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Zeke is an outwardly sweet and pure boy. He smiles and acts like the perfect innocent boy to a rich family. However inside he's twisted and warped. Coming from negligante parents, who'd rather spend time with strangers than their own son, Zeke likes to harass his staff for their attention. But it can't just be anyone, no they have to keep their lips sealed or his perfect boy ruse would be shattered. So his favorite target is his personal butler. He uses and abuses this man, but he has reasons to.

(X), Zeke's guardian and butler while the boy's parents are away. (X) let's Zeke get away with nothing in front of others. Cool, cold, and strict on the outside, however on the inside he's rather weak. He takes all the abuse the younger man deals to him. Even this man's soul is becoming warped by the young man. (X) knows better than to let the other get away with such acts but he can't seem to stop Zeke, or himself, from enjoying the moments they have. He's a very docile man so he would never lift a hand to the boy either.

..::Reasons::..

(X)'s reasons for taking all the punishment from Zeke is because he lost himself one night to his own selfish desires. Shoving the boy down and what he precieves as raping his young charge he nows lives every day with that heavy burden. And yet he enjoys his punishment for more than as his payment for hurting the boy. He actually enjoys having the other hurt him. So he's slightly disgusted at first with himself, but later learns to just give in to such wicked desires.

Zeke's reason's for his sadistic ways are deep and not tragic at all. His parents ignore him and in a desprate attempt for attention he causes trouble. On the fateful night his bulter shoved him down he really couldn't blame him after the way Zeke had baited him so. Tempting and pushing and hurting the other just because he could was always a favorite pass time of his; however after that night he could do it all the more often and whenever he wanted. He loves the act of hurting his butler before the other roughs him up in return. The boy knows he, himself, is twisted.

..::The Deal::..

(X) woke up lying next to a warm, nude body. When he realized who it was he panicked and accidently woke the boy. Totally destroyed inside the butler began to ask for forgiveness.
Zeke smiled wickedly and rolled onto his stomach smirking at the man as he begged. He enjoyed the torment on the butler's face. Though he couldn't put all the blame on the man, he'd tempted him, if that's what )X) wanted him to think then he would. After much more apologies and begging the boy looked over at the man. "I'll forgive you, but only if you become my slave... Body, mind, and soul... But you can't tell anyone." he propositioned the man.
Without thinking, (X) accepted. Only later did he find out what Zeke was talking about. For seeming so innocent he had a lot of pent up rage. On days when niether were busy the boy made him come to his room where Zeke would toture him in more ways than one. After a while the butler had accumilated several scars here and there, but he'd never complain.
Both men were indulging in a hidden passion.

Username: RosesandBlood
Name: Zeke Ryfield
Postition: Heir / Seke
Age: 18
Personality: Seemingly sweet and kind, but he's really twisted and sadistic.
Likes: Sweets, the color of blood, his butler, bringing pain unto other's
Dislikes: His parents, pain, being alone, and cold food
Appearance:

For Elliot panicking was a definite understatement. The moment he had woken up earlier, he had realized the errors of his ways and wanted to fix things. Unfortunately, he could do nothing to change the past, and realized he was ultimately doomed in the situation he put himself into. His expression clearly showed the worry he felt now, the fact he had so thoroughly did his Charge in the most literal sense. What was to become of him? What could he do to make up for something as horrible as this? There was just no excuse, and he could do nothing but think to apologize, and apologize some more.

The butler jumped the moment he heard Zeke's voice, it caused him to set his sapphire hues on him, looking at him with a slightly horrified look. It was a reminder of the sin he had just committed, the one he didn't know how to make up for it. For a moment he just seemed to stare, watching the other, as if something would happen, or perhaps he was distracted by some unknown force. It was just something he felt, until he was told to hurry up, how could he do otherwise.

"Oh course sir," He was up and alert, "Allow me to start you a bath." He was off into the bathroom, his mind racked with guilt. It would take some time to fill up the bath, once he set it to the right temperature, this left him time to head back into the room. "It will just be a moment sir," That was when he started speaking his several apologies, he just had to.

"Sir, I can't apologize enough for what happened." He would apologize again, and again if he had to. "Please forgive me sir, I don't know what came over me." He supposed he would if he considered it... No, he wouldn't consider it, he put all the blame on himself, and only himself, and he couldn't apologize enough. "I can't begin to tell you how deeply sorry I am sir," He went on apologizing. "Forgive me for what I've done, even if I don't deserve your forgiveness." He didn't in his mind, he couldn't imagine anyone forgiving someone after that. "I'll do whatever you want me to sir, I don't expect to forget, or completely forgive, if at all, just allow me to make it up to you." He did really want to be forgiven, he hadn't meant for any of that to happen, for anything so deep as what he had done, something unforgivable like that, and he couldn't stress that enough.

