He wanted to test his hunch.
«Who is making such a noise?» He stretched out lazily as he descended the stairs.
Just as he thought Leo was looking at him like he was seeing him for the first time.
Galh went down the way the girls had taught him, wiggling his hips slightly and casting languid glances from beneath lowered lashes.
«Mistress, I am lost and have lost my room,» he said to his mistress.
Leo stares at him without looking away. A dry gulp as his throat went up and down gave away his excitement. He was just trying to figure out if he was facing a customer or a servant.
«Your room is on the third floor in the east wing, she's alone there,» the hostess replied with a dry throat, not understanding what was going on.
Galh stopped in front of his guest and looked at him.
«Have you heard?»
Without waiting for an answer, he went back. Leo wandered after him as if in a dream, leaving the dumb slave waiting for him in the courtyard. The mistress dug her long fingernails into her palms. «What was that now? Is he going to serve a customer? It doesn't look like they know each other.»
The rejected boys were still standing in the hallway, and she chased them back, trying to figure out what they did not please him.
Meanwhile, Galh couldn't hear his own footsteps because he was deafened by his own heartbeat. Three days passed. He no longer felt pain, but neither was he confident. Would Leo expect him to perform miracles in bed since they were in the pleasure garden?
He had certainly learned something from his girlfriends, but it was chaotic, theoretical knowledge unsupported by practice.
To quell his excitement, he rang the bell and a special servant began to carry hot water into the tub.
«First the client must be washed. Some clients prefer to bathe themselves or even bathe alone. But many like to be washed,» the girls told him, and Galh was going to start there.
The room was very quiet and tense. Leo was sitting on the couch with his leg over his head.
«Come here,» he called suddenly.
Again, as he had done in the tent, he began twirling and groping him, as if he were buying a horse or a dog. Galh was still embarrassed.
«...like he» Leo said suddenly.
«You say... about whom?»
«None of your business.»
Galh pursed his lips. The point was definitely in it - in reality he was a completely different person. Galh had first glimpsed him at a palace reception-perfect attire, impeccable manners, a charming smile on his face. He seemed to him like a god from heaven. But in fact, Galh had realized a couple of days ago, Prince Leo was a sullen brute. Isn't that cheating?
«Is something wrong?» As if sensing the changed atmosphere, the man asked.
«Actually, I don't work here,» Galh admitted, wanting to raise his status in Leo's eyes.
«You don't?»
«No, I live here temporarily because I fell off a horse.»
«Then why did you...»
«I kind of like you and if you're nice, we...»
Galh suddenly realized that he didn't know how to openly suggest sex and became silent.
«Ah, I get it, you ran away from home... was it a youthful rebellion?» Leo suggested boldly, crossing his arms across his chest.
«Sort of,» Galh nodded and sat down next to him.
«What's the matter?» - Leo asked.
«My mother won't let me marry the man I love,» Galh said frankly.
Leo thought about it. What he'd lightly advised the others wasn't working for him.
«I haven't had someone like that in my life yet, so I'm not sure.»
«I have. And I'd like the whole world to know that I love him and belong to him.»
«...»
«What?»
«Is that why you let a random man into your room?»
Galh didn't know what to answer. He looked into Leo's eyes and saw a trace of dreamy envy there.
«Then imagine that I am him,» he said suddenly.
«That's very easy,» Galh smiled, and, moving closer, he let the man's hands fumble over his body.
This time Leo was less brash and more patient. He enjoyed his lover's body like a gourmet who had encountered a gourmet favorite food.
«Would you like me to help you take a bath?» Galh asked when the servant had finished filling the tub.
«M, all right.»
Galh helped him remove his clothes, and the stately handsome man stepped into the water. Galh used a soft sponge to massage his shoulders, his hands, wash his back. He was so engrossed that he didn't notice Leo's buddy rise under the water.
But the next second there was a splash of water and Galh was inside the tub. He had to spread his hips wide to sit on the man's lap. Once they were face to face, they could hardly contain their agitated breathing.
Yes, Leo wanted to be kind human and keep his composure. But the young man beside him, who hid his face all the time, was so sweet and gentle, shy and embarrassed, that an unknown animal nature made itself known. He caught the rabbit and sat it on his knees.
«Take off the veil.»
«No.»
«Take off the veil, I can't see faces... it's an affliction from childhood.»
«What?!»
Galh blinked his big eyes incredulously.
«It's true,» Leo repeated, «I've been unable to see faces since childhood, so I can't see yours either, I just don't want you to suffer through this veil.»
«Then...»
«How do I remember people?»
«I can - by clothing, height, scent, voice, of course...»
«That's... very unfortunate... so you can't love anyone's face.»
«Bingo,» the man half-jokingly replied, removing the veil from Galh's face.
The young man almost choked with excitement as he parted his protection. He was divinely handsome, everyone had said so since childhood. He had a very pretty, heart-shaped face. He had a small mole under his lower lip.
His large dark eyes, framed by thick lashes, gently curved and lifted to the corners. Because of his special beauty, his mother had taught him from an early age to wear a veil and hide his face.
But now, the only beautiful thing he has is irrelevant. He had so dreamed that his beauty would conquer the proud Prince Leo, and he would ask for his love. And it turns out he can't see Galh's face... what a shame.
But he couldn't think about it for long. The man leaned forward and kissed him, hinting that the rough and feisty force below would not sleep on its own.
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