sunandhisdragon

[sunandhisdragon]

Xander took control, and for the first time in a long time, Alexei found himself smiling at the ability to be able to completely surrender himself to someone.

He was pinned down and yielded every ounce of control to his husband, a man that he had hated at first, a man that he had feared. Now, Alexei could see the merit in accepting everything as it was. He could see the man for who he truly was.

Xander was the Khal of Khals, a natural born leader that deserved his terrifying reputation. He was also a man that cared for his husband; he was capable of apologies, capable of feeling the pain he caused.

Alexei was under Xander's spell. He moaned as his husband's mouth worked its way down his body. Once he felt Xander's mouth on his dick, Alexei shuddered.

He whimpered as Xander skillfully took care of him, as he took Alexei deep. Alexei's hands tangled themselves in Xander's hair and tugged; he felt a hand on his balls and he groaned and his grip tightened.

Quickly, he felt himself start to fall apart. Alexei felt himself tense, felt an orgasm building, but Xander pulled away and left him exposed. Alexei was about to sit up, but Xander's tongue running up his body made him pause.

Xander cared for Alexei. Both physically, and now Alexei had the proof that Xander cared for him more than that. He saw his Khaleesi as his equal and was just as willing to give up control to prove it to him.

But Xander flipping them over and telling Alexei to make Xander his was the last thing he expected him to say. Alexei's jaw dropped and he stared down at Xander with wide eyes.

Alexei closed his mouth with Xander's comment and he suddenly grew nervous. He wasn't exactly sure what to do. With both Konstantin and Xander, he was never the one in control. With both of them, he had yielded his body for them, and now in this moment, he was drawing a blank.

He took a calming breath before nodding. He could do this.

Alexei positioned himself until he was leaning over Xander's face before lowering himself and brushing his lips against his husband's. He kissed him again, more fervently, deeply and felt Xander do just the same.

Slowly, Alexei moved his way downward. He peppered kisses all over Xander's jaw, his neck and collarbones before he paused. Using his tongue, Alexei focused his efforts on Xander's nipple. He licked at the tender skin, took the bud into his mouth and teased him with teeth. Alexei gently bit down and grinned when he felt a hand in his hair.

Once he was convinced Xander had enough, Alexei moved to his other nipple and gave him the same treatment before he leaned his weight to the side and lifted a hand to tease Xander's nipple while he bit at the other.

He could feel Xander's length pressed up against him, already painfully hard and Alexei was reminded of his own throbbing erection. He began to move his way down, his tongue creating a wet trail until he reached Xander's dick. To tease him further, Alexei took the tip into his mouth and sucked, pressed his tongue against the head and grinned when he drew a moan from Xander.

Alexei pulled away, much to Xander's disappointment, and grabbed the bottle of oil. He sat up on his knees and grabbed Xander by his hips before tugging him up and forward so he could wrap his legs around Alexei's waist. He slicked his fingers with the oil and pressed them to Xander's entrance. "Say that you're mine, my sun."

As soon as he heard the words, Alexei slipped a finger in and groaned at how tight the Khal was. He wanted to fuck him now, fuck him hard, but he'd have to be patient. Alexei began working him open, thrusting his finger in and out and grinning at the noises he was able to get out of Xander. When he was ready, Alexei slipped in a second finger and began thrusting them in and out faster than before. He was getting desperate, impatient, so the moment Alexei figured Xander was ready, he slicked his dick with oils before embedding himself in his husband with a rough thrust.

Alexei moaned at how tight Xander still was, and he waited a few seconds for them to adjust to the sudden pressure. Slowly but surely, he began pulling himself out and pushing himself back in. As his hands settled on Xander's thighs to hold him in place, his pace increased until he was panting with the effort.

Xander had thoroughly teased him, had made Alexei desperate, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer. Alexei's grip on Xander's thighs grew tighter as he pulled Xander towards him again, to get himself deeper. A low, pooling heat grew in his stomach and he knew he was close.

Xander looked absolutely stunning below him. His back was arched, his head tilted back and his mouth just barely open. The sounds escaping him were so lovely, so angelic that Alexei was looking at him in awe as he finally came. He grunted and his pace faltered and his gaze dropped to see Xander coming all over his own stomach.

Alexei's fingers dug into Xander's skin as he stopped his movements altogether. He was breathing heavily, but he was smiling down at Xander. He pulled out of Xander and lowered his head to the Khal's stomach. Alexei opened his mouth and began cleaning his stomach off with careful strokes of his tongue.

Once Xander was sufficiently cleaned, Alexei positioned himself above the Khal and leaned down to kiss him, to let him taste the salty tang of his own come.

Alexei smiled and fell into bed besides Xander as he caught his breath. His hand sought out Xander's and he interlocked their fingers. "I'm yours, my sun. You are mine."

[sunandhisdragon]

Xander’s heart swelled when Alexei asked him to braid his hair. In that moment, he was so happy that he would have given Alexei anything he asked for. He would have given Alexei the world. “Of course, my Khaleesi.”

Sitting down next to Alexei, Xander ran his fingers through the damp hair to get rid of any tangles. Then he started braiding. It didn’t take long to finish, Alexei’s hair was still short compared to the rest of the Dothraki. But it was a braid nonetheless and Xander was incredibly pleased.

Alexei’s lips were soft against Xander’s skin. He watched as Alexei settled down in bed and didn’t move until the man was fully asleep. Xander leaned forward and brushed his fingers along Alexei’s cheek. He looked so relaxed as he slept. It seemed that Alexei was finally accepting his new life. Xander was thrilled. Now that he was finally respecting the Dothraki culture and traditions, Xander would make sure that Alexei never wanted for anything.

Xander spent the day out of the tent so that Alexei could rest. The horde took advantage of the break from riding. Everyone was drinking and feasting, and Xander partook in the festivities until dusk. Alexei was just waking up when Xander returned to the tent.

A grin spread across Xander’s face. “Good morning.” Alexei looked so much better than he had in days. Xander’s eyes watched Alexei’s robe slip almost completely off as he sat up and stretched. They had gone two days without having sex and it felt like a lifetime to Xander. He was desperate for Alexei, but he wouldn’t push him. Not after everything he had already done to him.

Xander strode forward and sat down at the spot Alexei made for him. He wanted to reach out and touch him, but held himself back. Which was why he was thankful when Alexei closed the distance between them.

Alexei leaned over and kissed him, and Xander melted into it. He was more than aware that this was the first time Alexei had initiated something between them and he was very grateful for it. Xander slipped his tongue into Alexei’s mouth and reveled in the man’s touch.

Xander moaned as Alexei climbed onto his lap and his hands moved to his hips. He needed Alexei, and could feel himself hardening underneath him. Alexei’s robe was barely hanging to him and Xander pushed it the rest of the way off and admired his husband’s naked body.

Alexei’s words set a fire in Xander. He groaned, low and throaty before using his grip on Alexei’s hips to flip them. Alexei was now being pressed into the mattress as Xander hovered over him. “Gladly, my moon.”

Xander pinned Alexei’s hands on either side of his head and dipped down to trail his lips along Alexei’s collar bone. “Gods how I’ve missed this.” Alexei was naked, but Xander wasn’t. He hadn’t worn a shirt all day, but he still had his pants on. He undid them quickly and slipped them off.

Taking his time, Xander worshipped Alexei’s body. His hands and lips were everywhere as he worked hard to get as many moans and whimpers from Alexei as possible. Inspired by Alexei’s actions from the last time they had sex, Xander shifted until his mouth was at Alexei’s length. Starting at the base, Xander licked up to the tip and then took Alexei’s dick in his mouth. He sucked hard as he went low, taking Alexei deep in his throat.

One of Xander’s hands moved to cup Alexei’s balls while he sucked, and the other moved to his own dick. Xander set a fast pace and didn’t relent until he could feel Alexei tense. Right before he could come, Xander pulled away completely.

Although Alexei seemed to have accept things, Xander wanted to make sure the man knew how much he cared about him and wanted to make things work.

Xander trailed his tongue up Alexei’s torso to his mouth and kissed him again. “You’re mine Alexei, but I’m also yours. You’re not a slave. You’re my Khaleesi, my equal, and I am sorry for all of the times that I’ve ever treated you as anything less than that.” He rolled them over again, so that he was now the one on his back and Alexei was straddling him. “Show me I’m yours, Khaleesi.”

Alexei’s shock was evident and very amusing. He gaped at Xander with wide eyes, his mouth hanging open.

Xander smirked up at him. “Close your mouth my moon, unless you’re planning on using it for something.”

[sunandhisdragon]

Alexei could do nothing but gape at Xander at the discovery that his panic had been his punishment. It was truly a genius idea but had absolutely destroyed Alexei in the process.

He was worn down, exhausted to the point that he barely noticed when Xander moved him onto the bed. His head was spinning as the pieces began to fall into place.

Alexei sat quietly as Xander left and returned with servants. He was so tired and his head ached, enough that he hardly noticed when it was only the two of them. Xander had him stand again, and Alexei stayed quiet as Xander tugged off his clothes. He almost expected the Khal to lead it to sex, but Alexei couldn't have cared less at this point. He had been so stressed, and now he was just deflating.

Although the hot water helped the stress start to dissipate. Alexei took a shaky breath and sat back in the water and closed his eyes.

Alexei was surprised to feel water poured on his head and Xander's hands in his hair. ��He let out a long, relaxed sigh as his Khal's fingers massaged his scalp, alleviating his headache and the soreness from Xander pulling on his hair earlier.

Xander began to hum and Alexei couldn't help a small smile from escaping him. His husband had never been this soft and kind to him before, and it was pleasantly surprising to have him take care of Alexei like this. Xander's hands moved lower and began to massage his neck and shoulders, and Alexei leaned forward and moaned.

Xander's touch was firm and strong and worked the knots out of Alexei. He had been so tense for so long and so much of his body ached, and this was absolute bliss. As Xander's hands moved lower, Alexei involuntarily shivered. He was becoming so relaxed and Xander's touch was comforting.

It was hard to believe that the day before, he had been yanking on Alexei's hair and yelling. Today, he was humming pleasantly and making Alexei feel more relaxed than he had been in a long time.