Elliot thought nothing of the giggle, but he couldn't help feel a shiver of some sort from the way it came out. However, it was the words he really minded, that referred to him being forgiven, or it sounded like it at first. It seemed his charge was hesitant, something he thought he could understand, with what had just happened and all. The price of forgiveness didn't seem too deep, not to him. If his charge wanted his body, mind, soul, and his heart then it was his. It felt like a small price to pay in order for something he had done that was so unforgivable.

"You have my word, sir" No one would hear of this, not a soul, that meant revealing what he had done. Something so despicable, he didn't think he could have forgiven himself. "Let me carry you into the bathroom." The moment he said that, he came to his charges side, taking him carefully, and gently into his arms, before turning and heading into the bathroom.

By the time he entered the bathroom the bathtub was more then halfway filled. All he had to do was slip Zeke into the warm, refreshing waters to start bathing him. "I apologize if I did not set the bath up in the proper way," He was already setting him down in the bathtub. When he apologized about the bath, he referred to not having put anything in it, like scented oils, it was just plain bathwater.

Elliot really didn't hesitate to wash his charge, he did however hold a slightly guilty expression while doing so. Taking the time to rub soap where it needed to be, making sure to thoroughly clean Zeke. What could he say, he would hope his Charge understood what he wanted to say, without actually saying anything. He couldn't understand how the young man could be so forgiving.

"Is there anything more I can do for you sir?" He really wanted to do something, anything, just something more to make up for something he felt he could never make up for. He wasn't sure how that would work, but he figured the deal he made with his Charge would help with that. It was something that could help a bit, he wasn't genuinely sure how much, as he was already in service of him, or could it technically be said he worked for his parents, who had him working with him.

"Anything at all sir." He wanted him to know there were no bounds, but then again he wasn't expecting anything far fetched.

Elliot gave pause when he heard his Charge actually speak to him. He was hungry, he even went on to add what he felt like eating. So, he wanted something like a confection, but he was really hungry so he needed something filling. That was something h would have to check the kitchen for, if it was not there, then he would cook it himself, or bake it. It was no problem, he did owe Zeke far more then that. If he wanted, he could have cooked, or baked him an entire dinner, or desert serving. Like the amount they would server guests at a dinner party, no matter how long it took.

"Would you like to eat after the bath sir, or would you like to eat during?" It wouldn't be long until he was done, but if he wanted to soak in the warm bath water, he could leave him and bring back food, with a tray that would balance on the sides of the bathtub, holding it over the water, or he could hold it on a tray himself, whatever he desired he would do. He had thought that before, and that certainly hadn't changed now.

Having been told to actually get him something to eat, he stood, but still waited for his charge to say a bit more, then he would hurry and fix up whatever he could put together. Not just anything, but whatever was the closest thing that matched what Zeke felt like eating now.

Elliot gave a nod to what Zeke said, he would get him something when he came out. "Of course I can do that sir," He referred to the food, and drink he mentioned, he just had to retrieve it from the kitchen, as soon as he was out, and he would know seeing as how he wouldn't be going anywhere until then.

What Zeke said last actually caused Elliot to flinch, as if struck by something; he tried to keep a passive expression, but found himself frowning for just a moment. "I'll assist you when you are ready to get out sir, and help you dry off, and get dressed." There would be no cuddling, he forbid himself to get that close, or to even think about it. "I'll retrieve your food as soon as you are out I will retrieve your food as you wish." It was what he said himself as well.

"Is there...anything else sir?" He was reluctant to talk and hear his charge say anything else that would remind him, but he felt whatever he did he deserved, it was no ones fault but his own.

Elliot grimaced without meaning to at the constant reminders he seemed to get. He really would have ignored any signs of his own hunger, yet another thing he didn't think he deemed himself worthy of having. Not now, not later, he just didn't feel the will to go out and eat something. It didn't matter if it made sense, it was how he felt. Then he had to eat in the same room as his charge, did he just want to keep an eye on him? Was that it? He decided for himself, that had to be it, he just didn't want him out of his site, maybe he thought he would run off.

"Of course sir," He spoke with a small bow, then he turned and hurried off to the kitchen. It took a matter of minutes to arrive.

The first thing Elliot did in the kitchen was get his charges order. The coffee he started on first, then he went about getting that parfait. What would he had for himself? He didn't feel like eating, but it was something his charge wanted, so it was a must, right? Of course, he needed to, had to, do whatever Zeke wanted him to do.

It was difficult, in a way to have to go about things the exact same way with the other staff, but when he saw them he simply smiled, and said whatever seemed appropriate before going back to what he was doing. It was sometime later he was getting the coffee, and the parfait, putting it all on a cart to take to his charges room. While taking up something for himself. It was nothing special, a drink and a sandwich, more then he deserved, then he was on his way back the boys room.

How was it it seemed to take forever to get back to where he started. "Sir," He called to his charge. Setting the cart he had in the room before hurrying to the bathroom. "How are you doing?" He had to check on him, had to be sure he was alright, he owed him much more then that, and felt he could never pay him back.