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Post by Nennius on Aug 25, 2017 18:20:50 GMT
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Valerius was right. They wouldn't win. Nennius had no delusions of grandeur or wild hopes of overthrowing Rome, he doubted Spartacus held that belief either, but if they could become one small arrow that would pierce the armor of the Roman beast, he had to try. For his parent's sake, for his brother's sake, for all the slaves subject to their master's whims sake. Nennius couldn't bring himself to look up, not even when Valerius stated that he wouldn't fight. All along he knew this had to be the answer. There was no reason for Valerius to give up what he had to join a doomed army and fight against his own people.
His thoughts had clouded so much he barely registered the last remark. In fact, it took several moments before the shock registered on his face, his bright blue eyes darting to Valerius's face. He looked serious enough, but then again that was how the man always looked. He was unreadable, forcing Nennius to put his faith in the words he spoke.
"You would remain... with me?" He spoke in disbelief before a small smile curved his lips. "Have you lost fucking mind?" It was a jest, a playful accusation. It was the first time he spoke so lightly and freely in Valerius's presence. Before his tongue was harsh and bitter, defiant and challenging. Over time it had turned into respect and obedience, but here, this was his true self shining through.
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Post by Nennius on Aug 23, 2017 4:02:27 GMT
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Nen pushed forward as much as he could when Felix dipped his head to kiss him but was quite disappointed when he was denied. He would have pouted but Felix turned him roughly and suddenly, pushing his entire body against the refrigerator door. The fierceness in which Felix pressed against him was exhilarating. He could feel the taut muscles of the older man's chest against his shoulders, his excited cock against his ass and his strong thighs planted firmly against his own. Nen was completely encompassed by the man, prickling with anticipation.
Felix's hot breath, cheeky words and the sudden loss of his pants made him turn his head, glancing over his shoulder with lusty eyes and a subtle smile. "And what would you do to anyone who dared?" Nen nudged his ass back into Felix's groin, provoking him but also attempting to keep his cock away from the cold, hard refrigerator door.
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Post by Nennius on Aug 20, 2017 22:34:37 GMT
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Nennius's blue eyes swept over Valerius now that he was nothing more than a common man. The clothes really didn't suit him. Perhaps it was just familiar recalled memories that blinded him with bias, but he believed Valerius was meant for greater things. Only when Valerius questioned his loyalty to the rebels did he look away.
He recalled the events that lead him to this moment in his life. The parents that were slaughtered by Roman soldiers. The brother that raised him in secrecy and was slaughtered for it. The wave of the praetor's hand that sent him to the arena. The cold and bleak nothingness that overtook him long enough to sink a sword into the flesh of another. After that, they took and replaced his name, replaced his language, replaced his purpose.
How could he explain all this to his former master? It was true that had he not come into such misfortune, he would have missed out on Valerius all together. All the pain and humiliation he endured had propelled him to this moment. Here before him was Felix Valerius, a wealthy and noble Roman commander, the perfect embodiment of everything he should hate and yet... He wasn't resentful of that past anymore, but he now had the chance to change the future of others torn from their families just as he was. The Roman legion was a beast, swallowing everything in it's path and although Valerius was a small part of that beast, the rest of it had to be cut down. The best chance of that lied with Spartacus.
"I am of like mind," he answered, a hint of sadness in his voice. Fate had been cruel to him since birth, it wasn't unreasonable to assume fate would once again tear him from the things he loved most.
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Post by Nennius on Aug 20, 2017 6:10:48 GMT
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And it was Felix's possessiveness that turned him into a malleable and agreeable pile of goo. The strong grip at his shirt, the low, darkened voice and the thinly veiled threats which weren't even threats at all, all of it sent shivers through his body. Desire pooled in his belly as Felix was close enough for Nen to catch his scent even over the aroma of the meal. He immediately felt out of breath and hot, his clear blue eyes focusing on Felix's lips.
