Master Ravenclaw: part 3
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Master Ravenclaw: part 3. Life continues pretty normally the next few weeks at manor Ravenclaw, the master attending to his duties as he rides out every time a courier is send to request his services, whilst also entertaining his young ward as much as possible. However, rumours have stuck up their ugly heads as the head butler informed the older brown rabbit of the personnel becoming restless around young Tommy, the boy never leaving the house during the day. Simple peasants are easily frightened and sometimes they're not even wrong in their reasoning, like in this case with the snow white creature of the night in Ravenclaw's residence. Ravenclaw had dismissed his butler's reports with obvious annoyance, but inside he became frightened of what would happen if someone were to discover the secret. Especially since the head butler isn't an idiot and had made several subtle remarks which concern the rabbit even more. It was no surprise when one day late at night the head butler had requested entrance into Ravenclaw's study because he had an urgent matter to discuss. He walks inside and closes the heavy doors behind him, turning towards his master as he clears his throat:"Master Ravenclaw, I don't wish to trouble you, especially since you haven't been feeling well for the past week, but something needs off my chest."Ravenclaw raises an eyebrow and invites his butler to take a seat in front of his desk, though the older graying
hare prefers to stand. Actually come to think of it, there were a lot of rabbits and hares in Ravenclaw's service, he never stood still at this but the realization just went through the master's head, "It concerns young master Tommy, sir."
Ravenclaw's movements halt for just the briefest of moments as he calculates the expression and body language of his servant, trying to read him but getting little information back:"What about him?""Sir, I have served your lineage for generations. I cannot help but feel the need to express that I serve you and will continue to do so whatever decisions you make in your life. I'm loyal to the Ravenclaw name, with all due respect, sir."The butler sets the note for the conversation and his master listens as he continues, although in a softer voice as if taking the precaution someone might be listening at the door:"I know about Tommy's condition, sir. It is also very obvious to the keen eye, if you pardon my boldness, the chemistry between you two."Ravenclaw doesn't like to be put into this position, his options few and only one of them is to trust his butler's word even though he's inclined to take that gamble. He doesn't even insult the older gray hare by feigning ignorance:"How long have you known?""Frankly, sir. A few days after Tommy's arrival. Both your quarters were locked and the evening of his supposed nosebleed raised too many questions. Especially since his nose was void of any blood and I do your laundry, sir."
With slightly nervous taps, Ravenclaw's finger touches the cover of the book he was reading before the butler came in, looking at his servant with a seemingly expressionless face as he was thinking on what to do, "Did you tell anyone else, Charles?""No, sir."With that answer confirmed, the brown rabbit lays down his book and rubs a hand over his head, taking a moment to close his eye and to adjust his eye patch:"I care for this boy, Charles. I will do what it takes to track down whoever did this to him and punish them, as well as find a cure."The head butler is silent and merely nods, standing stiff and dapper as he waits for his master's next words. When those words don't come, he once again expresses:"Your secret is safe with me, sir. I have done my best to earnestly dismiss any of the rumours, but some things cannot be controlled." Ravenclaw taps his fingers together as he thinks, his fatigue getting the best of him as his brain refuses to work properly. Charles picks up on this and asks:"How have you been feeding young master Tommy, sir? It is dangerous to lose that much blood."The brown rabbit stands up and walks to
the open fireplace, leaning against the mantlepiece as he stares into the flames:"I know, Charles. It's a problem I haven't been able to circumvent. I don't know what to do!"Witty and intelligent as ever, the butler speaks up:"May I make a bold suggestion, master Ravenclaw?""At this point I'm willing to consider a lot of things, Charles. Please speak up," utters Ravenclaw as he sits down into one of the more comfortable chairs in front of the fire, again inviting the butler to sit down in the other one as well before serving them both a glass of cognac.
