Fic: The Servant (3/?)
Kris woke up disoriented. He was warm and surrounded by darkness. He tried to move but his body was immobilized. He quickly realized where he was and who was wrapped around him. Kris also realized he had his head on the Prince’s chest. Kris jerked up and accidently woke the Prince. Prince Adam mumbled something and pulled Kris back down. Kris let out a frustrated sigh and Adam responded by running his hand over Kris’ ass and slapping it. Kris yelped and felt embarrassed especially because the Prince didn’t remove his hand. Kris pushed it away. “Please don’t touch me like that.”
The Prince pushed the covers back and pulled on his clothes. He threw Kris’ clothes at him and spoke in his native tongue that Kris knew, “Get up and breakdown the tent. We are moving out shortly.” Kris just stared at him and the Prince used Kris’ language, “Pack up everything, we are heading out in a half hour.”
Prince Adam left the tent. Kris dressed and worked on breaking down the tent. He struggled with it which caused him to miss breakfast. It was a bitter cold morning and the lack of warm food didn’t help. Kris wanted to check on his men so he headed to the other side of the camp. He was interrupted by Raja and the Captain of the Guard.
“Kris, one of the men from your village froze to death last night. You need to talk to them and make sure they are not being stupid. Prince Adam will be furious if anymore die unnecessarily.”
They arrived to the area his fellow villagers were staying and Kris could tell they all had a rough night. Many were sporting bruises and looked beaten down. Kris called them over and asked what happened. His friend Andrew spoke, “They are animals. They tried to rape Kenny so he ran and he must have gotten lost in the dark. These people are evil.”
“We need to survive. I am going to talk to the Prince about controlling his men but you all need to try stay out of the soldiers’ way.”
“That is easier said than done. From what we heard about the Prince, he will hardly be sympathetic to our plight.” Andrew’s tone changed, “You don’t look like you had too bad a night.”
Kris felt a little guilty since in truth he had a very serene night compared to the others, “I am trying to accept my new situation and make the best of it.”
One of the other men snorted, “Maybe you like this way of life. Is that it, you enjoy being the Prince’s plaything?”
Kris became furious, “I am suffering just like you all. I don’t want to be here either!”
“You look as if you had a great night sleep. Where are all your bruises? You know it is a sin to lie with a man and if you don’t object you have sinned. Your family would be ashamed.”
Kris knew Andrew was right. He didn’t even fight the Prince but then again nothing happened. Kris looked at Andrew, “I didn’t do anything with the Prince. We just slept.”
The Captain of the Guard was yelling and the other soldiers were lining up. Andrew spat on the floor, “Excuse us, we need to line up. You better go run to your new boyfriend. He probably has some sweet meats for you.”
Kris walked away feeling sad and alone. His own people seemed to resent him and Kris felt guilty about losing one man. Even though his men hated him, Kris did his duty as the Village Chief’s son and oversaw the burying of the body. The barbarians gave them time to say prayers and hold a short ceremony. Afterwards, Kris went up to Raja, “The soldiers are being too rough on the men. Our culture does not accept men sleeping with men.”
“Well, I hope you told them to get over it. Losing more men would be very inconvenient. You better run up to the front and get beside the Prince. Kris was starving and thirsty. He made his way up the line. Adam was already on his horse and looking incredibly regal. He was also eating something which made Kris’ mouth water. The Prince waved him over and handed Kris two empty canteens. Kris ran to the creek and filled them up. Of course Adam hadn’t waited for his return and Kris had to run to catch up. Granted, he had wasted time drinking his fill of water but still Adam could have waited. He was just grateful he could hear which way the army was moving.
Kris finally caught up. Adam reached down and took only one of the canteens. Kris was happy to have his own water source. After an hour of jogging near Adam’s horse, Kris became too exhausted and started to stumble. Kris took a particularly painful fall and the Prince yelled “Kamea! Stop being stupid and open your eyes.” Kris heard him yell to Raja, “I told you this one was weak. He’s clumsy too.”
