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happen?
Dane grinned.  He attempted to turn the geas on me.
 You seemed pleased by that. Dawkins raised a brow.
 I am pleased. Dane held the cup to Vanlyn s lips.  As his teacher, I am pleased
that he learned enough to make the attempt. He would have had me at any other time.
He looked down at Vanlyn.  I m sorry I allowed the spell to turn back on you so
violently, but you took me by surprise.
When the cup was empty, Dane said,  Would you prepare his bed and bring some
salve up, Dawkins?
 Right away, sir.
 Vanlyn. Dane brushed back a strand of honey-colored hair.  I m going to lift you.
It will hurt, so prepare yourself.
Vanlyn blinked twice, and Dane took that as consent. He gathered the younger man
in his arms. A strangled grunt was the only sound he made.
As much as Dane wanted to rush, he didn t want to cause Vanlyn any further pain,
and by the time he reached Vanlyn s room, Dawkins already had everything prepared.
Dane laid Vanlyn across the bed.  I m going to have to undress you, all right?
Two blinks. Dane started with his shoes and worked his way up until Vanlyn was
naked on the bed. Dane was aware of the splashes of color on Vanlyn s cheeks, and
despite their position, Dane couldn t help but admire Vanlyn s finely sculpted body.
Dawkins had left him a large jar of salve on the nightstand. Dane spoke as he broke
the seal.  Vanlyn, I m going to take care of you now so you have to trust me. Dane took
a generous glob of the salve and spread it across his palms. Starting with Vanlyn s arms,
Dane first applied the salve to his skin and began to knead at the stiff muscles with the
tips of his fingers. His other arm received the same treatment. He had to take extra care
with Vanlyn s torso. Dane felt Vanlyn s stomach muscles quiver in response as he
rubbed. His legs were next. Dane hands came achingly close to Vanlyn s cock as he
applied greater pressure. Vanlyn grunted, but Dane continued. He was gentle where he
needed and pressed with his knuckles among the more difficult areas of muscle.
The fact that Vanlyn was hard didn t go unnoticed by Dane.
 I see you re truly enjoying this. Dane smiled gently.  A pity you re in such straits.
I would love to have my way with you.
There was a slight rumbling in Vanlyn s chest that Dane recognized as a chuckle.
His skin was flushed pink, although Dane couldn t fathom why he was embarrassed.
 It s all right, you know, Dane said.  You don t have to be worried. As much as I
want to have you, I know I can t.
Dane stepped back.  I m going to turn you over now. It may hurt a bit.
Dane climbed onto the bed, straddled him and went to work on his shoulders. It was
agony being in this position with him, so Dane fought to concentrate on his task. The
muscles there were harsh twisted balls. Dane applied more pressure.  You may feel as
though you failed, but I must commend you on your effort. At such an early stage in your
teaching, you shouldn t have been able to attempt that spell. It would have worked if I
hadn t been so angry in the first place.
As Dane continued down Vanlyn s back, he said,  I m proud of you.
He didn t speak after that, continuing down Vanlyn s legs until he heard the young
prince moan in response. It was a vicious battle. Seeing that delectable ass of his, Dane
could barely resist the urge to coat his finger with salve and explore deeply. Would
Vanlyn allow it? Then he shook off those feelings. Vanlyn was in no condition to do
anything.
Dane finished his ministrations and then capped the jar again.  You should feel
better later. I ll bring you something to eat.
For a moment, he stood beside the bed, tracing the plains and valleys of Vanlyn s
body with his eyes. His skin glistened with the salve, enticing him to run his tongue over
the smooth flesh. Dane released a breath and pulled his shirt over his head. He sat on the
bed and pulled off his boots.
 I m going to lie down beside you. Dane didn t wait for a response. He stretched his
tall frame across the bed and gently draped his arm across Vanlyn s back. His hand
entwined with Vanlyn s as it lay across the pillow. To his surprise, Vanlyn s grip on his
hand tightened slightly.
 Rest, Van, Dane said.  I ll be right here.
* * * *
Vanlyn was sitting propped up against the pillows when Dane brought in a tray. It
was well after midnight, and Dane had slipped from the bed when he felt Vanlyn first
come awake. He lit lamps and instructed Vanlyn to remain. Well, at least he obeyed my
orders in a sense.
Vanlyn looked with mild interest at the food, thick ham and cheese sandwiches and
grapes plucked fresh from the vineyard. A cup of the special wine was there to slake his
thirst.
 Are you feeling better? Dane asked.
 Yes, much better. Vanlyn turned his face aside but not before he saw the man
blush.  Thank you.
 You re welcome. Dane sat down on the bedside.  I m not angry, you know.
Vanlyn opened his mouth as though to speak, then closed it.  I m never going to get
out of here. Not that it matters. I don t know what s wrong with me. Maybe Argent and
my father are right. Maybe I m just 
 That s enough! Dane said.  When are you going to realize what a good person you
are? That anything your brother and father say is meaningless? He moved the tray aside
and placed it on the floor then crawled farther her up on the bed until he was so close to
Vanlyn he could feel the young man s breath on his face.  You would make a better High
Lord than the two of them put together and do you know why? His mouth met Vanlyn s
as the prince grasped his shirt, pushing back, but Dane refused to yield. His tongue tasted
and probed, his mouth swallowed the impassioned moan that erupted from Vanlyn s
throat. Dane pulled back slightly.  Because you give a damn. One hand wrapped around
Vanlyn s wrist, pushed it against the pillow, locking it there. The other curled at the nape
of Vanlyn s neck. Dane tasted him deeply, sucked at his lower lip and traced it with his
tongue. The sound of Vanlyn s breath catching in desperation goaded him on.
Dane was finished playing the game.
He abandoned Vanlyn s mouth and licked a wet trail down his throat, lapping at his
skin, tasting the medicinal salve. Vanlyn grunted when Dane bit into the soft flesh at the
base of his throat. Dane was pleased with the mark that remained. He realized he wanted
to do more than just mark him. He wanted to brand him, possesses him. Ingrain himself
deep in Vanlyn s soul.
Dane continued to trace patterns with his tongue, stopping at the dark nipple, sinking
his teeth again, sucking roughly, smiling when Vanlyn cried out and his back arched.
Dane moved to the other side, savoring the taste of him like a fine wine.
When Dane withdrew to look at Vanlyn s face and saw the ardor there, he knew he
couldn t refuse the young man completion this time. Dane drew away for a moment to
retrieve the box that Vanlyn had left on the nightstand. Dane laid it on the bed beside
them as he resumed his place. The click of the latch caused Vanlyn s eyes to snap open.
He lifted himself slightly on his elbows and watched with a look of sheer panic.  What
are you doing?
Dane completely ignored his question as he withdrew the jar of ointment and one of
the phallic rods.
 No wait 
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