#binarystarorbit

"Sir... Wake up. It is already late into the afternoon. We have to start getting ready..."

The afternoon the blond spoke of was quite the beautiful one. The sun, on its way to set, came in through the windows creating all the more of a relaxing atmosphere, making it hard for one to leave it.

"Is it time already? I went to sleep just now... Perhaps an hour ago. My apologies, dear."

The taller man woke up, clearly not in a good mood. He seemed to have a headache for he reached out to his head immediately after getting up next to the blond.

"Sir, are you alright..? Have you been having trouble with your sleep again...?"

Rafal was really worried, he did not know what he could do to help the other man.

"I am alright, Rafal. I just-"

The man had grown annoyed with his headache and by accident, had shoved away the blond's hands and hit his face.

"Sorry.. I did not mean to disturb you, sir..."

The blond was massaging the area where he got hit, suggesting that it had caused him some pain.

"Forgive me, Rafal. Are you alright? Let me see."

The blond allowed the taller man to examine his face although he was wearing quite the expression. The blond was pouting and had his arms crossed on his chest.

"Again. I am sorry, love. I really am. I did not mean to hurt you."

The blond proceeded to deny the man forgiveness.

'He can not even sleep well and yet plans a full day ahead for himself, I can not believe this...'

Rafal thought. Annoyed, he looked away from the other man.

"Rafal... Did it truly hurt this much..?"

"I am afraid that we are not attending tonight's meeting and you are not going to meet your acquaintance later on. Neither are happening."

"...? Excuse me..?"

The taller man wore a puzzled look.

"You heard me, sir. I know we both go into great lengths for what we desire but I can not stand to see you in any pain. You will rest... I shall send out letters informing everyone of our absence."

Rafal lowered his voice having noticed the manner in which he was lecturing the other man, who simply stared at the blond.

'Ah. Am I done for? I can not tell what he is thinking.'

Thought the blond as he slightly panicked in his head.

"Y-You know, resting for a day offers better work performance when you begin once again..! If it is not at all possible to cancel the plans then we can go, that is fine with-"

The blond was cut off by the other man suddenly dragging him back to lay down next to him.

"Forget the letters, love. Remain next to me for now."

Well. Even if the blond wanted to leave, he could not. The taller man's grip around the other's body was tight enough to not allow him any room to escape.

The blond turned red at the man's sudden advance.

"A-Alright, sir. But please... Could you loosen up your grip? It hurts."

"Yes, sorry dear..."

The blond turned around to face the taller man only to be met with a soft and slight smile from him. The taller man began to caress the blond's hair.

"W-What are you smiling about..?"

The blond bashful, looked away. The taller man solely stopped his movement, held the other's face and kissed him on his forehead.

"I am truly lucky to have you."

The taller man proceeded to leave kisses all over the blond's face, followed by his neck.

"S-Sir..."

The blond was a little sensitive when it came to his neck. Alright, perhaps a bit more than that.

Rafal held on to the taller man, simply drowning in the other man's affection.

The taller man pulled back to look at the blond. The blond's expression never failed to excite the other man. He simply observed him.

"I am slightly frail when it comes to my neck. Please go easy on me if possible..."

His face made it evident how shy he was.

The taller man smiled and began teasing the blond by kissing his neck a bit more roughly, holding him still with one hand on his waist and caressing the blond's body with the other.

"S-Sir... Why are you so mean to me.."

The blond would slightly whimper here and there, still allowing the taller man to proceed.

"You are lovely, Rafal. Simply delicate all over..."

The two were very close to one another so the man would whisper the sweet words into the blond's ears, making him all the more sensitive.

"D-Do you not feel pity for my fragile heart then..? A-Ah.. So mean and unfair to me... Mhm.."

"How could you possibly blame me when such beauty lays before me? One that is inviting me with open arms... I can not resist the temptation."

"I-Is that so..? Then, tell me more, sir. Speak of your pretty one for me..."

Despite solely kissing the blond on his neck, he had been grasping for air as if the kisses had landed on his lips. His voice getting all the more compliant with each moment.

"My pretty little thing is what you are, my dear... I could not long for anyone else but you."

"Y-Yes, yes I am. Happy to be your pretty little thing, sir.."

The blond continued, seemingly not able to think clearly.

"You are to look at me and only me.. I-It should always be about me. I am your first priority, sir.. A-Ah.. Is that correct..?"

"Yes, my dear. That would be the only right answer."

"Good, v-very good, sir."

The blond took sudden hold of the man, scratching the man's back underneath his shirt, trying to hold back the noises his body wished to let out.

"Solely the heavens above know how much I wish to devote my life to you. I would kill anyone for you my dear, do whatever it is that I have to do so that you remain fulfilled."

"M-My strong man. You are too capable, sir. I have everything... Everything I could ever need and more... You have done more than enough for me. A-And yet..."

The blond was getting warmer, his body began to sweat.

"Yes, love?"

He kissed Rafal's cheek, an attempt to reassure him.

"And yet... I still... I still wish for you to spoil me, please sir. I-I have this need to ask for more, to inconvenience you and cause trouble... I want.. I want all of your attention, all the time, so I try.. I try to distract you from anything you may be doing, sir.. H-Horrible, am I not?"

The man was silent for a moment yet kept kissing the blond.

"S-Sir..? Did my words upset you? I... I promise you do not have to do anything for me, I am just a spoiled brat after all... A-Ah..."

"Please, my love. Do not speak so highly of me. I do not deserve to have your world in my hands. My darling, how I adore you. Be my spoiled lover, my sweet boy, that is more than alright with me. To be fully truthful with you, I wish for you to depend on me for every little need you may have."

"S-Sir.."

The blond, who was still being kissed by the taller man, teared up and began to cry.

"Do not leave me, sir. I-I want you here. Please do not leave."

"I would never dream of doing such a thing, my dear. Do not cry now. I can not stand to see you in this state."

Rafal cried for he was overwhelmed with happiness. Sniffing his nose and holding the other man closer, he thought to tease the taller man to make him feel better.

"S-Sir, you are funny. You say that you do not wish to see me cry and then, when night arrives, you reach deep within me and make me cry like no other."

The blond chuckled. The taller man turned red, he did not expect such a comment from the blond.

"W-Well dear, I apologize for that..."

The blond weakly laughed at the man's sudden shift in his stance.

"I am merely joking, sir. It is all tears of happiness and satisfaction... You do me well after all."

"Well then.. I am not the mean one now, that is for sure.."

Said the taller man, who had slightly gotten excited by the blond's attitude. The blond laughed once again.

"Perhaps so!" he said.

The blond remembered that he had to allow the taller man rest.

"Ah! Sir, you are quite the sly one, are you not....? You were to sleep today and not speak sweet words into my ear! I was fooled... Again!"

The blond tried to push the taller man away from him with all his strength.

"Sleep now, sleep I say! Do not distract me any longer, it will not work!"

The taller man surrendered, letting go of the blond and proceeding to lay down next to him. He was slightly annoyed that he had been found but did not say a word.

"You are to stay two feet away from me as we rest. Do not attempt to start anything. You should sleep in this manner as I only serve as a distraction to your relaxation. Forgive me but there seems to be no other way!"

The blond was surprised by himself. He seemed to be pleased with himself for being able to lecture the other man. Of course, he was the only one who could do that to him.

"Yes, love, I understand..."

The blond looked over at the taller man.

'Oh no. He is making such a sad expression. My heart might as well rip out of my chest this instant. Oh no, no no no, do not make such a face, sir. I can not handle it... Ah. Wait. What if this was one of his plans to lure me back to him? And I would be the only one at fault then...'

He glanced over at the man again only to find him at an attempt to sleep.

'He is trying to sleep so perhaps not... Poor thing. He must be so tired and yet his body won't allow him any rest.'

The blond surrendered. Perhaps he was being too harsh on the taller man.

Going underneath the blanket, the blond reached out to the taller man and laid on top of him. The taller man opened his eyes, slightly surprised.

"Hello once again, good sir..."

The blond was making one of those suggestive facial expressions of his.

"Rafal... I am sorry, love. I can not seem to be able to fall asleep after all."

The blond, confidently placed his hand on the man's crotch and began to move his hand up and down.

"Perhaps you may need some assistance with that, sir?"

The taller man groaned at the sudden touch.

"Rafal, you do not have to..."

"Hmm? No, I simply wish to do so..."

The blond continued.

"Helping my man relax is my job after all."

The blond disappeared from the taller man's sight as he reached down to the man's crotch and his mouth was put to work.

"Oh Rafal... Right there, love. Your mouth works wonders, dear."

It always felt too good for the man and this time was no exception. The taller man grabbed the blond's head and took control of his movements.

"You feel so good, dear.."

The blond was suffocating, tearing up and chocking on the other man - he was too big for him. Being manhandled turned him on. Enough to make his way into his own pants to please himself - something that was done in a messy manner since the taller man would not allow the blond a moment to breathe.

The taller man increased his pace which sent the blond into panic. He began to lightly hit the man's thigh, signaling him that he could not handle much more.

