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Lloyd has cravings, just as anyone does. The problem with his cravings however differs from the average person. It wasn’t that he didn’t have enough money to purchase it, or it just wasn’t in season. No, the reason he had a problem with his cravings were because the food he wanted to eat didn’t exist in this world.
Sure they had some nice luxuries but still Lloyd missed the taste of Korean food. He missed cheap Ramen, he missed kimchi, he missed the familiarity of the spice and tang. Fuck it he missed the rice cakes he would buy at 3am when he finally finished his graveyard shift.
Which is why his latest adventure has instead been with food, he had enough spare time where he could sacrifice a few hours trying to make some of the food he missed so dearly.
However what he hadn’t expected was a face to pop into the kitchen while he was working on his dishes, watching intently with a familiar hunger in their eyes.
“You!! What are you making!!” His wrist was grabbed and he was forced to turn around and look at a drooling face that hadn’t even spared him a glance.
He was shocked for a second, he hadn’t sensed them at all. But he wasn’t dead or injured and instead they seemed more interested in his food than in him.
“Oh my!~ Well since you asked, this is a special dish from the eastern continent called chi…by-“ He had smelled a business opportunity, a young face so desperately hungry for food was easy to trick!
The opportunity was almost so good he didn’t even bother wondering how they got into the manor. A whole other problem that could be dealt with by Javier if it got out of hand.
“Don’t lie to me! You’re making Tteokbokki, aren’t you!?” That wasn’t something Lloyd thought he’d hear. The smile dropped from his face as he turned to observe the other properly.
Pretty. They were really fucking pretty. Maybe even on par with Javier. A light shade of purple, maybe Lavender, hair that fell in waves down their face, ending just above the shoulders. Wide light gray eyes that were engulfed in hunger and a very…cute face.
Lloyd was suspicious, tteokbokki didn’t exist in this world, specifically why he was putting in so much effort to make it himself. If the situation within itself wasn’t suspicious enough this had nearly confirmed it for him. However it wasn’t quite enough.
So Lloyd sang. He didn’t care if his voice was horrendous and made demons cheer, he sang a song popular enough back in his old world that no matter what age they were they would know the song.
“If you like pina coladas…” The intruder's eyes lit up.
“And getting caught in the rain” They had carried on.
“If you’re not into yoga…”
“If you have half a brain”
“IF YOU LIKE MAKING LOVE AT MIDNIGHT!”
The kitchen had suddenly been met with an explosion as Javier came tumbling through the wall, sword in hand and ready to fight. However his stance quickly faltered seeing Lloyd hand-in-hand with a stranger.
“YOU CAN'T JUST BREAK THE WALL WHAT THE FUCK JAVIER” Lloyds eyes popped out of his head as he took in the damage surrounding Javier.
“I apologize. I thought the young master was in trouble, I couldn’t imagine any other reason you’d use your demon-like voice…” Javier was curious, someone…good looking was holding Lloyds hands and they didn’t look as though they were forcing themselves.
“Aghhh just forget it, hurry up and clean up, in the morning get someone to repair it” Lloyd huffed, not even giving Javier a second look as he turned back to what he was doing, smiling and laughing as he talked to someone Javier had never met.
—-
Javier sat in the kitchen, watching as Lloyd and this stranger were caught up in mindless chatter, as if they had been friends for many years which was ridiculous to Javier because why would someone as attractive as this person give Lloyd the time of day?
“My name is…Alan…” The man had said as if he was unsure of his own name, Javier's eyes had squinted as if observing the man something in him telling him to strike now, he was suspicious and possibly a threat. Lloyd however had no problem with it and instead welcomed the man in with open arms.
“Welcome to frontera county, I am Lloyd frontera and this is Javier…my servant” The sleazy smirk on Lloyds face made Javier crave to put a dent in his face just once, so instead he offered a charming smile to the man in front of him.
“It is an honor to meet you, I am Javier Asrahan, the personal knight and sword master of master Lloyd” Javier gave his most charming smile, knowing the kind of reaction it usually garnered.
And yet he had been given a response he could only compare to a lifeless doll, a greeting that wasn’t rude but lacked any warmth and human-like emotion. Reminding him all too well of Lloyd.
