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Dominions	By : kalika13 Category: +S to Z > Seimaden Views: 1424 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Seimaden, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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- 15
- 16
Title: Seimaden AU - Dominions
Author: Kalika
Summary: Tetius, a servant in Lord Marion’s palace, is ordered to wait on Lord Zadei during his visit.
Warning Codes: Yaoi, Abuse, AU, H/C, N/C, Language
Author’s Note: For the remainder of the story there will be lemons, non-con scenes, and occasional offensive language. There will also be an increase in number of original characters, as I have run out of You Higuri’s characters that fit the positions I have in mind.
Chapter Note: To be honest with you, this was not what I had at first planned for this chapter. Originally I wrote it differently, but due to a corrupted data error, I lost everything that I had written and had to start from scratch. Thankfully, it still turned out fine. Strange. But fine. Plus I find myself really starting to like my character Dern. I hadn’t planned on giving him such a large role in this story, but he really began to grow on me.
Pairings: Zadei/Tetius Various/Tetius
Disclaimer: Seimaden characters owned by You Higuri. I wrote this simply for my own entertainment.

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Chapter 15

Tetius cried out in pain as he was thrown, chest first, against the desk. His breath was forced out of him and he lay, moaning, as he tried desperately to fill his lungs with air.

He was bent over the desktop panting weakly. King Koloss was leaning heavily on his back, the weight making it difficult for Tetius to draw breath. Strong fingers curled tightly around his shoulders as a cruel voice hissed angrily in his ear.

“That was very stupid, little bird. Very stupid.” A deep breath was taken before teeth closed tightly on his shoulder. They bit down hard, and the winged man was certain that he had felt them break the skin.

Tetius could see black spots dancing in his vision as he began to lose consciousness. He would never regret what he had just done. No matter what Koloss did to him, no matter what he had to suffer. He only wished that he had been stronger.

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“Wake up, little bird.”

A cold hand was laid against Tetius’ cheek. He opened his eyes slowly to find himself staring into Lord Koloss’ own. Jerking back in fright Tetius fell off of the swing, landing in a heap on the ground. Perhaps he would do better if he slept on the floor?

Ignoring the pain the ran through his body he moved into a bow. He kept his head to the ground, feeling his body already beginning to tremble. He felt the urge to apologize, but forced it down, too frightened of further upsetting Lord Koloss.

“Do not worry, little bird. I will not punish you for that.” King Koloss’ voice was soft, and it sounded as if he were moving away. “Compose yourself and get up. I want to see you in my study.”

Tetius did as he was told, raising his head to watch as the Lord moved into one of the smaller rooms. Standing slowly, Tetius shook off the aching pain that had resulted from his fall. Moving as slowly as he dared, he followed after the Lord.

He entered the study only to find that King Koloss was already seated behind his desk. Not certain what he was expected to do, he moved forward and knelt at the side of the desk awaiting the king’s instructions.

“Come here.” The lord waved his hand in the space next to his seat. He seemed to be only paying half attention to the winged man, while he read over a scroll that was laying on his desk.

Tetius raised himself once more, and moved where he had been told. He stood perfectly still, watching as Koloss continued to look over his papers before picking up a pen and beginning to write. The winged man noticed that Koloss was using an ornate dagger as a paperweight. It was most likely that the knife was kept there to be used as a threat. He resisted the urge to wince at thought of the man’s violent nature.

“As I have already said to you, little bird. I am planning to conquer the remaining four Realms. I may require your Thrones powers to do it. Now, I need you to tell me what your powers are. Once I know, I can work them into my plans.”

Feeling slightly nervous, Tetius took a deep breath. He didn’t want to anger the man, but there was little that he could say. “I am sorry, my Lord. I have no such powers to speak of.”

He tensed, waiting for the inevitable fury, but nothing happened. He could feel Koloss’ eyes on him and resisted the urge to cover himself. A hand reached out, stroking his arm lightly and Tetius shuddered. The King was confusing him. Where was the anger? The cruelty? Where was the forceful manner and harsh words?

