Jus Primae Noctis Vol 1 Chapter 5

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Jus Primae Noctis Chapter 5

“Oh G.o.d!” Wilts.h.i.+re's frenzied savagery scared even himself, and he could not help but blurt out an exclamation as he clutched Walker's limp and weak body to his bosom.

At the age of twenty-six, he had already gone through countless bed partners, but only Walker had ever brought him pleasure such as this, which bordered on the ruinous. The fervent pa.s.sion that overtook him whenever he made love [1] to this Scotsman scared even Wilts.h.i.+re himself.

Having endured intense torture numerous times in the span of a day, Walker's body had been greatly harmed. Although he wished to struggle free of Wilts.h.i.+re but during the course of their activities, his pair of legs had been splayed open to their limits and they were now stiffened. Unable to bend, they could only remain in the same position, that is, hanging around Wilts.h.i.+re's waist.

Wilts.h.i.+re's s.e.x organ remained inside his body but neither of them had the strength to move as billowing steam and the strong scent of vigorous s.e.x pervaded the air of the entire room.

Only after an indeterminate amount of time had pa.s.sed did Wilts.h.i.+re slowly prop Walker up, allowing his own s.e.x apparatus to slip out from Walker's body. Because Walker could not manage to stand steadily under his own power, Wilts.h.i.+re cursorily cleaned both of their bodies with water that had already gone cold before carrying him to the bed.

The Scotsman had nearly lost consciousness because of the excessive torture he had endured; his flaxen-coloured eyes almost appeared to have faded to a gray hue. His parted legs were still unable to close and his groin was now an angry red colour, as Wilts.h.i.+re had rubbed at it forcefully during their encounter when he seemed to have lost his reason. As if it were a wad of crumpled cloth, it lay shrunken between his wide-open legs --- at the same time that Wilts.h.i.+re had been brought to the pinnacle of pleasure, all Walker had been given had been h.e.l.lish agony.

In an effort to forget the feelings of sinfulness and guilt in his heart, Wilts.h.i.+re attempted to speak of other things: “Want to try out the scented ma.s.sage oil that the emissary from Turkey presented to the Prince Regent as tribute? I've heard that just one drop can make the Sultan's concubine become completely relaxed, you will definitely like it.”

Before all this, if anyone had ever told Wilts.h.i.+re that he would someday use such a gentle tone of voice to speak to another man as he expressed concern over his well-being, Wilts.h.i.+re would surely have scoffed disdainfully. However at this moment, when he retrieved a bottle of scented oil and smeared some of its contents onto the Scotsman's body, his movements were as gentle as if he were tending to an infant.

His hands skimming over the strong muscles that were bunched up due to tension, Wilts.h.i.+re applied the unguent to every part of Walker's body, as if he were intent on using up all the precious scented oil that the bottle contained. What had began purely as an act of atonement gradually began to change and became caresses that were coloured by extreme eroticism. His fingers slid over Walker's skin in an arousing fas.h.i.+on, refusing to let go of his s.e.x organ even after his hand had lingered over that area more than a dozen times.

When he saw that the bronzed muscles were now glistening under the lights because they had been thoroughly anointed with the valuable oil, the sight of that bewitching body, together with the heady fragrance in the air, caused Wilts.h.i.+re to become intoxicated with l.u.s.t. As he leaned down to press a kiss onto Walker's cheek, the Marquess could not keep himself from pressing his whole body against Walker's.

“Ah, it smells so good! Now there is only one place left that hasn't been covered by the oil...” He smiled like a drunkard, and slowly sank an oil-coated finger into that place in Walker's body that had already been made to bear the brunt of his desire countless times…

His finger rapidly sank into the swollen, hot and narrow hole.

The injured muscles had become numb to pain, but the peculiar feeling that continuously emanated from that area caused Walker to writhe his body around unconsciously, “Ah…” Lovely moans constantly escaped from his lips, he trembled and squirmed under Wilts.h.i.+re hands, craving for Wilts.h.i.+re's fingers to penetrate him deeply, as if he were the most licentious wh.o.r.e.

When Wilts.h.i.+re came to the realisation that the scented oil he had been using actually contained aphrodisiacal qualities, it was already too late. Walker's body was already burning with a heat that was even hotter than fire, his face was suffused with an abnormal flush, he kept on twisting his body to meet Wilts.h.i.+re's hand and indistinct noises issued from his throat, calling out for Wilts.h.i.+re to give him more relief...

When his gaze fell upon Walker's s.e.x organ, which was standing erect in excitement, Wilts.h.i.+re immediately felt so alarmed that he broke out in cold sweat and he climbed off of Walker’s body. As he recalled the secretive smile --- one the seemed to hide ulterior motives --- that Thuram had worn when he had presented this bottle of scented oil to Wilts.h.i.+re, he finally understood what "only one drop can make the Sultan's concubine become completely relaxed" actually meant.

d.a.m.n it! And he had applied nearly the entire bottle of it to Walker's body.

