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When a king wants it all (R)

Written by Laivindur

26 April 2013 | 7383 words | Work in Progress

Title: When a king wants it all
Author: Laivindur
Rating: R
Pairing(s): Faramir
Warnings: Rape, MalexMale, hurt/comfort,

The chaos Faramir is put through when his King demands his best qualities as both handsome man and loyal steward.
Will he decide to stand up against his king for his own good? Or does someone else need to step in?

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chapter 3 The nightmare of the king is true.

Faramir sat in a chair while waiting. The garment he wore was one of the finer regular ones after Arwen’s demand. She had to decide everything as Faramir refused every aspect of it. But here he was, ordered by his queen to tell the truth for the good for the king.

Faramir strictly disagreed, and Aragorn had never seen him this ill at ease.

“Is it that bad?” Aragorn asked with such gentle care that Faramir had not heard for two years. He fell in love all over again and did not want to tell the horrible deeds the king had done to him.
After a reassuring gaze from Arwen, and another strict one, he started.

“I have been ordered to tell you, my Lord, that while you were under spell…” A deep breath “You was made- forced…I mean, your body and this spirit of whatever…made repetitive attacks on me.”

Aragorn expressed deep shock and remorse.
“Oh gods, Faramir. I am so sorry. What did I do? How? When?”

Faramir tried to swallow the lump in his throat.
“Well, it turned out quite badly about five times.”

Aragorn saw there was something Faramir was holding back. He feared the worst.
“Faramir?”

The steward dared not meet the bright grey eyes who stared pleadingly at him.

“I can’t tell.” He blurt. He looked at the elf. “I can’t tell, Arwen. My lord, I can’t.”

Arwen rose and both elf and King was at Faramir’s sides while calming him down.

“Please don’t make me say it. It is over.”
He looked at the king at his side. “It will do no good if I tell and besides it doesn’t matter any more. You’re the king again-”

“I can see the fright in your eyes while you look upon me.”
The kings voice spoke stern, but with care as it had before he’d been taken over.
“I don’t want you to fear me, Faramir. I must know for both of our sakes. Arwen will not tell me. It must come from you.”

They didn’t manage to hear it from Faramir that evening. They had to calm him down as he’d almost lost his mind in fear and rejection.
But Aragorn was not giving up. He could ponder himself into madness, but the answer had to come from his steward.

“Faramir, I’ve had it.”
“Please, my lord-”
“No. No more please.” The king was still gentle in his manner.
When he stood up and looked at Faramir, he knew what was to come.

“My lord, pl-”
“There it is. The fear. Faramir son of Denethor-”
“Aragorn don’t“
“I order you to tell me the secret which keeps away your trust in me. I deserve to know it.”
Faramir stared in his king’s eyes. He had to tell now that the King had ordered it.

Faramir shook his head and body tight as a bow.
“No. Even when it is ordered by me I will not-”
Aragorn’s sudden move towards him made him scream and when grabbed by him he begged him to let go.

“Is this what I did?” Aragorn suddenly realised he’d gone too far when he saw Faramir sobb like all strength had left him.

“I’m sorry, Faramir. I didn’t mean to scare you like that. But I must know or else I go mental.”

“Alright I will tell.” The steward finally said in the adrenalin of the shock.

“You made love to me in quite a rough fashion. I mean…”

Faramir had made his purpose. Putting it like this, it slowly reached Aragorn’s mind that he strongly understated it.

“Faramir!” The king had never looked so remorseful in front of him.
“Did I rape you?”

“No.”
“Don’t lie to me.” The king let go of his friend and darted towards the pole of the bed to calm himself and the anger inside. “Oh gods!”

“Please, my lord. It wasn’t as bad as you might presume. I mean-

Aragorn just realized something.
“It was done in this bed right? In your bed?”

“One of the times, yes. But this is exactly what I mean. I should never have told you!”

“No, no. It’s alright.” The king said while calming down the thoughts and images.

“Oh god, I am so sorry, Faramir.” He said while walking towards him.

“No, you don’t have to apologize. You know that. It wasn’t you.” Aragorn was hurt by the insecurity and fright in Faramir’s eyes and was about to embrace him, but halted.

“Faramir? May I hold you? Please, let me make up for what has been done.”

“Of course, my lord.” Faramir felt he had to say to his king.

The feeling of Aragorn’s body felt warm and safe, though he was shivering by the memories.

“I am so sorry. Even though it was made by me or anyone else. I am truly deeply sorry. I-”

Suddenly something stirred between them and Aragorn pulled back to look Faramir in the eyes.

Aragorn saw very many things in them, but what he thought peculiar was the feeling of longing and desire swimming in the grey depths.

“Faramir?”
The steward dropped his eyes to the broad darker chest and was calm. He expected the king to leave soon.

“Are you alright?” Aragorn asked in the silence.

Faramir nodded “Yes.”
He stepped back and made ready to say goodbye. “Well, you got what you wanted-”

By an expression from the king he stopped and waited for him to speak. But Aragorn closed his mouth again and turned away in distress.

“Yes, I got to know what I wanted. But there is one more thing.”

The younger ranger was so tired and had no defences left.
“Yes?”

“Do you love me?”

The steward could not take it anymore. The question was like a strike from a hammer. He dropped his gaze, tears fell and his knees to the floor.

“My lord, please. No more of this. I can’t take it. Please leave.”

When Aragorn saw Faramir fall down he quickly sat down in front of him to hold him.

“Faramir, I love you. I have always desired you and I can’t say how much I regret this from happening. I wish I was in love with a rock so I could fuck myself to death rather than this.”

Faramir started laughing in his sobs and Aragorn did as well after a while.
They both fell down in laughter……

To be continued…

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