hannah_chapter1 | Yes Sir Part Three

Title: Yes Sir Part Three
Author: hannah_chapter
Pairing: Belldom
Rating: 18/NC-17
Summary: AU. Victorian England. Matthew is the son of a lord, Dominic is a young and innocent servant: "The moment Matthew laid eyes on the boy, he knew he had to have him."
Feedback: Makes me do the dance of joy.
Disclaimer: Fake as fake could be.

The tailor puts in the last pin and steps back.

"You can get down now."

Dominic steps off the stool.

"Walk around, let me see how it looks."

He walks up and down the room as Mathew and the tailor look on.

"Very nice." Matthew turns to the other man. "You are to be complimented on your skill."

The tailor bows, accepting the praise.

"Have, shall we shall we say, a dozen suits made up and sent to my father's house. I cannot have my servant wandering around in rags, now can I?"

"Indeed not, sir."

"You can get changed now, Dominic."

Dominic goes behind the screen and changes back into his old suit, his only suit. When Matthew heard his servant had only one good suit (for Sundays) he insisted on bringing Dominic to his tailor and buying him more. They leave the tailor's shop and walk to the carriage waiting outside. Matthew stops so abruptly Dominic almost walks into him.

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what, sir?"

"Why do you slouch when we are in public?"

"I am taller than you, sir."

"Yes, what of it?"

Dominic looks down at his feet and Matthew's expression softens.

"Stand tall and proud, Dominic. You do not have to feel bad because you are taller than me. Almost everyone is and I have learned not to care."

Matthew climbs into the carriage, Dominic follows suit and they travel back to the Bellamy house.

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Months go by and Dominic settles into his new role as Matthew's servant. The work itself is not difficult. His main duty is to attend to his master's day-to-day needs: bringing him his breakfast, hot water to shave, keeping him supplied with fresh clothing, running his errands, that kind of thing. They do well together, for Dominic has always been a hard worker and Matthew is indeed a kind and patient master. Affectionate too, even when they are not in bed. He will often touch or kiss Dominic in passing, but only when he is absolutely certain they are alone, that goes without saying.

In company he is, at best, coldly polite to Dominic. But Dominic does not take offense. He knows Matthew cannot be seen to be too familiar with a servant, especially around his father. To say Lord Bellamy considers servants his inferiors would be an understatement. His Lordship is the kind of aristocrat who does not really consider servants to be people; to him, they are more like pieces of furniture that have learned to walk and talk.

For his part, Dominic must be careful around the other servants and his family. His parents are proud of him and grateful for the extra money but his mother has always been inquisitive by nature and she bombards him with questions about his duties and whether his new master is treating him well. The other servants are no less curious and Dominic fends them off with vague answers. It saddens him sometimes, but he knows he cannot trust anyone with the truth.

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Dominic yawns and stretches. His master is still sleeping beside him. It is Saturday and the house is quiet. The rest of the Bellamy family have gone out, as have most of the servants and Matthew and Dominic have spent the afternoon in bed, as has become their custom when the house is quiet like this. It is a cold and wet day but a fire burns in the grate, the room is warm and Dominic would have been happy to sleep beside his master for at least another hour. But his bladder is full and he cannot ignore it.

He gets out of bed, goes to the bathroom and relives himself. Coming back into the bedroom, he stands beside the bed and looks down at his master. Matthew has rolled onto his side and is running a hand over the empty space beside him, frowning and grumbling to himself - he is searching for Dominic. Smiling, Dominic climbs back into bed and Matthew grunts and wraps himself around the servant. Dominic closes his eyes but opens them again when he realises that, while his master is still asleep, one particular part of his anatomy is not; Dominic can feel it pressing against the back of his thigh.

He turns in his master's arms and kisses his cheek. Matthew does not stir. Dominic nudges him until he is lying on his back. Matthew throws an arm across his face and continues to sleep. Dominic pulls back the bedclothes and takes the master's prick in his hand, stroking it gently. It suddenly occurs to Dominic that, while Matthew has sucked his prick on countless occasions, he has never pressed Dominic to suck his. And Dominic is curious - will he enjoy it? Can he please his master this way? He will find out.

He lowers his head to his master's prick and begins to kiss it, moving slowly, starting at the base and working his way to the tip. Matthew whimpers softly but does not wake, not quite yet. Lowering his head again, Dominic runs his tongue up and down his master's length before taking it in his mouth. Matthew's entire body spasms and he cries out - he has finally woken. He looks down at the servant's head between his legs and moans. Dominic is inexperienced but what he lacks in skill he makes up for in enthusiasm. Matthew falls back against the pillow, closes his eyes again and loses himself in the sensation.

As for Dominic, well, he is enjoying this more than he thought he would. He sucks harder, hearing his master's moans increase in pitch and urgency. He begins to thrust up into Dominic's mouth and Dominic knows he is close to release. But then Dominic feels Matthew's hands on his head, pulling him away.

"Stop, Dominic."

Dominic looks up at Matthew, confused. "It it not good, sir? Am I doing something wrong?"

Matthew pulls him up until they are face to face and kisses him.

"It was wonderful, Dominic. But I do not want to spend myself in your mouth, not today. I want to feel your prick inside me."

Dominic is shocked. "Are you sure, sir?"

"Yes. I want you to fuck me, Dominic."

The servant is nervous but his master has told him to do something and Dominic has been raised to obey. He moves down his master's body and, recalling how Matthew prepared him the first time, spreads his cheeks and flicks his tongue over his master's entrance. Matthew groans in approval and Dominic does it again and then again, becoming more confident with each lick. Then he pushes his tongue inside Matthew's arse, savouring this strange new taste.

Dominic can feel Matthew's thighs trembling as he pulls his tongue out. He sucks his fingers and slides one inside his master. Moving it in and out, he adds a second, feeling for Matthew's prostate. When the master presses down on Dominic's fingers he knows he has hit the target. Matthew's hand fists in the hair on the back of his head and, when he speaks, his voice is tight with need.

"Now, Dominic. Fuck me now."

Dominic wets his prick and presses the tip against Matthew's arse. Taking a deep breath, he pushes forward, sliding all the way in on the first thrust. He bites his lip, there are no words to describe this new sensation - hot and tight, these words are accurate but fall far short of the mark. Bracing himself on his elbows, Dominic begins to thrust. He moves slowly at first but then he feels Matthew's hand on his arse and hears his voice, begging him to go harder, faster, deeper.

And Dominic does. He loses himself in the man beneath him, all thoughts of class division, of masters and servants leaving his mind. There is only this - flesh on flesh, flesh in flesh. He is dimly aware of Matthew sliding a hand between them, frigging himself in time with Dominic's thrusts. Then he hears Matthew scream, feels the master's arse clenching around him and then he is falling over the edge. He collapses against his master and Matthew holds him and murmers in his ear. As soon as he gets his breath back Dominic raises his head.

"Was I good, sir?"

Matthew kisses him gently. "You were better than good, Dominic. You were perfect."

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