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"You're going to regret that decision, Robert." It was a statement that the well dressed saber cat didn't ofen hear, as he was quite thorough in the plans he made and then executed, given the nature of his profession, however...

"I'm more than willing to be shown the error of my ways, if you can convince me that I've truly made one." The long fanged cat chuckled, making the other man glower from across the table

A bluff? Or a well spoken barb? It was hard to say for the onlookers surrounding him and his opponent. At least until his queen was knocked over by a bishop.

The crowd around them murmured and gasped in rising concern, as everyone who knew the game knew that losing such a powerful piece was a death sentence, and yet the striped feline merely chuckled as he reached a hand out to make his next move.

"Checkmate." He said as he pulled his manicured fingers away from the rook he had just moved.

Time seemed to freeze as everyone blinked in shock over what had just happened, however, there could be no denying it. Fred's king was trapped between his two knights, Robert's rook, and the pawn he had set up beforehand. The well dressed saber cat smirked as he slowly got up from the chair he was seated at, grabbed his coat, and then headed out from the park, leaving the schnauzer he had been playing to gape in shock at his loss. Making his way towards the car that was waiting for him, Robert walked up to the curb and then nodded to the muscular stallion driver and then patted the other on the shoulder.

"Did you have fun, sir?" The husky voice of the palomino washed over the saber cat making him shiver as he slid himself into the opened door of the convertible that was held open for him.

"It was a fun game, though I think I may have broken poor Fred's brain with my last move." The feline snickered as he settled himself back into the plush leather seats and then waited to be secured within the vehicle.

A quiet slam of the door soon followed with the towering stallion placing his three hundred plus pound body into the driver's seat. "That's good to know, sir."

The feeling of the car rocking from the sudden influx of weight added into the interior made Robert shiver ever so slightly, he always did like the way that his valet could assert his presence within the world around him simply by placing his sculpted body into an area. The sensation of his pants tightening and his tailhole clenching was one that Willian tried not to think about, but it was hard to do as such, given how much he lust filled green eyes twinkled when looking at the stallion from the vantage point granted to him by rearview mirror.

"Are you alright, sir?" The palomino asked as he adjusted the mirror so as to have a better look at his employer.

"I-I'm fine, Flynn," Robert whispered as he felt a pulse of heat travel through his groin up into the rest of his body.

That had been happening for quite a well now, though the saber cat had done everything in his power to suppress the strange warmth with sheer willpower, his fear over going to the doctor and being told that he had some kind of debilitating disease prevented him from seeking a medical inspection, well that and vainglorious pride. The thought that something might have actually been wrong with him was something that actually terrified Robert to no end, if only because it meant that at some point in his life he had failed to hold himself up to the high standards that he and the rest of high society expected of him.

And that just couldn't be allowed.

So with a determined push the striped feline mentally forced down the feelings within his body, willing everything just to stop as he breathed in the deep, slow manner that his physical trainer had taught him to do whenever he felt a panic attack creep up on him; that said trainer was now staring at him with a look of concern was something that didn't go unnoticed by the saber cat, yet he simply smiled back at the other. He couldn't let the other know that something might have been wrong with him. He couldn't let anything escape his control. He had to be strong and steadfast. That's what everyone expected of him. Demanded of him. He had too much to lose if he let everything go tits up, so to speak.

"Breathe, sir." The golden maned stallion ordered as he noticed that his employer was slightly hyperventilating.

The striped cat did as he was commanded, inhaling and exhaling slowly for several seconds, even as the world around him spun wildly.

Several minutes later Robert opened his mouth to speak, coughing when he felt his throat lock up slightly as a dry spell filled his throat. "I'm fine. I think I'm just nervous about the party that's taking place tonight." It was a lie told so cleanly that the saber cat could have almost believed it to be true.

The palomino, of course, did not of course, as could be seen by his brown eyes narrowing ever so slightly. The stallion opened his thick equine muzzle to speak his feelings, which would have involved him driving the younger feline to his family's private doctor in order to get an inspection, but in seeing the desperation within the face of his employer, Flynn instead chose to curtail his words in order to spare the other from his worry.

"I'll be there for you should you need me, sir." The palomino whispered gently as he gave an honest smile to Robert.

The now shivering saber cat smiled back in return, knowing without having to speak the words that his valet was doing his best to try and placate his own fears over his health. "Thank you, Flynn. I always appreciate your looking out for my well being." It was a truth that the saber cat had constantly reaffirmed during the twenty years that the stallion had been under the employment of his family.

"Mmm." The palomino didn't say anything more as he switched on the engine within the convertible and then let it purr for a few minutes.

Robert huffed gently as he settled his head back and then closed his big green eyes.

The sound of his car being revved up made his lips twitch as a playful smirk crossed over his lips. He always liked cars that had a lot of horsepower within them, something that Flynn teased him about to no end, much to his chagrin, and yet there was something about having such energy running beneath his body that filled a strange need within the saber cat that he couldn't quite understand. Robert didn't think about it once he felt the warm autumn air brush over his head, whipping up the short hairs on his bright orange coat of fur. Popping open the buttons on his shirt with his claws, Robert puffed up his chest and then sighed loudly as Flynn drove them back to his studio apartment.

