King Zedekiel's eyes went cold. For him, the murder of his father and brother was still fresh. He could remember opening a box, the size of a big treasure chest, the humans sent them as a gift for peace, to find his father and brother's severed heads. Their faces frozen in horror and anguish, lifeless eyes staring back at him. The pain he felt at that moment was unimaginable.His fingers twitched, tiny sparks of silver dangerously dancing around the tips, showing his lack of control on his emotions.Rage and hatred stirred within him like a tremendous tornado. All he wanted was to strike down the dancer. How could he? What was he trying to gain by reminding them of that horrible day? It felt like a hot searing slap to his face. Like rubbing salt on an open wound. Who could be so heartless?He was about to raise his hand when he felt a warm hand encase his own. He turned to find his mother slowly shaking her head. "Stay calm" she said to him telepathically. "I think I understand what h
Some started to sweat for the dancer. How could he ask for such a thing?! The King is so precious! He's untouchable! He's akin to a rare gem! No one has ever dared to ask him for such a thing. This dancer was either very brave or very stupid.Prince Ron wondered why everyone was silent. He just asked for a dance. The King could refuse if he wanted to. It's not like he could force him to dance.Prince Ludiciel and Princess Mariel thought that this person was completely out of his mind.The Queen mother had nothing to say. She was quite curious to see how things would play out.Princess Rose wanted to hit something. How dare this commoner ask for a dance with the King? A man for that matter? She may have turned a blind eye to the same sex couples dancing earlier but this was over the top! She won't let the King fall to the dark side. It's a good thing Ron wasn't back yet. She didn't want her little brother's mind to be so corrupted. Just wait till she's queen. She'll banish each and eve
Anger flooded his mind. A human?! How could it be a stinky dirty human?! He had even tried to cover up his scent with heavy perfume. Well too bad for him because the Elf King's sense of smell was top notch.Ron felt something was off and due to the distraction, he missed a step which caused Zedekiel to steady him by the waist with both hands. The King used this opportunity to make Ron wrap his arms around his own neck.Therefore, they were so close. Due to Ron's lack of height, his head was directly beneath the King's chin. Under the veil, there was no difference between the colour of Ron's face and a tomato. His heart was beating faster than a race horse. What the hell was his Majesty doing?! People were watching!Zedekiel felt he had to be mistaken. No human could perform the ancient Elf dance. It was impossible! He wanted to make sure his nose wasn't deceiving him. That's why he put them in that intimate position.Princess Rose was being fed too much jealousy inducing scenes. She a
"Hey watch where you're going!" he said to the person but the person just bowed and turned away.Ron took a careful look at the figure. The person was dressed in a black cloak and his face was well hidden so the prince couldn't see anything. Instead, he saw a tattoo in the shape of a claw on the person's hand. It was right between the thumb and pointer. Ron thought it was such an odd tattoo and in an odd location but he didn't think much about it and just hurried to the hall.On getting there, the Queen mother dragged him back to his seat. "Oh dear, where have you been? You've missed a lot"Ron let out a nervous smile, eyes glancing at the King who was looking at him as if he also expected an answer. "I-I think I ate too much. I had stomach problems"Rose sighed. "Brother, I've told you to not eat so much. You'll get an upset stomach. When we get back, I'll ask my servants to make you something to calm it down and help it settle"How embarrassing but Prince Ron could only smile and no
His laughter soon turned into gags. His hand flew to his throat as he began to cough and wheeze. It was like a hand was painfully squeezing his neck, cutting his flow of air. Soon enough, his face started to turn pink. The King had already lost his father and brother. This man wanted to take his sister too? Well, nobody messes with his family or his people. He didn't need to use his hands to perform magic. All he needed was his mind. In reality, the man wasn't being choked. Zedekiel was just manipulating his brain, making him think it was happening. But this wasn't enough. He wanted to see him bleed. He wanted to torture him in the worst way possible. "Don't do anything rash!" his mother said to him telepathically. "Don't forget we have two humans in our midst. They'll wander how a man can just suffocate and die on his own. I don't want to answer any questions Zedekiel. Lock him up first. We'll deal with him later. And Ron is injured. We need to take care of him. He's losing a lo
He quietly slipped into the Prince's room and closed the door. The sight that greeted him was breathtaking and it had him frozen in place...Prince Ron had woken up at some part of the night due to the pain in his arm and he couldn't go back to sleep so he decided to take a bath. The little Prince knew he most likely wouldn't find a servant to get him some hot water so he troubled his bodyguard, Leo, who's room was opposite Ron's.It was at times like this that Leo desperately wanted to quit his job. He had turned into a personal maid! Since when did an esteemed bodyguard of his calibre run to the kitchen to heat water for the Prince? This was completely degrading!Mind you, these all happened while the King was still searching. And so, the big gruff bodyguard was forced to get hot water for the little Prince. Ron was delighted and promised Leo a raise. He also gave a heartfelt speech, stating his undying love and respect for Leo and also declaring them as best friends for life. Afte