When the water was cold, Xander rinsed the soap from Alexei's hair. Alexei blinked away the remaining soap and wiped at his eyes before climbing out of the tub and pulling on the robe that Xander offered.

He could see that Xander was staring at his body, watching the water drip, but he didn't move to get Alexei on the bed. It wasn't a large gesture of thoughtfulness, but Alexei certainly appreciated it.

Instead, Xander simply kissed him and told him to rest. Alexei gave Xander a soft smile. "Thank you."

He wasn't sure he'd be able to ride without falling asleep, and that certainly would have been a sight. The people didn't need to see their Khaleesi falling off his horse.

Alexei climbed into their bed and was about to lay down before he paused. "My Khal? Would you-" He suddenly hesitated as he grew nervous. "Would you braid my hair? I know it's short, but..."

He turned and felt Xander's hands in his hair again. His touch was gentle and soothing, and Alexei found himself humming. It didn't take him long to finish, and Alexei reached around to feel the short braid. He brushed his fingers over it and smiled. "Thank you."

It wasn't much in the way of following the ways of the Dothraki, but it was certainly a start. This was Alexei's life now, and he was going to accept it, even if it was only in baby steps.

Alexei wanted to say more, wanted to talk to Xander more to sort through all this, but he was too sleepy. Instead, he sat up on his knees and pulled Xander towards himself to place a gentle kiss on the man's cheek. With that, he settled back onto the bed and fell asleep.

When he awoke again, Alexei felt far better than he had in days. He was well rested and relaxed, and his eyes were no longer swollen or puffy. Alexei yawned and sat up, rubbing his eyes as he heard Xander come in. "Good morning." The sun was only starting to set.

His stress from before seemed to have vanished entirely, and he couldn't be more thankful. Alexei stretched and felt a pop in his back before realizing that his robe had almost entirely slipped off. He was blushing and moved to cover himself, but he really didn't need to. Xander had seen him naked for weeks now, but he was still a bit bashful. Alexei paused and left the robe as it was instead, figuring he would try something new.

He was going to try a different outlook on things. Alexei couldn't change the situation he was in, rebelling against it hadn't worked well, but he could try and take control and see how he liked that.

"Come here, my Khal." Alexei shifted so that there was room for Xander on the bed next to him. "I wanted to thank you for your kindness earlier. I didn't deserve that, not after what I did, but I am thankful for another chance." Alexei smiled. "I wanted to return the favor."

He leaned forward and kissed Xander. It was the first time Alexei had done it of his own accord, of his own decision, and he quite liked it. His hands moved slowly, resting on Xander's thighs, as he continued to kiss his husband.

Alexei climbed into Xander's lap to get better leverage and felt his husband's hands move to his bare hips. A low heat began to stir in Alexei's stomach and as he broke the kiss and looked down, he saw that he was getting hard. If sitting on Xander's lap indicated anything, so was the Khal.

"Take me, my sun and stars. I'm yours."

[sunandhisdragon]

Xander had barely gotten out of bed before Alexei threw himself down in front of him. Tears streamed down his face as he apologized to Xander. When he finally looked up, Xander was almost startled at his husband’s appearance. He had huge bags under his bloodshot eyes. His hair was tangled and messy and his eyes were puffy, meaning that he had been crying for a long time. Xander’s plan had worked.

Alexei confirmed his thoughts when he said he hadn’t slept at all that night and that he had had no peace. His ragged appearance definitely showed that.

Xander frowned. Maybe his plan had worked a little too well. It was never his goal to break Alexei. Despite only knowing him for a short amount of time, Alexei was his Khaleesi and Xander did care for him, even if he wasn’t the best at showing it. He admired Alexei’s strength and stubbornness, and Xander didn’t want to destroy that. He simply wanted to make Alexei finally accept his new life.

Xander bent and grabbed Alexei’s upper arms and pulled the man to his feet, firmly but carefully. He tilted Alexei’s chin up so that he could look in his eyes.

“I’ve already punished you.” Xander said, his voice low. “And it seems to have had its desired effect.”

Alexei seemed to go into shock. Xander’s frown returned and he moved Alexei down so that he was sitting on the bed. “Stay.” Xander told him, but he wasn’t even sure if Alexei heard him or not. Xander left the tent to find a servant to draw a bath. He returned a few minutes later and Alexei hadn’t moved from his position.

Servants bustled in and out of their tent, bringing hot water for the bath. Once it was full and the last servant disappeared, Xander got Alexei to stand back up and slowly stripped him of his clothes.

While Xander loved the sight of Alexei’s naked body, and he could already feel his dick hardening, that was not the point of this. Xander helped Alexei into the bath and then moved behind him as he sank deeper into the hot water. The servants had added scented oils to the water so that Alexei’s skin would be soft and smooth after. Xander grabbed a nearby pitcher and used it to wet Alexei’s hair and then massaged soap into it to clean it. Xander took his time, his fingers rubbing soothingly against Alexei’s scalp.

Up until now, they had sat in total silence. But when Xander felt Alexei start to relax, he began humming softly under his breath. Xander’s hands lowered and he began to massage Alexei’s neck and shoulders. Alexei leaned forward, his head resting on his bent knees and Xander went lower, moving his hands up and down Alexei’s back. Scars decorated his back, and Xander ran his fingers over them as he massaged Alexei.

Once the water was no longer warm, Xander rinsed the soap from Alexei’s hair and grabbed a robe for him to put on as he climbed out of the tub. Xander stared at Alexei as water dripped down his impossibly pale skin. Xander had no idea how it was still so light after spending so much time in the sun.

Xander kissed Alexei, a barely there touch. “Sleep, my moon. We will not ride today.”

[sunandhisdragon]

Alexei saw Xander's reflection in the mirror the second he entered the tent. He froze immediately, his stomach plummeting as Xander's expression morphed from a soft smile to intense rage.

Xander leapt forward, knocking Alexei down, and Alexei gasped as he was slammed down against the ground. He already ached, and Xander's falling on top of him completely knocked the air out of his chest. The knife was ripped from his hand and was tossed out of his reach.

Before he had the chance to catch his breath, Xander was sitting on top of him, his hand in Alexei's hair and he was yanking it and shaking Alexei.

Alexei let out a cry as Xander tugged on his hair and pulled his head up. He grabbed Xander's wrist and tried to force him to let go, but the man's grip was iron tight and impossible to break. The more Xander pulled, the louder Alexei's cries became. Tears were welling up and Alexei's entire body was tense as the Khal yelled.

He squeezed his eyes shut and felt Xander shake him until he was staring back at his enraged eyes.

Alexei regretted this entirely. He shouldn't have been so stupid. Tears began to fall as Xander tugged once more and ordered him to never try it again. He was desperate enough to nod silently to give Xander whatever he wanted.

He was terrified out of his wits, petrified of Xander. The man had earned the right to be the Khal of the Dothraki, he had never been defeated in battle. Alexei, a bastard and abused warrior, had disrespected the man, disrespected his culture in a way that would have ruined Xander.

It was unforgivable.

Alexei had pushed Xander from the beginning. He had fought tooth and nail to keep his dignity, he had brought punishment upon himself. He was still facing the aftereffects of the previous night, and he couldn't take it anymore. He was being pushed beyond what he could handle, and his flame was burning out.

Alexei trembled underneath Xander as the Khal warned him that he would be punished accordingly. He couldn't hold himself together already, but now, the punishment would be something awful. Something that would make Alexei regret everything that he had tried to do.

He was sure that whatever Xander's punishment would be would crush the living soul out of him. It would leave him as an empty shell, a quiet and obedient Khaleesi, just what Xander wanted.

Alexei got up and caught his reflection in the mirror. His face was splotchy and red and he wiped away his tears with his hand before silently following out after Xander. His head was down, hidden away from any curious eyes.

For the first time since they met, Alexei rode next to Xander. He was silent, never looking towards Xander. Only keeping his gaze focused forward as he imagined all the terrible things that Xander could do to him.

Xander could abuse him, could physically hurt him, could sexually take advantage of him over and over. He could humiliate him in front of his people, could cut him off from everyone that he had grown attached to. As the Khal, Xander had the power to do anything he wanted to whomever he wanted.

These horrifying thoughts plagued and terrified his mind as they rode. His hands were shaking, were trembling as each scenario grew more and more horrifying. Alexei couldn't breath. He couldn't focus on anything besides fearing for his future.

When they stopped, Alexei was convinced that Xander would punish him then. That he had had plenty of time to think over a way to make him regret everything, but Xander hadn't touched him, hadn't spoken to him until they were in bed.

They didn't even have sex. That's how Alexei knew it was truly terrible. Every night without fail, Xander had taken him, had claimed his body and enjoyed it. But this night, he didn't even look at him that way.

Xander didn't even speak until they were both in bed and told him to get rest.

Alexei wanted to laugh. His mind was racing, he was trembling and scared and Xander wanted him to rest? For all he knew, Xander was going to cut his dick off or do something equally horrible and permanent.

He couldn't sleep that night. He couldn't touch Xander for fear of him waking up and deciding now was a good time to punish him. Alexei tossed and turned relentlessly, paced around the tent, brushed his fingers against the dragons eggs and wished for them to be alive. For them to protect him against the most terrifying man in all the kingdoms. He felt so alone, so overwhelmed with this terrible world that was out to get him. He was nothing here. He was no more a man than when he was home.

He prayed to whatever gods that would listen to protect him or save him. Alexei's anxiety was eating him alive. He broke down multiple times through the night, began hyperventilating and forced himself to stop so he wouldn't wake the Khal.

He never returned to bed. Alexei fell asleep on the floor a few times but constantly woke up in a panic. He had gotten no sleep or rest by the time that Xander stirred.

When Alexei saw him start to get up, he threw himself down at Xander's feet and prostrated himself. He was crying and begging as he spoke. "My Khal, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything that I've done, for everything I tried to do. I will never do something like that again, I will never disrespect you or your culture. I was so wrong to think that I had any right to ignore your wishes." He lifted his head, his eyes red and burning and met the man's gaze. "I haven't slept all night, my Khal. I have had no peace since yesterday. Please, spare me of this waiting and punish me. I deserve it. What I did was unforgivable, and I deserve a punishment to fit the crime."

[sunandhisdragon]

“What happened last night?” 