Normally the saber cat would have been staying at the family mansion during this time of the year, since most of his work could be done online, however there were several gatherings taking place within the Diamond City this month and he honestly didn't feel like dealing with the commute, even though he almost never drove himself around thanks to the palomino. Green eyes opened just in time to see the stallion's braided hair swaying teasingly in front of him, the striped feline felt an almost kittenish compulsion to reach out and play with the long blonde locks, however he resisted the urge. Not so much because it would have been seen as a juvenile act, he was only twenty-eight after all and more than allowed to a few playful fits with his bodyguard's body, but because he might not want to stop once he got started.

This was an aspect of himself that Robert didn't like to dwell on too long, nor the implications, as it placed him in a very interesting predicament, one in which that made him ask the right wrong questions. Stamping down on this impulse, the saber cat closed his eyes in order to continue his rest, yet not before brown eyes caught his own within the rear view mirror making his heart leap within his throat.

The ride to the apartment complex was blessedly short, and so once Flynn swerved into his designated parking lot the young executive was jerked out of his slight slumber.

"We're here, sir." The stallion announced with a slight smugness within his voice.

"Yes, I could feel that fact." Robert grunted as he rubbed the side of his head from where he had knocked it against the other seat.

"I apologize if the end of the ride was rather uncomfortable for you." It was clear that Flynn did not mean a word of it as there was an unapologetic glimmer within his eyes as he stepped out of his seat and then went to open the door for his employer. "I'll be happy to make it smoother for you the next time around." The stallion almost purred.

Robert grunted and shifted his crotch ever so slightly as he stepped out of the backseat.

Moving himself far enough away so that his long tail was not crushed when his valet slammed the door to the convertible shut. "Apology accepted, though please do better next time. I don't want to end up having to explain any odd bruises on my body, especially tomorrow night."

"Of course." The palomino bowed his head slightly before returning to his full seven foot height. The two stepped away from the chrome vehicle over towards the nearby stairs, the pair having to avoid the elevator seeing as Flynn was too tall to fit within the square box. "You're still going to go to this shindig?"

"Absolutely." Robert chuckled while walking through the door leading up the building as it was held open for him. "It's a high society meeting, after all, and so it would look rather odd for me to to be absent for such a gathering." The saber cat had long since learned that he had to make a show of himself during shindigs such as the one taking place within city hall tomorrow, a curse of being born to the upper class, but it was a due that he was willing to pay. "And I can't be seen as the odd one out being the 'young and handsome executive' that I am, now can I?"

The palomino couldn't help but roll his big brown eyes as he heard these words spoken in a rather serious tone. "Of course, sir." Flynn spoke just as they made it up to the third floor of the building. "What was I thinking?" The stallion finished by whipping his finely brushed tail across his very firm rump in an exaggerated manner.

"Somedays I would rather not know." Robert teased as they continued up to the fifth floor of the complex. "Though I would like to be sure that you've gone ahead and made arrangements for me to have a date for this gathering, as I'll need a very fine looking piece of eye candy for the others to gawk over while they're drunk in order to cement some of the business plans that I have I laid out within my charming head." Something that made the whole tiring affair easy to stomach was that by going to said event was the fact that the saber cat would be able to easily weave various political alliances with those drunk officials and bureaucrats that would be there.

"I have, but..." The palomino let his voice trail off just as they reached the tenth floor of the building. That saber cat wasn't huffing for air was something that the stallion quietly noted as he thought about how best to express his thoughts while once again holding the door open for the striped feline.

"Yes?" Robert immediately stopped in his tracks as he looked over the larger male. Wide green eyes almost pulled at the valet's soul as they silently begged him to finish his thoughts.

"I wonder if it would be wise to do such a thing, seeing as you have a girlfriend, of whom I might add has shown herself to be quite possessive over you and your attention." Robert blinked at these words, seeing as they were framed more as a statement than a question.

Robert chuckled. "Of course it is, after all, Cindy understands the importance of keeping up appearances in public."

Just the thought of the sumptuous lynx was enough make Robert's cock throb within his sheath, though oddly enough not in the same way that it did whenever he found himself staring at Flynn's tight looking butt as it wiggled in front of his gaze as they moved through the dark carpeted hallways to the saber cat's room. Not that he was looking at it! It just happened to be there in front of his eyes, jumping around in a rather delightful sort of way. The striped feline grunted, forcing the palomino to instantly flip his head backwards.

"Ahem. Keeping up appearances is part and parcel of being a member of the upper echelon, and no matter what one might think or feel, there are instances where you just have to swallow your pride and do what is expected of you."

"Of course, sir." The stallion muttered before returning his head forward. "Have you informed her about your decision?" The palomino asked as they rounded a corner.

"Yes." The short answer made Flynn's ears flick up on top of his head.

"Have you now?" The clear disbelief within his husky voice was such that the saber cat had to stop himself from bristling in indignation.

"I have indeed." The saber cat grumbled right as he stopped in front of the door to his room.

