Prince of Fog: Book One (3 page)

But now, Aether could touch him, kiss him, embrace him. Charce moaned, his hips speeding up as he rutted against Aether’s fingers. It was more than a physical joining; it was also an emotional one. Aether was touching his most intimate place. There was another intruding feeling. Aether’s finger was slowly entering his bum. With each roll of Charce’s hips, Charce was soon finding out that he didn’t mind. As long as Aether was touching him, he felt pleasure.

“You look so beautiful like this.” Aether murmured into Charce’s ear, smiling as he kissed it.

Charce groaned, the words encouraging the fog of arousal now in his mind. He felt Aether’s finger leave his behind and he gave a small growl of annoyance. He was insatiable now that his hunger had been awakened. Even his bum begged to be touched.

“Here you go.” Aether smiled, his finger going back to where it had been pushing so tenderly, coated with lube he had sneaked from a bottle in his pocket.

Aether’s finger was slippery and Charce panted as it swiftly slid into his entrance. Charce continued to seek pleasure from the front, his hips moving faster to try and reach climax. But it seemed like the quicker his hips moved, the more Aether’s fingers were drifting from him.

“Hey!” Charce protested, his eyes opening as he glared down at Aether, picking up on the King’s game. The amused look in Aether’s eyes confirmed his suspicions. Aether was withholding the height of pleasure from him.

“You have to give to receive.” Aether smiled, and in one quick embrace, flipped Charce onto his back. Aether quickly pulled off Charce’s pants, and before the petulant man could protest, his lips had brushed down to nibble on Charce’s thigh.

“Ah!” Charce moaned, distracted from protest by the pleasure surging through him once again. His gaze now focused in and out on the ceiling as he felt a second finger sliding into him. He hadn’t ever thought he would be … well, doing this with another man. But it didn’t matter. None of it mattered as long as it felt good and Aether was touching him. He would go with the flow. There wasn’t any shame with doing it with a King, right? Sure, Aether was from a neighbouring kingdom, but still-

“That’s rude of you. Stop thinking so much. Pay attention to me.” Aether’s face was suddenly hovering over him and Charce had his lips devoured, a loud moan swallowed up by Aether. Through the overload on his lips, Charce could feel a slight stretching pain at where Aether’s fingers were.

“I have three fingers in you now. You should be so proud of yourself for taking it like a Prince.” Aether whispered softly into Charce’s ear. Charce wasn’t sure if that was a jab or something Aether meant seriously. But there wasn’t time to dwell on it.

Aether continued to move his fingers about in Charce, widening him up. Charce winced a little as there was some pain involved. His hands dug into Aether’s arms. He was sure there would be marks on the King’s precious skin tomorrow.

“I’m going to enter you now.” Aether smiled as he removed his fingers. He positioned himself squarely between Charce’s spread legs and slightly upturned butt. The sight of the Prince so exposed under him was arousing.

Charce could feel Aether’s member teasing his entrance, brushing up and down. Aether’s cock felt warm, almost hot and then the two of them were kissing. Aether seemed to have unleashed all the skills he knew on Charce’s lips. Charce was getting carried away by the passionate lip bites and licks. Charce moaned as his lips were occupied, the sudden grip on his hips giving him a brief warning. Aether’s cock pushed at his entrance. He could feel himself widening with the increasing pressure and then a deep penetration as Aether’s cock slid into him.

“Your ass feels so good hugging onto me.” Aether grinned from above Charce, a hungry light in his eyes as he groaned. He rested for a few second and then started moving his hips.

The movement caused the feeling of fullness to briefly withdraw a little from Charce. The Prince let out a wistful moan. Pleasure flooded through him again as Aether’s cock slid forward, even deeper.

“Ahhh!” Charce moaned, his head turning to the side and his eyes closed as his body felt like it was on fire. From desire, want, need. Charce’s hands went to claw at Aether’s back, holding on as he felt the King picking up speed. Penetrating even deeper inside him, it felt like Charce was knowing Aether more and more with each thrust. Every ridge and bump on the cock filling him up, and even the heated pants from Aether made Charce feel like their bodies were merging. It was something he had never felt before, and Charce was suddenly met with the fear that he would never feel this again with anyone else.

“Hngh!” Charce groaned as Aether’s cock fully entered him, their flesh slapping together. Unbidden emotions swirled within him. How vulnerable he was now, how open he was to another man. Their copulation really began as Aether groaned out loud from the pleasure of finally being able to let go and take his fill.

Aether and Charce’s body sung in unison. Being able to touch, smell, hear another human being so up close set all of Charce’s senses ablaze. Each thrust brought him to a new height of pleasure. Charce groaned whenever Aether’s cock slammed deep into him, his voice echoing through the large room. Barely clinging on to any semblance of coherence, it took all of Charce’s strength to voice the bursting need in him.

“Coming!” He shouted, his fingers digging hard into Aether’s back as the King thrust deep into him. Charce yelled as a long stream of cum shot out of him, coating both himself and Aether’s body in a white line leading down to where they were joined together.