Xander didn’t immediately answer as he saw Minji catch up to him out of the corner of his eye. 

She frowned at Xander’s silence. “I know something happened. Konstantin has bruises and rope burns all along his wrists. And he’s more reserved than usual, he won’t even look me in the eye. And Alexei,” Xander’s dark look had Minji backpedaling. She removed the frustration from her voice. “The Khaleesi looks like a dead man walking. He can barely even stand, let alone ride.”

“I had to remind the Khaleesi of his place.” Xander’s response was short. He didn’t need to explain himself. He was the great Khal over the Dothraki and he could do whatever he wanted, especially when it came to his Khaleesi. 

“He was just trying to please you, my Khal.” 

“I don’t care if- wait, how do you know that?” Xander only knew because he had overhead Konstantin coaching Alexei. 

Minji hesistated, considering her next words carefully. “I’m the one who suggested to Konstantin that he help our Khaleesi.” 

“What?” Xander yanked on the reins, pulling his horse to a stop. Behind him, the horde stopped walking as well. Xander glanced over his shoulder and saw the effect his action had. Clicking his tongue, he snapped the reins, getting his horse to start walking again. He was highly agitated. Everything that happened last night had been because of Minji. “Why would you do that?” 

“I serve you my Khal, and now that Alexei is Khaleesi, I serve him as well. I did what I thought was best for both of you.” 

“You had no right-” 

Minji cut Xander off, the first time she had ever dared to do something like that. “He was scared, and lonely. Imagine how he must have felt, ripped away from his home, the only life he had ever known, and thrown into a society with completely different customs and a language he didn’t understand.” Minji’s voice had stayed level while she spoke, but cracked near the end. She swallowed and blinked rapidly. She was trying to keep herself from crying. Xander immediately understood why Minji had done what she did. 

“I figured he could use a friend, and Konstantin was perfect because he could help. The Khaleesi had never been with a man before. Konstantin helped show him how to relax, so that it wouldn’t hurt and he could enjoy it. And he knows what you like. He taught Alexei how to please you. What’s so wrong about that?” 

Xander took a deep breath. Last night, he had been so furious at seeing Alexei with another man. He let his anger control him. But now that his rage had dispersed, Xander could see that Minji had a point. Yes, they probably should have asked for permission first, but Xander had overreacted. He had pushed Alexei too far. 

“You’re right,” Xander said quietly. Minji looked surprised that Xander had agreed so easily. “There’s a river up ahead. We’ll stop and rest for a bit.” 

Once they made it to the water, Xander paced the riverbed. He needed to make things right after last night. Alexei was just doing what he could to make his life here more bearable, Xander couldn’t blame him for that. He had no idea how difficult it must be for Alexei to be where he is right now. He hadn’t asked for this.

Xander made his way over to the tent that he knew Alexei would be in. He needed to apologize. 

“My Khaleesi,” Xander began in a soft voice as he ducked into the tent. He froze at the sight in front of him. 

Alexei’s hair was bunched in one hand, a knife in the other. He was seconds away from chopping it all off. 

“NO!” Xander roared, leaping forward. He was on top of Alexei in an instant, knocking him to the ground and ripping the knife from his hand. He tossed it behind them, far out of reach. 

Xander’s hand knotted in Alexei’s hair and he yanked it, shaking Alexei. “Do you have any idea what you were about to do?” 

His fury from before returned, until Xander saw red. If Alexei had succeeding in cutting his hair, the Dothraki would never accept him. They would tear him apart, and even though Xander was Khal, he wouldn’t be able to do anything to stop it. Alexei would have been disgraced, an outcast. 

And then then the same thing would happen to Xander. A Khal who could not even control his own Khaleesi was not a Khal at all. Xander would have lost everything, everything that he had fought so hard to achieve. 

The two of them would have been shunned by the Dothraki, left for dead in the desert as the horde followed a new Khal. 

Xander pulled Alexei’s hair again, hard. “You will never try to do that again, do you understand me?” Xander’s voice lowered until it was a dangerous whisper. He had been yelling before, but stopped. He didn’t want anyone overhearing. This could not get out. 

“Your hair is so much bigger than just you. It decides your place in this world. If you cut it, we both lose everything, and I will not lose my empire because a child decides to throw a tantrum.” 

Xander was furious. Alexei had been acting up since he first arrived, little acts of rebellion, but no more. Xander wouldn’t allow it anymore. Alexei needed to accept his new life. He would be so much happier once he did. Xander was trying to be reasonable, but he was done. 

Alexei would have to be punished. It had to be something that would end his resistance. But Xander didn’t want to hurt Alexei anymore, not physically. Minji’s words still rang in his ears and Xander knew Alexei couldn’t take much more. Besides, physical punishment didn’t seem to be having much of an effect anyways. 

Xander knew that a person’s mind could imagine things far more terrible and horrifying than any reality. He decided he’d let Alexei stew in his own anxiety and panic for a while. That ought to be punishment enough. 

“I don’t have time to punish you right now, we must keep travelling. But I’ll be thinking of what to do to you as we ride. What you were about to do would have been unforgivable, and I will make sure that you’ve never regretted anything as much as you’ll regret this.” 

Xander never broke eye contact as he spoke. He needed to make sure that he got his message across. When Xander was satisfied with Alexei’s level of fear, he pushed himself up off the man. “Get up, you’ll be riding by me. You’ll forgive me for not trusting you to be by yourself at the moment.” 

Xander ended the break much sooner than he usually did, ready to be on the move again. As soon as the horses got food and water, the horde was riding again. 

Alexei was up front next to Xander, and he didn’t seem happy about it. He kept his gaze straight ahead, not looking at Xander once. It seemed like Xander’s threat had worked the way he wanted it to. 

When it was time to stop for the night, neither Xander or Alexei said a word to each other. It wasn’t until Xander climbed into bed that he spoke. “Tomorrow will be a long day, get some rest.” 

[sunandhisdragon]

Earning the kiss and Xander’s approval had Alexei breathing much more easily. He had learned how to please Xander and had spared Konstantin’s life, and it was all that he could ask for.

He had never before gotten that sort of reaction from the Khal, and Alexei couldn’t help but be proud of himself for managing to do so.

After realizing that Konstantin was still there, Xander grew annoyed and pulled Alexei off the bed in a hurry. Alexei caught his pants as they were thrown to him and tugged them on before shooting Konstantin an apologetic glance.

Konstantin wouldn’t meet his gaze.

Alexei didn’t have a second chance to try before Xander was leading him out of the tent. He hadn’t bothered to take the time to untie Konstantin, and Alexei wondered if the man would be fine without them. But that didn’t need to be his concern at the moment.

The Khal’s grip was like iron as he dragged Alexei back towards their tent. It was situated farther away from camp, which offered them more privacy, but made the walk much longer. In this instance, the silence was uncomfortable, and Alexei could say nothing.

Despite meaning well, Alexei felt guilty for betraying Xander. He had seen the look of horror and rage in the man’s eyes when he first saw them, and Alexei couldn’t tell if those feelings had left him yet. If he had to venture a guess, he would say they hadn’t, if his tight grip had anything to say about it.

He was filled with guilt, but also a boiling anger that wouldn’t leave him. Xander had been cruel with Alexei before, had been cruel with Konstantin now, even though it had all been in his own best interest. He would have killed a man, killed his former lover, if Alexei hadn’t pleased him. He had almost even cut his hair for something so stupid. Alexei couldn’t allow his frustration to pass on the subject.

Alexei was so focused on his frustration, that he didn’t realize what was happening until he was yanked forward and shoved into a tree. The rough bark scratched at his bare skin, and Alexei gasped as Xander pushed him into the bark further.

Somehow, the Khal was already hard again, and Alexei feared for the worst. The man was incredibly possessive and wanted to make sure that Alexei knew that. He had already been fucked three times this night, and Xander wanted to make it a fourth time to remind Alexei just who he belonged to.

Alexei was exhausted already and had put the last of his strength into pleasing Xander. The soreness was already starting to set in his hips in thighs, but it seemed that none of it mattered as Xander yanked down his pants.

Alexei struggled to turn his head to see if anyone else was around. He had never fucked someone or been fucked in public, where anyone could walk by, and he grew nervous.

The concern left his mind the second that Xander buried himself Alexei in one rough motion, making Alexei groan again. Before giving him the chance to adjust again, Xander was moving, fucking Alexei hard and fast, barely giving him a moment to breath as he was pressed up against the tree.

Alexei’s breath was shallow, rough as he was pushed against the tree and practically rubbed against it. His skin felt raw against the rough bark, and Alexei was sure he was marred with scratches that would burn in the morning.

Thankfully, Xander didn’t last long. He came in Alexei shortly after, but Alexei never came. He had barely gotten hard again.

Unfortunately, Xander wouldn’t pull out of him. Alexei was exhausted, could feel it in his bones, and yet Xander asked so much of him.

Alexei found the strength to keep his voice even as he repeated. “I’m yours. Only yours, my Khal.”

As soon as Xander was satisfied, they finally moved to the tent again. Alexei cleaned himself off and was pulled into bed with Xander once more.

“It won’t happen again, my Khal.” Alexei wouldn’t make the same mistake twice.

For the first time since they had met, Xander turned away from Alexei in bed. Alexei couldn’t say that he was upset. He needed some space from Xander, needed to get some rest so that he would be able to ride the following morning.

Unfortunately, his sleep had been uneasy and restless, and Alexei had barely been able to wake up. Despite getting a few hours of sleep, he was still exhausted. He was sure that there were dark circles under his eyes and that he looked like he had been fucked four times.

The pain in his legs was unbearable. No matter if he sat or stood, Alexei couldn’t escape the soreness. He forced himself to stretch, to try and work the tension out of his muscles, but he gave up after a few minutes when it had become too much for him.

He hadn’t spoke to Xander that morning at all. Alexei had waited until Xander had left to get ready to ride, and he wondered if he would even be able to manage today.

Alexei found Velikan waiting for him alongside Elias and his horse. It had been too long since he had had a proper conversation with his friend, and Alexei found himself smiling at the sight despite his sour mood.

With a little help from Elias, Alexei managed to mount Velikan without too much trouble. He settled onto the horse and looked at Elias’ saddle jealously. He was far too uncomfortable to be able to handle riding for hours on end.

