Klaus: *He skimmed through the titles, mindful of the pocket watch telling him that he only had fourty-five minutes before the meeting. That was fine, because he had come only to pick out what he would read tonight. He stopped at a book and pulled it out of the shelf. The library was deserted now; not even the palace librarian was stationed until the evening when more people would come by. Standing in a narrow corridor between two tall shelves to the back of the large room, he began skimming under the dim light.*

Culgan: *What the young strategist didn't know was that there actually was someone in the library. The tall general had been in the back room where he usually read, but he'd come out just a few seconds ago. He was supposed to meet Seed here before the meeting. Right now, he'd noticed something interesting. //Hmm... Klaus...// He stayed out of sight, keeping an eye on the shelves where Klaus was. His red-haired companion entered the library, and just when Seed was about to say something, he raised his hand to stop him.* Seed. Klaus is there, between those shelves... *He whispered, giving his lover a meaningful smile.*

Seed: *He entered the library and saw Culgan standing next to a bookshelf. He was about to give him a random comment about the fact that the older man read a lot and that it would soon start to affect his skills with sword, when his lover motioned to him and whispered something. He walked next to the silver-haired man and smiled at his words.* Oh, he is? *He whispered back, grinning.* So what? Or... is there something in your mind...?

Klaus: *He leaned against the shelf to his back, his nose buried in the pages. // At this rate, I will need reading glasses. // He curled his lips a little and read aloud a few lines of sonnets he came across. He did so in a murmur, but even that soft voice echoed in the library. He didn't think there'd be anyone, so he kept on reading.*

Culgan: *He smirked, listening to the strategist's words echoing in the empty library.* There's no one here, Seed, and won't be for a few hours. Klaus is alone there. You tell me if I have something in my mind. *He whispered silently, leaning closer to the younger man.* Get to the other side there. I'll go from there... we'll get him between the shelves there.

Seed: Alright... *He smiled a bit evilly; he could easily guess what Culgan was thinking about. He did feel a bit guilty, after all they had done to the young strategist, but he was sure that Klaus wouldn't mind. In the end, the boy still hadn't told anyone about the first incident in this very same library. He circled around the bookshelves, then stopped and waited for Culgan to make his move.*

Klaus: *For a second, he thought he heard a flutter of something on the other side of the shelf before him, but he dismissed it as nothing. After all, not many would be able to go unnoticed in such a quiet place, and who would bother to tip-toe?* ...Plastic castle in the air. Interesting title. *He whispered to himself and began to recite the ancient, foreign lines. He could make out the meaning of everything except for the mysterious "plastic".*

Culgan: *He waited for Seed to get to the position, then nodded to him from between the shelves and calmly walked closer, stopping at the end of the bookshelf where Klaus was leaning. He stepped into the view, then took one step closer to the strategist and stopped, folding his hands and smiling.*

Seed: *He smiled to himself, waited until he saw Culgan on the other side of the narrow corridor, then took a step closer to Klaus and leaned his back on the bookshelf. He wouldn't do or say anything for now; the older man would surely take care of the talking.*

Klaus: *Hearing tapping of shoes over the carpeted floor, he flickered his gaze to a side and almost dropped his book. // Sir Culgan. // He felt uneasy; he had been assaulted by Culgan and Seed in the library before, and although he knew that they hadn't and would never injure him, it had been shameful.* ...Hello, Sir Culgan... *He said softly, but then he saw the man's smile. It was the same smile he had seen when he'd been taken for the first time.* If you... w-will excuse me. I must attend to the meeting. *He excused himself hurriedly and turned, going a few steps before seeing Seed at the other end.*

Seed: *He fought himself to keep a grin off his face. He settled for a charming smile, while he turned his head a little so he was facing the younger man.* Oh, hello, Klaus... Quiet afternoon, isn't it? *Still leaning on the bookshelf, he crossed his arms.* Is that an interesting book? You know, you're worse than Culgan. You spend all your time reading, while there are... more interesting things you could be doing...

Culgan: Seed, don't be so impolite... *He walked closer to the brunette, taking a quick glance on the book he had been reading.* Ah... Interesting choice. I've read that book. Very fascinating, those ancient texts... *He stopped close to Klaus, smiling very calmly.* But Seed is right, though. A young man like you shouldn't be spending so much time in the library. Reading is a great hobby, but you shouldn't let it take all your time...