“Ah yes, so nice to meet you!” He wasn’t even spared a second glance as the person had turned back to Lloyd, a hand covering his mouth as he leaned up to whisper in Lloyds ear. Just a little too close for Javier’s comfort.
“Wait so he’s the main character?” He had heard the man whisper to Lloyd, a nod being thrown his way. Lloyd was aware that Javier could hear them but seemed to be fine with talking about him right in front of him, even being entertained by it.
“Yeah but he’s all morally conscious and has that whole stuck up main character shtick going” That had drawn a laugh from Alan and Javier had to stop himself from attacking the 2. Why was this stranger talking shit about him?
“Ahh… seriously??” More silenced giggles and deep breaths of air reached his ear.
“I can see why he’s the main character, I mean he is good looking but…I don’t think it’s anything truly special” oh…
“Pfft- yeah it is but don’t say anything it’s really the only thing he has going for him” For that Lloyd did get hit on the head but even after that, he refused to leave Lloyds side.
——
It had been days but the person had yet to leave Lloyd’s side, which wasn’t the strange part because as weird as it was Javier knew that Lloyd had a certain way about him that dragged people in.
No, what was weird to him was that Lloyd had yet to put this person to work as one of his many willing slaves. Lloyd never saw an opportunity like this and let it go, so he could truly only wonder.
“So you’re telling me you made all this possible? Man you could have done big things…I was just a factory worker” Javier watched as Lloyds face took a serious expression and turned to the previous stranger.
“Never say that about yourself, I know what shit like that does to a person. You’re stronger than anyone else to have survived that” They both shared a look that Javier couldn’t explain and for some reason…pissed him off.
Who was this person to Lloyd? To be able to escape his satanic and sadistic ways? Why were they the exception to Lloyds apparent cruelty? What made them special to Lloyd?
Javier couldn’t figure it out as he had only been able to watch from the sidelines as his master's friendship with his person blossomed and grew.
“Master Lloyd, I am going to practice with the other knights.” Javier was in shock, instead of even a single word, or even a look to let Javier know Lloyd had heard, he was given a wave of his hand, as if he was some servant, as if he wasn’t…
He had stormed off, murderous intent leaking off of him like a broken faucet as he headed to the training grounds, unaware of the light gray eyes watching him as he walked away.
——
“So…about that knight…” Alan had let out a low whistle, a suggestive look on his face.
“What about him?” Lloyd snorted.
“It seems he’s a little…jealous, any idea why?” A string of playfulness hung in his voice.
“God if I know what goes on through his mind” Lloyd shuddered, he’d never had to analyze Javier on a personal level before and to be honest he didn’t want to. He didn’t want to dig deeper. He wanted to believe what he saw was all there was.
“Right right of course. Because he doesn’t want to kill me every time I get even just a little too close to you” Lloyd had to stifle a laugh.
“I don’t wanna talk about him, I see enough of him every day” Lloyd sighed as he laid down on the ground, face buried in the grass while Alan lay under a tree, his feet resting on Lloyds shoulders.
“Boy!!…You youngsters and your love problems. If you love him, why not tell him? We’ve already lived once and I know I left with regrets. What if we leave this world just as abruptly? How will you live knowing that even after living 2 lives you couldn’t tell one person how much you loved them” Alan shrugged and shook his head, stretching with a smile.
“God I forgot what it was like to have bones that didn’t ache. Gotta say I’m not too upset about it” Alan had used his coat as a pillow and used his arm to block the sun from his eyes.
Lloyd sat there silently, allowing himself to be used as a foot rest for the sleeping man as he let his thoughts run rampant.
——
Javier was very mad. He may not show it on his face (he does) and he might appear to be in his normal state (he doesn’t) but every second he spends alone and waiting he feels his anger grow.
He can already imagine where Lloyd is, somewhere private where it’s just him and Alan, as if Javier was completely irrelevant to him!
“C-come on youngin! Gotta-gotta get you to ya room!!” Booming laughter was heard from down the large hall and Javier felt his eye twitch, a voice that had become increasingly more irritating to him approached and he would prefer if that person wouldn’t come but if that person was here that also meant Lloyd had finally decided to come.