He wanted to lean forward and capture them. He wanted to pull at the hem of the other man's shirt, lift it and run his palms down his well formed abdomen. Kiss his nipples. Tug at the button of his pants and grip him, stroke him. Fall on his knees and wrap his lips around him.
Taking a deep breath through his nose, Nen realized his quick daydream had more effect on him than he thought and his cock bulged uncomfortably within his jeans. For once he seemed tongue tied with no witty comebacks, just his arms snaking around Felix's shoulders and neck as Nen pushed himself even closer. Dinner might have to wait...
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Post by Nennius on Aug 20, 2017 5:31:07 GMT
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Nen smiled brightly when Felix praised him and it sent his ego straight for the clouds. Compliments were not totally unheard of coming from Felix's mouth but every time he uttered one, Nen was floating, excited that he had done something to make Felix happy or proud of him. That same feeling that lifted him up also dropped him flat on his face when the man mentioned hiring a chef.
The once brilliant smile was now a glare of death from a fierce animal with wounded pride. He knew Felix was teasing him, but Nen was quite sure that part of his job description was to fling the mud right back at his boss. The glare then rolled into a cocky shrug of the shoulders as he began clearing the table.
"Don't get your hopes up, it wasn't made for you," He humphed. Unlike Felix, Nen didn't have a good poker face and the corners of his mouth started to tilt upward despite his efforts at neutrality.
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Post by Nennius on Aug 20, 2017 4:55:57 GMT
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It had been several months since Felix separated from his wife, allowing Nen to fill the void that was left in the house. Felix provided him with everything he could need and more. Every day he was thankful for a roof over his head and food in his belly, even if it was all the result of a terrible event.
Nen checked his watch, smiling as Felix would be home soon assuming an emergency at the hospital hadn't held him up. It wasn't unusual for Nen to cook and have dinner waiting for the man, but it was rare when the meal was more than boxed mac and cheese. He'd managed to keep the kitchen in a controlled chaos, dirty pots and pans piled up in the sink while the withering remains of chopped vegetables lingered on the counter. The good news was it at least smelled good.
What exactly had prompted Nen to go the extra mile tonight, he wasn't sure, but he did like it when Felix smiled. Together they had shared each others bodies countless times. There were kisses, touches, cuddles and conversations and yet Nen wasn't actually sure where he stood with Felix. Was he just a comfortable house guest with benefits or was there something more? Of course Nen had done a piss poor job of making his intentions clear as well but the last thing he wanted was to fuck this up. He was happy here and if that meant keeping his love silent, he would do so.
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Post by Nennius on Aug 19, 2017 6:35:42 GMT
 Love Is A Battlefield
Nennius felt the easy way his blade slipped up under the Romans breastplate, plunging through the flesh and disemboweling the man in one clean stroke. He had learned long ago just how easy it was to take another's life. As long as the blade was sharp, it didn't take much effort at all. As the man fell to his eternal sleep in the mud, clear blue eyes looked up through the blood and sweat. The rebels were outnumbered and outmaneuvered, but they all fought with a passion unmatched. Their fight had a purpose.
Seemingly out of nowhere, a white horse and rider charged through a clearing and Nennius held his position, blade at hand. When the rider was close enough, Nennius called on all the strength and adrenaline he could to snatch the man by the thigh and waist, effectively throwing him from the saddle. A hard thwack to the animal's hind quarters sent it whinnying for the sidelines, as it was unfair to have such advantage. As the Roman shit fumbled to his feet, Nennius swung the pommel of his sword into an aggressive clash against his helmet.
The ex-gladiator should have been exhausted. He should have been weary and spent, yet the thrill of battle coursed through him like a live wire. This was what battle lust felt like. A grand delusion of a never ending source of strength and vitality. Nennius steadied his feet, small tweaks afforded his brace to grant him a wider range of motion and a greater sense of balance. He lifted his blade with a growl, at least until the man's face came around into view. It was like seeing a ghost, a haunted figure from a lifetime ago. The sounds of war, swords clashing, blood gushing and the cries of the dying were all drowned out by the deafening thumping of his own heart throbbing in his head. It felt as if the whole world fell away and only Valerius and himself remained, two souls on opposite edges of a vast canyon between them. If Nennius reached for him now, could Valerius take that leap from the cliff to meet him halfway?
