The Harem || BYOAphro

[unorthodoxish]

If his dismissive, uninviting posture wasn't enough to make the men being brought to him for approval to his future harem shrink back in fear then certainly the cold, ruinous gaze he leveled each with was. He didn't care to indulge himself in the iniquitous dalliances other royals seemed to live their daily lives by. It was pathetic. He had far

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[craiglawson]

Craig had heard this man didn't seem to want a harem, or care. Still, Craig had been washed, oiled, and knew he looked good. The deep red harem pants still gauzy and see through, a strange contrast to the color of them.

As he neared the beginning of the line he saw Sanzo's boredom with the proceedings, biting his own lip nervously. He knew life in a harem was much easier when you had your master's preference. "Your highness," he said, kneeling in front of him. He forced himself not to balk at the stare, just nod slightly in acceptance.

Perhaps the lack of fear would help him?

[OOC: Craig is a submissive, sometimes, likes serving, likes things a bit rough. He can also be a bit mouthy sometimes. No bathroom/gore/death. Anything else just ask.]

[unorthodoxish]

Sanzo fought back a sigh as he heard the next potential approach and kneel in front of him. Opening his eyes, he glanced down at him, a quick, fleeting glance before he was looking off to the side. This one... was admittedly striking. He spoke before he could stop himself. "Your name?"

[OOC: Noted~.]

[craiglawson]

"Craig, sir," he told him, flashing him a smile when he spoke to him. Craig hadn't heard his voice as the others before him had gone through. "Do I please you?"

[OOC: Will Sanzo expect virgins in his harem?]

[unorthodoxish]

Sanzo looked at him squarely then, sitting up the slightest bit. He was aware that the guards and other servants were watching him, a bit shocked by his sudden involvement. He didn't bother to acknowledge them as he inclined his head. "The better question is, do you think you can please me?" There was challenge in his voice.

[OOC: Not really, no, but I imagine some would included? xD]

[craiglawson]

"Yes sir," Craig told him, looking up and meeting his gaze, he had been watching while in the line, cowering didn't seem to do anything so he was taking the direct approach. He just hoped it didn't backfire.

"I will likely need guidance as to exactly what you wish of me, but I learn quickly, and am very talented. I would not disappoint you sir."

[OOC: Okay, wasn't sure. Craig won't be one then. He was trained to please after all ;-)]

[unorthodoxish]

His lips twitched, the barest of smirks. He was either simply very eager or cocky. Sanzo decided to test him some. "That's a bold promise to make. Give me an example of your... talent."

[craiglawson]

Craig swallowed at the order, a slight twinge of nervousness settling over him before he pushed it down. Crawling over to Sanzo he looked up at him, "Which would you like to test sir, my mouth or my arse," his words and accent as he spoke more showing him to be a British man.

[unorthodoxish]

Sanzo was silent for several seconds as he thought. "Mouth," he finally answered. "The rest of the example is entirely up to you."

[craiglawson]

"As you wish," Craig said with a smile, leaning up to kiss the man, nipping his lip gently before licking it, opening his mouth to Sanzo so he could control the kiss. While kissing him Craig moved his hands to Sanzo's shoulders, resting there gently well he moved between Sanzo's legs.

Many would have gone for Sanzo's cock first, and Craig would, but that was too expected. He wanted to continue surprising Sanzo.

[unorthodoxish]

He was definitely surprised. Violet eyes widened at the nip and he inhaled sharply. He didn't immediately respond, thoughts stalling. Then, he kissed back, a hand lifting to rest at the back of Craig's neck, fingertips dragging through the short hair at his nape.

[craiglawson]

Craig smiled when he felt Sanzo respond, moaning softly into the kiss when Sanzo began dragging fingers through his hair.

He waited for Sanzo to pull away before asking quietly, "Do you want more of a demonstration sir? Or have I earned a place in your harem?"

[unorthodoxish]

That soft moan sent electric shocks through him. Dammit. And he'd been doing so good at avoiding this sort of thing. As he pulled back, he swallowed, a bit thicker than he meant to. He had to resisted the urge to lick his lips, to taste the man on them. "I think..." He paused to make sure his voice was steady. "I think a more private demonstration is in order."

[craiglawson]

"Yes sir," Craig said with a soft smile, moving away slightly before kneeling in front of him.

He then rose when the guards told him too, "Shall he wait in your personal chambers while you look over the rest?" One of the guards asked Sanzo.

[unorthodoxish]

"Yes, that is fine." He nodded slightly, attempting to resume his dismissive posture the man had managed to crack. The rest of the reviews would go by quickly, with Sanzo barely even acknowledging them.

[craiglawson]

The guards took Craig up to Sanzo's private chambers, smiles on their faces once they left the hall.

Craig was instructed to knell on a rug in front of the fireplace as others attended the room, readying it for Sanzo to return. His hands resting on his thighs Craig bowed his head when Sanzo entered the room. "Your highness," he said softly in greeting before looking up at him again.

[unorthodoxish]

He closed the doors behind him once the attendants left and turned toward Craig, an eyebrow lifting. He was... quite well-trained, wasn't he? Sanzo shook his head. "No more of that your highness crap. Not in here." His personal chamber was one of the few places he didn't have eyes on him, one of the few places he didn't have an image to uphold. Moving to the bed, he sat on the edge.

[OOC: Sorry for the delay; my internet died for a few days.]