Wrapped Up

(Final chap and kinda Epi. There will be a third book in a bit (I'll post a notice as a chapter in this book to let you guys know when it's up), similar stand-alone like this one. These characters might return in it, depending on how the storyline plays itself out) 

Sitting up in bed the next morning, Harper knew that he was going to be miserable. I really should learn not to instigate lord Rule. Ever again. He flopped back down to the bed and groaned, the sound seemingly drawing Arthur's attention because one of his eyes slowly opened. 

"I could hear you two being quite busy in the other room yesterday." He mumbled before stretching like a content cat beneath the blankets. 

Harper felt his face heat, but he was honestly getting used to the idea of mentioning sex around them more. He did hope, however, that he got a chance to heal his backside before they decided to make use of it again, though. 

Speaking of which. 

"My lord, what exactly are we?" He asked, not sure how else to phrase the question. 

Arthur slowly pushed himself up against the stack of pillows, then gestured Harper forward with his arms. The man didn't look too capable of much at the current moment, with his tired eyes and careful movements, so Harper settled himself in his lap and relaxed as Arthur's arms encircled him. 

He was quiet for a long while, drawing Harper's puzzled gaze up to meet his. "I'm not sure." Arthur finally said on a sigh. The lord lifted a hand to sift through his hair before sighing again. 

"Most couples are made by their parents, or the woman is offered to a man as a wife." He mumbled awkwardly, then stared down at him. "But you are definitely not a woman, nor a wife." 

Harper frowned, trying to figure out what they could possibly be considered. Were there such things as male mistresses? It was worth asking...

"Am I a mistress, of sorts?" He asked, drawing a chuckle from beside them as Rule pushed himself up. 

"No." 

The simple answer didn't help his conundrum much. 

"Well, what do you want to be, Harper?" Arthur asked as he eyed Rule, who was inching closer. 

Harper noticed the man's line of sight and turned his attention back to Rule in time to feel the other lord tug him partially onto his lap. They seemed like they were about to consider pulling him until one of them won, but thankfully they both glared at each other, then reluctantly just decided to wrap one arm each around his waist. 

"Well, for one, I don't want you two fighting over me." 

Boy did it make him feel strange to say such a thing.

Rule huffed, but after another look at Arthur, he dropped his head to the guy's shoulder. "We'll work on it." 

Harper was surprised that neither of them argued about doing something a servant asked of them. Granted, he didn't appear to be a servant any longer, but that just left another question he needed an answer to. 

"So, what am I? Like, my status." He asked. 

Arthur and Rule both smiled at that as Arthur pressed a hand to the top of his head and messed up his hair a bit more. 

"You are to be treated as a master here. A lord of the estate." 

Harper's mouth dropped open in shock, but Rule just took that opportunity to cover it with his own. He let the kiss go on for a minute, then Harper nudged at Rule until he reluctantly retreated and leaned back. 

"That... can I ask that you not do that sometimes? Am I allowed? And the uh, other stuff we did yesterday?" 

Rule scowled, but Arthur elbowed him in the side, changing his expression slightly. 

"Yes, you may. You are now considered equals to us, so yes, you may decline something we request." 

I hope they don't mind me using that information today. My backside can't handle anymore right now. 

"So, that brings me back to what I actually am to you two. What are we?" He asked, looking from one lord to the other. 

Arthur and Rule looked at each other, both of their brows creased in thought. When Rule's head tilted slightly and they both grinned, Harper raised an eyebrow. 

"Lover. I believe that is the word that we can use to describe our relationship. If we could, we'd make you our husband, but such things are not possible in this day and age, unfortunately." Arthur said before Rule took over. 

"Don't think that we won't fight for you, though. You are more important than any wife to us. We don't want a woman, or any other man." Rule stated with a sincerity that made Harper tuck his face against his chest, trying to hide that he was blinking back tears. 

He'd never honestly heard that someone wanted him in such a way. Yes, he knew that the lords wanted him physically recently, or as a servant or person that would stay by their side, but he'd never thought that they would consider him similar to what a husband would a wife. Someone that they wanted to spend their lives with. 

I have two people who... love me? 

