The Duke and The Duchess (21 page)

As they entered the Villa, Faustus noticed it was mostly marble and there were many plants surrounding the entrance. Otho made his way in the home and Junia followed him to her quarters. As Lucius walked, he motioned for Faustus to follow him. His golden yellow toga swaying as he walked. He showed Faustus the baths that were in the home, the work out room, the kitchen and then his room. Faustus noticed it was right by the baths and work out room. This pleased him. He would be able to come and go as he pleased without disturbing any of the others.

As they said goodnight, Faustus noticed that Otho stayed beside him. He was to be a personal slave for Faustus during his stay. Faustus noticed that his shield, helmet, and clothing had been cleaned and there was a new white tunic for him on the bed. He dismissed Otho and began to head to bed. He wanted a bath first. He grabbed the clean tunic and headed towards the bath room. When he entered he saw her.

She was in the pool fully nude. Turning and looking at him, she did not seem startled at his presence, more annoyed. She swam from one end to the other and he could see her body under the water. It was in perfect form. Her slave came to the edge of the pool as she began to exit it. The girl had a cloth to cover her mistress as Junia left the pool to the next room. Shaking his head, he jumped in fully disrobed and washed up. The girl came back to the room and looked upon Faustus.

“My name is Livia My Lord.” She simply said. “I will help you to the next room and can be of any service you desire.”

He looked over the young girl and ducked under the water. As he came back up he ran his hands through his black hair. He moved to exit the pool as the girl approached him and wrapped a cloth about his waist. Her hands were delicate and her almond colored eyes looked no higher than his chest. She moved to collect his other tunics and led him to the next room. He saw Junia in the pool leaning against the side with her head back.

Her full breast rose as she sat there. He removed his cloth and let it drop. She did not even look at him as he entered. They both knew that this was not the most appropriate situation, yet there was nothing going on so the slaves would report nothing back except that the two were in the baths together. She finally opened her green hazel eyes and looked at him.

“You let the boy live.” Was all she said.

“He did not deserve to die.” He responded.

“You showed mercy.” She added.

“I allowed him a life of a Plebeian.” He replied without a thought. “He will at least have a life.”

She nodded in understanding. Junia moved towards the edge of the pool and Livia covered her mistress. She left the room and he shook his head. He was not sure where this was going. He was not a saint by any means, yet he also had never been with a woman such as Junia. He wanted her as much as he needed his breath to live. He followed her and found her being massaged by another slave.

“This is Priscilla.” Junia stated as the girl rubbed her down. “She is my personal slave. You are welcome to have Livia if you wish.”

He laid beside her as they spoke and Livia worked on his sore muscles. He could see the delicate skin of Junia getting red from her massage as she sat up and wrapped herself in a cloth. Moving to the next room. As Faustus rolled over, Livia saw that his manhood was very erect. She placed her hand on it and began to rub. He pushed her hand away.

“I do not desire you Livia.” He said as he rose and moved to the next room. The girl ran behind him confused. “Sure you are attractive enough, I just do not desire what you can do girl.”

He dismissed her with a swipe of the hand and entered the pool where Junia was. She noticed his hardness and looked away. She had been married once, her husband had died in battle, so she was not shocked when she looked upon his body that was well built. His chest was larger than what she expected and every abdominal in his body was defined by the work he placed in the Coliseums.

“Why did your father invite me here?” He asked bluntly.

She raised her hand and dismissed Priscilla. She swam towards Faustus and sat beside him. Her hand went to his thigh and she squeezed upon it. He was shocked by her boldness. He placed his hand on hers and shook his head. He was not going to cross the line that she was hinting at. After all she was a Patrician and out of his league. She removed her hand and looked at him. He had many scars across his body from the battles he had been through.

“I am not sure.” She stated. “I am not privy to such information My Lord.”

She moved to the edge of the pool and walked out. He saw her form and became instantly hard. Her heart shaped buttocks set his fire ablaze. She was tempting him and he wanted her, there was no doubt. He did not know she felt the same and always got what she wanted in the end. He did not follow her, rather left her in the last room alone for a good bit, sure she had left. He went to the last room to see that she had left as he had hoped.

He took a deep breath in relief. He was not sure he could fight off his urges the longer she had been in the room with him. He noticed his clothing was there for when he was ready and sat back and took in the relaxation time before he headed to his room. Dressed in his white toga, he carried his other clothing with him and left them on the desk by the door for the slaves in the morning. He crawled into bed and the minute his head hit the pillow, he was asleep.

As he slept, he felt the hands on his member as it rose. Soon he felt soft lips and a tongue flicking upon it. He began to wake as his hands traveled down and felt the long tresses on his fingertips. He moaned as the mouth took him in and swallowed him. Teasing the tip with her tongue she traced down the shaft and back up. Slowly at first and then speeding up, she felt the tip hit the back of her neck. He groaned as his hands guided her.

As she moved to straddle him, he figured it was Livia as she positioned herself above him and he was met with a wet opening. Sliding right in, he placed his hands on her hips as he pulled her down on him. She gasped at his size as her hands traced along the scars on his chest. He thrust his hips up into her as she leaned in to kiss his lips softly. Tracing her tongue against his lips, he moved his hands to the back of her head and kissed her fully thinking of Junia.