Walker seemed to have completely forgotten about the existence of the Marquess; in fact, the flaming l.u.s.t seemed to have even caused him to descend into a state of utter confusion. His eyes were squeezed shut, his muscular bronzed-coloured body writhed continuously on the snow-white bed sheets, his legs rubbed against each other unconsciously and his hand was groping towards his lower body… 

Looking at the unrestrained picture of spring [2] displayed before his eyes, Wilts.h.i.+re's rationality could no longer reign in his desire to completely possess the man in front of him. He gave a low growl and flipped his body over to press down upon Walker's heavily…

A series of hot, wet and deep kisses descended upon Walker's lips, neck, and continued in an unbroken string down his chest and abdomen. The Scotsman's skin was now extremely sensitive, to the extent that he could not withstand the sensation of the Marquess's long hair trailing over his body. Every time the golden strands of hair brushed against him, Walker's muscular chest would rise and fall like the waves of a stormy sea. The tumescence that was gripped in Wilts.h.i.+re's hand was also fiery-hot with l.u.s.t, and he called out fiercely as his need to release his desire escalated.

“Wait a while more!” Wilts.h.i.+re gently chided in his ear, as his left hand lifted Walker by the waist and settled him into his embrace while his right hand encircled Walker's p.e.n.i.s and began to move up and down at a steady pace that was neither hurried nor leisurely.

“Uh… uh…” Walker was moaning and gasping hard for breath as his fingers clutched tightly at the sheets he lay on and his body trembled as it twisted to meet the movements of Wilts.h.i.+re's hand. As he saw that the Scotsman's desire was continuing to expand and twitch as he held it in his hand, and a transparent fluid had began oozing out from the tip, Wilts.h.i.+re gave a smile and clenched his hand tightly around the hard, fiery hot length. With his thumb, he mercilessly sealed off the opening that was constantly emitting fluid…

“Ah…” The pent-up desire caused Walker's whole body to tense up, he couldn't help but to throw his head back violently and both of his hands reached towards his lower body in an attempt to break the impediment that Wilts.h.i.+re had created.

“Darling, how can you be the only one who gets to be happy? It is only right that we should play together!” Lifting up Walker's waist, Wilts.h.i.+re inserted his fiery-hot desire into his body from behind. The scented oil had caused Walker's sphincter to become soft and smooth, and it accommodated him perfectly within an instant. The exceptionally elastic inner walls of that channel also contracted rhythmically, bestowing upon Wilts.h.i.+re wave after wave of stimulation that was accompanied by ecstasy that he felt right down to his bones. He could not help but to start moving his waist vigorously and the hand that he had used to clamp down on Walker's s.e.x organ resumed stoking it in an up and down motion.

Because his insides had also been daubed with the scented oil that contained aphrodisiac, there was no trace of the pain that usually accompanied this act. Walker only felt a tingling sensation radiating from his back entrance repeatedly and wave after wave of pleasure ripped through him; as quick as lightning, they went right to the marrow of his bones. The stimulation was too intense, he could not help but to tear up at the corner of his eyes and began to make pleas that he would certainly never have said had he been sober: “A bit deeper… even deeper… oh, G.o.d… oh… G.o.d… I’m going to die! Oh, G.o.d, save me…” Tears kept on tumbling out from the corner of his eyes, dripping onto the bodies of the two people, which were pressed tightly together.

Wilts.h.i.+re's lucidity vanished, faced with the tears that Walker had shed under the sway of pa.s.sion, it scattered like a rainbow fading into the sky. He completely forgot about everything, save for the ardent body in his arms and in the instant that his blistering desire was released in spurts within that body, he felt that he had already ascended to heaven…

But all that was just the beginning; for the next several hours, Walker continued to seek pleasure because he was still under the influence of the aphrodisiac. Although Wilts.h.i.+re was totally enamoured with the way the strong Scotsman moaned and writhed in his arms, but when this state of affairs continued even after midnight, even he couldn't help but to complain repeatedly. However, having Walker's torrid body wrapped around him caused the Marquess to willingly continue to sink into a boundless ocean of l.u.s.t together with him, until their over-indulgence finally caught up with the two of them and they were both too exhausted to move even a hairsbreadth…. 

The next day as the continued their journey, Walker sat stiffly in the horse carriage with his face ashen --- upon waking up early in the morning earlier in the day, he had come to discover that he was locked in a tight embrace with Wilts.h.i.+re, the two of them did not have even a st.i.tch of clothing on while their bodies were closely entwined with the other's from their chests to their lower limbs. In addition, his lower abdomen and thighs were covered with the traces of what had transpired, promptly reminding him of their pa.s.sionate entanglement the night before.

