His cock, rock hard and aching, bounced against his stomach with each movement, leaving trails of precome on his skin.
"That's it, Aether," Wriothesley encouraged, his voice a low growl. "Ride me harder. Let your hole squeezed this monster cock. You definitely have never ride as big ine, haven't you?" Wriothesley grunted, his hips slamming upwards to meet Aether's downward thrusts. His hands gripped Aether's ass, his fingers digging into the firm flesh, guiding and controlling the younger man's movements.
Aether whimpered, his body trembling with the effort of taking Wriothesley's massive cock. He could feel every inch of the Duke's length sliding in and out of him, the sensation overwhelming and almost too much to bear. But he pushed through, determined to please Wriothesley and to prove that he was worthy of the protection and privileges that the Duke had promised.
When Wriothesley's cock was as deep as he could take, Aether squeezed his ass hole, milking dick completely. He could feel Wriothesley's cock throbbing inside him, the heat of the Duke's body radiating into his own. Wriothesley's hands gripped Aether's hips tighter, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, controlling Aether's movements, forcing him to ride him harder and faster.
"You're doing so well, Aether," Wriothesley groaned, his voice hoarse with desire. "Fuck, you were made for this. Made for me."
Aether panted, his body slick with sweat, his cock bouncing with each thrust. One Wriothesley's thrust inside reached one spot, Aether couldn't hide moan, whispering Wriothesley's name.
"Please, master, do it again" Aether didn't notice he call Wriothesley "master".
Wriothesley grinned, a wicked gleam in his eye as he captured Aether's mouth with his own, their tongues clashing and twisting together. He bucked his hips upward, driving himself deeper into Aether's tight, hot channel.
"You want more?" Wriothesley growled against Aether's lips, his hands gripping the younger man's hips tighter as he began to move faster, slamming into Aether with force and urgency.
Aether cried out, his body convulsing with pleasure.
The words had slipped out before he could stop them, a testament to the overwhelming sensations coursing through his body. He threw his head back, his breath coming in ragged gasps as Wriothesley pounded into him, their bodies slapping together with each furious thrust.
"Yes, master," Aether moaned, his body trembling with the force of each impact. "I want more."
Wriothesley's grip on Aether's hips tightened, his fingers digging into the younger man's flesh as he used him with increasing urgency. His cock swelled inside Aether, the head hitting a spot so deep that it made Aether see stars.
Aether felt he couldn't last any longer. He tightly grabs Wriothesley's back, scratching it with nails, leaving deep marks. Aether came.
He felt his orgasm build up from the depths of his stomach, tensing every muscle in his body before releasing with a force that left him panting and shaking. His cock throbbed, spurting hot ropes of come onto Wriothesley's chest, marking him with his release. Time seemed to slow as he felt the overwhelming sensation of his pleasure, every nerve ending on fire with ecstasy.
Wriothesley, with a final, powerful thrust, found his own release. He groaned deeply, his cock pulsing as he filled the condom with his hot seed.
Aether felt the hot liquid leaking from his ass hole. Wriothesley's condom was ripped off with powerful orgasm.
Aether couldn't look away, he watched as Wriothesley's body trembled with each pulse of his cock. Wriothesley's semen pooled on his stomach and chest, marking him like a brand.
Aether felt used, filled, and claimed. He looked up at Wriothesley, his body still shuddering from the aftershock of his release, his cock still semi-hard and glistening with their mingled fluids.
Wriothesley's eyes were closed, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. He looked content, almost serene, as if the world around them had ceased to exist.
"Did I made a great job, my grace?" Aether asked teasingly.
Wriothesley opened his eyes slowly, his gaze meeting Aether's. He smiled, a lazy and satisfied smile that made Aether's heart flutter.
"You did indeed, Aether," Wriothesley said, his voice low and breathy. "You did more than just a great job."
Aether grinned, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over him. He had pleased the Duke, and that was all that mattered. He leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on Wriothesley's lips, tasting the remnants of their passion on the Duke's mouth.
Wriothesley's arms encircled Aether's waist, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. Aether could feel Wriothesley's heartbeat against his chest, the steady thrum of the Duke's desire still palpable despite their recent release.
"You are incredible, Aether," Wriothesley murmured against his lips, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down Aether's spine. "I knew you would be, but you exceeded even my expectations."
Aether blushed at the praise, a sense of pride and accomplishment swelling within him.
"So, how about you start other your commissions, like... making dinner for us?" Wriothesley said softly, pulling out his soft dick from Aether's ass hole, carefully bringing Aether on the floor, and wiped his dick with napkin.
Aether watched Wriothesley take care of his cock, feeling a little sad that the ride was over. Wriothesley noticed and smiled.
"Don't worry, Aether, it's not over. But now it's time to show me your other skills, starting with dinner."
Aether nodded, feeling a mix of relief and anticipation. He liked pleasing Wriothesley, and he was looking forward to the challenge of cooking for him. He stood up, his legs still a little wobbly from their intense encounter. Wriothesley looks on Aether with sympathy. "Firstly, take a shower, Aether" he said, "I'll show the way".
He extended his hand to lead Aether to the bathroom located in the same apartment.
Aether nodded, taking Wriothesley's hand and letting him guide him through the spacious bathroom. It had a large bathtub, a separate shower cabin, and a large mirror adorning the wall over the sink. The room was filled with the scent of expensive soaps and shampoos.
"Feel free to use anything you want here" Wriothesley said as he showed Aether inside. "I'll wait for you in my office and think on your first 'commission'" he added with a smirk.
Aether nodded, watching Wriothesley leave.
He turned to face the mirror, examining his reflection. His skin was flushed, his hair disheveled, and his lips swollen from their passionate encounter. He had a bruise on his neck where Wriothesley had gripped him, and a few more on his hips and thighs from the Duke's grasp. Despite the marks, he looked content, almost radiant. He smiled at his reflection, feeling a sense of accomplishment and pride.
He turned on the shower, letting the hot water cascade over his body. He lathered up with Wriothesley's expensive soap, the scent of sandalwood and citrus filling the air.
After showering, Aether steps out yhe bath, covering hips with towel. His clothes were dirty, but he hasn't changing. Aether looks around and found white apron.
He chuckles at himself, wondering if Wriothesley has any intention of letting him out of his sight anytime soon. He puts the apron on, tying it around his waist, feeling a bit silly but also a bit turned on by the feeling of servitude.
Aether make his way to the kitchen...