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Bound, Bonded and Betrayed	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13359 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Disclaimer: I don't own the G'boys, they belong to Bandai, Sotsu and associated parties. I just borrow them from time to time to play with and return them a whole lot happier, ne? Written for pleasure not profit.
"Bound, Bonded and Betrayed"
Chapter 15
“Enter,” Relena called out to the knock on the door.
Opening the door, Duo stepped inside and dropped to his knees, head bowed. “Prince Heero asked me to show you to the dining hall for dinner, mistress.”
“Ah, very well, we are ready so please show us the way.” Relena stood up, gathered her skirts and walked towards the door where the kneeling slave began to rise. Dorothy followed behind the princess. As they walked through the castle halls, Relena took the opportunity to try and find out a little more about her prince and his slave.
“Your name is Duo, isn't it?” she asked.
“Yes, mistress.”
“Have you been a slave to the prince for long?”
“No, mistress.”
The slave's short answers were beginning to annoy the princess. “Just how long have you been here?”
“I arrived around the beginning of spring, mistress.” Duo wasn't trying to be difficult, but he didn't want to upset the princess either by talking when it wasn't his place to do so. Lucky for him, up ahead he spied Quatre coming out of the quarters assigned to Prince Milliardo, the blonde prince right beside him.
Milliardo caught sight of his sister from the corner of his eye and turned to greet her. “Ah, Relena, are you settling in okay?”
“Yes, thank you. The suite is very comfortable. What about you, brother?”
“Fine, perfectly fine. Come, let us walk to dinner together.” Milliardo offered his arm which Relena took, the pair following behind Quatre and Duo as they led them through the hallways towards the royal dining rooms.
Neither Duo or Quatre spoke as they traversed the halls, but Quatre could sense the other slave was uncomfortable He didn't think that Prince Heero had punished Duo so that only left the princess...
The small group soon arrived at the royal dining room, Duo opening the door with Quatre at his side and standing back for the couple to enter. The King, Queen and Princes were standing to one side and chatting amongst themselves, the chatter stopping with the opening of the door. Prince Heero stepped across and greeted the princess, taking her by the arm and leading her to her seat. Duo was hot on his master's heels, knowing it was his place to pull back the chairs for his master and mistress to be seated. Once he'd done that he waited behind his master's chair for the rest of the royals to be seated before dropping to his knees on the familiar cushion beside his master's chair.
Once the royals were all seated, Hilde and Catherine began to serve the meal. Duo was given his own bowl as usual and he took great pains to mind his manners and sip carefully at the hot soup. With the royals busy at their own meal, Duo managed to peer out from under his bangs and observe what he could.
The king was seated at the head of the table, the queen on his right and Prince Milliardo on his left. Princess Relena sat next to her brother, Dorothy on a cushion to her side. Heero sat next to the princess whilst Prince Trowa was next to the queen, Quatre on his cushion beside him. From where he sat, Duo could see the blonde slave quite clearly. Quatre felt Duo's eyes on him and he smiled across to the other slave.
The conversation above Duo's head centered mainly on the new arrivals, how they were settling in, their home country and the approaching wedding. Relena was in raptures over the castle, telling the king and queen just how lovely she found it all, to the point where her constant rambling was beginning to hurt Duo's ears. A hand dropped down to caress the top of his head and Duo leaned into the touch. Before the hand could retreat, Duo captured it and pressed a soft kiss to the palm. Releasing it, he glanced shyly up into his master's blue depths and was rewarded with a warm smile.
Sitting on her cushion beside her mistress, Dorothy's eyes were everywhere. She especially kept a discreet eye on the long haired slave, filing away any information she gleaned from her observations.
Duo was beginning to fall asleep when the meal finally ended, the incessant drone of Relena's voice had his eye lids drooping. Just how his master had been able to put up with it, he didn't know. The prince was a quiet man by nature, Duo knew only too well how much Heero disliked constant chatter. If the princess was one to like to talk – and it seemed she was - Duo wondered how his master would cope.
It was usual for his master to retire to his chambers after dinner, but this evening, when Heero appeared ready to retire, the princess persuaded him to sit with her for a while. Duo could clearly see his master was tired and admired the prince's inner strength in bowing to the princess' wishes. He was also pleased to note that Prince Trowa and Prince Milliardo had decided to join them. Rather than have everyone in his chambers, Heero elected to use one of the informal sitting rooms.
Once in the room, Duo and Quatre fetched drinks for their respective masters and the prince and princess. With everyone comfortable, the two slaves knelt beside their respective masters and simply relaxed. The conversation went on around them, Relena asking Heero all sorts of questions about the kingdom of Colonia whilst Prince Milliardo engaged Prince Trowa in a deep conversation regarding defense tactics, war and their respective armies.
Doing his best not to fidget, Heero answered the questions as best he could, his tired mind telling him all it wanted to do was shut down and sleep. Absently his hand dropped to his side to find his slave's head and gently caress those chestnut locks. Having Duo beside him did help to anchor him a little and soothe his fast fraying nerves. It was Prince Milliardo who called an end to the evening. He could see how tired Heero was and knew from his own experiences with Sanq just how exhausting a prince's duties could be.