“Whatever old man! Just leave me here! I know you wanna keep drinking” Javier heard the slurred speech, the hiccups and the little giggles thrown in every now and then.
“You’re damn right I do!! Can’t do that with a stupid brat like you with no alcohol tolerance hanging around though” Javier heard multiple doors open and then shut, thumping stumbling footsteps ending outside the room he was in, inside the room he shared with Lloyd.
“Wait wait wait I don’t wanna go in yet” He heard giggles and laughs. Javier would have destroyed everything surrounding him if he had any less control of himself.
“Then let’s sit out here for a second, I’m so fucking tired you’re heavy” Javier heard 2 loud thumps followed by groans of pain and loud laughter once more.
Nothing more was said, which to Javier was worse. If they weren’t talking, what would they be doing? What could they be doing that doesn’t require them to talk? Why were they so silent?
Javier had enough, he tore the door open in a blind rage, and though he restrained himself he had still ripped the door off its hinges. He can fix it later.
“Master Lloyd it’s time for bed” Javier was raging. He had opened the door and found them both sitting cross legged and facing each other. Though what really pissed him off was Lloyd who had his eyes closed, leaning in close as if anticipating something.
“Huh? Wait, we're not done!” Alan protested, though did nothing as Lloyd was picked up rather easily and thrown over Javier’s shoulder, so drunk he could only laugh in glee.
“I said it’s time for bed” Perhaps some of Lloyd had rubbed off on Javier because he didn’t even attempt to hide his murderous intent as he walked back into the room, forcing the door closed, probably breaking it even more.
Javier didn’t know where to start, he didn’t even know what was happening. Sure he knew that whatever was happening between him and Lloyd was unofficially-officially there. And sure he really did have no right to complain.
But Lloyd had spent so much time ignoring him he had a right to feel hurt. Especially when the person he had been ignoring him for was a total stranger!
He threw Lloyd onto the bed, just staring at him for a few seconds as Lloyd giggled, bouncing on the bed as alcohol rushed through his system.
He knew how cruel Lloyd could be, having personally witnessed it first hand multiple times over. And yet his heart still aches because of how cruel he could be, still surprised by the levels of depravity and shamelessness that Lloyd could sink to.
Just as Javier was about to rip into Lloyd he instead felt hands wrapping around his body and felt Lloyds face pressing into his stomach.
“Javierrrrr” Lloyd whined and Javier, for the briefest second, faltered and started to second guess himself.
“Master Lloyd”
“Hmmm”
“Lloyd”
“Mmmm whaaaat”
“Kim suho”
Lloyd was now staring up at Javier, his eyes shining despite the shock evident on his face.
“Yes, Javier?” Lloyd’s smile grew and Javier had to keep reminding himself that right now he was furious, he wanted his lullaby and his master and he had been denied both until late hours into the night.
“You’re late” Lloyd snorted, falling backwards onto the bed, still holding onto Javier and forcing him to lay down with him, despite the fact that if Javier really didn’t want to he could have chosen to keep standing.
“Oh yes I’m so sorry your majesty, please forgive my impertinence! Take a limb for every minute I was late!!” Lloyd was laughing at his own joke, laughing so hard he could barely breathe, tears were falling from his eyes and his face was becoming red. God Javier hates him.
Lloyds laughter slowly died down once he realized that Javier did not find it as slightly amusing as he did, or that the rage he was exhibiting wasn’t just for show. He was actually enraged.
“I just went out for a drink with Alan, what’s so wrong with that?” Lloyd sighed, seeming to have sobered up just the tiniest bit.
“While I was waiting here for you! What if he was only getting you drunk so you’d be easier to control?! You’ve known him less than a week!” Javier seethed, his own thoughts fuelling his rage.
“He wouldn’t do that! He’s not some sick freak!
Plus I’m strong enough to handle myself, and even if he did possibly hurt me there are enough strong people here where he wouldn’t even get far!” Lloyd couldn’t use his usual argument of having the worlds strongest sword master, luckily there were others who were strong in a more human sense.
