In His Command

Part One

[Zero's picture on the right. Imagine Lee Hongki having the eye color I described. That will look very fabulous on him, I bet. (--->)

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PART ONE

Zero woke up with a gasp, his whole body burning despite the coldness brought by the morning breeze. Almost instantly, he figured out what caused him that.

With a sigh, he glanced down his body; a movement he expected under his duvet was there, bobbing up and down his groin, making him stifle a moan. He lifted his duvet, and sure thing, there was another head between his legs, his nightgown pushed up until his stomach.

“Silk…” Zero murmured, which would have sounded threatening if only he wasn’t biting his lower lip. “Stop…”

Silk, a dark blue-haired boy with a pair of playful baby blue eyes, stopped pleasuring Zero and looked up at him. “Good morning, Master Zero! I thought you’d never wake up!” His perkiness even this early in the morning was starting to affect Zero, and soon he was smiling at the boy, too.

Silk’s heart fluttered at the sight of his master’s smile. It was something very rare for him – them – to see. That was why he wouldn’t blink if it wasn’t necessary just to witness every second of it.

Zero was a white-haired lad, with a pair of golden eyes that literally glowed even in the midst of the dark. He was short, only of seven inches before six feet. His skin was what most women would wish they had; soft, smooth, flawless and rosy white. And he, was the master of nine servants.

“Good morning to you, too, Silk. However, how many times should I remind you not to wake me up this way?”

Silk ignored his master’s question, and instead crawled up so he was hovering over his small, fragile frame. “Forgive me, Master, but Onyx said you have to wake up soon. We were informed of your older brother visiting today. So unless—“ Silk wasn’t even able to finish what he was saying before Zero sat up, his whole face now lit up, much to Silk’s joy.

Zero cupped his servant’s face, searching if he was telling him no lies. Silk could only relish the moment. That was why he loved whenever it was his turn to wake their master up. He had an excuse to touch him as much as he wanted without being reprimanded by his fellow servants. And to complete his day, he was rewarded with a kiss on his cheek before his master left him in the room, utterly astounded.

He touched his cheek stiffly at first, not able to believe such a thing happened. And then his lips broke out into a full grin, feeling all giddy. Master Zero kissed him on the cheek! His sacred lips made contact with his skin even if to say it was just for a split second! The others would be extremely jealous!

Silk snapped himself out of his daze so he could tend to his duties. Zero might not treat them as servants, but that didn’t mean they were not. He quickly did his master’s bed, humming even, and then went to his wardrobe to choose what’s best for him to wear upon the arrival of his older brother. He cringed with the thought, though. All them nine never took a liking towards their master’s only sibling. In fact, they hated him. But they had to act like they didn’t for the sake of their master.

They loved their master to the core, so they would do nothing to make him upset in any way. After all, they were created by Zero.

After a moment of debating with himself on what his master should wear, Silk laid out his chosen clothes over Zero’s bed. A thin white undershirt and a white long-sleeved clothing that was laced at the neckline and at the end of its sleeves, for his top. A white underwear, a knee-length trousers with the most comfortable fabric that was puffed on the knees, for his bottom. A pair of white knee socks, a pair of black shoes that was an inch heeled, a black sash for his waist, a royal blue coat that ran until half of his shins fancied with different strings and buttons of gold, and a top hat of the same colors with intricate designs.