"Arabian Nights"
Part 51
by Mel
“Is he awake yet?”
Jared stirred, the sound of voices dragging him from sweet oblivion. In a real bed for the first time in many years, Jared had slept like the dead. It had been a long time since he had been able to do that, and he was not ready to wake yet.
“Let him sleep, Orli, the Prince said not to disturb him.”
“But Ian will be here any second, I don’t want into any trouble because he’s slept in.”
“You wont get into any trouble, Viggo said he could sleep, what would you do if Viggo found out you’d disobeyed him?”
“That’s a low blow, Lij.”
The three voices intruded, pulling him towards wakefulness whether he wished it or not. He cracked an eye open. The three boys were standing by the doorway arguing, obviously about whether to wake him or not.
From the limited information he’d been directly given, Jared was here to teach the boys the finer arts of pleasing their Master in the bedroom. The familiarity they had treated each other with yesterday, however, left Jared in doubt. Why would they need someone to teach them when the Prince already seemed so happy with them? Or when Dominic could probably teach them what they needed to know.
When would the Prince grow tired of having him here and sell
him to someone
else?
Sighing to himself, Jared sat up, he would just have to make it so the Prince would never forget him, even when he was tired of him. Perhaps the Prince would then give him to a nice Master.
“It’s ok, I’m awake.”
The three boys turned to him, slightly relieved smiles on their faces.
“Thank goodness we wont have to wake you!” Orli smiled and Jared couldn’t help it, the boy’s enthusiasm was catchy. Jared would have to teach him how to use that to his advantage.
Dominic was also grinning. “The slave trainer Ian will be here shortly. He was the one who convinced Viggo the virgin boys here need tuition.”
“Just who are you calling ‘virgin’.” Orli bristled, Jared could quiet tell how much the boy was joking or not. So he was passionate too, a wonderful mix that Jared was sure he could use.
“Are you feeling better?” Elijah asked, looking concerned, “you slept the rest of the day, and the night as well. We were afraid we would wake you when we got into bed, but you just kept sleeping.”
Elijah would be very attentive, Jared decided, but without the same excitement Orli seemed to have. His willingness to please would certainly be his best trait. Jared was sure the boy could be very pleasing, given the right master. And Viggo, Jared was sure, would be wonderful for him.
“I am much better now, thank you for allowing me to sleep.”
“Viggo was very firm. Orli wanted to start last night. We were not to wake you.” Elijah’s concern was replaced with a smile. “He worries too much sometimes, but he does care about all of us.”
Jared successfully stilled the hope that fluttered in his belly. Disappointment would only follow. But Elijah appeared close to the Prince for all his aloofness the day before. Perhaps Jared would be able to get Orli and Elijah to practice on each other before he could test their skills on the Prince.
“Can you teach me that amazing thing you did with your tongue?” Orli asked suddenly, bouncing on the balls of his feet. He was so easily excited. Jared hid a grin.
“Orli,” Elijah hissed, actually flushing. The two were a very good contrast of one another. “He’s only just woken up.”
“Please, Lij?” Orli’s eyes went impossibly wide, and Elijah actually squirmed. He pouted just enough to capture attention and pull heartstrings, but not enough to look stupid. He relaxed his body, sidling closer to him, wilding the smaller boy so naturally Jared was caught by surprise. The boy could charm the dead. “It’ll be fun, something you can show Sean later. Come on.”
So the young harem boy and the Captain’s slave were an item, Jared filed the tidbit of information away. He wondered if the Prince knew, and guessed that he must. The two boy’s were open enough with their talk to mention it aloud, it must be something they all knew.
“Jared’s tired,” Elijah tried, squirming stubbornly, trying to withstand Orli’s look.
“I’m awake now,” Jared smiled, Elijah looked every bit the frightened kitten. He would ensure that the younger man would get over this fear of preforming. He did have a duty to the prince after all, wether the Prince wanted it or not. “And I’d be happy to start teaching you both.”
Orli grinned in delight as Jared stood and motioned them closer. He had to drag Elijah, but it was expected, the boy must be nervous about all this. Jared smiled gently, reassuring the youngest kitten.
“Relax,” Jared told him, stroking his face. The young man practically trembled so Jared leant forward, needing to comfort him, and kissed him gently. Soft lips returned the kiss, he tasted sweet, like milk and honey, and slowly he relaxed. He kissed well but was plaint, letting Jared set the speed. Elijah melted, mewing gently into the kiss. When Jared lifted his head, the boy seemed much calm, clinging to his body. His breathing had also changed, he was becoming aroused.
“Do I get one?” Orli looked impatient, but had, somehow, managed to keep his hands to himself. Dom leant against the wall, smiling as he and Jared shared a look. Still holding Elijah to him Jared threaded his fingers in Orli’s hair, pulling him into a kiss. The differences were instantaneous. Orli Kissed a little harder, a little surer then Elijah, but he still fumbled at the finer aspects. He kissed passionately and impatiently, and it was obvious that Elijah had more kisses then his older companion.
Jared slowed the kiss almost forcefully, making Orli slow down, take his time. Orli explored gently now, tasting Jared, reaching out to touch him. Orli was a lot more curious then Elijah and while Elijah had let him lead everything, he was on equal footing with Orli.
He pulled back and Orli gasped, eyes wide and impossibly aroused. “You’re very good at that.”
“I should be,” Jared smiled cheekily, making Orli grin, kissing him lightly again. He turned to Elijah who looked just as wide eyed. Both of them were really quiet adorable. Slowly he pushed him onto the bed, taking his time he joined the young boy. Orli stood above them as Jared kissed him again, calming him down a little more, before sitting back. Coaxing Orli onto the bed he watched the older boy crawl up Elijah’s body.
