A Royal Pain (Gerard/Beau)

[praiseofblood]

Jusai blushed and turned away from the beautiful male's body. "U-uh, I-I-I'll l-leave you t-t-to it." he stuttered, leaving the room.

[clementine]

"Yeah." Beau drawled lazily, not at all embarrassed from having changed in front of the male. He'd never been overly modest over such things. With Jusai gone for the moment, Beau allowed himself to completely relax in the warm water, sighing softly because of it.

[praiseofblood]

Jusai headed from the room, going to inform his Master that his guest was awake.

[clementine]

Beau finally roused himself enough to grab some of the pretty smelling soaps and leisurely wash his body. He was such a sucker when it came to baths, but whatever. He was gonna trying and enjoy himself before the shit hit the fan.

As he washed, scabby fingers stinging slightly, he wondered idly about "his Highness." He remembered those deamons calling him Prince Gerard. Well, Beau began to imagine all the different ways he was going to carve the male's eyes out. After that, he'd call his grandmother on his father's side. He'd kick Gerard's ass for sure!

[praiseofblood]

Gerard was, in fact, going over a few important scrolls, reading them as he mulled over a glass of virgin blood.

There was a soft knock at the door. "Enter." he said, eyes flicking up for the briefest moments.

Jusai entered the room, shaking a little. "M-Master...you're g-g-guest h-h-has awakened." he said, biting his lip.

"Fetch him some clothing, dress him, and bring him to me." he said with a dismissive wave of his hand.

[clementine]

Reluctantly, Beau was pulling himself from the warm water with a heavy sigh. He snagged one of the fluffy white towels and sat down on a low stool to dry himself off. He tried not to look at the bruises on his arms that looked suspiciously like hand prints as he did this, not wanting to think of where he was and why. There would have been no point to the bath if he worked himself up again.

Dry, clean, and feeling somewhat refreshed, Beau threw his sleeping things back on and went into the bedroom once again. He wasn't sure what to do at this point because he sure as hell wasn't sleeping in that bed ever again.

[praiseofblood]

Jusai had come back with some clothing in hand. "His Highness requests that you dress and come to him."

[clementine]

Beau looked up from where he'd been picking at the coverlet, squinting at the clothing in Jusai's arms. There was a moment he wanted to protest before sighing gustily and taking the garments. He didn't want the shifter to get into trouble for not getting dressed after all.

Once he exchanged his sleep wear for the more expensive outfit, he looked to Jusai, trying not to gag.

[praiseofblood]

Jusai smiled a bit, relieved that the male didn't fight. "This way milord," he said with a bit of cheer in his normally terrified voice. He loved it when he could just serve and everyone could be happy. No problems.

Jusai led Beau down many long, dark, and beautiful corridors, until they arrived at a huge set of double doors. The guards pushed them open and Jusai led the male into the room.

[clementine]

The dark hallways, though beautifully expensive, but Beau on edge. He didn't mind the dark, but coupled with the rather oppressive halls...well, it just didn't make for a happy Beau. He eyed the guards at the doorway before fixing his eyes on Jusai as they entered.

Beau stood on the threshold, trying not to fidget as he wait for Jusai to leave...so he could maim the Gerard character hopefully.

[praiseofblood]

"Follow, Milord," Jusai urged quietly, entering the room, which was in fact, a large library.

A single male was in the room, purusing the shelves. He had beautiful, thick brown wavy hair to his shoulders, broad, though lean shoulders, and rippling muscles under the simple black silken shirt he wore. His pants fit his tight ass like a dream, and he murmured to himself in some strange language as the thumbed across the bound scrolls.

[clementine]

The grand library was surprising, but there male standing at one of the shelves was even more surprising. Beau tensed at the ready as he kept behind Jusai. The prince was even more handsome than he remember and he was only seeing him from the back! Beau hated him already and couldn't help but growl very, very softly in agitation.

[praiseofblood]

Gerard turned around, nose in a book before Beau's scent caught his nose. His eyes flicked up to the beautiful male and he closed his book with a snap!, cocking his head and approaching.

[clementine]

Beau jumped at the sudden noise, green eyes narrowing as the male approached. He refused to back up like he wanted to and simply squared his shoulders, glaring.

[praiseofblood]

Gerard stared at the boy, brown eyes flicking over the male's body. "You're hurt." he observed.