"It is time for you to rise from bed, young master Lovelace. I'm afraid I have allowed you to sleep in far too long and we are burning the daylight away, and we have much to do this fine morning," called the sweet but dark voice of my loyal servant and butler, William Lioncourt, which pulled me from the deep reverie that was my dreams. After speaking, he drew back the red velvet curtains from a nearby window, letting the light flood into the room, illuminating the once dark sleeping chamber.
My eyelids fluttered open and I beheld his image. He was tall, close to six feet, and very slender framed. His face was pale and angular, and his shoulder length black hair was pulled back into a small ponytail that fell down his neck, while his bangs fell messily in his eyes, however not completely obscuring the view of his beautiful crystalline blue irises. He smiled at me when he noticed I was awake and said, "Good morning, young lord. I have prepared your morning tea for you, just as you like it."
"Ughn.. William, must I wake now? Perhaps a few more minutes rest will be acceptable," I said with a yawn before turning away from the light that poured from the window. I scruffed my blonde hair, allowing my bangs to fall into my face before I rolled over and set my head back upon the soft pillows of my bed.
"I'm afraid not, my lord. There is much to be done, and no time for a nap. Now, if you'll please sit up, I shall assist you with removing your sleeping clothes and changing into something more appropriate. After your tea, of course," William said as he wheeled the food cart closer, which upon it sat a steaming pot of English tea and fine silver cups and utensils. The smell was strong, and I could recognize the scent from my spot on the bed. I sat up and yawned again, finding the cart sitting next to me on my left. Closer now, I could see that there was also a fresh breakfast of simple but decadent eggs and a basket of rolls with a dish of creamy butter next to it. William smiled when I arched my eyebrows.
"I hope this will do for today, young master. You see, I was pressed for time. Forgive me," I scowled at his formality towards me.
"Please, William. I am not the lord of the house. My father may be on his deathbed, but he has not passed on yet. Please, drop the formalities. You know it upsets me. As for the breakfast, it is fine. I'm not that hungry anyway," I rubbed my head as I said it and smiled at him.
Me and William were childhood friends. His family had long served mine as our butlers and servants, and when William's father passed away two years ago, he took on his place. We grew up together, and we were like brothers. Wherever I went, he went, and I found myself thoroughly attached to his company.
"What kind of butler would I be if I offended my young lord in such a way? No kind of butler at all. However, if it is your wish, I shall exercise myself not to refer to you as "master" too much. I hope that will do.. Gracen. Now, please, drink up, before the tea gets cold," he said smiling as he held out his outstretched which bore the cup of tea. I pulled off the blankets that engulfed most of my body and reached for the tea. As soon as I grasped it, however, my hand started to tremble.
The tea fell right on to my shirt, staining the white fabric brown. William held a worried expression and reached to help, although I waved his hand away.
"No, William. I'm fine. I can get it," I said, slightly annoyed as I stepped out of the bed. I slowly undone the buttons on the shirt and pulled it off, holding it out for William to take it. I didn't mind Will seeing me half naked. His services as a butler often meant that he had to see me completely naked, which had indeed happened, so it hardly bothered me it all.
"I shall take care of it, my lord. I shall also fetch you an outfit for you to wear today. Do you have anything in mind?" he asked, still sounding off because of the incident with the tea.
"Bring me something blue to wear please, William."
"Yes, my young master," he said as he slightly bowed, putting creases in his specialty tailored black jacket with somewhat long coattails. "In my absence, please enjoy the breakfast that was prepared for you," he held himself upright and stalked gracefully out of the room, shutting the door softly as he passed through. I walked over to the cart of food and wheeled it over to a tableset and chairs in the corner of my room, laying the dishes and silverware out appropriately on the table. I sat in the chair and started to eat the foods, savoring the flavors.
Being alone, I got to thinking about my innermost feelings; the feelings that I had for William. How I loved him so, but such a thing was unheard of, a lord joining his butler in holy matrimony. Even more so unheard of since we were both males. How I wished that I could know his feelings for me, but I could never ask him such a thing.
