Heart Skips a Beat

Cyprien's eyes widened immediately at the word, at the sensation that rushed and overwhelmed him. He knew there was no point to fighting it. He was too tired, too weak, too indisputably in Rodolphus' power anyways to protest the spell. And why would anyone protest it? He felt completely and wholly relaxed, soothed, calmed. His eyes remained trained on Rodolphus', at first widening with surprise, but quickly returning to their prior sleepy state. 

Rodolphus smiled. "Mm, good boy..." he praised, running a hand through Cyprien's hair. He wondered if Cyprien was experiencing this differently than the one time he himself had been Imperiused. It had taken him longer to slip to haziness, that he knew for sure. "Are you even fighting it, pet?"

Cyprien shook his head innocently, still not dropping his eyes.

"Oh, good boy. Do you know why I've done this?"

Again, Cyprien shook his head, the thought of lying not crossing his mind. No particular thoughts at all crossing his mind, actually.

"You've been a very good pet to me... but I've grown weary of the same things. It's time we do something new." Rodolphus moved to lie beside Cyprien on his own side of the bed, thrilled by the way his toy's eyes automatically followed the movement. Rodolphus was far from weary of their sex games, though. Cyprien's smile as he sucked his cock, the submissive "May I please lick your balls, sir?", the bright eyed happiness at Rodolphus' pleasure... Those would never grow old. But Rodolphus couldn't help worrying immensely that at some point, the adoration would leave Cyprien's eyes, that he would not react to those pet names in such a way, that he would leave...

Rodolphus spent much of his time contemplating not what he would do should Cyprien leave (that answer was simple: bring him back regardless of difficulty or consent), but rather ways to interest him in the bedroom. New positions, new rules, new consequences. When he had a particularly trying day in the Dark Lord's service, he spent a great amount of the time with thoughts on the boy waiting at home, how to please him by pleasuring himself.

"But we'll start tomorrow, pet. Close your eyes and sleep."

Immediately Cyprien followed the gentle orders, grateful at the opportunity to rest. As quickly as his body would allow, he was entirely asleep.

Rodolphus smiled at him, planning what he would do with his Cyprien. He truly did already receive all that he wanted from him, but the idea of such complete obedience was intriguing. Perhaps this would be a good time to try out a few things from the box in the attic... Rodolphus relaxed into bed, pulling Cyprien into his arms with gentleness. His pet was not to be treated roughly tonight. Leave that for tomorrow.