Ron's lungs burned for air and he grabbed Zedekiel's hand, exuding all his strength to free his neck but it was impossible. Zedekiel's hand was immovable. Like a mountain.The Prince screamed in his heart. 'It wasn't a dream!'Zedekiel was furious. He couldn't understand why the masked dancer's scent filled Ron's room. In fact, at that very moment, it was stronger than ever! And with Ron before him, with his nose right near Ron's neck, he knew... he definitely knew that Ron was the masked dancer but he didn't want to believe it.How? How could it be this annoying Prince? How did the Prince know their sacred dance? Just how?But deep down, deep deep down, the question King Zedekiel burned to ask, was, Why did Ron ask to dance with him?He could have asked for any other wish.Why dance? And with him?Zedekiel felt the neck in his hold go limp and he panicked. He quickly released Ron and Ron started to cough violently. He grabbed the sheets and covered his body tightly then scurried to t
But once the thought of harming Ron came to his mind, he remembered the masked dancer. His gentleness and graceful moves when dancing. He remembered when the Prince protecting his sister from the knife. He remembered the beautiful picture of the half naked Prince under the moonlight and the unmistakable tightening in his lower area. He couldn't bear to hurt the Prince. It was only after he had finished fixing the injury that he looked at Ron just to find Ron already staring at him. His heart shuddered. Those bright green eyes, that fair smooth skin, those bright red lips...He sharply averted his gaze. He couldn't understand what was happening. The King knew he needed to sort out his thoughts. That night, Ron didn't get an answer to his questions. After the wound was taken care of, Zedekiel gently placed him on the bed then left the room without a single word. Ron sighed, staring at the door. After what the Queen Mother had told him, he was sure that his family had done something v
After hours of intense passion, Zedekiel and Prince Ron found solace in a warm pool outside the cave. Prince Ron swam slowly in the shallow area of the pool, sighing contentedly as the warm water soothed every ache and strain in his body. The edges of the pool were lined with smooth, flat white stones, which were surprisingly comfortable to the touch. He realised that the pool was similar to the one in their bathroom for he felt all his fatigue melt away in mere seconds. His skin was now clean and emitting a pleasant rosy scent.However, as he glanced down, he noticed that the hickeys and bite marks Zedekiel had left on him were still there. They were littered all over his skin, everywhere, even in the inner parts of his thighs. He pursed his lips and shot a glare in Zedekiel's direction.'What a brute' he thought. 'A big bully. Not knowing when to stop. You call me your love but you bullied me throughout the night, making me cry and call you husband.' He then scoffed. 'See if I'll le
In the wee hours of the morning, the dimly lit cave was filled with the soft moans and low growls of desperate pleasure. The air thick with the scent of musk and roses with a hint of wine."No....no more..." Prince Ron whimpered, holding on to his beloved's broad shoulders as his hole was plowed, every jab well aimed at his prostate and soft tract. The rims of his pretty green eyes a seductive shade of red, his pretty pink cock gliding against his beloved's abs as his body quivered from the delicious shocks of sparking desire coursing through his veins.Zedekiel's relentless rhythm of thrusts continued even as Prince Ron begged. Although they had been at it throughout the night, his desire was still strong, his engorged shaft pounding into Prince Ron's tight hot chute and even tighter tract. He had filled Prince Ron’s channel with a significant amount of cum which mixed with Prince Ron’s clear fluids, dripping down on the floor with each thrust, forming a small puddle.He was standing
Zedekiel smirked and continued downward, pressing light, fluttering kisses along his neck, pausing to nibble at the delicate skin, his touch making Prince Ron arch slightly into him. He continued to nibble and suck while his hands roamed all over Prince Ron's body, his fingers brushing over his flushed skin, squeezing and gently kneading the very soft parts. Like his thighs and ass.'This feels so good.' Prince Ron thought, whimpering when he felt Zedekiel’s fingers tweak his hardened nipples. 'I can't believe we're doing this...'Zedekiel heard this and pinched his nipples hard, eliciting a loud hiss from him. Maybe that would make him believe it. His mouth soon found its way to Prince Ron’s collarbone, where he lavished with a mixture of kisses and soft bites while he tweaked and tugged at the hardened nubs on his chest. The contrast sent sparks of pleasure through Prince Ron’s entire being.His lips then traveled lower, following the contours of Prince Ron’s chest, kissing every in
