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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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"Bound, Bonded and Betrayed"
Chapter 20
Relena cast a glance at her husband, a scowl forming on her features as she noted the prince's preoccupation. The carriage rumbled along, the steady trot of the horses covering the ground rapidly and closing the distance to the Castle steadily. Soon they would be back at the castle and her life as the crown princess would begin. Heero would return to his duties and she had no idea of just how much time she would get to spend with her beloved once reality crept back in.
Although their honeymoon had been but two days alone together, she had enjoyed them for the most part. She would have preferred to have had longer, just her and her prince, but she knew Heero couldn't stay away for too long. Yes, she could appreciate and accept that he still had his work to perform, but it didn't mean she had to like it.
And then there was that slave...
Although the slave had not done anything other than be there to serve the prince, Relena couldn't help but feel the green eyed monster rearing its head inside her chest whenever she thought about him. She somehow needed to show her husband that he no longer needed that slave, that she would be perfectly capable of looking after him. Unfortunately that would take some time to accomplish and Relena wasn't one to want to spend time doing anything she didn't have to. Silently she thought about ways to get rid of the slave and hoped that Dorothy would have learned a little more about Duo and his relationship to the prince.
* * *
Quatre cracked open a sleepy eye and grunted. “Why all the noise?” he grumbled to Duo who was sitting on his bed, brushing his long hair and humming away.
“My master is back today,” Duo replied, adding a look that clearly said 'You should know that'.
“Ah, that's right.” Quatre's eyes twinkled with mischief. “Anyone would think you've missed him,” he teased.
Duo snorted and chose to ignore the comment. “Do you know when he will be arriving?” he asked, changing the subject slightly.
Sitting up in his bed, Quatre stretched and yawned. “No, I don't. I would assume it will be early afternoon.”
“Hmm. Do you think Prince Trowa will let me tidy up my master's chambers and prepare them for his return?”
Quatre hadn't got the heart to tell Duo that there wouldn’t be much to do at all in preparation for Prince Heero's return, the man had only been gone for two days! “I'm sure he will allow it, Duo, but it would be best to ask him.”
“Okay.”
“Are you bathing this morning or later?” Quatre asked as he climbed out of his bed and stretched.
“I'll bathe later, after I've finished cleaning up my master's chambers, that way I'll be all clean for when he returns.”
A soft chuckle escaped Quatre at the young slave's enthusiasm. “I think I'll take a quick bath now. Once I'm done would you come with me to fetch Prince Trowa's breakfast and ours?”
“Sure.”
* * *
Although there wasn't much to be done in the prince's chambers, Duo still pottered around, tiding up the prince's wardrobe of clothing, checking the bed coverings were smoothed out, that there was no dust on any of the furnishings. When he ran out of things to do in the chambers, he fetched several pairs of his master's boots and spent quite some time cleaning and polishing them, even though he'd only done them all days earlier.
Dorothy had appeared to find out what he was doing and passed a few snide comments, comments Duo chose to ignore. His heart was light, his master was returning and Duo wasn't about to let the other slave ruin his good mood. When there was nothing more he could do, Duo returned to Prince Trowa's chambers and gave Quatre a hand to tidy up there.
During lunch the prince informed them that his brother and his wife were expected back at the castle in the late afternoon. Lookouts had been posted to alert the royals when the prince's carriage was spotted so they could all be present to welcome the couple back.
With lunch finished, Duo took the dishes back to the kitchens before returning to his shared quarters and taking a long bath. Prince Trowa had given him permission to bathe and prepare himself for his master's return and Duo intended to make himself as presentable as possible so his master would be proud of him.
He washed his hair, pouring extra of the conditioner on the silken strands and allowing it to soak in. He scrubbed his milky skin until it almost glowed. Satisfied, he rinsed off and climbed out of the tub. Wrapping a cloth around himself and one around his hair, he returned to the shared quarters to find Quatre waiting for him.
“Is there something wrong?” Duo immediately asked, his skin paling.
“No, there's nothing wrong, Duo. My master is busy talking with the King and requested I come back here. I thought I'd help you with your hair if you don't mind?” Quatre said and waved the brush he held in the air.
“Ah.” Duo visibly relaxed. “Thank you.” Drying himself off, Duo slipped on a pair of silken pants and proceeded to squeeze as much water as he could from his locks. With a dry cloth draped around his shoulders, Duo crawled onto the bed to sit between Quatre's legs.
The blonde began to finger comb through the mass first, managing to remove several tangles before picking up the brush and starting to work through the mass.