Before I realized it, I had finished my plate of food and was staring down at the silver plate, my reflection staring back at me. My chin length blonde hair was messy, and my blue eyes looked lighter than usual. My skin was slightly paled and I looked somewhat sickly. I pushed the plate away, slightly in disgust, and walked toward the window. Outside, I could see William stringing up the once ruined shirt on a wire to dry, the stain already gone from it's fabric. He looked up to the window then and I hid. Hopefully he didn't notice me.
I walked over to the bed again and sat on the edge. William will be back soon with my new clothes, I thought to myself. I stood up and stripped off the calf length trousers that I had worn to bed and lay them on my bedside nightstand. I felt strange, standing naked in my own room, so I sat back down on the bed and covered up under the sheets, my head poking out and facing the door. I heard the front door to the manor shut, and the soft patter of feet on a staircase leading up to the second floor. The footsteps echoed in the hallway as William approached. He opened the door, my new clothes in hand, and he gave me an amused expression.
"My young master, I thought I told you we had naught the time for a nap," he smiled and moved closer to the bed, motioning to pull the sheets from my body, before he noticed my trousers on the table next to him. "Master? Have you already removed your clothing?" I nodded my head slightly and he proceeded to remove the sheets from me and helped me stand up. I stumbled, although slightly on purpose, and fell into his arms. I faked a fit of coughs to make the whole thing seem very legitimate.
"Young lord? Erm.. Gracen?" he asked, surprised.
"I'm sorry, William. This blasted cold has got the best of me," I gave a shy smile and stepped backward.
"My, my. You are quite the messy eater sometimes," and William withdrew a handkerchief from a pocket and leaned in closer to me, brushing it at the corner of my lips. Without withdrawing back, he said, "You had a bit of butter on your lip from the rolls, young master. I swear, although you are of age to he a man, you are quite childish at times," he smiled, displaying a beautiful row of teeth. I felt my cheeks turn hot with blood and I turned my head away. To my surprise, William held my face in his hand and turned my head back to face him.
"Forgive me, young lord."
"Willi-" A surprised noise escaped my lips before he pressed his to mine. The sudden warmth that met my lips was like fire on ice, and I melted in my captor's arms. He crushed his lips harder down on mine and held me firm in his embrace. I met his gaze and closed my eyes, more than happy to give in to him. He moved his mouth and traced his tongue around my lips before he slipped his tongue into my mouth and it met mine, tasting each other, moving like they were dancing in our mouths.
He backed me up to the bed and turned around so that he sat on the edge of the mattress, facing me. I broke our mouths' connection and sat up on his lap, wrapping my legs around him, and resumed with kissing him. I felt a tingle run up my spine and shivered slightly. Will noticed and parted our lips, although I leaned forward, unconscious of the fact that I wanted more.
"Are you cold, young master?" he asked, smiling but looking worried.
"No. It was just.. the excitement," I said. He smiled and pecked my lips before kissing down my jaw line and up to my ear lobe, where he played with it with his tongue and softly nibbled it with his teeth. I softly moaned as he abused my ear and I traced my fingers across his clothed back, longing to take of the coat and every other bit of clothing he had on. I brought my hands to the front and slowly undone the buttons to his tailcoat. Before I knew it, he had the coat pulled off a thrown across the room, landing in a ball in front of the window, and I was already away with removing his vest and white undershirt.
William drifted down from my ear, kissing along my neck, and down even more as he kissed my chest and found his way to a nipple, where he played with it and sucked it, sending a lavish feeling throughout my body. I finally got his other shirts off and fell on top of him, pinning him between me and the bed. I asked him with obvious ecstasy and his hands explored my back, sliding down farther now and then and rubbing my bottom. He then rolled over so that he was on top of me and started kissing down my chest again. I had hardly noticed my erected member, but when he started playing with it with his hand, it sent me up the wall. His kissed down even farther, finding his face inches away from my manhood.
"My lord?" he said, asking permission. I nodded and he placed it inside his mouth, sucking on my penis. My back arched with pleasure and moans escaped my mouth. William looked up, his eyes looking as if he were grinning at me.
"My young master, you are too cute and childish. I drives me mad," he smiled again and resumed pleasuring me. I couldn't take anymore. This was mere foreplay to me!
"William. Please.. put it in." I said between moans.
