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Serpico obeyed quietly, gulping a bit as he settled into the plush bed of the noble. It was somewhat……exciting and erotic to think that Gonzalo slept here and would continue to sleep here even after their ‘activities’ were done. For those thought his cock gave a slight throb of interest.

“Ummm…” the question embarrassed him and he dared not move his hands to cover his blushing face, for some reason shamed to be talking about this despite their recent actions.

“Uh….well….I’ve tried both….and both were enjoyable….” Just in case the viscount preferred one or the other he gave a non-comital answer, also hoping to not offend him no matter what he chose. They were already here anyway so might as well try everything.

A smile stretched a graceful arc across his face. It was nearly a leer with the way hooded brown eyes studied the pliant, blushing man ripe for his every whim. Gonzalo hummed in pretense of thought, purely for the suspense of the moment. He corked the vial, and allowed it to slip from his fingers and onto the bed.

“In that case, close your eyes. Not a peek until I say otherwise.” He murmured, watching Serpico’s face. "I don’t want you distracted.”

He waited for his instructions to be followed. When they were, he reached for Serpico’s length, and began to coax it to hardness. He stroked it slowly, massaging it with his palms and digits. Once it glistened from the oils, he shuffled a little higher, and began to sink down.

The initial breach made him gasp and shudder. It’s been a while since the last time he indulged this way, and the pressure brought about a dull ache. Careless for it, an instinctual decision he would surely regret after they were done, Gonzalo let out a slow breath through his lips, and lowered himself further. The shaft slid inside him, inch by inch, until the head grazed against a sensitive knot of nerves. He moaned, shivering, hands reaching forward to grasp Serpico’s shoulders.

“Keep still.” He panted, sweat gleaming on his skin. “I’m...almost...” One last movement, and Serpico sheathed inside him fully, rousing a trembling gasp, his eyes squeezing shut. “...Good...” He sighed, for a moment not daring to move. “...How does it feel? Is it good for you as well?”

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“O-oh…! V-viscount….!” Serpico spoke with a chocked moan, trying to warn him as he closed his eyes tightly, a shudder rippling through his body as he exploded inside the young noble’s mouth.

He could feel the sweat rolling down his back and chest as he panted heavily. It had been….amazing really. He looked down and caressed Gonzalo’s hair a couple of times before letting go, still feeling himself lightly shuddering from the intensity of his orgasm.

“….t-thank you…..” His voice was low and a little bit shy, still having a bit of a hard time believing what was happening. “….uh…..should I do the same?”

Fluids leaked from the corner of his mouth. He swallowed, and leaned away to wipe away the sticky dribble with a dainty digit. The touch on his hair gained Serpico a hum of approval, and a smile of hooded eyes blossomed on the Viscount’s features. Undeniably and unabashedly pleased, Gonzalo gave the shaft in his hand one last kiss, and rose to his feet.

“Only if you want to.” He unclasped his belt, and unbuttoned his trousers before slipping them off his hips. His shirt hung over his crotch, keeping him modest, but there was no question that he was bare.

“Lay down on the bed.” He instructed as he walked towards the bedside cabinet, pulling open a drawer to fish out a tinted vial. “On your back, hands on your sides.” He took out the cork, and the scent of a musky forest morning wafted into the air. Climbing onto the bed himself, he straddled Serpico, and poured a generous pool of oil into his palm.

“Have you ever taken another man?” Gonzalo asked, peering down through the thicket of his lashes. “Or do your nightly visitors bend you instead?”

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“Nnng….v-viscount….” Serpico still whispered, unable to bring himself to obey and made his desire louder.

Slowly, he slipped his hand along Gonzalo’s hair, pushing back his golden locks and hoping it would help as encouragement to continue what he did as he panted, leaving those sounds uncovered for Gonzalo to hear. He did want this, even if it was temporary, he wanted it.

Gonzalo moaned, pressing into the touch. There was intimacy in the gesture, ripe of kindness where others would have seized him by the hair and pulled. Gonzalo knew what men wanted of him when they watched him glide through the ballroom in shimmering silks and perfume on the stem of his neck. None of them would be so gentle. None of them would respect him should he knelt before them. This was why he chose Serpico. Serpico understood he was a Viscount, a Jorcastle, no matter what sort of substance painted his face.

