The Love That Should Never Be

It was the tenth day of their deal. Alex came to visit at around ten at night, as usual. He somewhat knew the layout of the Moreau household so he didn't need a servant's help. On his way to James' room he saw a closed door labeled "The Pile". There were rose petals and envelopes sticking out underneath. Alexander knew right away that the room was filled with gifts from James' admirers. He groaned. What am I doing with this guy? He wondered.



A nearby ringing telephone ceased Alex's daydreaming. Elise happened to be close to it so she answered.



"This is the Moreau residence. How may I help you?" she said before her smile quickly vanished. "I told you to stop calling Master James! Don't make me come after you… …Oh, um…Yes, he's here right now," She cupped the phone's microphone and looked at Alex. "Master Alexander, a young lady named Melrose is asking for you."



"…Melrose…?" Alex rushed to the lead maid and she handed him the phone. "H-Hello?"



"So it is true…"



"Wow, it's really you…" the blond sighed in relief. Elise smiled somewhat sadly before giving Alex some privacy. "I haven't heard from you since…you know, what happened…Wait, what's true?"



"Some regulars at your shop told me that you're working for Mr. Moreau now."



"Heh, yeah, but not for long. It's for the million bucks you wanted me to get!"



"You're…really doing it? H-How much do you have so far?"



"One hundred thousand."



"Already? B…But it's only been a week and a half! What on Earth are you doing for him?"



"…L-Let's not talk about that…um…So how are you?"



"Alright, I guess…I…miss you…"



Alexander wasn't stupid. He knew Melrose didn't miss him but the new, richer him. He didn't care, though, as long as she needed him in her life.



"Say, we should go out and celebrate your great progress!"



"W-Well…sure, that'd be great…but…I have a question."



"Yes, sweetie?"



"…W…Why were you calling Jamie?"



"…I…well…Listen, Alex, there's…another reason why I left you…You see…I…" Melrose cleared her throat. "Um…l-let's forget about the whole 'going out' thing. We can wait till New Year's, right?"



"I-I guess…"



"Well, I have to go, so bye!"



She hung up before Alex could interrogate her further. Whatever Melrose was hiding, Alex decided against forcing it out of her due to her obvious discomfort. He had no choice but to wait until New Year's Day…



…



James had just finished playing his beautiful yet desolate music and quietly studying a variety of subjects. When Alexander arrived James grabbed his wrist and dragged him out of his bedroom for their date.



"Want some tea?" James asked when he let go of Alex. 



"…Yeah…sure…" he murmured.



"You don't want to? Alright, we'll just-"



"N-No, no…I…well…" Alexander sighed. "Jamie, why do you like me?"



"Ugh, not this again…"



"Come on, tell me."



"What makes it so difficult for you to believe me?"



"Well, all the things you say and crap you do...With your money and 'experience' I bet it's a breeze for you. Just as long as you get laid, right?"



"Oh, is that what you think?" James snatched Alex's arm and forced him to stop. 



"Wh-Yes​, that's what I think! You're a player, James. If it wasn't for your money, that's all you'd be famous for." 



"B…But-"



"I don't wanna hear it. Let go."



After having a brief staring contest the young heir released his guest. 



"You're making it really ​hard for me to like you," he said.



…



James led Alex to the mansion's garden. Alex stared in awe at the humongous jungle-like greenery. It was filled with unique colorful flowers and draping vines. There are orange spherical paper lanterns scattered throughout the area. At its entrance there was a round glass table with Elise, who was holding a tall porcelain teapot, standing in front of it. There was a matching tea set for two on the table. James and a distracted Alexander sat down before Elise poured their tea. James blew on the hot beverage before taking a sip. Alex took his cup but didn't lift it from its saucer. He was still bothered by the incident earlier that day. While James was drinking he looked inquisitively at his date.



"…Melrose called," Alex spoke up for the first time in a while. He was staring at the tea cup while tapping it nervously with his finger. James paused. He groaned before placing it back on its saucer.



