A New Gift ( Zombie and Coffee-Tastic)

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Frederick lifted his head up when he was called out to, a smile tugging at his lips. "I'm fine, don't worry." He replied simply, looking at the maid with somewhat sad eyes. He knew that what happened wasn't Ken's fault, but it didn't mean he could handle being that uncomfortable. Shaking his head slightly, he got up to his feet, tilting his head to one side. "Thank you for worrying, but it's nothing... Was there something else you needed?" He asked with a smile, appearing like nothing was wrong. He'd get over this... He had to. He just needed to think of some ways to help Ken out a bit more.

 

Fredrick reached out for the woman, gently smoothing out her skirt. He was always like this - acting like a parent. He always wanted to care for others and take care of everyone. "Could you... Could you find Ken and ask him to meet me in the living room later? I'd take a bath first." He requested, tugging his underwear up slightly. He felt dirty, and he wasn't sure why. It wasn't like he didn't want to have sex with Ken, no... No, he felt dirty because he didn't realize their feelings were incredibly different.

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She felt bad for Frederick, so long with being his maid, she knew that he wasn't fine. Looking down as she bowed her head, the woman smiled a little, "Yes. Of course, Frederick... I hope things workout from whatever that happened." Raising her head, she gave a better smile, "Enjoy your shower and take your time. I'll still have to find him after all." Frederick to her was a delight that she respected as the one she served and also cared about. And because she cared about him, when she turned around to leave him, she casually and sneakily brought the letter back to her front so he wouldn't see it. He could receive the letter at another time.

 

Ken got himself a nice room on the opposite side of the mansion, far away from his master as he probably wanted. In the untouched room, he stared at his feet for a moment as if processing something deeply in his head. I forgot the clothes. Nice going, Ken. He wasn't just about to go all the way back to get shoes, he was too tired and he wanted to sleep. He wanted to sleep with Frederick close by, but that couldn't happen apparently. In the bed, he didn't lay under the covers, just keeping his head on the pillow with his body on his side on top of the cozy blankets, his usual sleeping position. Without his master close to be able to see what was okay or not, Ken wasn't sure if it was allowed for him to mess up the perfectly done bed by going under it. Frederick would of said it was okay though, Ken felt like that would be the case.

 

Soon, there was a knock at the door that woke up the black haired servant from his light sleeping. "Sir Frederick requests you to be in the living room." She opened the door, but kept herself in the doorway. Why Ken choose to be so far away was because of whatever happened between them... "And... I'd like to ask that you do not cause Frederick any trouble. He's a good person and I didn't like seeing him like that."

 

"Like what." he said, turning his head to stare at the maid.

 

She didn't like being stared at, Ken's eyes giving her the most discomfort. They were such a dark green, it made her think of a dense, menacing forest at night, so he adverted her eyes and frowned, "He was on the floor and he was pale. What did you do to make him like that?"

 

Ken saw what she meant. His master did look faint. "I said that I love him and that he matters to me. I didn't have any wrong intentions." Which was right. So he didn't want to keep laying there while this maid clashed at him with questions and demands. "My entire existence here can be considered as a trouble for the master, but he doesn't see me like that. Goodbye." He got up from bed and walked towards her and the door, the maid stepping out of the way naturally. It was just so out of place for him to speak like that. He didn't explain what he meant, he didn't elaborate on what he said and then he just said goodbye. He wasn't even looking at her anymore, he just kept going down the hall.

 

The maid closed the door of the room and went after him, "Hey, don't ignore me!" she walked beside Ken, who's pace was a bit faster than a regular speed, "I think you're problem is that you're too lifeless and weird. If you told Frederick that you love him in such a voice, of course he wouldn't feel right. It's so wrong."

 

"How is it wrong. Its how I speak. Are you suggesting I stop speaking then?" He said stopping his motions and looking down at the smaller woman.

 

She shook her head and tried her best to keep eye contact, "No. I'm just saying that you should start realizing that you don't need to talk like a robot or a giant doll. And you can't just say things like that out of the blue. You're coming on too strong... poor Frederick..."

