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Lilliane was very smart, he noticed many small things about people and places. Of course he boasted about having such a large amount of intelligence, but even with all the things he learned, his brain wasn't able to understand such complex things like Sinclair. And all he knew of Sinclair, was that he was an annoying butler Lilliane couldn't get rid of. He hated Sinclair, wanting nothing to do with him or even know he was alive.
Sinclair was just as smart as Lilliane was, even smarter due to his fully developed brain. However, unlike Lilliane, he wasn't as gullible or easy to manipulate. As his personal butler, Sinclair vowed to protect and serve Lilliane for as long as he lived. But being Sinclair, he was obsessed, obsessed with ruining and defiling the small boy, doing anything to make Lilliane his. This afternoon, he was going to make it happen.
Sinclair walked around the halls of Lilliane's castle, his footsteps echoed on the marble floor, the glass cups clinking slightly against the tray he held in his gloved hands. He made his way towards Lilliane's room, now holding up the tray with one hand, he knocked on the door three times.
"My lord, may I come in?"
Lilliane groaned when he heard those words, he hated whenever Sinclair entered his room, or even anyone. He wanted to spend all his time alone, looking in the mirror and reading, he could never let his appearance falter, and if he was distracted by other people, especially his butler, he would never know if his hair or accessories were out of place.
"Yes, Sinclair."
He never wanted to say that, but Sinclair would stay by the door until he said yes or came out, and he hated his presence too much to let that happen. ("then why'd he let him in?" shut up.) Sinclair entered the room with a slight grin on his face, closing the door behind him and bringing the tray to the table him and Lilliane most chatted at. "Come, It's time for tea." He spoke, fixing the chair for Lilliane to sit at, yet he scoffed and glared at the butler, turning around in his current seat and crossing his arms. "What is with you and tea time recently? You always want to have it at this time! I don't even like tea."
"Your father is to blame for this one, he says having tea would be quite healthy for a growing boy such as yourself." A white lie, one anyone could see through, even Lilliane, but he didn't say anything. Lilliane reluctantly got up and sat on the chair in front of the tea set and Sinclair, watching as his hands poured the hot tea into the cups, placing one before him and the boy. "Drink up, I worked hard on this." Sinclair's eyes looked deeply at Lilliane, taking a long sip of his own tea.
Lilliane looked at the tea with disgust, not wanting to drink a single drop, but he didn't want to seem rude, so he picked up the cup and drank it. Surprisingly, he enjoyed the taste, but he didn't want Sinclair to know. He pretended to not like it of course, but the butler didn't care if he liked it or not. Once he drank enough tea, Sinclair was sure to have his way. He had been practicing on how to play out his little plan, and this time he had perfected it.
"It's always terrible, can't you make another recipe that's better than this?" Lilliane spouted, making Sinclair chuckle. "You will always say it's terrible, no matter what I put in it. How would you feel if I brought pastries along with me?" Lilliane sipped more of the tea, but stopping once he mentioned pastries. Delicious pastries, one of Lilliane's many weaknesses, he would always drool by even hearing the name of any cake or cookie, it's the only child attribute he indulged himself in. "I would hate it even more! How dare you mention such a disgusting word?!" He yelled, slamming the tea cup against the table gently, seeing Sinclair's stupid grin, making him even more angry.
"Well, my lord, I have seen you eat cakes multiple times! How am I supposed to know you hate them so much?" Sinclair tilted his head, smiling at the prince's flushed face. Lilliane huffed, drinking the rest of the tea out of anger, putting his head on the table to show how upset he was. "My lord, take your head off the table. You know it's impolite." Sinclair announced, making Lilliane put his elbows on the table as well. "Take them off the table, don't make me force you." Lilliane didn't listen to the butler, Sinclair getting a bit frustrated with him. He got up and picked up the small boy, Lilliane would usually flail around if anyone touched him, but he only winced. "... My lord? Is everything alright?" Sinclair asked, a fake concern lacing his voice. "Mhhngh... Silence... Just tired..." Sinclair brought Lilliane to his couch, laying him down gently. "Rest my lord, I'll take care of you."