Encouraged indeed, he quickened his movements, taking into his mouth the throbbing shaft until its head kneaded the back of his throat. It was certainly uncomfortable, but he did not relent, humming to the slick friction of cock against tongue. He braced his palms on Serpico’s thighs. Fluids glistened on his lips and dripped down his chin. He sought for that burst of liquid heat, cheeks flushed and jaw aching. He went from tip to base, determined to rouse from the other a bone-rattling climax.

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He watched as the other blond took charge and slowly opened his shirt, offering two options: kindness or cruelty. Truth be told he wanted to choose kindness, he wanted to ask for gentle treatment but he also didn’t want to offend Gonzalo or have him stop the soft kisses the peppered a long his skin.

Serpico let out a soft sound as Gonzalo found what he was looking for and immediately got to work on it. 

“Mmmm….Viscount….” he whispered, purposefully holding back and willing himself into quietness. Sweat began to pearl his skin and he removed his shirt, dropping it a bit more carefully among the jewels on the floor. Truthfully….it had been a long time since he had last been touched like this…..

Gonzalo coaxed the hot, stiffened shaft with the flat of his tongue. He formed a seal with his lips around its girth, and sucked gently before moving up and down. Unused to tending to another this way, his jaws ached a little, but the soft call of his title more than made up for the discomfort, encouraging him to massage with his fingers where his mouth could not reach.

Bobbing his head, he coated the cock to a hefty gleam. He leaned away only to tease the slit, where pearls of fluid budded, tempting his palate. He closed a hand around the shaft, and gave it a few firm strokes while teasing its tip.

“Do not withhold yourself on my account.” He murmured, giving the cock in his grip a kiss. “I want to hear every sound you sing under my touch.”

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Serpico blushed, a bit surprised by his eagerness though not taken aback, he was still willing to stay. “I….well….m-my first time…..it was actually a freebie….I was young, it was my first time in that part of the city. He was kind to me….he uh….” He walked back, finding himself hitting the edge of the bed and deciding to sit on it.

“….he….undressed me and gave me blowjob….then he showed me how to do it to him….and other stuff….” he blushed even more than before, remembering that night so long ago. He looked up shyly at Gonzalo to gauge his reaction, was this what he was looking for?

Gonzalo took out the gems in his hair, and brushed his fingers through the gentle waves of golden silk to loosen its spill down his shoulders. He took off his vest, then his ribbon and cravat. Diamonds clinked against the floor where he dropped his bracelets and brooch, articles costing crates of gold forgotten in lieu of the blushing man seated upon his bed.

“Do you like kindness?” He stopped before Serpico, and worked slowly at the buttons, kneeling so he could reach. “I can be kind. I can be cruel. I suppose we shall see where the mood takes us.” He parted the shirt, and leaned forward to lay upon that graceful neck a line of suckling kisses. His hands traveled lower still, tugging open the belt before working on the trousers. His digits were swift, impatient, and his mouth found the smoldering heat of a pulse, where he treated to a nip of teeth.

“How convenient you are already in the right position.” With a smile and a coy tilt of head, Gonzalo bowed his head, and took Serpico’s cock into his mouth.

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Serpico was too busy trying to process what was going on to notice the winding path they were taking to reach Gonzalo’s chambers. He was nervous, this man was his mistress’ friend, it concerned him that he might try to use this as some sort of leverage against her -even though as far as he knew, Gonzalo had been nothing but kind to Farnese.

Arriving at the bedroom he swallowed the lump on his throat and proceeded to remove the apron he’d accidentally brought along, carefully folding it

“….I know some ways….but I have never had a….I’ve only met with gentlemen of the night and only for a couple of hours….” he admitted, slightly embarrassed. “What do you want?”

Gonzalo laughed a little while he watched Serpico slip off his apron. He was hoping the man would leave it on, as the sight of the slender Vandimion attendant dressed in the garb of a kitchen maid pleased him. It was, however, not a complete loss, since it insinuated further undressing. The Viscount sauntered forward, confident in his own home and his station. He did not fear rejection, for he knew he would not be refused.

