Chapter 3: Rising Action
The crackling of the fireplace mingled with the soft hum of voices as Aether carefully placed the roasted potatoes and carrots onto a large serving platter. He had been working in the kitchen for hours, determined to make something that Wriothesley would enjoy. He knew that pleasing the Duke would be key to securing his safety and perhaps even earning some small measure of comfort within the fortress.
As he carried the platter out of the kitchen, he could hear Wriothesley's voice, low and steady, as he spoke with someone in his office.
Aether was curious where Wriothesley would have a dinner, but Wriothesley came in kitchen himself. He walk closer, kissing Aether in forehead. "How are you, Aether?"
Wriothesley asked, his voice soft and gentle, unlike the dominant tone he used earlier.
"I'm good, thank you, Your Grace," Aether replied, his cheeks flushing slightly at the unexpected kindness.
Wriothesley smirked. "None of that 'Your Grace' nonsense when we're alone, remember?" He leaned in, his voice a low whisper. "Call me Wriothesley."
Aether nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Wriothesley," he said, testing the name on his lips. It felt strange, yet comforting somehow.
"I told guardians to bring your stuff here, you know, your clothes, things. This apron..." Wriothesley whisperied on Aether's ear:"...you look incredible like that".
Aether blushed again, his cheeks turning a shade darker. He looked down at the apron, a simple white cloth with a few stains from his cooking endeavors. "I thought it would be appropriate for... the occasion," he mumbled, avoiding Wriothesley's gaze.
Wriothesley chuckled, his breath hot against Aether's ear. "It is. It's adorable, actually. You look like a little chef, ready to serve his master."
They eating right on kitchen. After their "fun" both were hungry, nearly starving.
They both sat at the large wooden dining table in the kitchen, the candlelight casting long, dancing shadows across the walls. Wriothesley had poured them each a glass of wine, the deep red liquid glinting in the soft light. Aether had cooked a simple yet hearty meal—roasted chicken, potatoes, and carrots—the aroma filling the air with a comforting warmth.
As they ate, the conversation flowed easily between them. Wriothesley asked about Aether's journey, his travels, and the places he had seen. Aether, in turn, asked about the fortress, its history, and Wriothesley's role as its Duke.
When they finished, Wriothesley suggested to look on new Aether's room, right in Wriothesley's apartment.
Aether agree, leaving dishes in kitchen for cleaning later.
Aether walked ahead of Wriothesley, his footsteps echoing in the quiet corridor. He surveyed the opulent decor, the rich tapestries and gleaming suits of armor that adorned the walls. He hadn't expected such luxurious surroundings within the fortress, and he felt a sense of awe and intimidation at the same time.
Wriothesley's hand rested on Aether's lower back, guiding him as they walked. "This is your room now, Aether," he said, his voice low and soft.
He opened the door, revealing a spacious chamber bathed in the warm glow of a nearby fireplace. A large four-poster bed dominated the room, draped in rich, velvet curtains that shimmered in the firelight. A plush armchair and a small writing desk completed the furnishings, and a thick rug covered the cold stone floor.
Aether stepped inside, his eyes widening as he took in his new surroundings. "It's beautiful," he whispered, his voice filled with awe. "Thank you, Wriothesley."
Wriothesley smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
"We will sleep in different rooms, but when I need, I will visit you... Like now~" Wriothesley pushed Aether on huge bed, unbuttoning shit.
Aether looked up at him, his eyes filled with both surprise and anticipation. "Now?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Wriothesley chuckled, a low and dark sound that sent shivers down Aether's spine. "Yes, now," he said, his voice firm and commanding. "I want you, Aether. I want you right here, right now."
Aether shivered, his body responding to Wriothesley's dominant tone. He watched as Wriothesley undressed, his tall, muscular frame revealed bit by bit.
Aether's heart pounded in his chest, his breath coming in short gasps as Wriothesley's cock sprang free, already hard and ready. Wriothesley's body was a work of art, every muscle defined and toned, and Aether couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and desire.
Wriothesley climbed onto the bed, his body covering Aether's, his cock pressing against Aether's thigh. Aether's own body responded, his cock hardening once again.
Wriothesley quickly untied an apron, revealing hard Aether's dick.
Aether gasped as Wriothesley's lips captured his own, his hands gripping Aether's hips, pulling him closer. Aether moaned into Wriothesley's mouth, his body arching against the Duke's as their tongues danced together.
"You're so ready for me, aren't you, Aether?" Wriothesley growled against Aether's lips, his hands roaming over Aether's body, teasing and touching every inch of skin.
