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Bound, Bonded and Betrayed	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 13360 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"Bound, Bonded and Betrayed"
Chapter 40

After a hearty breakfast at the inn, Duo and Quatre were quickly packing up their own and their masters things, securing them to the pack horses and preparing to ride out for another day of visiting holdings. The weather was still warm, promising to get hotter as the day wore on and Duo was glad he wore a long sleeved shirt to protect his pale skin from getting sunburnt.
Having been raised in the deserts, Quatre knew all about the heat of the sun and how it could burn a person's skin without them knowing. He'd wisely thought to pack a wide brimmed hat and at the last minute had put one in for Duo too. Seeing the other slave's face beginning to redden a little, Quatre nudged Rocky closer to Lily, fiddling with the pack on the back of the saddle at the same time.
“Feeling a little warm?” Quatre asked when he was riding alongside Duo.
“Just a little,” Duo replied.
“Here, take this and put it on,” Quatre said and passed over the hat.
Duo looked curiously at it when he took it from Quatre. It was made of straw, the stalks having been woven together in an intricate pattern to be firm, sturdy and yet lightweight. He looked back at Quatre who had removed a second hat from his saddle pack and put it on.
“It will protect your face from the heat of the sun and prevent you from getting burnt,” Quatre explained.
Duo was familiar with hats, but only those worn by the fine ladies or used in the winter seasons for keeping one's head dry. He'd never worn one in all his life, the hats he'd come across being used only for the master and never a slave. “My master won't be angry?” he asked, a touch of fear in his voice.
“No, your master won't be angry. He'd probably be angry if you were to get badly sunburnt when you can prevent it by wearing the hat,” Quatre replied with a grin.
Duo nodded. He dropped Lily's reins for a moment to slip the hat on his head. He did have to admit, the shade from the brim was a welcome relief.
“Better?” Quatre asked.
“Yes, thank you.”
“My pleasure, Duo.”
The group rode on until they reached the first of the holdings they were to visit that day. Dismounting to take care of the horses, Duo found his master standing in front of him with an amused smile on his face. “Master?”
Heero reached out and touched the hat. “Did Quatre give you this to wear?”
“Yes, master.” Duo's eyes were lowered, unsure if he was in trouble or not.
“I will have to thank him for his forethought. I am not being a very good master to you and I apologize, Duo.”
“Master? You are a very good master, the best,” Duo said quietly. He was quite shocked with his master's apology; master's didn't apologize to slaves!
“If I was a good master I would have thought of the possibility of you getting sunburnt. I will try harder to be a better master to you, Duo.” Words said, Heero turned on his heel and joined his brother and the owner of the holding to discuss their business, leaving a very stunned Duo to take care of the horses.
*
The remainder of the day was much the same as the previous one, several holdings were visited and by the time the sun was starting to drift low in the sky the group were more than ready to call an end to the day's travels.
Another inn in a small village was to be their place of rest that eve, Duo and Quatre seeing to their respective master's comfort once they arrived.
The evening was spent in Prince Trowa's room, talking over the day's travels and discussing the coming visits.
“I think that if we start out not long after daybreak we should manage to finish these last few off by midday and be home at the castle in the early eve,” Prince Trowa stated as he reached for another slice of the warm bread.
“It will mean some hard riding,” Prince Heero stated as he looked over his brother's proposal. “It might not be wise to push the horses too much, they have already covered a lot of ground.”
“That is true,” Prince Trowa replied looking thoughtful.
“Maybe we should continue at a steady pace and see how low the sun is when we've visited the last of the holdings for this area. If it is too low we can always find another inn or camp out for the eve and make out way back to the castle the following morn.”
“In that case, I would suggest we purchase some more provisions too as we won't have enough left for everyone if we do camp out.”
“Then let us see how tomorrow unfolds.” Heero sat back in the comfortable chair.