At the moment, the pain in his over-used back entrance was such that it seemed as though it had been set ablaze and to compound his problem, the road the carriage was travelling through today was also exceptionally b.u.mpy, causing him to contort his face in pain several times, because of the acute pain that propagated from his behind.

Leaning lazily against the windows of the carriage as he admired the scenery along their route, Wilts.h.i.+re's mind was still preoccupied by thoughts of the astonis.h.i.+ng pa.s.sion of the previous night. Every time he glimpsed the fierce twitching of the corners of Walker's mouth as the carriage was jolted, a slight ambiguous smile would grace the corners of his own lips.

“Come over here, don't force yourself to endure it anymore.” After a particularly fierce jolt of the carriage caused Walker to issue a m.u.f.fled cry that he could not suppress, in one swift move, Wilts.h.i.+re pulled him over and placed him on Wilts.h.i.+re's knees.

Holding onto Walker's body, he could not keep himself from bending his head down to plant a kiss on his hairline, which still carried the faint fragrance of the scented oil. After struggling mightily for a while, in the end Walker still had to choose to submit due to the extreme physical discomfort his body was in.

In silence, he lay on Wilts.h.i.+re's lap and gave a soft sigh --- fate is a fickle mistress, where was it going to lead him in the end?!

Although Wilts.h.i.+re wished that this journey could continue forever, in reality, the distance between Stonehaven and London could be covered in three days. During that night in the hotel, the both of them had expended too much energy, especially Walker, whose condition was so serious that he had almost lost the ability to stand up. For the next couple of days, Wilts.h.i.+re did not dare to force him to make love again, but at night, he still hugged him close as they went to sleep together. On this evening, the horse carriage transporting the two men rolled up to Wilts.h.i.+re's residence in London, which was located in Leicester Square [3].

Although the fiefdom of Wilts.h.i.+re's family was Stonehaven, but the Marquesses of Wilts.h.i.+re had began residing princ.i.p.ally in London starting from the previous generation. In reality, he viewed the ancestral home in Stonehaven as merely a vacation home. And as for his residence in Leicester Square, it was superior to his manor in Stonehaven in every respect, from its amenities to the number of servants employed.

By the time the horse carriage had reached London, the sky was already pitch-black, but the whole of Leicester Square was brightly illuminated by the glow of candlelight [4]. More than forty servants were lined up in two rows before the front door to welcome their master upon his return. As Wilts.h.i.+re stepped out of the carriage, the a.s.sembled servants bowed deeply and shouted out in unison: “Welcome back, Lord Marquess.”

Walker, who had followed behind Wilts.h.i.+re as he alighted from the carriage, was a little bit alarmed at this display. He had already felt that the manor house in Stonehaven was too excessively magnificent, but the scale of the residence in Leicester caused him to finally understand the true meaning of aristocratic extravagance --- the three-storied edifice was huge but exquisitely designed; like a white-coloured giant, it towered over the east side of Leicester Square and beautiful carvings decorated every feature of the building. Hanging above the porch was a huge family crest; comprised of complex curlicues and lines, it was a brilliant example of the extravagant style that was currently in fas.h.i.+on.

“The journey must have been hard on Your Lords.h.i.+p. Your room has already been made ready for your use, and hot water has also been prepared for your bath. Does your Lords.h.i.+p have any further instructions?” A man came forward, he looked like a butler and seemed to be over fifty years old, and he spoke to Wilts.h.i.+re with an att.i.tude of humility.

Wilts.h.i.+re was evidently rather fond of this butler. He smiled as he turned back and said to Walker: “What do you think? This butler of mine is not bad, right? Franklin has been serving our household ever since he was a boy, even the Prince Regent has praised him as being even more outstanding than the stewards of the royal court.”

As he listened to his master's commendations of him, the butler, whose name was Franklin, did not even register the slightest change in his facial expression. Even the incongruous and shabbily dressed Walker only merited a bland look from him, and without speaking further, he led the two of them into the entrance hall.

“Get them to have the bath water sent up. Walker, follow me upstairs.” After Wilts.h.i.+re pulled off his gloves and handed them to Franklin, a maid immediately came forward to help him remove the heavy travelling coat he had been wearing. He turned around, intending to lead Walker up the stairs but was blocked by Franklin, who had moved to stand in his path.

“My Lord, may I enquire as to who this gentleman is…” Franklin looked at Walker, although his expression was deferential, a gleam of suspicion showed in the depths of his eyes.

“This…” Wilts.h.i.+re was momentarily at a loss for words, not knowing what sort of t.i.tle he should give to Walker.