"In a moment, my lord.."
I watched as he slowly slid of his trousers and shoes, observing his naked body with pleasure. Although he had seen me, I had never seen him like this. His frame was small indeed, although not devoid of muscle. I felt a little embarrassed when I noticed his penis, which stood proud and erect.
"William.. Please, that's enough," I said softly and William sighed.
"As you wish, young lord," and he crept back up my chest and.kissed me once again. While he was distracted with that, I took my chance to pleasure him, and I grasped his penis, rubbing it smoothly. He moaned in my mouth a gasped.
"My lord. You may make me release before I intend to," he smiled, and I relinquished my grasp. He then pulled my legs up to my chest and hung my legs on his shoulders. He positioned himself at the entrance inside me and looked up at me, once again asking me permission.
"Just.. go!"
"One more moment, my lord," he said before sliding a finger inside me. I winced at the sudden pain, but had no time to moan before he placed a second finger in and began making scissor motions, loosening the muscles inside me. He slid the fingers out and once again place himself at the entrance, although this time he didn't ask permission before entering.
The sudden ecstasy surprised me. The slight pain was overwhelmed with the beautiful feeling that trailed through my body, and the moans escaped softly as he pushed in and out. His face twisted up in a fit of pleasure, and he panted as he worked away, eager to relieve himself of his erection. I whispered words of encouragement to him, asking him to go faster and harder. He agreed, and had no problem with making me moan and groan even louder.
It was a lovely moment. I could feel William inside me, the throbbing of his member within myself, the exquisite pain when he pushed far enough in. I thought I would be seeing stars soon if he kept it up, but I didn't mind. Not in the slightest. I was happy that I finally had use together like this.
"Ah.. Mm...," I let the sounds slip quite audibly out of my mouth. He had picked up the pace even more, and his eyes looked somewhat glassy, as if brimming with tears. I watched the sweat drip and run down his chest on to me. He is so beautiful, I thought to myself. I closed my eyes and found myself riding on this intense ecstasy.
I was then aware of a better feeling, and opened my eyes to find him slowly rubbing my penis in time with his thrusts. My back arched once again and moans escaped me.
"My-.. My lord. I'm close," he whispered in my ear, "Shall we release together?" The question sounded so innocent, so pure. He then began to pump faster, and I felt the sensation that slept release travel through my body and down to the throbbing limb that lay in William's hand. I held it in as much as I could, waiting for him to get to the point of climax as well.
"I'm.. I'm...," he winced his eyes shut and a loud sound escaped his mouth after he pulled out of me and shot his load on my chest. I let the sensation go free and a winced as I came just a second after him. The pleasure was too great, and tears slipped from my eye. I watched William as he sweated over me, and then he pulled me in for a kiss.
"Gracen," he said softly, pulling from the embrace, "I love you."
I stared up at him and hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go.
"I love you, William Lioncourt. I always have." I smiled and and kissed his neck before pulling him into bed with me. "Now, may I please take a nap? I want everything planned for today canceled. I just want to lay with you for a while."
"As you wish, my young master. We can have a nap now," he said. I snuggled up close to him and he held my tightly to his chest, safe in his arms. I drifted to sleep shortly, dreaming of the moment that I now lay in, and the love that I knew Will felt for me. I couldn't be happier.
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I woke to find William gone, the blankets thay had been on the bed during intercourse were gone, replaced by new sheets. The others must have gotten rarely dirty, I thought with a smile. I was wearing Will's undershirt, which was rather big on me and fit like a sleeping gown that went far enough down to conceal my private area. The shirt smelled of him and sweat. I breathed it in, laughing at myself.
Then the door opened, and Will came in, wearing nothing but his trousers, with a food cart bearing tea.
"My lord, it is time for hour afternoon tea," he said with a smile and chuckled. I didn't see what was so funny. "I must comment, but you look very cute in my shirt and nothing else." He winked and my face turned hot. He brought the tea over, which wasn't steaming at all, and held it out to me. I reached out slowly for it.
And then he spilled it's contents on me, seemingly on purpose.
"Will!" I exclaimed, brushing at the stain on the shirt.