"What, again? Jeez, can't that woman take a hint?" James pinched the bridge of his nose.



"What does she want with you…?"



"Who knows?" the heir said disinterestedly before noticing how much this bothered Alex. "Look, she's just another girl I want nothing to do with. Don't worry, I won't try anything."



"…So that's why she left…" Alexander muttered darkly, tightening his grip on his tea cup. Elise cringed. James bit his bottom lip as he mentally scolded himself.



"A-Alice…I didn't mean…"



"Will she even want me back when this is over…?"



"I…" James didn't know how to respond. Alex's armor was beginning to sport cracks. Melrose had more of an effect on him than James realized. 



"Oh, I should go check up on the girls!" Elise said suddenly. "They can't ever seem to focus when I'm not around. Please excuse me."



The lead maid placed the caldron on the table and bowed before quickly reentering the house. She left the two men alone in a heavy, silent atmosphere. 



"…I think I understand why you're so hard on me," James broke the silence. "It's Melrose, isn't it?"



"What are you talking about?"



"The way she left you was hurtful, yeah? Especially since you loved her for so long…You're building a wall around yourself to keep anyone else from doing the same."



"…No…No, you don't know her like I do."



"Listen to me! I've met girls like her and they're bad news. She's just using you!"



"Pot meet kettle…"



"…Alright. I see you drive a hard bargain," James placed his hand on Alex's and smiled. "How about we seal the deal tonight?"



"…T-Tonight?"



"I'll make sure that you won't have any more doubts," the heir said before lifting Alex's hand and kissing it. Alexander's cheeks reddened as he pulled away. Before he could escape James stood and planted his hands on Alex's chair's arms. Once he passed his initial shock Alex grabbed James by the shoulders. He used brute strength to force the man onto the table behind him. James' eyes widened but he didn't fight back. He was both curious about and looking forward to what Alex planned to do next. The blond merely wanted to stop James in his tracks so he didn't have anything in mind...at first. After resting his forearms on either side of James, Alex's face lowered until it was leveled with the heir's and kissed his neck. He did it again...and again...He couldn't stop. He felt James' reaction poke him. He decided to take things further and suck on the last area he kissed. He heard James groan out of pleasure instead of discomfort. That pervert... But Alex realized that he was hearing  and feeling a man's arousal...and...he didn't mind as much as he had thought...Let's see how the heir felt about Alex leaving his mark on him first...



He wasn't given enough time to do so as Elise nearly knocked the garden entrance door off its hinges.



"It turns out that they're doing just fine without me!" she announced before speed-walking to the table. "Who wants some more tea?"



Alex freed James and sat back down, afraid to think of how far he would've gone if Elise didn't interrupt. The young heir returned to his seat in a huff. 



"Elise…you have the worst timing…" James said, annoyed. Elise giggled as she picked up the teapot and poured some of its contents into James' almost empty cup.



"You wanted Master Alexander to take advantage of you?" she whispered in James' ear as she poured. "That was going to happen if I didn't interfere."



"I had no idea, o wise one," James hissed.



…



"You like flowers, don't you? We have all kinds of them here."



"…I'm not even going to ask how you know that…" Alex said while walking into the humongous garden with his two tagalongs.



"What, you didn't tell me? Well, whatever," James followed him but was stopped by Elise. One of the servants had said something to her and she called for her master worriedly.



"Master James, Lady Abigail wishes to speak to you…" she said. James closed his eyes and cursed his mother's name. He checked to see Alex's location; the blond stopped a few feet into the garden and started staring at purple bellflowers. "Hey, Alice! I have some business to take care of! Don't go any further than where you are now!"



"Why?"



The blond's question was answered by a loud, menacing roar from a distance. Alexander flinched and searched frantically for the source of the sound. James remained unfazed. 



"That's why."



…



"James, there you are. Have a seat."