Klaus: I... sirs, I must be off. *He spoke without lowering his voice now, letting it echo throughout the room. He heard no one responding, however. He was alone in here with two men who were his friends and enemies. He edged to a side, away from Culgan and against the shelf opposite of the one Seed leaned against. // I have to get out of here. // He told himself so and broke into action. Grabbing a handful of books, he threw them against Seed and broke into a run, hoping to get out from the maze of shelves and from the library before they caught him.*

Culgan: *He didn't even blink at the brunette's sudden actions. He just walked back to the end of the bookshelves, quickly calculating the strategist's possible escape routes. He turned to point Klaus' direction to Seed, and moved to hide behind the shelves.* Ah, Klaus... You're suddenly in a hurry. But the meeting doesn't start for over half an hour... *He smiled to himself, silently moving behind the next bookshelf. It was obvious that Klaus would try to get to the direction away from Seed, and since the only way out was from between the next few shelves, he'd just have to let the redhead drive the younger man to the corner and then catch him when he'd try to escape.*

Seed: Ouch... *He kicked the books out of the way and glanced at Klaus angrily. The brunette disappeared behind one of the shelves, so he turned look at Culgan. The silver-haired man pointed where Klaus had went, then walked away to the opposite direction. Seed shrugged and went off to chase the young strategist. //Ha, he can't escape...// He saw Klaus running on one corridor, and followed.* Hey, wait, will ya?

Klaus: *He knew the library inside out. Unfortunately, so did Culgan. He calculated in his head the diagram of the room, each of its shelves, and tried to elude Seed as well as Culgan, who he knew would be trying to catch him where he went. He would have to run for the exit of the room, before Culgan got there. // Through this corridor and perhaps... // He ran diagonally, taking a small detour that Culgan may not have thought of. However, his luck had run out. His way was blocked by a heavy reshelving cart. //No...// He spun and retraced his path before Seed caught him, but he dreaded turning the corner of the next shelf. // Sir Culgan will be there. //*

Culgan: *He waited patiently for a while, going through all the possible escape routes again. He, like Klaus, knew the library very well, and he was very good at guessing what the strategist would try next. He frowned, catching a glimpse of the young man between the shelves. //Smart move, Klaus. But that way is blocked... let's see.// He made his way to the other side between the bookshelves and turned around the corner, seeing the brunette coming towards him.* There you are. *He made no move to catch him, however; he didn't need to. Seed was right behind the younger man now.*

Seed: *Having to chase the young man around the library, he was getting somewhat annoyed. Unlike the two, he could easily get lost on the narrow corridors. He saw Klaus choosing a new path, then returning to the corridor where the redhead was... and then Culgan was on the other side. //Aha, got you now...// He stopped a few steps behind Klaus, waiting.*

Klaus: ...... *He turned frantically, only to find Seed. He had expected that, but he couldn't hide his dread.* What do you want with me... *He whispered, already knowing. He hugged himself and pressed his back against the shelf, his amethyst eyes wide.*

Culgan: *He stepped in front of the young strategist, smiling coolly.* Please, Klaus... Don't look so scared. Have we ever done anything to hurt you? *He touched the brunette's face gently, turning to nod to Seed. //Hmm, how should we do it today... I think I have some ideas.// He waited for Seed to come closer, in no hurry now. He knew that Klaus wouldn't try to escape anymore... And even if he did, the redhead would surely take care of it.*

Seed: *He moved closer and stopped next to Culgan. Klaus had nowhere to run now - the brunette was leaning against a bookshelf, and the two men were in front of him.* Culgan's right, you know... We would never hurt you. *He smiled slightly and glanced at the older man, then looked at Klaus again. //Well, not hurt, but we kinda have the habit of forcing you to enjoy it... But that's not bad, is it?// *

Klaus: *Biting his lower lip lightly, he squeezed his eyes shut and looked down. // I have to get to the meeting shortly. So do they. If they are determined to take me... oh, what am I calculating... // He had to think, though. He couldn't fight and tire himself out. He couldn't cry and leave visible marks of upsetness on his face.* ...I-If I don't fight, will you f-finish it quickly and l-let me go? *He whispered, his voice dying as soon as it left his lips.*

Culgan: Finish it quickly? Hmm. I do prefer doing things slowly, but we only have half an hour before the meeting... Guess we'll have to. But don't worry, Klaus... I promise it won't hurt. *He gave the brunette a warm smile, knowing very well that they wouldn't hurt the strategist. //Oh, you'll enjoy it. I do know that your mind still refuses the pleasure, but...// Slowly, he started removing the younger man's shirt.* Since we don't have much time... Mind giving me a hand here, Seed?

