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A companion was one thing, but if he had a husband, she might start bothering him and asking what Rainier ate in private. She might hound him to get Rainier to lose more, or she’d harass him about their private activities.
Even with only Mum, he felt ganged up on. The words “you’re fat” kept repeating in his head, and he wished he could shrink into nothing.
It would be easier if he could throw up his meals, but he was terrified he’d die like Addy and leave Mum all alone. It probably hurt too, and he didn’t want to go alone and possibly in pain to be found the same way. Mum would also know he’d been trying to hide his lack of restraint.
He’d eat less at meals, and that would have to work. No more dried fruit would be permitted no matter how desperate he was. That was a lack of restraint too. No matter how much his stupid stomach complained, he needed to deal with it and accept the facts. He was fat, and he’d never be like Natalie who could eat all day with no consequences.
Chapter Twelve
After Felix had been there for over two months, he found naughty books up on a high shelf in the library and picked one to read for a bit. One of the characters in it had been spending a lot of time gagged unless he was sucking on his Master’s cock.
A couple of times over the past few weeks, he’d considered asking Rainier to gag him. Even though he’d been so vehement at first that he was never doing that again, and the idea scared him, something about it was also tempting.
He used to like it back when he’d been newer to kink before the incident with that one dominant happened. Taking away a person’s ability to speak was certainly a show of ownership, and some people liked the sight of their partner gagged.
He’d liked it that first night with the Prince, and while Rainier hadn’t said anything about gagging him, he knew the Prince still liked that kink. He didn’t do it out of respect for Felix, and he wanted his Kitten to feel safe.
So far, Felix felt entirely safe. He hadn’t been punished for being a naughty Kitten, but he’d asked for a good strapping last week. Rainier had tied him facedown on the bed, and Felix hadn’t been afraid or had any reason to use his safeword or signals. He’d gotten his bottom reddened just the way he liked.
The Prince had kept his promise, pampered him, and taken care of him. He praised Felix for being a good Kitten and rewarded him with treats, petting, stroking, cuddles, and kisses. Sometimes, they would kiss and touch with their clothes on and it didn’t even have to lead to sex. Beyond that, they did other things together that were completely nonsexual.
If Felix allowed himself to be gagged, he was sure he’d still be safe, and Rainier would never ignore his signals if he needed something to stop.
The idea of it still made a knot of discomfort in his gut.
He put down the book and internally swore at Lance for terrifying him so much. It wasn’t fair if that bastard took away something that Felix could possibly enjoy with Rainier. He was locked up, and he shouldn’t have any influence over anyone.
That ignorant dominant he’d been with shouldn’t either, although that hadn’t been done out of malice.
Rainier had gone to train that morning, and he’d probably finished bathing and went down to deal with petitioners. That meant Felix had some more time to himself. After he put the book away, he hurried upstairs. He’d learned the layout of certain parts of the Castle better, although he wasn’t entirely familiar with all of it. So far, he hadn’t seen the Queen except through windows.
Inky was sprawled on the bed and taking up way more room than a cat logically should be capable of. Felix gave him a few strokes before he crouched by the bottom drawer where the kinky toys were kept. Inky perked up to watch in case he opened the top drawer where his feather toy was kept.
“Later, kitty.”
A few gags were in the back inside of a case to keep them clean since they went in a person’s mouth. The bit gags would make him drool all over, so he took one with a leather ball and sat against the side of the bed. When he strapped it in, it didn’t make him so nervous. After all, he was alone, and Inky certainly wasn’t going to hurt him. He glanced over his shoulder to see the cat licking his bum, and he had one long leg stuck up in the air.
Maybe Felix should try it and surprise Rainier when he returned. He'd keep it in, dress up like a cat, and wait. The Prince had given him a lot, and Felix could give him something too.
He couldn’t lock the paws himself, but he felt better with them unlocked once he sat on his cushion to wait.
Since his mind had time to wander, he wondered if Rainier would want to go to the fair. A traveling one usually came to Rosewood in July, and they sent out notices ahead so people would know. If they came, they’d set up outside of the city wall. Felix had always liked the Ranet fair back home even when he was too poor to buy a single treat. Fairy ones were better in some ways, and he was pretty sure Rainier would enjoy it too.
After a while, he heard the antechamber door open, and Rainier entered the sitting room. He smiled at the sight of Felix with his tail, ears, and the collar, but it dropped when he noticed the gag.
“Kitten, what are you doing?” He crouched.
Felix hesitated before he crawled off the cushion to approach him. He was certain the Prince’s face, and the rest of him, was thinner for some reason. He seemed fine so maybe he was imagining it.
Felix nuzzled his knee, and his heart picked up a little even though he knew the Prince wouldn't hurt him. Rainier stroked him like a cat before he undid the buckle on the gag to remove it.
“You said you didn’t want to wear a gag.”
“I know, but I figured we could do it again,” said Felix. “You’ve never given me any reason to fear or doubt you.”
Rainier squinted. “Are you doing it because you want to or because you think I want it?”
“I know you want it, and you certainly seemed to like fucking me that first night when I wore one.”