"Just a little more, Rafal... Do you not wish to be good for me?"

At that, the blond himself reached his release and surrendered himself to the other man.

"That's my boy. Good job... You feel amazing, Rafal. Just perfect."

Without warning, the man released everything within the blond's mouth. The blond had already passed out, unconsciously swallowing everything he received.

'He could not handle it after all...'

The man sighed and carried the blond to the bathroom to clean him and himself. After all was said and done, he laid the man on the bed and proceeded to lay next to him.

The blond woke up, slightly struggling to speak.

"I could not even let you rest and I can tell that you have taken care of me... Forgive me, sir.."

"You have done more than enough, Rafal. I am embarrassed to admit that I take advantage of you more often than I should. You always take care of me and make sure that I am alright. To be by your side is to be well. That remains true for me no matter what. Thank you, love."

"No! That is not true... You do not use me enough..."

The blond's voice trailed off.

There seemed to be some distance between the two men and Rafal wished to get rid of it and yet, he could not. He was embarrassed enough about lecturing the other man earlier. Going back on his word will only make him seem weak and too needy considering the other man's need for rest.

The taller man only looked at the blond who was frowning and sighed. This caught the blond's attention.

"Dear, please... Could I ask for one thing only...?"

"...? Y-Yes, sir. Of course."

The blond was taken aback by the taller man's manner.

"Do not put any distance between us. I know that I may have some problems regarding my rest but to not have you in my arms makes me all the more anxious."

The blond's eyes slightly widened. How could he not have realized something as simple as that?

The other man continued.

"Though if it happens to be a nuisance to you then it is completely fine with me. So do not worry if that is-"

The taller man was cut off by the blond hugging the taller man as tight as he could.

"Hold me. Hold me, right now. Please."

"Why, yes, alright. Are you feeling unwell, dear?"

"Do you think I am better than you, sir? I long to be close to you all day as well. I can not get enough of your big and warm embrace, how safe it feels. In this case, please - please, do not leave me."

"My dear boy, I would never dream of doing such a thing. Heaven is where I reside within your arms. There is no other place I would rather be, do not forget that."

"I am sorry. I keep lecturing you about all these things... About how you need rest and whatnot and yet I can not help you. I only cause trouble..."

"You do more than is necessary of you, love. Do keep causing trouble, I shall clean up after you."

"Sir, it is so warm here. I feel safe when you hold me. Please never grow tired of me. I do not want you to leave me, sir. Please, do not leave."

"I would never do such a thing, my dear one. Say, how about we take the next two weeks off? We shall laze around as we wish and perhaps, later on, we could go outside the city for a change. We have been working a lot as of late so maybe-"

"Yes! Oh my... Yes, yes, yes! What a great idea! Please, let us stay with one another. I wish to have you all for myself for a while..."

The taller man slightly smiled.

"Consider it done, love. Your word is all I needed. Though, I must say... You have always had me for yourself, has that not been the case?"

The blond looked to the side, pouting.

"Well, yes... But lately..."

Rafal's voice trailed off.

"Anything the matter, dear? You can tell me all that is on your mind."

"It is not important..."

"Rafal.."

The blond grew embarrassed as he spoke.

"It is solely the fact that lately, you have been spending so much time with that woman from the meetings... I could never find the right moment to speak with you. Every time, the two of you would talk for quite a while..."

The blond wanted to cry then and there.

The taller man's face turned red.

"I am sorry about that love. From now on, I shall look out for you more..."

The blond got confused. Why had the man become shy all of a sudden?

"Sir... What are you so embarrassed about...?"

"Nothing at all, Rafal."

"Sir, please do not lie to me."

The blond's expression changed in a mere moment. It was one that suggested a calm moment before the storm. It was a bit scary how unstable his emotions were.

"Do you possibly like this woman? Is that it? Will I have to kill someone else now, sir?"

The blond held the other man's shirt on his chest tightly. The taller man sighed and put his own hands on top of the blond's.

"You are heavily mistaken, dear. The reason why we were engaged in conversation was because I wished to speak to her about you..."

The taller man paused for a second.

"I wished to get some advice from her. Advice on how to take better care of you and express myself... It was simply embarrassing having to admit such a thing to you. Forgive me for not telling you."

Rafal was quiet for a moment, blank expression on his face. He then proceeded to cup the taller man's face with his hands.

"You can simply talk to me, can you not?"

"Well, yes. I just wished to be good enough for you without having to tire you out with all the details... All I asked of her was the little things I could possibly miss, given the fact that I often do that..."

"How much have you told her about us, sir?"

The taller man began to worry that he might have done something horrible. The blond wore no expression on his face and that scared him.

"Not much, believe me. I have to admit that at first I solely spoke nonsense to her... Such as my wish to know everything about you so that I could adjust my actions accordingly and all... In any case, I did not say much else, I solely listened to her advice."

"I see. Well, I guess that is not too bad but I can not say that I am not annoyed at the moment."

The man wondered how this could upset the blond. If he knew it would, he would not have dared to do such a thing whatsoever.

"But why would such a thing-"

The taller man was cut off by the blond, who gently kissed his lips. He slightly smiled at the other man, a look of love and obsession evident in his eyes.

"Do not ask me such questions, sir. They make me really sad. You do not wish to upset your pretty little thing now, do you?"

The taller man anxiously shook his head. The blond sighed, expressing his disappointment.

"I will do you a favor and answer your question then... You can be so, so stupid sometimes, sir."

The blond took a hold of the man's hand and caressed his own face.

"I simply do not wish for anyone to know a single thing about us. We can resolve everything on our own. What other people say and do will cause us more trouble. Even if they do not do such a thing, I simply do not wish for anyone to get involved. Is that a problem for you, sir?"

The blond looked at the taller man as he proceeded to kiss his hand.

"It is not a problem at all. If that is what you want, then I am alright with it. I am sorry, love. Forgive me. I have been careless. You are not upset, are you?"

"No, no. Not at all, sir. You seem to understand what I said and that is good enough for me."

The blond continued as he now held the other man's face.

"Forgive me for questioning you as well, sir. Oh, my man. My capable man. If only you knew how much I love you. I say all this solely with these feelings of affection in mind. I want you all for myself, could that be a sin? I am bad for controlling the manner in which you speak and act, am I not? So, so horrible of me..."

The blond frowned, went closer to the man, signaling him to kiss him. The taller man reciprocated to the blond's advancements, holding him as if it was the last time he did so.

"No. Do not say such things, love. I do all that you ask of me and I simply wish to fulfill your needs. I would do anything for that to be the case and this time, it is no different."

"Well, then... May I ask one more thing of you, sir...?"

"Yes, of course, dear."

The blond looked away from the other man, his cheeks slightly red.

"It may sound presumptuous of me..."

"That will not be the case. You can ask anything of me, my dear, do not worry."

"Then... Could you cease to speak with that woman? Forever, that is, under all circumstances... I understand if it may not be my place to ask this of you..."

The blond was not really offering the other man a choice when he looked at him so pleadingly. The other man's body got slightly excited.

"Consider it done, my love. I shall never speak with her nor utter her name ever again. Tell me, what else can I do for you? I will do anything you ask of me."

"Oh, sir... Please, calm down. You are so eager that I am getting embarrassed... But I am so happy, so so happy. You are so nice to me, I do not have anything else to ask for."

The truth is, the man was gently speaking - he always did, but the blond always used his innocent charms to get everything he may have needed. It would be obvious to nearly everyone that the man was being manipulated by the blond and yet, the man was not stupid. He acknowledged the gravity of the situation - the blond's requests and his ways of getting him to do as he wished - and yet, the man could not ask for anything else. He wished to live, wrapped around the blond's finger, till the very end.

"Oh, Rafal. The things I would do for you, my dear one. I love you too much."

The blond giggled.

"Silly. There is no such thing as too much love."

"You are right. No amount of love is enough to deserve you..."

"You are such a romantic, sir. You are making me shy... Stop it now..."

The taller man simply looked at the blond. He found himself full of gratitude all over again over the fact that the world had made it possible for him to meet the man that lay under him.

"S-Sir..? What is it? Is there anything on my face...?"

"No, dear. I simply find myself lucky to have you, that is all."

"Oh, sir, I am lucky to have you too. How lucky we are to have found one another."

"Indeed."

The taller man left a kiss on the blond's nape, at that, Rafal whimpered.

"Sir.. You are still not able to sleep, are you?"

The taller man remained quiet.

"I am not scolding you, sir... I know you can not help it..."

"Thank you for understanding, Rafal. I solely do not wish to impose on your sleep as well by having you take care of mine..."

"Oh, please. If I am tired, I will simply sleep, do not worry. I can not stop myself from doing so when I need it, you see."

"That is good to hear then."

"How about we attend the meeting, after all...? Since you are not tired and all? I would not mind regardless, sir."

"We could go.. but are you not tired?"

"Not at the moment, no. If I perhaps grow tired, I will have you carry me home! Oh, that shall be fun...!"

The blond chuckled.