This argument only made Javier angrier, his aura now physically visible.
“What’s your problem with him? You’re acting like a possessive boyf-“ Lloyd cut himself off, now sober enough to realize what he had almost just said. That he had almost just acknowledged the progression of their relationship, something neither of them had yet to even dare speak about.
“Finish your sentence” Javier raised an eyebrow.
“Forget it. We should just go to bed. I’m tired” Lloyd sighed.
“No. Finish your sentence. What am I acting like?”
“Javier”
“Kim Suho”
The silence between them lingered awkwardly, Javier staring daggers at Lloyd while Lloyd tried to act as if it didn’t bother him.
“Fuck fine! I said you’re acting like a possessive boyfriend! Trying to dictate who I can talk to or not!! Like I’m not the master here” Lloyd groaned, stuffing his face into the pillow as even in his drunken state he could feel how hot his face was getting, how his heart pounded erratically in his chest. He knew if he could hear it that clearly, so could Javier.
“If being worried for my master's health makes me a possessive boyfriend then I will gladly become Lloyd’s possessive boyfriend. And if that means having to keep that pest Alan away then I will gladly do so” Lloyd only now realized how Javier had climbed atop him, trapping him with his body.
“Hold on! Hold on! Are you…are you jealous of Alan?” Lloyd found the idea ridiculous, the same way Alice had when she had first entered wonderland. But what other explanation was there? As odd as the theory was, it was what Lloyd had to work with.
“Why would I be jealous of…Alan?” Lloyd couldn’t keep in his loud laugh, Javier’s face had twisted and contorted as if the words were sour, as if it pained him to speak those words.
“Oh but Alan is my knight in shining armor! He rescued me in the pub when some travelers thought they could rob me” Lloyd played the part of damsel in distress, unaware of the distress he was causing Javier.
“What?! Who?? I’ll kill them…” Though the last part was only a whisper Lloyd heard it as loud as day.
Lloyd always knew he was crazy, but this..this was something else. His heart was going to beat out of his chest, his face was as red as the shiniest ruby and his eyes were wide. For once Lloyd was truly rendered speechless.
“It’s fine. They’re gone, not gonna come back” Lloyd felt all the energy drain out of him, no longer wanting to play this game with his knight. So he wrapped his arms around Javier, forcing him down next to him and choosing to sit in his silent embrace.
“I’m sorry for worrying you…you’re usually by my side so I don’t have to worry about those things most the time” Lloyd turned to face Javier, for once a sincere expression on his face.
“That’s right. I’m your knight in shining armor! Not him” Javier’s voice bordered on a growl, a voice saved for enemies just before their death.
“Pfft- you’re such a baby” Lloyd let Javier rest his head on his chest, letting him listen to the beating of his heart.
They laid like that for a while, the once awkward silence now a comfortable mutual understanding. Words weren’t needed when actions spoke so much louder.
Lloyds hand was absentmindedly stroking Javier’s head, his fingers tangling into Javier’s soft locks and gently combing through while Javier’s arms were locked tightly around Lloyd.
Lloyd wasn’t sure whether it was the alcohol, the mood, or just his normal shamelessness but he sat up, letting Javier lay on his lap before leaning forward and pressing a small kiss to Javier’s forehead.
It wasn’t much, a brief press of his lips against Javier’s forehead, close enough to tell Javier that he was there with him, but still apparently too distant for Javier who had sat up in an instant and had peppered Lloyds face with a bombardment of kisses.
“If I’m your knight that makes you the spoiled princess” Javier’s kisses had slowed down, but it didn’t mean he stopped, instead his kisses had made their way down to Lloyds exposed collarbone, his shirt obviously not hiding enough for Javier’s liking.
“Then as my knight are you willing to die for me?” It was supposed to be a joke. But when Javier looked up, his eyes dark and all telling Lloyd found that instead he was the joke. Just one look into Javier’s cold yet loving eyes and he had his answer.
And maybe for once he could indulge his knight ina reward.
He pulled Javier down, their lips connecting in a kiss that lacked the sensitivity and warmth the first kiss they had shared. This kiss was rough, and a blazing heat that put the funny warmth to shame.
