Anything for our Lord

~ Chapter 10 ~

Lord Stuart bursted into the room. Alexander yelled, "I told you to knock! God damn you! Where are your manners?" Instead of turning away, Ewan was looking at us the whole time. He asked, "How am I supposed to know that you are having intercourse?" I answered, "By knocking?" Ewan replied, "No. That would be to easy." Alexander asked, "What do you want?" Ewan answered, "The Queen is calling for you." Alexander looked at him annoyed and asked, "God save the Queen and all, but you could not have knocked for that? Did you punch one of my servants this time to get in?" Ewan scratched his head before saying, "Not punched. I pushed him aside." Alexander screamed while running out, "What is wrong with you?!?!?" I looked disappointed at him. Ewan noticed my gaze and asked, "What was I supposed to do?" I answered, "Ask if they would let you in and if the lord is busy. Really where are your manners, Ewan?" Ewan gave me a death glare and I brushed him off, "If you even think of hurting me, then my lord will revenge me. I have quite a talent for being fucked by him. Oh, and I am quite sure that he loves my buttocks." Alexander stormed back in and slapped Ewan across the face. Then he left again. Ewan followed him and I walked a little after them. Lawrence looked angry at Ewan when he past him. As soon as they were out of the door, I asked Lawrence, "Are you alright?" He answered, "Yes. My shoulder just hurts a little." I sighed, "I can not believe that he has the nerve to just barge in like this and not only once. No. Twice. I would have kicked him off the stairs, if there were any here and if the lord was not in front of him." Lawrence laughed, "How is your butt? Do you need some ice?" I looked shocked at him and asked, "We have ice?" He nodded. I answered, "If it helps my bruise then yes." Lawrence replied, "I do not think that it will help a lot. Oh. By the way I think you should have asked the lord to take the collar of you before he left. Only he has the key to open it." I touched my neck and he was right. The collar was still around my neck. My face turned completely red and I ran upstairs. There I hid in the bedroom of the lord.  Under the blanket was a wonderful hiding spot since I could not get cold here. After a few minutes I fell asleep. When I woke up, were two arms around me and there was a body touching mine. Both of us were unclothed. I felt his breath against my neck. As I tried to free myself was the grip on me tightened. His sleepy, raspy voice said, "No. Stay." I put one of my hands towards the arms. Quickly I had accepted my fate. After a few minutes I fell asleep again. The next time I woke up we were still cuddling, but the arms had moved from my shoulders to my torso and his head was now resting against my shoulder. Adding to that was one leg in between mine. I turned my head to see his. He was still asleep. While he was sleeping, he looked so beautiful and adorable. The moment I thought these thoughts, I noticed something. I only knew his name and he knew a lot more about me. He was a mystery to me. While I gave him everything he needed to know about me, he gave me almost nothing. I have been here for almost 2 weeks and still knew so little about him. My heart started to sink and tears were rushing down my face. I quietly sobbed to myself. Suddenly, I heard him say, "Love? What is wrong?" I stayed silent and tried to stay quiet. He moved the arm under neath me and looked over my shoulder. I turned more to the pillow to not let him see my face. He stood up and I turned to look at him. Even from the back he looked so beautiful and perfect. This was the first time that I saw his back for a longer time. I saw some scars on his back. He was putting some clothes and took out a key, before turning back to me. A smile formed on his face. Then bowed in front of me and spoke in his soft and beautiful voice, "I hope my love liked the show." After that he came closer and I turned away from him. He asked, "What is wrong, love? Did I do something wrong?" Quickly, I turned back to him and shook my head. Then I put my arms around him before starting to cry again. He petted my back while saying, "Oh love. I wish I could read your beautiful mind. I need you to tell me what wrong is." Suddenly, he put one of his hands under neath my chin and made me look at him. His thumb was touching my lip. He begged, "Please tell me what wrong is. I am worried about you, love." I was scared to tell him. What if there was something he was trying to hide from me? Or if I asked him, would that make him stop love me? I could not be sure how he would react, since I appeared barely knew him. He begged, "Please, Sebastian. Whatever it is, we can deal with it. Us two. Together." I moved his hand away and hugged him. Then I whispered, "I am sorry. I can't....I can't say it out loud. I am scared....of how you will react." He comforted me, "Love. There is no need for you to be scared. I will always be by your side. Whatever happens. I love you and only you." I asked shyly and quietly, "Can you tell me more about you?" He laughed, but like always. Not in a bad way. Then he answered, "Of course, love, and if this was the thing that you were worrying about then I can assure you that it is alright and thank you." There was a short silence before he continued, "But where should I start? Oh, I know. You already know my name. So, let me tell you more about me. I was born on the 17.07.356 before Christ. I know, love, I am a very old man. I was born in Pella which is in Greece. I was turned on the 10.06.323 before Christ in Babylon. I was a king in my earlier life. If you want to know, if I ever was married and had children, then I have to say yes. I had seven wife's and I had a son. My own people killed him and his mother. He was thirteen when he was poisoned. His mother had the same fate but she was 35. I do not feel anything for her or my other wife's. All of my marriages were political. The only one I still have feelings for is my son. He was too young when he died. It aches me to even think about it." Tears rolled down his beautiful face. It was the first time I saw him cry. I whipped his tears away. But he was not finished and continued with, "And yes, I had a lot of lovers in the mean time. My last lover was a servant like you. He was my dearest, but somehow I could never see him in the same light after he was turned. He is with the London pack now. I will never see him again, if you wish so." I interrupted him, "It is fine. As long as you do not love him and do not do the same things with him that you do with me." He caressed my cheek and said with tears that I whipped away, "I have you. I do not need someone other than you." I asked, "Did you not forget something in your introduction, Mister advisor?" He laughed, "Oh yes. I am an advisor to the Queen of England. Not any advisor but the vampire one. I was selected as it when the old advisor was killed by some werewolves after he captured some of MY servants. Two out of three made it save back to me. But I was the most neutral out of all vampires. The Queen has ever since praised my services to her. Oh, and I have heard from her that I am the best advisor she has ever had. That means that I am better than the big bad wolf, Lord Stuart. No manners really." Suddenly, the key that he took out earlier fell down. He muttered, "Oh yeah. The collar." I said, "If you do not want me to take it off, then I am fine with wearing it." He interjected, "No. No. No. Love. I want to grand you freedom and not imprisonment." Quickly I picked up the key and ran towards the bathroom, which was a mistake, since it is a dead end. Lord Ambrose followed me. When I tried to run past him, he tackled me and pushed me against the nearest wall. There he held both of my arms with just one of his. He whispered into me, "I got you." I fake begged, "Oh no. Please do not pin me against a wall, Alexander. Oh no. What can I only do?" Suddenly, he picked up my legs and make me wrap them around his hip. I muttered, "Oh fuck." He learned into a kiss and when he pulled away, he whispered, "You are mine, and I do not need a collar to mark you as mine." My face went bright red and I asked, "Can I just say something?" He nodded. I continued, "You are very attractive right now." He laughed, "Oh love. Do not make me aroused like this. I could just have sex with you right now and you are already naked and wrapped around my finger." I replied, "If that is a threat then it is a bad one." He kissed me again before he took the key. Then he dropped me to the ground and said with a smirk, "Look, love, I made you fall for me." I laughed, "That was not fair." He helped me up before he turned me around and pushed me against the wall again. One of my arms was on my back and he held me by it while he opened the collar.