The gentle brushing soon soothed Duo's nervous energy and he found himself relaxing back, his eyes half closed in bliss.
Quatre took his time, gently separating the strands and teasing the knots from them. Once done he continued to brush the mass, aiding in the drying of the locks. When the strands were completely dry, Quatre divided it into three segments and began to braid it. “There you are, all done,” he said and sat back.
Continuing to lean against the blonde, Duo remained relaxed and unwilling to move for the moment. Given the passage of time though, he reluctantly pushed himself up. A hand went to the back of his neck and grasped the rope of hair, pulling it over his shoulder to see that Quatre had done a wonderful job with his braiding. “Thank you, Quatre.”
“You're welcome.”
Duo fetched his vest and put it on, the amulets were snapped around his wrists and ankles followed by the collar around his neck. A pair of golden slippers were the last thing to be pulled on and Duo was ready to greet his master. With there being nothing more he could do, Duo sat on the bed and waited.
Just as Duo was starting to get quite edgy, one of the castle messengers knocked on the door. Quatre opened it and took the message, thanking the young boy. “The carriage has been spotted,” he told Duo. “The royal guard has gone out to meet it and join up with the guards the prince took with him and escort them in.”
“He's almost here?” Duo's eyes shone with excitement.
“Yes, Duo. Prince Heero is almost home. Come, let us go to my master's chambers and join him to welcome them back.” Taking the excited slave's hand in his, Quatre led them back through the castle to Trowa's rooms.
* * *
Heero glanced out the carriage window when he spotted horsemen coming towards them and recognized the castle guard. “We are not far away now,” he informed his bride. “The royal guard has been sent to escort us in.”
“Thank goodness,” Relena replied. “I'm tired, hot and dusty. I hope Dorothy has drawn a bath for me, I could do with a long soak.”
“We will be dining with my parents this evening, no doubt they will want to welcome us back properly,” Heero stated.
“Of course,” Relena replied sweetly. “But I will need to clean myself up and do something with my hair, it's all wind blown, plus my skin is drying out...”
Heero tuned her out and gazed out the window. Up ahead he could make out the towers of the castle and his heart lightened. It would be good to return home, to see his parents and his brother again... and his slave. A small smile creased his lips as he thought about Duo. He hoped his long haired slave had behaved himself in his absence, although he was pretty sure Duo would have done everything he was told to.
The castle began to increase in size as the horses pressed on and soon enough they were approaching the massive entry. The coachman brought the horses back to a slow trot, the royal guard entering the castle just ahead of the carriage. The horses hooves made a clattering sound as they crossed over the wooden drawbridge and entered the cobbled area inside. Drawing back on the reins, the horses slowed to a walk, the coachman swinging them around and bringing the carriage to a halt by the stone steps that led to the entry to the castle itself.
Standing on the steps beside Quatre and Prince Trowa, Duo was almost bursting with excitement and happiness at having his master return. Everyone had assured him that the prince would return and whilst Duo believed them, he still couldn't help a sliver of doubt. Now his master was back and Duo couldn't wait to see him again.
The footman stepped up and lowered the steps to the carriage before opening the door. Prince Heero stepped down first and offered his hand to the princess who took it and alighted the carriage.
“Welcome home, my son,” King Treize greeted and stepped forward to embrace his son.
“Father,” Heero said and bowed before returning the brief hug. “Mother.” Heero stepped towards his mother and gave her a kiss to the cheek. His eyes immediately shot to his brother and continued on in their scanning of the people present. He was looking for one person in particular. His eyes alighted on Duo standing next to Quatre, his head bowed and body almost quivering on the spot. He smiled to himself.
Once Heero had finished greeting their parents, Trowa stepped forward and shook hands with his sibling. “It's good to have you back, Heero.”
“It's good to be back, brother. I trust you didn't have any problems whilst I was away?”
Trowa knew by the statement that his brother wasn't just asking about the work side of things. “Everything has been perfectly fine.” Lowering his voice he added, “Duo has been a model slave, you should be proud of him.”
“Thank you.” Heero turned his attention from his brother to his slave. “Duo?” he said softly.
Hearing that familiar voice sent shivers down Duo's spine and he immediately stepped forward and sank to his knees. “Master, it is good to have you back,” he said quietly.
“The main luggage will be taken directly to our chambers but there is a small case inside the carriage I wish you to bring up for me.”
“Yes, master.”
“I will see you in my chambers shortly. Thank you, Duo.”
