Later that day, after a long day of playing with her favorite cousins: Seth and Cameron, Alda Cassidy laid blissfully in the arms of the tall Cameron while she slept. “Um….sir…Cameron? I would’ve carried her.” Seth said sheepishly “I mean I shouldn’t let my little brother strain himself.”

It happened so quickly; Seth didn’t know how it happened. He was pinned up against the wall with absolutely no room to move. He could feel Cameron’s warm breath on his forehead as he was leaning down not quite making it to eye level. “Seth”, he cooed “Seth look at me,” Cameron almost begged, but Seth curled his fingers inward to the point of small trickles of blood laced his palm. “Seth” Cameron whispered again and without thinking Seth looked up, their lips accidentally meeting. He quickly rushed back but having no place to go he sank to the ground. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” he buried his face in his knees.

So much confusion swept over Cameron he couldn’t even figure out how to respond appropriately. He leaned Cassidy against the wall like a perfectly made doll from some ancient painting and reached out to touch Seth. “My dear little se-”, Seth had slapped his hand away, with a thunderous clap or had only sounded like that in Cameron’s head. “ Cameron knightly,” the eyes that came up to stare him in the face was cold, freezing even that made him do an actual shiver as if would rustle his hair, “don’t touch me” Seth stood up flawlessly with full focus, “just because I’m shorter than you, with a few boyish features you believe you could do whatever. You’re worse than your siblings Cameron knightly, At least their honest with their disgust of me, but you. You think you can show me the least bit of kindness and I’ll be your perfect little plaything. Well, your wrong, LITTLE BROTHER!” Seth walked off with sure completely alert, confident footsteps yet nowhere near towards the servant’s quarter. Cameron stared off into the now empty seemingly long corridor. ‘Something’s wrong’ he as dark stains dropped one by one on to his pant leg. Was he crying? He shrugged it off picking up his still soundlessly asleep cousin Alda Cassidy. Seconds later, a few doors down opened, a dim light leaked through the dark corridor “Cameron,” a flawless even in the nude Gabriella purred leaning against the doorway, lazily looking up and down him after she realized who it was.

“I would ask you to join, but sadly children just isn’t my thing”, she smirked as she turned back into the room letting it close behind her. Did she mean Cassidy or Seth?” he wondered as he carried Cassidy to her room.

And then there’s Alexander, almost an adult, spoke only when absolutely necessary, and when he did ( what he couldn’t get across with glares and facial expressions) he made count because of course, he’s the only one of his siblings that could ever have the chance to rise above prince or princess, so while the played their little games and he stored secret after secret of why each and every one of those spoiled little brats didn’t deserve even the name they were born into he would wait and study. He smirked as he walked down to the study just as he was about to open the door, he saw Seth looking slightly out of place. Usually, he would’ve just ignored him like the parasite he was, but something was different, something was …. Off?

“Seth?” he called his name once and usually that is all it would take for anyone once he spoke, also he hated to be ignored, “Seth Oscill!” he called all that mattered yet he still did not turn. After a moment of frustration, he had an idea (he knew more about Seth than he would like to brag. He didn’t harbor hatred the same as the other’s because he did not belong, but because he didn’t belong anywhere, so he called the name he came with.) “Stryard gilbert!” and with that, his head snapped up like someone hearing their name called from a darkness they should not be, and that’s when he saw them…. his pupils. His pupils were almost nearly all red. that’s not good, but it could be considerably worse. “Alexander Leoessa,” an uncharacteristic smirk rose across Seth’s face. “Nice to see you again my friend. Have you missed me?” he smiled as he put his hands in his pocket looking taller than usual as he took large deliberate steps, stopping close enough to reach his and touch Alex if he so chose to.

“Why the hell would I miss you?” Alex spat, igniting a smile from Stryard. “Miss me your only friend the only one you would call brother.” He took a step forward. “The only one you would call your lover.”

“That was the past.” Alex uncharacteristically stumbled as Stryard took another cool step towards him. “It could be now.”

“I have things to do.”

“I can help you achieve.”

For the first time Alex looked at Seth, really looked at him. “Stryard? What about my father? You would betray him?” at that moment Alex became nine once more. “Haven’t you always wanted what was your father’s” Stryard ended with a kiss. Hungrily Alex returned his kiss playfully tickling his tongue with his own. “You know Cameron doesn’t realize it yet, but he wants you.”

Seth smiled against his lips. “Are you going to let someone else play with your toys? You never have before.” He pulled his hand up Alex’s shirt caressing just below his belly button. “Not even your father?” Alex smiled grabbing Seth small butt in his hand pulling him close, forcing a rough kiss on him nearly choking him with his tongue alone. “Yes,” Alex whispered nibbling his ear “you are mine and don’t forget it.”

Later that night, after playing around in the hall they had somehow made it back to Alex’s room, Alex periodically stripping Seth. “I love to see you like this,” he held Seth against the wall by his neck. “The dog of the nobles,” He firmly grabbed Seth’s dick. “No, no don’t look down” he squeezed tighter until he made a small squeal indicating he couldn’t breathe. “Beg,” Alex smiled like the devil’s son as he gently stroked his cock. “Ask for it,” Alex took the hand that was wrapped around Seth’s neck and one finger at a time pulled them in and out of his mouth.