[Story]An Alb, an Elf and a problem called Jian
Title: An Alb, an Elf and a problem called Jian
Chapter: 08/22
Fandom: Original
Language: English
Pairings: Siran/Arin, implied Jian/Heti
Rating: generall NC-17, varies
Warnings: slavery, sadness, mentioned rape (nothing explicit), yaoi, sex, implied het
Note: The links to the German chapters can be found in the directory.
Summary: Something unplanned happened that has a young Elf facing a situation he barely managed to escape from 1000 years ago...
00- 01- 02- 03- 04- 05- 06- 07
The next morning Arin got up early and went into the main-room. There he sat down in one of the armchairs and began thinging. 'Jian, what did the boy do? Siran rarely got mad as hell . Mostly when I refused him again. But beside that...no! He was always calm and in control. It got to be something bad. I got to talk to Siran. I got to ask him to think about it. He can't do it. Jian is just unexperienced.'
Right into those thoughts Siran's voice appeared.
"Good morning Arin. Awake already, I see"
As soon as he heard this voice Arin jumped up and bowed. He didn't want to anger the other.
"Good morning, sir. I hope you slept well"
"Yes, yes. Though I would have preferred it to know you at my side. Now come. Breakfast will be served soon"
With that said he went to the dinning-table and sat down. Arin sat across him. Soon after Rin came and brought breakfast. After that he went back to the kitchen to have breakfast, too.
They ate in silence until Arin spoke up.
"What did Jian do, that makes You punish him that hard, sir?", he asked.
Now Siran was in trouble. He didn't want to tell Arin about Jian's attempt with the aphrodisiac. But if he didn't do it Arin would think of him as unfair.
""First of all he has never, since he got here, payed me the due respect. And he did another severe offence.", he phrased carefully.
"Oh, what is it?"
"That doesn't concern you", Siran simply said.
"Oh really? But I want to know it." Now Arin got difficult, since he wanted to know it. But Siran would have nothing of that. He was behaving impossible. Thus he spoke up in cold voice.
"It's nothing of your concern, Elf. Now follow me"
With that he stood but Arin refused to follow him.
"What is it? Get going!", Siran asked annoyedly.
"I want to finish breakfast", Arin replied calmly.
"So what?", Siran snapped, "what you want doesn't matter. So get your sweet ass over here"
When still Arin didn't move Siran went into his bedroom only to return with a rope. When Arin saw it he fell back before Siran. But the Alb followed him, cornered him and when Arin tried to hit him he caught the wrist and tied the rope to it tightly. The same he did to the other wrist, using these ties to pull the out out into the courtyard. On the way there the dark-haired ordered a guard to bring Jian into the courtyard, too.
Of course these news traveled fast amonst the servats and those who had nothing important to do went into the courtyard. In the center of it Jian had been tied to a stake by his hands. Arin inhaled sharply when he saw tht. He knew what would happen now. The boy would get a whipping. The Elf shuddered when he remembered that he, too, had hung on this stake already. Unlike Jian's, his eyes had been tied. He'd heard the whip before it's hit him and sometimes Siran had enjoyed to jush let the whip hit the air, watching how his body tensed in anticipation. But to Arin's surprise he only saw a normal guard next to the Jian who would mostlikely carry out the punishment.
Siran now handed the rope keeping Arin from running away to one of the guards. Then he went to the center of the courtyard.
"Because of the offend of disrespectfulness and another I hereby sentence Jian to 25 lashes. May he learn his place"
Then he went back to Arin and took the rope again. Then he gave a sign to the soldier who began. Jian's screams were loud as the echoed across the courtyard and some of the spectators rather went back to work.
When everything was done Siran ordered that Jian should be brought back to his room. He also called for Heti to take care of him. Then he pulled Arin, who was white as a wall, back to his suite. There he released the bonds. Arin immediately fled to the bathroom.
A relaxing bath, yes, that was exactly what he needed now. Simply switching off. Forgetting what happened. Forgetting what happened to Jian. The memories that were connected to this, especially to what Siran had done. Yes, having to watch the well known spectacle bound had hurt him more than anything else Siran could have done. The defencelessness, the knowledge that he couldn't help Jian even though he knew the pain all to well. All that ad hurt badly. Slowly Arin sank down into the hot water, letting it sooth his chafed wrist even though it burned. He let the silence seep into him and locked out all thoughts. Thus he didn't notice that all the while Siran was standing in the door and watching him.