Sinclair waited a minute, watching Lilliane closely as he fell into a deep sleep, he was glad it had worked. Watching the little boy unknowingly drink the tea was exhilarating, he couldn't wait to get his hands on him. As Lilliane slept, Sinclair's gloves came off, hesitating to touch the boy's soft skin. His fingers grazed the supple thigh, slowly caressing it with his whole hand, gliding up and down his skin, playing with the opening of his shorts. He leaded up, unbuttoning his shorts and taking off his other accessories, the only clothing he left on was an untied wine red shirt, opened enough to see his tummy and chest. He looked at Lilliane's thin pale body, Sinclair's hands shook, the sight of him was too much to bear, he could feel himself getting hot, the more he looked at the boy, the more aroused he became.
His hand's immediately touched his chest, opening the shirt more to see his light pink nipples, Sinclair let out a sigh of content and grazed his finger tips against them. He leaned forward and let his tongue lick the small buds, circling around and lightly sucking it, the neglected nipple was soon played with, Sinclair's fingers rubbing and pinching it, softly enough to not wake Lilliane. The taste of the boy's cute nipples was too much to bear, Sinclair wanted to bite them and squeeze hard enough until he sees blood, but he stopped sucking and lifted up before his thoughts would get too violent.
His eyes trailed down to the in-between of Lilliane's thigh's, along with his hand, seeing the boy's cute cunt made Sinclair's dick almost tear through his pant's. His eye's were wide with lust, his finger gliding to the young folds, Lilliane was dry, but Sinclair was very prepared for that. He leaned back down and opened the boy's legs to rest on his shoulders, he let his tongue out again to lick the boy's pussy, leaning forward as his wet tongue explored in between the folds, teasing the clit with his teeth and pushing against the small hole. He sucked and flicked all around his cunt, letting some of the unconscious slick drip out, making Sinclair shiver with pleasure. The taste of the young boy's fluids mixing with his saliva was making him go wild, he kept making out with Lilliane's warm private's as if it were his last meal.
Once Sinclair felt his cunt become wet enough, his toyed around with his clit, watching his legs shake a bit before getting up and letting Lilliane's legs rest above his thighs, he unbuttoned his pants, freeing his aching cock from the tight confines. His member rested on the boy's pussy, twitching by feeling the warmth and wetness of it, Sinclair didn't want to fully envelope himself in the boy just yet, he lightly thrusted, gliding his cock back and forth on the youngers cunt, holding his thighs still as he teased himself. He could feel the warmth building inside him, and he didn't want to wait too long before fucking the boy. He pressed his thumb onto his dick, pushing it down into his folds, he took in a deep breath before pushing the tip in.
His breathing was erratic, finally being inside Lilliane gave him an achievement no one else could have. He relished in the feeling, closing his eyes and focusing on his cock being in such a tight space, he worried about no being able to fully push himself in, but he'd make a way for that to happen. He moaned quietly, gripping onto Lilliane's hips as he slowly inched his way inside, but before getting past an inch, he heard a whimper. His eyes widened as he saw Lilliane's face all flushed and with a hurt expression, he was slowly waking up. Sinclair's plan was to drug the boy and fuck him, once he was done he was going to put him in his pajamas and back to bed, but now that he's waking up, what was Sinclair going to do?
Lilliane felt an immense pain in his private area, his eyes slowly opening as he winced and whined, he felt Sinclair's hands on his waist, wondering if it was him who was causing such a great pain. As he looked at Sinclair, his eyes moved down, seeing he was almost fully naked with Sinclair's thick cock inside him. His eyes widened and he gasped in shock, he tried to move back but Sinclair's hands were now gripping him tightly, pulling him more onto his cock. Lilliane yelped, feeling such a big thing force it's way into him was a terrible feeling, his small hands tried to hit at Sinclair's, but Lilliane wasn't very skilled in physical education. "S-Stop it! This instant.. Aggh! It.. It hurts!" He yelled, making Sinclair thrust into him, his tight pussy was ruined by such a large object, he screamed for help, but that only made Sinclair shove a hand onto his mouth.
"Shut up! Don't make a sound... You weren't supposed to wake up... So be quiet until I'm finished with you..." Sinclair said sinisterly, lowing himself closer to the boy, he started to thrust out of his cunt, and back inside, repeating this process and listening to Lilliane's muffled moans and whimpers. "Tight... Lilliane, how could you hide such a tight pussy away from me?" Lilliane's eyes started to water, the disgusting words this man said were almost vomit inducing, he tried to claw at Sinclair's hand, unable to breathe from the blocked air way. Sinclair took his hand away and grabbed his tie, undoing it and wrapping it around the boy's mouth before he could speak, allowing him to breathe through his nose but keeping him quiet. "I told you to stay quiet... Don't make it worse." He grabbed Lilliane's wrists and pinned them above his head, keeping him from taking the tie off, his other hand gripped harder on his hip, allowing him to thrust a bit harder than before.
