Son of Calypso (h20vanoss)

~Chapter Seven~

"........."

"Come in," Jonathan said.
Vanoss came through the door with a small smile. Jonathan said nothing as the man approached him. Soon he was right in front of him, both of his hands on either side of him on the rail balcony.
Now what on earth does he want, Jonathan frowned.
Vanoss kept looking into Jonathan's sparkling blue eyes as they twinkled in the moonlight. He felt tempted; the younger man's eyes always made him feel so tempted. Like whirlpools sucking him in deeper and deeper. He started to lean forward.
"V-Vanoss?," Jonathan stuttered.
"Shhh," Vanoss hushed, "Call me Evan.~"
Evan pressed his lips to Jonathan's, feeling how they seemed to fit perfectly together. Jonathan lifted his hands up and placed them against the other male's chest. Evan wrapped one of his arms around Jonathan's waist while the other went through his hair. Jonathan wanted to pull away, but he suddenly felt weak as he forced his eyes to at least stay half open. Evan pulled away for a breath of air, diving back in, this time using his tongue.
Jonathan felt even more weak as he started to melt in the pirate's arms. Their feet walked them to the bed, where Evan laid Jonathan down and crawled on top of him. His lips started to migrate down to his neck, biting and sucking at whatever skin he could taste.
"A-aaah~," Jonathan let out a pitched moan when his sweet spot was discovered.
Evan smirked in triumph as he proceeded to bite and suck on it, occasionally licking and kissing it as well. Jonathan didn't like where this was going; he didn't feel ready yet.
"V-Vanoss~," he squirmed against the pirate's onslaught, "St-stop."
"Hmm," Evan hummed against his porcelain skin, "Only if you say my name."
"Wh-what?"
"Say. My. Name."
"...V-Vanoss~..."
Evan growled against his skin, making shivers go up Jonathan's spine.
"My real name," Evan growled, biting down harshly on his skin.
"Evan~," Jonathan almost whispered, pain and pleasure riding up his spine.
"Much better.~"
Evan lifted himself off of Jonathan, looking at the bruise that was now on his neck. He gave the man below him one finally heated kiss before moving next to him and held him close. Jonathan didn't know what to think about what just happened. He laid awake for a while before closing his eyes.
All of this is a bad dream over again, Jonathan said to himself, I'll wake up, and I'll be safe and sound.
The next morning he woke up to seeing that Vanoss, or Evan, was still sleeping next to him; he still had his arms wrapped around his waist. A knock was on the door, making the pirate captain groan. The knock sounded again.
"What do you want?," Vanoss groaned out, holding Jonathan closer like a teddy bear.
A maid with peach colored hair came in. Jonathan felt embarrassed, so he hid under the covers a bit.
"Master Vanoss, Madam Sydney is here," she said, her voice petite.
This caused Vanoss's eyes snap open, immediately getting out of bed and rushing out of the room.
"Get Jonathan situated for a hot bath and get some nice clothes for him," was all he said before he left.
The small lady turned to Jonathan who was still in bed. She walked over and shook him lightly.
"Mister Jonathan," she said.
Jonathan opened an eye and looked up at her. She offered a patient smile as she waited for him to get out of bed.
"Hello," Jonathan greeted, "What's your name?"
"Clementine sir," she answered.
"That's a nice name."
"Thank you sir. Shall I get your bath ready?"
"Um, sure. Why not."
"And is there anything specific you would like to wear?"
"Nothing black; if there is blue and tan clothing I would like that. Also nothing too fancy. Just simple."
She nodded as she walked off. Jonathan got up and looked in a mirror; a very dark hickey shows what Vanoss did last night. He sighed as he rubbed it.
"Forgive me for being nosy, but is that a hickey?"
He turned to see Clementine standing there with a towel. Jonathan nodded sadly.
"Well, I have an ointment that would help it fade if you would like," she offered.
"Yes please," Jonathan smiled.
She smiled in return, escorting him to the bathroom. He rested in hot, somewhat salty, scented water, while Clementine washed his hair in a basin. He relaxed for the mean time.
"Who is Sydney?," he asked as he fixed his shirt a little.
"Why, she is a very famous lady, at least for the pirates. She may seem wealthy, but she's a gold digger, at least in my opinion," Clementine answered, "Please don't tell master Vanoss."
"I won't."
"Thank you."
As soon as Jonathan was ready he went down the hallway and towards these huge stairs. He heard chatter when he was coming down, and spotted Vanoss with a girl with blonde hair. Vanoss spotted Jonathan and smiled. The lady turned around and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Jonathan walked up to the lady and took a bow.
"Madam," Jonathan stood straight back up, "It is an honor meeting you."
"Likewise," she said, "Who is this man?"
"This is Jonathan," Vanoss answered, "He is new, but my personal favorite."
Jonathan controlled his blush. Sydney turned back to Vanoss with a smile.
"Well, I hope your personal favorite doesn't interfere with "us"."
"Us"?, Jonathan looked confused, What the fuck does she mean by that?
"Sydney, I would like to talk to you about that," Vanoss sighed, "Jonathan, if you will excuse us."
Jonathan watched as Vanoss castes him one last look before going into a different room with Sydney.