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Léon Belmont (ex_the_ambas216) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-03-28 07:54:00

Entry tags:

ambassadors_ball, leon_belmont

An Invitation to the French Ambassador's Ball
Subject: The Ambassadors Ball
Where: The French Embassy
Who: Léon Belmont, the French Ambassador to the English court
Warnings: none as yet
Open to: All (all players may attend either as invited guests of the ambassador, as servants or guests of those invited, as staff, or as gate-crashers.)

The ballroom of the Embassy was already growing busy, and when Citizen Belmont paused for a moment besides one of the large windows, he could see yet more carriages pulling up outside, wreathed in the mist blowing in from the river.

The quartet had been playing now for a good half an hour, new French tunes as well as those the English favoured. His staff was busy handing out good French wine, and then refilling those glasses when they were drained.

It was going to be a good evening, and not only in the eyes of the party-goers. With some of England’s most prominent aristos on the guest list, and some than some newly arrived French nationals, tonight would be a night of information gathering, of sizing up the opposition, and perhaps even ensuring some of those French escapees were returned to face justice.

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mercedes_dupont
2008-04-20 10:24 am UTC (link)

"Sit down." Mercedes smiles gently. "You did nothing wrong, and you're forgiven for what you attempted to do. I've known a lot of young, working boys like you. And I know when they are looking for something more than their usual. You understand?" Mercedes asks, "But you understand that I can not help you. I'm a merchant, and one only recently back from India. Not a hero or a daring man. My interest lies in money, and the sea. Not politics and heroism."

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	ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 10:31 am UTC (link)
	Nell sniffed, nodding and wiped his hand across his eyes quickly. "Yes, I understand. Forgive me for being presumptuous." Inside however, where Mercedes could not look or see the boy was seething with rage. Working boys? What was that meant to imply? (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	mercedes_dupont 2008-04-20 10:37 am UTC (link)
	"Presumptuous, hardly so." Mercedes shakes his head. "But if... someone I am to see later came to know I had been outside with you, alone all this time? My life would not be worth a half-penny." He offers the boy a smile. "Would you like another drink? Or something to eat? The Ambassador's kitchen staff have done him a great credit tonight." (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 10:49 am UTC (link)
	"You have a wife? A mistress? I'm sorry, sir. I would not want to cause offence to her." He bites his lip, sniffing a little. "I shouldn't let my imagination run away with me." Nell nods. "Perhaps something to eat. I think I have had too much to drink. You are very kind not to have taken advantage of me sir, many men would." (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	mercedes_dupont 2008-04-20 11:05 am UTC (link)
	"You would not cause offence to him." He reassures, gently patting the boy's knee again. "But a bite to eat, perhaps, would be the best thing for you. Something to settle you. And who knows? Perhaps later on this evening I will take advantage of you, if you're so inclined." (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 11:08 am UTC (link)
	"Him, sir?" Nell asks, smiling slightly. "Is he here tonight? If he is then I don't think you should take advantage of me, no matter how much I might want it." He giggles a little. "Unless that is what the two of you have agreed?" (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	mercedes_dupont 2008-04-20 11:20 am UTC (link)
	"We have... an understanding." Mercedes says, hand moving up from Nell's knee to his inner thigh. "And if you really, really want to be taken advantage of, who am I to say no?" He says, leaning in, lips brushing over the boy's neck. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 11:23 am UTC (link)
	"He sounds like a very open-minded young man." Nell laughs, squirming a little as the man's hand slips higher up his thigh. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	mercedes_dupont 2008-04-20 11:28 am UTC (link)
	"Aimé's probably as open minded as you can get. Apart from when it comes to revolutionaries." Mercedes mutters, concentrating on the heat of the boy's body as his hand continues to stroke, drawing circles on the fabric of the boy's trousers. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 11:33 am UTC (link)
	Aimé! He had the boy's name. Perhaps that could be of some help to Léon when the boy reported back to him later. It was certainly a French name. Nell squirmed, fingers trailing up the side of Mercedes face and he tipped the man's head down to kiss him. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	Rated: R mercedes_dupont 2008-04-20 11:42 am UTC (link)
	Mercedes seemed to enjoy the contact, turning slightly and giving the boy all of his attention, his free hand slipping around Nell's slim hips to rest at the waist of his trousers, finger-tips brushing beneath as he kissed the boy back. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Rated: R ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 11:47 am UTC (link)
	Now this was what Nell was used to, his attempts at spying had been clumsy and obvious but he knew how to take care of the man now. His fingers fumbled for a moment or two at Mercedes crotch, tugging open his trousers before he slipped his hand inside. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Rated: R

mercedes_dupont
2008-04-20 11:59 am UTC (link)

Mercedes groaned against the boy's skin, tasting the night air and the wine against pale flesh as his hips bucked upwards to meet the searching hand. Both of his hands now had curled around the boy, pulling him a little closer, and then pulling him into his lap. It was easier like this to strain up against the pressure of the boy above him, easier too to nip at the boy's throat and quiet himself against the boy's shoulder.