Trowa couldn't help but wonder at his brother's seeming reluctance to return to the castle as soon as possible. Duo also picked up on his master's desire to remain away from the castle for a little longer and was pretty sure he knew why; but he wasn't about to voice those thoughts.
After chatting for a little while longer, Heero decided it was time to call it a night and left his brother in peace, returning to his own room with Duo and retiring for the night.
* * *
The third day of their travels saw everyone up and about early, enjoying a hearty breakfast before preparing to mount up and head out to the first of the holdings to visit that day. Duo and Quatre were sent to the inn's kitchens to pick up and pack the extra provisions that Prince Trowa had ordered that morn from the inn keeper.
As discussed the previous eve, depending on their schedule and the daylight hours, the prince wanted to be sure they had enough provisions to remain away from the castle for one more night should the need arise.
The day had once again dawned fine and grew hotter as the sun rose higher in the sky. By the time the sun was in the middle of the sky there only remained three holdings left to visit. The heat was starting to get to everyone; including the horses and Prince Heero called for a short rest stop.
Taking the map from his brother whilst the remainder of the group took to the shade and gratefully drank from water skins, Heero scrutinized their planned route to the remaining holdings. When his brother joined him moments later, Heero had formed a plan of sorts in his mind and ran it by his brother.
Trowa's face lit up into a grin when Heero divulged his idea. “I think that would be a wonderful way to finish this day, brother,” Trowa remarked.
“Then you agree?”
“Of course.”
“We should hurry along then and finish our business with these last three holdings. From what I can tell from the map and what I remember of this area from past visits, there should be a clearing suitable for us to camp overnight in by the river's edge.”
“Let us not waste any more time.” Trowa turned back to where the two slaves and the royal guard were standing under the shade of several large trees and informed them of their intent to leave.
Duo was hot, sweaty and very uncomfortable by the time they reached the last of the holdings. Beside him, Quatre wasn't much better, although he did seem to have a bit more tolerance of the heat than Duo – probably due to his desert heritage, Duo thought.
Neither slave could understand why their masters were pushing the group so hard, unless they really wanted to finish their business and return to the castle as quickly as possible. But neither slave was about to question their master either, and neither were any of the royal guard.
The horses were blowing hard, sweat running freely and matting their coats. They showed their displeasure by being stubborn and resisting their riders wherever possible. Even the usually calm and gentle Lily was starting to let Duo know she didn't appreciate being ridden hard in such hot weather, and whilst she hadn't tried to 'chuck him off' as Duo had put it, she had made him work very hard to get her to move faster than a trot.
The business didn't take long, the princes returning and taking their respective mounts' reins from Quatre. Once everyone was mounted again, Heero addressed the group.
“We will be riding back along a couple of tracks towards the river and camping out for the eve,” he told them and declined to elaborate further. Turning Wing's head, Heero rode the reluctant stallion forward, setting a slightly slower pace than before but still moving briskly.
No one dared to question either prince in regards to their decision, they simply rode their own tired horses forward and hoped they wouldn't be traveling for too much longer.
The sun was still beating down relentlessly when Heero rode into the clearing he'd spoken to Trowa about earlier. A large belt of trees ran around the edge with a few scattered within the clearing itself and offering some much needed shade for the weary group.
“We will set up camp here for the eve,” Heero announced and dismounted.
The guards took care of setting the camp up, Duo and Quatre took care of their master's horses and their own, seeing that the equines were unsaddled, checked over, brushed and given food and water. Duo was happy to note that the river was only a very short walk from their camp and the water clean and clear which made carrying the heavy water skin for the horses a little more bearable.
With the horses taken care of the two slaves made their way to the two large tents pitched side by side. The guard had set the tents up with assistance from the princes and now Duo and Quatre brought the saddle bags containing their respective master's belongings to those tents.
