Imparted Fear

A/N: STUFF HAPPENS! o.o That’s all you get…
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Imparted Fear

A blond head shook away dust from the road. Pale skin slightly red but defiantly darker than it’s natural color peeked out from under green material that for the most part protected the body from harsh sunlight.
Seth looked amused as he watched his lightly colored slave dust himself off more. He’d taken Jono out with him to inspect a supposed miracle from the gods. It was a cat that had been born with the shape of an Ankh leading off of its eye. The animals fur had simply been dyed and the ‘gift of the gods’ proved to be a hoax.
But it had been nice to go out into the country for a little while.
His attention was drawn back to Jono who was laughing and playing around with a pair of Hebrew children that were kept to light the torches of the temple. He couldn’t speak with them, he had enough trouble keeping his Egyptian straight to speak the language of the other slaves. But it didn’t seem to matter to them.
“Jono.”
The blond looked up and the two children stopped dead in their tracks. He nodded a goodbye to them and trotted back over to Seth a little out of breath.
“Come, I’ve got nothing but dust on me and you need cleaned up too.” He motioned for Jono olloollow him.
The walk to the bathing room was short and they found it empty. The water ways were set up to keep the bath filled and fires kept burning in the event that their Pharaoh took it into his head that he wanted one, which happened often. Even perfumed soaps and washing cloths were set long the edge of the bath, ready and waiting for use. It didn’t surprise Seth that no one was there, this time of day most people who could had already bathed and gotten on with t day day.
He started to unwrap his traveling clothes and caught sight of Jono. He looked nervous and unsure. He knew the other boy had bathed here before, but that had always been alone. He was so exotically colored that he was talked about to the point of ridicule when too much of his pale skin was shown.
“It’s alright Jono. Just a quick bath, new clothes and a good meal for the rest of the day.” He said in as assuring a tone as he could manage. It had been a good month since he’d first watched the blond touch himself. And only two days since he’d last seen him commit that act, hidden away in the tent they’d been using on their trip. He felt like a lecher hiding in the shadows.
He dropped the last of his clothes and stepped into the bathing pool. “Come, don’t be shy.” He turned away unsure of how to react when Jono complied and lifted the green clothes from his body.
A few ripples in the water announced the blond settling into the water on the other side of the pool from Seth. He decided not to pretend on anything and did give himself a bath in the warmed water. It was the reaction his body was having to the warmth and simple idea of his naked pet that he had to act innocent of.
Jono was terrified.
Ever since he’d turned fourteen and went from an odd little creature too thin to be considered for labor to a whole different kind of slave. Until then he’d just been handed off between Slave Caravans. It wasn’t until they reached down into Egypt from across the Mediterranean that anyone had interest in him.
He had nearly been sold to a merchant there along the coast when a competator had raided the caravan. He’d been stolen and even subdued into unconsciousness during the attack and only discovered what had happened when he came to days later.
His new owners name was Oremade and he saw that vile potential in Jono from the start. He was obese, shrewd, and a complete slob with a taste for alcohol. Jono wouldn’t have been able to live with himself if he’d let that man ‘train’ him. Fortunately he was drunk most of the time and could be fought off easily in that nearly constant hazy state.
But hit had been getting harder. Oremade was getting madder, and it started to hurt more when he was beat rather than ‘trained’.
Seth had come and taken him from the caravan on the day of what Jono was sure would be the last night he could hold the drunkard off.
He took one of the washcloths and stole a glance at his Master.
For several years now he’d been told that anyone who bought him would take him to bed and when they were through with him he would be worthless. That’s what he was for even if he had never actually been trained. He had expected Seth to do exactly that the very night he’d been purchased.
When it didn’t happen he was still wary. When days and more importantly nights slipped past without being forced to…
He shook his head a little to clear his thoughts. He hadn’t been purchased to warm a bed, which was something he was going to have to get straight with himself. But still, the fear remained..
Something plopped into the water confusing him even more. Once he realized what had happened he sighed. All his concentration had been broken by the little ball of perfumed soap slipping from his hands and into the bath.
Without even thinking he held his breath and dove down blindly reaching for the little waxy ball. When he came up with it in his hands he dropped it all over again.
Seth was right there practically towering over him in the waist deep water.
“M-master?” Jono asked shakily.
“Is something wrong Jono?” The taller male asked reaching out a hand to the pale boys shoulder. “You’re shaking.”
“I, I just, dropped..” His sentence trailed off with a faint whimper when his Master leaned down with one hand tilting his face up.
“I’m sorry Jono, I was watching you and.” He paused. “And I need to know..” He couldn’t even slow himself when he felt the blond start to shake. He just barely touched his lips to the ones he now had trembling from absolute fear when:
“Ah, Seth, there you are.”
Seth jerked up immediately meeting eyes with the only man he knew could have him in very deep trouble for his current position. He was also the only man he knew that could completely understand it.
“My Pharaoh.. I.”
The slight figure of their ruler shook his head letting his odd hair sway with the motion. He looked amused. “Out of the water Seth, your pet too, we seem to have something to talk about.”