Their tongues clashed as they desperately tried to become as physically close as possible, Javier’s arms found themselves around Lloyds waist, caressing his waist and stomach over his clothes as Lloyd wrapped his legs around Javier, his hands holding Javier’s face as they aggressively attempted to devour each other.
They pulled apart with a string of saliva falling from their lips, heavy breathing following and a lust filled hazy look in both their eyes.
Javier looked down to Lloyd who’s expression was pure lust and love. He wonders if he appeared in a similar state to Lloyd.
“Master Lloyd, please…” Javier begged, almost like a puppy, nothing like the big bad wolf he was parading around as just a second ago.
“Go ahead Javier…do it” Javier didn’t need another second before his hands reached down and ripped Lloyd’s shirt, obviously not bothered to undo the many lace bindings holding it together.
“Fuck that shirt was expensive Javi-“ Lloyd didn’t even get to finish his sentence before he was cut off with a gasp, Javier’s eyes never leaving Lloyd as he dragged his tongue up Lloyds bare chest.
Lloyd could feel the alcohol buzzing his head, getting way too excited from such a small action. He covered his face, embarrassed at how easily pleased he was.
“Look at me Lloyd” Javier grabbed Lloyds arm to catch a look of Lloyd’s face, only to find himself stumped.
Lloyd, who usually resembled a demon, had the complexion of a demon but his face for once wasn’t screwed up, scowling or mocking. Instead his lip trembled, saliva falling down his chin, his eyes glazed and his face beet red.
Javier should have done this sooner if he knew this would be the outcome.
And to top it off, Lloyd’s smart mouth finally closed.
Javier leaned it to kiss him once more, his eyes closed as he reached down to unbuckle Lloyd’s pants.
“Say you want me. Say you want me as much as I want you” Javier pulled away, Lloyd’s pants were around his ankles and Javier’s hands snuck into the waistband of Lloyd’s underwear, ready to pull them off the second Lloyd gave him what he wanted.
“I’m-i'm your master…you do what I say, so hurry up…I need you Javier” Lloyds voice bordered on a whimper and Javier felt that last constraint break.
He dove forward, his mouth attaching to Lloyds nipple, suckling as if he were a hungry baby.
His own pants were soon discarded and he found himself admiring the mess that he had made of Lloyd. His clothing had been discarded to different parts of the floor, leaving him naked, save for his socks and underwear. His whole body was flushed and with the generous sucking of Javier's lips his whole body was starting to sprout little red hickeys.
He stopped and admired him for a second. It really didn’t click how much Lloyd had changed physically because of how drastic every other change was. Lloyd who was once stick thin now had a toned body, his chest had filled out quite a bit with muscle, as well as his arms. His stomach and waist however remained thin, giving him a figure that could only be described as seductive.
He lifted Lloyd’s knees up to his chest, pressing himself against Lloyd's ass to help keep him in place. With his master folded in half like this, all parts of him exposed, Javier wondered if he could do this every time Lloyd got drunk. He’d have to suggest going out more often.
A dumb expression overtook Javier’s face once he finally did pull down Lloyds underwear. His mind blank yet racing with a thousand thoughts a second.
“Master…I-“ Javier was rendered speechless as he leaned down to more closely examine the slit that sat between Lloyd’s legs. Not a penis as he was expecting.
“Javier what are you- huh! Wait fuck! I forgot about that!” Lloyds eyes widened and attempted to flip himself out of Javier’s grip, only for his legs to be grabbed to keep him in place.
Lloyd had blown up in a panic, he hadn’t had this body for too long! He had lived with a penis for over 20 years! He's still getting used to not having a penis. Maybe Lloyd felt fear, deep down he knew that this wouldn’t stop whatever Javier and himself had but there was a small part in his brain telling himself to run, to hide. Maybe a deep instinctual fear left behind from the previous Lloyd.
“This will not stop me. Just because I was surprised doesn’t mean I am not pleased” Lloyd gasped as Javier bent down, first pressing a gentle kiss to the button peaking out from between his lips, which was then followed by a long hard lick, prompting Lloyd’s legs to flail at the previous unknown pleasure.