 

He blinked and looked ahead once again, walking once more, "Master Frederick has requested me. Leave me to do what he wants of me." Coming on too strong? What did that even mean? Saying that you love someone and treasure their existence wasn't coming on strong... unless if it was. Was it? Ken knew the way he spoke wasn't very normal, but that's just how he was. And all he was doing was saying how he felt. He would have thought that would make Frederick happy. He wanted for the both of them to be happy together.

 

With his wrongs kind of being said to him for once, he thought about it and tried to understand what she was trying to tell him to do. It just didn't make sense to him right now. Taking a deep breath out, Ken continued off, leaving the maid behind. He was going to be with Frederick once again.

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Frederick smiled softly after the maid, rubbing his arm slightly. "Thank you." He muttered softly, feeling as if the woman was staring right through him. He opened up to his servants a lot, it was no wonder they could see how he was feeling without a lot of effort. He was just thankful she didn't ask him about it. The letter went unnoticed by the blond as he turned around and entered the bathroom. Thankfully, the short chat with the maid helped him collect himself a little bit. Staring into the mirror, he breathed out slowly and undressed completely before stepping into the shower.

 

He turned on the water, exhaling once more as the warmth surrounded him whole. He couldn't stand cold showers, just as much as he couldn't stand cold temperatures in general. He stood still, feeling the water run through his hair, down his chest and onto the floor. He still didn't know what to do. Frederick reached out for the sponge and began washing away the dirt, the horrid feeling on his skin. All the while, he was trying to think of how to deal with this situation. He'd never had to do anything of the sort, he felt confused.

 

He came to the conclusion that he would have to try to spend as little time alone with Ken as possible. It simply wasn't safe, for both of them. Ken had to learn that his feelings weren't really natural, that emotions like that took time to bloom. He had to learn that Frederick didn't feel good when talked to that way. And, perhaps, he himself had to learn how to deal with Ken and his rather twisted view of the world. Of course, it was due to his terrible past, but it had to be changed one way or another.

 

The blond stepped out of the shower, dried off, leaving his hair barely damp as he hated blow-drying it, then went off to the bedroom to dress up in simple sweatpants and a loose hoodie. After that, he slowly stepped into the living room, feeling guilt crawl up into his heart. Seeing Ken, he nearly froze up, but instead forced himself to offer a small, warm smile. "Hey, sorry for running off like that." He apologized, walking up to the man. Thank god he didn't cry, he couldn't stand the way he looked after that. "You... I think you don't fully understand what your actions end up doing." He said, gently placing a hand on the other's shoulder, looking up into his deep green eyes. "I'd prefer you not say you love me, or treasure me... I haven't gotten to know you yet, and neither have you. I want you to wait until you say anything like that again." He smiled slightly, placing his other hand on his cheek, stroking the skin with his thumb. He could fall in love with this man, he definitely could... But not if it was forced on him. No, that would only result in him running away further and further away until he was entirely out of reach.

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Ken tried not to change his face, but Frederick touching his cheek sweetly in such a way caused him to noticeably gulp and he knew that it wasn't the smoothest thing to do. "Okay. How long should I wait?" he looked to the left and to the right as if looking for the answer himself, "Or... No, I'll take a guess. A long time, correct? I'd want to know so I refrain from saying it during sex. I wouldn't want you running away again if we were in the middle of that." If his tone only had changed a little bit, what he said could have been taken as a joke, but it didn't because this was Ken and he was also serious. He was serious about everything besides what he was doing to poor Frederick. To make sure his master didn't run away or anything of the sort again, he told himself that he wouldn't say I love you and he wouldn't call him master either. That should be good enough.

 

Hm... But the maid said something about his voice too. "Because wouldn't that be weird?" He said, attempting to have more personality in his tone. Except it came out in a way that made him sound like it was forced out. Kind of like how one would slap the backside of a ketchup bottle to get what they wanted out. His words were just that and he didn't like it. It made him sound dumb in his eyes. If things like this were supposed to come naturally, Ken missed his stop several years ago. His voice was almost certainly, permanently stuck being bland other than when he was turned on or when he was moaning.