The pair split up, each going into one of the tents to set up bed rolls for their masters and unpack the other items they would need. With the slaves preparing the tents for them, the princes took the opportunity to take a walk around their campsite. Everyone was busy with something, setting the tents up, fetching wood for a fire, unpacking supplies and digging out a fire pit. The sun was still hot on their backs and Heero gave a slow smile when he spotted the river through the belt of trees.
“You know what would finish this day off, brother?” he said.
“A glass of wine, bath and soft bed?” Trowa replied with an amused smile.
Heero chuckled. “Well, yes, there is that, but I was thinking more along the lines of a cool, refreshing swim in the river.”
Trowa cocked his head. “Actually, that sounds like a great idea. The perfect way to cool off and get rid of the grime from traveling.”
A wide grin graced the mouth of the elder prince. “Then why are we standing here? Come, let us remove some of this clothing, fetch our slaves and enjoy some relaxation.”
Shaking his head, Trowa followed his brother back to the tents and their slaves.
Having announced their intentions to swim in the river to the royal guard and granting them the same privilege once the campsite was finished being set up, the pair went to find their slaves.
“Master,” Duo said and dropped to his knees when Heero entered the tent.
“Ah, Duo. Have you finished putting everything ready?”
“Almost, Master. I only have the blankets to place on the bed roll for you and I am done.”
“Good. Finish your task and be quick about it, my brother and I are going down to the river to bathe and cool off. Both you and Quatre will join us.”
Duo's eyes widened a touch with the words, but he didn't question the order, he quickly had the blankets out of the pack and placed neatly on the bed roll. Finished with his task, he dropped again to his knees. “Master? I am finished,” he said.
“Good. Come, help me to remove some of this clothing.”
Duo rose and assisted in removing the prince's cloak, vest and boots, leaving the man standing in just his shirt and leggings.
“Thank you.” Heero turned to leave the tent, motioning for Duo to accompany him.
They met with Prince Trowa and Quatre, the former having also been relieved of his boots, vest and cloak and made their way to the river. They walked along the shore line a little way until they found the perfect spot for their swim. The river lapped gently against the larger expanse of shore line, several trees set back a little from the small 'beach' offering some shade from the searing heat.
“This should do perfectly,” Heero said and turned to Duo. “Have you ever been swimming before?”
Duo lowered his head. “No, master.”
“Then I will have to teach you how. It's not too difficult. But first we will need to remove our clothing.” Seeing Duo's look of slight confusion, Heero continued, “It is very hard to swim with your clothes on, they will drag you down and there is a possibility that you could drown. In one way it's like taking a bath, only this is a much larger bath tub.”
“Much larger, master,” Duo replied as he moved to start assisting his master to disrobe. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, although both his master and Quatre had seen him naked on many occasions, Prince Trowa hadn't and Duo hadn't seen the other prince naked either. It seemed the other prince held no such embarrassment though as beside them, Quatre was helping Prince Trowa to remove his shirt, leggings and undergarments. Once both princes were naked, the slaves removed their own clothing and the four made their way to the river's edge.
Duo stared, a little apprehensive at the large expanse of water and despite the heat and sweat still running from his body, he shivered.
“Do not be afraid, Duo. I will not let anything happen to you,” Prince Heero stated and calmly took Duo's hand.
Duo had no choice but to follow his master and gingerly he stepped forward. The cool water lapped at his toes and then swirled gently around his ankles, tickling his skin as he moved a little more into the river. Duo couldn't help it; he laughed.
An amused smile graced the prince's lips as he watched his slave. Duo's laugh was something he loved to hear. Beside them, Prince Trowa and Quatre were also watching as they began to wade deeper into the river.
Feeling a little braver and more secure with his master's hand in his, Duo slowly stepped deeper into the river. The water was cooling to his hot skin, washing away the sweat and grime of their journey and leaving him feeling invigorated. Once the water reached his waist, Duo stopped. He wasn't too sure of going in any further.
Understanding filled the prince's eyes and he allowed Duo to stop and gain some confidence. “Let yourself relax and cool down a bit, then I will teach you the basic strokes to swim and keep yourself afloat,” he told the slave.