“You have had encounters with those who walk the night?” He pretended to be surprised, even though he himself was not innocent of it. “What did you do with them, and what did you have them do to you?” He asked with a casual tone, and ignored the question directed back towards him. He flicked aside his gloves, leaving them to the floor, and began to shed his coat.

“Tell me in great detail.” He smiled, the expression kind if not for the glint in his eyes. “I would like to do the very same.”

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“Nn…!” Now that certainly surprised him and made him jerk a bit, holding onto the table next to them. Flushing, he turned his gaze away, blushing even more as he realised his own embarrassment. “V-viscount Jorcastle….” he breathed out but didn’t lean away.

A fantasy….would that be alright? Just a fantasy between them?

“This is…..a public space. We should speak somewhere more private….” Serpico reached to touch his shoulder, not to push him away but to guide him. If this was to be a fantasy then the kitchen was the most unromantic place for that.

A quiet chuckle hummed in his throat. “You’re adorable, Serpico.” Gonzalo shifted his hand, a slow, massaging grope that rubbed along the bulge against his palm. “That’s too bad. I was hoping you’d let me hide under the table.” He heaved a sigh, gaze moving downwards as he bit his lower lip. The expression did not last. A smile quickly overtook it.

“Come along, then.” Wrapping a hand around Serpico’s wrist, Gonzalo pulled him out of the kitchen. “To my chambers.” He led the way through the long, winding halls of the Jorcastle mansion, darting past corridors to avoid the maids. It wouldn’t do to have them spot him stealing away a lady’s servant, and the sneaking was admittedly a bit of a thrill.

As soon as they were inside his bedroom, he closed and locked the door. Turning around, he leaned back, hands still on the knob. “Do you like to be ravished?” He tilted his head. “Or do you enjoy the ravishing?” Pushing off, he approached Serpico in slow, methodical steps. “Have you done this before, being with a man? Do I need to teach you? Or should I simply show you...?”

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Was this real? Was he being serious? A nobleborn gentleman flirting with a servant? And heavily at that!

Serpico let out a breath through his nostril, refusing to look away despite his nervousness. “….I’m no prince though.” Saying that he took Gonzalo’s chin with his other hand, forcing him still so that he could lay a soft kiss to his cheek.

A soft hitch of breath filled his lungs when Serpico caught him by the chin. The connotation in the gesture was not lost on a Viscount well-versed in the subtleties of touch. Blond lashes fluttered as his gaze lowered. His smile tilted a little higher at the sweet, chaste peck on his cheek.

“Fairytales, my friend...” a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes as he met Serpico’s gaze once more, “are but a fantasy.”

His hand reached downward, and cupped over Serpico’s crotch.

“Will you fulfill mine?”

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Serpico’s eyes widened as he watched the son of the Jorcastle’s take his hand, his fingers covered in pancake batter, then open his mouth and take a finger in.

From the look on his face in seemed like he liked what he was tasting, he could feel him rub his tongue all over his finger, licking it clean and slowly slide it out of his mouth, with a little pop at the end. He watched Gonzalo stand straight, looking satisfied and licking his lips. Serpico steadied himself, hoping he wasn’t blushing too much.

“…….raw pancake batter is bad for your stomach.”

Gonzalo savoured the taste lingering on his tongue. He smiled, eyes hooded, as he took a step closer and reached forward to brush a lock of hair from Serpico’s face.

“In that case, you must take care of me.” He murmured, draping a lazy arm on Serpico’s shoulder. “The princes of fairytales revive their love by a kiss.” He leaned forward, inch by inch, until only a breath lingered between their lips.

“Revive me.” He whispered, fingertips a gentle caress along Serpico’s cheek. “Make me better.”

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The Spiral Spire…..she had assumed it to be some sort of holy place, similar to a church, or at least some kind of culturally important marker, Farnese really didn’t know much about Finsel…

“I see….that’s interesting?” Could she maybe learn to do that too then? Or would it be useless since she was a foreigner? Aaaah! So many questions!! She made up her mind to hit the books on Finsel history as soon as she got home! There was too much she didn’t know!!

Gonzalo’s happy demeanor surprised her a bit but it also cheered her up some; if he was willing to continue then she would gladly follow along~

Taking Gonzalo’s hand she stoop and followed after him, going to get their saddle bags to find a nice spot to sit down by. “I’m curious to meet your mother, Duchess Jorcastle right? I’ve been told that the noble dames of the four families are a little….serious, I guess would be a polite way to say. How true is that? Is she a stickler for formality?”

