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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 16:22:48 GMT -5
Jerzy stood in the meeting room and primmed and proper in his black slack and button up shirt and white tie, hair nicely combed out and glasses adorning his face, but his ears twitched every now and then in agitation.
It was the day he'd been trained for his whole life, the heir had turned sixteen, and as a gift to his family which had been excellent servants to the family since long ago, Jerzy had been gifted with the oh so important position of turning their heir into a true adult.
Basically, he was suppose to take the guys virginity along with some other crap about teaching some other lordshippy stuff. Since young, he'd gone through embarrassing training for this. But, he guessed it was sort of a good gift in a way, to be your lord's first, but Jerzy still felt odd about it.
His ear twitched again. He was annoyed by how long it was taking for them to get the young master there to meet him. He'd seen the boy a few times before, but hadn't really interacted with him much. he wondered if his young lord even knew what this meeting was for.
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 16:44:52 GMT -5
Oktober was clueless. His parents were acting weird, not an unusual occurrence, but now even more so as his mother rushed his downstairs, a blush staining the older man’s cheeks. “Another tutor, mother?”
“Yes, my darling, but one quite unlike the rest,” the Earl-Consort was obviously embarrassed as he led his son downstairs to stand in front of the red salon. He was quite unused to this tradition himself having married into the family but traditions were traditions and nothing to scoff one’s nose at. Still, it was odd and embarrassing business he desperately wished his mate had taken a hand in.
“Then why do you seem so worried? I’ve always excelled at my studies, mother. I’m sure I’ll do the same here as well,” he assured him, though he had assumed his education was over once he reached his majority.
The consorts face burned even brighter. “I… I really must go, my darling, just remember to do whatever the tutor asks… even if it doesn’t sound quite right. This is for your own good and the man had been raised to train you for this.”
“For what?”
“Your father is waiting for me in our space pod,” he sputtered out. One small happiness, he assumed, he’d be on vacation while this occurred. Still, he couldn’t stamp down a bit of guilt over leaving his baby here. Kissing him once more on his forehead, he left.
Oktober stared after him before turning and heading inside, running his eyes over the man he took in his pleasant appearance and his nice clothing. Clothing that was not quite servant nor lord for it was no where near the quality of his own black slacks, knee boots and cummerbund or his white shirt and cravat. He was still easy on the eyes, not that he would ever admit this. He was innocent and innocent gentlemen didn’t state such things.
“Sir?” he said as he closed the door after him. “Are you my tutor?”
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 17:11:42 GMT -5
Jerzy turned to the voice. Yep, just as cute and innocent looking as the last time he'd caught a glimpse of him. He bowed in greeting. "My lord. I suppose that is best for you to refer to be as." His ear twitched in agitation. Was he really about to do this. No matter how many times he'd gone over their first meeting in his head, he just couldn't figure out the perfect way of doing this. Jerzy straightened up. "I am Jerzy Zhora, my parents were Johan and Jami, respected servants of this earldom. It is a pleasure to serve you, young master."
Pleasure. Jerzy's ear twitched at that. Yeah, pleasure, how right that was.
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 17:20:00 GMT -5
Oktober nodded expectantly. "I adored your mother. Jami was very kind to me as a child and still is though I see less of him." Moving to sit on a chaise, he asked simply. "What shall I learn then? I was already shipped to Ixton at 14 and I assumed I would be complete in my educational responsibilities."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 17:30:39 GMT -5
"Yes, well, I will be teaching you the ways of an adult; how to act more mature in social, mental, and," Jerzy paused here planting golden eyes on the heir, "pleasure."
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 17:34:57 GMT -5
Oktober didn't catch the suggestion. He assumed the man meant the pleasures of how to act the adult he was fast becoming. "Very well, sir. What shall be out lesson today?"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 17:41:31 GMT -5
Jerzy almost facepalmed at how innocent his new charge was, his ears twitching in agitation. Well, he knew it wouldn't be good if he just skimmed over the subject, he had to make it apparent what he meant as the earl and earl-consort might check on the progress. Taking off his glasses, Jerzy moved toward the boy.
"Our first lesson for today is this," Jerzy said reaching out for the boy's chin before movinig down and placing a kiss to his mouth.
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 17:42:51 GMT -5
Oktober jerked backwards and, quite literally, fell on his ass on the floor. Scrambling to his feet, he looked at the man in shock. "I beg your pardon!"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 17:49:35 GMT -5
Jerzy's ears twitched again. "Allow me to repeat myself, young master, my job is to mature you in social, mental, and sexual matters."
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 17:52:09 GMT -5
Oktober's mouth dropped open. He was about to protest when he recalled his mothers words 'do what the tutor says... even if it doesn't sound quite right'. Surely he couldn't have meant... But his father had assured him he would call to check on the progress with both him and the tutor. Plus this was Jami's son so...
Oktober gulped, face flushing red. "I-I'm supposed to give myself to you?"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 17:58:20 GMT -5
"In a round about way, indeed. As it has been explained to me, it is as assurance that the heir does not become, quote, a 'playboy', until the time that his mate appears," Jerzy said. "Also, in the adult world, such obscure topics may show up and you're expected to breeze by them as a member of the upper society."
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 17:59:41 GMT -5
"So..." he gulped, thorougly embarassed. He had never been taught to deal with this sort of thing which, in a way, he supposed was why Jerzy was here now. "Y-you're to be my mistress as well as tutor?"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 18:55:39 GMT -5
Jerzy's ear twitched at the word mistress. "The correct term would be the unlitteral meaning of lover; however, simply refer to me as your tutor."
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Post by ode on Mar 28, 2011 20:07:31 GMT -5
Oktober nod and once again sat on the chaise. "Alright." That said, he awaited the man's instruction albeit a little nervously.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Mar 28, 2011 20:14:32 GMT -5
"I've heard your parents have left on vacation. Did they happen to plan a party for you now or on their return for you birthday?" Jerzy asked. He knew he'd have to test the boy's socialness in grownup society and he also needed to know how much to show him before the next party.
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