It took a while for Charce to register that Aether was groaning above him as well, the King’s voice was significantly deeper and there was a rumbling deep in his chest. It was a warning. There was a warm gush in his bum, and Charce peeked up to see Aether’s face contorted in pleasure, his eyes closed and his mouth opened as he gasped for air. Charce had never been this close to someone before and a deep blush came to his cheeks.

Aether gasped and then collapsed fully on top of Charce, the full weight of his body bearing down. Charce’s legs were still spread and he felt a little too vulnerable, but he kept quiet, giving Aether time to recover.

It felt… comfortable though, to have his body against someone else like this, flesh to flesh. Charce almost didn’t want to let go. As he relaxed more and more, the excitement of release leaving him, Charce could feel his eyes becoming heavy.

“You were the best, princess.” Aether gasped, pushing himself to his elbows and pulling out. He turned his head and smiled at what he saw. Charce sleeping peacefully and soundly, his eyes closed with an expression of serenity on his face. The Prince’s breathing was deep, and his body relaxed, so different from how he was a few minutes before.

Or rather, hours. Aether realised with a start that the sun outside had set. They had been going at it and teasing each other for hours. Aether bent his face down to gently kiss Charce, stealing another kiss from the Prince. Charce moaned softly in his sleep and Aether grinned. Hopefully he had intruded on Charce’s dreams as well.

Now, if only Charce could react to him so beautifully in his waking hours.

Aether sat up with a sigh, running a hand through his damp blond hair. He stood up and went to the bathroom, wetting a hand towel in there before coming out to clean Charce’s nether regions, taking care to move his limbs slowly and gently so as not to disturb him. Charce definitely had the tougher kingdom to rule over. The bags and dark circles under the Prince’s eyes were a testament to that.

When everything was cleaned as best as he could, Aether pulled up the covers over Charce and stole another kiss. “You’re so spoiled, Princess.” Aether smiled and then went to take a shower.

He emerged, clean and refreshed. He didn’t usually sleep with his sex partners, especially not when they hadn’t showered after sex. But tonight, he was looking forward to sleeping beside Charce. The Prince understood him far better than anyone had before. Running a kingdom came with many complications and he knew that Charce could relate to him far better than any other, despite the differences between their kingdoms. Maybe even because of it. Some things were too glaring to ignore. He returned to the bed, sliding under the covers with a contented sigh as he wrapped an arm around Charce, pulling the Prince close to his chest.

Chapter 4

Sunlight filtered in through the billowing curtains, the soft cool wind making Charce’s hair dance and tickle him awake. Charce yawned, burrowing deeper into the warmth next to him. It felt good. It smelt good. There was the faint whiff of lemon and then something musky. He sighed, dozing towards a deeper sleep until he felt something warm touch his forehead, lingering there for a few seconds and then pulling back.

Was he dreaming? That had felt like a kiss. Or at least, what he remembered a kiss felt like from all those years ago… but then.. Charce’s eyes flew opened as he remembered what happened just recently. He was met with the wall of a strong, muscular chest.

“Eh?” Charce tilted his head up to see Aether smiling down at him, his eyes like bright sparks.

“Good morning, Princess! What would you like to eat for breakfast?” Aether smiled, his lips swooping down to kiss Charce on the forehead. It was the same feeling as a few seconds ago and Charce blushed a bright red at being kissed unaware while he was sleeping. Lowered defenses wasn’t a good thing.

“Uh, wait, what?” Charce stared blearily up at Aether. Princess? Did he unknowingly change his sex during the night?

“Still not awake yet, huh? I guess you’re not a morning person. Well, you were really feisty last night, so I suppose it can’t be helped.” Aether smiled and Charce suddenly found himself engulfed in the King’s strong arms. They wrapped around him tightly and Charce frowned, wondering why he didn’t feel the urge to push the man away even though Aether was being arrogant. And first thing in the morning too.

Charce decided to just close his eyes, enjoying the warmth. Not saying anything was probably the best course of action for now. For one thing, being huddled close to the King had made him realise something - his body ached all over. Especially his legs. He wasn’t in deep pain though. It would just take a bit more effort to move gracefully if he planned to get out of bed today.

The thought of lying in bed all day and being cuddled by Aether was very appealing, as much as he was loath to admit it.

But as Charce slowly woke up, he remembered he had a job to do. And what better time to do it than now? When they were lying in bed together, and hopefully Aether had his defences lowered too.

“My kingdom needs your help, Aether,” Charce said quietly with his face still leaning against Aether’s chest.

“Ah, so this was your sneaky plan all along? To sneak into my bed and then sneak help for yourself?” Aether’s voice was light but underneath it, Charce could hear a slight edge to it.

“No.” Charce shook his head, looking up at the King so the man could look into his eyes as he spoke. “I don’t have control over my powers. This is the first time since I’ve reached maturity that I’ve… touched someone, much less slept in the same bed with them.”

“So, this is your first time?” Aether’s eyes widened and Charce could see himself reflected back in them. There was a scared expression on his own face. “Was your first time?”

Charce’s cheeks turned a bright red and he hurriedly pushed Aether away. “So what if it is? Do you want to fight about it?” A small ball of fog flew to his hand.

