The Villain Duke's Butler Served Him Too Well novel · Chapter 2 of 24
Chapter 2: Midnight
Leander has his butler kneel and take him in his mouth, and notices that Corwin does what he means, not what he says; at dawn the uncle's coach is at the gate.
Corwin took the tip of his left glove in his teeth.
It was fine white cotton, starched, and it tasted of lavender water.
He drew it off finger by finger, slowly, while Leander watched his mouth.
He dropped it on the rug and took the right one the same way.
Leander's breath was a little uneven.
He was trying to hide it by sitting up straighter.
"Now the tailcoat," Leander said.
"Fold it.
"Put it on the chair."
Corwin folded it.
The old Corwin's eight years of training were in his hands, and two years of his own habits had polished them.
He laid the coat on the chair.
"Waistcoat.
"Shirt."
He undid the buttons without hurrying, because Leander didn't want him to hurry.
He could tell from the way the duke's fingers pressed white against the chair arm.
When the shirt came off, Leander's eyes went straight to Corwin's left hip.
"The scar," Leander said.
"Show me."
Corwin turned a little.
A pale crescent ran along the hipbone, an old burn.
"You were eleven," Leander said, "and you grabbed a kettle off the kitchen fire for a girl who'd tipped it.
"It healed badly."
Corwin stared at him.
"I never told anyone that, my lord."
"The housekeeper did," Leander said, much too fast.
"Come here."
Corwin didn't believe the housekeeper.
He decided he would think about it tomorrow, which was now today.
He walked the two steps across the rug, and Leander opened his legs and looked up at him.
The duke was still in evening clothes, a black coat with silver buttons, and a flush had climbed his throat above the white collar.
"Kneel," Leander said.
Corwin knelt between his knees.
His heart was going.
He had been in love with this man for two years.
Before that he had loved him for a year on a train, reading about a boy nobody was ever kind to.
Now Leander was twenty-one and real and an arm's length away, and he was telling Corwin what to do.
"Undo me," Leander said.
Corwin's hands weren't quite steady on the silver buttons.
Leander lifted his hips so Corwin could get his trousers open, and when Corwin did, he was already hard.
He was long and flushed, curved up against his belly, and so wet at the tip that it shone in the firelight.
He saw Corwin looking and his chin went up.
"Well?"
"My lord is very beautiful," Corwin said.
"Don't talk.
"Use your mouth."
Corwin wrapped his fingers around the base of him, and Leander made a sound he hadn't meant to make.
Corwin leaned in and took the head between his lips.
Leander tasted of salt and clean skin.
His thigh jumped under Corwin's other hand.
"Deeper."
Corwin took him deeper, slow, his tongue flat underneath, and let his throat open as Leander slid in.
"Faster," Leander said, and the word cracked.
Everything in his voice said he wanted it faster.
Everything in his body said he couldn't survive it.
Corwin had watched that back for two years from three steps behind.
He knew how Leander held his shoulders when he was close to the end of his strength.
"Yes, my lord," Corwin said against him, and he went slower.
He pulled back until only the head was in his mouth and sucked, hollowing his cheeks.
His thumb dragged along the underside in a long slow stroke.
Leander's head fell back against the chair.
"I said faster."
Corwin looked up at him with Leander's cock in his mouth and didn't move.
Leander's eyes were glassy and furious and wide open.
"Corwin," he said.
It came out half a plea.
Corwin took him all the way down in one smooth push until his nose was against Leander's stomach.
Leander cried out.
His hand shot into Corwin's hair and closed hard, and that was what Corwin had been waiting for.
He settled into a rhythm he knew Leander couldn't hold, long and wet, with a flick of his tongue on every upstroke.
His free hand cupped Leander's balls and rolled them gently.
Leander's hips started to lift on their own.
"Don't," Leander said, "don't stop, I will have you flogged if you stop."
Corwin hummed around him.
Leander shuddered all over.
His grip in Corwin's hair went tight enough to hurt, which was perfect, and he said Corwin's name again, wrecked, and came.
It hit the back of Corwin's throat in thick hot pulses.
Corwin swallowed every drop and kept his tongue moving gently through the last of it, until Leander's hand loosened and he was only gasping.
Corwin sat back on his heels and wiped his mouth with his wrist.
Leander stared at him.
His hair had come loose over his forehead and his collar was damp.
"You were told to go faster," Leander said.
"Yes, my lord."
"And you did something else."
"I did, my lord."
"Why?"
"Because you wanted to be made to wait," Corwin said.
Leander's mouth opened.
He closed it again, and for the first time since Corwin had known him, the Duke of Dauntrey had no order ready.
"You do what I say," Leander said at last, slowly.
"No.
"You do what I mean."
"That seems to be the better service, my lord."
Leander made a short sound that might have been a laugh.
Then he put his palm flat on Corwin's head and left it there.
It was how a man steadies a dog he hasn't decided to keep.
"Stay," he said.
Corwin stayed, kneeling on the rug with his cheek against Leander's knee, until the fire went out and Leander's breathing slowed.
He must have slept, because the next thing he knew the window was grey, and somebody was knocking at the study door.
Three quick raps.
The housekeeper's voice came through the wood, strained.
"Your Grace, forgive me.
"Lord Hadrian's coach is at the gate."
The clock said ten past six.
Leander hadn't moved from the chair.
He was looking straight ahead at nothing, and Corwin saw all the colour leave his face.
"He's on time," Leander said.
"He's always on time."
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