"Ah, Lilliane... I've always wanted to do this to you..." He said in a whisper between grunts, a terrible smile creeping onto Sinclair's face as he inched closer to the boy's cervix. Lilliane couldn't stop crying, through blurry vision he could see his stomach growing a bit each time his butler pounded into him, he was going to be sick. Sinclair noticed this and pressed down on the little bulge, making Lilliane squirm and whimper louder. "Look, you're starting to enjoy it, My lord..." Sinclair couldn't be more wrong, the boy tried to wiggle off to the side, feeling a burning sensation down his throat. As Lilliane gagged and tried to keep the feeling down, Sinclair noticed he was about to throw up, he let go of his hands and turned him over, letting his chest lay on the arm of the couch. Lilliane quickly took off the tie and vomited onto the floor, Sinclair's hand stroking the boy's back, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "You don't like my cock being deep inside you, Lilliane? You should get used to it..." His hand's travelled to the front of Lilliane's shirt, touching his soft skin and drifting over the perky nipples.
Lilliane's body twitched as the butler touched his skin, his soft fingers playing with the small buds as the boy sobbed and pleaded. "S-Stop... I d-demand you to... Gah.. Stop..." Sinclair thrusted inside again, squeezing Lilliane's nipples as he started to fuck him again, his hot breath fanning against Lilliane's neck. "I need to stay inside you, Lilliane... How else am I supposed to breed you? We'd make such beautiful children, My lord..." Sinclair grinding against him, their bodies so close together as they shared each others warmth. Lilliane was going to vomit again, he tried to grip onto the couch's arm and pull himself away from the butler, but his grip was too strong, especially when playing with his soft nipples, it was making the younger more weak. "I don't.. Ngh- No! I don't want... ugly children... You'd make them- Ah.. look like.. F-Frogs!" Lillaine let out a sharp yelp, Sinclair's tip was now touching his cervix, as soon as he felt it, he was pounding into Lilliane like he was nothing but a toy. "You should have more respect for me, Lilliane... I'm going to give you my children no matter what you say." Sinclair's hand's gripped back onto the boy's small hips, thrusting him back and forth, chasing his climax.
"I- I would never respect you f-for this! Guh.. S-Stupid butler... N-Nothing but garbage! Ah-!" Lilliane's words hit deep into Sinclair, but not in the way where he was upset, Sinclair was obsessed with the way the boy degraded him, humping the small child a bit more. "O-oh, am I? Please my lord, do tell me how I am useless to you..." Sinclair's voice shook, he was so close to cumming in the younger, he just needed that push of harsh words. 'I- ..Ah! I hate you-! S-Stop this! I h-hate you, Sinclair! Disgusting... You're a d-disgusting man! It-! It hurts! G-Gross pig!" Lilliane sobbed, his body crumbling beneath the butler. Sinclair, was sweating on the boy, moaning just as much as he did, he was getting louder, signaling his near orgasm. "Oh yes! Y-Yes my lord! I'm just a pig, a disgusting pig all for y-you!" Sinclair hugged the boy's body, bruising his cervix with how rough he was being. Lilliane yelled out in pain, realizing his words were making things worse, he put his hands down to try and hit Sinclair off of him, but he was too focused on fucking a baby into the younger. "Lilliane, L-Lilliane! I'm cumming... I'm going to give you my child!" Lilliane shook, there was nothing he could do to stop Sinclair, he just cried and begged him to stop.
As a few more thrusts were given to the boy, Sinclair hugged him tighter and released himself inside, letting out a loud moan as his hot thick cum filled Lilliane's womb. His body was shaking and sweaty, collapsing onto the smaller. The boy huffed as Sinclair's large body came down onto him, feeling his cock still inside and that strange wetness in him was going to make him vomit again. "Get off... I order you.." Lilliane said weakly, too weak to push himself up on his own, Sinclair obeyed, getting off and out of him. He spread the boys thighs and looked at his sweet cunt, dripping with his cum and slick, he put a thumb to his clit, rubbing it around softly. "So cute... The way you shake when I do this..." Lilliane shivered and groaned, his pussy ached from the rough fucking, his light pink bud being played with was humiliating, it was making him feel even stranger. "Stop it... I-It's weird..." Sinclair ignored his pleas, watching the boy whimper and sniffle from his crying. "Don't worry my dear, we'll take a nice hot bath right after this..." Sinclair leaned in and licked at the boy's cunt, lapping up his own cum he put in him, lifting up his thighs to access more of him. Lilliane moaned, this feeling was terrible to him, he felt as if Sinclair was going to eat him, he tried to kick at the butler, but he only felt tapping on his back.
