Forbidden Love

The Talk.

Note: This chapter has a bit of smut in it.

3rd Person POV-

Francis and Luradel never spoke of what happened in the carriage. Francis didn't know how to bring the subject up, and Luradel didn't want to overstep Francis's boundaries. Well, not yet at least. Both men didn't speak like normal, Francis only spoke when asking for food or needed something. Francis didn't let Luradel help him dress or bathe anymore, in hopes the dreams would go away, but they didn't. 

Luradel was just doing his daily chores when he heard familiar footsteps approach, knowing it was Francis.

"Young Master, is there something you require?"

Luradel asked, turning his full attention to his master. Francis cleared his throat and nodded, taking a seat on a chair across from where Luradel was standing.

"Uhm, yes, I want to discuss something..."

Francis's face became red and hot, but ignored it the best he could and continued to speak.

"About what happened in the carriage...what you said...and, um, my dreams."

"You wish to speak about your dreams, My Lord?"

Luradel repeated with a smile. Finally, Francis would be speaking about his dreams. Luradel would finally get to know the full answer about what was happening in these dreams...what was making Francis squirm, moan, making such delicious noises in his slumber. Francis patted the chair beside him, inviting Luradel to come sit next to him.

"Lock the door first."

Francis ordered. He was stalling so he could ready himself.

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Francis POV-

I took deep breaths as Luradel locked the door. Once I heard the click, I knew I had no other choice but to speak to him, I had chosen my fate, and now I'd have to deal with it. Luradel smiled as he walked over to me, sitting down in the chair beside me.

"So, Young Master, what would you like to discuss first?"

He said, smiling at me. I knew he was relishing my embarrassment. He's a demon after all, he feeds on me fear, nightmares and anything that makes me feel uneasy. It pleases him. He makes that very clear all the time. 

"W-What happened in the carriage...it's most important."

I looked down, trying to hide my red face and awkwardness. 

"Of course, My Lord."

Luradel nodded, deciding to talk first since I didn't know how to start.

"I remember telling you I knew that these dreams you have...are about me. I know they are, Young Master, you cannot hide it any longer."

I looked up. Why was he talking like that? He sounded possessive, and I didn't like it. Luradel placed a hand on my thigh, squeezing it ever-so slightly. 

"I apologize, it was a very inappropriate time to speak about such matters, but I couldn't help it."

I felt my pants get tight. How could I be excited over such small touch? Luradel obviously noticed, I know he did. He smiled and tried to fondle my crotch, but I pushed his hand away, earning a grunt from him. He continued talking.

"There isn't much to talk about is there?"

He chuckled, staring at my evident erection.

"May we talk about your dreams now, My Lord? I've been very patient."

I sighed and nodded. Remember, Francis, you did this to yourself.

"Yes, uhm...I do indeed have dreams about you."

I cleared my throat as I squirmed in my seat, uncomfortable with the boner in my pants.

"And they are quite...explicit."

Luradel smirked and rubbed my thigh again.

"Oh my,"

I finally made eye contact with the demon, noticing he was staring at me.

"Tell me, what do I do in these dreams?"

I gulped. Should I tell him?

"You...you touch me..."

Luradel leaned in.

"Touch you how, Master?"

"Y-You...um...you touch my lips a-and my lower body.."

My breath hitched as I felt Luradel's hand on my crotch, but I didn't stop him this time.

"Like this, My Lord?"

Luradel asked, teasing my clothed and hard member.

"Y-Yes, j-just like that..."

Luradel smiled and traced my jawline.

"Is that it? Or do I do more?"

I bit my lip and nodded.

"Y-You sometimes....s-sometimes...u-use your mouth on me..."

Luradel's eyes widened.

3rd Person POV-

Luradel licked his lips and stood up, staring down at the hot and bothered young man in front of him.

"Goodness, Master..."

Luradel could feel himself getting aroused. Luradel suddenly got on his knees smiled at Francis.

"Has anyone done it to you before?"

Luradel asked, staring into Francis's pleading eyes.

"N-No,"

Francis answered almost immediately, slightly bucking his hips to his butler. Luradel took this as an invitation, and started to undo his masters belt.

"Would you like to know what it feels like?"

Francis nodded his head, bucking his hips once again. Luradel pulled off Francis's belt and then his pants, revealing his hardened member. Luradel bit his lip and took off his gloves. He then wrapped his hand around his masters erection, slowly pumping the shaft. Francis leaned his head back and let out a groan, bucking into Luradel's hand. The butler withdrew his hand and teased the tip with two fingers, earning a moan from the young man.

"L-Luradel please..."

Francis whined, just wanting to get this over with. Luradel sighed and trailed his tongue along Francis's shaft.

"So impatient..."

Luradel snickered, slowly taking in Francis's length in his mouth. Francis groaned and ran his fingers through Luradel's hair. Francis thrusted into Luradel's mouth, not able to control himself. After minutes of pleasure, Francis released his seed into his butlers throat. Luradel lifted his head up, satisfied.

"How was that, Young Master?"