Her nails raked into his chest as he pushed into her harder. His hand holding her head there as she screamed into his mouth. Her body arched as he increased his rhythm and she was panting on top of him. He moved his hands to smack her ass as she responded. Her hips moving faster as her walls milked him. He came with a gusto and she fell upon his chest as they caught their breaths.

Standing she left him as quickly as she had come in to be with him. He was not sure what to think and got up. Moving to the baths once again. He noticed the sun was peeking on the horizon. He was not sure who it was, in his mind it had to be Livia, after all she had offered herself to him. He walked into the warm bath and relaxed as he heard the door open. Lucius entered with Otho as he removed his tunic and joined Faustus.

Lucius looked at Faustus. He ducked under the water and then moved to the other side. There was silence between the two. Faustus had many questions running through his mind, he was just not sure how to question the Senator. The Senator got up and went to the next room. Faustus followed quietly.

“I have called you to my Villa Faustus.” Lucius began. “Because Junia needs a husband.”

Faustus blinked. This was not what he had expected. He thought maybe the Senator would need him to help with war plans or training another Gladiator. He listened to the Senator closely to make sure he understood correctly.

“She was widowed at a young age.” Lucius continued. “Her heart was broken and I have no grandchild.”

“And you choose me Senator because?” Faustus questioned.

“You are the first man I have seen her light up to.” Lucius moved to the massage room. “She glowed when she saw you in the ring months ago. We have attended every battle you have placed in. I agreed if you gained your freedom, I would talk to you about her hand.”

“I see.” Faustus had not planned on being one that was used in an arranged marriage. “And what if I did not agree?”

“Well there are always the gallows if that be the case Faustus.” Lucius laughed.

“This is true.” Faustus knew that Lucius could request this of the Emperor. “You are aware I am to go teach.”

“Yes, I am.” Lucius motioned to move the last bath. “And you can take her with you. I would provide the means for you to live comfortably.”

“I see.” Faustus was not sure how he felt about the situation at hand. He barely knew Junia.

“I will expect you to marry her prior to you leaving of course and send her promptly after once you have settled.”

Lucius went to be oiled with Faustus following. As Otho worked on Lucius, Livia had come in and began to work on Faustus. Her hands did not feel the same as they did the night before. She seemed to take her anger out on his muscles as she worked on him. He dismissed this and focused on the discussion at hand. He was sure Junia was not a bad woman, he just did not know her.

“Very well Senator.” Faustus finally said. “I will spend my time with Junia and give you my answer before I leave.”

“Wonderful, wonderful Faustus.” Lucius slapped his knee and got up as Otho handed him his toga and helped him get dressed. “You will find her delightful I am sure.”

Faustus let Livia dress him as he looked at her. She was not the shape nor was her hair of the same texture. He was not sure who the phantom woman was in his bed the night prior, he was sure it was not her. She curtsied before him and left him where he was. He joined the family for breakfast as Junia looked flushed and full of life.

For the rest of the month, he spent a great deal of time with Junia. He found out her likes and her dislikes, he watched her as she worked with the orphan children and the towns people. His heart grew fond of her with every day that passed. They would often find themselves in the baths together alone. A week before he was ready to go he looked at her as they sat in the bath.

“Your father wishes us to join Junia.” He stated clearly. “I want to know your thoughts.”

“I would be pleased My Lord if it would please you.” She responded.

“I want you to know that Livia has been to my bed every night.” He waited to see her response.

“Have you enjoyed her My Lord?” She asked.

“Immensely.”  He saw her blush as she listened and moved to the next bath. He followed her quietly.

“I am glad.” She responded.

He came behind her and kissed her neck softly. His hands tracing down her chest to her breast as her nipples became hard under the water. His hardness was in between her cheeks as she gasped. He lifted her and turned her towards him. He would know with the kiss. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her lips to his and kissed her fully. Moving her towards the walls of the bath.

He spread her legs with his knee and entered her without warning. She gasped and threw her head back. He held her tight as he pushed into her. His thrust made her quiver as he took her and bit down on her neck. Her hands clawed at his back as her legs wrapped around his waist. Her breath quickened as he moved his mouth to her breast and suckled each one.

He thrust into her as her back rubbed against the wall. She searched for his mouth as he held her close. The water splashed around them. Her breath came quicker and quicker as she climaxed and her nails pulled on his skin. He growled into her mouth and she cried out, whimpering and begging for more. He felt his release and looked at her as his member shook inside her.

“I am thinking that was not Livia visiting me in bed Junia.” He stated simply as she clung to him.

She shook her head and placed in on his chest. She knew she would go to any means to have this man and she had. She would marry him and bare his children. He kissed her forehead.

“Then I suppose we should let your father know to begin to plan the ceremony.” He finally said as he lifted her and placed her beside him in the water. “That is, unless you have already done so.”

She blushed as she led him to the next bath. He shook his head thinking this was a hell of a courtship since he had been sleeping with his soon to be wife for close to a month. He wondered when she would bare him a child, if she was not already with one. He pulled her close and kissed her softly feeling her belly. Looking at her, he smiled.

“I think you are the best battle I have won.” They kissed fully as the sun rose and the water surrounded them.

She knew she was home in his arms and he knew she held his heart from before he met her.