I do not do not own GW, nor do I make any money from this fic. This story is AU, and very complicated. Trust me, things are NOT what they seem, and it is a really good idea to read the previous chapters before you read this one. Warnings? Sexual situations, nudity, chauvinism, barbarism. Pairings? 2xH, with a splash of 5xH in later chapters...

The Capture - Chapter three
By Caliko

"Sir, are you sure that this was wise?" Weridge asked Dekim, feeling.. dirty after administering the drug to that poor young girl.

"Rest easy, the drug won't harm her, just make her more... biddable."

"Won't his Lordship think it strange that she's so malleable? From what I have seen, she's done nothing but fight him since she came here!"

"By the time we're done with Lord Maxwell, he wouldn't notice if a purple dragon sat on the western turret."

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Hilde felt someone tickling the bottom of her foot, and giggled as a face came into focus in front of her eyes. The face soon disappeared, blending into the brightly colored rainbows of her vision. Then, she felt something else.. something long and thin scraped against her skin. Afterwards, cool, silky cream was spread over her calves, up her thighs, and across her womanhood. Another pair of hands gently caressed her breasts, taking particular attention to her tight nipples.

Her body felt so strange, as if someone else was controlling it. Her vision was fuzzy, and she felt strangely uninhibited as the hands draped something soft around her shoulders.

Hilde giggled as she felt someone push her, then gasped as she felt herself falling onto a giant featherbed. The girl sighed, cuddling into the hands that smoothed a sheet up over her waist, and lay docile as they draped her arms onto the bed by her sides. Within moments, she slept, naively unaware of the drug that coursed through her body.

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Lord Duo drank deeply, relishing the feel of the cold, wet wine on the back of his dry throat. He had been sparring all day with his men, practicing in mock battle for the real one that came closer every day.

Dekim stood next to him, holding the wine skin tightly in his hands as he informed his lordship that Lady Maxwell was ready for him.

He couldn't help but snort at that thought, wondering if Dekim and Weridge had resorted to tying the little hellcat to the bed.

Duo nodded to his advisors, then strode into the bathhouse, taking the wineskin from Dekim's hands along the way.

He stood at the edge of the sunken tub and pulled off his shirt and pants before he unlaced the tall boots from his feet. He grabbed the wineskin, taking a deep drag out of it before he lowered himself into the heated water.

Leisurely, he soaped his body, feeling the heat from the water against his back. Each stroke of his palms sent flames to erupt under his skin, licking each nerve as they shot towards his loins.

Duo once again drank from the skin, his thoughts drifting over to the upcoming night. He could feel himself getting stiff as he remembered how her soft her skin was, the brilliance of her blue eyes in the morning light.

He thought about how hot she was between her legs, the innocent confusion that lay over her face. Just the thought that by morning, he would possess her made his skin tighten with expectation.

He almost hoped that she would fight him! He relished the thought of making her yield, softening her will to his caress. He wanted to feel her explode over his tounge, sweet victory as she was forced to confront her own needs.

Lord Maxwell never felt this way about a woman... it was almost as if she were a drug in his system! It was than wanting to possess her, it was the urge to enslave her will to his! He groaned, confused, and climbed out of the tub.

He picked up the soft towel from the shelf next to the door, and rubbed the water from his skin. Staring down at the sweaty clothes at his feet, he grimaced, not wanting to put them on next to his clean skin. Shrugging, he wrapped the towel around his hips and padded, barefoot, back to the main hall.

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She was asleep, looking almost ethereal as she lay on the bed. The moonlight shone into the window, sending silver highlights over her inky black hair. Her skin was pale, contrasting sharply with the short jet tresses. They had draped her in some sort of blue lace garment, letting her hands rest gently on the bed.

He came closer, and sat down next to her. His heartbeat came fast in his chest, and his fingers itched to feel the soft silk of her hair. He brushed his fingers over her pouty lips, almost holding his breath as her lids opened.

She sighed, the air brushing softly past his fingers as she realized that she wasn't alone.

Duo leaned down and kissed her soft lips, wanting to savor their taste before she woke up enough to bite his lip.

But, she didn't bite him. Her lips melted under hers, calmly accepting their gentleness over hers.

Lord Maxwell's mouth left lips, laying a trail of fire over her jaw to nuzzle at her ear. She gasped as his tounge flicked over her pulse, then lapped at the sensitive flesh under her jaw.

Hilde tried to lift her arms, needing to feel him under her palms, wanting reassurance that this was no specter in her bed, yet her arms were lead weights, refusing to move as his hot mouth drifted lower.

He lay down next to her, stroking her nipple through the lace as his mouth stole the other. He could hear her moan, the sound burrowing into his ear as the nipple puckered, tight under his thumb.

Gently, he stroked her stomach, feeling it ripple under his touch as he stroked lower still. Then, he grew impatient, needing to feel her skin bare to his.

The lace tore under his fingers, fragile to his demands. He touched her core, firmly stroking the soft, wet flesh until she was keening, confused, into his ear. Then, he was inside, sliding quickly past her virgins barrier.

Hilde shuddered, irritated at the sharp pain, then crooned as it lessoned into a deep ache. Her lover kissed her eyelids, then her ears, whispering words of encouragement. She cried out, striving for what, she didn't know. She only knew that she needed it.

Then, it happened. Her entire body grew taut, her heart seemed to stop, and she broke into thousands of pieces, a single shard in a broken mirror. Then, he erupted, spilling deeply inside of her, before falling down to the mattress chest first.

She started to breath again, her mind darting dizzily over the last few minutes, until, exhausted, sleep claimed her.

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Duo woke up in the middle of the night, a burning pain pounding in his head. Slowly, he sat up, oblivious to the small arm that fell to his waist.

He hadn't drank that much wine the night before, yet, if felt as if an evil dwarf sat on his head with his pick-ax, insisting that there were diamonds on his brain.

He didn't feel right, either. It was as if his entire mind was centered on the girl, in particular, in fucking her. He had been drawn to her side, obsessed with her body, unable to turn away from her beauty. Almost as if he were bewitched.

His eyes went to the wineskin on the floor. It had fallen to the floor when he went to her. Curious, he picked it up and breathed deeply, detecting the subtle strangeness in the scent. Then, he emptied it into the washbowl and lit a candle.

Holding it over the liquid, he could see something floating on the bottom of the bowl, reminding him of something his father once told him of the youthful Dekim.

He had never been a handsome man, yet women were drawn to him, ignoring the more powerful warriors in the clan Finally, the former Lord Maxwell had demanded his secret, and was told about the drug.

One small handful of the herbal mix, and a body could not fight the pull of attraction, could not fight their own needs. The bastard used it on me. But why?

Was he afraid that I would not take my wife? Or...

She had been acting strange herself, slow, drunkenly compliant. The fire that he admired in her was gone, replaced by genteel submissiveness.

His eyes went hard. He would have to deal with the man. Dekim Barton had overstepped his authority.

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/sigh/ THIS was a hard chapter... OHHHH boy.. you don't want to know how hard!! Stay tuned! Next chapter.. we get to see what Duo does.. and Wu will have a new job.. and there is a summons from King Milliardo!!!!

~Leeko~