He saw Arin's pain in his eyes and that made his heard ache. But he hadn't want it any other way. If he'd come on his own free will he would have been able to close his eyes or hold his hands over his ears, nothing would have stopped him. But he had had to be punished for the way he had behaved. Even though he loved the blond elf he couldn't let the other walk all over him. He'd have to obey, for now. Later Siran could maybe loosen the reigns, but not now. Now he had to show Arin his place and he was set on doing it. Slowly he walked over to the tub.
"You're bathing often", he said. He did it only to get Arin's attention.
shocked the other turned in the tub and lowered himself to the neck into the water.
"W-what do You want, sir?", he stuttered.
Siran laughed and began undressing slowly.
"Always this one question. Aren't you sick of always saying the same yet? But if you really want to know it. I want to bath with you so stay seated"
With that Siran, too, sank into the pleasant, slightly hot water.
Arin backed away to the end of the tub and stared at Siran who just stretched in the water and enjoyed it's warmth. Suspicious the blond watched him. He didn't know the alb like that, so calm, relaxed, yes almost...peaceful. But that impression changed drastically when Siran opened his eyes and coldly scrutinized Arin. The elf namely had meanwhile come out of the water with his upper body and under Siran's bold gaze he quickly wanted to change that back again. But Siran stopped him.
"Stop that. I want to look at you some more my pretty elf. And after all there's nothing about you I haven't already seen"
Of course Siran's words were true so Arin stayed where he was and let the alb look. But there was a cool breeze in the bath and Arin began trembling so after a while he quickly went under the water surface to heat up again. Unfortunately Siran totally did not approve of this. After all he'd ordered Arin to stay over the surface. With a quick move he was next to Arin and dunked him under the water. But only shortly because the elf was only a reasonable swimmer.
When Arin came back up he glared at Siran and all respect had vanished from his voice.
"What's that mean?", he asked angrily. and of course the alb once more disapproved so he answered coldly.
"I told you to stay above the surface. You ignored my order. Think about it"
With that he stood and stormed out of the bath. Only on the side he wrapped a towel around his waist. Like that he sat down on his bed and was pissed off. Not only had Arin ignored his order and then replied respectlessly. No, the sight of Arin's body and aroused him quite well so he couldn't even go red in anger because the blood was busy elsewhere. Over the time he brooded like that most of the water from his body disappeared into the sheets. Now he pulled aside the towel and looked at his little problem. Seemed like he'd have to give himself a hand here.
Meanwhile Arin thought about the alb's words. Siran was right, he'd behaved wrong. Siran had done nothing to him, had only looked at him. Trembling he thought back to the things that had already happened in this bathtub. Having jerked off Siran here yesterday was the softest thing on the list. Slowly he went to the bedroom where Siran sat on the bed, back facing him. For a moment he stood in the doorway, then he stepped in soundly.
"Sir", he said softly. Jerkily Siran turned around.
"What?", he snapped.
Arin lowered his head, unable to look at Siran now.
"I would like to appologize for my behavior, Sir. You were in the right and I was in the wrong Sir. I behaved wrong. Please forgive me"
Those words were followed by a tense silence.
"Come here", Siran said. The blond elf began to tremble. Because he was afraid and because he had barely dried himself off. His dank clothes clung to his body, that was well visible through the wet cloth. Of course Siran had noticed this. When Arin had reached him he quickly went to his closet and soon enough returned with a white shirt and black pants. He handed the clothes to Arin and ordered him to change. The blond didn't know what that had to mean. but he didn't dare complain. Slowly he peeled himself out of wet cloth before quickly putting on the dry ones. All the while he held his head lowered, but he could feel Siran's piercing gaze on his body. He knew he'd looked better. The fact that he hadn't eaten more awhile was getting fairly visible now. Siran didn't say anything about it but pulled Arin into his lap. The other tensed instantly. But Siran knew how to calm his Elf. Slowly he let his fingertips glide from neck to ear and back down to the collarbone, up and down and down and up. And really, slowly Arin calmed and relaxed. Siran smiled and laid the half-asleep elf on the bed, pulled a blanket over him, breathed a kiss onto his neck and left the room.
Then he called for Kar, a guy who'd often helped with his 'little problems', just like today. After Kar had left Siran went down to the training yard. Even after the small relaxation he was still very angry. Because of Jian just as much as because of Arin.