"Yes," Aether breathed, his voice barely a whisper.
Wriothesley was eager like hungry wolf. He turned Aether on his all four, and attached his tip to Aether's hole.
Aether gasped as the head of Wriothesley's cock touched his entrance. He heard Wriothesley chuckle, a low sound, full of amusement and desire.
“Easy, Aether,” he murmured, his voice low and soothing. “You've taken me before, remember? You can take me again.”
Aether nodded, his body tense as he felt Wriothesley begin to enter him. He took a deep breath, relaxing his muscles as much as he could, and Wriothesley slid in easily, his cock filling Aether completely. Aether moaned, the sound low and throaty, as he felt Wriothesley bottom out inside him.
Suddenly, Wriothesley grabs Aether's long hair.
He pulls Aether’s head back, exposing his neck. Wriothesley leans down and bites Aether’s neck, marking him. Aether's body shudders at the sensation, a mix of pain and pleasure coursing through him. He can feel Wriothesley's teeth sink into his flesh, and he lets out a soft moan, his body arching against the Duke's.
Wriothesley laughs softly, his breath warm against Aether's ear. "You're mine now, Aether," he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.
Wriothesley began to thrust inside, eager and sharply. He didn't let Aether's head fall on bed, grabbing hair.
He held Aether's head with force, so he couldn't move. But Aether felt his body responding to this rough treatment. He could feel his cock throbbing, the tip leaking precome onto the sheets beneath him.
"You like this, don't you?" Wriothesley growled. "You like being claimed, don't you, Aether?"
Aether's breath hitched as Wriothesley's thrusts became more aggressive, more demanding. He didn't answer, couldn't answer. His body was on fire, his mind a whirlwind of sensation and pleasure.
Aether's own cock now fully erect, slapping against his abdomen with each Wriothesley's thrust. Long rope of pre-cum leaking from the tip, lended on blanket.
Aether's cock dripping above- mentioned fluids on sheets.
Wriothesley reached down, wrapping his large hand around Aether's cock. He began to stroke him in time with his thrusts, his grip firm and steady.
Aether gasped, his body convulsing with pleasure. "Oh god, Wriothesley," he moaned, his hips moving in time with the Duke's hand.
Wriothesley grinned, his eyes dark with lust. "You like that, don't you? You like feeling my cock inside you while I stroke your own?"
Aether nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
"Bet you dreaming to put your dick in somewhere too? Imagine my hole wrapping your cock? Patience..." Wriothesley whisperied in Aether's ear, then licked it and bite gently.
"Patience, little one, you will have your turn, but first, I want to enjoy every inch of you, completely."
Aether moaned, feeling a wave of heat rush through his body at Wriothesley's words. The thought of being able to pleasure Wriothesley in the same way was both exciting and intimidating.
Wriothesley's thrusts became more urgent, his hand gripping Aether's cock tighter, stroking him faster. Aether felt his own orgasm building, the pressure in his body growing with each thrust and stroke.
"Your one is twitching. Are you near to the edge so soon? How cute~" Wriothesley softly laughing, he wasn't seems even a little bit tired or ready to cum.
He started to thrust faster, Aether was moaning loudly now, his cock bouncing and leaking precome with every thrust.
"Oh, Wriothesley, I'm gonna cum soon," Aether panted.
Wriothesley grinned, his eyes flashing with lust. "That's a good boy. Cum for me," he growled. "I want to feel you come around my cock."
Aether's body tensed, his cock twitched in Wriothesley's hand, and with a final, desperate thrust, he came.
His orgasm ripped through him, his body shaking and his vision blurring as he spilled onto the sheets beneath him. He cried out, a ragged, hoarse sound that filled the room. Wriothesley stilled for a moment, his own breath coming in short, sharp bursts as he watched Aether ride out his pleasure.
"Fuck, that was beautiful," Wriothesley whispered, his voice thick with desire. Wriothesley took his dick out only on a few moments, covering it with fresh Aether's seed as a new lube. He changed the position, now Aether lying on side, Wriothesley grabbed one Aether's leg and spreaded his hips, entering Aether from behind.
Aether moaned softly at the change in position, feeling Wriothesley's cock fill him once again. He had never been taken like this before, and the sensation was intense and overwhelming. He could feel every inch of Wriothesley inside him, the Duke's cock rubbing against sensitive spots deep within him.
"You feel so good, Aether," Wriothesley murmured, his voice low and husky. "So tight and hot."
