Whispers...

Helping on the underside was not as easy a task as you thought, but it was easier than freezing up there, especially with the height of that wall. Just a look down would make you dizzy.

The sky was dark.

The weather was as usual: cold, devastating and made you want to throw yourself into a fireplace. You huddled in your cloak and left for your quarters, the only people outside were organizing places to rest, and some had just woken up to do the night's patrol. How lucky you weren't one of them. It was much colder at night.

You were climbing the stairs to your tower, when you suddenly heard of a passage to the basement:

“Hey. Hey, Koby. Here”, a voice whispered.

"Hm?", You took two steps back and looked at the lighted door. There he was, Rick, ugly as always and with a rough face.

"Boy. Come here”, he called you. Although afraid, you approached.

"What is?"

Rick grabbed you by the shoulders and leaned you against the wall.

“How about we solve that intrigue that we had before, back at the Wall? Huh?”

"What intrigue?", He is over you, tall as he was, and intimidating.

“You know what I'm talking about, you little shit. Well, I don't want anyone to hear it, so I'm going to be quick”, he grabbed your hand and placed it in his crotch. Rick's cock was rock hard still in his underwear. He smiled lasciviously.

"What are you doing ?!", you tried to pull your hand but he left you there, holding that huge shape.

"Silent! Speak quietly or they will hear us. Here's the thing... I'll be watching the library tonight, and I don't want to be alone. If you want to work this out with me... meet me at the library at dawn. I know you want it”, without letting you answer, he releases your hand and pushes you. “Go there, fagot. Rest while you can”.

You didn't know if that was a threat of **** or a rude invitation. What would he do if you didn't go to him that morning? You feared.

And you went up to your room.