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Frederick managed a smile, even though from Ken's tone of voice it didn't seem like he was joking. However, if he thought of it as a joke, the situation was a bit lighter, easier to handle. "You're right. I think you'll know when you can feel free to say it again." He muttered softly, gently stroking his cheek, to calm himself, and Ken, down a bit. He froze up a bit, though, when the other attempted to say something in a different... In a fake voice. Frederick frowned a bit, moving his other hand up as well to cup both of his cheeks, holding them rather firmly. "This was weird." He said, shaking his head as he pulled his hands away slowly, letting them hang at his sides.

 

"Don't force yourself to be... I don't know, more emotional? I already said it, feelings have to come naturally. If they don't, then so be it. If they do, they'll flow out easily, and you won't have to force them out. And... Neither will I." Frederick smiled a tad more warmly, standing on his tip-toes to plant a soft kiss on the other's lips. "Now, what do you think about a movie? Let's not dwell on the negative things for too long." Frederick urged, reaching up to gently ruffle up his servant's hair in a playful manner. Whenever he could, the man focused on the good things in life, rather than the bad ones. Sure, there were tons of horrible things in his life, as well, but he figured that as long as he kept a positive outlook on life, it would be a little bit better.

[Coffee-Tastic]

He didn't expect Frederick to like his attempt at being a bit normal either. The only natural things that came to him were knowing how to be mannorful and mindful to people in charge. He supposed it was just weird to try new things after having a certain frame to be in all his life. Like wanting to show Fredrick how much he felt for him. That was definelty out of he box for him... He felt his heart beating faster with him close, with him touching his face and getting a kiss. Ken had to put effort into not letting his face flush another color. Adoration. Could be admiration. Adoration could be actual love. There were too many terms between loving someone and not, he couldn't grasp around it. But. For the sake of his master, he felt like it might be necessary to hold back for a little bit. Ken should start to enjoy the things that were available to him and think deeply about things another time.

 

Ken looked down with a calm look in his eyes at the ruffle of his dark hair, then his gaze back to Frederick, "Yes... A movie with Frederick sounds nice," he still was tired, but there was no way he was going to say no and ask to go back to the guest room he found on the other side of the structure alone. It would be more normal to fall asleep right next to the blond if it was during a movie too, wasn't it? It was more casual than how he did it before Frederick fled from the room. Ken told himself he wouldn't say anything too weird either... But then again, his defenition of 'not weird' was different from Frederick's. He'd do his best though. "What things do you watch?"

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Frederick was incredibly relieved to hear Ken's response. He would've hated for their relationship to be doomed because of a few... Misunderstandings. He smiled warmly, happiness obvious on his face as he tugged the other down onto the couch, snuggling up close to get comfortable. Physical closeness and touches in general weren't a big deal for him at all, after all.

 

As he took the remote into his hand, Frederick leaned his hair back carefully, well aware of his damp hair. Before doing anything, he brought a blanket over them, craving for the perfect moment. Besides, Ken looked fairly sleepy, and this should be comfortable if he was to fall asleep. "Well... We could watch something of fantasy, those are usually pretty interesting." He suggested, glancing at Ken with a soft smile on his face. The man was definitely up to some sort of a marathon, but perhaps that could wait a bit longer. "I'm assuming you haven't watched a movie before... Or am I wrong?" He asked hopefully. Honestly, he wished Ken had gotten to experience most of the little pleasures in life. It wouldn't be fair if he'd had everything taken away.

[Coffee-Tastic]

He couldn't believe how soft the couch was, it was just as comfy as the guest bed, only beating it by having his master there with him. The blanket laid over them kept him enclosed and he was sure that he wasn't going to get out of this unless he was requested to do something or if the place was on fire. Comfort and coziness was a rare commodity to Ken, it being enough to push away his desires of loving Frederick and wanting that love reciprocated. With the blond's soft smile, his dark eyes grew content, "I have watched some. One of my masters had his children visit over the weekend. When they watched their own things, I would watch sometimes." Those movies were put on for the kids for their dad to take one of his slaves into his room and not be bothered, so when it wasn't him, he liked to stand in the background and watch them stare at the screen. The kinds of things he got from the movies were one: Aurora was his favorite princess because he wished he was allowed to sleep forever. Two: fairy tales were called fairy tales because they were only meant to be in stories. They didn't happen in real life.