“Woah. Woah, there. No need to get violent and murder my pillows. I was just asking. And I’m honoured.”

Large warm hands clasped onto Charce’s cheeks, tilting his head upwards. There was a warm smile on Aether’s features and before Charce could give another warning, Aether had closed the distance between their lips. It was a sweet, soft kiss. Different from the heated passion of what they had shared so many times before.

“Stay here with me. Stay here and I’ll make sure aid is sent to your kingdom.”

Charce blinked a few times. Was he hearing things? “You want me to stay here?”

“Yes!”

“Why?”

Aether laughed as he looked down at Charce staring up at him. “Because you amuse me.”

Charce gave Aether a dead stare. He wasn’t some toy. “You’re not very amusing to me.”

“Well, maybe if you stayed, I could become amusing to you.” Aether knew Charce wasn’t telling the exact truth. Last night had been more than amusing for the both of them.

“I have a kingdom to take care of.” Charce frowned as he pulled away from Aether’s encompassing hands. “It would not be beneficial to my people if I remain here.”

“Even if that means giving up constant aid?” Aether asked, lounging back on the bed and stretching his arms out.

“What?”

“Stay here and I promise a yearly tribute to your kingdom.”

“Your counsellors would never agree to that, even if you’re insane enough to do it.”

“I am the King.”

Charce turned around to see Aether smirking as if just that sentence would cover everything.

“Your people will start rebelling.”

“They are cowards. They won’t lift a hand.”

“Don’t underestimate the power of greed. Your life will be in danger.”

Charce stood up, his body still naked from the activities of the night before. The sunlight gave his pale skin an ethereal glow. Charce worked through the ache of his legs and moved towards the bathroom.

“So, you care for me that much, huh?” Aether called from the bed, turning on his side to admire the view of Charce’s buttocks moving. A plump peach dancing in front of him.

“You’re not that bad of a bad King if you’re willing to give us aid.” Charce answered, then closed the door to the bathroom, moving to the showers inside.

“Well, that’s a start.” Aether smiled as he sprawled back on the bed.

The bathroom was just as richly decorated as the room outside. A large bath with flowers floating in it perfumed the air. Charce stepped past the glass separating the shower area into the gold-gilded interior and turned on the tap. Refreshing cool water was running down his body instantly. He closed his eyes, sighing at how great the water felt on his skin.

“Mind if I join you?”

Charce jumped at the voice behind him and he slid a little on the floor before Aether’s strong arms caught him.

“You could have announced yourself more subtly.” Charce quickly stood up straight, though Aether’s arms around him remained.

“Subtlety is for the common-folk. Being air-footed guarantees I’ll always stand out.” Aether grinned. “So, shower together?”

“Well, it’s your shower.” Charce shrugged his shoulders. He still couldn’t believe there was somebody out there that could actually touch him. The only downside was the person was quite insufferable in the morning.

“I’ve decided.” Aether rested his hand on both of Charce’s shoulders. “I want to follow you down there and help you.”

Charce dropped the soap he had been holding, turning around to stare at Aether. “You’re kidding, right?”

“No, I’m not kidding.” Aether’s blue eyes were earnest as he gazed back into Charce’s green ones. “I’ve never been more serious in my life, actually. I want to help you.”

Charce frowned as he looked down at the bubbles being created on the soap from the wash of the shower spray. He should have been happy. Overjoyed, really, but it felt wrong. “So, it’s not that you want to help all the people in my kingdom and ease them from their suffering? You just want to help me?”

“Yes.” Aether smiled brightly. That was great, right? Very sacrificial and a big show of his true feelings for the Prince. So, why wasn’t Charce smiling?

“Why me?”

“Why not?”

“This is because of last night.” Charce scowled at Aether.

“Of course. It was a beautiful night, and I intend to have many more beautiful nights with you.”

“Does this mean that you like me?”

Charce’s point-blank serious stare made Aether burst into laughter.

“Of course I like you. If I didn’t, why would I have sex with you?”

“Because this would mean that I’m making use of how you feel towards me for the advantage of my kingdom.” Charce looked up at Aether with a clouded pain in his eyes.

“Does it matter? As long as your people get aid, isn’t that enough?” Aether frowned.

“And if we have an argument? If you do not feel the same way about me anymore?” Charce asked.

“I…” Aether was stumped for words for once. “That won’t happen.”

“You can’t know that.” Charce sighed, washing himself. Great. Why did they have to have emotions to complicate matters? He could have just taken advantage of the situation.

“I know that I like you enough to want you by my side. For a long while.” Aether rested his head on Charce’s shoulder. “We’re a great match too. A Prince and a King. Two heads of state. If it was anyone else, we would wonder if they’re liking us for our titles.”

Charce sighed again. He didn’t want Aether to make any foolish decisions and jeopardise his own people, but... Charce desperately needed the help.

“Alright. I won’t stop you from following me back to my kingdom. Just… make your decision after you’ve seen the condition of my kingdom. And considered things properly.”

“I can do that.” Aether smiled. As long as he was near Charce, what did anything else matter? There was just something irresistible and magnetic about the Prince. He made Aether’s body sing like never before. There couldn’t be a real price on that.