Imparted Fear

A/N: I’m going to use a lot of English royalty terms to refer to ‘Yami’ as Orugi. The first point is because saying ‘Pharaoh’ gets on to my ‘no repetition’ nerve and the second is cause I don’t know what Yamis’ real name ven ven if anyone does and need to call him something. (if someone could tell me I’d be happy.)
This is also for the people who were disappointed at the interruption in the bath. n.n
Disclaimer still applies.

Imparted Fear

“Here, drink this.”
The cup was delicate and warm. Jono was expectantly humble at the offer from his Masters Master who insisted on being called Orugi. He sipped quietly at the drink surprised by the light spicy taste.
He looked up from where he was seated on a bed of unusual size, he didn’t know it but he was in the kings’ own room. Seth was seated on a small stool off to the side both he and Jono just barely re-dressed after their interrupted bath and their lord was standing before the both of them looking imposing and regal as ever.
Amused crimson eyes turned on Seth as he lifted his own drink to his lips. He paused a moment to swallow the liquid. “Well?”
“What do you want me to say?”
“I suppose it’s not so bad.” Red eyes slid up Jonos’ form and his empty glass was set down. “He’s beautiful.” He chuckled at the hard look his priest was giving him. “Here.” He reached out to the same warmed pitcher and ed aed a third cup. Usually a servant would be there to do something like that for him, but he had sent them all away and had the room closed off and guarded. “Have something to drink.”
Seth did not refuse the cup and took a drink.
Orugi went on, talking about Jono as if he simply wasn’t there. “I suppose you just wanted to taste him. I don’t blame you.” He had some how paced around behind Seth and slid a hand over the priests bare shoulder. His fingers touched lightly into the brunettes’ hair making him shiver. “It’s hard isn’t it? When you can’t just reach out and have what you want.”
They were both distracted by a cup falling to the carpeted floor. Jono looked dazed and continually licked his lips as he apologized. He started to reach for the fallen vessel and was stopped by Orugi.
“It’s all right Jono.” The Pharaoh purred pushing the blond back onto the bed. “Leave it.”
“Too hot.” The slave muttered, his head went back exposing his neck and accenting the fact that he was breathing harder. His hands reached up over his chest, one snaked over his neck in almost an absent manner.
Seth swallowed hard at the sight. “Orugi, what?” He paused then looked down into his own empty cup. His fingers felt a little numb.
A moan brought his attention back to the b Jon Jono practically had his tongue down the Pharaohs’ throat while the tri-haired male had his hand up his pets’ kilt. The sight was so shocking, so unexpected, and so gods-be-damned erotic that he couldn’t breath much less move.
Clothing was tossed to the side and the great ruler of Egypt let himself be dominated by the drugged slave. He did retain the presence of mind in the middle of his newfound pleasure to reach for a small pot of oil set on the floor at the side of the bed. Fingers slicked and smelling of perfumes he started by touching the oil down between his legs biting his lip as he gave himself a cursory preparation.
Jono only seemed to notice that he couldn’t get enough touch when this was being done. He definitely did notice when Orugi began to apply the lubricant to him. His head went back again with a deep moan.
Orugi tilted his head and smirked at Seth almost inviting him over but knowing he wouldn’t. If there was one thing he knew about his priest, it was that he was a voyeur. He liked to watch. That and the drug he’d given to all three of them was more than likely freezing the blue-eyed male in place as the lust started to rise.
Orugi twisted his body against Jono and lifted his legs showing a fair amount of flexibility. Seth was surprised to see his leader fall so easily into such a position, but he didn’t comment on it.
The blond moved as if he were confused. His mind was muddled and his body ached for release but that didn’t mean he knew what was going on at all. The sweet feeling of his insistent need sliding into such a tight and willing body made any semblance of reality he still had vanish.
“Gods.” Seth rubbed a hand over his face and broke out into a cold sweat. The hand trailed down his neck, chest and settled between his legs, as the moans of Orugi and Jono got louder. He slipped from his seat and onto his knees panting right along with them.
“Yes! Ah, oh yes!” The breathy cries seemed ripped from the Pharaohs’ throat as the two of them dissolved under their approaching orgasms.
Seth couldn’t take his eyes away from them as he touched himself. He nearly found his own release when Jono arched his back and screamed. His blond hair soaked in sweat, eyes tightly shut against the pleasure, it almost too much to bear.
They lay there on the bed slowly catching their breath.ugi ugi rolled the blond off of him and kissed at his sweat-slicked neck. He then turned and motioned Seth closer.
He practically crawled over to the bed and melted into Orugis’ arms, every bit of him felt a thousand times more sensitive. He ran his hands over the already thoroughly sexed body of his king but found himself being pushed off towards Jono.
“Not me beloved.” Orugi murmured. Even though he did desire Seth he was not ready for it again.
“Master.” Whatever else Jono was going to say was lost in a finally shared kiss. Seth all but devoured blonblond, forcing his tongue into that open mouth and then by moving down his neck pullthe the most alluring sounds from him.
Seth felt another pair of hands undo the belt of his kilt. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew who it was, but with the activity he was engaged in he simply did not care. Sweat made them slide against each other, the addition of fluids from Orugi made it that much easier for Seth take Jono without preamble.
The moans of the blond carried over to the exalted leader lying next to them. He was absolutely amazed by raw ability of the slave and now felt his desires grow again as he watched Seth take the boy himself.
He licked his lips at the way Seth ruthlessly thrust into the smaller body and listened to the sounds of their passion, induced as it may be. He curled up a little increasing the motion of his hand against himself.
He moaned loudly as his second orgasm built. His eyes roamed down over Seths’ back, to where he and the body under him met, on up to the dazed and lax mouth and eyes of Jono.
The moment he saw Seth throw back his head in absolute bliss Orugis’ eyes shut tight with self-given pleasure. He shuddered as hard as Jono did, but unlike the blond he did not simply pass out from the strain.
Seth collapsed next to the unconscious Jono panting wildly. His mind barely started to clear when absolute exhaustion took the place of inebriation.
“Hush beloved, sleep.” Orugi whispered curling beside the taller male. He practically purred with contentment even though he didn’t actually get to have Seth, Jono had been plenty.
The mess they could have cleaned up tomorrow, for now all they had to do was sleep.