 

"Fantasy is interesting," he said, agreeing to his previous statement, "You should put on one of your favorites. I want to see what things you like." Ken really wanted to ask if this qualified as getting to know him better, by knowing what movies he liked, or not, but if he asked, it might sound like he was still trying to force out things from him. He left his sentence at that and sunk himself deeper into the softness of the couch.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Frederick sighed in relief as Ken told him he had indeed seen movies before. "Ah, I have to admit, I really like the children movies as well. Today's just not the mood for them." He chuckled, not getting into the reasoning for the dad putting on movies for his children. Honestly, he tried to think about the life Ken led before as little as possible. As the man agreed with watching something fantasy, the blond smiled gleefully, turning on the enormous TV to begin scrolling through the endless possibilities. He kind of felt like re-watching Star Wars. While the movies were old, he still enjoyed them a lot.

 

"I've liked these since I was a kid. They're really old, but I still enjoy them." Frederick smiled, putting the remote away to lean against Ken. He was quick to get into the movie, his hair drying along the way. He was beginning to enjoy being like this, even if what happened before would seem to have changed his opinion. No, the blond was a bit too naive for that. He always tried to see the good, sometimes ignoring the bad for too long to actually change it when it became too much. He wanted to think of the world as this perfection, where nothing bad could happen and everyone was good. Even the life of the rich didn't show him the horrid corruption there was.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Ken couldn't say he was familiar with this movie, nor had he thought movies bothered to make people read in them. The first thing he had to do was look at a screen of the stars and watch yellow words go by. Frederick gave him a short summary to compensate, but a movie that made him read didn't make it have a nice first impression. Though as the movie progressed, he was getting more interested. Alien people. Weird looking people. Normal people... It was a completely different world and it looked so real to him. This was so much different from watching animated cartoons.

 

He really was interested in the movie, but when things got a bit slow, the younger man was starting to feel sleep pressure him into shutting his eyes. Ken kept trying to stay awake, but he just couldn't. His head started to fall and it ended up by Fredericks shoulder, but this time he was actually asleep and not trying to guilt him. Him sleeping gave his face more to it, more humanity than he had when he was awake. His eyebrows were relaxed, his lips that normally remainder a straight line were softer, opening just a tiny bit. And he snored.

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Frederick had actually forgotten about the text at the start. He genuinely cringed when he saw it, making sure to explain to Ken thoroughly what was said. Still, it was just one thing. He still loved it, although the special effects were rather shitty. They got better, of course, but they made him laugh quietly as well. What really threw him off was sudden snoring. Who?... Ken? Looking at his shoulder where the other had leaned his head on, Frederick could barely stop himself from laughing. He was so cute, even if he snored.

 

Gently, carefully so he wouldn't wake him, Frederick lifted Ken's head from his shoulder to his lap, gently massaging his scalp while running his fingers through his hair to keep him asleep. He liked this. The blond continued going through the movies, making sure Ken was covered up nicely and the volume was turned down a little bit. He really looked peaceful when he slept so soundly. It made him wonder how the man would've grown up to be if he'd had a normal life, rather than the hell he suffered through now.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Having his hair touched while he slept, having the warm blanket on him and the movie volume lower, Ken was driven even more into sleep. He was a light dreamer, but only because he constantly felt uncomfortable. His other masters would expect him to wake up on their command, getting him to do some chores, have sex with him, or do chores and then have sex while he was doing them. He couldn't say he felt very good in the uniforms he was put in while doing them... But none of that was the case anymore. Ken knew that being asleep here, it was calm. It was safe.