"Alright then, let us get ready. I will prepare our notes, make sure you are clean, dear."

The blond kissed the other man.

"Alright!"

The two men got dressed and headed to the meeting's building. They had both been researching the cosmos at the time so they sat at the same table.

There were five people sitting around the table, including the two men. The other three were a woman, a teenager and a seemingly obnoxious man.

The two men sat on the longer side of the table - joined by the man, next to Rafal. The woman and the teenager sat opposite of the three, next to each other.

"Oh! Rafal... And here I thought you wouldn't bless us with your presence today. You're still more than welcome even now. I feel energized enough to research with you around."

Obviously, it was the man that said that. He said so as he placed his hand on the blond's.

Everyone knew how unpleasant he could be but he was in a good mood today - not a good sign. He would lightly brush his hand and body against the blond right in front of the taller man. The man would get annoyed but no one would be able to tell, except Rafal, for his expressions barely change.

Rafal slowly removed his hand. He never faked a smile with this man, he was truly disgusting.

"Ah. Is that so?"

He did not even look at him and organized his notes alongside the taller man.

"Oh... Yes, the two of you... Your notes are quite often mixed up that you have to spend a minute organizing everything... How curious..."

The young one simply cringed at the man's words.

"I'm pretty sure that there is nothing for you to consider when it comes to this matter, creepy old man.."

Rafal chuckled. The man clicked his tongue. The woman and the taller man simply sighed.

"You can not say such things, you know... Some people may wish to hurt you over things you say. Please be careful."

The woman said with a worried expression, the teenager just nodded.

"Well then, let us get to the matter at hand."

The taller man had suddenly spoken.

"Ah yes... The matter at hand.. Always a straightforward man, aren't you? Is that what our dear Rafal likes about you?"

"Could you not speak of me in this manner?"

"Oh. My apologies, Rafal. It is not just me, you know. You are dear to everyone here given your contributions to many fields and this community..."

The man smiled.

"Stop that now... The two of them are probably tired anyway. We do not need you making things worse."

The woman had grown tired of the man's comments. She continued.

"Now you guys. I am glad you were able to make it today. You are not ones to arrive late so I hope everything is alright."

The blond smiled. This woman always came to the two men's rescue.

"Yes, Madam. Thank you for your concern. Everything is alright. I simply woke up late... Had more work than usual so I had to stay up, not leaving me with enough time to rest."

Obviously, this was not true. Rafal often covered up for the taller man since he knew that the man did not enjoy other people's attention on him - questions from people he barely knew annoyed him.

"I see. Well then, let us begin. Shall we?"

Everything proceeded smoothly, excluding the man's harassment towards the blond. After being scolded twice, he decided to surrender this behavior for the day.

'Perhaps I should simply kill him. His treatises are not good to begin with...'

The taller man thought.

Hours passed by. At some point, the blond raised his head only to regret doing so - feeling himself close to throwing up. The source of his disgust - the woman the taller man usually spoke with, stood there, a drink in hand.

It took Rafal around four minutes to come up with a murder plan he could get away with. Quite decisively, the plan was now set in motion.

The blond began to rub his forehead as he took notes. The taller man took notice of this and got worried - he had forgotten that the blond was already tired from earlier and that the creepy man had made things worse.

He lowered his voice when he spoke to the blond.

"Rafal, do you wish for us to go home now...? You do not seem to be well."

"Ah no, sir. It is alright. You are still restless, are you not? I am not tired yet. Do not worry."

The two men's whispers unfortunately caught someone else's unwanted attention.

"Oh, now, now! We can't focus with you lovebirds whispering words of affection to one another.. I am quite jealous, must be nice, huh?"

The blond simply did not speak and went back to what he was doing. The taller man followed.

"Put it to rest, old man."

The man and the teenager made eye contact, continuing to ridicule one another. The woman simply tapped the young one on the shoulder, bringing their attention back to the task at hand.

After some time, the blond stood up.

"Thank you for today everyone. As always, I learned quite a lot. I am saddened to leave earlier than intended but I am sure that there will be another opportunity for us to do this once again. Well then."

Everyone stood up to shake hands with the blond.

"Rest easy, Rafal. Take care of yourself, alright?"

"Yes, Madam. Thank you for looking out for us all. I look forward to our next session."

"Mister, next time we meet... Could you please bring the star catalogs we spoke of last time? I need them for my observation records."

"Why, yes of course, young one. I even found books you would surely be interested in if you were to take a look. Do look forward to it."

The teen's eyes lit up.

"Thank you so much! Yes, I am looking forwards to it."

The blond smiled at the teen and turned to the taller man.

"Hey, hey! Are you not saying goodbye to the good old man?"

The creepy man extended his arms, seemingly wishing to hug the blond. This sent shivers down the other's spine making him freeze in place. The taller man, at his limit, decided to insinuate himself in the situation.

"If at all possible, do lower your voice and limit your actions. As you can see, he is quite tired."

"Oh.. The big man, at long last, comes to the rescue for his sweet-"

The teen stepped on the man's shoe and thus, the usual bickering began. It was the young one's way of diverting the man's attention to allow the blond some time to speak to the taller man. The woman knew this so she simply sighed and left to get herself a drink.

"Rafal, are you sure you do not wish for me to return home with you..?"

"Yes, sir. Do not worry about me. Take your time to relax here. I know this is the best way for you to spend your time when you are stressed."

"I do not think it is right of me to leave-"

The blond held the man's face with his two hands and kissed him. The two were not ones to display affection publicly so this took the taller man by huge surprise. He did not reject the other man though, if that was what the blond wanted then who was he to say no? - One may wonder how much the taller man could accept.

The blond took a step back and smiled at the other man.

"If this is what you want dear then I have nothing else to say. Do take care on your way back home... Please."

"Yes, sir. I understand."

The taller man wrapped his outer garment around the blond.

"It is cold tonight. Do wear this."

"Thank you, sir... You are so thoughtful and caring of me."

The blond was being shy - the display of affection in public exciting him.

"Goodnight, my dear. I will be back home some time before dawn so do not wait for me."

"Understood, sir. Have fun..!"

The blond got closer to the man and whispered.

"And do not overshare..."

The blond kissed the taller man's cheek goodbye and began to leave the building. The taller man could not help but stare at the blond until he was completely out of sight - he could never get enough of him.

"Hey now, big man! Don't stare at dear Rafal like that. I get the reason though, I really do but still... That's not very nice of you... Aha! Unless the two of you are-"

The taller man ignored the creep and proceeded to sit down, seemingly deep in thought.

"Can you shut it, old man? At least contribute something. Speaking nonsense is all that you did today."

The two were going to go at it again when the woman arrived and purposefully loudly set her cup on the table.

The two, in silence, sat back down. The night ahead appeared to be an eventful one for the group.

On this night, all kinds of people had all kinds of plans. Rafal was following the source of his disgust from earlier - looking for the right moment to strike. As this person stopped walking in a relatively dark alley, the blond seized the opportunity and attacked the woman. Little did he know that the woman was already on high alert - turning around and taking a hold of the blond's wrist.

"And who might you be? And why do you want me dead?"

The blond was wearing the taller man's clothes and the woman did not seem to recognize the garment. It was all part of the blond's plan - dressing for warm weather to be given clothing by the other man without raising any suspicion.

The blond smiled and took a step back.

"Take it slow, will you not? We just met after all."

"It would be nice to know who it is I am meeting to do so."

The blond removed the hood away from his face.

"Satisfied now? Do a lot of people want you dead after all? Someone could have done the job for me then..."

The blond sighed in a manner that suggested annoyance.

"Rafal...? What could I have possibly done to you?"

"Do not act all innocent, please. Do you think I would not notice? Speaking to the same people I had spoken with beforehand, offering to help my relationship yet never speaking to me... You-"

"Yes. Yes, I do. I want him for myself and I have wanted him for as long as I can remember."

The woman confessed rather easily - it made the blond see red then and there but he had to keep himself calm, if he wished to do everything well.

"Well, I was right after all. People like you are always dangerous to keep around."

"Yes. Yes, you are, Rafal. I am still trying to show him how much I want him but oh my... When you speak with this man, it is as if you are speaking to yourself. Only rarely does he show any interest in what I say..."

The blond raised an eyebrow at the last statement.

"But sadly, what I say would be about you. Only then, would his face slightly light up - though his face remains expressionless as ever, and I would go on with what I'm saying solely to keep his attention fixed on me. No matter what I do... It is as if he has a wall in front of him with a closed door... He rarely opens the door and when he does, it would be for a mere moment or so. What have you done to him...? Before you came in to his life, there was a small chance I could perhaps win his affection over time but your presence changed everything... How.."

"You sure talk a lot. Are these supposed to be your last words? Forgive me or not, I could not care less. Now if you do not mind..."

The blond charged at the woman, attempting to stab her heart. The two began to struggle against one another.

"You are quite strong, are you not? A nuisance even before your death."

"Simply for loving someone? Are you not taking things a bit too far?"

"You are not the one to determine that for me."

"Perhaps you are right, Rafal."