Duo nodded and turned his eyes to where Prince Trowa and Quatre were. The other two had moved into the deeper water and were swimming around. Prince Trowa moved through the liquid with ease, long, tanned arms pulling his body along and looking completely at home in the water. Quatre wasn't nearly as graceful as his master, his strokes were a little uncoordinated and choppy, but he was staying afloat and moving around a little.
That made sense to Duo. Given that the other slave was from the deserts there wouldn't have been much in the way of water for him to swim in. Thinking back over his own life, the only body of water Duo had been in was the duck pond on one of his master's holdings – and that had only been to bathe. The duck pond hadn't been too deep, just a couple of feet of murky water with another layer of mud and slime underneath, nothing at all like the sandy floor and crystal clear water of the river bed.
Noting his slave had gained some confidence, Heero began to teach him a few basic strokes, enough to have him moving slowly through the water under his own steam. Duo wasn't confident enough to move any deeper than his waist and Heero wasn't about to push him either. It had taken Heero quite some time to build the fragile trust between himself and his slave and he'd also promised never to hurt him. To push Duo now would not only result in Duo possibly floundering and swallowing water, but it could also destroy that fragile bond.
“I am going to go in deeper and swim a little,” Heero informed his slave. “You stay here in the shallower water and practice,” he added when he saw the look of panic begin to cross Duo's face.
A relieved sigh came from Duo. For a moment there he thought his master would require him to join him in the deep water. “Yes, master,” he said softly.
Noting what his brother was up to, Prince Trowa joined Heero and the pair began to swim across the river to the other bank, enjoying the cool water and exercise. With the two princes swimming together, Quatre made his way back to where Duo was standing.
“It is much cooler in here,” Quatre stated.
“Yes, it is,” Duo agreed.
“Come, let us practice the strokes your master taught you whilst they are busy.”
With a smile at his fellow slave, Duo sank lower into the water and began to practice.
*
After a short while practicing the strokes his master had taught him, Quatre thought Duo was proficient enough and wasn't likely to drown any time soon. Rather than continue practicing in the current manner, Quatre thought a little fun was in order. They could play around and Duo would still be able to practice at the same time.
Quatre initiated a game of 'tag' and made sure to stay in the shallower part of the river as they played. Whilst he was by no means a good swimmer himself, Quatre was still a bit stronger than Duo. They chased each other around, splashing and diving underwater, enjoying their game. From the deeper parts of the river, the two princes watched their slaves cavorting around with amused smiles. Heero was pleased to see his slave relaxed and obviously happy.
Having almost exhausted themselves, Quatre and Duo called a halt to their game, standing in the water as they recovered their breath. They chatted quietly to each other when Duo suddenly jumped and gave a strangled squeal of fright, frantically looking around himself.
“Duo?” Quatre questioned. “What's wrong?”
“S- S- Something touched my leg,” Duo stuttered out, still shaking.
Quatre turned his attention to the water, eyes raking over what he could see in an attempt to find just what it was that had scared his fellow slave.
The two princes had also witnessed, and heard, Duo's distress and were rapidly making their way back across the river to find out what was wrong.
“There's something in the water, it tried to grab my leg,” Duo told his master when Heero had arrived and asked what had happened.
The four of them all began to scour the water, trying to see if they could spot what it was that had tried to attack Duo. Prince Heero was well aware that sometimes snakes lived near water sources and often swam in them too, but he'd never heard of any snakes in this particular river. Suddenly Quatre squeaked and froze.
“It touched me,” Quatre whispered out, still motionless. Slowly he lowered his eyes, squinting at the water and trying to determine what it was that had brushed against him. Moments later he began to laugh. “Ohh, that tickles,” he snorted.
The two princes and Duo all looked at Quatre with curiosity in their eyes. Then Duo jumped again and frantically looked around; seconds later, Prince Trowa also jumped and then began to laugh.