 

When one of he movies finished, the maid bit her thumb seeing Ken sleeping soundly there and Fredrick being relaxed with him. She really didn't want to spoil their comfort. Not when the both of them were kind of shaky before... But she looked at the letter herself and it shouldn't be stalled anymore. Rose, her name, came foreword and gave the blond man a touch on his shoulder, her voice soft as it always was, especially with Ken still sleeping, "Frederick, I'm sorry to disturb you, your father had sent you an invitation to lunch tomorrow." She took out the paper with the details. It had the date, the time, and a small mention of bringing his new gift with him to show off to family friends.

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Frederick was half-asleep himself, all warm and cuddled up, so when the maid came he didn't react instantly. His gaze moved lazily to the girl, a small smile blooming on his face. He nodded slightly as he took the letter, his mood dropping a little bit. "Thank you. You can go now, Rose." He murmured softly, gently patting Ken's hair as he read through the letter in his hand. It seemed like tomorrow would be hell for both him and Ken. He was a good actor when needed, but he wasn't too sure his "pet" would trust him all that much after the lunch was over. Frederick could seem ruthless, harsh and merciless, just as his father wanted him to be in real life.

 

"Ken... Ken, wake up." He spoke softly, gently trying to wake the other up. He had to tell him about tomorrow's plans. Of course, today he would make sure everything was perfect and nice for Ken, as if to make up for what would inevitably happen later on. "My father invited us both for lunch tomorrow. I'll try to keep you from harm as much as possible, but I can't promise anything... I'm really sorry about this." He apologized softly, leaning down to press a soft kiss to the side of his lips. "I'll probably seem different. I promise that'll only be because of my father. You'll just have to bear with me, okay?" He smiled softly, gently running a hand over his dark hair. Perhaps he should have it cut a bit, or perhaps shave out the sides...

[Coffee-Tastic]

Ken's eyes could barely be considered with him just waking up, still feeling heavy with slumber. Waking up to hear this kind of news didn't make him want to get up either. Ken closed his eyes again and stayed put, only feeling better with the kiss, which managed to make him open his green eyes to look up, only to yawn and make his eyes a bit teary, "Yes... I understand," he started to sit up, rubbing his eyes with his arm, "It's only lunch. I'll be able to handle it."

 

Deciding to return the kiss, he gave him a kiss on his jawline, safely keeping a respectable distance from his lips. "I understand that it's just for show. You're not the same as others." After getting some good rest, his voice was a lot softer and it wasn't that bland. All felt right in a way. Sure, tomorrow he'd have to be treated bad again, but he's been living his life like that. If anything, he still wasn't used to being treated humanely. "I'll be fine."

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Frederick smiled softly at the other, finding the way he talked and looked to be quite endearing. It was cute, at the very least. "Thanks, for understanding." He replied, gently stroking his cheek. "Sorry to wake you, too. Did you sleep well?" He asked, a little bit surprised by how Ken's voice sounded. It seemed to have a bit more life in it... That was a relief. It showed that Ken leading a normal life was still possible in the future. A fulfilling life. With other people, other places, maybe even education or jobs in it as well... And, well, Frederick hoped he would stay in his life as well. He wanted to take care of Ken. It wasn't fair how ones had to suffer lives like this while others bashed in glory and riches.

 

"I assume you know how to act when in the presence of such people... I think my father will like to see you with a leash, I hope you don't mind. I'll put it on rather loosely, though, so it isn't too uncomfortable. I'll have someone sew you clothes to go out, as well... Although people may ask you to be naked." Frederick seemed to be getting a bit uncomfortable himself, talking of such things. He sighed, leaning closer to his servant, placing his head on the broad shoulder. "I hate it when I have to treat people like this. It's even worse when he comes here, to check up on me and the servants... Everyone here are people. He doesn't seem to get that." He muttered quietly, his hands clenched into fists. He would've told his father what he thought a long time ago, had it not been for the money he got from the man. It really was a shame.

[Coffee-Tastic]

"People who have a lot of money, Frederick, are already put above everyone else. Some of them just feel the need to make it more blatant than it already is," Ken muttered, still tired, but he should at least give a response of his own input. His current master, for example, had all of the money, but he didn't feel like it was necessary to degrade the people around him like servants. His father was just he opposite. Just being around him at the start, he knew he was a man who though he was a king, just like all his other owners. It was a wonder how Frederick didn't end up like that.