Charles takes his seat and accepts the glass, doing otherwise would after all be very rude, and explains:"The hospital in the city could use some more funding, sir. Might I suggest you give them additional funding to be able to open a blood bank, where people in need for money can donate blood in exchange for a small compensation. This would provide a continuous supply of nutrition for young master Tommy as well as increase your reputation with the locals. The rumours after all won't be contained to the manor for much longer when the employees visit their relatives."Ravenclaw has carefully listened and could list a good amount of flaws or things that can go wrong, after all funding a blood bank doesn't guarantee that he will have access to it. He swirls the liquor in his glass and gulps it down all at once, the drink obviously burns his throat. The rabbit then stands up and thanks the butler for his loyalty, wanting to go to bed as the continuous work rhythm plus the feeding of Tommy have literally drained Ravenclaw of his energy. He leaves the gray older hare to extinguishing the fireplace and one additional duty after which he's relieved for the night.
Tired and weary, Ravenclaw enters his bedroom and is not surprised to find Tommy waiting for him in his bed, the sheets pulled up to his midsection as the beautiful youth smiles gleefully at seeing his older lover. Locking the doors behind him, Ravenclaw just kicks off his boots and falls down onto the cool sheets on his bed, Tommy stroking his back as he asks:"So tired, my Lord?"The older rabbit just nods as he feels himself slipping away into a sleeping state, Tommy shaking him in an attempt to keep the master awake:"You need to undress, my love. You can't rest like this."Ravenclaw doesn't protest and he slowly lifts himself into an upright position, starting to unbutton his shirt as the younger rabbit boy pulls off his jacket, assisting him with undressing until the only item he still wears is his eye patch. Sliding under the covers, Ravenclaw sighs in a somewhat content manner as
he feels Tommy's arms embrace him and hold him against the youth's body, stroking his older lover as he soon sinks into a deep sleep. "Goodnight, my Lord," and with that Tommy kisses Ravenclaw as he just sits and waits for the hours to pass.
The next morning, Ravenclaw is woken by a sweet caress over his chest and a strange sensation in his nether area as he rubs the sleep out of his eye and looks at the ceiling. His eye patch apparently had been taken off by Tommy as it rests on his nightstand, the younger rabbit clearly not phased by his older lover's handicap and recognizing the need for the patch to be off once in a while for health reasons. The pleasantly strange sensation intensifies as he moans and reaches to trace his hand along the covers, finding the bulge that is Tommy's head hidden underneath it as it slowly bobs up and down. His young snow white lover always finds the best ways to wake him up, Ravenclaw of course not complaining in the least. He closes his eye once again and just sighs contently, letting out the occasional moan as he feels himself floating higher and higher, the climax drawing near as he abruptly gasps and grunts into the sheets. With deep breaths he feels that a large portion of today's energy had already been spend, it felt like he aged more and more every day by donating so much of his blood and semen to his young ward's diet.
Licking his lips with a boyish grin on his face, Tommy emerges from underneath the covers as his body slithers over Ravenclaw's, his voice almost melodious as he proclaims:"Good morning, my Lord. Had a good night's rest?"Ravenclaw chuckles at the boy still calling him with such stiff and official titles, but perhaps it's a good thing Tommy did know not to stray too far into the intimacy so that he can keep the act up for the staff, "Yes, I did. It seems to me that you sleep less and less though, Tommy."The white rabbit softly rubs himself back and forth over the older male's body, starting to invoke yet another arousal into Ravenclaw as if he was a teenager again:"Yeah, don't know what the deal with that is. I just seem more and more awake the last few days, it's not that great really because it's boring in this house."Ravenclaw chuckles as he reaches over to retrieve his eye patch, putting it on as he proclaims:"Get a hobby, kid!" Tommy acts as if offended, sitting up to reveal his naked form sitting on Ravenclaw's equally naked body as he presses his hand dramatically to his chest:"But my Lord! Don't you enjoy my sexual pleasuring of thy body?! Is that not a hobby after all?"Ravenclaw chuckles even more, lifting
himself into an upright sitting position against the headboard of his bed as his young lover scoots back to sit into his lap, face to face. The older brown rabbit caresses the snow white fur of Tommy's face, looking into the blood red eyes with so much love in his heart. Tommy smiles and leans forward to press a kiss against Ravenclaw's lips, even opening their mouths for a much more intimate sort of kiss. The younger rabbit boy can feel Ravenclaw's member rising with renewed vigor against his buttocks and tail, even though their relationship had blossomed fiercely and suddenly like a desert flower in a replenishing rain, it had not yet come to a point where they had actually lain together like a husband and wife would.