Sinclair moaned into the boy's pussy, sucking at his clit and relishing at the taste. "Mhmm... My lord, you taste so good... So sweet and innocent.." Lilliane gagged, gripping onto the couch to keep himself from breaking again, he seethed and shook with disgust, wanting nothing to do with this man anymore. As he continued to lick his cunt, Lilliane felt a certain sensation that made his stomach turn, the lapping of Sinclair's tongue was disgusting, but the feeling was even more terrible, he didn't want this sensation to come out, but he was very weak. "Sinclair... S-Stop... It's weird! Stop..." Sinclair's thumb rubbed his clit, his tongue flicking inside his hole, slurping up his slick. Lilliane muffled his moans into the couch, his weakness getting the best of him, letting out that feeling with a loud whimper. Sinclair felt the boy orgasm into his mouth, his wetness dripping onto his tongue and chin, the butler licking all of him up. "My lord, such a sweet taste... Could this be because of all those pastries you eat?" Sinclair looked to Lilliane, seeing his face all flushed and dazed, he chuckled and put his thighs down, wiping off the slick on his face. He zipped his pants back up and got off the couch, heading to the closet for Lilliane's pajamas.
"Come my lord, It's time for our bath." He picked up the young boy, heading to his bathroom and setting him down on the toilet seat, he turned to the bathtub and began to turn on the water, waiting for it to fill up and putting bubbles in it. He picked the boy back up, taking off his shirt and setting him down in the hot water, Lilliane winced but eventually got used to it. Sinclair got undressed himself, almost taking off his pants before Lilliane spoke. "I don't want you bathing with me! Go to your own bathroom..." The butler giggled, patting the boy's head lightly. "We just did something so intimate... But you draw the line at us bathing together? Most boy's your age won't get to experience that-" Lilliane cut him off. "I didn't want that! You disgust me... You are to be fired once I leave this tub." Sinclair blushed, giving a soft smile to the boy before continuing to take off his clothes. He got in the bath behind Lilliane, holding him close and spreading some of the soap bubbles on him, he was still a bit sweaty from before, but Sinclair would make sure to wash both of them thoroughly.
Once they were done in the bath, Sinclair put on Lillianes pajamas. He cleaned his face, wiping off the tear stains and putting a soft cream on him, looking at his cute expression lovingly. "You wouldn't fire your beloved butler, would you my lord?" He spoke, tilting up Lilliane's chin. "Get away from me, I'm telling my father about your actions." He snapped away from the butlers touch, turning and walking towards to the door, before he could open the door, Sinclair grabbing his hand and got on his knees. "My lord... My l-lord.. Please don't leave me... I...- I'm nothing without you..." Lilliane turned to see Sinclair's face a sobbing mess, he had never seen his butler this way, it shocked him. "I am nothing but a poor butler... Y-You changed my life Lilliane, I promised to protect you... Yet I was the one to hurt you." He sniffled, his hands softly caressing the boy's hand, bringing it to his face as he cried those fake tears. "Please... Please do not fire me, I apologize for my actions... I will do anything to make you happy again, even if you never forgive me." Lilliane looked down at the sad man, his eye twitched, he didn't want to feel anything for Sinclair but, he felt empathy. This was Sinclair's last resort, to sob and beg for Lilliane. Of course, Sinclair didn't mean any of what he said, he was just going to continue with his behavior over and over again, but being fired from Lilliane's castle, would make his goal a lot harder to do. "Sinclair, you..." Lilliane sighed, looking to the side for a moment before speaking.
"You have done an irredeemable thing. I will never forgive you for this, and I will never be happy when I am with you." He stated, a strong stern voice coming from such a young boy. He pulled his hand away and left the bathroom, leaving Sinclair confused and sniffling. "Clean up my room now!" Lilliane yelled out an order, an order for Sinclair, his butler. He got up, wiping away his tears, whispering softly.
"Dear, Lilliane... I have won your heart."