And We'll Never Be Royals

[Crix Meriet]

Crix ran his fingers over Toby's palms, his dear man's alabaster skin was marred by angry red patches of flesh rubbed raw. Pity mixed with disappointment as he pressed firm kisses onto the sore spots, His toby constantly insisted upon slaving away doing no favours for himself. His poor man worked so hard and it frustrated Crix no end. He just wanted to give his Toby the life he deserved, a life of leisure and carefree abandon. A live that most definitely didn't involve crawling on hands and knees scrubbing floors. Crix couldn't fathom why his Toby continued to slave away, Perhaps Crix wasn't giving him enough money to engage in hobbies. Or Maybe Toby just didn't get that he wasn't expected to toil away Crix would tell him again tonight right after he'd reprimanded Toby.

"These Look sore" He sighed annoyance present in his voice. He slumped back terribly disgruntled and with a sigh fell back into Toby's shoulder, why couldn't things be simple he thought to himself releasing Toby's hands into the bath water.

Then he felt his Toby's strong hands rubbing across his tense shoulders and pushed him forward slightly to rub bath salts further down. Then the rubs became firm presses massaging out the tension that had knotted up his muscles. "Oh Toby ... " Crix groaned as a particularly painful knot fell away beneath his loves soothing ministrations. He smiled to himself tipping his head back, his Toby was a devil doing such Naughty things. Then being so very , very attentive. How was Crix to keep up "You won't be getting yourself out of trouble with just one back rub ... your going to be reprimanded a touch later " he chuckled. He wasn't quite sure how he would punish Toby yet, perhaps binding Toby up and forcing his dear boy to be pampered.

The sent of peppermint flooding his senses and making him so very sleepy. As Toby's hands settled back onto his shoulders easing away the last of his tension crix sank back into Toby his head settling onto Toby's shoulder kissing gently against his T's neck. He was less cross now. He supposed Toby's obsession with toil was adorable in a way. His T was still working far too hard "You really do make yourself suffer so unnecessarily beautiful" He sighed "I'm in need of a breif nap I think but before we go for a rest I want to do something for you, Will you let me give you a head massage ?" Just because his Love had misbehaved didn't mean he hadn't earned his reward for his loyalty and devotion. His hands trailed up to squeeze Toby's knee, no doubt they were sore as well he'd put some cream on his hands as well as heat rub on his knees and feet, to hopefully banish any lingering soreness away.

[member="Toby Meriet"]

 

[Lief]

Toby knew Crix's reaction to his toiling wouldn't be favorable, and he averted his gaze as Crix admonished him. For the slave, cleaning was a simple stress reaction, and yes, he did it to stave off the boredom as well. Being left alone for long periods of time wasn't good for the psyche after all. One could only read and browse art for so long. Perhaps Toby did need some hobbies, something like horseback riding? He'd always liked horses, and they seemed to like him as well. He seemed to have a gentle touch that animals appreciated, although it might be hard to train them without verbal commands. He had to find a way to tell Crix these things without speaking. Speaking would only lead to bad things.

Supposedly, the Force helped some people communicate with one another without sound. Toby knew he had certain gifts. He just had no idea how to even make use of them. Perhaps he needed someone to show him how. But that was a matter for another day.

He could feel Crix's knots melting like hot butter in a pan. They would retire soon and take decadent naps, hopefully followed by some crazy bedroom action. When his master asked if he could give his Darlin' a head rub, Toby shook his head emphatically, and gave Crix's butt a playful squeeze. Head rubs were one of his favorite things in the galaxy.

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

Crix hated having to tell his toby off. His Toby always looked so disheartened, He believed deep down that Toby never meant to displease Crix and indeed the man went to great lengths to pamper Crix. Crix was lucky he knew and it felt a lot like he was hassling his Darlin'. However Crix wanted no needed his Toby and he was scared that if Toby kept slaving away Crix was going to lose him to an early grave. Such a thought terrified him, that was why he reprimanded Toby in the small hope that one day the message would go in and Toby would stop toiling. Hopefully Crix's now increasing Leisure time would also reduce the time Toby spent slaving as they were together more and Crix would ensure Toby did nothing even remotely arduous.