“I’d offer to switch, but I can’t ride bareback.”

Alexei huffed, but a smile played on his lips as he stayed by Elias. “Well, you ought to learn so you can put me out of my misery.”

Elias hadn’t missed the limp in Alexei’s step, or the small scratches and marks that appeared out of his shirt. “Rough night?”

“That’s the understatement of the century.” Alexei muttered under his breath. “I pissed Xander off, and he made sure I knew he was angry with me.”

Elias frowned, not out of disdain for Alexei doing something to piss Xander off, but for the fact that Xander had decided to make his anger known in some physical way. “What did you do?”

“I fucked his former lover. Well, let him fuck me for practice. For my practice.”

Elias whistled lowly, “Well, shit, Alexei. You cheated on your husband, of course he was pissed.”

“Yeah, but he didn’t need to be such a dick about it.” Alexei rolled his eyes and began to play with Velikan’s mane. “I guess I should have asked, but what if he had said no? He would have been disappointed with me otherwise.”

They rode in silence for another while longer. Both of the men were at fault, and they needed to understand everything from the other’s side in order to mend this. Elias was about to explain this when Olev arrived and started riding on the opposite side of Alexei.

Olev looked at his eldest son angrily and reached out, grabbing his arm when Alexei refused to look at him. “Alexei? Why did I hear that the Khal is upset with you? What did I say about keeping him happy?”

Alexei had avoided Olev for a myriad of reasons. The main being that he had sold off his son for an army, but the list of reasons continued for many, many years.

He didn’t want to deal with Olev now, not when he was in such a foul mood. The riders around them, noticed Olev’s tone and noticed that he had grabbed their Khaleesi. A few of the riders stopped, one of them moved and pulled a knife out of his belt before looking to Alexei.

Alexei paid them no attention and focused on his father. His voice was calm and collected as he looked his father dead in the eyes, his cold gaze unwavering as he spoke lowly. “Take your filthy hand off of me. I am Khaleesi of the Great Horde of Khal Xander and it would be nothing to have you killed. In fact, I ought to, to save my husband the time when he tires of your complaining.”

Olev released him without another word and disappeared into the line of riders once more. Elias hadn’t spoken a word through the entire situation, but he didn’t have to. Power suited Alexei well. He just needed to figure out just how much he actually had.

By the time they had reached a stopping point, Alexei was overheated. The sun was too bright and he had spent most of his time squinting until his vision began to blur. He had been sweating, leaving his hair sticking to his neck and his forehead uncomfortably. He hated having his hair long. It was constantly in the way and always stuck to his skin the moment he began to sweat.

It was inconvenient and Alexei couldn’t understand why it was so important to the Dothraki. Alexei’s hair was still short enough in comparison that cutting it a little more shouldn’t have made a difference. He was cutting it of his own will, of his own culture.

With that thought in mind, Alexei made a decision to cut it. When Elias wasn’t paying attention, Alexei swiped a knife off his belt and tucked it into his own before trying to find his tent for some privacy. It usually took Xander some time to make his way back to his tent, so Alexei should have had plenty of time to take care of business before he showed up.

Alexei slipped into the tent, hopefully unnoticed and grabbed a small mirror. He pulled his hair back into a small pony tail, grabbed the bunch, and pressed the knife to his hair. He was doing this for himself, as a way to reclaim his body.

He took another small breath and readied himself to finally free himself of this extra weight, damn the consequences.

[sunandhisdragon]

Xander was not expecting Alexei to be so forward. No one was ever like this around him, and especially considering how angry Xander still was, it was a risky move on Alexei's part. Alexei's voice was low and husky and Xander loved it. Alexei had never spoken to him like this before. He hadn't done anything yet, but Xander could already feel himself start to harden. Xander was flipped, his back pressed into the bed as Alexei straddled him. Alexei smirked at him and Xander wanted nothing more than to lean forward and capture his lips with his own. But he had given Alexei permission to take control, so Xander forced himself to hold back and let his Khaleesi make the decisions. A jolt of pleasure ran through Xander as Alexei lowered his head to his thighs. Xander was almost always hard by the time he and Alexei would fuck at night, just the thought of Alexei and his body enough to arouse Xander. Because of this, they didn't really do much in the way of foreplay. And when they did, Xander was always the one doing things to Alexei. This was new, and it brought a whole different type of pleasure that Xander found addicting. Xander moaned as Alexei licked up the underside of his length. It was slow and tortuous and felt incredible. One of Xander's hands moved to tangle in Alexei's hair while the other gripped the sheets of the bed. Alexei's mouth was hot and wet around Xander's dick and Xander gasped as he took him deeper. Alexei began to suck and lick and bob his head and Xander's eyes shut at the overwhelming sensations. He was a fool for not having done this with Alexei earlier. He would definitely insist upon it from now on. Too soon, Alexei pulled away. Xander was tempted to push him back down, but he resisted. Alexei was doing amazingly well so far, and Xander was anxious to see what he had planned next. When Alexei used his finger to lift Xander's head, much the same way Xander lifted Konstantin's, a low growl rumbled deep in his chest. It was not a growl of anger, but of desire and need. He wanted him now. Alexei seemed to be able to read his mind, because as soon as Xander thought that, Alexei was lowering himself onto Xander's dick. He adjusted himself so that all of Xander's length slid into him, and Xander moaned again. It was all he was able to do at the moment. Alexei began to move and Xander was in heaven. The way Alexei rolled his hips, and the moans and sounds that escaped Alexei's mouth pushed Xander closer and closer to the edge. Xander allowed Alexei to move his hands where he wanted them and Xander's nails dug into his hips. He dragged them along Alexei's skin, leaving marks, until Xander was gripping his ass. They were both close, Xander could feel it. Alexei came moments before him, and it was hot against Xander's stomach. Xander gasped out as he came, one of the most intense orgasms he had experienced in a while. After moving off Xander, Alexei didn't grab a cloth to clean them. Instead, he lowered his mouth to Xander's body once more and licked the Khal clean. Xander shivered at the feel of Alexei's tongue on his skin. Alexei sat back, but he was still on top of Xander. Xander lifted his upper body, sitting up so that their faces were level as Alexei continued to kneel with Xander's lap in between his legs. He grabbed the back of Alexei's neck and pulled him forward into a kiss. Xander kissed him passionately, showing Alexei just how happy he was with his performance. "Yes my Khaleesi, I am very pleased." Xander's voice was breathy since he was still recovering from his orgasm and the kiss. Xander saw Alexei's eyes flick to the edge of the bed and he was reminded of Konstantin's presence. He had forgotten about the man entirely. Apparently though, Alexei had not. Annoyed, Xander moved Alexei off of him so that he could get up. "Come, we're leaving." He pulled Alexei off the bed and tossed the man his pants before grabbing his own. As soon as both of their clothes were on, Xander's hand was around Alexei's wrist and he was dragging him from the tent. Konstantin was still tied to the bed, but Xander knew he had thrown the knife down close enough for him to grab. He'd have to stretch, but he'd manage. As they moved back through the darkness of the camp, Xander's mind tortured him relentlessly. He couldn't get the image of Alexei on his hands and knees while Konstantin fucked him out of his head. Alexei's moans still echoed in his ears. Xander was angry, and jealous. Alexei was his. Nobody was allowed to make Alexei feel like that except for Xander. Alexei had proven that he had learned how to please Xander, but Xander wanted to make absolutely sure he knew who he belonged to. Xander was the Khal, and Alexei his Khaleesi. Xander couldn't shake the thoughts from his head. He was angry and possessive and despite the fact that Alexei just rode him, Xander already wanted more. He was fully hard as they approached their tent. Xander couldn't make it to the tent. There was a tree a few steps away and Xander swung Alexei forward past him, pushing him into the tree. He pressed the front of his body into the back of Alexei, pushing Alexei further into the rough bark of the trunk. "You are mine, Khaleesi. No one else's. Mine." He growled into Alexei's ear. His erection was pressed into his lower back. "It seems that you have forgotten that. Allow me to remind you." Xander pulled his cock from his pants before lowering Alexei's. Neither of them had cleaned themselves off before leaving, so both were still slicked with oil. It wasn't necessary to get Alexei ready either, he was still loose from riding Xander. In one sharp movement, Xander buried himself in Alexei. He moved quick, fucking Alexei hard. Xander's head dropped to rest in the crook of Alexei's neck. He wouldn't last very long, especially because of how intense his orgasm had been minutes before. As predicted, it didn't take long at all for Xander to come inside his Khaleesi. He noticed that Alexei hadn't come, but he was in no mood to take Alexei's feelings into consideration. Xander didn't move just yet. He stayed buried inside of Alexei. "You're mine." Xander told him again. "Say it." He didn't pull away until Alexei repeated the words. Xander was angry and tired and hurt. They moved into the tent and Xander pulled Alexei into bed with him. "I don't think I need to tell you what will happen if I ever catch you in someone else's bed again." Xander rolled over, turning his back to Alexei, the first time he had ever done that. It took Xander hours before he was finally able to fall into an uneasy sleep.

[sunandhisdragon]

Alexei had never been more frightened in his life. The whole room burned with Xander’s anger, and his anxiety and fear as he stared into the eyes of the Khal made his body burn.

His voice caught in his throat, and Alexei choked on the tension that built up in the room. There was nothing that he could say or do that would ease Xander’s anger. The Khal was enraged, furious, and Alexei wanted nothing more than to disappear in that moment.

He couldn’t move, couldn’t get himself to say anything as he stared into Xander’s eyes as he felt Konstantin thrust into him one last time. The warrior froze the second Xander spoke, and Alexei’s chest tightened with fear.

With his husband’s command, Konstantin pulled out and scrambled away from him, and Alexei had to bite back a whimper at the lack of his cock. They were both still fully hard, and Alexei needed release. He was terrified that Xander might slit his throat if he made another sound.

Alexei hadn’t even moved from his position as Konstantin was ordered away from him. Xander’s gaze settled on him again, and Alexei shrunk back and nodded wordlessly as he was commanded to stay as he was. He wouldn’t be defiant now, not when he was terrified for his life.

It was in that moment that Alexei fully understand why Xander was one of the most terrifying Khals. His anger rolled off him like waves, it burned hot, but the man himself was so composed, so directed, that he was cold, stone-like as he stared at the two traitors in question.