When the kiss is released, Ravenclaw just smiles back into Tommy's youthful face, unable to repress a soft thrust with his hips as he feels the boy's delicious backside tease his flesh:"Tommy, today I want you to have an open mind and be brave, I need you to step outside into the sun with me."This catches the young boy off guard of course, his eyes and mouth expressing the very idea is ridiculous to him:"But my love, I cannot step into the sunlight anymore, you know that."Ravenclaw smiles in a conspiring little smirk as he gives the boy a last kiss and then rolls him off of him:"You'll see what I mean, Tommy. It will be great if my information is correct." After refreshing themselves in the adjourning bathroom with cold water and scented soaps, Tommy is send out to sneakily return to his room. The young rabbit had made it a habit to leave his room deep into the night when everyone was resting, locking his door and sneaking into his lover's bedroom. So far only Charles had found out as far as Ravenclaw knows. Tommy was to make a big act about getting up in his own room and then joining the older brown rabbit again in the dining room to show off he's feeling much better today, although the young rabbit has no clue how he was supposed to enter a room streaming with sunlight. When he gets to his room and enters his question is answered though, apparently Charles' last duty last night was to deliver a set of clothes to the young boy's bedroom. Tommy picks up the stylish new clothes, resembling the master's witch hunter fashion a lot including the long black coat, the belt and hat, everything. What's extra though are a set of dark glasses and an umbrella as well as leather gloves. Probably to protect his skin from being touched by the sun as well as reduce the pain he'd receive from looking into brightly lit areas.
Tommy is a little skeptical though, he'll look like
a freak if he has to wear all this stuff all the time he goes outside. He puts on most of the outfit, preferring the hat over the umbrella as he steps out into the hallway, the curtains drawn open by the maids a while ago. With a little fright, Tommy steps forward and tentatively sticks his gloved hand out into the sunlight. He's very relieved to see nothing happens. This encourages him to just bite through the sour apple and step entirely into the sunlight, the rays almost blinding him despite the darkened glasses he's wearing. For a moment it feels like he's enveloped by fire, scorching the fur off his skin as he gasps but then he realizes it's just the warmth of the sun coming through the clothes. A sensation he had lost during the brief period he was turned. Without further ado he walks casually towards the dining room, his confidence reinforced by this turn of events. The staff is shocked to see the young master up and about during daytime, even though he's wearing a very dark outfit. Ravenclaw smiles with genuine happiness as he sees the youth enter the sunlit room with an even bigger smile on his face, inviting Tommy to sit down and eat. The brown rabbit had instructed Charles to spread a rumour of his own that a doctor had been called to the mansion last night to examine the white rabbit boy and had diagnosed him with a rare genetic abnormality called Albinism. This is partially true, it's a lot more common among the feral rabbit species to birth albinos, but this is the perfect cover for Tommy's so called sensitivity to the sun. The simple folk like most of the staff have never seen a case of albinism and might feel relieved to know that it's a legitimate abnormality in the medical world.
Ravenclaw and Tommy finish their breakfasts, Tommy's acting skills about liking the food increasing even though he never does seem to chew much and drinks a lot of wine with his food. The alcohol probably provides for some relief of the filthy ashen taste the food leaves in his mouth. The staff as well as Tommy are surprised when the master announces:"I'm taking the day off for a stroll in the parks and perhaps have a picnic at noon, care to join me, Tommy?"If Tommy would have had a heartbeat it would have skipped a beat or two as his mouth extends in a broad smile, finally he's able to do normal activities again and leave the house! He quickly nods to which master Ravenclaw meekly smiles and orders his staff to prepare everything necessary to make it happen. When the time comes they step outside and onto an open horse carriage, a few maids as well as the head butler and a driver would
join them. The vehicle rides over the carefully maintained roads as they head for the extensive gardens behind the manor, a large lake with many willow trees surrounding it would be their destination. Of course Tommy and Ravenclaw can't express any intimacy or fondness for each other with all the staff around them, but the occasional knowing smile from one to another makes up for it. The older brown rabbit exposits a little about the history of his ancestors, the manor and the gardens as well as the land and its change of authority over the years. The House of Ravenclaw had lost a lot of glamour with the rise of industry and modern reasoning but still people called upon the rabbit's knowledge about the occult when strange things happen. Usually false alarms but not always, as Tommy was living proof of the existence of powers far beyond logic and reason in this world.