Abigail Moreau looked up from a pile of documents glanced at the chair across from her at her desk. James reluctantly sat down and crossed his arms. He was upset that she was cutting into his time with Alex.



"Make this quick, Abigail."



"I've heard from the maids that you've been spending a substantial amount of time with that Alex boy," she said while reading. "I thought I told you to stay away from him."



"And I thought I told you that I'm helping him out of a bind so I can't," James' eyes narrowed.



"Since when did you care about other people's welfare?"



"Don't start."



"Hmph...So what kind of bind?"



"He needs some cash to convince his girlfriend to come back to him."



"Well, that explains the peculiar withdrawals you've been making as of late…" Abigail said. "You're referring to Melrose, correct? The same girl who's been harassing you the past few days? I remember her mentioning her ex a few times."



"Yup, that's the one…and will you stop eavesdropping on my conversations?!"



"Oh, you do the same thing."



"And guess who I learned it from?" James sneered before Elise came into the room with Alex.



"Lady Abigail, Master Alexander wishes to speak to you."



Alex walked to James' side and searched desperately for something to focus on instead of Abigail's cold blue eyes. James turned to look at him, wondering what he wanted.



"Alexander...?" said Abigail. "So you're the one who brainwashed my son."



"H-Huh...?" Alex shook his head. "No, I'm not...He chose to help me...He had to practically twist my arm to get me to cooperate. I don't want him to be in trouble because of me..."



"Yeah, don't blame him for the decisions I made!" James said.



"I'll have you know," Abigail continued, ignoring her son, "that he is the next to receive the family fortune. In order to do that he'll need to have a child of his own. I will not allow a commoner like you to stand in the way of that. Now...whatever phase you're going through, James, please end it quickly. You're giving me a headache."



"...Phase..." James repeated.



"If you'll excuse me, I have to get back to work."



"...Funny that you should mention your 'work', woman. That of all things should tell you that you're in no position to judge my boyfriend!"



"Boyfriend...?" Alex murmured. He actually said it out loud...



The word evidently got to Abigail as well. She was trembling and on the verge of snapping but remained quiet. James wanted to feel victorious but something felt off...



…



"She's quite the charmer, yeah?" James said sullenly once the couple returned to the garden. Alex was still surprised that the heir defended him from such a frightening woman. "So yeah, um...the way the money comes in...It's not exactly something I'm proud of."



"So...you're afraid of turning into your mom because of what she does, not who she is."

And since you called her condescending and greedy, that ship kinda sailed anyway... Alex thought. 



"Bingo," James nodded. "It's sickening. And she doesn't even bat a fucking eye!"



"If you feel that way then why are you working to take over?"



"Maybe if I'm in charge I can make some changes… y'know, start legal businesses that won't put the family's name in jeopardy."



"Wow…that's actually pretty noble of you…Like…when you stood up for me back there…and called me your…b-boyfriend…"



"…Oh. D-Did I say that?" James looked away and rubbed the back of his neck. "That sorta just came out…" he realized seconds later how bad that sounded. "N-Not that I was lying! ...Y'know… i-if you still think that."



Another brief silence ensued between the two men. Alex started to regret shooting down James' attempts at showing affection. Even though the young heir probably said what he did to irritate Abigail, he still risked his future position for Alex. His love was unusual, but genuine.



"Oh! Um…I never answered your question," said James.



"Huh?"



"You wanted to know why I like you. Well…" James lifted Alexander's face by the chin, "you're cute beyond words…trustworthy…kind…se-"



"I like you too," Alex admitted with a smile, shutting James up. 



… 



James situated himself on his bedside as he fiddled with a few assorted things, placing them neatly on the bedside where he would previously put money out for Alex to focus on. Said blond stood nervously in the doorway, the scene looking fairly reminiscent to their first sexual encounter. Of course, there was a huge difference this time around; this time, it was the real deal.



