rpg_palace | [Backstory: George Edson

It was difficult not to stare at the new blonde acquisition to his household, and George was not sure he was behaving as he should. He glanced furtively at the servant, again and again, and each time his gaze fixed longer on the vision before him. The blue-green eyes of the man quickly caught his perusal as he went about his work; smiling sheepishly and turning his attention back to serving the meal. George watched him move, and knew he was far too beautiful to be demeaned by such work.

His position could soon change, George thought to himself. He wanted him immediately.

The servant stepped forward, reddening slightly as he poured the wine. George smiled, eyes set to the man’s face as his hand wandered slowly down… trailing fingertips over the black cloth covered thigh. He saw the servant shake, but continued his gentle exploration.
He didn’t see the servant’s hand shake as he poured, the glass wobbling, unsteady in its position on the table. He never noticed a thing, too engrossed in his task. Suddenly, the glass toppled and dark red liquid split on to the ivory tablecloth. The mood was broken.

“Sorry” the servant spoke, his voice ringing out as softly and alluring as George had imagined it being. The man hurriedly wiped at the stain with a napkin.

“It’s perfectly understandable,” George murmured, the smile returning to his lips, “You are new after all.” His eyes held a predatory gleam, watching the servant’s Adam’s apple as he swallowed, “You’d best clean this up though.”

The man nodded and turned on his heel. George watched the door until he disappeared, smiling brightly at his guests, hardly able to wait for the servant boys return. He would have to congratulate the Head of Staff for this fine purchase, things would perhaps get very interesting soon.