Seed: Sure...! *He grinned and knelt in front of the boy. //Heh... well, Culgan can do this in half an hour... and make it enjoyable, too.// He patted Klaus' thigh and proceeded to remove the strategist's shoes and pants.*

Klaus: *He stifled the anguish of his pride and just stood there against the shelf. // What pride...? I gave myself up already. This is not the first time, I no longer hold value of chastity. This is... nothing. // He told himself and kept his gaze lowered. In no time, he was naked in the narrow corridor, his clothes in a heap by his feet.*

Culgan: Hmm. *He ran his hand down the young strategist's chest, caressing the soft skin gently. //No one here to see, but still. I guess it would be better to have at least some privacy.// He turned to the redhead who had just finished getting of the rest of Klaus' clothes.* Seed, take his clothes. I'm sure no one will come to disturb us, but we'll have more privacy in the back room. *Without giving the brunette time to think about those words, he picked Klaus up and carried him to the back room of the library.*

Seed: *He looked at the young strategist and gave him a friendly smile. //You're cute... heh.// He raised his head when the silver-haired man spoke. He nodded, and Culgan picked the boy up and carried him towards the back room. The redhead gathered the garments from the floor and followed, wondering what his lover was thinking of doing to Klaus. //Nah. Whatever it is, it's gonna be fun... // *

Klaus: *Tense in Culgan's arms, he shivered as he was taken along to the back room. He had bad memories there. // At least no one will see me in there. // Trying to comfort himself, he held his hands together over his flat stomach. It scared him that he had gotten used to being naked like this, and that the notion of being taken by Culgan and Seed no longer gave him the virginal fear. // I am soiled, that is what... //*

Culgan: *He stopped as he got to the room, thinking what to do next. //Ah, I have an idea...// He carried the brunette to the desk, then let go of him for a moment and removed his coat. He spread it on the desk, then turned back to the strategist and lifted him up on the table.* There. Now, I'd say we have enough time for this... So, Seed. Let's make sure Klaus is feeling comfortable... *He smiled, stroking the young man's thighs gently.*

Seed: *He sat down on the edge of the desk, looked at Klaus and the Culgan.* Comfortable... heh. Shouldn't be a problem. I'll... well, do... this. *He leaned down, caressing the strategist's legs. He gave the boy a quick kiss on the lips, then moved down to the brunette's crotch.*

Klaus: *Feeling like a patient about to be operated without the use of anesthetics, he kept on nibbling at his lower lip. He knew what to expect; he knew how he would react. Saddened by the thoughts no longer innocent, he relaxed his muscles and gave in.* It doesn't matter. Please, just... proceed. *He whispered sullenly.*

Culgan: But Klaus... We want you to enjoy yourself... *He smiled calmly, circling the desk. He stopped to kiss the young man shortly, then moved the chair where he usually read closer to the desk and sat down.* Please, continue, Seed... I want to watch how you give him pleasure...

Seed: *He smirked at the older man. //So you wanna watch, old pervert... Heh. Fine with me.// He looked up at Klaus' face, smiling.* Well, in that case, let's see if we'll enjoy this... * He started fondling the younger man's member, which soon turned hard. He grinned and moved down to kiss the pale thighs, knowing that Culgan's eyes followed his every move.*

Klaus: Ummm... *He moaned softly against his closed lips, then pressed both hands over his mouth. He had to be quiet, not give any strange sound that might echo outside the room. As with other times, his porcelain complexion flushed faint pink as arousal tugged at him. Seed had been ministering to him a few times in the past, and with Culgan's instructions, the redhead had learned well.* Mm... *Klaus sighed a warm breath as he became fully erect in a considerably short time.*

Culgan: Hmm, he's reacting beautifully... Very good. *He leaned closer, tracing the young strategist's smooth chest with his fingers. He stopped to play with one small nub for a while, then turned to look at the redhead.* Oh, and before touching him... *He removed a small bottle from his coat pocket and gave it to Seed. He was used to carrying some oil with him, as his fiery lover was quite unpredictable at times.* Use that.

