Ensnared v. 3 Excerpt by DL Warner
No one was overtly rushing him, but it was clear that Andreas could no longer dally. He had to prepare himself for Darius. For all the planning he did to save a young man from becoming a sexual plaything that day, it was ironic that Andreas actually was one. He was a Dami – a living sex toy – owned body, mind and will by the most powerful being in the known universe. The difference between Jevon and Andreas was that he gave himself to Darius willingly – twice. The first time, he was an infamous Crew leader on the run for his life. The second time, he was a wealthy and powerful Lord in his own right.
Their story was famous throughout the worlds the Cosi ruled. Much to Andrea' chagrin, there were unauthorized books and plays about their history. Darius ignored it all in that supremely arrogant way of his. While it was a sound plan that ignoring the books would discredit them faster than trying to quash them, no one would dare ask Darius for an autograph as some had him on occasion.
But those annoyances were easily forgotten compared to being close to Darius. It was deeply puzzling to Andreas why anyone would doubt what had attracted him to his Cosi. Hector put it very well calling him a big, walking distraction. Darius was easily the tallest man Andreas had ever met. He was powerfully and elegantly muscled. There was an angelic beauty to his handsomeness topped with a long main of thick and silky buttery blond hair. He had vibrant dark blue eyes that were almost always warm and playful with Andreas though he often saw them when they were frosty cold with those who displeased him. And then, there was his mouth. Darius had very sensuous lips. He was an expert kisser who could used that mouth to render Andreas mindless with ease.
Keeping his day focused on time to make sure he was prepared for Darius was no chore for Andreas. He looked forward to the moment when he could shed his beautifully tailored suit and slip into his evening bath. He longed for the transition from his daily responsibilities to thinking of nothing but pleasing Darius. It was freeing for him. And it was an honor to be so close to that singularly powerful man. There were less than a handful of people in the universe that could be trusted enough to be close to the Cosi Leader. It both amazed and humbled Andreas that Darius considered him exquisite when he had his choice of all the beauty in the universe. And Darius made him feel beautiful each time he was in his presence. It was the way he looked at him as if that act was a deep and satisfying pleasure.
Thus, Andreas took care to relax during the bath and let all the tension from the interviews and freeing Jevon drain away with the bath water. By the time he finished, Andreas was attractively dressed in Dami attire that showed off his collar bones and most of his back. The fabric was soft and touchable. It fell along the sleekly muscled contours of his body showing them off elegantly. The coppery red color was chosen by Darius to best highlight his tawny skin. His shoulder length, mahogany brown hair was brushed to a shine and he was slicked and stretched to accommodate his Cosi's length and girth should he want to have him in bed straight away. When the door opened to the private entrance, Andreas was more than ready to gracefully kneel with his head bowed. His body was ready for anything Darius desired. He had but to ask.
Andreas obeyed and found that Darius had extended his hand. Andreas offered his in return and immediately found himself in a full body embrace with Darius seeking his lips. He moaned into that intense kiss as his knees weakened. The incredible strength in that embrace once again made Andreas feel helpless yet protected. The kiss was possessive and affectionate at the same time. Darius was in no hurry to move to the bedroom that night. In fact, as the kiss gently ended, Andreas was set onto his feet.
“Let's have some wine and talk before dinner,” Darius said. “I've missed your voice.”
“Yes, Darius,” Andreas murmured with a smile. “I've missed yours, too.”
They were still adjusting to only seeing each other at the end of the day rather than when the mood struck. Though they were far more productive living at home rather than at Cosimo Tower. The adjustment continued to be difficult.
They sat close to each other on the sofa. Yannis served the wine while Lexo set the table.
Darius enjoyed the first sip of with relish before speaking.
“Now, exquisite one,” Darius murmured. “What had your brow knitted when we spoke? I sensed a tension in your voice that I had not heard for some time.”
Andreas found himself talking not just about Jevon but also the havoc the bounty on Charity school boys made of the interviews. He hadn't realized how irritated he was about the entire situation until he started talking.
“Thus, you are unsure whether or not any of these young men are truly interested in becoming part of Zed or seeking the best sanctuary,” Darius remarked. “Yet you still accepted them as full members.”
Andreas nodded. “I'm hoping that when they see how satisfying the work can be and get a glimpse of the lifestyle they will lead, they can become the members we need.”
“That is a fine plan,” Darius said.
“But I will still make sure I am present to listen to them until I am sure they will be a good fit,” Andreas said. “Only, Hector, Stu and I know that they are in a trial right now.”