“Now, I know that can’t possibly be true. All of the Thrones have amazing powers. There is no way that you could not have them as well.” The hand continued to stroke up and down. “Perhaps I will need to coax those powers out of you. In the case of some Dominions, it takes a very extreme situation to awaken those powers. It is possible that the same will work for you.”

Tetius stayed silent. He did not think that anything like that would work. If he had any sort of powers, which he doubted, but they had not been awakened by now then there was precious little that Koloss would be able to do. He had lost his entire village, his whole family, without a hint of awakened powers. What could this man possibly do that was worse that that? Of course, Tetius didn’t dare to say this out loud. The King would be furious. Or worse, he could take it as a challenge.

The king took a deep breath before continuing. “Then again, your powers did not awaken as a result that poor fool, Zadei’s, death. If that did not work, then I may have to try something quite unpleasant. Of course, there’s always the possibility that you didn’t really care for that man. I wouldn’t be surprised. He was uncultured, boorish, and completely witless. Though I suppose it is a shame. If the man hadn’t tried to keep you from me then he wouldn’t be rotting in the ground as we speak.” Koloss trailed of into a cruel laugh, as he grazed his nails along Tetius’ flesh.

Tetius’ mind froze at that comment. He could feel his entire body shaking with anger. How dare this man even suggest that he had not loved Zadei? The Emperor had meant everything to him.

That horrible chuckle snapped what little control he had left. Nearly blinded by his rage, Tetius swung his fist, connecting sharply with the side of Lord Koloss’ face. The king was thrown to the side, knocked out of his chair, and onto a heap on the ground. Tetius stared at him in horror.

Never, in his entire life, had he raised his hand against another in anger. He had fought to defend himself, but this was different. Raw coursing fury was flowing through his body making him feel as if he were on fire.

He couldn’t believe what he had done, but he refused to be ashamed of it. He wanted to strike the man before him again and again, but his body was still frozen.

He clenched his aching hand, his entire body trembling, as he watched Koloss pick himself up off of the ground. The man looked furious as he stood, reaching out to grab hold of Tetius’ arm.

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The pressure on Tetius’ back lifted as Lord Koloss straightened. The winged man lay still, he knew that angering the lord further would just result in worse pain. He could hear the man fumbling with his belt, and tensed, preparing himself for what was coming.

The sharp crack of the belt against his backside caused him to jump. He clenched his teeth, refusing to give Koloss the satisfaction of hearing him scream. The horrible fury that had overcome him earlier had yet to disappear. Tetius had no real familiarity with hatred. He had met people he had not liked, but it had never been anything more than that. But now he could say, with absolute certainty, that he hated the man who was striking him. With everything that he had in himself, he hated this man. But what could he do? He was trapped here. There was no one to help him. No one to rescue him from this man.

Even if he managed to escape, where would he go? Zadei was dead because of him. Which meant that Tetius would never be able to return to the Ice Palace. Perhaps the Water Palace? But how can I go back there. Lord Marion would be kind. He would give me a home. But I could not face him. I couldn’t even face Cheryl. I don’t think I could handle their kind words.

Zadei is gone, and it’s all my fault. Why didn’t I jump into the way? If I had died instead of him then everything would be all right. Maybe I should just let it end. I’ll bet I could make Koloss angry enough to kill me, like he killed that other boy.

Tetius continued with his horribly depressing line of thought as the blows continued to fall upon his flesh. It was horribly painful, worse than the first time that Koloss had switched him.

The pale young man heard the belt drop to the ground as hands took hold of his hips. A sharp thrust from the man behind him forced Tetius to bite sharply at his lips, to quell his moans of pain.

The rolling hips pressed Tetius’ thighs into the edge of the desk with a bruising force. A hand took hold of silver hair, jerking the pale face back. A cruel kiss, teeth biting sharply, was placed against Tetius’ pale lips.

A knock at the door caused the King to pull back from Tetius’ lips, releasing his hair, though the man continued to thrust into the tight body pressed against the desk.

“Enter.”