Seed: *He grinned and took the small bottle from his lover.* Oh, good... heh. I'll use it... Well, soon. *He took the tip of the erection into his mouth, glancing at the older man. Culgan just sat there next to the desk, caressing Klaus' chest lightly. The redhead concentrated on what he was doing, fondling the milky thighs as he suckled on the hard length.*

Klaus: Mmm... mm...! *Crying out against his palm, he blushed deeper and squirmed a little over the hard table. His limbs started to grow weak, parted easily with Seed lapping his member. Bliss filled him from chest and crotch, blotting over his senses like ink over paper. He shook his head weakly as he began to give off precum. // Don't weep, Klaus. It will be over soon enough... aahh... // He felt natural tears welling in his eyes from the pleasure, but did his best to push them back.*

Culgan: Feeling better now, Klaus...? *He touched the brunette's face and wiped away the tears. Then, he let his hand slide back to the chest and continued to caress the pink nub. His eyes were studying the redhead's every move.* Ah, he's close already. But you should touch him. You must prepare him, so...

Seed: Mmh? *He lifted his head and grinned to the older man.* Oh, prepare? Sure... have to... Well, you touch him for a second, I'll... *He took the oil bottle, opened it and rubbed some of the contents to his hand. Culgan smiled calmly and stroked the strategist's member until Seed was ready to return to what he had been doing. He did so, and also slipped his hand between the brunette's buttocks.*

Klaus: *He pumped miserably up to Culgan's hand, his legs shifting and tensing over the desk. His shoulders jumped as Seed's hand crept to its destination.* Mmmm... *Wide-eyed and anticipating the invasion, he cringed at the feel of finger seeking out his entrance.*

Seed: *When he resumed teasing the brunette's organ with his tongue, he would've smiled if possible. That because when Culgan took his hand away from the boy, he stroked the redhead's hair shortly and gave him a calm smile. //Okay, I guess that means I'm doing fine...// He wasn't as skilled at this as the silver-haired general was, but his fingers finally found the small entrance. He pushed in slowly, using his other hand to keep Klaus' legs apart.*

Culgan: *He kept the calm half smile on his face, his ice-blue eyes still following closely what his lover was doing. He gave Seed an approving nod, then grinned to himself shortly and moved his hand back to play with the red hair.* You're doing fine, Seed... Look, he's enjoying it. *His other hand continued caressing the brunette's chest, adding some extra stimulation to Seed's caresses.*

Klaus: Mmmm...! *The fingers slipped into him, perhaps two of them, reaching into his tightness. The teasing tongue over his member drove him into a frenzy, pleasuring him until his inside began to contract rhythmically to welcome the digits. He strained on the table, only the frantic quietening of his voice with his hands keeping him from losing all control. // Ahn... ah... Aaaaaa!! // The fingers glazed over his sensitive spot inside, and he jolted with a muffled cry. His sex welled with white milk and began to release against Seed's lips.*

Culgan: There you go, Klaus... Much better now, hmm? *He patted the young man's shoulder, then reached to stroke the brown hair gently. He nodded to Seed.* Wait until he's done with that... Then, continue preparing him for some more before taking him. We still have plenty of time. *He leaned back on his chair, still smiling calmly. Now, he was just going watch for a while.*

Seed: *He covered the length with his lips, sucking gently as Klaus released. He swallowed down the milky liquid, then licked his lips as he turned to look at Culgan.* Plenty of time, eh... Well, should you know better than I do. *He leaned down again, kissing the brunette's chest while moving his hand slowly. Klaus was mostly powerless and trembling, but welcomed the fingers inside his tract.*

Klaus: Mm... mmmm... mm... *His chest heaved weakly at each slow thrust of fingers. He sobbed softly, not enough to leave tear-marks on his delicate face, but more than enough in conveying the strong bliss ravaging his lithe frame. Each small press against his prostate made his taut lower abdomen tense and thighs shiver. His legs lay sprawled and dangling partially off of the edge of the desk, toes curling and uncurling with the rhythm of Seed's fingers' movement.*

Culgan: *He got up from his chair and walked behind Seed, raising his hand to stroke the red hair for a moment.* He's ready... We have time, but better get this done with. *He smiled, starting to remove the redhead's coat. Seed allowed him to take it off, so he threw it to the chair and proceeded to work with his lover's pants.* Better add some oil here, too... *He took the small bottle, taking some of the contents and carefully spread it on the younger man's hard member.* There...