His Toby seemed to be happier now, and crix grinned as his toby assented to crix giving him a head massage and gave his but a gentle squeeze. Toby you cheeky boy you. Crix sat up easing Toby forward to shuffle in behind him ghosting his hand over Toby's shoulders teasingly drifting over to rub softly at the flesh behind toby's ears " shut your eye's and lie back sweetheart" He cooed, easing up to his Toby's temples then slowly tracing back along the sides of T's head and down to his neck. His fingers continued to rub soft circles down to the back of Toby's neck. Then gently kissed the top of his spine. Then his hands came up to the top of Toby's head rubbing into his scalp and carding his hands through Toby's hair. Crix adored Toby's hair it was teddy bear soft, Crix asserted that Toby had the best hair in the galaxy.

He continued gently massaging Toby's head and neck for several minutes before slowing until he was only lightly brushing Toby's shoulders "Let's go for a nap, they'll want us for dinner in an hour or so and I need to train Thais" He was not looking forward to it. Then he stood up and got out of the bath, easing Toby back against the side before padding over to the towel warmer, wrapping a warm fluffy towel round his waist. Before returning to help Toby up and swaddling him up in fluffy Towels. Leaving his Darling slave looking like some adorable cross between a Jawa and a child. Then he kissed his love's nose and took his hand. He could hardly wait to get into his pajamas and cuddle up with Toby.

[member="Toby Meriet"]

 

[Lief]

Laying back against his lover in the tub, the head rub felt heavenly. Toby closed his eyes and relaxed into the motions of Crix's fingers massaging his scalp and threading through his soft hair. He let his mind wander to more serene times like when he was a boy, simply tending to the stables, feeding and brushing the mounts. He'd quite like to have his own stable to tend to. Crix would probably hate it, but simple grunt work grounded Toby, and made him feel safe and secure. If only he could explain it to his lover.

Crix announced with more than a bit of annoyance that he had to soon train Thais and suggested a nap for the two lovers. Toby always loved curling up with his Crix. He wrapped him a sheet sized bath towel and leaving the clean up to the other slaves, the two men went to the bedroom. Running to the dresser before Crix could reach it, Toby immediately snatched up his owner's pajama bottoms so that he could be the one to put them on Crix. He smiled devilishly as he pulled them up over the other man's legs, knowing that he liked the intimacy of it.

Finally, Toby begrudgingly donned his silken pajama bottoms. Frankly, he'd rather sleep in the nude, but Crix liked it so he wore them. He settled down for a nap with Crix, letting the other man choose the position. As his eyelids drooped, the slave felt content, like he could lie there in Crix's arms forever.

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

Crix smiled at the serenity that had washed over himself and his lover. His T was all the more beautiful when he was extra Doe eyed after his head was rubbed. He had seen far too much of a Tense Toby recently and no doubt Toby had seen Crix tense far too much aswell. It would be better when Thais was gone permanently. In that moment though Thais wasn't even background noise in Crix's head. There was only Toby, Toby and his spectacular eyes. The eyes that Crix had fallen in love with, Toby's greatest weapon. Those eyes could make Crix do anything.

Crix left the bathroom in something of a stupor a mix between the residual warmth of the towels and the security of his Toby's hand tangled with his. The cleaning of the bathroom was someone else's problem, crix didn't even think about it. His mind barely registered the change between the cold tile of the bathroom and the plush carpet of the bedroom. It was still busy think about Toby, trying to fathom how something so beautiful could possibly exist. Crix snapped back to attention at the sudden loss of Toby's hand. His eyes flashed bewildered before he noted Toby's dash for the dresser. He couldn't help but laugh at that "You're silly T". Silly and bloody adorable. Crix sat down on the ottoman at the foot of the bed. watching Toby, the moment was practically perfect. only the light Thud of rain could have made it better. Crix adored the rain, it was his Toby embodied. It had rained the day his Toby had come back from what Crix would only briefly assume was four days of hell.