Prince Heero shook his head, but when Duo also started to laugh, he wondered if the three of them had lost their minds. Then something brushed against his thigh, the back of his knee followed by a tickling sensation to the top of his foot. He managed to catch a glimpse of what was causing all the mayhem and began to chuckle along with the others.
A school of fish had appeared and were obviously curious as to what was in their domain and had decided to investigate. Lazily they swam around the humans, brushing against legs, feet, bellies and the occasional backside and groin, pausing from time to time to nibble on the flesh and sending the humans into hysterics with the tickling sensations.
“They're just fish,” Prince Heero announced in-between chuckles.
Duo was laughing so much he had tears running down his cheeks. Now he was aware of exactly what was 'attacking' him, he'd gotten over his fear and tried to avoid the curious investigations of his person by the fish.
After several minutes, the fish grew bored with their game and swam away, leaving the four humans to recover from their mirth.
With the fish now gone, the four soon brought their laughter under control, Prince Heero turned to look at his slave, watching as Duo brushed the tears from his face. He'd undone his braid and the lengthy mane stuck to his skin and pooled in the water around him. Heero felt his breath catch at the sight. Duo looked so much like a fey creature, a child of the woods or water, innocent and beautiful.
The prince couldn't help his body's reaction to his slave and he swiftly moved to embrace Duo in his arms, kissing his slave until Duo thought his legs would give out on him.
Smiling at his brother, Prince Trowa took his slave by the hand and they left the pair alone in the water, retreating to the trees to enjoy their own intimacy.
Having quickly prepared Duo, Heero slid into the warm channel, taking it slow and easy as he was well aware he hadn't used any oil to make things easier. Giving Duo plenty of time to adjust, he began to make slow, gentle love to the beauty.
The intentions of his master were not unexpected, the kiss and hardness rubbing against his belly had been a clear indication that his master desired his body and Duo willingly surrendered. There was some burning at first which soon eased off and Duo was surprised with the slow, tender pace his master set – but he did appreciate that his master was obviously thinking of his comfort.
The water lapped against their bodies, Duo doing his best to keep his footing on the river bed while his master thrust into his body from behind. In the belt of the trees he could just make out the shadows of Prince Trowa and Quatre, the two also engaged in pleasuring each other. His master hit his prostate and all thoughts other than the pleasure he was feeling fled his mind.
Even though his pace was slow, it didn't take the prince long to find his completion. He moaned and buried his face against the back of Duo's neck, the shudders pulsing through his body while his seed spurted into Duo's. He remained half sprawled across Duo's back, softened cock still inside his slave as he recovered from his climax.
Unwilling to leave, he reached around Duo's bent form and grasped his slave's hard cock, sliding his hand up and down the rigid length. “Come for me, Duo,” he murmured against his slave's neck.
Duo didn't hesitate, he let the pleasure his master was gifting him burn through his body and ignite the fire. That fire quickly fed to become an inferno and with a muffled cry, Duo let go. His essence pumped out to be washed away in the river, body sagging as all brain function went off line. Only his master's strong arm around his waist kept him from plunging into the water and drowning.
With Duo's climax, his passage began to ripple and pushed Heero's softened cock from within. Feeling his slave losing his balance, Heero tightened his grip around Duo's waist and kept him upright until the young slave came back to himself. “Did you enjoy that?” Heero asked once Duo was able to support his weight again.
“Very much, master,” Duo replied, his eyes still slightly glazed.
“As did I. You are such a treasure, Duo and I never intend to let you leave me.” Prince Heero kissed Duo deeply.
“Come, it won't be long until the sun is gone and we need to eat and plan our trip home for tomorrow.” Releasing his slave, Heero began to walk towards the shore, Duo following behind.
Prince Trowa and Quatre soon joined them after taking a quick dip to wash off the evidence of their joining. With clothes back on, they made their way back to the campsite and food.
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tbc...
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