Alexei watched as Konstantin was secured to the bedpost, and he feared for the worst when Xander pulled a knife and eyed Konstantin. He wanted to say something, something to try and convince Xander to spare him, but Alexei was unable to speak. Goosebumps erupted on his skin, made his hair stand on end as Xander grabbed a fistful of Konstantin’s hair. He was going to cut it, to disgrace Konstantin, and it made Alexei’s blood start to boil. Konstantin was helping Alexei, per his request. If anyone was to have their hair cut, it was him.

But Xander changed his mind. He forced Konstantin to look up at him, told him that he would watch, and Alexei grew even more concerned. This couldn’t be good. Xander was outraged with the both of them, would certainly punish the both of them, and Alexei didn’t want to be punished again.

Xander made his way back to Alexei and he sat up, looking up into the man’s stormy eyes. He swallowed roughly, his hands starting to shake as the Khal looked over him, clearly enraged with his betrayal.

But the question that the Khal asked him was the last question that he expected. It threw him for such a loop that he couldn’t answer. He stayed silent until Xander’s anger made him answer.

Xander’s cruel, cold voice that assured him that Konstantin would die if Alexei couldn’t please him, made Alexei both terrified and angry. If he couldn’t make Xander happy, he would have Konstantin’s blood on his hands. Alexei’s couldn’t fail this, couldn’t fail Konstantin now.

Alexei’s gaze flickered over to Konstantin as soon as the words had left the Khal’s mouth, and the look of alarm on the man’s face made Alexei overlook his anger. He had to do this. No matter how he felt about it.

He needed something more than their usual positions. He might have gotten better at getting fucked, but that was no different than just a few hours ago. Alexei couldn’t use the same fallback as he had been for the last week. That was nothing new, nothing that would impress Xander enough to spare Konstantin’s life.

So he needed to think outside of the box.

Alexei lifted his head, looked to Xander, and nodded. “Yes, my Khal.”

Xander pulled his pants down and Alexei saw him reaching for him, reaching to turn him around so that he could fuck Alexei. But this couldn’t do.

Alexei rose up on his knees and put a hand on Xander’s chest. “No, my Khal. It’s my turn.” His voice lowered until it was low and sultry, musical even, as he looked up at Xander. He was no longer terrified of the man. He looked surprised that Alexei had spoken out against him after what had just happened, but it was Alexei’s job to pleasure him, so that was exactly what he would do.

He flipped their positions so that Xander was on his back, and Alexei looked at him, a mischievous smirk on his lips. Alexei could do this, he could be the one in control. It was what he was used to, so he’d borrow the confidence he could manage and combine it with what he been taught.

Alexei put his hands on Xander’s thighs and squeezed them before he lowered his head and kissed his inner thighs and look his time moving higher. He suckled at the skin, bit at it playfully before turning his attention to Xander’s cock. The man was already getting hard, and Alexei couldn’t resist the urge to grin at his effect.

He dipped his head lower and licked a painfully slow stripe alongside the underside of Xander’s dick. As soon as he reached the tip, Alexei swirled his tongue and took his time before taking his length in his mouth.

He wasn’t sure what was right, what Xander might like, but Alexei worked off of what he knew he liked.

Alexei hollowed his cheeks as he sucked on the Khal’s cock and took him further. He almost choked on the length, but Alexei took a beat and reminded himself to breathe, to take it easy. He returned briefly after, continued until he felt how painfully hard he himself was.

Alexei pulled his head up and looked up at Xander before licking his lips. His own cock throbbed painfully and Xander seemed to feel just the same way. Alexei climbed onto the man’s lap and held himself up on his knees.

He was still loose from Konstantin, and he was so thankful that he didn’t need to work himself open again. This was going to be the third time he had been fucked today, and it was taking a toll on him.

Alexei reached out, used a finger to tilt the Khal’s head up to meet his gaze. “Watch me, my Khal.”

With that, Alexei lowered himself onto Xander’s cock and groaned as he took him all in immediately. After a beat to get used to it, Alexei lifted himself up before quickly lowering himself again. He moaned as Xander’s length filled him once again.

He continued moving himself up and down, riding Xander as he panted and moaned. Like Konstantin advised him, Alexei let every little sound escape him. Every whimper, moan and groan left his lips, let Xander know just how good he felt for Alexei.

Alexei took Xander’s hands and placed them on his hips before feeling one of his hands roaming further and squeezing his ass firmly.

He moved smoothly, moved up and pushed himself back down until he couldn’t go down as further. Alexei rolled his hips, grinded against Xander, letting the friction overtake him and flush him with heat.

Alexei was close. He could feel the heat pool in his stomach, and as he thrust down once more, he came with a shuddering moan. He came on Xander’s stomach just as he felt Xander come.

He waited a beat and built up the strength to pick himself off of Xander. Rather than moving to clean himself, Alexei lowered his head again and shifted upwards. Slowly, Alexei ran his tongue over Xander’s stomach and began lapping up his own come off the man’s abdomen. The taste was odd, a salty tang that he wasn’t used to, but Alexei cleaned him, took his time before he sat back on his knees and looked at the Khal, his eyes bright with his own pride.

“Are you pleased, my Khal?”

Alexei had not looked at Konstantin all this time. He had focused exclusively on Xander, had devoted every moment to his husband to ensure that he would be happy. Now, as Alexei glanced at Konstantin, he realized that the man had also come while watching them.

[sunandhisdragon]

Xander had never been this enraged. Fury rolled off of him in waves as he watched Konstantin fuck his Khaleesi. He was livid with Alexei for offering his body to someone else. Alexei was his. 

Every moan and gasp that left Alexei’s mouth made Xander’s anger grow until it was all consuming.

Alexei’s head was yanked up by Konstantin’s hand in his hair, and his eyes met Xander’s. All the color drained from Alexei’s face and he looked at Xander with unchecked fear. Good. He should be terrified of Xander right now. He would make his Khaleesi regret betraying him like this. 

Right as his wrath was about to explode like a hurricane, uncontrollable and devastating in its intensity, Konstantin responded to Alexei’s statement. 

Xander felt like he had fallen from his horse as the realization of what was happening came crashing down on him. Konstantin was teaching Alexei how to please Xander. 

Xander was still furious. Konstantin knew how possessive and jealous Xander could get, knew how angry he would be. Yet the man decided to do this anyways. 

The storm that had been brewing in Xander dispersed. He was still angry beyond belief, but the anger was no longer a fire burning within him, desperate to get out. It was ice, cooling Xander’s body and making him numb with rage.

“I do." 

Konstantin’s head shot up at the sound of Xander’s voice, his eyes wide and frightened. "My Khal, I-" 

Xander cut him off. "Kindly remove your cock from my husband before I remove it from your body." 

Konstantin pulled out of Alexei immediately, scrambling backwards. 

He was going to destroy Konstantin. Originally, Xander was going to kill him out right. He had certainly killed for less. But Xander hearing Konstantin coach Alexei saved the man’s life. For now, at least. Xander still had to punish Konstantin for going behind him and fucking his Khaleesi without permission. 

Glancing around the tent, Xander spotted a length of rope coiled up in the corner. Both men had stayed where they were, too frozen by fear to move. Xander glared at Konstantin. "Get away from my Khaleesi. Go to the top edge of the bed.” Konstantin followed Xander’s order wordlessly. 

Xander’s cold look settled on Alexei, and he felt his anger flare up again. Yes, Alexei was technically doing this for him, but all Xander could think about were the little noises of pleasure Alexei made while Konstantin thrust in and out of him. All he could think about was how Alexei had betrayed him. “And you,” Xander’s voice was a low growl. He was still calm, despite his rage. “Don’t move." 

Stalking to the other end of the tent, Xander snatched up the rope and made his way over to where Konstantin had moved to. Xander grabbed his hands and tied his wrists together tightly, tugging on the rope to make sure the knot wouldn’t come undone. Konstantin winced as Xander tugged on it, and he knew that he was probably cutting off Konstantin’s circulation. Xander took the other end of the rope and tied it to the bed post. 

Xander’s mind screamed for blood. He pulled out his knife and eyed it, deciding, as Konstantin watched on in horror. He didn’t say anything, knowing that would only make things worse. 

Grabbing a fistful of Konstantin’s hair, Xander put the blade to it. It was long, almost as long as Xander’s. He wanted to chop it all off, take away Konstantin’s source of pride. He wanted all of the Dothraki to see and know Konstantin’s shame.

Konstantin’s eyes fell closed when Xander put the knife to his hair. That was unacceptable. Xander yanked ruthlessly on Konstantin’s hair until he realized what Xander wanted and his eyes flew open again. Xander moved the knife, trailing the tip of the blade along Konstantin’s throat until it was digging into the underside of his chin, forcing his head up. A bead of blood welled up and dropped down onto the bed. "You will watch.” Xander said, his voice barely above a whisper. 

Konstantin could do nothing but nod. “Yes, my Khal.” His voice cracked. 

Xander stood and walked back until he was in front of Alexei, pausing only to throw his knife down to the ground, the blade burying itself in the soft dirt. He looked down at his Khaleesi, a hard mask on his face. He would never let Alexei know how much the man had hurt him. “Do you think Konstantin is a good teacher?” He asked. 

Alexei seemed confused by the question. This was obviously not what he had been expecting Xander to say. He stayed silent. 

Xander’s anger snapped. “Answer me!" 

Alexei quickly answered in the affirmative. Xander didn’t say anything for a moment, just stared at his Khaleesi. 

When Xander did speak, his voice was cold and cruel. "I will be the judge of that. Show me what you have learned. If I’m not pleased, he dies.”

[sunandhisdragon]

Over the course of the next week, his relationship with Xander was improving. Although he couldn’t claim that he was on good terms with Xander, Alexei had noticed that they were starting to get more comfortable with one another.

Alexei still kept his distance, but he had started to speak more with Xander and was learning more about him and the kind of man that he was. Like Konstantin had promised, the moment he began respecting Xander, Xander had returned the favor.

He was now more comfortable in the Khal’s presence, although there were still many moments where he had hesitated. The most memorable was when he brushed Xander hair for the first time. He had been struggling to get some of the braid undone, so Alexei had moved behind him and had started untangling the hair gently. Since then, he had started doing it every night.

