Bound by Choice (Ch. 45 up!)

Giving you guys a heads-up, there will be usage of drugs by characters, knowingly and unknowingly. It doesn\'t mean that I condone it, but it was something I added to give things a twist...and also there is definitely lemon in later chapters, a free-for-all. ^_-


Ch.5

Once they walked out of the doors of the office building, a stretch SUV limo pulled up. “WOW, now that’s what I call a ride! That thing’s bigger than my apartment!” “Get in, Duo, we can watch TV on the way, and have something to snack on. Are you hungry?” “You bet your ass I am! I haven’t eaten since the other day!” Duo jumped into the limo, landing on a wrap-around sofa.

Duo awed at the luxuriousness of the limo; the sofa was made of soft leather, there was a 30 inch plasma screen TV, a wet-bar, and a mini fridge, stocked with appetizers and other snacks, he noticed. He was bouncing all over the place, looking at everything. Treize watched him as he made his way over to the wet bar. “Do you want something to drink, Duo?” Duo stopped. Man, and alcohol in here too? Free alkie? \'This shit is just too damn nice,\' he thought. “What do you suggest?”

“Hmm, how ‘bout a Tom Collins? It tastes like lemonade, but harder. “Sounds great to me,” he shrugged. He mixed up the gin and sour mix, threw in a couple of cherries, and handed it to Duo. “Here you go, Duo, hope you like it. Believe it or not, one of my first jobs was a bartender. Guess the habit never left.”

Duo took the drink, and looked at the cherries. He took them out and holding it up in the air before his mouth, flicked out his tongue and took them into his mouth. Treize gaped at the boy’s mouth. It was taking everything in his power to keep from jumping him then and there. He softly clicked his mouth shut. Duo noticed that he was staring and asked, “Is something wrong?” he blinked. “No, nothing, it’s just that, it looked as though you were gonna drop that. I love cherries, you see,” he lied. “All fruit, actually.”

Duo smiled. \'Hah! I knew it! He is like my pervy uncle! But at least this guy’s handsome. What the hell am I thinking? Like I’d let somebody do that shit to me willingly! Look at him! He’s torn between jumping my ass now, or to playing it cool. This shit is getting unreal! But hey, at least he’s rich…\'

They sat down and watched the news, and surfed some more channels. Duo couldn’t decide what to watch; he’d never had that many channels, even when he was living with Tubarov. He was gone so much; he didn’t see the need to have cable. About a half hour into the ride, Duo noticed that his head started to hurt. “Owww, hey Treize, what was in that Tom Collins, anyway?” “Oh, a sour mix, and gin.—“ \"Oh, shit, I should’ve told you, gin gives me an awful headache, so anything with gin it solely is gonna get me later.” “I’m sorry, Duo, but I don’t have any aspirin here; it’s at home. I’ll get you some as soon as we get there, okay? How about I give you a temple message? They usually help.” “Huh? Oh, okay. I’m buzzed, but my head’s pounding.”

Treize shifted closer to Duo, and had him turn his back to him. He lifted his long braid to keep from sitting on it. He wanted to keep touching it, but he didn’t want to make him uncomfortable from the start. He’d have to go a little slowly with this one. The other boys knew what they were getting into, and their preferences were made clear. It seemed to him that this one was still trying to figure things out, even if he has had sex with women. \'Well he’ll straighten him out soon enough.\' He brought his hands up to the boy’s temples, and started going in circles. Duo started to relax. “That feels…nice…” he purred. He leaned back onto Treize. After about 10 minutes of doing that, he moved to his shoulders. “You feel so tense, Duo. Just relax, and take a nap. We’ll be there soon, and I’ll wake you up when we get close.”

