Rufus pov
Walking through the hallways , away from the dining hall, I moved to the garden to get some air. We were leaving at noon and worse with that bastard!
I am not actually sure how my dad or rather our dad thought it was useful to go along to with him. To me Gavin was useless and so was his stupid mother.
I guess the reason why my dad , the king thought this was a good idea was because he had pity on him. Yes I am sure he was tired of seeing the useless piece of shit around.
Couple with the fact that Gavin was weak and maybe my dad was being mocked for his son's condition. Yes nothing else. I walked deep into the garden absent mindedly without realizing it. Then I began to hear sounds coming from behind one of the trees. I paused and trying to use my vampire hearing abilities so I could navigate to find the intruder, since it was too early for servants to start any work in the garden.
The chill of the morning but into my skin and I wished I had worn a coat. I followed the faint sound until it became louder. I heard a loud groan and at first, and I thought the intruder was injured. The garden was quite large and thick because this part was the forest garden, filled with herbs, shrubs and tall trees, hence it's thickness. I continued to walk on my toes until I saw the most shocking sight for my eyes to witness!
It was too stunned to react!
Standing against the tree was the Duke of Hastings, eyes closed and head thrown back while pleasurable groans and moans filled his lips. And a young maid in her servants dress had her mouth wrapped around his cock, while her head bobbed up and down matching the thrust of his hips that pushed his hardened member into her mouth. The buttons on the front side of her dress was undone and down to her waist , making her pale breasts spill out of her dress. Her breasts jingled lightly following the movement of her body. She continued gagging and taking him in without complaining as her mouth was full.
And I guess she was good! Oh why was I thinking about it like that?
The sight should disgust me.
But it didn't for some twisted reason.
"fuck" the duke groaned
"You are so good" he continued to mutter under his breath as his face twisted in pleasure with his lips slightly parted and sheens of sweat on his forehead.
The Duke waved his hand through her and held her head in place.
My cock twitching in my pants told me how affected I was by the scene.
I was meant to be disgusted by it but I wasn't. It stirred a primal hunger in me.
Something without restraint.
Just me not holding back.
I bit down the urge to touch myself.
I was hard
But I controlled myself.
I had to.
I had to for discipline sake. But for some odd reason I couldn't yell at them as I was meant to.
I just watched.
It was not what I wanted but my body made me feel things.
I waited until he jerked and groaned while spilling his seeds in her mouth.
I noticed her swallowing and raising her dress, while standing on her feet to back him and I knew it was time to stop them. He was going to be engaged to my step sister after all. Not like I cared what he did with his life but it would become a scandal if someone else were to walk into this scene.
"Ahem" I cleared my throat.
"Shit" the Duke cursed and looked up while he quickly pulled his pants up and zipped it,then he turned to face me. He looked shocked. With a face that said
'oh I have been caught '
But after a moment he tried to hide it
With a blank expression.
He was trying hard to keep a straight face. I am sure he was trying to think of lies to come up with. And now looking at the face of the maid involved I realized it was one of her personal maids. His soon to be fiances personal maid.
Really!
Of all the courtesans who were specifically kept to please the kings guests ,
he chose a lowly maid?!!!
Well aside that her breasts that were round and big, there was nothing really special about her.
Wait why was I describing her like that!
"Hey , you" I turned to the maid who cast her gaze down looking at her shoes like it had a secret door of escape for her "excuse us" I said.
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I walked back into the mansion to my room. Entering my chambers I noticed that I wasnt alone because I had company. I quickly drew my sword that I had camouflaged unto the wall behind my door. I put it behind me as I walked forward.
Not many bad the nerve to get into my room because of my strict rules. Not even servants were allowed to clean without my supervision. I walked into the vast bedroom and saw that everything was intact or so I thought. Then I looked around and saw that the door of the patio facing the inner garden,
it was wide open.
And the cool morning breeze made the curtains sway. From where I stood my eyes made out the silhouette of a person. 'Someone was in there'
But who would confidently walk in here?
As I stepped closer and closer .... Then it hit me, a strong scent of strawberry and vanilla.
Suddenly my tensed shoulders relaxed.
"Mom?" I called out to her.
"Come out here" she said with a calm voice.
I returned my sword to it's position on a nearby collection of swords I had on display on the wall, before joining my mother to stand on the patio. Normally she would have sent for me but then she came herself, so it must be important. I was eighteen already but to her I was still her baby boy. "Rufus" she began after inhaling deeply. "I have something to tell you" she said in a calm voice but I couldn't ignore the little shift in the tone.
It sounded urgent
Fearful or even deeper.
"What is it mother?" I asked
"Have packed your things for your trip to the camp?" She asked in a voice slightly lower than before. her emotions were unreadable. But I could hear the slight crack in her voice at the end of her sentence.
I only nodded as an answer to her question.
I knew where this conversation was going.
I opened my mouth to speak but she beat me to it. "I worry for you son" she said while taking my hand in hers. She clasped her hand over mine and her hands slightly shook. "Everything I do, I do for you " she continued and for a moment I saw a flicker of emotion. Like she was holding herself back from tearing up. It saddened me that she gets worried anytime I was to return to the training grounds. "I am scared that this looming war and fights at the borders may take you from me" she said while closing her eyes and inhaling deeply. She was beautiful and in my eyes,....
my mother can do no wrong.
All she always wanted was the best for me and my sister. I didn't like seeing her like this.
Half broken, scared and close to being terrified.
I sighed.
"I always come back mother and vampires like us don't die so easily" I said to her in an encouraging tone."you know I love you mother and I do not wish to see you sad" I added. It was true indeed I couldn't bear to see her sad. I couldn't stand the sight of her tears. It breaks me.
She slowly let my hand go and I dropped my hands to my side. Then I spoke "I would get you a box of jewelry when I next I return... It's a promise" I promised her while looking her in the eye. "I will return mother... I always do" I said before wrapping my arms around her.
We stayed that way for a while before I broke our embrace. "I should finish getting ready."
We both walked back into the room and she was quiet. Almost too quiet. No speaking. No conversation. Just silence. it wasn't overbearing. It was comforting.
After a while she stood up from the couch in my room where she sat watching me pack the rest of my things. She excused herself and said she was leaving. As she got to the door of my room, I heard her speak "Be careful about your elder brother." Then she paused.
But before she continued speaking, I asked "why?.... Is there something I should know?"
She stood silently.
No answer
Then I opened my mouth to speak and she beat me to it
"He is not as weak as he looks" and with that she stepped out of the room and closed the door with a soft click.