It had become a comfortable, silent habit that they had begun. Alexei had done this plenty of times for his younger sister, so the movements were easy and familiar. He had even ventured to braiding it for Xander in the mornings.

His life had started to fall into a pattern. In the mornings, it was easy going and quiet with Xander when they first woke. With Minji’s help, he had begun speaking Dothraki more fluently, so it had been much easier to talk with Xander. He learned a lot more about the man and had learned a lot more about Minji.

His days were spent with Minji usually as she taught him how to speak the language properly and how the culture worked. Alexei had gotten very attached to her after all the time they spent together. They often rode side by side and talked about everything. Xander had told him of her past, and they were so similar that Alexei couldn’t help but look at her and marvel how strong she was. He wanted to be just like her.

During the day, Alexei had his space to do whatever he liked. As soon at the sun set, he was Xander’s. Every night without fail, they had had sex. It had been rough for Alexei, especially after that soreness from the first night, but it had gotten progressively easier to handle. Xander hadn’t been as rough with him, and with the lessons that Konstantin had been giving him, Alexei could tolerate it all.

Xander had even begun rewarding him. They hadn’t ever stopped until both of them had come, and it was rather surprising to Alexei that Xander had taken the time to do so. Xander had worshipped his body, had run his tongue over every single one of Alexei’s scars, over every little bruise or bite that he had left behind.

Alexei had never walked away unmarked from Xander. It seemed as though the Khal loved marking his Khaleesi and had purposefully left marks where the rest of the horde could see them. The marks had stood out against his pale skin, and Alexei hadn’t bothered hiding them. Everyone knew what they did, and it was clear that no one cared.

However, when he was with Konstantin, the man was incredibly careful not to leave any marks. Every night, after Xander had fallen asleep, Alexei had slipped out of the tent to learn something new. Konstantin had taught him how to ride bareback, and Alexei was progressively and quickly improving. It helped that Konstantin had taught him how to relax when they had sex.

The first time he had sex with Konstantin, Alexei had been incredibly nervous for some reason. He knew the man wouldn’t hurt him - he wouldn’t dare put Xander’s wrath on himself - but Alexei was worried Xander would find out somehow.

Regardless, Konstantin had begun to teach him how to handle the Khal, how to get fucked without getting hurt and how to please Xander in any way he might like. Alexei had been a little too scared to explore past the options Konstantin had given him, but Konstantin was still pushing him to try something new.

Alexei had snuck out of his tent, like he had every other night, and made his way over to Konstantin’s tent. Konstantin had been sitting in his bed, seemingly awaiting him. The tent was dimly lit with the light of a few candles, but Alexei could see well enough to know that Konstantin was eying his new marks.

“Oh, fuck off, Kostya. You know he likes to do that.”

Konstantin grinned and held his hands up in surrender. “I never said anything.”

Alexei rolled his eyes and began to undo his pants. “Never mind that. Let’s get started.”

“Oooh, eager now, are we?” Konstantin chuckled and began tugging off his own pants. “This would be so much more fun if I could leave marks.”

“Why don’t you ask the Khal? I’m sure he’d be more than fine with it.”

“Enough sassing, my Khaleesi. Now, get over here so I can teach you.”

Alexei had grown far more comfortable with Konstantin than Xander, so it was easy for him to merely roll his eyes before settling in the bed and positioning himself.

Konstantin tapped against Alexei’s inner thighs. “Wider. It’ll make it easier for him to reach and for you to hold yourself up.” He was already hard, so he slicked his hands in oil before starting to work Alexei open.

“You’re doing much better. Still a little tense-“

“It’s only been a week.” Alexei muttered before muffling a moan in Konstantin’s blankets. It had become easier for him to become turned on from this and had made it easier for him to come with Xander.

Konstantin pulled his fingers out of Alexei before slicking his cock with oils. He positioned himself behind Alexei, and like Xander, he slid into him all in one thrust. Alexei let out a low groan at the movement. Pain had begun to mix with pleasure, and Alexei began to see stars as Konstantin began thrusting in and out of him. Low moans and whimpers escaped him, and Alexei bit into one of the blankets to muffle it. It was the middle of the night, and he didn’t need anyone sticking their nose where it didn’t belong.

“When you’re with the Khal, don’t muffle yourself. He likes to hear you.” Konstantin advised him. By now, Alexei had learned how to keep himself safe in this situation. It all came down to whether or not he and Xander tried something new, or if Alexei had behaved. Konstantin knew what the Khal was capable of. He had seen and felt it on a first hand account.

Alexei felt himself being pushed closer to the edge and he shifted his head so that he could breath easier. By now, he was panting and aching. He lifted his head as he felt Konstantin’s hand slip into his growing hair, and as soon as he did, he noticed someone standing in the doorway of the tent.

At first, he couldn’t make out who it was, but as soon as his eyes adjusted, Alexei let out a breathy gasp. “My- my Khal.”

Konstantin had been so focused on fucking Alexei, that he hadn’t noticed Xander in the entrance. He hummed, “Just like that, Khaleesi. The Khal will love that."

[sunandhisdragon]

Roughly a week had passed since Xander had married Alexei, and he was happy with how things were going. Alexei was still quiet and distant, but he was slowly warming up to Xander. He spoke to Xander more and more each day. At night, Alexei would help Xander with his hair. Alexei took his time undoing the braid, his fingers running through short sections as he undid it to keep it from tangling. They would sit in comfortable silence as Alexei ran a brush through Xander's long hair, getting rid of any knots. The Khaleesi was also becoming more comfortable with his people. Once, when the horde had stopped to rest by a small creek, Xander had caught Alexei laughing. He hadn't known it was him at first, had just heard the rich, musical sound. Xander looked for the source and found Alexei and Minji talking together at the edge of the creek. Xander stayed silent and watched as Minji spoke again. She must have been teasing Alexei, because he bent down and splashed her with water, laughing again. He could tell Alexei had grown on Minji. Xander figured it was because he reminded her of herself. Xander had told Alexei about her past one night. About how she had been the only survivor when the Dothraki horde had passed through her town. About how she had been spared as a slave, but instead of letting her anger and hate drive her, she adapted. Minji had figured out not only how to survive in her new life but how to thrive. She had quickly climbed the ranks and was now Xander's most trusted advisor and one of his closest friends. She rode next to Alexei during the day, teaching him the Dothraki language and culture. He was learning quickly. Xander gave Alexei space during the day. He stayed at the front, leading the horde, while Alexei hung back. Minji always rode with him, and occasionally Konstantin or Alexei's brother joined them. Xander noticed that Alexei never rode with his father. Xander thought about bringing it up, but decided against it. If Alexei didn't want to ride with his father, than he probably didn't want to talk about him either. During the day, Xander had given Alexei the freedom to do as he pleased. At nights though, Alexei was his. Xander loved his body, and he wanted to explore every inch of it. Alexei was strong, muscular, but his skin was incredibly soft and smooth. The parts of it that weren't covered in scars, that is. But the scars didn't mar his beauty, they enhanced it. They told the story of Alexei's life, and Xander wanted to know where each scar came from. Xander was still rough with him, but no where near as rough as that first night. He enjoyed marking Alexei. The dark color of the bruises contrasted so beautifully with the man's skin, which was still impossibly pale despite the amount of time he spent in the sun. Alexei had learned to relax his body while they fucked, making it more enjoyable for both of them. Xander was beyond pleased with Alexei and rewarded the man by making sure he always came. Sometimes Alexei would come before Xander, sometimes he wouldn't. The times that he wouldn't, Xander continued to stroke the man and touch all over his body, until he found his release. It was the least Xander could do for him. After, the men would curl into each other and go to sleep. It was cool when the sun wasn't up, but Alexei's body was warm enough to keep Xander from getting cold. Things had been going so well that Xander was surprised and a little hurt when he woke up one night, unable to sleep, and found his bed empty. The spot where Alexei had been laying was still warm, so he hadn't been gone long. Maybe Alexei had simply gone to the bathroom. Xander got out of bed and left his tent, looking around. The camp was dark and silent. Alexei was nowhere to be found. Returning to the tent to grab a candle, Xander began to search the camp for his Khaleesi.

[sunandhisdragon]

Spending time with the Dothraki was putting his language skills to the test. When the news that he would be marrying the Khal arrived, Olev had insisted that he start learning Dothraki. Elias, a master of many languages, had started to teach him what he knew, but Alexei had been too upset to absorb the full grasp of the lessons. He surely knew enough to get by, enough to understand what Xander was saying to him for the most part, but speaking was still the toughest part for him.

Alexei nodded when he heard the word hungry. He wouldn’t have known how to say it, but he recognized the word when he heard it. He gratefully took Xander’s offered hand and dismounted. He forgot about the sheer distance and didn’t brace himself well enough for the drop; he groaned when his feet made contact with the ground.

It seemed as though the Khal was picking up on the pain he was enduring and Alexei had to resist the urge to mention it. Complaining would do nothing to help him.

He followed Xander to the tent and couldn’t help but stare at the man’s figure. The Khal was incredibly tall and towered over the majority of his people, but he was much thinner than Alexei expected a Dothraki Khal to be. Much of his strength was hidden, and it worked to Xander’s advantage.

His eyes roamed over the dark, tanned skin and flickered over the scars that decorated the man’s back and arms. Xander was a seasoned warrior. Every one of those scars told a story of victory, of triumph over an enemy, and the long braid solidified that fact.

Alexei wanted to reach out and touch the braid, but he resisted. He was not yet on good terms with the Khal and wasn’t even sure that it was allowed. Alexei didn’t want to lose a hand over a stupid mistake like that.

He decided he would ask Konstantin about that later.

Alexei followed after his husband and settled down on the pillow next to him. The padding was such a comfort, and Alexei sighed pleasantly as he settled down. His body was still stiff, sore even, but as he moved around more, it became easier to tolerate.

He watched as Xander peeled the pear skillfully, and almost missed what Xander had begun to say, Alexei listened intently, focused on catching the words he understood and then filled it in with context.

“He does look like snow,” Alexei hummed. He wanted to say more on the subject, wanted to be able to describe how the hair looked like the powdered snow that fell on the cool winter nights, but he didn’t know the words that he needed. But, Xander was right about his horse needing a name. Horses were an important part of the culture here, as far as he had been told. “He’s much warmer than it though. And friendlier."