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	Re: Rated: NC-17 ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 12:03 pm UTC (link)
	Nell purred softly, closing his fingers around Mercedes cock, stroking him slowly. "What do you want to do?" He whispered. "Do you want me here in your lap or do you want me to take you in my mouth?" (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Rated: NC-17

mercedes_dupont
2008-04-20 12:11 pm UTC (link)

He pulled away slightly, needing to breathe, hips bucking up against the boy's soft, professional fingers. It took him a long moment to process the boy's words, and smiled slightly, Aimé would never have given him that sort of choice. "Mouth" He said, hands stroking up the whore's back, stroking through his hair. "But not yet." He added, before kissing the boy hard again, lifting his hips up against the pressure of the boy in his lap.

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	Re: Rated: NC-17 ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 12:21 pm UTC (link)
	Nell groaned into the kiss, pulling his hand away and grinding down against Mercedes, taking some pleasure from the friction between them. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Rated: NC-17 mercedes_dupont 2008-04-20 12:28 pm UTC (link)
	Mercedes bucked hard against the boy, hand knotting in the boy's hair to hold his head still, the other hand having moved again, cupping the boy's backside and squeezing appreciatively. "Bon, cel est bon..." He murmured, voice husk and his throat dry, words muffled against Nell's mouth. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Rated: NC-17 ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 12:49 pm UTC (link)
	Nell smirks, unable to understand the words but understanding the sentiment behind them perfectly. "Soon?" He whispers. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Rated: NC-17 mercedes_dupont 2008-04-20 01:04 pm UTC (link)
	The man nods, tipping his head back over the edge of the bench, taking a long breath, hips bucking up once more and rubbing hard against the boy's body. "Now." He hissed, before groaning low in his throat. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Rated: NC-17 ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 01:35 pm UTC (link)
	Nell slides from his lap, down onto the cold ground, the gravel of the path cutting into his knees even through the fine cloth of his trousers. He tugged Mercedes trousers wider open, fingers reaching inside to pull out Mercedes cock. He licked his lip, smiling up at the man before he bent his head, pressing a soft kiss to the head of his cock. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Rated: NC-17 mercedes_dupont 2008-04-20 01:43 pm UTC (link)
	Even though he'd expected the warm, wet lips to meet his cock, the kiss still made him jolt and hiss for breath, his fingers both moving over the boy's head and shoulder, stroking encouragingly as he looked over the boy knelt between his legs. "N'arrêtez pas..." He whispered, attempting to pull the boy closer. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Rated: NC-17 ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 01:48 pm UTC (link)
	Nell laughed softly in the back of his throat, taking Mercedes cock into his mouth, tounge moving over it in soft, wet patterns. His hand slipped back inside Mercedes’s trousers, cupping and fondling his balls, lightly, gently, not too much or else, Nell knew, he might hurt. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Rated: NC-17 mercedes_dupont 2008-04-20 02:02 pm UTC (link)
	Mercedes eyes closed, head tipping back again as the warmth of the boy's mouth surrounded him, the warmth pooling his his abdomen and from their spreading through his veins. An appreciative noise rumbled in his throat, and his hips lifted again, trying to bury himself deeper in the boy's mouth, pressing against the wet, hot tongue that stroked over him. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Rated: NC-17 ex_little_st99 2008-04-20 02:27 pm UTC (link)
	Nell hums softly in the back of his throat, taking more of the man's cock in his mouth, sucking on him now earnestly, no longer teasing. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Rated: NC-17 mercedes_dupont 2008-04-20 02:31 pm UTC (link)
	His hands grip, curling more tightly into the boy's hair as his hips buck, fast, the friction and the heat and the dampness of the boy's mouth making him pant for breath, cock twitching against the whore's tongue before he comes, his grip relaxing as he flops back against the marble bench. (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)