 

Ken noticed the older man's fists, a small breath leaving his lips as he reached for one, attempting to break it apart. If he noticed his anger, he wouldn't have said the first thing because it seemed like Frederick liked to not think about how many bad people there are in the kind of life he lives in. "At least you don't live with him any longer. You don't need to be upset over this. Lunch is just lunch. It will be over quickly, then you won't have to fake it anymore." He couldn't expect living here to be completely perfect. If it meant having to put a show on every once in a while, he was more than okay with it.

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Frederick looked down at his hand in surprise when it was touched, only then realizing they'd been curled into fists. The man let out a quiet sigh and slowly relaxed his hand, instead taking Ken's into his own. "How come you ended up the one consoling me?" He chuckled, turning his head to press a soft kiss to his lips. Kissing always helped him relax... Then again, so did sex. "I'll make it up to you, though." He promised, a rather mischievous grin spreading across his face as he let go of his hand, placing his own on Ken's groin.

 

"I could make it up to you a little right now." He suggested, licking his lips. Slowly beginning to palm and massage his cock through his pants, Frederick's eyes hooded over a little. He was willing to do whatever to get rid of the heavy atmosphere, and what could be a better way than sucking him off? He hadn't shown this skill to Ken yet either, so it really seemed like the perfect idea. He slid down off the couch, getting on his knees between Ken's legs, his gaze holding a bit of lust, but more the teasing, playful kind. He moved closer, purposely taking his time as he grabbed the other's zipper with his teeth and slowly undid it, never breaking eye contact. He wanted to have a little bit of fun now, instead of thinking about his father and what waited for them tomorrow.

[Coffee-Tastic]

Kens heart was always beating a bit faster than normal when he was around Frederick. That's what being next to someone you really liked did to you, but being here on the couch with him in comfort, he noticed how he was exceptionally more at ease. To think that his master had the power to change that with just a certain smile... He could rule the world with his incredible power, he thought. He didn't feel like it was necessary to even be thanked for trying to ease him down at first. At first that is. If this was Frederick's way of making things up, he wanted all of it for himself. Just having the blond touch him there made his heart rate spike up through the roof, starting to get hard almost instantaneously as it felt.

 

His eyes followed him stalk off the couch and in his legs, not daring to blink and miss a second of those blue eyes looking at him like that. Ken wasn't one for wanting attention by his masters, but right now he didn't want Frederick to look away, not even for a second. Even his blinking was sexy. He was in such trouble... What an incredible way of ignoring your problems. He could totally get on board with this. "A little? Is that what you said?" He asked, getting chills from watching the older man lower his zipper with his perfect, white teeth.

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Frederick laughed, pressing an open-mouth kiss to the other's groin. "Just a little bit. If you want, I'll do more later... In the bedroom, where it's comfortable." He winked, continuing to use his teeth to free Ken's cock from the confines of his pants and underwear. Seeing it, the man couldn't help but lick his lips, and rather hungrily at that. He moved his lips close, letting them make contact with the very tip before slowly trailing down to the base. There his tongue peeked out, generously coating everything in saliva - everything from his balls to the head of his penis.

 

"Mm... You taste so good~..." Frederick winked before placing his lips around the tip. Looking into Ken's eyes, the man suckled on it like a lollipop and just... Swallowed it whole. Barely any effort seemed to be necessary as the length slid down his throat. He was skilled, or simplly had no gag reflex. Frederick always adored seeing the reactions after showing this. Moving his gaze up, he wiggled his tongue slightly, then began bobbing his head, never quite going all the way up - only to about half of the length, so the other half was always in his mouth. The only sign of mild discomfort were small tears in the corners of his eyes, but the blond didn't seem too bothered. The opposite, actually. He seemed to really enjoy what he was doing, especially if it made Ken feel good as well.