Alexei took the offered slice of the pear and began to chew on it absentmindedly as he tried to think of a name that would suit his steed. He kept his gaze up, just as curious as Xander who was staring at him. “Velikan. His name is Velikan. It means giant in my mother tongue. Not Valerian. A more- how you say… old tongue.”

He knew he was butchering the Dothraki, but he hoped that Xander would understand enough that it would make sense.

Alexei took another bite of the pear and began trying to figure out how to explain his home. Just trying to imagine it was making him homesick. “Cold. Very cold. I live in the north, the coldest part. We have very little sun.” Alexei put his arm next to Xander’s and gestured at the difference in the skin tone. Granted, Alexei was pink from the sun, but even still, he looked incredibly pale next to Xander.

He hummed as he struggled to come up with something else. Alexei’s brows furrowed as he thought hard about the words he knew. It was harder to speak when he was on the spot and nervous.

“It’s cold but beautiful.” Alexei didn’t know how to say much more. He didn’t know how to describe the endless mountain ranges and powdered snow that covered every surface in the winter. He didn’t know how to tell Xander about the longing, echoing howls of wolves that traveled in the night.

“He does.” Alexei ducked his head, at the mention of learning Dothraki. “Not a good student.” He needed to learn and master the language soon. Otherwise he would still sound like a child. “Her help would be good.”

Alexei remained in the tent as Xander left and was finishing the last of his pear when the Khal’s translator entered the tent. This had to be Minji.

He offered her a small smile and sighed thankfully when she spoke in Valerian. She pointed out his burns, and Alexei caught the jar of aloe that she tossed to him.

“Thank you.” Alexei began to open the jar when she spoke again and started to mention that she understood what he was going through. Now that she mentioned it, Alexei could pick up details in her appearance that pointed out that she was not a naturally born Dothraki member. She certainly carried herself as one - despite her short stature, she was incredibly intimidating - but appearance would always say otherwise.

He remained silent for a few moments, ran the words through his mind before giving her a small, hopeful smile. “Thank you, for everything. Minji, right?” He ran his fingers over the jar of aloe and continued. “I’ll adjust. Eventually. I just need some time to get used to it all. To get used to him. But, there is something that I would like to ask of you. Could you teach me how to speak Dothraki? My brother, my translator, has been too occupied with our father to help.”

Minji accepted his request, and Alexei was grateful for it. He was sure this would become easier when he could fully understand his husband and the people around him.

Slowly but surely, Alexei was sure that he would get used to this. He would practice, he would work hard to earn Xander’s respect.

With that thought in mind, Alexei began to spread the aloe over his burns as soon as Minji left him alone in the tent. First thing’s first, he would take care of the things that he could handle now, no matter how small.

[sunandhisdragon]

Xander watched as Alexei approached him. He looked absolutely stunning on his horse as he moved towards Xander, a true Khaleesi. "I'm sure you must be hungry, my Khaleesi." Xander dismounted his horse and handed the reins to a waiting servant. He reached up and helped Alexei down. The man's feet hit the ground hard and Alexei groaned. Xander frowned. Maybe he shouldn't have been so hard on Alexei. A servant grabbed the reins to Alexei's horse and led it to the river as Xander and Alexei headed to a tent that had been set up for them. Thick blankets and pillows covered the ground to make it comfortable to sit on. Xander settled down onto one of the pillows and gestured to the space next to him. A bowl of fruit had been placed in the tent and Xander grabbed a pear from it. He pulled a knife and began to peel it. "Your horse will need a name." He said to Alexei, keeping his eyes on the fruit in his hands. "I gave you that horse because he is the color of the snow from your home. At least that is that my advisor, Minji, has told me. I have never seen snow before, but she has told me a little about it." Xander finished peeling the pear and he sliced it in half, handing one of the pieces to Alexei. He finally looked at him then. Alexei's eyes were so lovely. There were flecks of gold in his brown eyes and the color was mesmerizing. "I don't really know much about Valeria." Xander confessed. "Tell me about it." He was curious to hear what Alexei's life was like. He knew that their culture was much different than the Dothraki and he was interested in learning about it. He was also very interested in learning about Alexei. The man was a stranger, and Xander wanted to change that. They were married, and with that came an intimacy that he had never had with anyone before. Xander knew that Alexei didn't know much Dothraki, but he was glad that Alexei was trying his best to talk about his home. Grabbing another pear, Xander began peeling it. "Does your translator not give you lessons in Dothraki? Minji can help if you like." They finished eating and Xander stood. "I'll be back, you stay and rest." Minji waited until Xander had walked away before ducking into the tent. "Khaleesi," she greeted him with a smile. "I'm glad to see that you've managed well enough so far. Except for those burns, of course." She looked over his body. The skin of his arms and face were a faint red but would become painful and covered with blisters if left alone. She tossed the small jar in her hand to Alexei. "Aloe should help." She turned to leave the tent again, but stopped and looked over shoulder. "I know what it's like to be an outsider in the Dothraki horde. I know what it's like to be scared and angry and lost. If you ever need anything my Khaleesi, you can come to me for help."

[sunandhisdragon]

The morning after, Alexei had woken up so sore that he could barely get out of bed. He had been shaken awake by Xander but hadn’t even offered him a hello. Alexei had forced himself to get up despite the pain, and he bit his lip to muffle the whimper that escaped him.

His hips and thighs were so sore, and the thought of having to ride today made him want to throw up. Alexei could barely even walk, and yet, he was still expected to ride. He’d even have to ride bareback, and he didn’t know how to.

That was how he had found himself standing next to his horse, fiddling with the reins as dozens of riders passed by him. Alexei looked at them as they passed by and tried to study how the were riding, how they were holding on, but there was another issue at hand that couldn’t be solved by studying.

Alexei couldn’t get up onto his horse. Xander had gifted him a massive, white stallion that he had fallen in love with immediately. The beast reminded Alexei of the snow that he was longing after. However, there was no way he would have been able to pull himself up onto the stallion’s back. In his current state, with his current soreness, he might have managed with a stirrup, but there was nothing to grab onto but the horse’s neck.

Alexei couldn’t even have thrown his legs over the beast’s back. He had been limping all morning and it wasn’t getting any better.

Maybe they’d ride on without him and leave him.

He continued fiddling with the reins until, another voice nearby startled him. Alexei blinked absentmindedly when the warrior from the previous day addressed him as Khaleesi. He still wasn’t used to the title.

The second he realized what the man was offering, Alexei let out a sigh of relief and took his hand. With the warrior’s help and a few minutes of time, Alexei had managed to climb onto the back of the stallion. He had never ridden a horse this large before, and having to ride bareback was incredibly daunting.

“I- uh, thank you.” Alexei spoke in Valerian after realizing that he didn’t know how to thank the man. The man even wrapped the reins around his palm, and Alexei almost broke down there. It was the most kindness he had been shown here, and after the disaster of the previous night, it felt like the kindest thing someone had done for him.

He tried to follow the man’s instructions, but the second that Alexei tried to flex his thighs, the pain was blinding and he was forced to blink away tears. There was no possible way that he would be able to ride like this.

The man seemed to pick up on the same idea and returned a few moments later and tied together a makeshift saddle that would keep Alexei up on the horse. As long as he didn’t slip off sideways, he’d be able to make it.

“Our secret,” Alexei repeated and managed a weak smile at the warrior. He wouldn’t forget this act of kindness, and the offer to teach him more had Alexei even more curious. “You’ll teach me?”

The man smiled and nodded. “I’ll teach you anything you want to learn.” He turned and moved back to his horse, and Alexei watched as he vaulted himself onto his steed’s back. It was so smooth and flawless that he was in awe. He wanted to learn how to do that.

Alexei nudged his horse forward until he was riding next to the warrior. “I want to learn how to ride like that, um, what was your name?”

“Konstantin, my Khaleesi. Then I’ll teach you. After all, a Khaleesi that can’t ride, isn’t a Khaleesi after all.”

Alexei frowned. “I can ride just fine. With a saddle.”

“That is not the Dothraki way, my Khaleesi.” Konstantin hummed, but he was smiling as he spoke. “Soon enough you’ll be riding like one of us.”

“Hopefully soon.” Alexei sighed and looked down at his legs. “As long as I can manage to keep myself in one piece... I don’t know how the Khal expected me to ride after what he did to me.”

He wasn’t sure why he was admitting this to a man that was loyal to Xander, but Alexei needed someone that he could actually talk to. Elias was busy dealing with Olev, and Alexei didn’t want to talk to Olev.

The man laughed, gave an unexpected reaction that had Alexei looking at him curiously. “The Khal can be that way, my Khaleesi. You must give him the respect he deserves, and he’ll do the same for you. You are his Khaleesi, he wouldn’t hurt you for the sake of hurting you.”

Konstantin had a point. One that he should have realized long ago. Alexei had been incredibly rude to him; he had disrespected him in front of people, so Xander had put him in his place. Alexei had been punished for his actions, and he had deserved it.

Alexei was silent for a while before he spoke again. “I suppose I deserved some of that then.”

“I mean no disrespect, my Khaleesi, but I’m assuming it was your first time. With a man, I mean.” With a nod from Alexei, Konstantin continued. “Then it’s not surprising you’re sore. You’ll get used to the Khal after some time. He can be rough, but he means well.”

With the curious look Alexei was giving Konstantin, the warrior grinned. “I used to sleep with him.”

“Oh.” Alexei shouldn’t have been surprised. Konstantin looked like a strong warrior, a man capable of taking on the Khal both in a fight and in bed. “Could you- well, could you teach me to…”

“Pleasure him? Of course, my Khaleesi. I’ll teach you anything you need to know. I’ll teach you how to keep it from hurting. It just takes practice.”

Alexei paused and thought this through. He was the Khaleesi of the Dothraki. He was married to one of the most powerful men in the world. Theoretically, Alexei held this power as well. He was not a slave, was not a mere soldier anymore and he needed to act like it. He needed to play his cards right, needed to learn how to improve his circumstances, and if it meant learning how to please Xander, he would do it.