Lloyd writhed as Javier’s tongue dug deep into his cunt, lapping as if he were a dog, saliva falling wildly and providing as a man lubricant for Javier’s fingers as he suddenly slipped a finger into Lloyd’s soaked hole.
“Master tastes delicious” Javier pulled away panting, licking the remaining of Lloyd’s juices off his lips, still moving his fingers furiously inside Lloyd, watching him twist and gasp with a sick sense of sadistic pleasure. Lloyd always was good at bringing out the worst in Javier.
Once Javier feels Lloyd start to clench around his fingers and his panting starts to resemble that of a thirsty dog he removes his fingers, prompting a whine to fly from Lloyd’s mouth.
“W-why'd you stop?” Lloyd whined, spreading his cunt open with one hand while another played with his clit.
Javier didn’t speak, instead dragged his cock out of his pants and laid it across Lloyd’s cunt, Precum leaking and smearing all over Lloyd.
“Master…it’s going in..” Javier bit his lip as he pressed the tip of cock against Lloyds hole, pushing in slowly to ensure that Lloyd could take it.
“Wait wait wait!! A condom! Put a condom on!!” Lloyd panicked, feeling Javier’s dick sliding in him raw.
“It’s fine…the count has been wanting grandchildren” He groaned, pushing deeper in while Lloyd freaked out.
“Shhh shhh it’ll feel so much better like this” Javier groaned, his hand rubbing at Lloyd’s clit as a distraction.
“No-no you stop that!! P-put one on!! J-Javier…put one on….i might get pregnant!!” Lloyd was panting, his head was spinning, the pleasure Javier brought was too much for him to handle.
“Fuck!! Stop that!! I’m gonna cum! Fuck!” Lloyd tightened up around Javier, writhing and turning dramatically as he tried to pull away from Javier, only for his hips to be grabbed and accidentally wiggle himself deeper onto Javier’s cock.
“You keep moving like that both of us are gonna cum” Javier groaned in Lloyds ear, sucking on his neck as he slowly moved his hips, contradicting the rough way he was rubbing Lloyds clit.
They both moaned, Lloyd still skeptical and hesitant but so close to the edge that he couldn’t care about it, only worried about his own orgasm that was fast approaching.
“Master Lloyd…Master Lloyd….Master Lloyd” Javier grunted his name like a mantra, his eyes closing as he leaned in to kiss Lloyd, all Lloyd’s complaints and moaning stopped by the tongue being shoved down his throat
They held each other tightly, Javier pinning Lloyd down with his body as his hips thrusted harshly into Lloyd’s hot wet cunt.
“I’ll get you pregnant…then everyone will know that you’re my master!!” Lloyd shook, being sent over the edge as he came, his hips shaking and his legs tensing.
Lloyd panted heavily but Javier didn’t stop, chasing his own pleasure as he plunged his cock balls deep into Lloyd’s cunt, admiring the look of his master trembling on his cock, overstimulated by the constant abuse to his cunt.
“Get pregnant!! Get pregnant! Get pregnant!” Javier’s hips were moving wildly, the lewd sound resonating from their skin slapping against each other loud and wet. The only thing louder was Lloyd’s moans and pleas to slow down.
Javier’s thrusts came to a halt with a single hard thrust, his cock pressed deeply inside Lloyd. He was panting hard and almost too suddenly Lloyd felt a hot warm sticky liquid filling his cunt to the brim.
Ah fuck.
Javier pressed his nose into Lloyd’s neck, breathing heavily as he slowly moved his hips, pushing his cum as deep into Lloyd as he could.
Their hands entwined, Javier’s grip hard, almost scared that Lloyd would run away.
It took a minute but Javier had finally pulled his cock out, watching as cum gushed out of Lloyd’s fucked open hole with a smile.
“Yeah, you look fucking happy” Javier collapsed on top of Lloyd, his head on his chest and hands still entwined.
“Mhm. Almost as happy as this guy” Javier had reached down to gently stroke Lloyd’s cunt, to which he received a squeal and a rather painful knee in his stomach.