Finished with setting up, the young heir turned his attention to the blond, who blushed as their gazes met, shifting his weight nervously to the other side. James smiled softly and stood, slowly approaching the smaller male, watching his gaze fall farther to the floor with every step.



"Alice, do you plan on standing in the doorway all night? If so, I don't mind pinning you to the frame and screwing you there."



Alex blushed harder and gave James a look, making the darker haired male chuckle as he watched his counterpart march angrily to the bed. The heir shook his head and followed.



"Jamie… What's this for?" The blond asked, picking up a small bottle of red liquid. He shook it a bit, noticing how it moved rather slowly, like honey. "Oh… It's another jelly, huh?"



James grinned and shook his head, taking the bottle.



"No, actually. This is for you specifically," The dark haired male started undressing himself, rather slowly, in an attempt to prolong Alex's awkwardness and tease him a bit as well. When fully nude, he sat on the bedside and opened the bottle, then handed it to Alexander. A lecherous grin grew across the heir's face as Alex started blankly, his face crimson, at James' crotch.



"W… What do you want me t-to do… exactly?" Alex muttered, not moving his gaze. James chuckled and took Alex's hand, pulling him closer. The blond yipped softly when he was pulled down to his knees.



"I want you to put that on me, and acquaint yourself with your new friend. That red liquid is actually a type of candy, and it's your favorite flavor: strawberry. It's to take the edge off of things a bit. Think of it as… a lollipop."



…Alex suddenly remembered when James visited the candy shop the other day. He stared disbelievingly in front of him. Surely James wasn't being serious?



Wait… It was James. Of course he was serious.



With a sigh, Alexander unscrewed the small bottle and dipped a finger in, tasting the candy first. It tasted really sweet, but wasn't overly sugary, and mimicked fresh strawberries. The blond shifted his eyes to and from the bottle and James' member before sighing again and pouring a bit of the liquid into his hand. He took a breath and with a shaky hand, started to slowly stroke the heir. James leaned back a bit, sighing softly as the warmth of Alex's hand combined with the sticky candy sent shivers over his groin and up his spine. He watched the blond carefully, more particularly watched his mouth, unconsciously staring at his soft, pink lips, wanting to feel them in place of his hand. After a while, James grew inpatient.



"Alice, use your mouth," He said softly but sternly. Alex looked up at him, blushing deeply. He saw the gaze in James' eyes, knowing full well the darker haired male wanted it done now, and it wasn't an option. Reluctantly, he touched his tongue to the head first, rather awkwardly licking around it, barely touching. James huffed softly and lifted his hips a bit, pressing his member against Alex's lips. The blond moved back and glared up at him, obviously pissed.



"What?" said James. "You're going too slow."



"Well excuse me for not being a pro at giving men blow jobs!"



James bit his lip in an attempt to keep himself from laughing at the other, but he failed. Alexander huffed and sat back on his legs, crossing his arms.



"I'm glad to know you find this funny," he growled.



"I don't. I found what you said funny. I find this, the way you're acting, cute. Now…take off your clothes."



The blond blushed and glanced up to James.



"D-Do I have to already? I mean, we haven't really done anything yet, so…" 



James leaned forward and softly rubbed the blond's back, going lower until he reached the hem of his shirt.



"It'll help you relax more," James answered before yanking the top off of the blond. Alex blushed again and sighed. He hated the way James was ordering him around, but he knew there was no turning back, and he didn't really have a choice. Besides, he was sort of enjoying the way he started pulling his clothes off. The smaller male stood, going to his pants, but James stopped him and moved his hands away, undoing them himself. He slowly pulled both the man's pants and boxers off at once, letting them fall to the floor. Alex stood as James' perverted smile crept across his lips once more.



"That's much better, right?" James cooed. Alex stayed quiet. A softer smile graced the heir's lips, taking both of Alex's hands. "Come on, it'll be fine. You'll lose yourself quite quickly if you give this a chance."