Aether whimpered, his body trembling with the force of his pleasure. He could feel Wriothesley's fingers digging into his hip, the Duke's grip firm and possessive.
Wriothesley's cock was even deeper in this position, and every thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through Aether's body. He could feel his own cock, still semi-hard, brushing against his stomach with each movement.
"You're so tight, Aether," Wriothesley groaned, his voice thick with desire. "I can feel every inch of you around my cock."
Aether could only moan in response, his body completely at the mercy of Wriothesley's. He felt like he was being consumed by the Duke, like he was being marked and claimed in the most intimate way possible.
"Some training for your stamina will be helpful, Aether" Wriothesley continue to teasing Aether.
"I want you to be able to withstand my appetite for you. You wouldn't want your little body to give up on me, would you?"
Aether shook his head, his body still trembling from the previous orgasm. "No, Wriothesley," he whispered. "I won't disappoint you."
Wriothesley smiled, his cock still buried deep inside Aether. "That's a good boy," he said. "Now, let's see how well you can take me when I switch up the pace, hm?"
Aether braced himself, his heart pounding with anticipation and a hint of apprehension.
Aether expected extra fast tempo, but Wriothesley slowing down instead. He begins almost putting out his dick, and roughly thrusting back, in the same time, Wriothesley's hands went to Aether's nipples, started slowly,but with force, stroking them. Wriothesley's face moved closer to Aether's back head, his hot breathing tickles Aether's skin.
His chest, hairy and muscular, was rubbing against Aether's back. Aether could feel every inch of the Duke's body against his, the sensation overwhelming and intense. Aether felt like he was being consumed by Wriothesley, like he was being molded and shaped by the Duke's touch.
Wriothesley's hands, which had been teasing Aether's nipples, suddenly gripped Aether's hips tighter, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. He began to thrust harder, faster, his cock slamming into Aether with a force that left the younger man gasping for breath.
Then, Wriothesley slowing down again, this switching driving Aether crazy.
"What are you...you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" Aether gasped out, his body tensing with the sudden change in rhythm.
Wriothesley chuckled, a low and wicked sound that sent shivers down Aether's spine. "Patience, little one," he murmured. "I told you, I want to enjoy every inch of you. And that means taking my time."
Aether whimpered, his body aching with the desire for more. He could feel Wriothesley's cock throbbing inside him, and he wanted more. He wanted all of it. Now.
"Fuck...!" Aether felt his dick hardening again. "You want me to beg you fuck me harder, right?" Aether moaned, Wriothesley's slowly rhythm couldn't make Aether cum, but keep him rock hard and always near to the edge.
He squirmed, pushing back against Wriothesley's cock, trying to get more, but Wriothesley chuckled and pulled out completely.
Aether whimpered, his body aching with need. "Please, Wriothesley," he begged. "I need more."
Wriothesley chuckled again, running his hand over Aether's ass. "Bed boys never get a reward. So, you need to be really good one, right?" Wriothesley slapped Aether's buttocks.
"You should learn how to wait patiently, Aether. You'll get what you need and want, but only when I decide."
Aether whimpered, his body trembling with unfulfilled desire. "Yes, Wriothesley. I'm sorry."
Wriothesley chuckled. "Good boy".
Wriothesley grabbed Aether's hips and took him in air. He pressed Aether's back to the nearest wall, and put only tip back inside Aether's hole.
Aether gasped, feeling Wriothesley's thick cockhead stretching him again. "Please, Wriothesley," he begged, his voice hoarse with desire.
Wriothesley laughed softly. "Not yet, little one. You need to learn patience." He thrust his hips forward, sliding the tip of his cock in and out of Aether's entrance, teasing him. He could feel his cock pressing against Wriothesley's stomach, leaking precome onto the Duke's skin.
Wriothesley began to move inside, now in one, even rhythm, still feeling too slow for Aether.
He could see the younger man squirming, trying to push back for more friction. But each time Aether attempted to speed up Wriothesley's pace, the Duke slowed down even more, his cock moving in and out of Aether's hole at an almost torturous pace.
"Please, Wriothesley," Aether begged, his body trembling with need. "Please, I can't take this anymore." "You can't take what?" he asked, his voice a low purr. "You can't take my cock?
Or the way I'm teasing you?" Wriothesley asked, his voice a low purr that sent shivers down Aether's spine. He continued to thrust in and out, slow and torturous, his cock barely inching in and out of Aether's hole.