Now that his hands were free, Prince Ron wrapped them around Zedekiel’s neck and crashed their lips together, kissing him like his life depended on it. Their lower bodies were tightly connected, moving in a fast, synchronized rhythm that had them both shaking.In that moment, the full moon shone brightly through the opening in the cave ceiling, its silvery rays cascading down upon their entwined forms. Around them, vines slowly slithered into the chamber, their green tendrils weaving a large protective cocoon around the bed. Delicate beautiful and fragrant flowers blossomed along the vines, their petals unfurling in vibrant colors.Zedekiel’s thrusts became faster, his movements more intense as the air thickened with magic. The moonlight grew brighter, its beams focusing on the couple as they neared their peak.Prince Ron let out a high pitched wail when Zedekiel pressed his waist down, driving that bulging penis deeper into his tract. Zedekiel pounded the very air out of his lungs an
Prince Ron was completely dumbfounded. So his beloved still kept that in mind. And now he wanted a reason? The fingers inside him suddenly went deeper, rubbing an area that had him wildly bucking his hips. He began to trash his head from side to side, moaning as he grinned against his beloved's fingers. A wave of heat flashed through his body and he felt the fingers weren't enough. He wanted more."Please," he sobbed, staring at his beloved who had a wicked grin on his face. "I want you....please."The fingers stabbed at the area again and he keened out loud, his vision going blurry with need. "I won't faint again!" He sobbed. "I promise, so please..."Zedekiel himself was not better off than Prince Ron. He withdrew his fingers, aligned the fat head of his weeping cock to Prince Ron's dripping hole and pushed."Ahhh!" Prince Ron cried out, arching his back as the long girth pushed into him, his fluids making it easy for his beloved to push deeper and deeper. His entrance burned a bit
Zedekiel groaned at the taste of sweet wine and the velvety tongue which he lightly nipped and sucked on. He enjoyed the way Prince Ron whimpered beneath him and dug his nails into his shoulders as he ravished his mouth.Prince Ron completely melted into the kiss, his body responding instinctively to Zedekiel’s touch. The heat between them ignited into a blazing inferno, and all thoughts of restraint or caution vanished as they surrendered to the overwhelming passion they both felt.Prince Ron felt his beloved's lips move against his with a hunger that bordered on desperation. His beloved's hands gripped the sides of his flushed face, keeping his head in place, not giving him the chance to escape as he devoured his mouth.The kiss was wild, unrestrained, and fueled by the scorching heat that pulsed between them. Every touch, every press of their bodies ignited sparks that threatened to consume them both. Prince Ron gasped into the kiss, feeling like he was going insane. His body was t
The twins’ voices responded immediately in unison, their tone calm. 'The mountains.'Zedekiel’s eyes widened in shock. 'The mountains?' he echoed. Didn't he tell them to lock Prince Ron in his room?'Follow his scent, brother,' they replied, their voices steady and confident. 'It's better here.' After all, it was part of their mother's plan.Without another word, Zedekiel’s body flickered, his form becoming a blur of motion. In an instant, he was gone, a whoosh of wind the only sign of his departure as he raced toward the mountains.He moved through the forested path at lightning speed, the cool night air doing nothing to soothe the blazing heat coursing through him. Prince Ron’s scent was everywhere, wrapping around him like a seductive, intoxicating fog. The heady mix of dense roses and sweet wine that surrounded him amplified the scorching desire that throbbed relentlessly in his lower body. He could feel the aphrodisiac's effects intensifying, each step pushing him closer to the e
At that moment, Princess Rose also stood up and clung to Zedekiel's arm, her voice sweet and persuasive. "Why don’t you stay, Your Majesty? I’ve been wanting to talk to you about something. Just let Ron go, he’ll be fine." She even pushed her full chest against his arm, wanting him to feel the softness of a woman. Maybe it would distract him and let him stay.Seeing that things were starting to get out of hand, the Queen Mother rose to her feet, her voice commanding. "Mariel, Rose, step back and let Zedekiel take Prince Ron. Ludiciel and I can handle everything here."Princess Mariel frowned. "But Mother, Brother is the only one fit to address the people. He can't just leave now. Prince Ron is unwell. I will quickly take him back to rest." How could she let them go after all her planning? She had to be the one to take Prince Ron back. She needed to sleep with him. She needed to get pregnant."Mariel!" The Queen Mother shouted. "Step back this instant!""Your Majesty, stay." Princess R
But Zedekiel's hand went farther and he picked up a bowl of shrimps which he began to meticulously peel and place in Prince Ron's bowl one by one. They all groaned lowly.Oblivious to the atmosphere, Prince Ron ate the shrimps with relish, occasionally feeding his beloved a piece or two. He noticed the goldenberries in a bowl beside his plate and wolfed them down too. He felt Netheridge cooking was the best.The Queen Mother sighed. Prince Ron was so easy going. He had downed the wine and goldenberries in a matter of minutes while her son had not even tasted the wine. If she had known, she would have laced his entire food with aphrodisiac.Princess Rose was fuming. Her brother had already drank the wine which meant Princess Mariel was secure but what about her? The King had not taken even a tiny sip!Princess Mariel on the other hand was shaking with glee. Prince Ron had completely fallen into her trap. Now all that was left was for her to get him into her room which she was sure woul