Alexander decided, since this wasn't an option anyway, to get back on his knees and busy himself with James' manhood once again. This time, however, he gripped the bottom of his shaft with one hand and took a considerable length of the heir into his mouth, taking the other by surprise. James shivered as he felt the sudden slick warmth of Alex's mouth around him, the blond pacing himself as he picked up a rhythm. As he got used to the feeling, he allowed himself to go further, his eyes beginning to fall shut as he found himself enjoying the feeling. The strawberry taste started to fade, and a soft pink hue dusted his cheeks as he found himself liking James' taste a bit more.



James ran his fingers softly through the blond's hair, trying his hardest not to tug at the soft locks. His opposite hand dug into the sheets as he felt his body heat up, his skin tingling as the blond sent him through wave after wave of pleasure. What made this blow job so much better than any others, he couldn't begin to explain at that moment. Maybe it was because of who he was getting it from; instead of some random girl off the street, it was someone he actually cared for and wanted.



The darker haired male cried out softly as his body was suddenly wracked with pleasure. The sudden explosion into the blond's mouth made him wince and cough a bit, spitting the heir's essence onto the floor. James blushed as he realized how fast and hard he came just from thinking of the blond. He cleared his throat and caught his breath, shaking off his embarrassment.



"Alice, that's really rude of you," he teased, reaching down between his legs and under the smaller male's chin, lifting his face to meet his gaze. Alex's face was tinted a pretty shade of deep pink, making James chuckle. "Aren't you precious…"



The blond huffed and knocked his partner's hand away, getting to his feet.



"That was simply disgusting. Thanks, really," Alex sneered as he wiped his mouth. James laughed and shrugged.



"What did you want me to do, hold it in and piss it out later? Sorry, can't control it."



Alexander rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, shifting his weight on his left. He said something but James didn't hear, as he was too focused on the subtle curves of Alex's hips, and his flat yet oh-so-soft tummy. The blond noticed the heir's stare and blushed again, snapping his fingers in front of his face. James jumped a bit and blinked, confused as to why Alex looked so annoyed.



"Would you please pay attention? I'd like to get this over with…" the blond groaned. James smiled and grabbed the smaller male's wrist, pulling him onto the bed. Alex blushed but didn't crawl away or stop the heir; James turned him over and softly caressed his ass, making the blond shiver. The darker haired man reached under the blond's body, softly pumping his member as his thumb teased his hole. Alex blushed and softly tugged at the sheets, his body thrusting into James' hand against his own will, but he didn't stop himself. He was enjoying the feeling too much to care what was going on anymore. That was, until he felt a finger sink into him. He froze a bit, beginning to grow nervous. James smiled and softly rubbed his back, making the blond sigh. He knew he shouldn't stop his companion; he didn't want to be unfair due to his actions on the table in the garden. However, being the one doing it and being the one having it done to were two completely different things. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine himself with Melrose to pacify himself… Undressing her with his imagination...smelling her sweet perfume… Her soft, supple breasts… Her hard, long shaft deep in-…



Alexander groaned and stuffed his face in a pillow, blushing profusely. It was no use, feeling a finger inside of him was the complete opposite of what he wanted. He sighed again and relaxed, getting used to the feeling again. James noticed and slid a second finger in, making the blond wince a bit, moaning softly against the pillow. The darker haired male grinned and moved his digits deeper, making Alex arch into the bed a bit and moan louder, away from the pillow.



"You look ready… How do you feel?" James asked.



Alex sighed and squeezed the pillow then nodded.



"I feel as good as I can… I-I'm ready."



James nodded and pulled away, quickly situating himself behind the blond. Alex panicked and sat up, making the heir fall back.



"A-Aren't you moving a bit quickly?" Alexander stammered. James stared at him in disbelief before shaking his head.



"Either get on all fours or start riding me. The choice is yours."



Alex blushed deeply, staring at the other male, before resuming his position on the bed.