"Do not utter my name. You repel me."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, quite so."

At that, the blond tackled the woman by dragging her foot with his own, making her lose her balance. Not wasting a spare second, the blond stabbed his target - the wound killing her then and there.

"Now I have to deal with cleaning 'this'. Utterly annoying."

The blond sighed, smiling to himself as he looked up at the starry sky.

"Ah... Sir... Look at the things you make me do.. Oh how I can not wait to see you tonight. I want you to do all kinds of things to me. More and more, it is never enough..."

As the blond came down from his high, his expression changed as fast as he looked down. He decided to hurry up so that he could go back home and perhaps prepare a surprise for the other man.

"Oh, yes, yes. That is a good idea indeed. My dear man deserves it after all."

Little did the blond know that similar thoughts were going over the taller man's mind at the moment.

Hours had passed once again. With Rafal gone, the creepy man spoke less - though there were still remarks targeted at the taller man but most of the time he would be met with silence, the taller man not entertaining him in the slightest.

The taller man at some point, rested his quill down on the table and raised his head.

"Leaving already?"

The taller man nodded to the woman's question. She smiled.

"Alright then. Take care of yourself on the way back. It is quite late after all."

"Yes, I will. Thank you."

"Worried about your princess? I am sure he is-"

It was the first time in a while that the taller man glanced at the creepy man - that made him go quiet, no further remarks needed.

"...alright.."

The taller man shook hands with the woman and the teen and left the building, only to enter the alley right next to it.

'This has been going on for too long. If it was solely words then I would have dismissed it a bit more easily. In any case, I can not have this happening any longer.'

The man kept waiting outside. He knew the times in which the others would leave and they were the only ones in so he did not expect to see anyone else.

He quietly sat down and looked up at the sky.

'It is all so empty without him here.'

At times like these, the man's patience came in handy.

At long last, all three left the building and went on their own way. The taller man, without losing sight of the creep, waited until the other two were far enough for him to act.

He got up, went up to the other man, held his mouth to keep quiet and dragged him to the side. Despite his height you could barely hear his steps at times.

"I am sure you understand your situation so do not attempt anything funny."

The creep looked up behind him at the man with slight tears in his eyes and nodded.

"Any last words?"

The taller man let go of the creep. They both knew who could outrun the other anyway so that was not a problem.

"You're crazy! Is this because I tease your guy?? I'll stop! I promise!!"

"Do you think some measly words from someone like you would affect me.. or rather, him? They were quite the inappropriate remarks to begin with so you are lucky to have lived this long."

"Hah.. Then why..?"

"Because I know."

The man froze in place, not even his shaky breath could be heard.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about..."

"Lying will not help you, having seen everything with my own two eyes."

The taller man continued.

"You would touch him, put your filthy hands on him when no one was around. I had seen this happen many a times before but decided not to bring it up since the matter could only embarrass or upset him further."

"Th-That was.."

"He would cry when he thought that no one else was watching and yet, one day it was too much for him to handle. He came to me upset, crying for hours on end and yet again, could not bring himself to tell me the truth. He had to make up excuses on why he was crying because of someone of such low value."

"He-He is not weak, you know. He could have hurt me and escaped. Wh-What you are saying is baseless.."

The taller man shook his head.

"It is your last day alive. Do you wish to anger me enough so that I torture you beforehand? Do not be ridiculous now."

"I-I'm not-"

"You would do these things to him when no one was close enough to see and yet, not far enough for him to act. He did not wish to cause a scene. That would have been the worst thing to happen for him and I understand that."

The taller man began to approach the other one. A rope in his hands showing itself.

"I-I apologize!! I won't come close to him ever again. Please.. Please!!"

"I wish I could kill you in front of him but preferably, I do not want him to know of this."

The taller man began to choke the creep with the rope. The man began to panic, looking for a way to escape. He took a hold of a glass bottle and attacked the man, slightly scratching his face and stabbing him somewhere around his shoulder.

"B-Burn in hell. You an' your damn whore-.."

After a moment's struggle between the two, he dropped lifeless to the floor.

The taller man sighed.

'Will it be possible to get home before dawn? I do not want to worry him...'

He began to carry away the body. Little did he know that the blond had just arrived home, tired from all the physical labor he had to endure. He took off all his clothes except his drawers and laid down.

"Will I be able to clean this place before he arrives? Dawn is still quite far but he may decide to come back early..."

After a moment of contemplation, the blond had reached a decision.

"Well, that matters not. If he comes home before I am done preparing everything then so be it. I just wish to see him soon..."

Rafal turned to lay on his side and frowned.

'Would he think of me as disgusting if he were to find out about that man using me...? Should I tell him..? I am sure he would understand... The matter would simply be too embarrassing for me. I can not even manage to keep myself pure and clean for him. What a disappointment it is that I am...'

The blond's tears fell uncontrollably.

'N-No, no. I must not cry... I will find a way to get through this... Every time these moments of him touching me come to mind...'

The blond suddenly got up and ran to the bathroom. Feeling weak on his knees, he threw up everything he had today, which was not much to begin with given the fact that thoughts of the creepy man would make their way into his mind - making him render from eating.

'I must get up... He will probably come home hungry and there is nothing prepared... And this place is a mess... I have not done anything...'

The blond, sitting on the floor, supported himself by laying his hands on a stool. He would go unconscious every few minutes - waking up solely out of willpower. At the end, his body could not listen to his demands and he fully passed out.

A few hours later, the man had arrived home. He hoped that the blond was sleeping so he could clean the blood off of himself without worrying him.

"Rafal, I am home, dear."

The man closed the door behind him and proceeded to walk further in.

'Is he sleeping...?'

The man was going to sigh as a sign of relief, only to be met with the blond sitting down against the wall, still sleeping. Fear filled him, getting on his knees next to the blond as soon as he saw him.

"Rafal..? What happened?"

The man checked the blond's pulse and breathing. He seemed to be doing fine. After that, he looked around, finding the reason that got the blond to end up on the bathroom floor.

He frowned and took a hold of the blond's hand, resting his head on it.

"My dear boy... Why could you not tell me? It was not your fault after all... I should have acted sooner than this. I had not realized how bad things had gotten. Forgive me please."

"...? Sir..? You are home...? How late is it? I am sorry that you had to come home to find me in this state..."

"Rafal, my dear... Do not apologize. Do not utter another word for that matter. I am the one who is sorry, forgive me. I should have come home with you after all."

'Ah.. Is he really here or am I hallucinating...? I can not tell.'

"Sir.."

The blond clung to the man's chest, his voice barely audible.

"I am disappointing, am I not? No elegance whatsoever... My body has been tainted, it is of no use for you any longer. It has been tainted for some time now... I understand, sir... If you wish to throw me away then I understand..."

The taller man was surprised. The blond must have not been fully conscious or he would have not confessed all of this so easily was what the man thought. He began to worry once again.

"You must be tired sir, correct? Even if... I am of no use, serving you is all I know... Let me clean up the place and prepare a bath for you. Give me a minute please. Standing up seems to be a bit difficult right now."

The blond tried to smile ever so weakly. All of this almost brought tears to the other man's eyes. He tightly hugged the blond.

"Oh my love. How strong you must have been all this time. I am such a pathetic man for allowing this to happen. My dear one, come to bed. Right now, you should not lift a single finger of yours."

The taller man carried Rafal to bed and laid him down. He cleaned him up and proceeded to dress him.

"Stay put, dear. I will make you a meal. Your body has grown thin, you have not been eating well."

"No, no.."

"I will not be long. You can call out to me if you need anything, I will hear you."

"You have done enough, sir... Let me serve you... Please.. Otherwise, I will no longer be needed."

"Well then, dear. I need you to rest, that is what will help me relax. Can you do that for me? I will be able to be by your side if you can."

The blond teared up again.

"Y-Yes. Yes I can... I am sorry, I will listen, sir. I will not give you a hard time..."

"You never do, love. Not at all. You are simply exhausted and I understand. Now lay here. I will be back before you know it. Is that okay with you?"

"Yes, sir. Thank you."

"Do not thank me. That is my duty, after all. I am happy to care for you at any time."

As the man headed towards the door, the blond called out to the man.

"Sir!.."

"Yes, dear?"

"I really love you."

"I love you too, a lot that is as well."

"Please do not leave me..."

"I would never think of doing such a thing."

The man went ahead and kissed the blond's face for further reassurance.

"You are the best, sir..."

"You flatter me, my dear."

This was enough for the blond to drift off to sleep. A sign that he had finally relaxed.

The man contemplated the blond's meal for a while.

'His body is weak right now, it is sensitive as well. I should not make him something heavy.. Something light and nutritious. Soup seems to be a good idea.'

After finishing up everything, the taller man set the food on a tray, brought it to the room and placed it on the night stand, next to the blond. Rafal awakened at the smell.

"I am sorry to have woken you up, dear. That is good though, better eat when it is warm after all. Can you sit up?"

The blond, having sat up with the help of the other man, could not bring himself to move his arms.