“He is a friend I met while I was in Stonehaven.” A long time pa.s.sed before he finally managed to concoct an ident.i.ty for Walker that was not too farfetched.

“Please allow me to arrange a guestroom for this gentleman's use.” Franklin bowed slightly as he spoke, but there was an unmistakable ring of authority in his tone of voice.

“No need…” Wilts.h.i.+re wanted to say that Walker could sleep together with him, but the sternness in the old butler's eyes caused him to swallow the words in his mouth --- after all, London was a capital of vice where rumours always seemed to be spreading as if they were carried by the wind itself; if he insisted on sharing a bed with Walker tonight, it was very likely that by tomorrow, rumours would have spread throughout the city about the Marquess's male pet. At this period of time in England, although many members of the aristocracy did seek out the company and services of rent-boys in private, but even someone as powerful as the Prince Regent would also never dare to openly discuss the intimate h.o.m.os.e.xual relations.h.i.+p he had with Earl Thuram.

When he thought of what vicious things the mouths of the upper-cla.s.s ladies would be saying about the relations.h.i.+p between Walker and himself as they hid them behind their fans, even someone as wanton and iconoclastic as Wilts.h.i.+re did not dare to insist on having his way. His demeanour was calm and collected as he nodded, deciding that he would heed the advice of the highly experienced butler.

“Franklin, then I must trouble you to handle this matter.”

“Yes, my Lord. In addition, do you wish for Maggie and Sophie to serve you when you have your bath?”

When he heard the butler's question, Wilts.h.i.+re's departing footsteps paused for a beat.

“Sure.” Nothing abnormal could be detected from the sound of his voice but somehow, Walker could vaguely sense his displeasure.

Followed by two young and pretty maids, Wilts.h.i.+re went upstairs. The Butler's eyes followed his master until he finally disappeared from view, before he finally turned his attention to Walker.

“Sir, please come with me.” Although his manners were still irreproachably impeccable, the Butler's att.i.tude was clearly much colder than it had been when he was speaking to Wilts.h.i.+re.

Walker hurriedly grabbed a hold of the luggage by his feet before following in the Butler's wake. At first, he had thought that the Butler would bring him to a random room within this huge building, but in the end, under his leaders.h.i.+p, Walker pa.s.sed through the vast gardens before he was finally brought to the door of a small building that was some distance away from the main mansion. After pus.h.i.+ng the door open, the Butler handed the candle in his hand to Walker.

“Sir, it is already very late and we do not have enough help on hand. Therefore we must trouble you to tidy up the room yourself.” Obviously, the estate employed dozens of servants, but the Butler said things like "do not have enough help" nonchalantly, clearly showing that he was bullying Walker.

To be able to escape from whatever tortures Wilts.h.i.+re had in store for him already had Walker jumping for joy in his heart, so of course he would not be bothered about whether the butler's att.i.tude towards him was good or bad.

“Thank you very much, I can tidy up by myself.”

Walker looked on as the butler departed, before he proceeded to enter the small building while carrying the candlestick. Mindful of the creaking stairs, he went upstairs and very quickly he found the bedroom.

He could not tell the last time the little bedroom had been occupied, from the bed sheet to the quilt, everything exuded a musty smell. Walker had long been accustomed to doing housework since it was part of his duties at home, but it still took him quite a while to clean up the bed. By the time he got undressed and went to bed, it seemed to be nearly midnight [5].

As he scented the damp air wafting up from the pillow, Walker felt as though he had been transported back to that little cottage in Stonehaven. At that place, he pa.s.sed each day peacefully with his family, their lives might have been arduous and impoverished, but they loved one another... however, Wilts.h.i.+re had cruelly ripped him away from that warm and loving home. Even if the money he had provided did indeed save his mother's life, Walker was still unable to feel any sort of grat.i.tude towards him.

End of Jus Primae Noctis Chapter 5

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[1]: A note on the language used here: I’m not softening it by calling it love-making/making love. The words used in the original text are “做爱”, the first word is make and the second is love. So, that’s exactly what the author calls it.

[2]: Spring is often used as a metaphor for s.e.xuality in the Chinese language.

[3]: 莱希克广场 (lái xī kè guǎng chǎng): Leicester Square is my best guess. Many grand mansions were built in the area, starting with Leicester House in 1635. By the 19th century, Leicester Square was known as an entertainment venue, with many amus.e.m.e.nts peculiar to the era. Several hotels grew up around the square, making it popular with visitors to London. The square remains the heart of the West End entertainment district today.

[4]: Oil or gas lighting would probably have been more accurate if the setting is indeed Regency London.

[5]: Walker might be unsure of the time because it was unlikely that he owned a watch. Watches were a luxury item at that time, because they were not ma.s.s-produced yet.
 

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