And as if Valerius had heard his thoughts, he answered. Raising his blade and mowing down a fellow Roman on Nennius' behalf. The soldier collapsed to the ground at his feet, blood pouring from a gaping wound through the throat, Valerius's great Roman sword still piercing the tender flesh. The Roman grasped at Nennius' ankle mere moments before his soul fled for the afterlife. Nennius watched his eyes glaze over with lifelessness and turned back to Valerius, still stretched across that canyon, out of reach. "Dominus.." He misspoke, Valerius no longer held that title, that distinction. Nennius was a free man now, ultimately under the authority of nobody but himself. Old habits die hard, he supposed.
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Post by Nennius on Aug 18, 2017 6:11:31 GMT
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This had been going on for months. Nennius would train in the ludus, slowly earning the respect of his brothers and acquiring specialized skills to aid his hinderance. Some weeks he was summoned to the villa, where he'd lay with his Domina during the day and with his Dominus at night. Not a single place failed to push the limits of his mental and physical well being.
Tonight being typical, Nennius was summoned to Valerius' room where he stood with squared shoulders and a face that was looking much more defeated than when he first arrived. Lately, Valerius had been prolonging their time together, obliging his slave to stand and wait for whatever mundane tasks the man had to finish. To be honest, he prefered to be used and tossed out, at least then he'd have time to bathe and get a decent night's sleep. Valerius was now taking his dear sweet time with him, dragging out the hours until he'd once again be awake and worn out even further in Domina's bed. To think there were some who would kill to be in his place, receiving all the sex they could want. But Nennius cared little for this, sex without passion was just plain exhausting.
Sleepy lids blinked over sharp blue eyes and still he waited on his master. When the man finally looked at him and spoke, it was a typical barbed command, however the command itself was... interesting. Dark brows knit together as he processed what this would mean for him, and to his relief Valerius continued, instructing him in how he was to disobey his Domina.
This was an interesting change of events. Valerius and his wife had never had a working relationship, yet it must have gone rancid if his master was now wresting his wife's toys from her hands. His thoughts were bouncing here and there, coming and then fleeing as quickly as they came, his head so preoccupied he nearly flinched when the man stood, demanding his loyalty to him alone. Nennius's lips parted as he studied the stoney and cool exterior of his master. Whatever caused this change of heart, it was not written there for him to read. His head moved in a small nod as he spoke, "Yes, Dominus." |
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Post by Nennius on Aug 17, 2017 5:40:56 GMT
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His blue eyes averted when Valerius moved to change. Why? He wondered. Valerius was a man, the same as himself and there wasn't a thing about him, Nennius hadn't already seen. He supposed modesty still ruled some part of him.
"To be branded and then cast out. I would become fugitivus. Where the fuck would you have me go?"
In many, many ways, Nennius was a polar opposite of Valerius. Whereas Valerius kept his emotions at bay behind a stoney poker face, every little thought that crossed Nennius' mind was written plainly upon his face, in the way he moved, in the depth of crystal blue eyes. He had turned back towards his former Dominus, lips parted slightly before he cast his eyes downward. "You misunderstand. Without a mark, you will be killed. Yet, I cannot make decision for you. Endure brand and stay, reject brand and flee. Whatever your decision, I would have you live."
The idea of branding a Roman noble was just as absurd to him as it must have been to Valerius. Because of that, Nennius didn't expect him to accept and stay. It seemed as if Valerius thought him capable of marking him and giving him back for execution. Nennius had to smirk at that thought a bit. Was the man really so blind to the intentions of his heart? Of course he was, Valerius was too stubborn to read between the lines. |
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Post by Nennius on Aug 17, 2017 5:15:21 GMT
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Nennius on the other hand, had closed his eyes immediately upon his request. He was wasn't sure exactly what he was expecting. The rise of Valerius' cock was reassuring to some point, although the situation and the nearly two years of conditioning could be to blame. Without his sight, his other senses heightened and his palms could clearly feel the shifting muscles under Valerius' skin.
