[BxB] All for Us

Chap 9

They had climbed four levels, taken a number of corridors, passed through dozens of rooms before arriving at a huge veranda. The butler motioned Keith to come in before closing the door and leaving.

Keith didn't understand what he was doing there, there was no one in the room and it wasn't the right place to discuss his schedule. After five minutes of just wondering, Keith decided to move a little further into the room and observe it, because that was all he had to do.

From where he was standing, he could see on the right side of the room some furniture on which white irises were placed. There was to the left of this furniture, further in the room a tea table surrounded by three chairs. On the table were arranged macaroons of different colors. Keith held back from taking one and went towards a painting whose author he did not recognize. It must be said that he had not had much opportunity to see them and even less to study them. The school was only accessible to the children of soldiers or scientists, the others like merchants or servants generally inherited the work of their parents, they didn't really need to go to school.

The painting depicts a woman dressed in yellow and blue pouring what appeared to be milk into a large container. This container was surrounded by slices of bread and a large wicker basket. This scene reminded him of his sister when she was baking strawberry shortcake, one of Keith's favorite cakes. Lilla hated strawberry shortcake but she loved to please her brother. This memory made Keith smile gently, he was quickly brought out of his slump when he heard Isaac's familiar voice.

"It's a painting by Johannes Vermeer, it's called La Laitière," Isaac said in a cheerful voice.

Keith turned to greet him and was a little taken aback by Isaac's appearance. He had tied his hair in a bun from which a few strands escaped, he wore a dark green satin shirt, Isaac had left the first four buttons open to reveal the beginning of his muscular chest. He wore black velvet pants. Isaac was a magnificent man, Keith had to admit it, in another contest he would have immediately tried to flirt with him. He had a hot flash and felt his heart beat faster at Isaac's appearance.

Isaac noticed Keith's condition and gave a satisfied smile before moving closer, much to Keith's dismay. Isaac had a very sweet, oriental smell, and Keith wanted to get a little closer to the prince in order to better appreciate this smell. It is by remembering his rank that Keith regained his senses.

"Hum, hello, Your Majesty... I'm sorry, but is it with you that I should discuss my scheduling problem with ? Perhaps I'm in the wrong room... I apologize." Keith said in a rush, panicking.

He wondered why he had to keep putting himself in awkward situations. He quickly headed for the door he had come through, but was stopped by Isaac's arms around his hips keeping him from going any further.

"Stay here. You didn't make a mistake," said Isaac, laughing heartily.

Keith turned around to see Isaac with a big smile on his face, looking at him, his eyes sparkling, Keith's heart racing even more and he couldn't help but think about how beautiful this man was.

"You're adorable when you panic, but really don't be afraid of me," said Isaac as he released Keith from his grip.

Keith didn't know what to say to that, this situation was completely out of his training and he was bad at social improvisation.

"Have you ever eaten macaroons ?"

"Never, your majesty."

"Here, try it." Isaac picked up a green one and held it out to Keith, who reflexively opened his mouth to eat it.

Once in contact with his tongue, Keith felt himself going away, the taste was so new and delicious. It was like nothing he had ever tasted before, crunchy and sweet, he couldn't define the new flavor. What he could say was that it was a culinary orgasm, he was on a cloud of happiness.

Isaac on his side was hypnotized by Keith's reaction, he could not believe that a simple macaroon had so much effect on him.