Jealous | By : kgemeni Category: A through F > Forgotten Realms Views: 2986 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 7
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Artemis regained consciousness, confused and disoriented. He couldn't remember losing consciousness in the first place.
Jarlaxle was by his side on his knees, a hand on his arm. "How do you feel?"
"I don't understand."
"You slept."
That didn't sound right to Artemis at all. "At the dinner table?"
Jarlaxle looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Down here on the pillows. Why did you think you'd have gone back to the dinner table and sat down after you -" He narrowed his eyes. "Do you remember?"
Artemis felt sticky and limp. His arms and legs wouldn't respond right away. His hair was in disarray, and he didn't have his shirt or vest on. "What did we do? Spar?" He sat up and rubbed his eyes, irritable at the lack of sense the situation was making.
"No...Unless that's your euphemism for sex," Jarlaxle said, tapping his lower lip.
Artemis stared at him. "We had sex? I don't feel as if-"
"I didn't," Jarlaxle said. "You did."
"With whom?"
"No one," Jarlaxle said. "It wasn't that kind." He looked puzzled still that Artemis didn't remember what they'd done.
The assassin sat up quickly and scrambled away from him, grabbing his shirt off the floor. "I did that with you watching? What did you put in my drink, Jarlaxle?"
"I didn't drug you," Jarlaxle said. "You cooperated just fine once you understood I wasn't going to have sex with you. You didn't have to do anything, as a matter of fact. All you had to do was lie there. I did the rest."
The memories were starting to come to light in a tangled mass, like scribbles of invisible ink being revealed. Artemis didn't like what he remembered. "You...got me here to do...that to me."
"I thought you needed it," Jarlaxle said. "Was I right?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Artemis said, scowling at him and slipping on his shirt. "Pleasure is a luxury, not a must-have. It's something you want, not something you need. Get a hold of yourself."
"I disagree," Jarlaxle protested. "Everyone needs pleasure. Otherwise, what point is there to life?"
Artemis retrieved his vest. "Don't do this to me again. I'll stab you the next time you do this." He fastened his weapons to his belt and walked away.
Jarlaxle watched him speechlessly, and then scrambled to get in front of him. "I want you," he said plaintively.
Artemis snorted. "You should have thought about that, at the very least, before carrying on with Sharlotta."
"That ensures her cooperation!"
"Is that all she means to you?" Artemis said, looking disgusted. "You would sell your body to keep her satisfied?"
"She and I have an understanding," Jarlaxle said, not understanding how the conversation could so quickly lead where he didn't want it to go. "That has nothing to do with us."
Artemis curled his lip. "I am not making the same mistake twice. Next time, you will keep your hands off of me."
"That's not fair," Jarlaxle protested. "You enjoyed what I was doing."
"That is not an excuse to take advantage of me."
"It didn't hurt."
Artemis stopped, looked away. "No."
"Then what is the harm I did you so resent?" Jarlaxle asked.
"You took away my ability to make decisions," Artemis said. "That is something I can't let anybody do."
"You're making one now," Jarlaxle pointed out. "Just as I said you could. I won't be happy if you choose to go and make yourself scarce because of what happened last night, but neither will I force you again."
Artemis stared at him. "This is going to be the last time."
"The last time?" Jarlaxle whispered.
The assassin hesitated. "The last time I choose to ignore your transgressions," he said finally. He forced Jarlaxle to stand aside and left.
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