"I am sorry, sir. My body is refusing to act accordingly..."

The other man could cry looking at the blond, the need to take care of him was the only thing keeping him calm.

"It is alright, Rafal. Recovering takes time and lately you have been slightly restless. It happens. I will feed you then."

Rafal, who had turned red having the other man feed him, simply nodded and ate one spoonful after the other.

'He seems to have the appetite, that is a good sign...'

"Is your stomach upset at all, dear? Eating slowly is fine too."

"No.. This is quite delicious. Thank you..."

The blond seemed ashamed, as if he was more exposed than he wished to be - hiding his face with the blanket, not looking at the man sitting next to him. The man simply placed the plate back on the tray.

"What is it, Rafal? Do you wish to be alone..? I could leave if you want."

At that, the blond gasped and took a hold of the other man's sleeves in surprise.

"No, no! Do not leave me, please. Sir, please stay. I am sorry to ask, I am just feeling really lonely. I do not know why."

"Wait here, Rafal. Just one minute."

The blond frowned but nodded. The man went to the bathroom and quickly cleaned himself. He had wiped the blood off earlier when he was cooking since Rafal had not noticed it yet but there were still some stains left here and there. After he washed himself, he realized he had not taken a change of clothes so he dressed with the same garments and went to the room to change.

When the man came in, the blond's eyes did not dare leave him. He kept looking at him until he noticed a small stain of blood on his clothes, on the back of the man's shoulder.

"Ah.. Sir..!"

The blond got up and immediately fell to the floor, his head hitting the floor, his legs were slightly cramped. The man hurried over to the blond's side.

"Rafal? Dear, what are you doing...? Did I not tell you to stay put? Did you hurt yourself? Let me see your face."

"How clumsy of me.. I am sorry sir, seems that I am still dizzy after all."

"Why did you do that, love...? I am not going anywhere."

"I know... But the back of your shirt, there is blood. It was not there before. Did something happen? Did you get hurt?"

The taller man smiled. The blond seemed well enough to move the man around to check on him, he would get better just fine.

"H-Hey what are you smiling about? Answer me... Are you alright?"

"This is not my blood, do not worry, dear. Come here."

Right there, on the floor, the man pulled the blond to his lap and held him close.

"I am truly glad that you are feeling well enough to get angry at me."

"I-I.. I am not angry, sir... Just worried."

"I know love. I am happy to know that you worry about me then."

"Then the blood... You do not have to tell me of course.. I am sure there are things you must do that I still do not know much about and that is okay. You are a man of many responsibilities after all."

"Do not be silly now, Rafal. I have told you everything and what I have not told you about is simply because I forgot or deemed it worthless or boring to speak about."

"Hey! If you may tell me then I get to decide that, not you!"

The blond pouted, the man followed with a laugh.

Rare moments like these made the blond fall all over again for the man.

"I love you so much, sir."

The love in Rafal's eyes was quite evident. Having said that he held the man's face and kissed him. For some reason this had taken the taller man by surprise. Seeing the man's reaction made the blond laugh.

"You should see your face, sir. Why are you so surprised?!"

"I am not sure either.. It could be the fact that I missed receiving your touch and affection."

"H-Hey are you trying to change the subject..? If you can tell me then what is it..? The stain of blood on your shirt..."

The taller man sighed. He really did not wish to mention it now that the blond was feeling better but he did not want to keep anything a secret from him, lie to him nor refuse him. He did not know what to do. The blond noticed the man's struggle and smiled.

"It is fine. You do not have to tell me."

"No, that is not it.. And I know that not telling you will offer a sense of distance between us and we both do not want that, there is no need to hide it."

The blond's smile turned into a bittersweet one.

"Yes, you are right, sir."

The blond continued.

"Then tell me. I am listening."

"Rafal. If I am to tell you then I need you to be strong and I want you to know that I hold nothing against you, alright?"

The blond panicked at first but the man caressed his hair - it was enough to keep him calm.

"No matter what it is.. You are not angry with me..? You will not hate me, right?"

"Never. My love for you is growing this very moment. I just need you to know that everything will be the same, do you understand my love?"

The man held the blond's hands in his own, bringing him closer to him. Rafal took a deep breath.

"Y-Yes, sir. I understand. You can tell me now."

"The weird man that was bothering you.. from the meetings..."

The blond's eyes widened, his tears reacted faster than the rest of his body.

"N-No, no.. It was not my fault. It was not me. S-sir, you have to believe me. I did not-"

"Rafal!"

It was the first time the man had raised his voice when speaking to the blond in this manner. He did not want to do it but it was the only way to keep the blond from spiraling out of control. The blond froze in place, only the tears kept streaming down his face.

"What did I say, dear?"

"T-That you are not angry..."

"What else?"

"That nothing has changed..."

The blond's voice gradually lowered itself until he eventually went quiet.

"Now, listen to me carefully, alright?"

The blond frowning, looked up at the man and nodded in silence.

"That man is now dead. I killed him."

The blond did not react but he could feel his heart sigh in relief.

"I know everything. His actions and your reaction to every single thing he did... I simply refrained from questioning you since it may have upset you even further."

The man began to worry about the blond. Rafal was solely crying, his face not holding an expression. He simply listened.

"Are you following, dear?"

"Yes, I am sir. Please continue."

The man furrowed his brows. Still worried, he continued.

"After that I realized that you would not inform me about the matter either, and understandably so, but that would only cause further harm to you and your health - something I can never allow myself to have happen. Despite it all, I still failed to look out for you... Nevertheless, that is not my point."

The man held the blond's face.

"My boy. My dear boy. You are loved. I love you more than anything else in this world. Never was I angry after having heard of all this. Actually, that is not true. There was anger but it was not directed at you. I know that you are simply trying your best but my love, my dear love, you may lay all your troubles to rest for I shall take care of them."

The taller man held the blond closer to him.

"I acknowledge that I am a pathetic and unknowing man when it comes to matters that everyone else understands but I would do anything for you and nothing could ever change that."

The man pulled back to look at the blond as he caressed his face.

"My sweet lover, do not hide a thing from me. You were not at fault. Far from it, you deserve extensive care for what you have been through."

"Ah... Sir..."

The man had shut his eyes and embraced the blond.

"Yes, Rafal?"

"I feel slightly light-headed. Could you bring me a cup of water please?"

The man slightly panicked. He checked the blond's temperature only to find out that it had risen considerably in a short amount of time.

"Dear, you are burning up... But yes. Let us get you a cup of water."

It may not have been obvious to anyone else except the blond but the man was panicking for he carried the blond with one hand and took him to the kitchen, pouring him water with the other. Simply unnecessary.

The man placed the blond on the countertop and handed him the cup. After hydrating the blond felt a lot better. He even proceeded to laugh.

"...? Rafal..? What are you laughing about?"

"Sir, you are so cute. There is no need to panic, you know. Carrying me whole to the kitchen... You could have left me in the room."

"My apologies. I simply got worried that something may happen in the few seconds I was away from you, dear..."

"My strong man. You do such silly and difficult things with much ease. You always impress me."

The blond grabbed the man and brought him closer to him.

"And placing me on the worktop as if I were a mere object..."

"I did not mean to make you feel that-"

"Oh, please sir. I love when you do that... You should also treat me harshly more often."

"So I take it that you feel better now?"

"Yes, sir.. Slightly dizzy but all is well."

"Come on. Let us speak in bed."

The blond did not get up.

"Rafal?"

The blond simply opened his arms wide, signaling the man to carry him back to their room.

"Carry me!"

"Alright, dear..."

The man fulfilled the blond's request and now the two lay in bed, the blond on top of the other man. He seemed to enjoy resting in this way.

"Rafal. About the man..."

"It matters not. I am happy that the matter is now resolved and that you are not angry at me. I am simply sad because... I was used. Perhaps he was right. I do act a lot like a who-"

"Rafal."

Tears seemed to frequently visit the blond today.

"Y-Yes..."

"The one I love has remained perfectly loyal to me. What he did does not change how I see you. In fact, more than ever, I wish to worship you whole once again. My dear boy, I have told you this before - I worship the ground you walk on. Please do not say such things about yourself, they are not true at all."

"But sir... H-He undressed me.. and his hands... They went to places I did not want them to go, sir. I really did not..."

The blond continuously sniffled and sobbed as he spoke of the events.

"I am filth now. Another man has touched me. A man has laid his hands on me and it was not you, sir. How... How is this not enough for you to get rid of me?"

"Please, Rafal. Do not speak of yourself in this manner. I may end up breaking down myself..."

"No, no. I am sorry, please. Look at me."

The man removed his hand from his face and looked at the blond in agony.

"Such a thing does not matter to me as long as you are alright. The thought did not even cross my mind. So please, do not worry. I have no ill feelings for you and that is the absolute truth."

"I also... I also did something else, sir.. Something that you may not know about..."

"What is it, dear?"

"Promise me that you will not be mad?"

"I promise."

"I killed her... That woman..."

The blond did not need to specify who it was, it was clear who it had been.