Reaching into his pant's pocket, Robert pulled out his wallet and keycard and swiped it through the card reader that was installed on all of the doors within the building. A couple seconds of mechanical beeping flowed within the two male's ears before a telltale click echoed out.

Moving his larger bulk forward, the palomino gently pressed his employer out of the way, very clearly aware of the slight hitch in the other's breathing as their chests pressed up against one another, and then slipped his head into the darkened room. His nostrils flexed several times as Flynn worked to catch any scent that could have been out of place within the fully furnished interior. It might have seemed rather odd, given that they had just been within the building not more than three hours prior, but after Robert had been attacked while going to his car within the underground parking lot last year when Flynn had been laid up in bed with the flu the stallion had become hyper protective over his employer following his return to health. Robert thought that his behavior was rather uncalled for, given that he had handed the would be thief well enough after the other had pulled out his knife on him using the martial arts skills the palomino had hammered into his head, however he knew better than arguing with the other over the subject. The memory of the stallion picking him up and then dropping him onto the sofa and then literally sitting on him to get his point across was a moment of indignation that the saber cat swore he would never be able to live down.

"It's all clear." Flynn stated right after stepping inside and then flicking the lights on.

"Fancy that." The striped feline teased as he walked into the living room. Closing the door with his long tail, the executive continued with their conversation. "Back to our previous conversation, I sent her a text message letting her know about the party."

"And you told her about getting an escort to go with you?" Flynn inquired as he took his employer's coat from his hand, placed it onto the nearby coat rack, and then guided the shorter man to the dining area.

"Absolutely not." Robert replied as though it were an obvious fact that he hadn't. "The last thing that I want is for her to nag at me over the subject matter, plus said 'escort' is nothing more than something to have hanging off of my arm."

"You know that witch is not going to be pleased if she finds out about this." The palomino pulled open the cabinets and then fished out various items in order to get dinner underway.

"Be nice." Robert was well aware of the fact that his bodyguard did not like his current girlfriend, why that was, he didn't dare ask, but off all of the women that the saber cat had dated the current one seemed to ruffle the stallion's feathers for some reason.

The first time Flynn had called the other by such a moniker had completely shocked the striped feline, and yet because the other refused to explain himself, despite him asking, he honestly didn't know what to think on the subject. So like with most things that made him uncomfortable, he chose to mentally subjugate it.

"Besides, whether she likes it or not really doesn't matter. She's out of time with her family handling this gathering or whatever, and I cannot be seen walking around with someone on my arm."

"I would say something about you taking me along as your date, but I'm sure that..." Before the palomino could finish his statement he heard a telling gasp of air that just about made him whinny in laughter. He kept himself composed though, considering that he had a knife in his hand slicing up several vegetables. "This might not be something that you would be willing to accept."

"Obviously." The saber cat said while squirming within his chair as the tingling within his groin and tailhole once again, this time the effects were so powerful that Robert swore that he could feel his body almost literally pulsing. He, once again, forced the effects down in favor of settling himself into his seat. "It would be rather queer if my bodyguard was following me around the area while I schmooze."

"Of course, sir." Flynn replied with a shake of his head.

Nothing more was said by them for the rest of the evening after they both settled down to eat, though it was while watching tv together within the living room that Robert spoke at length to the escort that he was paying four figures for.

Next to him Flynn said nothing, though the dark glower within his eyes spoke volumes.

It was only when Robert began to yawn that the palomino switched off the television. The saber cat turned his head and then cocked an eye at the other, but said nothing when the larger male stood up.

"I think it's time for bed, sir." Flynn stated rather authoritatively.

"And I think that I'm old enough to know when I'm ready for bed." The striped feline said with a yawn.

"Of course, sir." The palomino chuckled while moving away from the couch towards the backrooms.

Hadn't he been taking the remote with him Robert would have quickly switched back on the tv and began letting it watch him in spite, but as it was he sat there within the darkened room for several more seconds before grunting and then jumping up to his feet. Making his way down the hall and into his room, the saber cat found his bodyguard getting out his night clothes.

"I think I'll sleep nude tonight." The feline said, making the palomino's body lock up from where it was bent over in front of the vanity in front of him.

"Very good, sir." The stallion quickly returned the articles of clothing he had fished out back into their proper place, folding them as he did so.

Robert snickered as he watched the stallion move past him to head out of the room, the feeling of his tail brushing across his front was one that the saber cat refused to think about. Instead, he pulled himself out of his clothes, dropping them onto his vanity, and then stretched his long and limber form up as far as his arms would allow. Letting out another yawn, the striped feline made his way over to his bed and then flopped down onto it. He then rolled around for several minutes in an attempt to try and find the perfect spot to sleep in, but no particular position proved to be good enough for him. Robert scowled for a few minutes until he heard movement coming from the doorway.

Lifting himself up and then turning around, the saber cat smiled as he noticed Flynn returning to his room with a book in hand.

"I figured that I could do some light reading in here while you slept." The palomino stated before making his way over to the queen sized bed.

Robert said nothing, but his tail did wiggle around wildly as he scooted to the side in order to allow the bigger male the space needed to settle himself onto the bed.