While they set up the picnic, Gonzalo mulled over Farnese’s questions. How to best describe his mother, he wondered, when there was so much to say? He took his time spreading out the blanket, and started to take out all the items the cooks and servants had packed for them. The fruits had already been washed and chopped to bite-sized pieces. The finger sandwiches were laid out neatly in small wooden boxes. As he opened the bottle of wine, he let out a hum, and poured a glass before handing it to Farnese.

“Duchess Jorcastle is the matriarch of the Jorcastle family, so she is definitely a serious woman. She has been since my father passed away.” Gonzalo replied, pouring himself a glass. “Manners is important to any well-bred Lady, but she wasn’t always so stiff. I remember her smiling a lot when I was a child. I think that was what my father loved about her.”

Before the burden of an entire household rested on her shoulders alone, his mother was a free, spirited woman, but that all changed when she became the face to represent the Jorcastle family.

“You should have tea with her sometimes. I think it’d do her good to spend an afternoon with someone she can feel feminine around without it being a bad thing. She’s become a bit too sharp, too steely. She deserves a chance to feel charming and soft, just to take a break from dealing with the likes of Grand Duke Bavlenka.”

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“I…..where I’m from there is no magic…it’s….” Heretic “Unheard of….” She gulped, removing her scarf to pat away the sweat on her brow.

“Is this common? Magic I mean. Can anyone use it?” Her religious beliefs forbade such things, but she was truly curious and eager to know more about this magic? Why didn’t they know of this where she was from? Was someone lying to them? Keeping this knowledge from them? And why?

“I guess our picnic plans are ruined now….”

How strange it was to think there are places in the world where magic wasn’t commonplace. What would people who lived in such places think of families like the Jorcastles? Gonzalo was undoubtedly curious, but there were better times to talk about this than huddled beside a lake trembling from a near brush with death.

“Magic is a part of everyday life here in Finsel. Do you recall the Spiral Spire while we were on our way here? That’s where mages study and cultivate their magic. Some people are definitely more talented in magecraft than others, but it’s not entirely impossible for someone born with very little magic to learn simple spells. Think of it as...channeling the energies in your body. Everyone has them to different degrees.”

At Farnese’s words, Gonzalo smiled, and let out a sigh. “Nonsense. Our picnic hasn’t even begun. In fact, I’d say it had a most thrilling start! My mother will be pleased to find I’d slain a giant, wild hog. You should join us for dinner when the kitchen prepares a roast.”

Taking Farnese’s hands, Gonzalo stood up. “Shall we find a dry patch of grass to set up our lunch?”

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It happened almost too fast for her to realize what was going on. Gonzalo had suddenly stood up and chanted something, the sudden gust making Farnese close her eyes and attempt to cover her face with her arms.

Opening them, she couldn’t believe the gigantic creature that lay before them, thick blood forming a pool under its skull. Had that….just attacked them? And Gonzalo….

“Y-you…..you used magic….” Farnese felt her legs tremble and reached to hold onto Gonzalo, shaking all over from the shock. “H-how? What was that?” Little tears had begun to form at the corners of her eyes; she was frightened but mostly confused. What had just happened? Magic was real? And that boar…it was so huge!!

“Oh…..help me….” Her hold on his tightened but she lowered herself to sit down, feeling faint. After a moment to catch her breath and take a sip of water she finally felt calm enough to ask questions.

“That thing….what is it? And what did you do to…..attack it?”

Gonzalo reached out, taking hold of Farnese. The poor thing, she looked horrified. He silently berated himself for letting his guard down. Even though this was a well-traveled spot, it was still the forest, and he should know the forest was dangerous.

“My Lady, please forgive me. This was my fault. I put you in danger.” He wrapped his arms around her to reassure her she was safe, and knelt down alongside her while she drank. “Has no one told you? The Jorcastles are a family of mages. I’m not the most talented mage in Finsel, but we are near a body of water, and I--...I may have overreacted.”

In truth, it was a good thing that he killed the wild hog, as they were temperamental and violent creatures. However, he figured Farnese wasn’t in the mood to find out how much danger she was in. She’s been through enough.