[Coffee-Tastic]

You taste so good~ Ken gulped and the shiver than ran down his back made his hands reflex to hold the edges of the sofa. He couldn't believe that Frederick made it possible to feel like was ruining some kind of innocence in him. That was extremely impressive considering he's been a sex slave all of his life. The look in his master's eyes were making him feel just as high as him using his mouth on him, the kind of eyes he saw were ones that were completely focused on him and him alone. Ken breathed out a moan, his stale colored cheeks getting color in them.

 

Not even he carried the crazy ability to swallow something his size without a reflex. Well, he did have a reflex, so that made Frederick have a lot more credit for his skills right off the bat. His mouth melted him like chocolate, watching him work on his hard on was taking his heart rate to the moon. He panted and leaned closer to him noticing the tears in his eyes, wondering for a millisecond if it was uncalled for to try and taste the small tears. Maybe. Probably? Instead of doing that, he hesitantly put a hand on the blond's hair, unsure of himself if he was allowed to do that. Ken just wanted to feel his hair again, that's all. The dark haired brunet, ran his hands through his hair carefully, being gentle. He didn't want to interrupt him or do anything rough just in case it bothered Frederick. It was really hard not to grab his beautiful hair or force himself deeper into his mouth though, but the older man might appreciate if he didn't He was doing a great job already after all, "Ha... F-Frederick. You're really good at that...," his voice was shaking with pleasure, "I do not think I want to know how that is... aah..."

 

The last thing he wanted was him to climax when they just started, and he wouldn't, but he was just thinking how he found this incredibly hot and he didn't know how that would effect him the longer he looked at Frederick. Ken could clearly feel how he was getting hotter and hotter.

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The breathy moan that came from Ken's mouth was the best reward Frederick could've gotten. It was both amusing and breathtaking to watch his cheeks redden, to hear his breathing become heavier, to see his eyes hooding over, all because of a blowjob that was merely starting. Frederick would've purred for sure if he was a cat when he felt a hand in his hair. He hummed softly around the other's cock, sending vibrations over the length before slowly moving down, his lips around the very base of his cock. He stayed like this for a while, swallowing around the length in his throat, his muscles clenching around the whole width for a few moments.

 

He pulled up to the tip again, letting go of it with an erotic 'pop'. "It's a talent." He chuckled and winked before licking his lips to get rid of the strings of saliva still connecting Ken's cock to his mouth. He moved to his balls, gently suckling on them, giving both equal attention before slowly, teasingly licking up from the base to the head with the flat of his tongue. He was being playful, but at the same time he was teasing, as if he wanted Ken to not be able to cum just yet. He didn't mind cum in his mouth, of course, but it was a lot of fun to see his reactions to everything he did... Still, he wasn't that bad. With the same teasing expression still on his face, Frederick soon went back to sucking on him properly, increasing the pace of his bobs bit by bit as time went on. He'd begun hollowing his cheeks for more friction, his tongue pressed flat against Ken's cock, the tip of it hitting the back of his throat by accident from time to time. He didn't mind it too much, though. It was worth it.

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(Took long to reply, there's no excuse, but still I'm sorry!)

 

To say that he was "looking down at Frederick" seemed too wrong here. Ken never would look down at his master, it didn't even feel right for him to think that he was doing that in the literal sense. He was watching the blond perform a special show for him, just for him, him alone... Right now that is. Did Frederick ever do this with anyone else? He didn't want that to be the case, but it was highly unlikely his master was this talented with his mouth ever since he was born. It was impossible for him to like so good and KNOW he looked good doing it if he didn't have someone else before him. Frederick was attractive. Rich. Kind... Of course there was someone else before him, just a slave that had that title taken away only so very recently. That didn't feel right with him. There was nothing Ken could do about the past, but it made him slightly... Jealous...

 

Gentle intentions got slightly rougher with the seed of jealously, Ken's hand grabbed his hair as opposed to running his fingers through them like with the fur of a cat, moaning heavier, "Aah... Aah..." Still. He was very good, "Hhya so g... Good. Aah~ Frederick. Fr...ederick..." He could feel the back of his throat, and for him it reminded him of feeling the sensitive bundle of nerves he felt inside of his master when he rid him and when he fucked him brutally, manually in own bed too. His moans were so sweet to him, his hot insides too... Ken closed his eyes imagining it a little, unable to keep his hips still, wanting more friction for himself and his desires. He gulped and let his moans freely out of his mouth, "Am... I allowed to come, mast... F-Frederick, can I come? I can't... It's so good..."

