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Post by istaya on Jul 21, 2011 22:46:28 GMT -5
Xavier danced close to the giver he was with, liking the slow songs that filtered through the dancehall. It was his birthday, well his twins and his birthday, and he wanted to get somewhere. He slyly pulled away giving the giver a come-hither look, smirking when he followed him off the dance floor and into the vancant hallway. He loved when the giver took charge and pressed him against the wall as he kissed him. Xavier kissed him back feverently purring slightly when the giver pressed his hand up his shirt then started to kiss down his neck. "Yes..Richard..." he praised.
"No Richard..." came a voice Xavier knew well. Richard pulled back glancing sheepishly back to Xavier's twin David. "I sugguest you leave my brother alone."
Xavier pouted as the giver ran, "You are no fun...its my birthday couldn't you let me have some fun?"
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Post by kyaarisa on Jul 21, 2011 23:20:55 GMT -5
Zekra, secretly, had drawn David's attention to Xavier. Currently holding a tray of assorted, small desserts, the Jeskaran watches the exchange between the two. The half inccubus was at odds with himself. He had grown almost too attached to his young master, Prince Xavier. He's just a personal servant. Meant to do nothing more than serve the boy. However, he longed to touch him. Hold him. Feed from him sexually.
He tried his best to keep his hunger at bay. If he did anything to the boy, chances were that the servant no longer be allowed near him. A frown nearly slipped onto his face at that thought.
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Post by istaya on Jul 21, 2011 23:35:55 GMT -5
David shook his head, "Come back to the party. Quit leading all the givers away to mess around Xavier, you need to be proper." David took his brother by the wrist back to the party where he could watch Xavier from the corner. Luckily for both of them it was now time to open presents.
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Post by kyaarisa on Jul 21, 2011 23:49:32 GMT -5
Zekra put down his tray of delights in order to set one present at a time in front of his master. Picking up the chosen gift, he set it in front of Xavier. "This one, my lord?"
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Post by istaya on Jul 21, 2011 23:56:50 GMT -5
Xavier smiled to him and nodded, "Yes thank you," he murmured. "Could you please write down what they are and who they are from so I can write thank you notes?"
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Post by kyaarisa on Jul 22, 2011 0:24:53 GMT -5
"Yes, my lord." Zekra pulled a notepad and pen from his pocket, ready to take notes.
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Post by istaya on Jul 22, 2011 0:36:22 GMT -5
Xavier smiled then started the gift opening. Once they were done it was on to cake and singing. Soon the night was done and Xavier led Zekra to his bedroom. "Can you believe my brother? I had a giver tonight wrapped around my finger and he just scared him off," he complained then started to get undressed.
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Post by kyaarisa on Jul 22, 2011 6:30:31 GMT -5
Zekra stayed quiet during the rant, as usual, and assisted his master in getting undressed and into his sleepwear. His master hadn't ever considered that his own servant was a giver and wouldn't, for such relationships tended to have the owners far too attached to their servants.
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Post by istaya on Jul 22, 2011 13:21:29 GMT -5
Xavier looked to him as he slipped into his bed. "You would think he would let me have a little fun on my birthday. I am an adult now...Its not like I'm the one becoming the prince."
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Post by kyaarisa on Jul 22, 2011 14:22:50 GMT -5
"You know how your brother is. Besides, waiting for your mate is important." Zekra said softly. "The first time with them is the best afterall."
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Post by istaya on Jul 22, 2011 14:26:53 GMT -5
Xavier sighed and slipped into bed, "Yea I guess...but how long do I have to wait? And what if hes some old person who couldn't wait for me..."
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Post by kyaarisa on Jul 22, 2011 14:46:20 GMT -5
"Those are excellent questions, my lord, but the hard truth is that only fate is knowledgeable of the answers. You may already know your mate. Just haven't touched him hand to hand." Zekra replied as he closed the window curtains. He, then, moved over to the bed to tuck his master in. He hated having to wear gloves. The servant felt he wasn't allowed to touch him with bare skin at all.
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Post by istaya on Jul 22, 2011 14:51:04 GMT -5
Xavier looked to him, he did feel close to him, but he chalked it up to the fact that he had known him almost his whole life. "Maybe..." he offered softly closing his eyes to sleep.
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Post by kyaarisa on Jul 22, 2011 14:59:45 GMT -5
"Goodnight, my lord." His gloved hand briefly trailed over his cheek before he went about blowing out all the candles in the room. He left in silence.
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Post by istaya on Jul 22, 2011 15:02:26 GMT -5
Xavier shivered at his touch in his sleep but otherwise did not respond.
The next morning he was up early dressing himself and checking his hair in the mirror. The soliders would be visiting today and if he was lucky he would have some alone time with one.
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