He had asked too much. He had expected too much. Valerius was a hard man to read. He was difficult, stubborn, hard headed, and uncompromising. He had offered his body but his heart was lost. Nennius was a fool. It had been nearly a year since Valerius had spoke of soft feelings and sent him away. In that time, Nennius had burned, but it appeared that Valerius might have snuffed his flame out.
He wouldn't open his eyes, despite the drawn out hesitation, he didn't want to see a look of disappointment, a look of incredulousness, a look of disgust. He felt Valerius closing the gap between them, felt his breath upon his face and still he was denied. His heart sunk somewhere into his gut and when Valerius eventually closed the gap, it was just as Nennius had come to expect. Lifeless. Loveless. He inwardly cursed himself for behind closed eyes he felt the water starting to well. You will NOT cry Nennius!
So even as Valerius relaxed and finally opened himself, Nennius turned his head, forcing a smile. "Debt has been repaid." With that he used Valerius' shoulders to help steady him as he stood up with every intention of sheepishly gathering his clothing and calling it a night.
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Post by Nennius on Aug 17, 2017 3:35:46 GMT
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By the time the pair had found a secluded cave, Nennius's lungs burned as he struggled to fill them with oxygen. His face and armor were covered in the rusty dried blood of Roman soldiers, dirt, and as Valerius had called it, a stench of death. Doubled over, Nennius peered through thick lashes at the Roman that saved his life.
In his mind flashed the surreal and terrible moments when Valerius sent him away, still barking commands even after admission of what was in his heart. And now, somehow the gods had strung them along to intersecting paths once more. Felix Valerius who rode up on a white horse and in the heat of battle, in what should have been their last encounter, Valerius saved his life instead of taking it.
Nennius wasn't oblivious to the fact that Valerius had yet to actually look at him. He thought it might be regret. His former Dominus took the life of a fellow Roman soldier and sealed his fate. The reality of that action had to be seeping into his very bones. Valerius wouldn't look at him because he was now the reason Valerius had lost everything. The rebel squared his shoulders, this wasn't an appropriate time for such thoughts. "Apologies. Change quickly, I can provide shelter but for only a night. Spartacus would have you inspected for your Dominus's mark, without such I cannot provide safety. Come morning you..." Nennius paused, swallowing what seemed like a pitted rock in his throat. "...shall go where you will."
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Post by Nennius on Aug 17, 2017 1:06:16 GMT
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Sleep was easier to come by these days. Nennius no longer woke in cold sweats from feverish nightmares or lay awake for hours on end. He slept soundly, peacefully even, curled up on his side like a small child. He startled awake at spoken words and the weight of.. was that a bag on the bed? Sleepy blue eyes blinked and he used his palms to wipe away the blurry dreams left behind.
He turned his head, expecting to see a house servant, calling upon him at his Dominus's wishes. He certainly didn't expect to see Valerius there himself and in the flesh. "Dominus!" Shock crossed his features and he scrambled clumsily off his pallet. However, without his brace, he attempted a one legged balancing act that sent waves of nerve pain radiating from his scarred hip straight up his back and to the base of his neck. He now kept his eyes downcast and his tongue stilled, having been tamed by an unrelenting and tenacius master.
His lips pressed into a hard line and doing his best to stay upon his feet he waited for further instructions. |
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Post by Nennius on Aug 16, 2017 6:05:23 GMT
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Everything that happened next, happened so fast there was barely enough time to register anything else beyond the pain. Hot, searing pain that radiated outward all the way to the tips of his fingers, which were curled into tight fists around the blankets of Valerius's bed. Whatever the man had said, it was so far away, Nennius couldn't make it out. There was nothing he could say in reply anyway as his breath and voice fled the moment Valerius invited himself in.