Aether moaned in frustration, his hips bucking against the wall. "I can't take this slow pace," he admitted, his body aching with the need for release. "Please, Wriothesley, I need more."
Wriothesley chuckled, a dark and sinister sound that sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through Aether.
"Beg me right, and I won't disappoint you, Aether~" Wriothesley's words were like music in Aether's mind.
He bit his lip, his breath coming out in small gasps. He was seconds away from begging, from pleading, but something inside him knew that Wriothesley wanted him to ask for it in just the right way.
"Please, Wriothesley. Please, I need you to fuck me. I need to feel your cock inside me, filling me up. I can't take this slow pace anymore. Please, I need you to fuck me hard and fast. Please, Wriothesley, please..." Aether's words were a desperate plea, his voice cracking with need.
"M... master, I'll do everything for it" Aether whispered.
Wriothesley's eyes darkened with an unspoken promise. "Good boy," he murmured, and without any warning, he slammed his cock deep inside Aether.
Aether gasped, his hands gripping the wall for support as Wriothesley began to pound into him, relentless and unforgiving. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, echoing off the stone walls and ceiling.
"I'm your master, and I have already a good task for you. But firstly..." Wriothesley thrusting faster and faster inside Aether's hole. "Firstly I will give you what you begged for, couse I'm good master ~" Wriothesley groaned.
He gripped Aether's hips tighter, his cock pounding into Aether's ass with bruising force. Aether moaned and cried out with each thrust, his body trembling from the sheer intensity of it.
He could feel Wriothesley's cock hitting every sensitive spot inside him, sending waves of pleasure and pain coursing through his body. He braced himself against the wall, his fingernails digging into the cold stone as he tried to hold on.
Wriothesley leaned forward, his hot breath on Aether's ear. "Is this what you wanted, little one? Is this what you begged for?" he growled.
Definitely it was. Aether could feel how his another orgasm building up inside him.
Wriothesley's cock was ramming into him with such force that Aether could barely catch his breath. And still, Wriothesley showed no signs of slowing down or nearing his own release.
Aether panted, "Yes, yes, this is what I wanted...Master. Thank you, Master."
Wriothesley growled in satisfaction, his grip on Aether's hips tightening even further. He was no longer holding back, his thrusts becoming even more forceful, more demanding. Aether's body was shaking with the force of each impact, his own cock rock hard and leaking against the wall.
With primal scream, Aether cum, it felt like his dick exploded with seed. At the same time, Wriothesley thrust one more time, and with long groan, become to fill Aether's hole with his semen.
Like rivers of heat flooding Aether, Wriothesley's cock twitched inside, releasing every last drop of his seed deep inside Aether's body.
"Ahh, fuck..." Wriothesley groaned, his body shuddering as he came. "You're so tight, Aether. You feel so fucking good."
Aether's body was trembling from the intensity of his own orgasm and the sensation of Wriothesley's hot seed filling him. He panted, trying to catch his breath as he leaned against the wall, Wriothesley's cock still buried deep inside him.
Wriothesley quickly bring Aether to the soft bed, pulled out his dick, and lie near to him, wiping little tears, appeared on Aether's cheek after such intense orgasm.
"Sorry if I was too rough, sweetheart. Now we ended" Wriothesley said with soft voice.
Aether smiled weakly. "It's okay, I liked it," he said truthfully. He loved it, in fact. Every brutal, possessive inch of it. He felt claimed, owned, and it was a feeling he craved more of.
Wriothesley pulled Aether closer, wrapping his arms around him. "Sleep now, little one. We'll have plenty more time for this later."
Aether nodded, his eyes already heavy with sleep. He snuggled into Wriothesley's chest, feeling safe and protected. He could feel the Duke's heart beating against his cheek, a steady rhythm that lulled him to sleep.
He drifted off with Wriothesley's scent enveloping him, the scent of sweat, sex, and something uniquely Wriothesley. He felt content, safer than he had in a long time.
After Aether fall asleep, Wriothesley carefully stand up, grabbing his clothes, sudden landed on the floor, then quietly went from Aether's room, take a shower and go in his own room.
He was thinking about that task he wanted to give to Aether next day. It gonna be intense. He has some close guardians, who were complaining on lack of sex, and simple guards need little fun too. Wriothesley thought, this task could satisfy all of them, with education part for Aether. Of course, Wriothesley will take part in that actions. From now, noone could hurt Aether.
Noone could lay a hand on him without Wriothesley's permission. Aether was his, body and soul, and he would protect him with his life. With this thought, Wriothesley fell into a deep, contented sleep.