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Virgin Heart Ch.1-Pt.4

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            Atros nodded before asking, "Would you like a glass of zeck or champagne –?"

             "Neither, I would like port." The stranger plucked at the fingers of his gloves one at a time. "A bottle of your highest quality, if you please." He dropped one leather glove with a snap onto the small table. "As well as a bottle of seltzer water – you won't mind that, will you?"

            Rory started when he realized the question had been directed at him. There was a panicked moment when his eyes darted from the guest's stoic features to the master of the Teahouse. Atros was glaring at him through the corner of his eyes, answer the question.

             "That's just fine, whatever you want is just fine . . ." Rory's voice puttered out and his weak attempt at a smile slipped into something more of a grimace. His eyes returned to the carpet. The stranger turned back to Atros, seemingly ignoring the child's statement.

             "Then two glasses for the port and one for the water." He dropped his second glove next to the first. The master of the Teahouse gave a stiff bow and was turning to the door when the stranger spoke again. "Oh, yes, there's one more thing," there was something of a sneer in his voice then, "I expect the quality of said port to match the price you put on it." With that, the stranger turned from the two and strode to one of the tall windows. Atros's eyebrow twitched. Rory could see from his carefully controlled features that the master was not pleased with being spoken to like a mindless servant. His eyes jerked from the guest's back to the young whore.

            He took a sharp step towards the boy. Rory winced when Atros's hand darted to his shoulder. The master leaned close to Rory's ear, whispering sharply, "This man is a very wealthy businessman and a highly respected politician." The boy could feel his grip tighten until it made his shoulder ach, "You are to do anything he asks of you without question and try to make his stay as pleasurable as possible. If for whatever reason he doesn't return . . ." Atros straitened. Rory wilted under the dangerous glint in his eyes, I'm holding you responsible. The boy couldn't suppress the fearful shudder that darted through his shoulders. The Master of the Teahouse swept out the door, closing it behind him with a sharp click.
I submitted on Sunday, like I promised. Here you go!

The first line makes me laugh so much, mostly because it's based off of an actual conversation between my parents and a friend of ours.

"Do you like white wine or red-"
"Neither, I like rum."

And it seems only fitting that Atros should try to offer these light, bubbly white wines, and what does Reed want? Port; strong, red, and with about 20% more alcohol content.

Btw, I'm not advocating drinking, underage or otherwise. It just used as a light plot device.


Feel free to critique it seriously or just leave your lovely fan-girl squeals.

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