"I love you." He whispered before looking up at Arthur, then to Rule. "And I love you." 

Harper licked his lips and hunched a bit, biting his lower lip. "But that's all I have to offer..." 

Rule's familiar chuckle drew Harper's attention up, along with the man's hand grasping and lifting his chin as he leaned forward. "Can I kiss?" Rule asked, making Harper stutter an approval. 

Before he could comprehend what Rule was doing, he felt lips against his own, but he was also being gently pushed back against the blankets. Harper expected the man to try and get him out of his simple sleep shirt and then do other things, but he simply enjoyed the slow kiss, then leaned away and tugged Harper back up and into his arms. 

"I'm sorry we pushed you a bit with the sex." He said, making Harper blush. 

Arthur leaned over and pressed a kiss to his hair. "Yeah, we should have been more careful. I'm sure you're not feeling the greatest right now... especially after someone decided to do it again yesterday." 

Rule grumbled and got up at the sound of a knock on the sitting room's door. Arthur followed him after a moment, when he didn't return right away. I suppose I should go too. Harper pulled on a pair of trousers first, wincing at the ache his backside sent throughout his body. 

Definitely going to say no the next few times they try. I want to eventually be able to ride my new horse.  

He fought himself not to limp to the door where the two lords stood speaking to one of the maids. Harper was only there for a moment before they sent her on her way, then returned to the bedroom to dress quickly. 

They returned a minute later, dressed far nicer than he was. "Don't worry, we'll be getting you some clothing soon. You will look adorable." Rule said, making Harper scowl. 

"I want to look handsome." He said, then pursed his lips and looked down. 

Both lords chuckled as Arthur lifted his chin with a warm hand. "Alright. If you would like clothing that would make you look handsome, then we shall get that for you... but will you allow us a few cute outfits, too?" 

I suppose that is fair. 

"Yes sir." Harper replied. 

"Arthur." He responded, making Harper fidget nervously. 

"A-Arthur." He said, earning a smile from the lord that made him relax a little. 

Rule took his hand and tugged him toward the door. "The magistrate is here to talk to us about Matilda and lord Walters." He said, making Harper frown. He'd hoped he had heard the last of them. 

He tried to hurry after Rule as Arthur paced ahead of them a bit, but his foot wasn't exactly fully healed, and with his weight shifting from the ache in his backside, he was having trouble keeping up. 

Harper did his best until he ran right into Rule's chest, having been so focused on his own feet. "Sweetheart, say if you need help, alright? We want you to be able to lean on us." Rule said as he reached down and lifted him up into his arms. 

Sagging against Rule in relief, Harper caught his breath quickly, then looked up as they descended the stairs. "You're grabbing my backside..." He mumbled, embarrassed and worried that someone might see. 

Rule's chuckle vibrated through his chest. "Do you wish for me to stop, Harper?" He asked, making Harper's embarrassment paint his cheeks a faint pink. 

"...no." 

Rule grinned as they got to the bottom of the stairs. 

"No, what?" 

Harper almost said no sir, but then quickly corrected himself. 

"No, Rule. I do not mind." 


Kirin was waiting for them in a sitting room beside the kitchen with Arthur. He seemed far more relaxed than Harper would have thought considering the information he had come to share. When Kirin noticed them walk in he uncrossed his legs and stood, offering an outstretched hand. 

Rule shook it after carefully setting Harper down. "Good morning, Kirin. What information do you have for us?" He asked as he dropped down into a large armchair while Harper took the seat beside Arthur on the sofa. 

"Well, Abel and I have decided upon a punishment we believe is proper, but because of the damage to your property and Harper, to your leg, I believe that you two should have a say in the issue." Kirin stated, making Harper's mouth drop open. 

Rule seemed much less surprised as he leaned back and tilted his head slightly with curiosity. "What did you have in mind?" He asked, a mischievous glint already shining in his eyes. 

"Well, for lord Walters, I believe that because he was a participant in burning down your estate, that you should, in turn, acquire his, including all of his wealth and lands." 