“Relena, I think we should retire to our chambers for the night and let Heero get some rest. I'm sure he has a lot to do tomorrow and if you wish to spend any time with him I suggest we let him get some sleep.”
Feeling slightly put out at having her time cut short with her future husband, Relena resisted the urge to scowl, smoothing her features into one of neutrality and turning to face her brother. “Yes, you are right.” Turning back to Heero, she put on a sweet smile. “I apologize for keeping you from your bed, I'm afraid I'm a little excited by all of this and might have gotten a little bit carried away.”
Standing, Heero did his best not to look too relieved that his escape was imminent. “Thank you for the pleasure of your company and I do apologize for not spending more time with you this evening. I am rather tired and I do have a lot of work to get through tomorrow, but I will be certain to make myself available to you as soon as I can. I will have Duo escort you back to your chambers if you wish?”
“Thank you, but that won't be necessary. I'm sure I can find my way back,” Relena replied.
“In that case, I will leave you all for now and retire for the evening. I will see you all tomorrow. Prince Milliardo.” Heero bowed to the other prince who returned it. “Brother.” Trowa gave him a wave. “Princess.” Heero took the offered hand and kissed the back of it. “Duo, come,” Heero called, the slave rising to his feet and following his master out of the door.
*
“Would you like a drink, master?” Duo asked as they stepped back into Heero's chambers.
“No, thank you. I think I will just go to bed.” Heero walked through to the bed chamber, Duo right behind him.
Having assisted his master to disrobe, Duo pulled the bed covers back and waited.
“I wish to have you sleep with me tonight, Duo,” the prince stated as he climbed into the large bed.
“As you wish, master.” Duo stripped out of his clothes, blew the lamp out and crawled into the bed beside his master. He couldn't help the small yelp and stiffening of his body when his master grabbed him around the waist and pulled him close. He still couldn't help being skittish at times, all the years of suffering from beatings was hard to overcome; but he was getting better.
“Hush, Duo. I need to feel you close to me,” Heero murmured and then sighed as his slave relaxed.
“Permission to ask a question, master?”
“You may ask, but I may not answer.”
“Does your tiredness have anything to do with the princess, master?”
Sighing again, Heero spoke softly. “I must admit, some of it does. I didn't realize just how much she can talk.”
Duo chuckled. “I thought I was one to let my mouth run away at times, but...” Duo abruptly shut up, realizing he'd just done exactly that and overstepped a boundary. “I'm sorry master, I shouldn't have said that.”
“No, Duo, you shouldn't. It's not your place to pass comment or judgment on the princess; even if I happen to be in agreement with you.” Heero's voice held a touch of amusement to it with the last words and Duo heaved a sigh of relief. He froze again seconds later when his master spoke again. “You do know that I will have to punish you for your insubordination?”
“I know, master,” Duo replied miserably.
“You are quite right in saying that you do let your mouth run away with you at times and so it is only fitting that your punishment should include that mouth.” Heero released his slave to roll over and lie on his back. “I think that mouth of yours will be better suited to another task.” Pushing the bed clothes down a little, Heero revealed his half hard erection. “Suck me and make it good.”
“Yes, master.” Duo wasn't about to question the order. If this was his punishment he was more than happy to accept it.
*
Quatre ended up showing Relena back to her chambers, Prince Trowa and Prince Milliardo having continued their discussion on warfare once Heero had left. Relena had no desire to listen to any of it and accepted Trowa's offer to have Quatre escort them back to their chambers.
“Have you been here at the castle for long?” Relena asked as they walked.
“Yes, princess, I've been a personal slave to Prince Trowa for a few years now,” Quatre replied politely.
“What about my betrothed's slave, Doo, Dan...”
“You mean Duo, princess?”
“Yes.”
“Duo hasn't been here long, but he is settling in very well.” Quatre replied. He wasn't sure just how much he should tell the princess, being a slave it wasn't his place to talk with the master and mistress. “Ah, here are your chambers, princess. Will you be taking breakfast in your rooms or in the dining room tomorrow morning?”
“I'll take it in my room. I'll have Dorothy fetch it for me.”
“As you wish, princess. I will let the kitchens know.” Quatre bowed, turned and left, grateful to get away. Something wasn't sitting quite right with him regarding the princess, but he couldn't put his finger on what it was.
*
Once Quatre had left, Dorothy set about getting the bed chamber ready for the princess. With the covers turned back and nightdress laid out, Dorothy returned to the sitting room. “Your bed chamber is ready, mistress.”
“Thank you, Dorothy, I'll retire shortly. First, come sit with me.”
Dorothy sat in the small chair opposite the princess and waited. Having been a companion and maid to the princess ever since she was a little girl, Dorothy knew Relena well and when they were alone Relena treated her more like a sister than a maid or slave.
“Tell me, Dorothy, have you managed to learn anything at all about Heero's slave?”
