It didn't take that long for Arjic to start to wake up. He could feel the bouncing of the cart underneath him. He was tied up, so much he could barely move. On the next bump he slid his hands to his jeans. His hands were tied firmly behind his back, so it was actually easy for him to feel and see if he still had the knife Maverick had given him concealed there. He was happy to learn that it was still in it's sheath and he slid it out. With the movement of the cart and the way he was tied it was extremely hard to do it, but he started to work on cutting himself free. As he worked he remembered the night Maverick had given him the knife.
Maverick ran his hands down Arjic's bare chest. "Have you always been this big?" He asked.
"Of course not. I had to work at it." Arjic replied.
"Well it paid off. You're now my strong, sexy, lover." Maverick said, and he kissed Arjic. "Baby do you ever carry a knife on you?" He asked after he broke off the kiss.
"No, why?"
"I got two knives off of Tristan today. I usually carry one on me, but I lost mine when we got caught by the king. I asked Tristan for one for me, and since he gave me two I figured you could have one."
"Why would I need a knife?" Arjic asked.
Maverick laid his head down on Arjic's chest and put his arms around him. "Because my knife had gotten me out of a lot of scrapes, and I thought it could do the same for you. I love you big boy and I don't want to lose you too soon."
"Thanks." Arjic said in reply.
There was another large bump, and the knife dug into one of his fingers. Arjic hissed, which made dunston look over towards him. "I was hoping you'd stay out longer. I guess you didn't get a high enough dose. Don't matter though. You can't go anywhere." Dunston said.
Arjic just tuned him out and worked at his bonds. He thought about the fact that Maverick had told him that he loved him and all he said was thanks. Maverick never said that to him again. Did Maverick think Arjic didn't feel the same way about him? He felt the rope loosened and Arjic just hoped that he was able to find some way to get him and Menju free. He needed to get back to Maverick and let him know he loved him.
It was about twenty minutes more when Menju woke up as well. Arjic had cut loose most of the rope holding his arms down, and he tried not to move to much so they couldn't tell. "Well the little prince has finally woke up." Dunston said.
"Why are you doing this?" Menju asked.
"Because it's fun. You know I've been sitting here thinking of just exactly how much fun I can have with you two before I kill you both. Like you prince, I could rape you in front of your guard and show him just how much of a failure he is. Normally I wouldn't touch another man, but you are small and pathetic enough of one to pass off as a woman. Prince Kapa definitely has better taste than his body guard does anyway."
Dunston knelt down beside Menju and stroked his cheek. Dunston was close to Arjic on his right side, so Arjic pulled the knife out from behind his back and stabbed him in the arm. Dunston screamed for the cart to stop and moved away as fast as he could. Arjic had dropped the knife after he stabbed Dunston, and since he hadn't gotten anything other than his arms free he couldn't move around enough to go after Dunston again. Once Dunston noticed he wasn't completely free, he got up and kicked Arjic in head a few times until he blacked out.
By the time Arjic was out several of the other men had come to see what was going on, including one of the ones that had tied him up in the first place. "You fucking moron!" Dunston yelled, "you let him keep a knife on him. If he had a chance to cut anymore of his bonds I would've probably been dead by now."
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You can't have him
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