"Oh, deary me. Please, excuse me. I must be coming down with a.. cold." He grinned wickedly down at me and laughed. "Please, allow me to-," I took the shirt off and handed it to him, wiggling nh eyebrows. He chuckled, and I pulled him in for one more kiss. ~
My eyelids fluttered open and I beheld his image. He was tall, close to six feet, and very slender framed. His face was pale and angular, and his shoulder length black hair was pulled back into a small ponytail that fell down his neck, while his bangs fell messily in his eyes, however not completely obscuring the view of his beautiful crystalline blue irises. He smiled at me when he noticed I was awake and said, "Good morning, young lord. I have prepared your morning tea for you, just as you like it."
"Ughn.. William, must I wake now? Perhaps a few more minutes rest will be acceptable," I said with a yawn before turning away from the light that poured from the window. I scruffed my blonde hair, allowing my bangs to fall into my face before I rolled over and set my head back upon the soft pillows of my bed.
"I'm afraid not, my lord. There is much to be done, and no time for a nap. Now, if you'll please sit up, I shall assist you with removing your sleeping clothes and changing into something more appropriate. After your tea, of course," William said as he wheeled the food cart closer, which upon it sat a steaming pot of English tea and fine silver cups and utensils. The smell was strong, and I could recognize the scent from my spot on the bed. I sat up and yawned again, finding the cart sitting next to me on my left. Closer now, I could see that there was also a fresh breakfast of simple but decadent eggs and a basket of rolls with a dish of creamy butter next to it. William smiled when I arched my eyebrows.
"I hope this will do for today, young master. You see, I was pressed for time. Forgive me," I scowled at his formality towards me.
"Please, William. I am not the lord of the house. My father may be on his deathbed, but he has not passed on yet. Please, drop the formalities. You know it upsets me. As for the breakfast, it is fine. I'm not that hungry anyway," I rubbed my head as I said it and smiled at him.
Me and William were childhood friends. His family had long served mine as our butlers and servants, and when William's father passed away two years ago, he took on his place. We grew up together, and we were like brothers. Wherever I went, he went, and I found myself thoroughly attached to his company.
"What kind of butler would I be if I offended my young lord in such a way? No kind of butler at all. However, if it is your wish, I shall exercise myself not to refer to you as "master" too much. I hope that will do.. Gracen. Now, please, drink up, before the tea gets cold," he said smiling as he held out his outstretched which bore the cup of tea. I pulled off the blankets that engulfed most of my body and reached for the tea. As soon as I grasped it, however, my hand started to tremble.
The tea fell right on to my shirt, staining the white fabric brown. William held a worried expression and reached to help, although I waved his hand away.
"No, William. I'm fine. I can get it," I said, slightly annoyed as I stepped out of the bed. I slowly undone the buttons on the shirt and pulled it off, holding it out for William to take it. I didn't mind Will seeing me half naked. His services as a butler often meant that he had to see me completely naked, which had indeed happened, so it hardly bothered me it all.
"I shall take care of it, my lord. I shall also fetch you an outfit for you to wear today. Do you have anything in mind?" he asked, still sounding off because of the incident with the tea.
"Bring me something blue to wear please, William."
"Yes, my young master," he said as he slightly bowed, putting creases in his specialty tailored black jacket with somewhat long coattails. "In my absence, please enjoy the breakfast that was prepared for you," he held himself upright and stalked gracefully out of the room, shutting the door softly as he passed through. I walked over to the cart of food and wheeled it over to a tableset and chairs in the corner of my room, laying the dishes and silverware out appropriately on the table. I sat in the chair and started to eat the foods, savoring the flavors.
Being alone, I got to thinking about my innermost feelings; the feelings that I had for William. How I loved him so, but such a thing was unheard of, a lord joining his butler in holy matrimony. Even more so unheard of since we were both males. How I wished that I could know his feelings for me, but I could never ask him such a thing.
Before I realized it, I had finished my plate of food and was staring down at the silver plate, my reflection staring back at me. My chin length blonde hair was messy, and my blue eyes looked lighter than usual. My skin was slightly paled and I looked somewhat sickly. I pushed the plate away, slightly in disgust, and walked toward the window. Outside, I could see William stringing up the once ruined shirt on a wire to dry, the stain already gone from it's fabric. He looked up to the window then and I hid. Hopefully he didn't notice me.