The Prince halted his horse and motioned for Kris to come over. Kris hobbled over and realized he really tweaked his ankle. Adam grimaced and spoke in Kris’ tongue, “I should treat you like a horse and just kill you. Get up here and you can ride with me like a child.”
Kris wanted to object but his ankle was throbbing. He went over and the Prince pulled him up in from of him. The Prince adjusted his animal skins so they wrapped around Kris too. They began moving again. Kris tried to sit upright but found it easier to lean back against Adam’s broad chest. As they made their way up the mountain the weather turned for the worst and started snowing. Kris worried his men would not make it. Prince Adam must have felt the need to check on all the men because he turned his horse to ride toward the back of the line. Kris saw his village men struggling through the snow in their thin sandals.
Adam halted the line and was yelling in a dialect he didn’t understand. The Captain of the Guard and Raja came back by them. Prince Adam turned to Raja, “These men need animal skin boots; they will end up maimed if we continue. Have our men loan them their second pair of boots. We will pause for a day at the next stop to hunt and make more suitable clothing. Once we clear the mountain top the weather will stay cold.”
Raja hesitated, “The other soldiers will not give up their boots. Maybe we should pause here.”
“It is not safe. I will give the order and the men will obey. I don’t like these new joins but we should treat them at least as good as our dogs.”
Kris was grateful his men would be given boots. However, Kris cringed when he saw Andrew looking up at him sitting atop the Prince’s horse wrapped in skins while they froze. Adam called out the command to his men and after a little grumbling the soldiers gave up their spare boots. Adam made his way back up the line. Kris’ stomach grumbled again. The Prince took out some kind of food and gave it to Kris. Kris smiled thankfully and began eating. It was a starchy, sweet that tasted like heaven after not eating for so long. Kris was feeling good until he felt the Prince’s hand rest on his hip. Kris could also feel the Prince’s slight erection. Kris continued to eat hoping he was reading the situation wrong.
The Prince shifted and Kris could now feel a full erection poking him from behind. Prince Adam called out an order and guided his horse into the tree line. Kris’ heart began to race. One of the smaller soldiers came over to them. Adam climbed down and turned to Kris. Using Kris’ language, “I suggest you watch because tomorrow morning you will be servicing me.”
Kris watched in shock as the soldier went down to his knees and reached into the Prince’s trousers and pulled out his cock. Kris further freaked out when the man took the Prince in his mouth and began sucking in earnest. The Prince threw his head back and seemed to be thrusting into the man’s mouth. This was definitely wrong and disgusting. Kris had never been with either a man or a woman. In his culture sex happened between a man and a woman to breed. Certainly it wasn’t done between men and definitely not in front of an audience. This was wrong on so many levels. Kris half expected Adam to morph into a full demon.
Instead of looking away, Kris found himself watching the Prince’s expression of ecstasy and raw passion. The Prince suddenly moaned and Kris saw him coming in the man’s mouth. Kris almost puked and noticed the soldier seemed to like it. These barbarians were truly disturbed and lived like animals. The Prince smiled at the soldier and fondly ran his hand through his blonde hair. The soldier stood back up, smirked at Kris and went back to the line.
Kris just looked at the Prince disgusted, “I will never, ever do that. That was disgusting.”
The Prince just readjusted his clothing and climbed back up, “Your job is to keep me happy and as you could see that made me happy. I cannot afford to keep halting the line for that so you will service me in the morning or before we go to sleep. If you don’t want to use your mouth, I will be more than happy to use your ass.”
Kris just shook his head thinking back on Andrew’s words, “I will fight you.”
The Prince shrugged, “I am bigger than you besides I can always restrain you or threaten to hurt your friends. Isn’t it easier if you just play along?”
Kris shook his head, “I can’t. It is wrong.”