“That was a forest hog. They grow to be big. I cast a spell. That’s all. Mages are trained for combat, so I know several ways to deter an attack.”

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Farnese smiled at his kind gesture. She didn’t quite consider herself as good of a person as Gonzalo seemed to think she was, but she was glad that her words had helped him a bit and that he trusted her enough to continue their friendship. “Thank you, handsome Gonzalo~ Perhaps I am worthy of marrying a prince after all~”

As they continued their ride she continued to be amazed at the nature around them, especially once they reached the waterfall Gonzalo had described earlier. It was indeed beautiful and a perfect background for a day trip and picnic. She dismounted once close enough, tying up her horse a nearby tree.

“Wow!! This is fantastic~! It looks almost magical~ Thank you for bringing me here~”

However, the sound of the waterfall also masked the sound of rustling leaves around them and slowly creeping closer.

“You are.” Gonzalo gave her hand a gentle squeeze before letting go. “Iith would be lucky to have a beauty like you as its duchess.”

The path curved, and once they came around the bend, the waterfall came into view. Like a bride’s veil, it poured into a small lake, which then spilled over a hill of rocks before splitting into several streams. The scent of moss and vapour filled the air. Sunlight glistened on boulders covered in bits of green, and a rainbow hovered from the rolling mist.

“My pleasure.” Gonzalo smiled, following Farnese in dismounting and securing his stallion. While their horses munched on the grass, he ventured closer to the rippling lake, and knelt down before scooping a handful of water. He took a small sip, the refreshing taste making him sigh.

“The water is safe to drink here. Give it a try.” He looked over his shoulder at Farnese. “It comes from the mountain. It’s sweet, entirely unlike water from the--”

His smile dropped. His eyes widened. From the bushes behind Farnese, a creature leapt out, a blur of shadow followed by a sharp screech. “Watch out!” Gonzalo rushed to his feet, drawing his staff as the ancient language of mage-folk left his tongue in a flurry of syllables. So close to his element, his magic was at its peak. With a swift swing, hair billowing to a sudden gust of wind, he cast his spell, a blinding wave of energy bursting forth.

It struck the creature, splintering its skull in an instance. With a wail, the creature crashed to the ground, sliding a few feet forward while it continued to kick and flail. Within moments, it slumped and went still. Blood oozed from its ears and eyes, its maw hanging open. It had tusks protruding alongside its snout.

"...A forest hog.” Gonzalo lowered his staff, still a little shaken. He walked up to Farnese, steering clear of the animal, and looked her over to check if she was injured.

“I’m sorry. Are you hurt? Forest hogs don’t usually come so close to hunting grounds. It must’ve been thirsty...”

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Farnese resisted a chuckle as Gonzalo stumbled over his words and almost made his horse stumble as well. Should she have not said anything? It was somewhat obvious given the few clues, especially with how eager he had been to number up the bachelors of Finsel, plus his behavior during the party they had met it. It was party an engagement part and yet he didn’t look happy at all….maybe he wanted to marry a certain beloved himself?

She moved her horse closer to him, reaching over to pat his shoulder gently and lean closer to hear him speak.

“Gentle huh….I’m sure you’ll find someone like that. And I’m sure it’ll be someone who think you’re worth fighting against the laws of Finsel to get married with~”

Her touch was kind, giving him the courage to take a peek at her face through his hair. She didn’t appear disgusted or surprised, both of which was what he expected from anyone finding out his secrets. In a way, he wanted people to know. He wanted people to recognize him for who he was. However, just his fashion choices alone have incited waves of jeers and laughter. Dealing with rumours was one thing. He didn’t know if he was ready for people to openly discuss him and belittle him for who he was.

“The law won’t matter. I am a Jorcastle. I must sire children.” He smiled a little, and reached to hold her hand in his own. “Thank you for thinking well of me despite my...numerous oddities. I have faith that Finsel will change, but the Four Families must remain strong. We are the pillars of this city. To ensure its continuous prosperity, personal sacrifices must be made.”

 Gonzalo took Farnese’s hand, and gave it a small peck. “You are kind and gracious, a true lady of a noble house. Entrust your stay in Finsel to me, Farnese. I will make sure you enjoy all this city has to offer.”