Little One 2

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“Rene?” it was so quiet, for a moment, he wasn’t sure he had heard his named called out. But when the door of his office creaked softly open, he realized that indeed, he had heard Kaia call out his name. She stood there a second more until he waved at her to come inside. Closing the door carefully behind her, she entered demurely and took a seat in front of his desk.

Immediately Rene noticed her clothing, a dress in a faint, cool red with a stiff, low cut bodice. Alright, he admitted mentally, it wasn’t that low cut, but certainly he had never seen her willingly wear anything that exposed so much of her creamy breasts. It clung in all the right places and exposed only hints of the true flesh beneath it. For a moment he found himself hard pressed to concentrate on whatever Kaia had come to talk about.

“Rene,” she began, fidgeting as he noticed she often did; the small, almost childish habit ruined the image of elegant maturity she tried to convey in all other aspects of her stance and demeanor. “Rene, does the Empress still…” she searched for a word; want seemed too desperate, “wish… for me to… to…” again she struggled for a word. Anything that sprang to mind seemed too vulgar or unseemly. But Rene had gotten the gist of her question and replied first with a kind smile as he inwardly reflected how well Kateri’s little nudges had worked. Now the game was to not reveal that his lady’s actions had been intentional.

“I suppose, but it had been a while. Why, have you changed your mind?” the question had an air of innocent inquiry that belied his extreme amusement at the situation.

“Maybe,” she murmured, wringing her hands in her lap, “I mean, if she sill wants,” the word slipped out, “me. I understand of she doesn’t; there are a lot of people here.” It fell almost too quickly from her mouth. Rene could hardly suppress his laughter. The poor girl had fallen hard, yet he also heard the note of resentment in the last phrase. Feeling slightly cruel, he decided to draw the conversation out.

“Yes, there are. Does that bother you?”

“No, not really. It’s just… there is this one girl,” Kaia blurted then blushed. This was a topic she hadn’t expected to discuss. “I always see her with the Empress. And I’ve seen the way they act around each other, and I can’t help but wonder why the Empress would want me when she had that girl.”

“You mean Jess?” After an affirmative nod, “Jess has been here a little over a year, and yes, she has been with Kateri most of the time. She’s known as the Empress’ favorite, but really, Kateri loves, and likes,” he added when he saw the wide-eyed, flushed expression on Kaia’s face, “each of the people she takes to bed with her in different ways.

It isn’t a question of finding just one person to take joy in, but rather, finding how to take joy in each new person.” A pause filled the air as Rene thought on what he had said. He had never thought it so explicitly, or tried to put into words the philosophy Kateri lived by. He had never discussed it with anyone before, and therefore had never had to find the words to describe why and how Kateri could love and keep so many people frequenting her bed.

Soothed by the explanation, unsure she grasped it entirely, Kaia, settled back in her chair and gave her tired hands a rest.

“So, do you know if she still wants me?”

Torn from his reverie by the question, Rene nearly let it slip that Kateri had been eagerly awaiting this moment but caught himself and replied, “I could ask and find out, of you want me to.”

“Please,” it was whispered. When Rene was sure Kaia wasn’t looking he smiled at her, at how innocently bashful she remained, even after asking him if Kateri would take her to bed.

“Sure,” he relied in a voice as soft as hers. With her eyes still downcast and a blush still fixed on her cheeks, Kaia rose and left his office. When the door was closed, he counted to ten before finally laughing out loud.



Kateri was at her desk. Rene sighed at the realization that he saw more of her back and the back of her head slouched over her desk now than he saw her face.

In the past few months their relationship had changed. Over time she had begun encouraging him to make a move rather than always waiting chastely for her provocation. So it was with new resolve, still inwardly timid, that he approached her chair and rested his hands on her shoulders. He lowered his face until he could press a kiss to the side of her neck. She sighed softly and turned to him.

Kateri looked at Rene and immediately noticed his good mood. She tilted her head back inviting him to continue. Not wasting the opportunity to see Kateri focused on something other than paperwork for once, he kissed his way from the top of her shoulder to her jaw, occasionally nipping at her tender flesh. Kateri moaned appreciatively and would have gladly laid back in her chair and let him continue had it not been for the whispered words he uttered a second later.

“Kaia was asking about you.”

“Really?” Her eyes gleamed and she pulled him close so that he was half sitting on her.

“She wanted to know if you would still have her.”

“What did you tell her?”

“I told her I would ask you,” he chuckled, “She was so nervous that the answer would be ‘no’; I think she really wants you.”

“It’s an improvement on how we started. Tell her yes, in fact, tonight, if you can mange it.”

“Of course. Do you want something to keep you entertained in the meanwhile?” His lips had come very close to her ear now.

“Aha,” it sounded regretful, and Rene almost immediately regretted asking. “Paperwork, and Jess.” She whispered back to him. “There is one thing though, that I am sure could keep you occupied.”

He drew back with his features carefully schooled.

“I do believe Anna’s birthday is very soon, is it not?”

Rene blinked at that; yes, he supposed, the youngest member of the harem was about to come of age. And with that piece of information, he understood what Kateri was about to say.

“I know Anna has been waiting for this, and I do want to make her birthday something of significance.”

“Meaning you have waited almost six years and now you want to fuck her.” He kept his tone light and teasing, and by the identical grin on his mistress’ face, he knew she had not taken offence.

“That’s a bit of a blunter way to put it. I know there was a period she very much wanted to be with me as her sister’s were, but that could have changed. Find out for me, please?”

Rene knew a dismissal when he heard one, and rose to take his leave. He was turning into the harem’s messenger boy and spy. Good thing it amused him.


Short, but it leads up to the next big one.
KaS