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Appetite Suppressant	By : mprice Category: +. to F > From Eroica With Love Views: 1741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Three

The Meeting
It was two weeks after the Major had made his extraordinary challenge before he contacted the Earl, giving him directions to a secluded cabin outside of Bonn as well as a time and date for them to meet there.
He doesn�t want anyone to see us, Eroica had thought when he hung up the phone. No matter. The secluded location was perfect for what he had in mind. He went to the cabin several days ahead of time, breaking in easily. Then he went through it meticulously. No doubt the Major would have his own plans, but Dorian wanted to be prepared. The Major was going to be in for a very big surprise the day of their �meeting.�
�I was almost afraid you�d decide not to go through with this,� Dorian said as he got out of his car and looked around before fixing his gaze on the Major, who was sitting on a chair on the front porch. It was obvious from the pile of cigarette butts littering the ground that he had been waiting for the Earl for some time.
Klaus looked the other man up and down, giving a non-communicative grunt before getting to his feet. �You might as well come in,� he said gruffly.
Oh, this is a promising beginning, Dorian thought. He smiled broadly, making sure that it appeared forced before nodding. �Just want to get it over with, don�t you, Major?�
The Major did not reply, leading the way into the cabin.
The Earl stood on the threshold a moment, looking at the room as if it were the first time. It was all dark wood and leather and seemed exactly the kind of place where the Major would feel at ease. �Very cozy.� He turned to the Major. �I didn�t expect you to have such comfortable tastes.� A pause. �This must belong to someone else.�
The Major�s eyes flickered. �My father used to come here when I was a boy,� he explained tersely.
�Oh, then I�m honored,� Dorian replied and took a seat on a large leather sofa. �And, just for today, could we use first names?�
The Major�s eyes narrowed dangerously.
�You told me I have one day to show you exactly why I pursue you, correct?�
�Yes,� came the cautious reply. �That does not mean��
�Only for the day,� the Earl cut in. �I�m Dorian. Not Eroica. Not Lord Gloria.� The Major opened his mouth and was quickly cut off. �And definitely not idiot, pervert, or faggot.�
The Major�s mouth snapped shut with an audible click. After a minute, he drew a deep breath. �Fine. Only for the day.�
�Well, that�s that settled,� Dorian said happily, leaning back on the sofa. �Now, Klaus, why don�t you offer me a drink?�
I�d rather offer you a dose of poison, bloody faggot, Klaus thought as he went to the bar. �What do you want?�
�Oh, you�re such a gracious host,� Dorian said sarcastically.
Don�t push your luck, Eroica. Klaus turned a dangerous look in the Earl�s direction. �I�m not the one who has to prove anything,� he reminded sharply.
�Quite.�
The Earl rose to his feet and went to the bar, looking over its rather impressive contents. You have been busy, he thought admiringly. The bar had been practically empty when he checked the cabin earlier in the week. �Gin and tonic,� he said at last. �Nothing too heavy this early in the evening.�
Klaus gave a grunt and made the drink, handing it to the other man.
�Nothing for you?� Dorian asked mildly.
�I�d rather keep a clear head for the moment,� Klaus replied guardedly.
�Good idea.� Dorian made a show of looking around the room. Then he looked over at the Major and smiled. �Relax, I�m not gonna tear all your clothes off and rape you in the middle of the living room.� I have other plans.
Klaus gave him an annoyed look, but had to admit that he was still extremely uncomfortable with this arrangement, despite the fact that he had made it himself. �Let me show you the house,� he said suddenly, hoping to break the unbearable tension that was building in the room.
�Lovely.� Dorian took a sip from his glass. He followed his reluctant host through the small cabin and then up the stairs to the loft, where the bedroom was located. In fact, the only thing on the second floor was the bedroom and master bathroom.
�You know, Klaus, I�m not only interested in sex,� Dorian said calmly, trying to keep all hint of innuendo from his voice.
Klaus felt his face flush, being keenly aware of where they were standing. �That�s not how it appears to me,� he stated flatly.
�I know,� Dorian sighed, setting his glass down. �But lately, it just seems as though it�s�well, boring.�
Klaus felt his heart jump and tried to keep his face neutral. �Really?�
�Yes.� Dorian was sauntering aimlessly around the room, idly glancing out the window. �I just�haven�t been interested.� He threw a quick look over in the other man�s direction, seeing he now had his undivided attention. He turned, placing a hand on one of the thin, spiraling bedposts. �Thank you for not laughing at me,� he added, lowering his eyes in apparent embarrassment. �Most people would find it funny to hear Eroica admit to not being interested in sex anymore.�
By this time, Klaus had to concentrate to keep his breathing in check. �What are you telling me?� he asked in an accusing tone. �That after all this time, you�re not interested anymore?�
�Oh, Major, you�re not hurt, are you?� Dorian asked as he crossed to him.
�Hurt?� The question completely bewildered the officer. Are you mad! I�m ecstatic!
Dorian came to stand before him, looking him in the eye. �Perhaps hurt isn�t the right word.� His voice hardened as he said, �How about relieved?�
�Lord Gloria�� Klaus�s words were cut off when he was struck on the side of the head with a very large, heavy object.
�Dorian! My name is Dorian, you Goddamn bloody conniving bastard!� Dorian gave the stunned officer a savage kick in the stomach. �How do you like being smacked around, Major!� he thundered.
�Bastard,� Klaus growled, struggling to his hands and knees. �I�m gonna kill you.� He got no further as he was knocked onto his back by a kick to the face. The next thing he knew, he was getting a facefull of Eroica�s signature knock out gas.
�Oh, no, Major. I�m only just warming up.�

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