I walked over to the bed again and sat on the edge. William will be back soon with my new clothes, I thought to myself. I stood up and stripped off the calf length trousers that I had worn to bed and lay them on my bedside nightstand. I felt strange, standing naked in my own room, so I sat back down on the bed and covered up under the sheets, my head poking out and facing the door. I heard the front door to the manor shut, and the soft patter of feet on a staircase leading up to the second floor. The footsteps echoed in the hallway as William approached. He opened the door, my new clothes in hand, and he gave me an amused expression.
"My young master, I thought I told you we had naught the time for a nap," he smiled and moved closer to the bed, motioning to pull the sheets from my body, before he noticed my trousers on the table next to him. "Master? Have you already removed your clothing?" I nodded my head slightly and he proceeded to remove the sheets from me and helped me stand up. I stumbled, although slightly on purpose, and fell into his arms. I faked a fit of coughs to make the whole thing seem very legitimate.
"Young lord? Erm.. Gracen?" he asked, surprised.
"I'm sorry, William. This blasted cold has got the best of me," I gave a shy smile and stepped backward.
"My, my. You are quite the messy eater sometimes," and William withdrew a handkerchief from a pocket and leaned in closer to me, brushing it at the corner of my lips. Without withdrawing back, he said, "You had a bit of butter on your lip from the rolls, young master. I swear, although you are of age to he a man, you are quite childish at times," he smiled, displaying a beautiful row of teeth. I felt my cheeks turn hot with blood and I turned my head away. To my surprise, William held my face in his hand and turned my head back to face him.
"Forgive me, young lord."
"Willi-" A surprised noise escaped my lips before he pressed his to mine. The sudden warmth that met my lips was like fire on ice, and I melted in my captor's arms. He crushed his lips harder down on mine and held me firm in his embrace. I met his gaze and closed my eyes, more than happy to give in to him. He moved his mouth and traced his tongue around my lips before he slipped his tongue into my mouth and it met mine, tasting each other, moving like they were dancing in our mouths.
He backed me up to the bed and turned around so that he sat on the edge of the mattress, facing me. I broke our mouths' connection and sat up on his lap, wrapping my legs around him, and resumed with kissing him. I felt a tingle run up my spine and shivered slightly. Will noticed and parted our lips, although I leaned forward, unconscious of the fact that I wanted more.
"Are you cold, young master?" he asked, smiling but looking worried.
"No. It was just.. the excitement," I said. He smiled and pecked my lips before kissing down my jaw line and up to my ear lobe, where he played with it with his tongue and softly nibbled it with his teeth. I softly moaned as he abused my ear and I traced my fingers across his clothed back, longing to take of the coat and every other bit of clothing he had on. I brought my hands to the front and slowly undone the buttons to his tailcoat. Before I knew it, he had the coat pulled off a thrown across the room, landing in a ball in front of the window, and I was already away with removing his vest and white undershirt.
William drifted down from my ear, kissing along my neck, and down even more as he kissed my chest and found his way to a nipple, where he played with it and sucked it, sending a lavish feeling throughout my body. I finally got his other shirts off and fell on top of him, pinning him between me and the bed. I asked him with obvious ecstasy and his hands explored my back, sliding down farther now and then and rubbing my bottom. He then rolled over so that he was on top of me and started kissing down my chest again. I had hardly noticed my erected member, but when he started playing with it with his hand, it sent me up the wall. His kissed down even farther, finding his face inches away from my manhood.
"My lord?" he said, asking permission. I nodded and he placed it inside his mouth, sucking on my penis. My back arched with pleasure and moans escaped my mouth. William looked up, his eyes looking as if he were grinning at me.
"My young master, you are too cute and childish. I drives me mad," he smiled again and resumed pleasuring me. I couldn't take anymore. This was mere foreplay to me!
"William. Please.. put it in." I said between moans.
"In a moment, my lord.."
I watched as he slowly slid of his trousers and shoes, observing his naked body with pleasure. Although he had seen me, I had never seen him like this. His frame was small indeed, although not devoid of muscle. I felt a little embarrassed when I noticed his penis, which stood proud and erect.
