| Subject: Can you keep a secret? |
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Eremis
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Date Posted: 13:40:41 07/15/02 Mon
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Eremis
's message, "First day on the new job" on 08:13:07 07/10/02 Wed
Inwardly, Eremis grinned when he sensed how much Rowan was enjoying what he was doing to him. Slowly but surely, the healer was learning that in some situations, sex could be used as a weapon. It was rather fascinating to see how easily many people could be manipulated because of a simple thing like lust. A week ago, the thought of pleasuring another to get what he wanted would never have entered Eremis' mind, but now he found nothing wrong with using his new skills to gain the upper hand over someone. Of course the drugs he consumed made Eremis' job much easier but he wasn't thinking about that at the moment. The only thing on his mind at present was that Rowan would probably give up on the idea of killing him if he promised to be available to take him to a state of erotic bliss free of charge from now on. He could work a deal with the elf similar to the one he had with Belald. It would be easy to sneak off and meet him at a nearby inn so he wouldn't have to pay the proprietor of the Silk Palace for his time.
Eremis sat back on his heels, cocking his head to the side while smiling at the look of utter contentment he saw on Rowan's face after his intense climax. He returned his hands to the elf's thighs with the intention of sliding them up to ease Rowan's pants off but stopped when he saw the man tying his laces. Surely the elf wanted more than one quick round of fulfillment! Why else would he have paid Leta for an hour of time with whatever whore he chose? He grew worried, thinking that Rowan might be considering killing him again now that he was no longer consumed by lust.
"No one's going to KILL you, you little ninny!" the elf said, as if reading his mind.
A look of disbelief crossed the healer's face as he listened to the rest of what Rowan had to say. There wasn't a massacre at the tavern? Anger welled up inside him when he realized that Belald had been feeding him lies! All this time he had been living with unwarranted guilt that had him contemplating suicide quite often before meeting Cas. Although his new friend gave him a reason to live, he still found himself consuming more and more drugs to dull the memory of Tomad and the mass murders he thought he was responsible for.
Eremis had also been under the assumption that Marz and Tristan hated him for telling Tegol about the secret entrance to the tavern, and giving the man the location of their whereabouts in Neromba as well as telling him where the Rovers could be found. He was relieved when he learned that the crimelord's men couldn't find the Rovers and had failed in their attempt to kill his friends that were still adventuring in the desert lands at the time, but continued to believe they despised him for what they would see as his betrayal. And raking Belald always managed to strengthen that believe in him whenever he talked about his old friends! The merc constantly told him that it was better to forget his past and learn to make the best of his new life.
His eyes widened in astonishment when Rowan suggested he quit his job. He frowned after hearing him say that he was going to take him shopping for a new outfit before taking him back to the tavern. How the hell was he supposed to answer Tristan and the others when they asked him how he was and what he had been doing in order to survive after he escaped from Tegol? He was too damned ashamed to admit to being a drug addict and having to take up prostitution in order to support his addiction!
After gazing into Rowan's blue eyes for a few moments longer, he moved to sit beside him on the couch. He crossed his long legs and fiddled with the laces of one boot while staring off into the distance. "There are a few things you need to know Rowan. I'm not the same person you knew a few weeks ago. A lot has happened to change me since you last saw me in Neromba."
He shook hair away from his face then shifted slightly in order to face the elf. "Right after Tegol kidnapped me, he had a woman I once loved get me addicted to drugs so that I'd be easier to deal with. While I was his prisoner, one of his mercenaries brutally raped me. His name was Tomad." Eremis shuddered involuntarily then lowered his eyes before continuing. "After he submitted me to things that I can't even talk about, he promised that he would rape me again and again because he liked…the sound of my screams. His violent attack left me scarred both physically AND mentally."
The healer glanced at Rowan, wondering if the man had any idea how difficult it was for him to talk about his recent past. "Another mercenary named Belald took me under his wing and vowed to protect me from Tomad as long as I gave myself to him without any complaint. Of course I agreed because I really didn't have any other choice did I? Well, Belald fucked me several times a day, but at least he proved to be a more gentle lover and I came to trust him since there wasn't anyone else around to trust. During that time I was continuously given high doses of an expensive, drug called Tazreen, and now I can't get along without it. Belald once told me that it's impossible to kick the Tazreen habit because the withdrawal symptoms are more severe than those experienced from any other drug. I tend to believe him since I tried to stay away from the drug once, and found the initial pain unbearable. I can't make it past an hour when the craving for Tazreen kicks in so there's no way in hell I can survive the three days it normally takes to eliminate the body's need for a drug it has become accustomed to having!"
Remembering that Rowan never seemed to like being around Jeremy when he smoked, Eremis got to his feet and crossed the room before lighting up a Lotus cigarette. "I'm too ashamed to admit to Tristan and Marz that I've become a prostitute to support my drug habit, Rowan. Of course the money I make is enough to help me pay the rent, and buy food, clothing, and other necessities as well. I'm only doing it part time so that I can devote myself to painting and continuing my healer studies." He took a few drags from the cigarette then filled a glass with water from a pitcher on the desk. Right about now he really missed the liquor cart that was available in all the rooms at Seb's place. Later on, he'd have to remember to buy a bottle of brandy from the bar in the lounge downstairs, and keep it hidden nearby for moments like these.
After a final drag from the cigarette he tossed it in the fireplace then gulped down the water before moving to take a seat next to Rowan again. "I know you're probably thinking that I should give up the drugs, but I'm not ready to deal with that pain right now, especially so soon after the shit I had to go through while I was Tegol's prisoner. I'll give you the address to an apartment I share with a friend and you can pass it on to Tristan, but only if you promise me you won't tell him about the drugs and my present job as a prostitute. "
He tossed one arm around the elf's shoulder while his other hand found its way under the man's shirt, his palm running over the smooth skin that seemed to grow warmer from his touch. Perhaps it was time to try using sex as a weapon again to get what he wanted. "What would it take to convince you to keep my secret, Rowan?" Eremis leaned in closer then let his tongue slowly slide along the elf's bottom lip while he stared deeply into his eyes.
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