Elijah followed his movements, breath hitching as Orli hovered over top of his body. They kissed without being told, hungry and sweet, Elijah’s fingers got lost in Orli’s hair and Orli’s hands stroked Elijah’s chest. They were quiet enthusiastic, Jared noted, hand gently stroking Orli’s back as he lay beside them. But, while there was plenty of passion, there was no skill, no real care except in what felt good at the time.
When they broke the kiss, Jared nudged Orli and the boy started to kiss and lick his way down Elijah’s body. Jared forced him to take his time, to tease Elijah mercilessly. Elijah squirmed and gasped as Orli paused to play with his nipples. Jared untied Elijah’s pants, pulling his growing erection and stroked it from base to tip. Elijah gasped wetly when Jared flicked his wrist just so, squeezing him too life. Orli made a delighted purring sound, mouthing down the kitten’s belly.
“These things shouldn’t be rushed all the time, enjoy tasting him, touching him,” Jared cooed. “That’s right, it’s not about your pleasure all discomfort, you have to focus on what the Prince wants. Lick the head a little, Orli, it’s very sensitive.”
Orli followed the instruction, licking Elijah gently, then a little harder when Elijah moaned. Jared put a restraining hand on Elijah’s belly as his hips bucked a little, trying to choke Orli as he took just the head into his mouth.
“You will have to learn to swallow Orli, the Prince may choose to use you as he wishes, it’ll make things easier on you if you can without choking.” Orli paused, eyes looking to him. It was almost as Orli didn’t believe him. But he swallowed all that he could, Elijah mewed above him.
“Flick your tongue around the shaft, the vein is especially erotic, press your tongue against it.” Elijah cried out, hands digging suddenly digging into Orli’s scalp. “Swallow around him,” Jared murmured, “take him a little further in. That’s right. Try bobbing your head, but not so fast.” Jared’s spare hand reached out, gently guiding the young man’s speed. Elijah was panting quiet heavily by this point.
“I’m gonna-“
Jared lent down, kissing the pouting lips, giving Elijah permission. Elijah clung to Jared, surging up to him, making a muffled little noise as he exploded. Jared’s hand kept Orli in place, but he need not have worried, Orli swallowed eagerly, taking down the other boy’s offering. Carefully broke the kiss as Elijah went limp beside him.
“Make sure to clean him up, most nobility don’t enjoy them seed on their own clothing.”
Orli obeyed, letting the cock slip from his mouth, licking it clean. He finished, looking expectantly at Jared. “Did I do ok?”
Jared couldn’t help but smile, Orli’s need to please and praise was amazing. “Very well, why don’t you ask Elijah?”
“Mphm,” the noise Elijah made sounded pleased, though he appeared to have lost the words.
Orli grinned in delight, kissing Jared enthusiastically. No wonder the Prince adored him, the boy was beautifully innocent, a rare find anywhere.
Light applause from the door drew their attention sharply. A tall man with the look of a seasoned warrior stood there, his hair greying from age, but an almost fatherly air surrounded him. He look pleased. “I had come here to meet the new addition, but I had not expected your instruction to have started already. You did very well Orlando, and you do this old man proud.”
Orlando managed to look pleased and bashful at the same time. “You’re not old Ian, and thank you. This is Jared.”
“Well, lets take a look at you young man, kneel up.” Jared knelt before the old man, wondering who he could be, with Orli on such friendly terms with him. Still, he knelt silently, head bowed.
“You neednt be so formal with me, young one, I am Ian, the slave trainer, you only need worry about me if you get into trouble like the boys do.” He made a small clucking sound, cupping his chin and lifting Jared’s face gently. “You are quiet lovely, you will have to see Liv about these bruises, she will have some of her magnificent balm somewhere.”
Ian paused, looking to Dominic, who still stood, silently by the door. “I assume Dominic needs no tutoring?”
“No sir,” Jared answered silently, “Dominic worked among the whores long before I did. I am sure there would be some things he could teach me.”
“Really?”
Jared was surprised by the cold tone as Elijah sat up beside him. The nervous boy was long gone and a young man seethed in his place.
“’Whores’ are we? It sounds like you’re a fine one to talk.”
“Lij?” Orli placed a hand on the other boy’s shoulder, which Elijah shook off.
“Don’t coddle him, he treated you just as harshly. You might like to brush it off, but I’m not going to.” Elijah fixed Dominic with a hard glare, obviously furious about something Jared had missed. “You called us Whores and Toys, it’s sounds like you were too.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” Dom told him blankly.
“Oh,” Elijah’s voice took on almost wondrous glee. “That’s it, is it? You had to kill the man you whored for.” The stiffness that entered Dominic’s frame was answer enough.
Killed? Jared suddenly felt he did not want to hear this. That he didn’t want to know.
“At least we love the man we whore for,” the words dripped their venom. Jared felt light headed, staring into the haunted grey eyes of the silent man. “I will never forgive you for trying to murder the Prince.”
The silence in the room made Jared’s head pound.
“Murder?” He whispered, staring wildly at Dominic.
There had been drama among the whores soon after Jared had been branded. A nobleman had winded up dead, the whore who had served him that night long since gone. Rumours had flown, but when no one had been caught or beheaded, they died, like many did. Jared had missed the grey eyed whore with the quirky smile who disappeared after the incident. Sometimes he had wished the boy had taken him with him.
“You tried to murder the Prince?”
“Perhaps Dominic should come with me,” Ian murmured. “It was lovely to meet you, Jared, I am sure I will see you again. Come along Dominic.” He left the room silently, Dominic following. He looked over his shoulder, catching Jared’s eye once more. Regret shone on the glassy surface, and then he too was gone.
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