1. A Good Servant Chapter Three


    Date: 10/26/2014, Categories: Gay Male, Author: LauraSFox, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories

    “Really, Xavier, I don’t understand,” Lucas commented, looking somewhat vexed with his friend’s determination. “You usually get bored rather fast with them. Please at least promise me he can be mine once you are done with him.” They were talking over dinner, while Cory was tending the table quietly, trying hard to ignore the butterflies in his stomach upon hearing the masters’ conversation. “I believe that it would be no issue for a repeat performance, if you come visit us,” Xavier sipped wine from his glass, frowning. “What I do not understand,” he emphasized the ‘I’, “is why you are so keen on acquiring him.” “I always speak my mind,” Lucas answered. “We’re not so different, you and I. We both take what we like when we like. Of course, in this case, I could never insist more than it is socially accepted. If this is your final word, I will respect it,” he added sternly, while cutting the steak on his plate with measured gestures. Cory was observing in silence. Lord Xavier was graceful to the tip of his fingers, even as he ate, while it looked like Lucas was paying too much attention to his table manners. If he didn’t know better, he would have suspected the guest to have struggled to climb the social ladder to reach his current position, as opposed to Xavier who looked blue blooded and born to rule. “I do not usually tell you ‘no’, you know it,” Xavier’s voice grew softer. “Only on not so little things,” Lucas commented, looking somewhat disappointed. “You see, I have taken ...
    quite a liking at Cory, and I would hate to part with him so soon. Plus, it is highly unusual for you to show so much interest in another human being.” There were inflexions in his master’s voice Cory wished he could read. Could there be a chip in the man’s armor? Was he nurturing more intimate feelings towards his friend? Were not they responded in kind? He was so deep in thought, that he forgot he was supposed to bring dessert. His master looked at him, his half ironic, half indulgent smile back on his lips. Lucas coughed discreetly, to draw his attention. He murmured an apology and rushed to the kitchen to bring the two servings of mocha pots de crème he had especially and carefully struggled with, while the masters were recovering from the sensual session from earlier. He had used the heart shape he’d found among the utensils. Somehow, his master’s choice had rung to him as romantic, so he’d wanted to please him with a proper layout as well. As he placed the dessert in front of the two masters, Lucas chuckled softly. “You are always trying to seduce me with food, Xavier.” “This is not food, my friend, this is pure delight,” Xavier commented, digging a small scoop of chocolate pudding and tasting it, half closing his eyes. “He is great as a cook, too,” he added, and stared at Lucas with a meaningful look. “That is to be expected,” the brunet waved his hand, like such aspects were trivial. “They are trained to serve.” However, as he tasted his dessert, his green eyes grew a ...
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