Forgotten Kingdom

[Raimi]

He moved to the curtain and sat on his knees outside of it.

[Zadkiel]

He quickly dried and pulled on a clean pair of trousers. His skin was pink from the water, and he felt rather like a small boy again. Silently, Zadkael drew back the curtains, beckoning to him.

"Stand, Raimi." He requested. "Let us move to the pillows."

[Raimi]

He stood, and nervously followed him to the bedding, trying his hardest not to wring his hands or rock on his feet.

His stomach was full of butterflies...

[Zadkiel]

Zadkael climbed onto the pillows, sitting amongst the plush mass, leaning back on his hands. "Sit, don't be so nervous...." He persuaded him. Tonight he would touch him...kiss him...he would make him his.

[Raimi]

He swallowed and knelt down to crawl onto the pillows, staying a good few feet away from him, and sitting.

[Zadkiel]

He raised his brow. "Is sittin so far away from one's King in your duty? Come," he beckoned with a finger. "You do know why you are here tonight, don't you? Do you fear me?" He asked.

[Raimi]

"I---I'm sorry..." he murmured, moving closer but still not touching him.

He actually was afraid. He'd been taught what to do... How to give a giver pleasure beyond their dreams, but...still..

[Zadkiel]

"Don't apologize...this is supposed to be a special night for you, young one. Raimi. You're finally of age. And your King has already seized you as his favorite, with no sexual favors. You're very lucky.." He reached out to slide his ingers down his arm, sidling closer until he was breathing against his neck.

[Raimi]

He shivered and whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut.

[Zadkiel]

"Don't be afraid," he whispered, his lips pressing against his neck. "I'll be gentle," he assured him. Zadkael nipped his ear softly, his fingers twining about a wrist to raise and arm so he could kiss down the length of it. From bare shoulder to his pounding pulse.

[Raimi]

His lips trembled and he let out a small sob, tears running down his cheeks.

He didn't want this...!! He wanted Bagnael!! The Former King had promised him a special night... And he knew that the man would be gentle, and it'd be special... But with the new King... He didn't want to...!

[Zadkiel]

Zadkael pulled back, his brows furrowed greatly. He'd not even gotten started yet! What was he sobbing about?? He released his hand, taking a chin.

"What is wrong Raimi?" He demanded. He would rather have him weeping from pleasure, not these painful, wracking sobs.

[Raimi]

"N---N---Nothing---ng---ng M---Majest---t-t-y..." he sniffled, trying to stop his crying.

He'd be turned out at this rate...!

[Zadkiel]

"You're lying. Life-bearer on the night of their coming of age just don't break down crying." He murmured. "Are you hat afraid of me? I assured you I would be gentle, that I would make it special for you. Is that not an assurance enough?"

[Raimi]

"I---I'm s---sorr----ry M---ma---majes---st---ty...I'll s--s--stop--p n---now..." he whimpered, sniffling and trying to dry his cheeks.