“This is a far wiser decision than going to that brothel yourself,” Darius said pointedly. “I would have reacted badly.”
“I would have had it burned to the ground,” Darius replied simply. “I may yet have it done as an example of how the Cosi view hunting young boys in such a manner. That has to be against the teachings of Those Who Watch.”
Andreas had no problem with that idea, but he was curious about something.
“Why didn't Odigos object to the plan on the way back here?”
“That was unnecessary until you actually decided to go yourself,” Darius replied.
“Don't you think that is a bit overbearing when I am so well protected?” Andreas asked drily.
“Not at all,” Darius replied with a small smile.
Andreas shook his head as they were summoned to dinner.
Darius finally got the look of affectionate exasperation he had been seeking since his arrival. Not that he didn't love seeing that beautiful man who controlled so much sink gracefully to his knees. He was moved each time he saw that movement so beautifully executed. And what made it more meaningful was that he never once put Andreas in that position physically. He well could have from the first night they shared, but it had always been his Dami's choice to kneel. And he waited patiently with eyes down to hear what would please Darius most that evening. That could been being taken to the bedroom to be used for an hour or for days in any way Darius could imagine, or it could be dinner filled with engaging conversation. Andreas gave his Owner a level of trust he had never given to anyone in his life. The impact on Darius was profound each time he saw that beautiful face with the lowered gaze. The rush of power was as heady indeed. But as it was humbling as well. The gift Andreas gave him each night always gave Darius pause. He thought carefully in that instant about what they needed the most that given night and how to fulfill that need. That guileless submission always made his blood rise and that kiss always made him want more, but Darius wanted to see that fond expression most of all.
Darius finally relaxed. Andreas relaxed once food was served. His gold green eyes danced with mischief as he spoke about as he spoke about Lord Naxos.
“I'd love to know the story of how he and Mr. Timonen got so close,” Andreas chuckled.
“I'm sure Lady Kronos could spin that tale at your next lunch,” Darius remarked with a smile. And then, his gaze grew more pointed “How much did he touch you?”
“You've washed your hair twice today,” Darius replied mildly. “You only do that when someone has trespassed in such a way that I would notice.”
“He shook my hand for a little too long – that's all,” Andreas admitted. “He also kept leaning in close to me like he wanted to leave something of himself behind. I didn't want the strong scent he wore in my hair. He was really annoyed that you never noticed him.”
“He's impossible to miss,” Darius quipped. “And I suppose he is attractive in an overblown way. But I had had enough of that kind of flamboyance after Zoran. I prefer a more genuine kind of beauty and cheekiness to someone always seeking attention.”
Andreas blushed beautifully before smiling. “Well, I didn't want him intruding on our time together. “
“And you say I'm possessive,” Darius murmured over his soup.
There was that expression again as Andreas glanced sideways at Darius. The main course was placed before them. Andreas caught Darius smiling. He shook his head and chuckled.
“You and Mykos have become real wise asses,” he muttered.
“I wonder where that came from?” Darius commented placidly.
“Yet, I miss you so much during the day,” Andreas admitted ruefully.
Darius smiled at him, causing Andreas to blush beautifully.
“It has been difficult for me as well, I must admit,” he said. “I keep looking up expecting you to barge into my office.”
“Or drag me out of the study,” Andreas quipped.
Darius shrugged. “You were there and ripe for the taking, so to speak...and you never complained.”
Andreas kept eating his meal with typical enthusiasm, but Darius knew by his blush that he was thinking of the many pieces of furniture they had used all over his office and the Tower apartment when the mood struck Darius – which had been often while his Dami was within easy reach. Typically, such a blush would seal Andreas' fate that night. He wouldn't have made it to dessert as he was making the blood rise dangerously in Darius.
However, Darius kept his lust in check. The kind hearted Andreas was likely still worried about the unfortunate Jevon as well as everyone he had set in motion to rescue him. He was probably even worried about Iskyros – the biggest security man Darius had ever seen. There was no help for it. Darius would have to wait until there was word that everyone was safe before he could enjoy him as thoroughly as he'd like. It was not much of a chore to wait. There was the beautifully prepared meal to enjoy. Andreas was at his most entertaining having missed Darius all day. He would enjoy both delectable aspects of the evening. And then, he would make Andreas pay for keeping him from immediately enjoying that tawny flesh. That payment would be delicious as well.
“Why do I feel like I'm in terrible trouble when all I've been doing is enjoying my dinner,” Andreas asked ruefully.
Darius smiled his most predatory smile.
“Because, you know me very well, sweet Dami,” Darius replied mildy. “Eat you dinner. You'll need your strength.”