“Not much as yet, mistress. I did observe him during dinner and later this evening though.”
“Hmm...” Relena frowned. “I’m not sure about that slave, Dorothy. The prince seems to pay an awful lot of attention to him.”
“I noticed that too, mistress. During dinner and afterwards the prince constantly dropped his hand to caress the slave.”
“Really?” Relena's scowl deepened.
“And that's not all, mistress.” Dorothy gave a sneer. “I noticed the slave kiss the prince's hand during dinner – and the prince seemed to like it.”
“Is that so?” Relena fell silent, her mind processing what she'd just been told. “I think we need to find out as much as we can about this slave, where he came from, what his duties are to the prince. As I said before, see what you can learn about him, Dorothy, but do it discreetly. I'll also see if I can find out anything about him from the prince.” Relena didn't like the idea at all that her future husband appeared to be enjoying a slave's attentions, especially when that slave was a male.
“Yes, mistress.” Dorothy gave a nasty smile. She didn't care much for the slave at all, he seemed to be more like a frightened mouse to her. Besides, once her mistress was wed, Dorothy was determined to be the only slave the couple would need.
Relena yawned, politely passing a hand over her mouth to hide it. “I think I will go to bed now.” Rising, she made her way through to the bed chamber, Dorothy behind her to assist her mistress.
* * *
Heero woke up to find his slave's head pillowed on his chest, the rest of the slave plastered all over him. He gave a soft smile and relaxed further into the mattress. His day would begin soon enough, but for now he could just lie here for a few minutes longer.
Whilst he lay there, Heero took the opportunity to study his slave as the man slept. Since coming to live at the castle and receiving regular food, the slave had started to fill out. Duo was still slender and always would be as his bone structure was fine. His skin was pale but now had a healthy glow to it; and that hair... being able to bathe regularly and keep his hair clean had made a big difference to the slave. He tended to his hair religiously, keeping it soft and luxurious with the aid of the many different concoctions Sally had made especially for him.
Although he would never outright admit to it, Heero did love that hair. The feel of the silken strands running through his fingers was something he couldn't describe. Having that hair loose when he took his slave added to the sensuality, the long strands teasing and tormenting his body in ways he'd never believed possible.
Although Duo had only been with him a few scant months, Heero couldn't remember his life before the slave – and certainly couldn't envision the future without Duo there.
The pert nose twitched and eyelashes began to flutter, indicating that Duo was waking up.
“Good morning, master,” Duo greeted as his eyes finally opened.
“Morning, Duo.” Heero leaned close and partook of a kiss.
Noting the amount of light filtering into the room, Duo guessed they were a little later than usual in waking. “Shall I fetch your breakfast, master? Or would you prefer me to draw you a bath first?”
“Draw the bath first. Whilst I am bathing you may fetch my breakfast.”
“Yes, master.”
Duo rose from the bed and padded silently through the bed chamber to the door that would take him to the royal bathing chamber and the start of another busy day at the castle.
* * *
Over the course of the next week and a half, Heero did his best to try and spend time with the princess. It wasn't always easy as he still had his royal duties to do, but Trowa also helped out by taking the princess and her brother out and about on tours of the local countryside, showing them both quite a lot of the kingdom that the princess would one day be queen of.
Although Relena would have preferred to have spent more time with her future husband and have Heero be the one to show her around, she did realize that he still had duties to perform. She did note that whilst Heero couldn't spend a lot of time with her, he still managed to have that slave of his with him just about all of the time.
And that fact began to annoy her even more.
She consoled herself with the thought that once they were married she would see more of Heero, she would be the one that took care of him and that would mean he'd no longer need that slave.
The time she did get to spend with Heero was spent getting to know the prince a little better. He was everything she'd ever dreamed about for her prince. He was good looking, calm, well bred with perfect manners and a fine physique. She managed to wrangle being able to attend one of his training sessions with the royal bodyguard – and that only cemented her desire to have him all for herself.
Her attempts to find out more about his slave though didn't go so well. Duo was a constant shadow at his master's side and Relena couldn't very well question Heero about him whilst he was right there, however much she yearned to know more about him. Whenever she tried to question Duo himself, he only answered her with simple yes and no replies. There was no doubt in her mind that the slave was beautiful and totally devoted to Heero, something that sparked the flame of jealousy in her heart.
Dorothy hadn't had much luck either. No one seemed to want to talk much to her about Duo, although she could understand their reluctance to a point. Everyone was busy with the final preparations for the wedding and didn't have time to waste answering seemingly irrelevant questions.
All she was able to learn so far was that Duo had been found by Heero in one of the villages and had come to the castle in a very sorry state. During the course of her investigations, she discovered those slaves and servants that would or would not be willing to talk. So far her best bet for information seemed to be Prince Trowa's slave, Quatre.
The slender blonde was a sweet thing, but very naive. As far as she could tell, he would be the easiest to manipulate and find out the tale behind Prince Heero's slave; and so Dorothy laid her plans. The hardest part would be convincing Quatre to trust her...
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tbc...
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