Once his Pajamas had been put on him Crix kissed the top of Toby's head. The man was so good to him, so attentive. Once Toby was Dressed to Crix took his hand again and led him to bed. Crix had Toby lie down first then Crix sat on the edge of the bed and indicated for Toby to close his eyes as he pushed up Toby's bottoms and squeezed a dollop of heat rub onto his palms, hands glistening with the cream cr set to massaging down Toby's calves humming lightly before finished his ministrations with a gentle foot rub paying special attention to Toby's toes which where no doubt tender from all the kneeling his poor boy had done.Finally Crix deposited T's feet on a pillow and rolled his pants back down then joined him laying with his ear over Toby's heart. First pulling Toby's arm around him. Then Dragging the Duvet up to cover the two men Crix gave a content noise and scrunched his toes against Toby's leg, Crix liked being warm. Finally before he could go to sleep Crix grabbed Toby's free hand. Holding onto it firmly but not harshly. He couldn't have Toby going anywhere, Crix needed him.

Sleep was not kind to Crix, sleep rarely was. Another nightmare, same story. Toby gone, angry, wounded or otherwise lost to Crix. Crix was therefore awake after only 45 minutes, out of breath and caked in sweat. He was only able to calm down when his brain finally registered the soft thud in his ear and the soft hand in his grasp. Toby hadn't gone anywhere, Crix was so relived his eyes got a bit wet. Crix hated nightmares, but could he do ... His father was the cause and he was stubbornly clinging to life. Thinking of his dad made Crix cross so he stopped, focusing instead on Toby. Easing the other mans hand off him Crix sat up to watch T sleeping. The soft rise and fall of his love's chest. That was better.

The last fifteen minutes passed quickly. Crix attempted to wake Toby gently shaking his Toby's shoulder with one hand and stroking his hair with the other "Toby Darling, Wakey wakey" He said softly "It's tea time". If the gentle approach failed then Crix would need to deploy less subtle methods of waking his sleeping beauty. Tickling ! (No it's not childish)

No doubt [member="Thais Kallisto"] would also be waking up ready to begin round two of her torment. Crix had decided him and Toby were staying in their Pj's for dinner. It would serve the dual purpose of annoying Thais and giving Crix a break from the discomfort of court attire. Damn clothes , gloriously ornate but darn uncomfortable.

[member="Toby Meriet"]

 

[Armand Temi]

Thais woke with a start, but collapsed back onto the pillows when she realized where she was, what had happened to her, and the fact that her daughter had been taken away from her a week ago. She looked down at her servant's dress. I could literally scream right now, but I barely have the energy to get out of bed, she thought. Suddenly, Miss Janine came into the room, apparently sneaking her a cup of tea to help her wake. Thais was more grateful for this small gesture than she had been for eighteen years of her life with the handmaiden. What a horrible, spoiled girl I must have been!

"Shoo, Miss Janine!" she said from her bed, feeling remotely like a Princess again. "You need to leave before Crix sees you doing this. I don't want you to share my predicament."

"Yes, Mi'Lady," Janine said, curtsying. "Dinner will be ready soon, and you will be required in the dining room."

Yawning, Thais finally sat up. The stress as of late had obliterated her appetite, but she was feeling a little peckish now. She rose up from the bed, but then remembered that she was probably required at dinner to serve, not to be serve. Her scraps would be in the kitchen with the rest of the staff. Confound it! Princess Kallisto took a huge swallow of tea and walked briskly downstairs.

She parked herself in the dining room, standing there with the other servants until Crix and his beloved Toby appeared.

[member="Crix Meriet"] [member="Toby Meriet"]

 

[Lief]

Toby felt his lover gently prod him awake for tea, and he fluttered his eyes open, turning over to face the man of his desires. A pout crossed his lips. A few minutes more of sleeping would be nice, but he was hungry too, and didnt want to disappoint Crix.