"William.. Please, that's enough," I said softly and William sighed.
"As you wish, young lord," and he crept back up my chest and.kissed me once again. While he was distracted with that, I took my chance to pleasure him, and I grasped his penis, rubbing it smoothly. He moaned in my mouth a gasped.
"My lord. You may make me release before I intend to," he smiled, and I relinquished my grasp. He then pulled my legs up to my chest and hung my legs on his shoulders. He positioned himself at the entrance inside me and looked up at me, once again asking me permission.
"Just.. go!"
"One more moment, my lord," he said before sliding a finger inside me. I winced at the sudden pain, but had no time to moan before he placed a second finger in and began making scissor motions, loosening the muscles inside me. He slid the fingers out and once again place himself at the entrance, although this time he didn't ask permission before entering.
The sudden ecstasy surprised me. The slight pain was overwhelmed with the beautiful feeling that trailed through my body, and the moans escaped softly as he pushed in and out. His face twisted up in a fit of pleasure, and he panted as he worked away, eager to relieve himself of his erection. I whispered words of encouragement to him, asking him to go faster and harder. He agreed, and had no problem with making me moan and groan even louder.
It was a lovely moment. I could feel William inside me, the throbbing of his member within myself, the exquisite pain when he pushed far enough in. I thought I would be seeing stars soon if he kept it up, but I didn't mind. Not in the slightest. I was happy that I finally had use together like this.
"Ah.. Mm...," I let the sounds slip quite audibly out of my mouth. He had picked up the pace even more, and his eyes looked somewhat glassy, as if brimming with tears. I watched the sweat drip and run down his chest on to me. He is so beautiful, I thought to myself. I closed my eyes and found myself riding on this intense ecstasy.
I was then aware of a better feeling, and opened my eyes to find him slowly rubbing my penis in time with his thrusts. My back arched once again and moans escaped me.
"My-.. My lord. I'm close," he whispered in my ear, "Shall we release together?" The question sounded so innocent, so pure. He then began to pump faster, and I felt the sensation that slept release travel through my body and down to the throbbing limb that lay in William's hand. I held it in as much as I could, waiting for him to get to the point of climax as well.
"I'm.. I'm...," he winced his eyes shut and a loud sound escaped his mouth after he pulled out of me and shot his load on my chest. I let the sensation go free and a winced as I came just a second after him. The pleasure was too great, and tears slipped from my eye. I watched William as he sweated over me, and then he pulled me in for a kiss.
"Gracen," he said softly, pulling from the embrace, "I love you."
I stared up at him and hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go.
"I love you, William Lioncourt. I always have." I smiled and and kissed his neck before pulling him into bed with me. "Now, may I please take a nap? I want everything planned for today canceled. I just want to lay with you for a while."
"As you wish, my young master. We can have a nap now," he said. I snuggled up close to him and he held my tightly to his chest, safe in his arms. I drifted to sleep shortly, dreaming of the moment that I now lay in, and the love that I knew Will felt for me. I couldn't be happier.
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I woke to find William gone, the blankets thay had been on the bed during intercourse were gone, replaced by new sheets. The others must have gotten rarely dirty, I thought with a smile. I was wearing Will's undershirt, which was rather big on me and fit like a sleeping gown that went far enough down to conceal my private area. The shirt smelled of him and sweat. I breathed it in, laughing at myself.
Then the door opened, and Will came in, wearing nothing but his trousers, with a food cart bearing tea.
"My lord, it is time for hour afternoon tea," he said with a smile and chuckled. I didn't see what was so funny. "I must comment, but you look very cute in my shirt and nothing else." He winked and my face turned hot. He brought the tea over, which wasn't steaming at all, and held it out to me. I reached out slowly for it.
And then he spilled it's contents on me, seemingly on purpose.
"Will!" I exclaimed, brushing at the stain on the shirt.
"Oh, deary me. Please, excuse me. I must be coming down with a.. cold." He grinned wickedly down at me and laughed. "Please, allow me to-," I took the shirt off and handed it to him, wiggling nh eyebrows. He chuckled, and I pulled him in for one more kiss. ~