Whilst Heero had been greeting his parents and brother, the princess followed behind, greeting the King and then the Queen. She didn't bother with Prince Trowa, rather she scanned around looking for Dorothy. The maid had been waiting patiently just behind Quatre and Duo. Once she spotted her mistress she moved forward a little and went to her side once she'd finished greeting her in-laws.
“Welcome home, mistress,” Dorothy greeted with a curtsey.
“Thank you, Dorothy..”
“How was your trip?”
“Tiring and dusty. Dorothy, please prepare a bath, I need to clean myself of the travel dirt. I will be up shortly, first I need to partake of some refreshment after such a long journey.”
“As you wish, mistress.”
Dismissing the maid, Relena turned to see Heero waiting for her and she moved across to join him, slipping her arm though his offered one. They fell into step behind the King and Queen, entering the castle and heading for one of the smaller parlors to relax and enjoy some refreshment before retiring to their chambers to bathe and prepare for dinner.
*
Once the royal family had left, Duo skipped down the steps to the carriage and retrieved the case his master had asked him to. Carrying it carefully he headed back inside the castle and to his master's chambers. Several other slaves carried the luggage from the carriage to the chambers and deposited the various cases just inside the bed chamber.
Duo set the small case down by his master's bed and turned his attention to the rest of the luggage. He could easily pick out his master's luggage from that of the princess and deciding he wanted to impress his master, Duo managed to carry the item across the room and set it beside the bed. Opening the case he started to remove his master's clothing and other items, carefully checking them over and placing the soiled garments to one side to be taken to the laundry for cleaning. The other items of clothing he folded and put away. He was about half way through his task when he heard someone entering the chambers.
Not sure who the person would be, Duo paused in his work and lowered his head, waiting to see who was there. Moments later the skirts of a familiar figure came into view. Duo gave a soft sigh and resumed his work. Dorothy gave a sneer when she spotted Duo already at work unpacking.
“Do not touch the princess' things,” she snapped.
Duo looked up at the sharp tone. “I won't,” he replied, a little put out by the tone of voice the maid had used.
“Good.” Dorothy turned around and began to rummage through the princess' things, returning to the bed to lay out a set of clothing. “My mistress will be up here shortly and wishes to bathe. I expect you to make yourself scarce,” she ordered.
Violet eyes blinked at the woman. “I will leave if my master orders me to,” he replied.
Dorothy narrowed her eyes. “You will not be present when my mistress returns from her bathing, she does not need to have you around.” Seeing the unsure look on the slave's face, Dorothy continued, “It is forbidden for a slave as low as you to see the princess in anything other than her full dress. That is punishable by flogging or even death,” she stated cruelly and watched the slave carefully.
Duo couldn't help the flinch as the words were spoken. He shuddered at the thought of a flogging, painful memories of his previous existence coming back to haunt him. Aside from the threat of retribution against his person, Duo really didn't want to see the princess in any way other than fully clothed.
The flinch and shudder didn't go unnoticed by the maid and she smiled evilly to herself. It seemed that what Quatre had said about Duo's past was true. Such a frightened little mouse, she thought to herself. She couldn't wait to tell her mistress all she'd found out about the slave. “I am going to prepare the bath for my mistress,' she stated and flounced out of the room, leaving Duo to his thoughts.
Once the maid had left, Duo released a breath he hadn't been aware he was holding. He glanced down to the shirt he held in his hands. The maid's cruel words had unbalanced him and taken away some of the joy he'd been feeling with his master's return. Now he was unsure what to do. His master had told him he would see him in his chambers and that meant he needed to wait here for his master's return. But Dorothy had specifically told him he needed to be out of here before the princess came up to take her bath – if he didn't he could be in serious trouble.
Chewing on his bottom lip, Duo decided to continue with his current task and hope his master came to the chambers first.
*
Having sat with his parents and brother for a little while and feeling a little more refreshed, Heero decided it was time to return to his chambers, get cleaned up and rest a little before dinner. The trip back had tired him somewhat, but Heero was also eager to spend a little time alone with his slave. Relena had chattered away, doing enough talking for the both of them as she told the king and queen all about their honeymoon. Deciding to leave his new wife talking with his parents he got to his feet and made his excuses to retire for a while.
Entering his chambers a few minutes later, Heero felt his heart rate quicken a touch. Stepping into the bed chamber he spotted Duo folding up clothing and putting it away.
As soon as the slave registered his presence, Duo dropped to his knees and lowered his head. “Master,” he greeted.
“You have been busy I see,” Heero commented as he took in the work Duo had been doing.
“I hope I was not out of line in unpacking for you, Master?”