When Crix announced that they were staying in their pajamas for dinner, Toby let out a soundless laugh. What a fantastic idea. Who needs clothes when you're the Lord of Isis and his prized slave? He followed Toby into the dining room, mind buzzing with questions. How would Thais treat him now that she was no longer a noblewoman? He was technically still Crix's slave, but knew that emotionally he was so much more. Would she treat him like an equal?

She was there, standing in line with the other help. Toby rocked on his heels and waited to see what his beloved would do. His expression was one of curious amusement. He might make things a little difficult for her out of spite. Yes, he might.

Bet you wish you never tried to sell me, don't you.

[member="Thais Kallisto"] [member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

Crix frowned as Toby pouted. No doubt his poor, albeit a touch disobedient, man was exhausted after all the scrubbing his hands testified he'd done. Crix could have said he told Toby so but that felt petulant and patronising and he could never belittle his Toby. Instead crix ran his thumb over Toby's jutting lip "Aww Baby I'm sorry" His free hand trailed down Toby's chest "Once we have eaten I promise we can curl up on the couch with a blanket and watch anything you want and you can doze if you want ..." Crix smiled "Even if it's scary" Crix added with a gulp. Crix hated horror films, but he could get through if he had his Toby to cling onto, but they always made Toby happy.

Crix was pleased that his plan to stay in pj's met with Toby's approval. He stroked over Toby's hand as he pulled him up to sit and pressed one last kiss to Toby's cheek before he rose to put on his robe and wrap Toby up in his. Then he took Toby's hand and walked down to the dining room with him.

Cix was pleased to see thais in a line with all the other staff. Crix squeezed Toby's hand as he rocked on his heels. Toby rarely got a seat at the table under Thais but Thais was not in charge anymore, and Toby would hold prime position at Crix's right hand from now on. Then he continued forward passing along the line of staff "Thais, Pull out Toby's chair for him" He ordered as he passed her. Once Toby was sat Crix moved to his own seat.

Crix didn't know what the first course would be but he knew it wasn't to be humble Pie. "I trust Thais has been a dutiful Trainee" He remarked to the Gultree slave Thais so adored. And as for Toby he could be as difficult as he wished.

[member="Toby Meriet"] [member="Thais Kallisto"]

 

[Armand Temi]

Now that she was fully awake, it was a surreal experience standing in a line of servants, in her own home. Crix and Toby strolled in, not even dressed appropriately for dinner. Princess Kallisto always wore her gowns, even during breakfast or for a midnight snack. If she wanted to laze around in her pajamas, she did so in her own quarters. Not throughout the Palace where everyone could get a far too casual glimpse of her. This undermined her authority. It was not proper. And it was clear, Crix did not care for these same rituals.

She walked up and pulled out Toby's seat for him, not relishing any of this degradation. If this was what she had to look forward to in the coming days perhaps it would be better to be auctioned off, sooner than later. Especially if she could find a way to engineer the auction somehow...

"Crix, when will I be sold?" she asked quite boldly. "Can we just get on with that so I can leave the tending to you and Toby to the experts quite frankly. I don't think you should have to suffer each day with my fumbling mistakes." Crix would know she was being disingenuous. But what else could she do at this point? She had to change her situation somehow. Even if it was an even more unknown predicament she was wandering into.

[member="Crix Meriet"] [member="Toby Meriet"]

 

[Lief]

*double post*

 

[Lief]

When Thais pulled out a seat for Toby, he raised a brow with a look that said, "For me?" He took the seat, nodding at the slave, smiling benevolently. As delicious as it was to witness her suffering, Toby didn't want Thais to feel too humiliated by the whole affair. That would make him feel uncomfortable and ruin the lovely moment of tea in pajamas with Crix. And an actual seat at the actual table? That was a new treat for the slave.

The next words that tumbled from the former Princess' lips were feisty. This time both brows were raised as Toby whipped his head to look at the russet-haired slaver. His Crix could be oh-so-cruel, and he wondered if that cruelty would be sparked by her insolence. He'd always thought that Thais was a clever woman, but as she hemmed and hawed over her sorry predicament, Toby began to wonder if she was not the brightest lightsaber in the galaxy.