“I’ll do whatever it takes.” Alexei made up his mind. He would respect Xander, but he would not allow the man to break him.

They rode side by side until word passed down to them that they would be taking a break by the river. Alexei couldn’t have been more thankful. He had finished the canteen that Konstantin had offered earlier and was probably burnt from the sun. Alexei wasn’t used to the intensity of the sun. There were times in the year at his home were they were limited to only a few hours of sun in the day, and he had grown used to it.

Unfortunately, in these lands, it felt as thought the sun never set.

They rode on another while longer until Alexei was supposed to go to his husband. Alexei sighed and sneakily undid the rope holding him to his horse before handing it back to Konstantin. “I’ll meet you tonight.”

Alexei swallowed roughly. He could do this. He could at least ride to Xander. He forced himself through the pain and gripped onto the horse with his thighs before heading in the direction where the Khal was supposed to be. It wasn’t hard to find him towering over the others.

Alexei stopped his horse next to Xander and looked at him finally. “Yes, my Khal?"

[sunandhisdragon]

Minji sat perched on her horse, off to the side of the path, and watched as the horde passed by her. Hundreds of men and women had traveled with the Khal to meet the Dragomirs, but it was nothing compared to the thousands upon thousands of Dothraki waiting for them at their home, Vaes Dothrak. That was where they were headed, to Olev's dismay. It was in the opposite direction as Westeros. As Minji watched people ride by, she noticed Alexei hadn't left yet. He was about a dozen meters away, standing next to his horse and fiddling with the reins. She was surprised he hadn't left with Xander. The Khal had been the first to leave, leading the horde back to their city. "The Khaleesi's father is in a foul mood this morning." A voice to Minji's left said. She looked over and saw Konstantin stop his horse next to hers. He had a grin on his face. "He keeps saying that we're going in the wrong direction." "I don't know how Olev expects us to travel to Westeros with no ships. We will have to build them. And building the amount of ships required to carry the entire horde could take years." She smirked. Konstantin laughed. "I can't wait to see the look on his face when he figures that out." Minji hummed in agreement, but her attention had returned to Alexei. He was still messing with the reins, and Minji recognized that he was stalling. "You should help him." Konstantin looked over at Alexei. "With mounting his horse?" "With many things. Valerians don't ride bareback, he'll need to learn. And you know our Khal better than most, you know what pleases him." Minji glanced back over at Konstantin. "And he needs a friend." She snapped her reins and trotted ahead to catch up to Xander. Konstantin slid off his horse and walked over to Alexei. "Khaleesi," He nodded his head at Alexei, and then held out his hand for Alexei to grab. "Here." It took several minutes of struggling for Alexei to manage to mount his horse, even with Konstantin's help. Xander had gifted him with one of their largest horses, and that combined with how sore Alexei had to be after last night, made it difficult for him to get up. Once Alexei was on the horse, Konstantin grabbed the reins and wrapped them around Alexei's good palm three times and then closed Alexei's fingers around the end of them. "Hold on tight." Konstantin tapped the outside of Alexei's thigh. "Squeeze." He saw the pained expression on Alexei's face as he tried to do as Konstantin instructed. Xander must have been very rough with him. Alexei wouldn't be able to stay on the horse on his own. "Wait here." He went back to his own horse and grabbed a leather strap, a short length of rope, and a canteen of water from a pouch slung over its back. Konstantin went back to Alexei and threw the strap across the horse's back, then bent down to connect it around the horse's stomach, situating it a few inches in front of Alexei. He pulled it tight so it wouldn't budge and connected the canteen to the strap. "Water." He gestured at the canteen. Then he slipped the rope underneath and around the strap and tied a knot. He looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention and leaned forward, tying the other end of the rope around Alexei's waist. He pulled the man's shirt down to cover it. "Move forward." He pulled Alexei forward until he was almost on top of the strap so that the rope connecting him to it couldn't be seen. Konstantin nodded at Alexei. "Our secret, Khaleesi." The horde could not find out that the Khaleesi of the great Khal Xander needed help riding a horse. "Find me tonight, once the Khal is asleep, and I'll teach you." *** Xander had been riding for a few hours when he saw Minji ride up next to him. He loved riding, had loved it ever since he was a little boy. It was a part of who he was. Xander loved the steady movements of the horse underneath him, it was soothing. When he rode, it was easy for Xander to clear his head of all thoughts. Today though, he hadn't been able to shake Alexei from his mind. The man hadn't even looked at Xander this morning. He had avoided all eye contact and never spoke, eating his breakfast in silence. Xander didn't regret treating Alexei the way he had. The man had to learn that he could not be disobedient to his Khal. He would show Xander respect, or he would face the consequences. Still though, Xander hadn't liked seeing how miserable Alexei was. He wasn't a prisoner, he was a Khaleesi. Xander wouldn't be as rough with Alexei as he had been last night. The man seemed to have learned his lesson. "How is he?" Xander asked when Minji was next to him. "He's having some difficulty riding bareback, my Khal." "He will learn." Minji nodded. "There's a river up ahead, my Khal. The horses need water and a break, it's very hot out." Alexei needed a break too, she was sure. This had to be a difficult journey for him. "We will rest, then." Xander looked over at Minji. "Send him to me when he catches up." Xander snapped his reins until the horse was trotting. Minji fell back and watched Xander lead his people.

[sunandhisdragon]

Alexei was sick and tired of people telling him that he was obligated to do something because it was his “duty”. It was never his duty. It was a responsibility that had been forced upon him by someone else, and because of that, he was being forced to suffer.

He stumbled towards the bed in the tent as Xander pushed him forward, and the weight of what was about to happen fully hit him.

Alexei had insulted his husband in front of his own people, had disrespected the Khal of the Dothraki, and he was about to be punished for it.

Before Alexei could turn and look at him again, Xander had moved forward and ripped the clothes off of his body. Alexei flinched but could do nothing to stop the man. The Khal was being rougher than necessary, but it seemed as though Alexei deserved it. His moment of control had come back to bite him in the ass.

Now he was naked in front of the Khal, who seemed to be taking his time looking at him. Alexei was sure that his eyes were running over the dozens of scars that littered his body. Many had been from battles, but still, many more came from other things, other people that had decided Alexei did not have a place in this world.

Alexei was pushed onto the bed, and he started to scramble up when he suddenly felt the Khal’s hand on his back once more. He was pushed down again, and Alexei was afraid to disobey him for fear of rougher treatment.

Alexei glanced over his shoulder as Xander took off his pants and he winced at the sight of the man’s cock. He wasn’t sure how he was going to be able to take him. His body was tense and tight and Alexei couldn’t imagine himself relaxing anytime soon. He was too high-strung to be able to settle down, even if he had liked the Khal.

Then there was a hand on his back, that trailed lower until it rested on the base of his spine. Goosebumps spread all over his skin and Alexei shuddered. Something began dripping on his ass, and before he had the chance to figure out what it was, Xander’s pushed his finger into Alexei’s entrance.

Alexei gasped at the foreign sensation and did everything in his power to try not to run. It was painful and he bit his lip until he could taste blood. He trembled and his muscles tightened again as he shrunk in on himself.

Then Xander was whispering that he needed to relax, and that only made it worse. Alexei had lost control over his body and his mind was starting to take a backseat. He couldn’t think, couldn’t find a way to keep himself from panicking, so he had begun to mentally withdraw as if it would make this experience less scarring.

Alexei was almost fully withdrawn when Xander’s hand on his cock startled him and brought him back to the present. As much as he hated that Xander was the one touching him, he was still being touched by someone and it was working. They had traveled here for weeks and Alexei had been too worked up, too nervous to even touch himself and was starving for touch.

The touch was making him moan, making him finally start to relax, despite the fingers in his ass. Alexei tried to focus on the hand on his cock, how it had begun to speed up its movements. Too soon, the hands were pulled away and Alexei was left panting and trembling. It was already too much for him.

Alexei felt hands on his hips and knew that Xander was readying himself. He tried to mentally prepare himself for what was about to happen, but it was a moot point. He was yanked backwards as Xander thrust his hips forward, and Alexei shouted as Xander buried his length inside of him.

The pain was so blinding and intense that he felt tears running down his cheeks. Alexei couldn’t have gotten himself ready. He whimpered into the bed as Xander paused and grabbed his dick again. Alexei’s head was pulled up as the Khal’s fingers tangled into his hair.

Alexei let out a silent sob as Xander pulled out of him and slammed back into him. He could do nothing to muffle the whimpers and groans that escaped him. Every thrust was agony on Alexei’s body, but there was nothing he could do or say to stop Xander.

He was truly the Khal’s bitch.

The Khal’s hands yanked at his hair, his nails left scratches on his hips, and his ass was red from all the slapping. Alexei was overwhelmed and distressed as the pace only increased. Xander was relentless and was making sure Alexei knew his place.

The hand placed on his throat was a clear sign of that. Xander wasn’t choking him, but he didn’t have to, to get the idea across. Alexei was his bitch, and he wouldn’t forget it.

Despite the pain that wrecked his hips, Alexei still felt himself start to get close. Xander’s hand was working him through. He shivered and groaned as he came pitifully.

Xander braced himself against Alexei and dug his teeth into Alexei’s shoulder as he came. Alexei shuddered as he felt Xander come in his ass. They were still for a few seconds before Xander finally pulled himself out of Alexei.

Alexei had been braced on his knees and forearms, but his entire body was trembling. He was still so high-strung and didn’t know what to do with himself. The pain was still fresh in his mind, and Alexei was too frightened to move for fear of what Xander might do.

Then another fear came to mind. Alexei wouldn’t survive another round of this. He had barely made it through the first time. The thought plagued his mind until he was shaking from fear again.

Alexei flinched when he felt Xander cleaning him off with a cloth. He felt as though his eyes had rolled into the back of his skull, and only now could he suddenly see. He relaxed somewhat with the praise, but Alexei just needed to sleep this off. He couldn’t process anything anymore, couldn’t even think about having to ride the following day.

He allowed Xander to maneuver him without complaint. Alexei had no fight left in him. He had been too high-strung and scared, and now he was just tired. So as he was settled against Xander’s chest, Alexei let himself go. He wouldn’t be able to sleep if he focused on the present. He closed his eyes and imagined himself at home once more before managing to finally fall asleep.