The Bedding

Summary

Mean Knot, Part Two. A 100 word account. N/C, Slash, Yaoi

Disclaimer: I do not own The Whipping Boy, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Posted: September 24, 2006

The Bedding

the bedding


Prince Brat ran his tongue over the whipping boy’s ear lobe. “You taste scared,” he said, satisfied, and Jemmy-From-the-Streets could not deny the poetic nature of the statement.

“But I’m not,” Jemmy spat, cursing himself inwardly for ruining Horace’s wickedly brilliant observation.

“You aren’t, hmm,” Horace shrugged, in a tone reminiscent of an adult finding a child to be stupidly sweet.

“I’m not!” shot Jemmy, and shifted hard, making Prince Brat fall a little to the side.

Horace found his bearing again, and smirked. “No matter what, you can’t go far and you know it.”

Jemmy sank into the bedding.

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