Prince Adam pulled Kris closer and dropped his hand over Kris’ cock. Kris was caught off guard. The Prince started rubbing and Kris felt his body react. Kris tried to squirm away but the Prince lightly squeezed and wrapped his fingers so they were reaching under Kris balls. It felt incredible, incredibly wrong. Kris pleaded softly, “Don’t. Please.”
The Prince let up but then placed his hand inside Kris’ trousers. Kris jumped at the feel of another person’s fingers around his cock. Kris leaned back into the Prince knowing he should be objecting. The Prince started running his hand up and down the length of Kris’ manhood. A moan escaped Kris lips. Kris felt something warm and moist near his ear and realized it was the Prince’s tongue, “Maybe I wrote you off too soon. You are a hot little thing.” Kris froze at Adam’s words suddenly aware he had been giving the Prince unlimited access to his body. Kris pushed the Prince’s hand away. The Prince laughed, “You are a slut at heart. It won’t take much to get you writhing under me.”
Kris was furious at himself and without thinking pinched the Prince’s leg hard. Big mistake.
“Ouch…you little mongrel. You know attacking the Prince is punishable by death. At the very least it warrants a good beating.”
Kris was remorseful and scared, “I am s-sorry, yo-your highness.”
The Prince raised an eyebrow, “Prove it. Kiss me.”
Kris grabbed Prince Adam’s hand and kissed it.
The Prince looked at him liked he was crazy, “I swear you are dim-witted. I meant a real kiss but you would probably screw that up and bite my tongue. Have you ever even kissed anyone, Kamea?”
The prince asked as if it was a bad thing to be pure. Kris responded matter of factly, “You aren’t supposed to kiss someone unless you are engaged and I have never been engaged.”
“So that is a no?”
“Of course. I am the village chief’s son, I must be above reproach.”
The Prince smiled wickedly, “In that case, let me aid you in your fall from grace.”
Before Kris could decipher his words, the Prince’s lips assaulted his. Having never kissed anyone Kris was confused even more so when he felt Prince Adam’s tongue invade his mouth. Kris knew he should be disgusted but the Prince eased up the pressure and it wasn’t too bad. The Prince continued to ravage him until they both heard a loud cough. Kris pulled back and blushed. Raja was there, “My Prince, we have to start moving if we are going to make the caves before nightfall.”
“Killjoy. Are the men geared up?”
Raja nodded, “Geared up and ready to step off.” Kris was embarrassed especially because Raja was smiling.
The Prince whispered in Kris’ ear, “We’ll finish this later, Kamea.”
Kris wondered what the word ‘Kamea’ meant. Was it an endearment? Wait, it is a sin to like a man. Kris recited some prayers to himself as they headed out. It began to snow as they went higher. The Prince seemed immune to the weather and his body seemed to emanate ridiculous amounts of heat. Kris once again questioned whether he was human. The Prince seemed to notice, Kris was struggling against the cold and wrapped the skins more snuggly around him. Kris adjusted so he was getting maximum contact with the Prince’s warm body. The Prince wrapped one arm around Kris and rested his hand on his hip. Kris felt warm and sleepy. He must have dozed because the next thing he knew the Prince was shaking him, “Kamea, we are stopping and will make camp in the caves.”
Kris climbed down and immediately collapsed when he put pressure on his ankle. The Prince frowned, “What is wrong with you?”
Kris looked at his ankle and it was swollen, “I think I might have broken my ankle.”
“I hope not for your sake. We cannot carry a lame man to battle. We are not passing any villages so you will be left behind with some food and probably die.”
Kris looked at the Prince, “You would let me die for a sprained ankle?”
The Prince shrugged, “I have let men die for less. Can you think of any good reason we should take on the burden of a lame man?”
Kris just looked around sadly. Of course, these barbarians would have no compassion. He was going to die alone and cold. There would be no honor in his death and no one would even care. At least Kenny’s body was buried and the men said a few words. He would just be abandoned and forgotten. Maybe God was punishing him for not fighting off the Prince.