“No, Duo. Not at all. Thank you for seeing to the unpacking.” Heero glanced around and noted the princess' luggage still sitting on the floor and he frowned. “You have not unpacked for the princess?”
A slight tremble ran through Duo. “No, master. I was told by the mistress' maid to leave the mistress' things alone. I have only unpacked your things.”
The tremble did not go unnoticed by Heero and the slave's reply had a spark of anger flaring in his chest. “That is fine, Duo. If the maid does not want you to help then so be it. You may leave the unpacking to her,” he said firmly. Heero stepped up close to where Duo was kneeling. “Stand up,” he ordered.
Duo did as he was bid, rising to his feet but keeping his head bowed.
“Look at me,” Heero commanded softly.
Slowly Duo raised his head, his violet eyes following and gazing into the clear blue of his master's irises. Before he knew what was happening, his master drew him forth, enveloping him in a hug as lips sought out his own and proceeded to kiss him senseless.
Finally releasing the slave, Heero pulled back a touch, pleased to see the dazed expression on Duo's face. “I have to admit, I have missed you, Duo.” Heero pressed forward again and stole another kiss from his willing and eager slave.
Dorothy chose that moment to step back into the bed chamber, neither Duo or the prince hearing her approach. She gave a startled gasp when she walked in and caught the pair of them in a deep kiss. Her eyes widened and her hand flew to her mouth before anger set in.
Hearing the gasp, Heero removed his lips from Duo's and spun around. His face darkened when he saw the maid and the look on her face. The fact that she didn't curtsey or show any form of respect to him had Heero's anger flaring further. “Do you not know your place?” he demanded, his tone harsh.
The maid's face paled with the words and tone and instantly she curtseyed, bowed her head and lowered her eyes. Keeping her face neutral and her voice steady, she spoke softly. “My apologies, sire. I wasn't expecting anyone to be present.”
“In future you will knock and wait to be granted entry. Your mistress may be my wife, but that does not mean you can take liberties. You will behave like any other slave here at the castle; is that clear? In fact, you might be wise to follow Duo's example of how a well behaved slave acts,” Heero snarled.
“Yes, sire. It will not happen again.” Dorothy was seething inside.
“Good. You may leave and do not come back into this bed chamber without permission.”
“Yes, sire.” Dorothy curtseyed again and hastily left.
Duo had watched the proceedings with a mix of emotions. He'd been shocked at the audacity of the maid. Even he knew it was basic training for a slave to knock and wait for permission before entering a master's quarters. The fact that she'd come in when his master had been kissing him didn't bother him so much as the suppressed anger he could see hidden in the maid's slender body. His inner instincts told him to be wary around the maid.
“I will speak to my wife regarding her maid's lack of training,” Heero growled as he turned back to Duo. He raised a hand to Duo's cheek and caressed it gently. “My brother tells me you have been very well behaved whilst I have been gone.”
Duo blushed a little. “I have only followed my orders from the prince.”
“That is good. I'm proud of you, Duo.” Heero stole another kiss, his body beginning to react to the closeness of the alluring slave. His groin began to tighten and Heero pulled his slave closer to him, pressing his need against the violet eyed slave. Duo moaned low in the back of his throat, all thoughts escaping him other than the feel of his master's lips, tongue and body against his own.
Not trusting his wife's maid to remain away from the bed chamber, Heero released his slave from the kiss and broke the embrace. “Although it has been pleasurable on my honeymoon, I am afraid I will need your assistance to take care of this problem you seem to have caused me.” Noting the confused look in Duo's eyes, Heero moved to the side and began to walk towards the door that would take him into Duo's quarters. “Come,” he ordered.
Duo obediently followed, his mind supplying him with what his master probably had in mind. Being sure to close the door behind him, Duo walked across the small room to where his master sat upon his bed and dropped to his knees by his master's legs.
Heero ran his hand across the top of Duo's head before sliding across a cheek to Duo's chin and raising the young man's face. “I have need of that talented mouth of yours,” Heero said huskily. With the words said, he leaned back a touch to give Duo easy access to the lacings of his breeches.
Eager to comply, Duo brought his hands forth and began to unfasten those pants and free his master's tortured cock. Taking hold of the base, Duo brought his mouth forward and enveloped the head, applying all his skills to bring his master off.
Out in the sitting area of the chambers, Dorothy sat in one of the chairs and silently fumed. She was annoyed at the prince for the scathing attack on her, but she was more angry over the words he'd said in regards to her learning her place from Duo. The humiliation served to make her even more determined to get rid of that slave once and for all.
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tbc...
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