Nennius had never laid with a man before, he had no idea the power a cock could hold over someone, the damage it could do, the pain it could inflict. He felt an instant regret towards any of his past lovers he may have been too rough with.
Valerius's grip in his hair, forced his head back but compared to the stabbing burn that threatened to split him in two, the pain caused there was unfelt. As it went on, a time period unknown, Nennius' breath came in ragged intervals, every time he thought maybe it was over and he could breathe once more, Valerius thrust again, burying himself deeper and deeper and stealing away the only weapon he had at the moment, his voice.
Every muscle in his body was on edge, taut and screaming, but he would not cry. The pain may have threatened him with unconsciousness, but Nennius would never give Valerius the satisfaction of tears. The man may have thought he was breaking him, but even as the burn washed over him again and again, his determination and endurance was being fueled. He wouldn't let a crippled leg fuck his life, and he wouldn't let a simple fuck cripple his pride.
Eventually Nennius willed himself to relax, finding the agony easing up as he did so. Valerius's cock was also weeping with precum inside him, easing the burn of friction. His hands, however, were still white knuckled, twisted in the sheets, keeping him grounded in reality. This wasn't a nightmare he was going to wake up from and all he could do was endure. |
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Post by Nennius on Aug 16, 2017 2:09:18 GMT
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Nennius was parched. Sweat trickled down his brow and dripped from his chin as he took a break to fetch water. He took several large drinks before noting the man that came his way. Although they hadn't met before, Nennius recognized him by rumor and gossip. This was Spartacus's General.
"Nynniaw," he answered quickly. It was a name stripped of him years ago and yet it slipped from his mouth as if it'd been with him this whole time. It surprised him and somehow, although it was the truth, it also felt as if he were lying. "You are Agron, are you not?"
Nennius, offered the water ladell, and stepped back so that he might drink first. It dawned on him that the Nennius he was sometime ago, hot headed, ego driven, prideful, self righteous, that Nennius would look at him now with disappointment. But that would be okay. Valerius had taught him, slowly but surely that being dominated wasn't always a bad thing and it didn't have to mean the loss of oneself.
Being humble was okay too. He grinned a little to himself, clear blue eyes looking up through dark lashes to the General. |
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Post by Nennius on Aug 16, 2017 1:38:49 GMT
Call Me Dominus
Shocked would have been an understatement. Honestly this was the last thing he would ever think to have walked in on, but Valerius's words seemed to make it worthwhile. Not exactly because of what he had said, but because of the context it was being said in. Nennius had known the man long enough to know his pride would never allow him to stoop to apologies at least not by traditional means.
Valerius laid out before him in a manner Nennius had never experienced before, but more than anything, Nennius knew how difficult this must be to Roman turned Rebel. How vulnerable he must feel. It was touching to know he'd endure this and the crushing blows to his pride for Nennius' sake.
The ex-gladiator had never been keen on curbing his tongue while still a slave and now as a free man he had no intentions of relinquishing the custom. Crossing his arms and canting his head to the left he spoke. "This is how you greet your guests?" Valerius sat up quickly and looked at him which caused Nennius to smile and laugh. He was alone after all.
"If retaliation is sought, it would not be in this way." Returning to a most serious expression, Nennius nodded towards a chair in the corner. "Sit," he commanded as he loosened leather straps and belts, letting almost everything slip away to the floor. He walked with a confident air about him, even nude, for Valerius had seen it all already. There was a moment's hesitation when Nennius reached to touch his Dominus on the shoulder. Dominus... that was no longer his title was it? Nennius used his palm to keep him steady as he took his own seat in Valerius's lap, straddling the man's hips with his thighs.
Nennius tipped his head back so he'd have to look down his nose at the man in front of him, bringing both arms to settle around his neck. "Felix Valerius," He spoke in a low, soft whisper. "Vengeance shall now be paid. Kiss me." |
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