As he waited to see what Crix would do, he decided he would simply relish the moment of officially sharing the table with his love, the new Lord of Isis. Adoring looks came, and he even reached out a bare foot to playfully nudge Crix's ankle under the table. Since they were being so deliciously inappropriate by wearing pajamas to dinner, Toby figured he'd continue that trend.

[member="Crix Meriet"] [member="Thais Kallisto"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

Crix smiled softly at Toby's humility. His Darlin' was so unused to being treated with the respect he deserved, he was far nicer to Thais than she deserved. So careful to avoid embarrassing Thais more than he needed to. Crix was certain that Toby would eventually get used to the luxury that came from emancipation from Thais. This seat was Toby's now. "Thank you Thais" Crix smiled, Thais was being better behaved now. If she kept this up she might just survive her seven years with only minimal suffering.

The first course was served, rather symbolically, the same course that Thais had served on Crix's first night here. How things had changed since then.

Crix chuckled at Thais boldness. He turned his eyes to her smiling over his soup spoon "When I'm satisfied that your ready for slavery" He tilted his head at her next point. Her fumbling mistakes were really the only thing preventing her sale. Crix didn't want her here, she made his Toby uncomfortable and she was very poor company. "Your fumbling mistakes are rather the problem dear, I refuse to sell a 'slave' who is just going to get sent back. So I need to ensure you're not completely inept" He turned back to Toby then amused at his raised eyebrows. No doubt his T thought Crix was going to flip his lid but his new power had rather improved his patience and he had no wish to upset his dear Toby. "Once I'm sure you're ready for slavery I'll sell you ... You don't want to displease your new master they will hurt you more than I will"

Then Toby's shocked melted into admiration. Crix returned the gooey looks. Toby was so beautiful in Crix's eyes , his apollo. Then Toby began a game of footsie with Crix under the table. Crix was game for that. He smiled at Toby then nudged back at Toby's foot. "Give me two weeks Thais, I'll sell you in two weeks" That seemed reasonable, he could atleast make Thais slightly saleable in that point. Then he returned to his soup and to playing footsie. "Is it good T, my Darling?" Crix asked leaning over rubbing the top of T's hand. "Thais serve the wine" He instructed.

[member="Toby Meriet"] [member="Thais Kallisto"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

(Consolidated from a Google doc set up whilst the site was down)

[member="Thais Kallisto"]

Blast it, she apparently needed to learn this slavery business! Was he for real?!? Was there really something more to being a slave than just taking orders? Or standing there looking pretty? All of this was challenging Thais's original assumption that a slave was completely irreplaceable. But prior to her desire to have Crix teach her the ways of the galaxy when she was actually Princess, she had no desire now to be "taught" by him.
"Miss Janine can help me learn the basics. I'm beautiful and young. What more do I need to know?" she asked, refilling their wine glasses. Oh how she wanted a glass of wine for herself, but even Thais knew that was a bold move for which she'd be punished. The crimson liquid went into the glasses without a spill. That wasn't so bad, she thought. For a Princess serving wench.

"Two weeks," she repeated. "Yes, I suppose that's fair. But if you are worried about a cruel master...," she said, stopping to place the crystal decanter cork back on the wine. It was difficult to do this and talk, she had to admit. "Then perhaps we look for the right master."

Thais took her place near the wall, awaiting whatever she needed to do next. Unfortunately she wasn't going to be able to read the physical cues of when the diners were done with their food and needed more. She just didn't have enough experience yet. So she would wait for orders, hoping they would come from Miss Janine.


[member="Toby Meriet"]

Toby ate his soup and enjoyed the game of footsie with Crix. And when the wine was poured for him, and flawlessly he might add, that was really something. The slave had never enjoyed wine at the main table before. It was almost too good to be true. He took his master’s hand, squeezing it, and reverently lay kisses all along the other man’s knuckles. Crix himself was full of uncharacteristic kindness for Thais, which suited Toby just fine. If his man was happy, then he was happy. Poor Thais was struggling with her new role. Maybe Toby could help?