"I see. Well, it matters not to me. I may have asked her for advice but after I thought about it for a while, I realized how foolish I had been. Her actions seemed all the more confusing, or rather suspicious. In any case, it is all over now."

"Sir.. She told me, you know.."

"What did she say..?"

"That she wanted you for herself. That she spoke to you about me solely to get your attention. I told you, sir. The people that approach you in an overtly polite manner are always to be doubted."

The blond grew angry the more he thought about the woman.

"That witch. Thinking that she can take you away from me. I would have stabbed each of her organs slowly to death if time had allowed. Oh how I would enjoy watching her suffer..."

The blond held his face in excitement.

"Oh how much nicer it would have been to have you there, sir... You could have ruined me whole, had all of me right then and there and all she would have been able to do is watch. Oh how exciting that would have been..."

The blond paused for a minute, his expression blank all of a sudden.

"Many of them carry such ill intent while knowing that you are mine and mine alone... None of them love you like I do and I do not mind killing them all to prove it."

The blond's eyes widened after realizing all that he had just said. Of course, the man knew of him killing other people but Rafal had always made sure not to show this side of his to the other man, the one where he got overly possessive of him.

He thought that it made him less endearing or perhaps, less pleasing and more ugly. Little did he know that fireworks were going off inside the man's mind at the moment, all this being too sudden for him to process. Though, being expressionless as ever, the blond could not know that.

"A-Ah, I mean... I am sorry, sir. I did not mean to act in this inappropriate and indecent manner just now.. Forget all this just now.."

The man wore a blank expression, simply looking at the blond, trying to figure out something to say. It was quite difficult; on his shoulders, a devil told him to treat the blond as he wished since Rafal seemed to feel the same way as the man and an angel advising him to take it slow since the blond was in a vulnerable state at the moment. The fight for equilibrium continued.

"S-Sir..? Did I creep you out? I am sorry.. I will work on my manners if you want me to. I will do as you say, please punish me as you see fit.. I will not kill anyone if that is what you want, so please say something... Sir..."

The blond kept making the situation worse by pleading in this manner. His words making the man slowly lose his composure with him laying on top of him and wearing such a welcoming expression.

"Uh, yes. Rafal. Do not worry, I could not care less about her death. You are free to kill who you want, that is how I want things to be."

"Then why do you not look at me, sir? Do I disgust you now...?"

"No, dear... It is just that..."

"Sir, I will cry. Please look at me..."

The man looked at the blond who was frowning, alarms going off in his mind. It was too much for him to handle, with his hand he laid the blond's head on his chest.

"Oh love, the things that you do to me... You need to be careful with what you say."

The blond shook his head in confusion and looked at him once again.

"Sir, you are acting weird... Do you perhaps feel exhausted as well?"

"Rafal, you need to understand your appeal more... And you need to remember that I am a man so I can not help but feel this way at the wrong time..."

It took a moment for the blond to understand what the man had meant, gasping when he connected the dots.

"I-I did not do a thing..?"

"Please do not be oblivious in this moment, I might be finished if I have to explain myself. Just know that all that you have said and felt just now is the same for me as well..."

"S-Sir, you... Is this true..?"

"Yes, I would even confess that I said something similar to him..."

"Oh, you... You are so adorable, please stop right this instant. If you had told me then I would have went with you and we could have made them both suffer equally. It would have been twice the fun for us as well... Ah, sir, you make me fall for you all the more with each passing day."

"You are embarrassing a grown man, my dear. Please go easy on me."

"Oh please, you are so so cute. You know what? Perhaps that weird man was right after all. I am such a whore but only for you and you only."

"Rafal..! Are you sure you wish to speak of yourself in that manner..?"

"Oh please, do not act as if you do not enjoy it, sir. I can see it clearly that you do, you know."

"Well, that matters not. I speak of your own-"

"You are so cute, sir. Stop it please. You are making me excited when I am so tired... You are so mean."

"Should you not rest then? I can make you some tea to help you relax."

The blond kept ignoring the man's attempts at changing the subject of the conversation.

"Oh, yes! You know what? He also called me a princess. I do not care what filth like him thinks about me so I wish to know what you think, sir. Am I your princess? May I call you my knight in shining armor?" Though you do not need a sword, you are so strong as is, how admirable."

The man sighed in defeat.

"Yes, my love... I do enjoy fulfilling your needs but could you tone down the words you keep using? It is improper... and I am afraid it is too much for me..."

"I keep forgetting how formal and proper my man is. Though, how exciting is it to know that underneath it all lies a man with desire none can obtain... Not even me sadly..."

"That is not true, Rafal."

"It is, sir. Do not lie to me. There is a side of you that you hold back, afraid that it might hurt me. You and I are similar after all. You should know, sir, that as much as you may wish to ruin me, I have the same desire for you to take me apart. Oh my, it feels so nice to say this."

"Come on now, dear. Behave..."

"Now, sir. You may go ahead and say it yourself, you know... You may call me whatever your heart desires as well."

"Rafal. This is outrageous, I would never do that."

The blond frowned.

"Please?"

"No. I am sorry but that could never happen."

"Despite the fact that you enjoy it? I do not mind you know, I like it."

"This is improper."

'Ah. He is still going on about improper manners. Well then, a test of my behavior is underway then.'

The blond chuckled.

"Rafal..."

This could not be a good sign, is what the man thought. The blond knew how to get him to do as he wished, he was not really good at refusing him after all.

"It is so sad. I simply wish to be used by the man I love... but if he does not wish to fulfill my desires then it can not be helped..."

The blond got up, left the man lying on the bed and got dressed. The man quickly got up, confused by Rafal's behavior.

"Rafal...? Where are you going so late?"

"You know me, sir. I am in desperate need for attention but you do not wish to offer me what I want. I will have someone else give it to me."

At that, the man took a hold of the blond's wrist and dragged him back to bed.

"Do not anger me, Rafal. You are not going anywhere."

"Oh so now you wish to control me? Hmph, I do not want to stay at home. Let me go."

The blond pouting, looked away from the man. The taller man was not having it, he grabbed the blond's face and brought it closer to his.

"I will not tolerate such behavior right now. Provoking me will not get you anywhere. Do you understand?"

The man loosened his grip and the blond smiled.

"As you can see, you can be harsh on me after all."

The blond surrendered, undressing himself once again as he kept his eyes fixed on the man who tried to ignore the blond's behavior. Rafal decided to remain dressed solely in one of the man's shirts and undergarments.

"Are you thirsty, sir? I could go pour us some tea if you so wish."

"Oh... Yes, please do."

The man was taken aback by the blond's surrender but welcomed it anyway.

'If he had kept going, I am afraid I would have done something horrible...'

Little did the man know that the blond had other plans in mind.

'I tried this recently and I could not relax for the life of me. I had to hide away from him in the same house to satisfy myself... Several times throughout the day as well... It turned out to be a successful alchemic experiment after all.'

The blond set the tray and cups in front of him.

'I do not need to take any, the excitement I have is enough as it is that it frustrates me at times. It could help keep me energized though... Who knows how things will go...'

The blond decided against it.

'Who knows how this will affect him? This is so fun!'

Rafal poured the tea and mixed in the substance. It was a colorless liquid lacking odor so there was nothing else to worry about. The man seemed to have gone to the living room so the blond followed. He placed the tray and took his own cup, sitting opposite of one another on their two couches.

"Still not tired enough to sleep, sir?"

"Not really. Today was quite eventful so if you are tired, you may go to bed, dear. I will be just fine."

"No, no. I am not tired, sir. I wish to serve you as well. If there is anything you need, do not hesitate to ask me."

"You too, dear."

The blond watched as the man took the first sip of his tea. He felt himself get excited with every passing minute.

"Rafal, I am sorry about earlier. For refusing you and treating you harshly. Forgive me, love."

"Still gentle as ever, sir... I am still upset, you know...! But thank you for always looking out for me. I will do better."

"Thank you for understanding, my dear."

'Well, I wonder if he will say that in a bit...'

Thought the blond as he took a sip from his own teacup, proceeding to suddenly frown at the taste.

"I forgot to get myself the sugar... I will be right back, sir. There is also cookies that I made for you yesterday! I forgot to bring them in, hold on please."

"You did not have to, love. Thank you very much."

"Oh, it is nothing, sir. I enjoy making things for you!"

The blond spoke from the kitchen. It was quite close to the living room after all.

The blond came back to the room, slightly bent down to the table and began setting the plate in front of the man and placing the sugar next to his cup, as he did that the man could not help but stare at the blond's back and all the way down to his legs. He shook his head.

'I may be a bit tired after all.'

"Rafal, dear, I am sorry but could you pour me another cup? The frustrations of today seem to have not fully slumbered yet..."

"Why, yes sir, of course. Just a minute."

The blond took the cup and headed to the kitchen.

'It is working. Oh, I am so happy. He is double my size so perhaps I should give him another dose. Oh my, I can not even begin to imagine the things he will do to me after taking such an amount. Let us slightly increase it... It will not cause any harm after all.'

By slightly the blond meant triple the original amount.

