Chapter 186 - 186

Allias had found himself in a very dark and questionable side of the main village. Small alleyways and moldy walls, people walking around him with their faces hidden, no one was trying to meet his eyes. The King wore his hood just in case someone happened to recognize him and carefully scouted the area for any taverns. He had spotted a few, with bright light and people rushing in and out, some of them already drunk. He chose one facing the dead end of an alleyway, hearing the chattering of people outside it seemed like a pretty cozy place. 

The King walked inside, noticed the worn out stools and tables, the pretty girls running around with trays on their hands, filled with golden ale, laughing and chatting with the customers. Almost all of the tables were occupied and since he was alone he chose to sit on the bar, where a cute little waiter was passing the drinks and the plates of steamy food to the girls. While he wore his hood, trying to settle on the stool that seemed to have one of his legs shorter than the other the waiter stared at him suspiciously. He was a young man in his early twenties with a lean body and pitch black eyes, the same color with his hair. His skin white as snow. 

Allias decided to removed his disguise risking someone seeing him. He didn't care that much though, the tavern had an enormous fireplace that warmed up the whole main hall and it was suffocating being dressed like that. The waiter's eyes focused on him, his handsome face, his bright eyes and his muscles as he rolled the sleeves of his shirt upwards. He locked eyes with the innocent boy and smiled seductively, showing his perfect teeth, causing the boy's cheeks to turn pinkish. 

"Can I order please?" he asked him sweetly and the young elf nodded eagerly, coming in front of him. 

"Y-yes, what can I get you?" he asked, meeting his eyes for a few second and then nervously looking away. 

"Just a glass of your finest ale and maybe if it's not too much to ask…your company?" he flirted shamelessly with him and the boy flustered looked around, hoping that no one else had heard that. 

"Yes." He half whispered and Allias grinned. 

His drink arrived a lot earlier than he expected it, the waiter giving him a big glass filled to the brim, foam almost spilling out. Allias reached out for the glass making sure their hands touched. The elf flinched and the foam landed on the bar making him even more shy. 

"I-I am so sorry" he stuttered and Allias laughed, his voice low and seductive making the inexperienced boy freeze. 

"It's fine. I can still drink it." He said and brought the glass in his full lips, his eyes stuck on him. 

"Um, excuse me sir but why would you ask for my company?" the young man asked him while he played with his fingers to somehow reduce the nervousness. 

"Well, you're really pretty. That's why." He complimented him, a small gasp escaping his lips. "But if I am bothering you, it's okay. I would really like to spent some time with you though, away from this rowdy crowd." He whispered jokingly.  "What is your name?" 

"I- I am Klaus. This is my father's tavern."

"So pretty Klaus…" Allias teased him as he sat up slightly from his stool, approaching him, getting closer. "Would your father be mad if you left your post for a while? To spend some time with me?" 

"He…he isn't here so I guess it's okay." He told him and Allias smiled. 

"Then shall we?" he asked him, hopping off his stool. "You can lead the way." He told him and the boy followed him in a hurry. He called another girl, using the excuse that a customer did not feel well and he was going to take him to his room to rest. 

Klaus led him into a small wooden staircase, it led to a narrow corridor with many doors, one which the boy opened, his room. It was decorated very simply, with just a bed and a desk but Allias didn't mind as he strolled inside. He smiled at the elf, his green eyes charming him and he undid the buttons of his shirt as he sat on his bed. 

"Come here" he whispered, Klaus' eyes stuck in his muscled chest. The man obeyed and sat on his lap, Allias wrapping his arms around him before he hungrily brought him in for a kiss. The young elf moaned on his lips as he was being pushed on the bed, his shirt being ripped skillfully by the experienced king. Once he saw his body Allias stopped. "What is this?" he asked him, noticing knife scars and burn marks. 

"Those…my father…he…does it bother you?" he asked him, seeming to get conscious he covered his exposed skin with his skinny arms and Allias smiled, kissing him. 

"I don't really care." He mumbled into their kiss and he felt the man relax. This was fine. The king thought. Pleasures like these, fleeting moments of satisfaction, he needed them. No more guilt, no more burdens. He could do whatever he wanted to without thinking if it would be beneficial to the kingdom. If it was proper. He didn't have to think of no one but himself. Not even…him.

He licked his bottom lip, hovering above him and his lips traveled to his neck, where he left obvious marks, sucking on the sensitive skin. Klaus moaned loudly wrapping his legs around him, creating friction. 

"Where the heck is this slacker?" They heard a loud voice from the corridor and the door was busted open, a fat, short man entering the room. Klaus jumped up, crawling down the table and Allias rolled his eyes annoyed. "You fucking abomination!" the man screamed. 

"Father…I…please" Klaus cried while Allias wore his shirt. Perfect. He though having lost his mood. He walked passed the crying boy and headed towards the door when the rude man grabbed his arms. This was the second time he was being treated like this today. 

"How dare you touch me?" He asked him with an icy stare. 

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Please don't hate me for this. Shit happens, I like drama. I am sorry. xD

Anyways hope you enjoyed it!