He gave Crix one more nudge with his toes, then put down his wine glass. How to express what he needed to? He pointed to Thais where she stood in line with the other slaves, gesturing to her. Then he pointed to himself. He wanted to help show her the ropes. He wasn’t sure if he was getting his point across, however, and it frustrated him. Her big doe eyes just blinked at him, dumbfounded. He began to gesticulate more forcefully, his irritation brewing like a storm. Finally, the slave was so vexed, he picked up his wine glass using the Force and hurled it across the room. Tiny shards tinkled to the floor as the glass broke against the wall.

He blinked furiously at his own actions, surprised at his own loss of control. Toby flashed Crix an apologetic glance and sprang up from his seat to get the electro-duster. Force of habit after all.




Crix nodded at Thais’s demand that Miss Janine, the whores ex handmaiden, show her the ropes. He nodded at that, it was a good Idea. If Janine was teaching Thais Crix could spend more time doting upon his Toby. It had been too long since they had last had a whole day with just each other. He was further impressed by Thais pouring skills, not a drop out of place and no sly words. Perhaps she’d earnt a last night off.

“Two weeks it is then” He confirmed. He wasn’t worried about Thais getting a cruel master she already hated him 7 years under a tyrant would make things worse. Just so long as they didn’t kill her crix would be unmolested by Draco Vereen.

Then it was back to Toby. His Darling boy. The man looked rather flattered to be being doted on in such away. Toby had never been allowed to sit at the table before nevermind eat or drink from It’s bounty. Crix smiled softly at Toby’s fawning. The gentle squeeze and the reverent kiss’s along his Knuckles Crix was most happy.

Then Toby nudged his foot one last time. Not reciprocating Crix’s own foot grazing over the top of the slaves. Instead Toby put his wine down and began gesturing. It was odd and crix wondered what on earth he was doing. He became concerned as the slave began to get increasingly agitated. Crix reached out to graze Toby’s arm[SIZE=14.6667px] “T?” [/SIZE]he’d began softly when a wine glass flung itself from the table shattering against the wall. Crix gasped in shock. Stone faced for a second. Not comprehending at first what had happened Then Toby had flashed him a look of remorse and he understood. He didn’t have time to speak before Toby sprang from his eat

[SIZE=14.6667px]“Toby, Kneel” [/SIZE]He ordered firmly, shouting at Toby for the first time since he’d begun loving his T. He was never usually this firm but he could see the terror in Toby’s face and Crix felt anything less firm would have been ignored by Toby. Who was either about to run and hide or about to grab something to clean up. Neither was favourable to Crix. Then anticipating compliance Crix stood up moving to crouch before Toby and took his hands. Threading their fingers together.[SIZE=14.6667px] “It’s Ok Darlin, Now stay kneeling for me till I tell you otherwise … I'm going to keep hold of your hands” [/SIZE]He cooed. Someone had to be in control[SIZE=14.6667px] “Janine take Thais to her quarters, make your first lesson is discretion but otherwise … look after her ... for tonight, the rest of you clean up you can divide what left among the staff” [/SIZE]He pulled his Toby closer to place the slave's head on Crix’s neck.[SIZE=14.6667px] “Make sure none of that glass goes uncollected”. [/SIZE]Much as he enjoyed the idea of nursing Toby he had no desire to pull glass out of his skin. The he whispered to Toby “Let’s get you back to our bedroom” He soothed, voice shaky but soft[SIZE=14.6667px] [/SIZE][SIZE=14.6667px]“You go ahead of me, If you need me to pamper you or rub out soreness lie on the bed, If you need to temporarily relinquish some of your freedom Kneel on the floor with one hand held up, hold up 1 finger for minor loss of freedom, little to no restraints and no pain, up to 5 for total loss, heavy restraints and physical punishment,” [/SIZE][SIZE=14.6667px]They’d never needed more than 3 before. He continued still shaking [/SIZE]“I’ll follow you up”

Crix needed a drink.

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