"Thank you," James smirked and roughly pulled Alexander's ass up against his hardened shaft, making the younger male jump.



"Jamie, honestly…"



"Calm down, I'm teasing. I'll be gentle, Alice."



Again, Alex sighed and settled against his pillow. He simply wanted this night over with. James positioned himself and started to slide inside the blond, making him wince and groan a bit.



"Does it hurt?" James asked, both curious and a bit worried. Alex shook his head and relaxed.



"Not really, it's just a bit uncomfortable… like this whole situation."



"You don't seem uncomfortable," James smirked.



Alexander rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time.



"I can assure you, I am. Can we not talk during this?"



"I like talking. Takes the edge off," James cooed as he slid in deeper, shivering as the younger male's tight heat took over the greater of his senses. He started to thrust, moving slowly but deeply, until Alex started to pull away.



"Alice, move again and I'll tie you down!" he growled, obviously annoyed with the blond.



"Well I'm sorry I'm not one of your many whores, used to this shit!" the blond bit his lip as he felt James tense behind him. There was an uncomfortable silence between the two, and then a soft chuckle escaped the heir's lips, calming the blond.



"Dear, sweet Alice. You don't understand, do you?" he mumbled, leaning over the blond's body and turning him slowly onto his back. "You're nothing like them."



Alex blushed and watched the male move inside him again, blushing as his body picked up James' rhythm and started to move with him. The blond relaxed and gave in, tugging at his pillow as he started to enjoy the feeling. It wasn't so horrible… It actually felt pretty good when he got used to it, and it helped that James knew what he was doing. Alexander started to arch a bit from the bed, moaning softly as James started to hit the right spots. The darker haired male smiled and let himself relax as well, moving more naturally knowing that his lover was comfortable. They began to lose themselves in the feeling, James moving quicker and Alex moaning more freely as he watched the heir's body melt with his. The two locked eyes for a moment. As James began to move toward the blond's body, softly caressing his cheek as their lips grew nearer to one another, a knock sounded on the bedroom door, snapping both of their attention to the noise.



"Master James, it's time for supper," Elise's chipper voice rang out. James groaned and continued thrusting, ignoring the maid. Alex blushed and tried to say something, but James covered his mouth with a hand before his lips even formed words. He thrust harder, making the blond arch higher and moan loudly against his hand.



"Master James?" Elise called out again, reaching for the doorknob.



"I heard you, Elise! I'm busy!" James yelled back, trying his hardest to sound natural.



"Are you sure, Master James? Your mother is downstairs waiting for you, after all."



James rolled his eyes, growing impatient. He wanted his maid gone.



"I'm sure, Elise!" He shouted, the annoyance evident in his tone.



"Well, alright. I'll let Lady Abigail know you aren't coming down tonight."



James mouthed "thank you" and uncovered the blond's mouth. Alex let out a soft sigh, glad as well that the maid had left. They resumed where they were just before the voice returned.



"Oh, and just so you know…the walls are thin, Master James."



The two males froze, staring at the door, as an awkward silence settled in and they heard the soft tapping of heels moving away. They stayed this way for a long moment, unsure if they should continue.



"Um, Jamie, I…"



"Don't say a word," James mumbled, moving from the blond and grabbing a robe from beside his bed. The blond blushed and covered himself with the heir's sheets.



"… Okay, then what should…?"



"Quiet."



Another awkward pause. James stared out his window, sighing deeply. Alexander looked around the room, not sure what to do.



"Alright… We'll just… continue next time," the blond watched as James made his way to his closet and picked out something to wear for the night. "I… should get dressed and…"



"Yes."



The blond nodded and quickly gathered his clothes, threw them on messily, grabbed his belongings and rushed out of the heir's room. James shook his head and softly massaged his temples, sighing again.



"Why Elise…? Just…why?" he mumbled to himself, hitting his head softly against the wooden doors of his closet.