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

((It's fine, there has to be a certain mood for writing ^^))

 

Frederick's movements faltered for a few moments when his hair was gripped, but the man was quick to return the roughness by lightly scrapping his teeth against the sensitive surface. He groaned softly, feeling Ken move his hips, sometimes hitting his throat in a worse way. However, he continued even so, his only aim being to please the other man. The praises were enough of an award for him, either way. He gladly bobbed his head harder, his fingers moving to play and tease Ken's balls, gently tugging on them.

 

At the question, Frederick pulled back with an erotic pop, licking his lips. "Gimme all you've got." He grinned with a wink before going back down at full force. He continued sucking the other off until his mouth was filled with slimy cum, most of which he swallowed, but some still managed to spill out. As he pulled away, thick string of cum hanging from his lips, he looked up, licking his lips once more, a playful yet lusty gaze showing in his eyes. "Was this enough for a thanks or should we continue?" He asked, slowly tracing his finger up Ken's cock only to stick the finger into his mouth, greedily sucking off the cum there, nearly as if it was a candy.

[Coffee-Tastic]

( yeah ty >///

 

Ken let go of Frederick's hair after he came, sighing with a satisfied glee that he didn't intend to make. His face was slightly pink, opening his eyes when his master once again looking more sexy than anyone he's ever seen before in his life. He gulped, opening his mouth like a speechless fish until his lips closed again, nodding was all he could do, afraid that his voice might not be a sound that he desired too much to come out of him. With a deep breath, then he trusted his voice again, "You are not giving me much of a choice when you look like that, Frederick..." he looked at his master's golden hair again and stroked his head gently, "I can't bare to not accept," especially because it wasn't him that serviced his master, "I can give you 'all I've got' a second time for you, my... Frederick." He was about to say master again by mistake, but then it came out sounding as if he was saying Frederick was his. He wasn't sure if that was okay and he looked to the side, his dark eyes faltering as far away from the blond as his eyes could go.

 

Why was Frederick doing this for him again? Ken actually had to try and think about that for a moment because he was quite distracted just now. That's right, they were going to have lunch with his father and play Master and Slave with him again and this was his master's way of apologizing in advance. Making it up to him as it was put. He wasn't sure if it was just him being generous, genuinely sorry for what he'd have to do, or if he was using it as an excuse to play more. Each one was fine by him. In each of those, he still appreciated what he was doing. All of it. From his words, to, yes, his tongue too. "I just mean okay. That is all."

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Frederick marveled at the sight that opened in front of him when he was done with the blowjob. He was quick to come to appreciate each time more emotion showed on Ken's face. Right now... Right now he had such an expression, Frederick wanted to frame it and hang it on the wall to remember forever. Guess he'd just have to repeat this a few more times to get the same result. He didn't mind it at all. The blond leaned into the touch almost like a cat, his eyes hooding over at the words he heard. "Your Frederick? My... You better earn the right to say it. I'm not just anyone's." He winked, standing up slowly. He pulled Ken up as well, tightly gripping the base of his cock.

 

"Now, Ken... Let's go to the bedroom, and there you can show me what an 'all out' would be the second time." He purred, continuing to hold onto his cock, almost like it was a leash as he led him to the bedroom. He liked taking charge sometimes during sex... That didn't mean he was any less of a bottom, though. Licking his lips, he opened the door, quickly stripping off his clothes. "Do what you want with me. Take me once, twice, on the bed or over the table, with toys or without. It's entirely up to you." Frederick was incredibly curious to see what Ken would decide on. He himself was a big fan of unusual places to have sex, honestly. Over the desk, a counter, against the wall, on the stairs, in the bath - anywhere was better than the plain old bed. Of course, when comfort was required, it was unchangeable... Or when there was heavier toy-play. Especially if he was tied up. Then, surely, the bed was the best option.