When he returned to his room a few hours later Arin was once more standing the garden. Since Siran's mood was better and it was getting late he ordered for dinner to be brought and called Arin inside. The other came obediently and sat down at the table. The alb sat across him and silently Arin began eating. Over the whole time of dinner neither spoke a word and also after it they sat there in silence.
When Siran finally got up and headed for his bedroom Arin followed him without a word. Once inside the alb sat down on the bed and looked up at the baldachin, that stretched out over him like a star and moonless sky with it's dark blue that appeared black at times. Arin settled down next to him and looked out into the dark garden through the window. Siran stayed in his position for a while before placing one hand onto the blond's leg where it just rested. Arin flinched once but then relaxed again.
After a while of sitting like that the alb propped himself up with one arm and pulled Arin to him with the other. The other just accepted it, not fighting but also not doing something further. Siran sat up more and pulled Arin close once more. (see chapter 5 for descripted position) The other obediently followed and sunk against Siran's chest. The dark haired then began placing soft kisses on the neck in front of his. carefully he held blond strands aside so they wouldn't bother him. The blond didn't even resist when they slowly sunk to the side after Siran had pulled off both their shirts. The boots were long gone already. Like that Siran laid down and didn't let Arin get away. But he also didn't ask for more. Arin wasn't afraid any more and pulled a few blankets over them. A while they still laid together before they, first Arin and then Siran, sank into their blissful half-sleep.
The next morning Arin woke early and once more felt arms wrapped around him.But something else had woken him. A feeling he knew all to well. Frightened he'd woken only to find that Siran was still asleep peacefully, seemingly all caught up in his dream. At least that was what the thing felt like that he could feel at Siran's crotch. That gave him the wonderful idea to play a little trick on Siran. Slowly, inch by ince his right hand moved to Siran's hips, laid down there softly and began moving up and down slowly. He could feel that Siran became more and more aroused so he highthened his effords by letting his left hand moved past his head to the other's left ear to stroke it softly. And really, it didn't take another two minutes for Siran to orgasm. Slowly Arin withdrew his hand from Siran's ear, letting it rest of his head and faking sleep. The alb was waking now and quickly noticed the problem. He cursed angrily and after a few moment a obviously sleepy Arin said. "What is it, Sir?" It was followed seconds later by a "What's so wet here?"
Without seeing it Arin knew that Siran's face had gone crimson. He'd done this a few times already as payback for a night.
Chapter: 08/22
Fandom: Original
Language: English
Pairings: Siran/Arin, implied Jian/Heti
Rating: generall NC-17, varies
Warnings: slavery, sadness, mentioned rape (nothing explicit), yaoi, sex, implied het
Note: The links to the German chapters can be found in the directory.
Summary: Something unplanned happened that has a young Elf facing a situation he barely managed to escape from 1000 years ago...
00- 01- 02- 03- 04- 05- 06- 07
The next morning Arin got up early and went into the main-room. There he sat down in one of the armchairs and began thinging. 'Jian, what did the boy do? Siran rarely got mad as hell . Mostly when I refused him again. But beside that...no! He was always calm and in control. It got to be something bad. I got to talk to Siran. I got to ask him to think about it. He can't do it. Jian is just unexperienced.'
Right into those thoughts Siran's voice appeared.
"Good morning Arin. Awake already, I see"
As soon as he heard this voice Arin jumped up and bowed. He didn't want to anger the other.
"Good morning, sir. I hope you slept well"
"Yes, yes. Though I would have preferred it to know you at my side. Now come. Breakfast will be served soon"
With that said he went to the dinning-table and sat down. Arin sat across him. Soon after Rin came and brought breakfast. After that he went back to the kitchen to have breakfast, too.
They ate in silence until Arin spoke up.
"What did Jian do, that makes You punish him that hard, sir?", he asked.
Now Siran was in trouble. He didn't want to tell Arin about Jian's attempt with the aphrodisiac. But if he didn't do it Arin would think of him as unfair.
""First of all he has never, since he got here, payed me the due respect. And he did another severe offence.", he phrased carefully.
"Oh, what is it?"
"That doesn't concern you", Siran simply said.
"Oh really? But I want to know it." Now Arin got difficult, since he wanted to know it. But Siran would have nothing of that. He was behaving impossible. Thus he spoke up in cold voice.
"It's nothing of your concern, Elf. Now follow me"
With that he stood but Arin refused to follow him.
"What is it? Get going!", Siran asked annoyedly.
"I want to finish breakfast", Arin replied calmly.
