A Royal Obligation
Chapter 73: The New Dynamic

Chapter 73: The New Dynamic

Amarok’s heart pounded in his chest as he approached the twins’ chambers, the familiar path suddenly fraught with uncertainty.

His hand hesitated on the door, the memory of their last encounter replaying vividly in his mind, the way their hands had claimed him, the warmth of their bodies against his, the soft whispers that had reassured him even as his world tilted on its axis. He had crossed a line, and now, the weight of that moment hung over him like a shroud.

Would things be different now? He feared the unknown, feared the possibility that he had misunderstood, that perhaps they had merely indulged him out of kindness or curiosity.

He feared the possibility that they might regret what had happened, that perhaps he had misinterpreted their actions. And what if, after all of this, they decided they didn’t want him anymore?

The thought alone was unbearable, but he forced himself to carry on with his duties, hoping that by maintaining some semblance of normalcy, he could keep his emotions in check.

Amarok took a deep breath, and entered the twins’ chambers to find them in their usual state of closeness, lounging in the soft morning light, whispering to each other.

His heart skipped a beat when their eyes met his, and he felt an inexplicable pull toward them, like gravity drawing him in. He wanted nothing more than to be near them, to feel their touch again, yet his fear of crossing another line kept him at a distance.

Lucian was the first to speak, his voice gentle and reassuring, "Amarok, come here."

There was a warmth in Lucian’s tone that made Amarok’s heart flutter, but the command also made his stomach twist with anxiety. He hesitated, standing in the doorway, unsure if he should approach or keep his distance.

Julian, sensing his hesitation, smiled invitingly and extended his hand. "Don’t be shy, Amarok. We won’t bite... unless you want us to." His playful tone and the mischievous glint in his eyes managed to ease some of Amarok’s nerves, but only slightly.

Slowly, Amarok walked over to them, his steps uncertain. The twins made room for him between them on the bed, and he lowered himself onto the soft mattress, his body tense with apprehension. As soon as he was seated, Julian draped an arm around his shoulders, pulling him close, while Lucian took his hand, squeezing it gently.

"Relax," Lucian whispered, his breath warm against Amarok’s ear. "There’s no need to be afraid."

Amarok tried to relax, but his mind was still spinning. "I... I don’t know what to do," he admitted, his voice trembling. "I’m your servant... but now... I..."

"You’re more than that," Julian interrupted, his voice firm yet soothing. "You’re ours, Amarok. We’ve always shared everything, and that includes you. You’re not just a servant to us anymore."

Amarok’s heart pounded in his chest, the weight of their words both thrilling and terrifying him. "But... what if someone finds out? What if..."

"Let them," Lucian said, his voice full of quiet conviction. "In public, you’re still our servant, but in private, you belong to us. And we’ll protect you, no matter what."

Julian nodded in agreement, his fingers tracing idle patterns on Amarok’s arm. "We’re not going to let anything happen to you. This is your place, with us."

Amarok looked between them, searching their faces for any hint of doubt or hesitation. But all he saw was sincerity, a deep, unwavering affection that made his fears start to melt away. "You really want me?" he asked, still needing the reassurance.

"More than anything," Julian said without hesitation, leaning in to brush his lips against Amarok’s. "You’re ours now, Amarok. All we want is to make you happy."

Lucian echoed the sentiment, pressing a kiss to Amarok’s hand. "We’ve wanted this for a long time, Amarok. We just didn’t know how to approach you without scaring you off."

Julian chuckled softly, his thumb brushing over Amarok’s lips. "And now that we have you, we’re not letting you go."

Amarok’s heart swelled at their words, a warmth spreading through him that he hadn’t felt in years. He closed his eyes, letting out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. "I... I don’t know what to say. I never thought..."

"You don’t have to say anything," Lucian interrupted gently. "Just stay with us. Let us show you that you’re exactly where you’re meant to be."

Amarok nodded slowly, the tension in his shoulders finally beginning to ease.

"You’ve given us something we didn’t even know we were missing," Lucian murmured, his voice filled with an emotion that mirrored the warmth in Amarok’s chest. "You’ve made our lives fuller, richer."

Julian’s lips curled into a smile as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against Amarok’s ear. "And now, we’re going to make sure you never feel alone again."

A shiver ran down Amarok’s spine at their words, the reality of their new dynamic finally sinking in.

As the days passed, the progress between them began to shift.

The twins showered Amarok with attention and affection, their touches lingering longer, their words filled with tender care.

When they were alone together, they treated him not as a servant, but as their equal, their lover. They sought out his company at every opportunity, pulling him into their private moments and sharing their thoughts, their desires, their dreams.

In public, however, the facade remained intact. Amarok continued his duties as their servant, maintaining the strict decorum expected of him.

But even then, the twins’ affection was evident in the small, subtle gestures, Julian’s hand brushing against his as he served them, Lucian’s lingering gaze when he thought no one was watching.

It was a delicate balance, one that kept Amarok on edge, constantly aware of the thin line they were all walking.

Yet, despite the challenges, there was a profound joy in their new arrangement. The twins seemed to know exactly how to please Amarok, how to fulfill his insatiable need for attention and affection. They were attuned to his every need, every desire, and they took pleasure in satisfying him, in making him feel loved and cherished.

Amarok, in turn, found himself falling deeper and deeper into their embrace. He had never felt anything like this before, a sense of belonging so complete, so all-encompassing, that it filled every corner of his heart. The fear that had once gripped him began to fade, replaced by a growing confidence in his place with the twins.

He was theirs, and they were his, and nothing else mattered.

One evening, as they lay entwined in each other’s arms after a particularly intense moment of passion, Julian turned to Amarok, his expression serious. "You know, we’re not just saying this to make you feel better, Amarok. We truly mean it, you’re part of us now."

Lucian nodded, his hand gently stroking Amarok’s hair. "We’ve always shared everything, Amarok. But with you... it’s different. It’s more. We’re not just sharing you, we’re sharing ourselves with you."

Amarok’s heart swelled at their words, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. "I... I’ve never felt like this before," he confessed, his voice thick with emotion. "I don’t know how to thank you."

"You don’t need to thank us," Julian said softly, pressing a kiss to Amarok’s forehead. "Just be with us. That’s all we want."

Lucian smiled, his eyes full of warmth. "We’ll take care of you, Amarok. Always."

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