"There you go, my dear sir."

"Thank you, love. Graceful as always."

"Now, now. Do not embarrass me... Ah... This place is such a mess. Sir, do you mind if I cleaned as you enjoyed your tea?"

"Not at all, dear."

The blond got up and went to the room to change, he could not afford having all this dust get on his body. To move with ease, he wore his usual wear during cleaning days - a shirt with a loose collar and a mini skirt, nothing else.

This was of course part of his plan but he truly thought the place needed cleaning. He immediately got to work.

Rafal brought a rag and a bucket of water, set it down and got on his knees to clean the floor. Even though this was routine for the two men, the blond deliberately showed inappropriate sides of him as he cleaned.

The taller man began to stare at the blond's long legs and behind. He stared for so long that Rafal had turned around and caught him staring and to which the blond reacted to by dragging his skirt down and blushing.

"My apologies, dear. My mind began to wonder for long that I did not notice where my gaze lied. Forgive me."

"Oh, sir.. It is alright."

The blond smiled and got back to work.

"Do you need help with anything, Rafal? Is there something I can do for you?"

"Thank you so much, sir, but do not worry. You should simply relax and enjoy your drink."

The man began to feel uncomfortable. Not only had he felt slightly uneasy after the blond's behavior in their room, he now grew hot and felt the need to move his body - to do something that is.

"How much sugar did you add in these, dear?"

"Hmm..? None, sir. I know that is how you like it. Besides, you would have tasted the sugar if there was any. Did I perhaps add some by mistake..?"

The blond got up to check the cookies he had baked. Bland as ever, just how the man liked it.

"They seem fine to me. Are they not to your tastes, sir? Forgive me. I will do better next time."

"No, no. You are right. They taste very good... I am sorry. I just seem to have gotten a sudden surge of energy... I do not know why. Could you please pour me a cup of water?"

"Yes, sir."

'Silly of you, sir. Water makes it more effective.'

The blond attempted to hold back his smile and poured water for the man. It was time to get close and personal.

After the man drank from the cup, the blond took it and placed it on the table. He proceeded to sit on the taller man's lap, with a handkerchief in hand and wiped the sweat off of the man's face.

"Oh, sir.. Are you alright? You are sweating so much... What can I do for you? Is there anything you need?"

"No. It is alright, Rafal. I think you should head to bed. It is late after all and you have had a long day."

The man's legs and the blond's crotch were solely separated by the man's pants. This sensation was making the man all the more dizzy. He needed the blond to leave to have the slight chance of controlling himself.

It did not help him that the blond began to move endlessly on him while wiping his face.

"What are you talking about? I am not tired and I could never leave your side if you are not relaxed. Oh, wait sir, there is something on your hair..."

As the blond attempted to raise his body, his knees "accidentally" slipped and he ended up falling on the man - his exposed chest lying on the man's face. He quickly raised himself.

"Oh my, how indecent of me.. I am so sorry, sir..."

The blond acted out the shy part by hiding his chest with the handkerchief.

"...It is alright, dear. Could you not move for a moment?"

The blond, confused, simply obeyed the man. The taller man began to check out the blond whole. From his exposed chest and shoulders to his pale legs.

"Oh no, this is not good... Rafal, I need you to leave. Forgive me but leave me alone for tonight..."

"Sir..? I do not want to be alone... After today too, I need you more than ever... Do I happen to be an eyesore, sir?"

"You are right, Rafal. You may stay, forgive me... On the contrary, dear, you look beautiful tonight. Really beautiful, yes..."

"Thank you, sir. But then... What is it..?"

The man raised his head slightly only to be met face to face with the blond's exposed chest once again. He really could not hold himself back any longer.

The man's hands reached out to the blond's behind and squeezed as hard as he could - mostly an unconscious move.

"A-Ah! Sir! At least.. A warning would be nice... and with such force too.."

"Oh no, I am sorry Rafal. I do not know what came over me, dear. Forgive me."

"It is quite alright, sir. Please tell me, what can I do for you?"

"Could you pour me some more water? I do not understand, is it the shock speaking for me in this moment..?"

"There you go, sir. Perhaps that is the case. It may be your need to take action when it is needed - you are quite the provider after all."

The man drank the water and held the blond's back to put the cup back down.

"Sir, perhaps my body could help you tonight... You may use me as much as you like as well. A man should let loose every once in a while, you worry too much you know. You deserve to get comfortable..."

"Rafal, I do not think tonight is a good idea. After everything that happened to you.. And the way I am feeling right now - I may end up hurting you."

"The princess wants the knight to stand up!"

"Rafal...?"

"Follow me, good sir."

The blond took the man to their terrace, where solely a bed resided. From this height, many other houses could be seen that were not far yet not too close either. Perhaps a minute or two away from here - the two men enjoyed the silence after all.

The blond made the man sit down on the bed. Turning to the candle on the table next to the bed, the blond bent down to light it up. The man was trying his best not to stare at the blond - to which he failed and ended up looking all the more so than before.

Rafal chuckled having seen the man's reflection on the glass that surrounded the candle. The man turned away, blushing. The blond now stood between the man's legs, looking down at him as he rested his hands on his shoulders.

"Naughty, naughty man. This is the second time you know... How indecent..."

The blond chuckled.

"I am sorry, dear. That is one of the reasons I do not think tonight is a good idea. I might-"

The blond brought the man's face close to his chest.

"If you wish for me to feel better then you shall fulfill all my needs. A man as capable and strong as you can do that. Is that not what you want, sir? For me to be happy?"

"Yes, Rafal but-"

The man tried to move away but the blond held the other's face tightly to his chest.

"It is my only request, sir. I want you to use me to fulfill your desires so that I know that you want me, that I am needed by you, sir. I will know if you hold back as well."

"Alright... Rafal, dear, you do not understand... You might get seriously hurt. I am barely moving right now out of fear of hurting you.."

"I want this, sir and I want it now. Do you understand that? I wish to be ruined by you. You are not the only one with these feelings."

The blond shook his shoulders making the shirt - the man's shirt that is - fall off, fully exposing his chest to the other man. The blond guided the man across his chest.

"Come on now, sir. Show me how much you truly want me. Use all your strength on me."

The man could not hold himself back any longer. He felt like an animal in that moment which got him to feel slight disgust about himself. He held the blond's waist and back and began sucking on his chest, leaving love bites everywhere he could - he began to allow himself to let out his frustrations on the blond as he had requested.

"A-Ah, sir, m-more harshly and you will rip them apart... Your princess will not... A-Ah... will not remain pretty like this."

"You are always going to be beautiful in my eyes, love. Forgive me but I wish to ruin you so that no one else may have you but me... I happen to have horrible thoughts with this twisted love of mine..."

The blond laid down and gestured for the man to join him. The man got on top and the blond proceeded to remove his shirt.

"Tell me, good sir. What are these twisted fantasies of yours? How much more will they excite me? I can already feel the mess I have made of myself down here..."

The blond began to rub his thighs together, exposing a sight that lied beneath his skirt. On his own initiative, the man placed his hand there and began satisfying the blond who was already stimulated enough to feel sensitive.

"O-Oh, sir, yes, y-yes. I am already so... S-so close. Keep going, p-please. And tell me, t-tell me all about your love, sir..."

"You look so beautiful, my dear. So beautiful that I do not think you should be allowed out of this house. I wish you could remain here, solely for my eyes alone."

"S-Sir... Y-You are the only one... The only one who sees me like this. Oh my, oh my, yes... Y-Yes, sir, you are the only one..."

The blond had already reached his release many times - getting louder by the minute.

"People will see and hear you, Rafal... Lower your voice."

"W-Who cares...?? I need you to have me, sir, I-I need you to have me whole so t-that everyone knows... that I belong to you... Do you not.. Oh my.. Do you not want to do that..?"

"You are quite erotic, my dear. I am barely able to take things slow."

"N-No! Do not mind me, s-sir. Do what y-you want to me. Even if I can not... take it.. Give it to me, please..."

The blond weakly reached out to the man's pants, dragging them down to reveal the man's mutual excitement.

"I-I want you, sir... Please take responsibility and do everything to me. I-I... I will not be able to do much. My body is weak already.."

The blond, with all his strength, got closer to the man's ear and whispered.

"I remain a toy solely for your entertainment, sir. Do as you wish."

The man inserted himself in the blond and did not allow time for the blond to adjust, entering him whole. The blond gasped and chocked at the stimulation. He began to let out indecent noises as loudly as he could.

"Ah, yes! A-Ah yes, yes, sir! I-...I hope everyone knows how well you are doing me, sir. O-Oh yes, oh my...M-More please..."

"You like this, do you not...?"

"A-Ah... More, sir. More, m-more, more."

The blond was not aware of anything as he solely focused on his own pleasure as the man did as he wished to him.

The taller man raised one of the blond's legs and began to mercilessly move at a pace that could not allow the blond to breath properly. The blond froze in place, drooling all over the place.

"M-Mo.. A-Ah.. S-So good..."

