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[so_far_fallen]

Aria sat in the window seat in the library and watched through the diamond patterned glass for any sign of the car. He'd been there all morning, fidgeting impatiently, anxiously waiting for his husband's return. Narim had been away on business for months and Aria had missed him terribly.

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The power of the situation was getting him off more than the feeling of being inside of Aria, to hold someone's life where there in that moment, to give them pain at will, it was empowering and intoxicating and it only made him try to push Aria's face more into the desk. His other hand holding tightly onto his shoulder as he kept thrusting harshly into him, not caring about the sounds that came from Aria because it all got him closer and closer and also in his mind this was a lesson that his husband should be on time, should listen better and definitely shouldn't blame him for his own faults. "Maybe next time you will be on time. Maybe next time you will not blame me for you not waking," he groaned out the words before suddenly a louder, longer groan came from him as he spilled inside his husband.

He pumped his hips a few more times before slowly pulling from him and taking a few steps back to stare at his husband before clearing his throat. He shoved himself back into his slacks before doing them up. "Go clean yourself up," he said calmly now.

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Aria felt completely violated and the sticky wetness of spilled cum on the inside of his thighs made he want to throw up. He straightened up slowly, carefully, his whole body quivering from shock. He stooped to pick up what was left of his robe.
He could do no more than nod when Narim sent him to clean up, he was relieved to be able to leave the office though and he limped out quickly and silently.

He went straight to their bathroom, locked the door behind him, then stood beneath the jet of hot water in the shower and let himself cry, forehead pressed to the hard tiles.

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Narim watched him leave and he did feel a pang of guilt, only because in his own twisted way he did love his husband. He stood in his office, trying to clear his head, trying to focus on his work, but he couldn't. Part of him hated the thought of Aria being angry with him, granted he knew in the back of his mind it would happen in the future again and it was just some twisted circle that neither of them broke.

He left his office and went to their bathroom, trying the door, but realizing it was locked. He lightly knocked on the door. "Love, please open the door," he spoke softly as if all he did was raise his voice at Aria moments ago.

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Aria startled at him voice but got quickly out of the shower to unlock the door as fast as possible, not wanting to keep him waiting and risk another round. The shower water would have masked the fact he'd been crying if his eyes weren't so red.

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He slipped inside, closing the door behind him, a sigh coming from him when he saw just how red Aria's eyes were. "Look at what you made me do," he whispered, taking a step forward in an attempt to touch Aria's unblemished cheek. "Why do you make me do these things? You know my temper."

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Aria flinched away and took a step back.
The other side of his face was visibly bruised now and slightly swollen.
" ... I'm sorry..." he whispered.

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He looked at Aria with sad eyes and a hurt expression when he moved away. "Please do not be upset with me. You know I love you," he said quietly, but didn't move closer to his husband, yet.

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He was still a moment, but then nodded. He took a towel and wrapped it around himself.
"I'm not upset. I love you too..." he murmured. "I'm sorry I made you angry. Please forgive me."

If someone got a dollar for every time Aria ever said sorry they'd have been rich in no time.

[highpriestnarim.livejournal.com]

"Of course I forgive you," he said, taking a step forward to slowly try and wrap his arms around him to pull him into a hug. "I have work to do, but you can go shopping. Would that make you feel better, my love?"

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Aria let him embrace him and relaxed a little in his arms. His back and legs ached, not to mention how sore more intimate areas were, and despite Narim being the cause of that his arms were comforting.
"I'd like that," he agreed. It was usually best to take Narim's gifts, they let him let go of some of the guilt otherwise he just got angry and frustrated again. Besides, it would give Aria a chance to buy him a present as a peace offering, even if the last thing he wanted to do in his state was spend hours walking around in public.

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He kissed the top of his head before leaning down to kiss his forehead and then his lips. "Good. You should go get dressed and just come let me know when you are ready and I will call the car for you," he said, using a hand to tilt Aria's head up so that their eyes met. "I love you."

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As their eyes met he managed a little smile. "I love you too, forever."
He padded back into the bedroom, clutching his towel around him, and started to pick out some clothes and get dressed. He hoped Narim would be content with what he chose to wear so he wouldn't have to change again.
He was hungry but didn't dare ask for breakfast.

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When Aria had left to get dressed, he did as well and went back to his office to work on some papers as he waited for Aria to come in.

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Aria dressed in smart dark denim jeans and a blue turtle-neck sweater that hid the bruising on the back of his neck. There was nothing he could do about the mark on his face but it was easier to sound believable when you made up excuses for that kind of thing if you were a man.

He went to Narim's office and stood just inside the door, leaving it open a little because it made him feel a little safer. He eyed the desk, the papers in one spot crumpled from having a struggling person pressed against them.

He swallowed and looked at Narim, offering him a little a smile.

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Narim had been occupied, but finally he noticed his husband standing inside his office and he offered a smile of his own. He didn't say anything, but went to his wallet that was placed on his desk and pulled a plastic card out. Walking over to Aria, he held it out, tilting his head to the side slightly. "You look very handsome," he said quietly. "Here, take the card and enjoy yourself, love. Just remember, dinner is at five."

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Aria took the card and slipped it into his pocket. "Thank Narim. I won't be late for dinner."
He pressed a gentle but lingering kiss to his lips. "Have a good day."

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He leaned into the kiss, slowly pulling back with a nod. "You too, love," he said and then backed away to go back to his work.

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He left the office and headed downstairs and out to the car, doing his best to ignore the way the servants he passed were looking at him. He hated being pitied, he didn't feel he deserved it - they just didn't understand...

The car was waiting for him outside the house and the chauffeur opened the back passenger door for him. He thanked him quietly but was silent on the journey into the city centre.

He was tired and his body ached, the weather was cold, he would rather have been at home. But Narim wanted him to go out shopping so he had to kill at least a few hours doing just that. He went from shop to shop and bought a book for himself and a new shirt he thought Narim would like on him, then he went in search of a present for his husband.

Narim was difficult to buy for because he would buy whatever he wanted himself, but Aria eventually found a double deluxe limited edition CD of Bizet's 'Carmen' that he didn't have but would probably appreciate. Narim enjoyed his opera, and Carmen was one of his favourites. Aria also found a black silk scarf he thought he might like and bought him that as well.

He was back at the house by four o'clock and was starving - he hadn't dared eat out or buy so much as a snack, he knew there was a chance his husband would be angry if he did, missing breakfast had been his own fault after all. He sat in the living room with his new book and curled up to read while he waited for dinner.