Tommy closes his eyes, feeling the breeze caress his cheeks as he holds on to his hat tightly, carrying the umbrella underneath his overcoat just in case. He feels so free, this is exactly what he needed! The carriage stops at a beautiful little spot in the shadow of a large willow tree and the servants quickly set up the picnic table and folding chairs, serving cold sandwiches and a selection of cheeses, as well as some vintage wine. The sounds of the world around him fills Tommy completely, every sound and scent so intensified that it shocks him really. Ravenclaw dismisses the servants back to the carriage outside of hearing distance and starts talking to his young love:"And Tommy? What do you think? Can you live with having to go outside in these clothes?"The young boy smiles and nods, just looking around at all the beauty of the living world which he thought he had lost forever:"It's beautiful, I'm happy to be outside."This clearly pleases Ravenclaw as he picks up his glass of wine, smelling and tasting it as he enjoys the outing.
The next question from the young lad completely hits him out of nowhere though, making him almost choke as he swallows the wine, "Can we get married, my Lord?"The head butler alarmed by his master coughing looks their way but stays with the carriage as Ravenclaw quickly signs that everything is alright. The brown rabbit looks over at the young boy with an unbelieving look, surely the boy can't be that naive? He clears his throat and looks directly at Tommy to instill the seriousness of his words:"Tommy, you're a boy. Males marrying is unheard of and would be an abomination in the Lord's eyes on its own. On top of that you're... well, you're undead. You know darn well as I do that this
is nonsense and cannot ever happen!" Tommy takes the little outburst a little better than Ravenclaw would have expected, probably because the boy already knew the futility of his own question. The white furred boy looks out over the lake with a neutral expression and doesn't reply, just remaining quiet as Ravenclaw picks his glass back up to drink again. He wishes that he could have just said 'yes' to his young lover's question, he truly does. But he cannot encourage such foolish ideas in Tommy's unexperienced mind, those thoughts might grow to disastrous results. The older brown rabbit does his best to bring up a much lighter conversation on which Tommy picks up, yet he seems a little taken aback still by Ravenclaw's outburst and even when they eventually return to the mansion the boy doesn't say much. Ravenclaw feels for him and thus allows Tommy his space as the boy exclaims he'd like to be alone for a while as he wishes to practice on the piano.
Ravenclaw retreats to his study as well as he considers Charles' plan, weighing the risks and realizing for the plan to work that he would need to bribe at least one person who's gonna have access to the blood bank to sneak out supplies without asking any questions. It is during these pondering thoughts when the head butler enters the study after requesting permission and places a bottle of red wine onto the desk. The brown rabbit male is a little confused:"What's that for, Charles? Is this a special occasion?""No sir," replied the butler dignified but Ravenclaw can hear a hint of excitement in the older man's voice, "I've kindly provided tonight's dinner for young master Tommy, sir."Ravenclaw looks at the wine bottle with a frown on his face, but realizes the contents probably isn't wine at all, "It's mine, sir. Healthy as far as I know so it should serve young master Tommy well until a more reliable source can be found." The master looks up at his butler with a melancholic look:"You don't have to do this, Charles.""I don't need to be asked, sir. Young master Tommy is your ward and therefor my responsibility as well, plus you may not continue to siphon your own health every day, sir."Ravenclaw smiles and holds the bottle up against the light, the content seems to be slightly thicker than regular red wine but no one without knowledge would know. Unless they were to taste themselves of course. He places it back down and just says:"Thank you, Charles. This gesture will not go unappreciated."The butler nods dignified and backs out of the room, leaving the older brown rabbit alone again. Ravenclaw looks at his pocket watch and
observes that it's getting late, probably a good time to look up Tommy and see if he's still upset as well as bring him his real dinner.