It was silent for a while, Lloyd stroking Javier’s head as he gazed at the ceiling, not talking but obviously his head going 1000 km a minute. Javier however was basking in the attention, sometimes leaving small kisses on Lloyd’s skin, sometimes just admiring his master.
“Again”
Lloyd looked down at Javier as if he were crazy.
“I want to do it again”
“No”
“I want to do it again”
“Javier…I swear-“
“It’ll be good I promise” Lloyd felt a headache coming, he could already feel Javier’s cock hardening once more against his leg.
“Haaaa… fuck fine but this is the last time!!”
———
It wasn’t the last time, they had thoroughly fucked the entire night and Lloyd wasn’t sure he had even come that much even during his entire life as Kim Suho.
The next day they had woken up at 3pm, having missed the entire day as nobody had come to disturb them.
“Fuck we’re probably way behind schedule now you asshole! Look what you’ve done!” Lloyd cursed as he sat up, his back, legs and hips aching from the different positions Javier had convinced him into last night.
“Master Lloyd enjoyed it too” Javier sat up, pressing a kiss to Lloyd’s forehead.
“Did you even sleep last night? I didn’t give you your lullaby…If you were awake you should have done some work dumbass!” Lloyd scolded, his hand coming down to strike Javier, but was instead grabbed and their hands entwined once more.
“No…I slept, master Lloyd’s moans were all the lullaby I needed” Javier leaned in for a kiss only to receive a pillow to the face.
“Fucking psycho…I’m going to eat…are you coming?” Lloyd stood up, his legs shaking before he felt something leaking down his leg.
In horror Lloyd looked down, thinking maybe he’d pissed himself only to see globs of cum falling and his rage had come back.
“Help me get dressed”
As Lloyd and Javier descended from Lloyd’s room, no servant dared to look them in the eye, a blush covering all their faces and a look that resembled pity.
Lloyd acted as though nothing was wrong, he was the young lord of this land so whatever he does is his business, and if anyone heard (everyone did) well…that was their problem.
When they had reached the dining room they found everyone sitting down, worrisome expressions on their faces.
Arcos, Marbella, Julian, serajard…Alan. Even Bayern was sitting there.
“Good morning everyone” Lloyd coughed as he took a seat, Javier sitting next to him and far too close to even try to deny anything that possibly happened last night.
“So…we heard there were rumors of a child to be born” What a nice way to start a conversation.
Lloyd had looked to the countess who looked back with a happy grin, Lloyd chose not to think of the implications of that. Whatever happened last night was drunk Lloyd’s fault.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about” Lloyd had sipped the drink placed in front of him to find it’s not his usual coffee, instead a very strong scented tea.
“Get me my usual coffee” He sighed to the maid, to which she had only looked at the count who shook his head.
“Now Lloyd we know it’s hard to come to terms with but for the sake of the baby we need to only feed you the best food! Which means no alcohol, coffee, or anything with too much sugar!” Lloyd had cracked the glass in his hand.
“I’m not pregnant!”
“That’s not what everyone heard last night” Alan had scoffed and a bright blush took over Lloyd’s face without his permission.
“Oh and of course we’ll need to hold a wedding as soon as possible” His father had said with a bright, completely ignoring his son.
“I’m not pregnant!”
“Oh Javier to think that you’ll truly be our son”
So they had chosen to just straight up ignore Lloyd. Great…. Lloyd sat in silence as everyone around him gossiped happily about his future and his supposed ‘child’.
“Hey youngun, think about it, don’t live your life with regrets” He felt a foot tap his knee under the table and looked to see Alan looking at him with a greedy smile.
“You get pregnant then”
“Yeah right, just get pregnant enough for both of us aye?” A loud laugh followed as Alan took another sip from his cup.
Lloyd felt a hand on his stomach and looked to see Javier looking at him like a kicked dog. Why is he so weak to this face…
“Yeah yeah, good dod I’m your master” Lloyd sighed and pet Javier’s head, which prompted more enthusiasm from the count and countess.
A child huh…born into this chaotic world…
Lloyd spared a glance at Javier, which was returned with a sparkling smile that screamed devious innocence.
Well…if he did end up pregnant, he knew this child would never have to struggle like Kim Suho did.