Treize stroked Duo’s bangs while he slept. His fingers became rather oily as a result. \'Hmm, definitely got to get him in a bath once the contract is negotiated. His hair is so pretty—he’s a perfect contrast to my Zechs. I can’t wait to see them together.\'

He looked down at Duo, who seemed to be having a somewhat fitful sleep; he was frowning every now and then. \"Normally my new servants know what they’re getting into, but he seems rather weary still.\" Treize mumbled to himself. \"I might have to sneak something on him to loosen him up. He seems to have the potential to be a great toy to myself and others, but he needs to \'come out\' in order to play properly. And when he does, he’ll be just as irresistible as the other four boys in the main house.\"

Then his eyes brightened. “I know! I’ll use the guys to warm him up to things. That, plus my ‘aspirin’ will soothe things. Yes, my Duo, wait until you meet the others; they’ll just adore you,” he grinned. He reached over Duo slowly as to not wake him, and he called his estate. “Pagan, I want you to do me a favor.” “What is it you wish Master Trieze?” Pagan replied.

“I want you to dress the boys in servants’ clothes.” “But sir, this is not the day for them to wear clothes—“ “—I know, but I’m bringing my latest…acquisition right now, he’s one of those who’s ‘still hiding’, so to speak. I don’t want to freak him out.” Treize said. “I understand, sir. I shall have them prepared by the time you get home. Just let me know when you want them introduced.” “Thanks, Pagan.” Then Trieze hung up the phone.

They rode like this, with his head in Trieze’s lap, for the next half-hour. When he noticed the sign which marked the beginning of his land, he nudged Duo awake. “Wake up, Duo, we’re at my estate.”

“Mmmm, huh? We are?” He stretched and yawned. When he brushed against something silky—Trieze’s suit—his eyes flew open and he realized he had fell asleep in the man’s lap. He rose up with a start, blushing. “I’m-I’m sorry! I didn’t slobber on you, did I?” “No, no you didn’t, I was giving you a temporal message, and you merely fell asleep. I didn’t want to disturb you, so I let you catch some z’s. Here we are at the beginning of my estate now, Duo.”

“Wow, are we at the house yet?” he asked. “No, like I said, we’re at the beginning. Due to the need for privacy, I have a thick forest before the house itself.” He wasn’t kidding; when Duo looked out of the window, he could barely see forty yards in. This lasted about 20 minutes into the property. Then suddenly, everything cleared, and a huge mansion loomed ahead. Duo didn’t say anything, he was so shocked. It was a cream-colored mansion, with three floors, but they stretched in the distance it seemed to either side.

The limo pulled up to the front of the house, and the driver got out and opened the door. They stepped out, and Duo looked up at the place. “Damn, this place is fuckin’ huge!!!” he grinned. “Ah, welcome, Duo, to the estate,” Pagan said as he opened the huge oak doors. “Hey, old man, you seem cool, what’s your name?” “My name is Pagan, sir. I’ve worked here for years, with Master Trieze himself, and before that, his father.” Duo was still too amazed by it all, and he hadn’t even stepped foot in the house yet.

He had a feeling that he was being watched. He looked up, and his eyes landed on a third-floor balcony. He saw four sets of eyes looking down at him, and then duck out of sight. \'Huh? Who are they? If I didn’t know better, they look my age. I guess they’re there to help ol’ Pagan out; he is up in age, obviously.\' “Let’s go inside so we can discuss your contract, and get you something for your headache,” Trieze offered. Pagan held open the door for them, and it closed after them surprisingly with a click despite its huge size. They walked down the hall to Treize’s personal elevator, to go up to his office. Everything was lush and rich, so he was constantly tugging Duo down the hall. Actually, it was the perfect chance to touch him. He could tell he was lean and muscular.

Soon, they made it to his office. It actually was his suite, with the office being the main part, but it lead to another section that was his bedroom suite, closed off from the office itself. “Have a seat, Duo.” Treize sat at his desk, and opened one of the drawers, bringing out a bottle. \'Looks like aspirin, but is the best ecstasy money can buy. He won’t know what hit him until he gets around the boys.\' He took out one, and poured a glass of water, handing both to Duo. “Here you go the aspirin I mentioned.”
“Thanks, man, I should’ve warned you about the gin if you had any. Why only one?” “They’re pretty strong.” He watched him carefully. “Go ahead, so we can get started.” Duo downed the pill, and gulped some water.

“Now, let’s get started, shall we?”