All the blond could utter were non coherent words the man did not bother with, solely focusing on his own pleasure. He now seemed to touch the the blond more. Biting him and leaving hickeys everywhere on his neck - a sensitive spot of the other man. He continued to move at a fast pace.

"I want to have you like this all the time, my dear."

The taller man, ever since he could remember, had always held back when it came to expressing his desires, given that he himself judged his tastes for being extreme. But right now, more than ever, he wished to invite the blond into this screwed up world of his.

"I do not think you will enjoy what happens next Rafal."

The blond was out of it, lacking the apprehension needed to understand the taller man. It took him a moment to process the other man's words.

"Do... Do as you w-wish, please."

The taller man grabbed a candle and lit it up with the already lit one. His other hand moved up to take a hold of the blond's hair, keeping him in place. He brought and rested the candle close and above the blond's thigh, not slowing down his pace.

Once again it took the blond a few seconds to understand what was happening. The surprising part to the other man, was when the blond raised his legs to approach the candle.

"Do it, sir. Ruin me, please..."

With no hesitation, the taller man extinguished the candle on the blond's upper thigh. The blond's gasp was cut off by the intense pain.

"AH! Sir! O-Oh! H-Hold me... Hold me, please. It hurts, sir. It hurts..."

The blond started crying. The taller man embraced the other. With one hand he gripped the area in which the blond had gotten burnt.

"S-Sir, am I... A-Am I good enough for you? A-Anything you wish... to do to me, do it... I beg of you..."

The taller man did not say a thing. He simply lit up the candle and continuously burned the blond as he took mental note of his reactions until he was satisfied.

"Ah! Oh my... S-Sir... Do you enjoy ruining my appeal, sir? You can burn more of my skin, if you so wish... A-Ah!"

"And yet you are still as appealing as ever, my dear."

The man continued to move within the blond at a fast pace - allowing the blond to solely surrender to the feeling of immense pleasure he was receiving.

"How I wish to keep you up here forevermore, my love. None in this world should see you. If they are to see you then let it be when I have you in this manner."

Having said that the man reached his release within the blond, an amount the blond had never experienced before and to which he ended up passing out to.

"Come on, dear. You can not rest at the moment. Not right now."

The man repeatedly slapped the blond to wake him up.

"S-Sir forgive me... Oh.. T-This is so much... I like it.. M-More please..."

The man pinched the places in which the blond had gotten burned - that got the blond awake again as if morning had come.

"AH! A-Ah... Sir..."

"I need you present."

"Y-Yes, sir."

"Good job, my boy."

The man began to choke the blond with all his strength as he reached his release once again.

"Rafal... You feel amazing. Your body is beautiful, as always."

The blond tried to stay awake by pleasuring himself as well.

"S-So big, sir... Ruin my life... P-Please ruin me..."

The blond was a mess in every sense of the word. He could not function properly, with fluids residing everywhere around and in his body.

"S-Sir.. I-...I am only this indecent for you... I-I like revealing all of me to you... O-Oh my, I am such a tart for you sir. A-Ah! U-Use me more, sir..."

"Well, then... Let them know, dear. Let everyone know how you feel right now so that no one dares to approach you."

"Y-Yes, sir... Oh my, and I thought you would never ask..."

The blond was already loud to begin with but now - the man speaking to him in this manner excited him all the more.

"O-Oh yes, this man can have me like no other. A-Ah yes! He does me like no other! I-I belong to this capable... this capable man, h-how lucky I am!"

"Even now, I find you all the more endearing, love."

"Oh, sir! A-Ah.. After everything... I cannot possibly be endearing to you.. N-No..."

"Please, dear... It is quite improper of me to say this but your killing of other people and your love for me are the most adorable traits I know of you..."

"S-Sir... I cannot think.. Y-You have filled me so many times... A-Ah...! I can not..."

"My apologies, dear... Just a little bit more."

"N-No, sir.. A-Ah.. Ah! Go on.. As much as you wish..."

The man held the blond's legs up to his shoulders, attempting to finish once again within him.

"I love you, my dear... In a moment such as this, I feel the need to remind you of my true feelings... I vow to care for you unceasingly."

"Oh my, s-sir.. I am so lucky to have such a man.. Such a man...! I-I too will serve you... till the end of time, sir. A-Ah... Forever, my dear man..."

After a moment, the two men were heavily breathing attempting to calm down.

"Oh, sir... It seems that we arrived at the same time just now..."

The blond looked as if he had fallen for the man in front of him all over again and the same could be said about the other man who could not take his eyes off of the blond.

"Indeed, my dear."

The taller man laid down next to the blond. With all his strength, Rafal turned to lay on the man's arm on his side.

"Are you tired, sir?"

"...? Rafal do not tell me you-"

"No, no! I can not... My back hurts a lot, I do not think I will be able to satisfy you anyway..."

"Rafal, you satisfy me very well, that each time I end up having to hold myself back..."

"Wait... So you can still...?!"

"Do not try to start anything, love, please. You are already tired. I do not wish to cause you any more harm than I already did."

The blond got slightly cold to which the man responded to by handing him his shirt. The blond attempted to get up only to fail, the man now dressing him himself. They laid once again in bed, the man frowned.

"Sir...? What is it? Why are you upset?

"Ah, my dear boy, come here."

The man brought the blond close enough to embrace him tight. The blond got flustered but gave in.

"I am so sorry, love..."

"...? Sir, what are you talking about?"

"I did not mean to hurt you in the ways that I did. I do not enjoy this part of me, I find it utterly disgusting. I am so sorry, my dear one."

"Oh no, sir... No, no... I do not care about some measly scars on my body... As long as you still like me that is..."

"Oh Rafal, you are lovely to me in each and every moment. I can not look away from you..."

"Then all is well, sir. Do not worry... I am the one who wished for you to be this honest with me. It was nice you know... I enjoyed it..."

The blond turned red but bravely admitted his feelings while smiling at the other man.

"I am sorry, dear. I can not seem to handle what I did after all. Forgive me."

"Oh you..."

The blond held the other man's sad face and caressed it all the more gently.

"Poor you. I can not stand to see you in this state. Come here."

The blond got up to sit on the bed, welcoming the man to rest his head on his lap. The other man blushed at the request but nonetheless reciprocated. The blond began to caress the taller man's hair.

"You are such a caring man. Not only do you treat me with such honest devotion, you also doubt yourself often - always looking for ways to make me the happiest one alive."

"I do not think I have been able to..."

The man's voice trailed off.

"Sir, I need you to listen to me, alright?"

The blond felt a strong need to tend to the other man at the moment. The taller man simply nodded.

'Cute...'

The blond thought.

"I have loved everything you have done for me, even the matters that annoyed or upset me, because the truth is that you did everything for my happiness."

The blond bent down to kiss the man's lips.

"This remains true for matters that you are not comfortable with as well. It is alright with me if you do not wish to do such things to me ever again but just know that I am happy and I hope that I can grow to be more honest with you as if I were speaking to myself."

The blond smiled, with love in his eyes, as he looked at the other man. He continued.

"I hope you grow comfortable with this side of yours as well."

"Alright, dear... I will work on it, I promise..."

"Oh, you! You are so cute! My man is so adorable! So serious and all... Stop this, sir, please...!"

"Rafal..."

The blond chuckled at the other man's embarrassment.

"Alright, sir. I will not tease you any longer!"

The blond's gaze and tone softened.

"My sweet man. Rest now for I shall remain by your side. Do not forget; I too may care for you and tend to your needs so do not worry. Protect and hold me, that is solely all I ask of you. Do not leave me... Please."

The man took a hold of the blond's hand and kissed it.

"I would never dream of doing such a thing."

"Thank you for always reassuring me in this manner..."

The blond kissed the man again and raised his head to look at the sky.

"Sir, look how beautiful Aquila appears tonight..."

The man looked over at the constellation.

"It appears as if the eagle is taking the fall... You know, sir, Aquila is known as the symbol of freedom and in mythology, as the messenger of the mightiest of gods."

The blond continued to caress the man's hair.

"I believe something or someone out there made it possible for me to meet you, perhaps God if you will... They sent you my way, helping us meet through our mutual love for the cosmos..."

The blond smiled.

"Everything so far has made me question my freedom and the actions we take to protect all that we love..."

"Have you regretted any of your actions so far, Rafal?"

"On the contrary, sir. I have done as my heart desired in every present moment, I always believed and I continue to do so."

The man was silent for a moment before he spoke.

"I have to say that it may take me a moment to act, that is true... But I have not regretted anything I have done for your sake, that, I know, shall remain true for as long as I live."

The blond looked over at the man now, caressing his face.

"You are such a poet, sir. You leave me embarrassed at what I have said in comparison..."

"Your words are all the more meaningful, my dear. You always know what to say."

The blond chuckled.

"Is that so?"

"Well then, sir. Let us get under the covers and rest here for a while. This moment is all that matters for now. Tomorrow shall come at its own pace."

"You are right, my dear. Let us do so."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This may be read as a teacher Rafal x Hubert or teacher Rafal x male reader. Proceed as you wish.