"So what?", Siran snapped, "what you want doesn't matter. So get your sweet ass over here"
When still Arin didn't move Siran went into his bedroom only to return with a rope. When Arin saw it he fell back before Siran. But the Alb followed him, cornered him and when Arin tried to hit him he caught the wrist and tied the rope to it tightly. The same he did to the other wrist, using these ties to pull the out out into the courtyard. On the way there the dark-haired ordered a guard to bring Jian into the courtyard, too.
Of course these news traveled fast amonst the servats and those who had nothing important to do went into the courtyard. In the center of it Jian had been tied to a stake by his hands. Arin inhaled sharply when he saw tht. He knew what would happen now. The boy would get a whipping. The Elf shuddered when he remembered that he, too, had hung on this stake already. Unlike Jian's, his eyes had been tied. He'd heard the whip before it's hit him and sometimes Siran had enjoyed to jush let the whip hit the air, watching how his body tensed in anticipation. But to Arin's surprise he only saw a normal guard next to the Jian who would mostlikely carry out the punishment.
Siran now handed the rope keeping Arin from running away to one of the guards. Then he went to the center of the courtyard.
"Because of the offend of disrespectfulness and another I hereby sentence Jian to 25 lashes. May he learn his place"
Then he went back to Arin and took the rope again. Then he gave a sign to the soldier who began. Jian's screams were loud as the echoed across the courtyard and some of the spectators rather went back to work.
When everything was done Siran ordered that Jian should be brought back to his room. He also called for Heti to take care of him. Then he pulled Arin, who was white as a wall, back to his suite. There he released the bonds. Arin immediately fled to the bathroom.
A relaxing bath, yes, that was exactly what he needed now. Simply switching off. Forgetting what happened. Forgetting what happened to Jian. The memories that were connected to this, especially to what Siran had done. Yes, having to watch the well known spectacle bound had hurt him more than anything else Siran could have done. The defencelessness, the knowledge that he couldn't help Jian even though he knew the pain all to well. All that ad hurt badly. Slowly Arin sank down into the hot water, letting it sooth his chafed wrist even though it burned. He let the silence seep into him and locked out all thoughts. Thus he didn't notice that all the while Siran was standing in the door and watching him.
He saw Arin's pain in his eyes and that made his heard ache. But he hadn't want it any other way. If he'd come on his own free will he would have been able to close his eyes or hold his hands over his ears, nothing would have stopped him. But he had had to be punished for the way he had behaved. Even though he loved the blond elf he couldn't let the other walk all over him. He'd have to obey, for now. Later Siran could maybe loosen the reigns, but not now. Now he had to show Arin his place and he was set on doing it. Slowly he walked over to the tub.
"You're bathing often", he said. He did it only to get Arin's attention.
shocked the other turned in the tub and lowered himself to the neck into the water.
"W-what do You want, sir?", he stuttered.
Siran laughed and began undressing slowly.
"Always this one question. Aren't you sick of always saying the same yet? But if you really want to know it. I want to bath with you so stay seated"
With that Siran, too, sank into the pleasant, slightly hot water.
Arin backed away to the end of the tub and stared at Siran who just stretched in the water and enjoyed it's warmth. Suspicious the blond watched him. He didn't know the alb like that, so calm, relaxed, yes almost...peaceful. But that impression changed drastically when Siran opened his eyes and coldly scrutinized Arin. The elf namely had meanwhile come out of the water with his upper body and under Siran's bold gaze he quickly wanted to change that back again. But Siran stopped him.
"Stop that. I want to look at you some more my pretty elf. And after all there's nothing about you I haven't already seen"
Of course Siran's words were true so Arin stayed where he was and let the alb look. But there was a cool breeze in the bath and Arin began trembling so after a while he quickly went under the water surface to heat up again. Unfortunately Siran totally did not approve of this. After all he'd ordered Arin to stay over the surface. With a quick move he was next to Arin and dunked him under the water. But only shortly because the elf was only a reasonable swimmer.
When Arin came back up he glared at Siran and all respect had vanished from his voice.
"What's that mean?", he asked angrily. and of course the alb once more disapproved so he answered coldly.
"I told you to stay above the surface. You ignored my order. Think about it"
With that he stood and stormed out of the bath. Only on the side he wrapped a towel around his waist. Like that he sat down on his bed and was pissed off. Not only had Arin ignored his order and then replied respectlessly. No, the sight of Arin's body and aroused him quite well so he couldn't even go red in anger because the blood was busy elsewhere. Over the time he brooded like that most of the water from his body disappeared into the sheets. Now he pulled aside the towel and looked at his little problem. Seemed like he'd have to give himself a hand here.