Tetius moaned in shame. He didn’t want anyone to see him like this. It was humiliating, but there was little that he could do. He could feel tears beginning to trail down his cheeks. It wouldn’t be long before everyone in the palace knew. It wasn’t like Dern and Karina didn’t know what Koloss did to him behind closed doors, but out in the open was ten times worse.

He heard the door open. There was a low gasp followed by a long silence. Tetius glanced up and could see, through tear filled eyes, that Dern was standing in the doorway, a sheaf of documents clutched tightly in his hand. The man seemed frozen. He was staring at Tetius with wide eyes.

Oh, Gods. Why did it have to be Dern? Why couldn’t it have been someone that I don’t know? It would be so much easier. Tetius could feel his earlier resolve crumbling. If he weren’t here then it would just be the slaves in the palace who would suffer the King’s anger.

With a weak cry Tetius let his head drop back onto the desk, weeping pathetically. What was the point in being strong now? Zadei was dead. Tetius’ friends would suffer. Why should he even try to fight back?

“What do you want, guard? Can’t you see that I’m busy?” Koloss’ voice came out in harsh grunts as he continued to thrust.

Tetius heard Dern clear his throat unsteadily before he began to speak. “I have a report here from the boarder guards. They seem to think that intruders have entered the country.” The man was moving closer to the desk now. “They have not been able to find anyone, but they thought that you would like to review their efforts at catching the intruders.”

Dern was standing directly in front of the winged man at this point. Tetius could see the guards lower legs, and struggled to control his crying.

A soft touch brushed across Tetius’ cheek. He knew that Dern was only trying to comfort him, but the effect was not as he had intended. Tetius began to sob with abandon. He had never imagined that he could feel so utterly humiliated. Dern must have figured that it was due to Koloss’ increased thrusting speed, because he trailed his fingers across the pale cheek once more before turning to leave.

“Wait guard.” Koloss’ voice was a harsh bark. He thrust once more before coming deep within Tetius’ body. The King allowed himself to drop forward, resting his weight on the winged young man once more. “My little bird here has angered me. I want you to punish him for me.”

Tetius jerked as much as he could against the weight pushing him down. He saw Dern’s hand clench, and prayed silently that the man was not about to do something foolish. The hand unclenched slightly, and Tetius allowed himself to let out a sigh of relief. He watched as his friend moved around the side of the desk. A gentle hand was rested against the small of his back, and Tetius took a deep breath.

“No. Not like that.” Lord Koloss’ voice was sharp and angry. “He has been a very bad pet. I’m looking forward to watching you take him, but I want you to make him suffer. Injure him. Humiliate him. Make it so that he will never disobey me again.”

A strong hand slid around Tetius’ waist, pulling him up so that he was standing. The pale young man felt unsteady. His earlier anger had melted away, leaving behind a sort of exhausted numbness.

He could see Lord Koloss sitting off to the side of the room. Flicking his eyes up quickly, Tetius felt a strange sense of pride at the sight of the dark bruise that was forming on the king’s swollen cheek. He dropped his eyes again before Koloss could notice the glance, and allowed Dern to move him around the desk, and into the center of the room.

Tetius felt himself being turned, and leaned lightly against his friend’s chest. A hand slipped into his hair, stroking gently and soft kisses were pressed against his ear and cheek. The man began to whisper and Tetius struggled to make out the quiet words.

“I’m sorry, Tetius. I will be as gentle as I can, I promise.”

Tetius turned slightly, making sure that King Koloss would not be able to see his lips move. Angering the man further would only lead to more trouble. “Don’t Dern. You will only make him angry at you. I’ll be all right. Do what ever you have to. You’ll never be able to see your wife and son again if you anger King Koloss over something like this.”

A soft kiss was laid against Tetius’ lips. He met the guard’s eyes, glad to see the reluctant determination there and pressed a hand against Dern’s strong chest. It was cruel that Dern had to be dragged into this. Tetius knew the man well enough by now to know that he would feel guilt over his actions for a very long time. But it isn’t his fault that I will be injured. I just hope that he will be able to understand that.

“Just do what you have to do, Dern.”

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