Post by Shhasow on Mar 20, 2011 8:22:24 GMT 10
Title: Trials and Tribulations of a Tortallan Spymaster (3)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 266
Pairing: Jon/Zahir
Round/Fight: 1A
Summary: Myles attempts to bring the king to his senses. It is an unmitigated failure. Rating for implied sex and (consensual) marital affairs.
“Mithros, Jon, could you at least be more discreet?”
The King glanced over his shoulder and had the decency to blush when his naked former squire was quite visible.
“Darling, why don’t you grab a robe?” he hinted.
Myles slapped his own head with an open palm. “That’s one way to announce your illicit affair to the palace, to Thayet!” he hissed through clenched teeth.
“If anyone was listening, they’d think I was talking about my wife. Besides, she already knows.”
“What!”
Jon peered both ways down the empty corridor, then motioned him in. The older man followed reluctantly into the den of depravity.
Zahir reappeared, clothed only in a blue robe and a haughty smirk.
Myles shook his head. Neither of them had any shame. “Tell me about Thayet.”
“She’s been with Buri since before Alanna brought them to Tortall. You didn’t know that?”
“There were rumors at first, but they were easily dismissed.” By me, was implied.
Jon laughed. “Perhaps I should replace my spymaster if he cannot discover a relationship for two decades running!”
“At least they are discreet,” Myles pointed out with a scowl, incredibly vexed that he had missed the the secret for so long, and that his King and Queen were apparently so licentious. Well, Jon especially. It was rather sad for Thayet, but Jon had no sympathy from him.
“We are too.” Jon flipped a dismissive hand and leaned toward his paramour. “Aren’t we?”
As king and knight decided to explore the physical aspect of their relationship, Myles fled, swearing to let the whole blasted kingdom go to hell.
QC by: greenie
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 266
Pairing: Jon/Zahir
Round/Fight: 1A
Summary: Myles attempts to bring the king to his senses. It is an unmitigated failure. Rating for implied sex and (consensual) marital affairs.
“Mithros, Jon, could you at least be more discreet?”
The King glanced over his shoulder and had the decency to blush when his naked former squire was quite visible.
“Darling, why don’t you grab a robe?” he hinted.
Myles slapped his own head with an open palm. “That’s one way to announce your illicit affair to the palace, to Thayet!” he hissed through clenched teeth.
“If anyone was listening, they’d think I was talking about my wife. Besides, she already knows.”
“What!”
Jon peered both ways down the empty corridor, then motioned him in. The older man followed reluctantly into the den of depravity.
Zahir reappeared, clothed only in a blue robe and a haughty smirk.
Myles shook his head. Neither of them had any shame. “Tell me about Thayet.”
“She’s been with Buri since before Alanna brought them to Tortall. You didn’t know that?”
“There were rumors at first, but they were easily dismissed.” By me, was implied.
Jon laughed. “Perhaps I should replace my spymaster if he cannot discover a relationship for two decades running!”
“At least they are discreet,” Myles pointed out with a scowl, incredibly vexed that he had missed the the secret for so long, and that his King and Queen were apparently so licentious. Well, Jon especially. It was rather sad for Thayet, but Jon had no sympathy from him.
“We are too.” Jon flipped a dismissive hand and leaned toward his paramour. “Aren’t we?”
As king and knight decided to explore the physical aspect of their relationship, Myles fled, swearing to let the whole blasted kingdom go to hell.
QC by: greenie