"I harbor no inclination toward acquiring such an item." He hissed to his father. “A boy needs a servant. Pick.one.” His father hissed back.

So that’s how you became his personal servant—his boy. Clearly he enjoyed your company more then others, not only because you were good for .. stress relief, but that helped.

Storming into his chambers, he practically tackled you into bed.

"My father is a sorry excuse for an exasperating paternal figure."

He muttered into your neck.