Rule's mouth dropped open then, but he quickly recovered clearing his throat behind his hand. "You, I mean, I'm going to get everything that was under his name?" He asked, honestly surprised. The old magistrate would have just sentenced Walter's to death, but something like this? 

"Wait. What will keep him from destroying his former property, or finding and burning this one?" Arthur questioned exactly what Harper was thinking. 

Kirin grinned at that, seemingly having been waiting for that question. "He's going to jail. I've remodeled the building a bit, that the old magistrate had been using. It's nowhere near as disgusting or overrun. I do believe that he will enjoy his ten year stay." He stated with a smirk that Rule soon matched. 

"What of Matilda?" Harper asked, hoping that he didn't get scolded for talking. It would take him time to get used to being allowed to act and speak as someone of status. 

Kirin turned his smile to him and nodded. "I have news of her punishment, as well. Lady Lelynn actually came up with the idea." He said, making Arthur and Rule look at each other for a moment, then back to Kirin. 

"She is to work in a brothel." 

Harper choked on air as both Arthur and Rule stared at each other again, then burst out laughing. "Oh, I suddenly love that woman." Rule said as he leaned forward and offered his hand for Kirin to shake again. 

"I agree on those punishments. They suit them both quite well." He said, earning a chuckle and a nod from Kirin as he leaned forward to shake his hand. 

All eyes turned to Harper after Arthur added his agreement. He wasn't too sure if he was okay with Matilda's punishment, though. Yes, he thought that she, perhaps, deserved it. 

I don't think I can agree. 

"I think... that maybe instead of having to work sexually, that she should be responsible for cleaning all of the soiled linens." He said hesitantly, looking down at his hands folded in his lap. 

There was silence in the room for several moments before Kirin leaned back into his chair and nodded his head toward Rule. "Well? What do you say?" 

Rule copied Kirin's posture and shrugged. "If that's what Harper wants, then I agree with it." He said, making Harper whirl his head around to stare at him in shock. 

"Very well. I will adjust that punishment. Thank you for your time, gentleman, and I bid you farewell." He said as he got up, followed by everyone else. 

Kirin was just stepping out of the front door, having been escorted by the small group, when Harper tugged his shirt lightly to get his attention. "Um, what happened to the back of your neck?" He asked, a bit worried. 

The look on Kirin's face made Harper frown. "My lady has found a new walking stick... and it packs quite a powerful punch." He said before bowing slightly, then hurrying off to his horse, which was being held a few paces away by one of the stable grooms. 

Harper walked to the top of the small set of stairs, smiling and giving the magistrate a wave before turning at the sound of his two lords stepping out onto the porch. They both wrapped him in a hug using one arm, giving each of them enough space to show affection without getting in each others' way. Harper thought that they might think it was weird and not want to show him attention in front of their servants, but he didn't seem to have needed to worry. Neither lord hesitated or withdrew until they were content. 

"I believe there is still some breakfast cooking in the kitchen. Shall we, love?" Rule said, earning an "Of course," from Arthur before he gave him an abrupt kiss and nudged Rule as he walked inside.  

Rule rolled his eyes, but when Harper gave a quiet laugh, the man shook off his slight frustration and took his hand. "Shall we, love?" He said as he turned and tugged Harper gently, being careful to not rush him because of his leg and their previous activities. 

Harper paused before they got to the kitchen, however, making Rule stop just long enough for him to reach over and grab his shovel. "I'd like to bring it upstairs." He said with an innocent smile. 

Rule stared at the shovel as if it were a bag full of bees, but then sighed and shrugged. "Sure, that's fine. Just... it's going to stay outside of our bedroom." He stated, his tone brooking no argument. 

Harper grinned and nodded, using his lovely walking shovel to help him toward the kitchen with one hand while Rule held the other. 

"I think that I could get used to this." Harper noted as they stepped inside and the smell of fresh bread and cooked meats met his nose. 

"What?" Rule wondered aloud. 

Harper turned and pressed a kiss to the lord's cheek, then smiled over at Arthur, who was lounging comfortably at a large table at the far end of the room, out of everyone's  way, yet still very intently watching them. Looking back up at Rule, Harper let his grin widen as he squeezed his hand. 

"Being loved by my two lords." 



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