Writer: Dying In Black

Title: Sinful Paradise

Warning: Gay Themes, Fantasy, Angst, Rape, Bishounen, And Male Pregnancy

Summary: A world where men are breeders; a Lord will find a painfully beautiful battered boy and share his love and wealth with him, only problem is even paradise can be sinful, for how can you love someone carrying someone else’s child?

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Chapter Two: Flower Petal

An eerie silence spread about the tavern as four men cloaked in black began ascending towards a rather drunk man, tired of loosing had began to wave his fat greasy arms around and screaming out “Cheaters, yah Cheat!”

“Silence old man,” whispered a young lad as he pulled the man’s waving arms down only to be faced by wild eyes and foul breath.

“I say he cheats!” he accused and pointed to the skinny man, whose face had grown cold and sheet white as he stared at the men.

“We come to bring you back,” muttered the first man in the group, obviously the leader. His tone had been harsh, and caused a ripple of gasps from the men and women in the tavern.

“I-I did my part,” cried the man “I did what he told me to do! The kid’s dead! Isn’t he Trey?!” he yelled wildly directing his stare at another man across the tavern, woman in his lap.

“A-aye, we did, dead,” he gulped loudly and directed his stare somewhere else.

“The child lives,” said the man.

“But that’s impossibly!” cried Trey as he pushed the woman off his lap who looked indignantly up at him, eyes turned to slits “He couldn’t have survived!”

“We will await your presence back at the manor, make sure not to make him wait longer than he must,” snarled the cloaked man and turned his broad back on him.

The skinny man flung himself against the man and pleaded wildly “We killed him! We killed him! Please! I don’t want to go back! He’s a monster! A monster!”

He took a deep breath and grunted as he was pushed off, dagger dug deep into his stomach as he gulped blood, his scratchy beard following the movements of a caterpillar as he struggled with the dagger lodged in his gut.

The cloaked figures walked away and before they stepped out into the eerily cold night the voice of the cloaked man drifted “We will await, your arrival.”

Trey could have bawled.

Dominic passed the hallway. Creig was still inside the foreigner’s room. They had been having dinner when screams had interrupted their supper. Maids had come screaming towards their Lords each one as frightful as the other. Their cheeks and arms surrounded by what looked like large bruising grapes.

Creig had whistled at their injuries and had followed a crazy maid up the stairs where foreign language began to spew and echoed across the manor.

After a few minutes of screaming and foreign words all sounds had seized. And so Domenic waited. Afraid to go inside with the bruises he had seen on Creig’s handsome face when he had peered from the door, bloody lip and ear.

He had informed Domenic he had everything in control and had shut the door quickly before Domenic could have asked…what on earth was happening.

Tired of doing nothing, Domenic decided to peek inside. Peeking wasn’t bad he decided, and opened the door to a slight crack, besides he had an incredible urge to see the beautiful boy again.

Creig stood in the middle of the room. His eyes were cast towards the mantle of the fireplace. The boy was nowhere in sight.

Domenic growled and pushed the door open “Honestly Creig if you’re just going to stand there and do nothing!”

“Domenic no!” cried Creig but it was already too late as an invisible force seemed to catapult itself against Domenic, his breath suddenly lost from the impact as he fell on his back and stared up at lavender eyes.

Golden hair was wrapped around the boy’s chest in ragged braids, small cleavage visible, puckered skin creating a small dimple, making it incredibly delicious and alluring. Legs pinned Domenic on the floor and he could only blush in excitement as a broken shard of glass was dangerously leveled against his throat.

“Teg yawa!” sneered the boy, chin leveled indignantly as he stared dangerously at Domenic who could only blush at the feel of boy’s thighs trapping his arms to the ground. And he remembered that Creig and he had not provided any clothing, or underwear for the boy besides a clean sheet.

“Um, hi,” he tried before the shard of glass was pressed harder “I uh, just wanted to say that I’m sorry, if I offended you in anyway.”

The boy leaned closer, hair draping both their faces and as their noses touched Domenic held his breath. Lavender eyes glared at him with a knowing look and it made Domenic fidget, “I,” and then he nearly gagged as a pink hot tongue licked the upper side of his cheek and pushed him down like an unruly child as the beautiful boy walked to the bed and jumped on it like a cat.

Crawling on it before making a small make shift and cuddling deep into the heat of it. Staring at Creig and Domenic for a little while more, parted pink lips moistened with saliva snapped “d’nes doof,” and then he closed his night lashes.

To say the least, Domenic was aroused.

“What did he say?” he asked Creig who had seem to come out of his paralyzed state and neared the sleeping creature pressing a thumb against his neck checking for a pulse “Amazing,” he muttered “No one I think can fall that fast into a deep sleep,” Domenic had to agree it had bordered more on faint.

“So what did he say?” he asked again.

“Oh, he said,” began Creig and smiled sheepishly “He’s hungry.”

Domenic could only give him a blank look.

“for all that?” he questioned “My throat was nearly slit because he…was hungry?”

“You’d be hungry too,” remarked Creig “If you were eating for two.”

“Let’s just hope he doesn’t pin me again when it comes to sleeping,” and thought it better “On second thought, let me hope.”

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Writer’s Comments: Dirty Domenic. Hope You all enjoyed Sinful Paradise!

Let me thank these reviewers who I owe great gratitude!

Satansrose: Yes I know, I still have to acknowledge that little detail there, but I’ll make sure that it seems entirely plausible. Don’t we all want to write a fic where the boy is the one giving birth? If only it were really true! Thank you for reviewing! I greatly appreciated!

Esquirella: Thank you very much fore the review. I had written that beginning for the longest time! I just decided to finally put it up. Hope this follows its mark. Thank you for reviewing again!

Lucifer’s Sonata: Guess you really did answer my question, huh? Thank you very much for reviewing makes me feel happy that a few people are at least reading my stories.

MooseDeEvita: Thank you for reviewing. Two yes’s is just what I wanted hear! Greatly appreciated the review!

Once again thank you to all reviewers, hope you like this chapter.

November 28, 2005 4:46PM