Meanwhile Arin thought about the alb's words. Siran was right, he'd behaved wrong. Siran had done nothing to him, had only looked at him. Trembling he thought back to the things that had already happened in this bathtub. Having jerked off Siran here yesterday was the softest thing on the list. Slowly he went to the bedroom where Siran sat on the bed, back facing him. For a moment he stood in the doorway, then he stepped in soundly.
"Sir", he said softly. Jerkily Siran turned around.
"What?", he snapped.
Arin lowered his head, unable to look at Siran now.
"I would like to appologize for my behavior, Sir. You were in the right and I was in the wrong Sir. I behaved wrong. Please forgive me"
Those words were followed by a tense silence.
"Come here", Siran said. The blond elf began to tremble. Because he was afraid and because he had barely dried himself off. His dank clothes clung to his body, that was well visible through the wet cloth. Of course Siran had noticed this. When Arin had reached him he quickly went to his closet and soon enough returned with a white shirt and black pants. He handed the clothes to Arin and ordered him to change. The blond didn't know what that had to mean. but he didn't dare complain. Slowly he peeled himself out of wet cloth before quickly putting on the dry ones. All the while he held his head lowered, but he could feel Siran's piercing gaze on his body. He knew he'd looked better. The fact that he hadn't eaten more awhile was getting fairly visible now. Siran didn't say anything about it but pulled Arin into his lap. The other tensed instantly. But Siran knew how to calm his Elf. Slowly he let his fingertips glide from neck to ear and back down to the collarbone, up and down and down and up. And really, slowly Arin calmed and relaxed. Siran smiled and laid the half-asleep elf on the bed, pulled a blanket over him, breathed a kiss onto his neck and left the room.
Then he called for Kar, a guy who'd often helped with his 'little problems', just like today. After Kar had left Siran went down to the training yard. Even after the small relaxation he was still very angry. Because of Jian just as much as because of Arin.
When he returned to his room a few hours later Arin was once more standing the garden. Since Siran's mood was better and it was getting late he ordered for dinner to be brought and called Arin inside. The other came obediently and sat down at the table. The alb sat across him and silently Arin began eating. Over the whole time of dinner neither spoke a word and also after it they sat there in silence.
When Siran finally got up and headed for his bedroom Arin followed him without a word. Once inside the alb sat down on the bed and looked up at the baldachin, that stretched out over him like a star and moonless sky with it's dark blue that appeared black at times. Arin settled down next to him and looked out into the dark garden through the window. Siran stayed in his position for a while before placing one hand onto the blond's leg where it just rested. Arin flinched once but then relaxed again.
After a while of sitting like that the alb propped himself up with one arm and pulled Arin to him with the other. The other just accepted it, not fighting but also not doing something further. Siran sat up more and pulled Arin close once more. (see chapter 5 for descripted position) The other obediently followed and sunk against Siran's chest. The dark haired then began placing soft kisses on the neck in front of his. carefully he held blond strands aside so they wouldn't bother him. The blond didn't even resist when they slowly sunk to the side after Siran had pulled off both their shirts. The boots were long gone already. Like that Siran laid down and didn't let Arin get away. But he also didn't ask for more. Arin wasn't afraid any more and pulled a few blankets over them. A while they still laid together before they, first Arin and then Siran, sank into their blissful half-sleep.
The next morning Arin woke early and once more felt arms wrapped around him.But something else had woken him. A feeling he knew all to well. Frightened he'd woken only to find that Siran was still asleep peacefully, seemingly all caught up in his dream. At least that was what the thing felt like that he could feel at Siran's crotch. That gave him the wonderful idea to play a little trick on Siran. Slowly, inch by ince his right hand moved to Siran's hips, laid down there softly and began moving up and down slowly. He could feel that Siran became more and more aroused so he highthened his effords by letting his left hand moved past his head to the other's left ear to stroke it softly. And really, it didn't take another two minutes for Siran to orgasm. Slowly Arin withdrew his hand from Siran's ear, letting it rest of his head and faking sleep. The alb was waking now and quickly noticed the problem. He cursed angrily and after a few moment a obviously sleepy Arin said. "What is it, Sir?" It was followed seconds later by a "What's so wet here?"
Without seeing it Arin knew that Siran's face had gone crimson. He'd done this a few times already as payback for a night.