Seed: Mmmmh... Culgan... *He leaned on the older man as the silver-haired general caressed him, pleased with the attention he got from his lover.* So, he's ready...? Well, I guess you are, Klaus... *He leaned down, took the brunette's hands and pushed them aside. Then he pressed his lips on the strategist's, while he drew his fingers out and replaced them with his member.*

Klaus: Mmmmm! *He arched as Seed advanced into him. His outcry disappeared into the redhead's kiss, his frail wrists caught against the desk. The position was awkward, with him flat on the tabletop and Seed leaning down to him from the edge, but that ceased to matter as the thrusting began. He bucked to the swordsman's length filling him, his feet kicking at the empty air. // Aaaaah... ahh... // Pumping his crotch to Seed's abdomen, he neared his second release.*

Culgan: Ah, he's almost ready to do it again... Good, continue, my love... *He moved to the redhead's side, calmly forcing his hand between Seed and the young strategist. He found the brunette's member and started fondling it skillfully, while slipping his other hand on the redhead's lower back and caressing his skin softly.* Almost done... Just continue. If he releases before you do, I'll take care of you, dear.

Seed: *He thrust in slowly, then a bit faster when he found the right rhythm. He was losing his self-control, but he knew that Culgan wouldn't allow him to hurt the young strategist. The older man was there beside him, caressing him and giving him instructions on what to do.* Oh, right... Mmm... I'll just... ah... *He covered Klaus' lips again, that way keeping them both silent.*

Klaus: Ahn, ahnn... mm... *Seed kissed him again, muffling his mews. His squirms became more erratic and frantic when Culgan began to touch him. Sparks flew in his mind. Shuddering from the override of bliss, he contracted snugly against Seed many times before giving in to another orgasm. His release dragged on, afterthroes wrung out of his slender body by the redhead's rapid thrusts and Culgan's palm stroking his drenched member.* Mmmm... mm...

Culgan: Good boy, Klaus... Now... *He stepped back, smiling to his lover.* Can you get that done soon, or do you need help? We have about 10 minutes, so we'll have to go soon... *He continued caressing Seed's back, feeling the tension on the younger man's lower body. //I'd guess that won't be needed, my love...// *

Seed: *He thrust in a few more times, still pressing his lips against Klaus'. His movements were almost brutal, but not so that he would've hurt the younger man. Then he released and fell down on top of the brunette, breathing shallowly.*

Klaus: *A tiny squeak rose in his slender throat as he was filled. He didn't pass out or weep, but just closed his eyes in misery and kept his body relaxed. Seed's weight over his chest was somehow comforting. // No, it cannot be! // Dismayed with himself, he whispered.* ...Please let g-go, I must... dress...

Culgan: True, my dear Klaus. Well then, better move now, Seed. *He smiled gently, stroking his lover's red hair.* We have to go to that meeting now. So I'd suggest we stop by my apartment and get you two cleaned up... And don't try to object, Klaus. Your other option is going home to clean yourself, and your father could be there...

Seed: *He took a deep breath, then withdrew from the younger man. He smiled to him tiredly, then turned to look at Culgan.* Your apartment, eh... fine with me. *He picked his coat from the chair and got dressed, looking at Klaus from the corner of his eye.* What are you planning to do? Culgan is right, you know...

Klaus: ...I will accompany. *He answered quietly, sliding off of the table and picking up his garments. Taking a handkerchief from his pants pocket, he wiped what Seed spilled inside of him the best he could before putting on his clothes. // What will I do if this continues...? I don't want to persecute them. They are dear to me... // He hugged himself loosely and followed the two men out of the room. He had the premonition that he would not be able to concentrate on the meeting.*