Prince of Fog: Book One (5 page)

“No.” Charce was terse, but that wasn’t what he wanted to sound like. He cleared his throat. “Thank you for asking, but I woke up alright.”

“Aw, I was hoping my large cock would at least make last night unforgettable. Make it hard for you to walk.” Aether grinned.

“Well, your cock is large. And... Last night was unforgettable.” Charce blushed at what he had said, but he felt the need to make amends.

“Hm. Was your mind flooded with thoughts of what I did to you last night, today?” Aether smiled as he slid one finger into Charce, easily finding where the sweet spot was.

“Ah! Yes… Sort of. I mean. Not the whole day, but I did keep thinking of it. Occasionally. Not too many times.” How did Aether read him so easily? It felt like he was digging some kind of trap for himself with the way Aether was looking at him. The eyes of a predator.

“That’s great. I was thinking of you too. I was thinking how much I could have sex with you now that I’m going back to the Underworld with you. We could do it all day if we wanted.”

“I don’t think my bum could handle all that. Or the Underworld’s administration. Work would get backed-up.”

“Then we’ll just have to use your pretty little mouth too. Or you could write at your desk while I use your bottom. Don’t want things to be backed-up. Let’s practice.”

Aether kissed Charce hard, driving his fingers in deep. Charce gasped as he felt three fingers plunging inside, targeting the knot of pleasure within. His whole body was heated to near its full capacity and he panted as he rutted against the fingers in him, shaking his hips and ass. Charce’s face was fully red. He wanted to be assertive and in control, and to make better sense of what was going on, but all he seemed to do when they met was to be swept away by Aether’s sweet words and cock. And he was beginning to feel that he didn’t mind it all that much. It felt too good.

“Time for my cock to make an appearance inside you.” Aether grinned, pulling out his fingers.

The emptiness ached. Charce knew what being full felt like now, and so he wanted deep fulfillment. Aether moved his cock head to kiss at Charce’s entrance. Charce groaned. With a quick push down of his hips, he was fully seated on Aether’s lap, the King’s cock deep inside him.

Leaning forward, he hugged Aether and started moving his legs, his ass slapping against Aether’s thighs as he drew out pleasure after pleasure with each bounce. Aether bent to nibble on his neck, bite down on his shoulder, then reach behind to spank his ass with each downstroke. The pain electrified Charce, spurring him to move even faster, chasing after an even more penetrable high. Charce gasped when the King wrapped his hand around his cock.

“Ride me. Ride me hard, wild Prince,” Aether whispered, enjoying the view of Charce going crazy on his cock. He was only distracted by something bright in his peripheral vision. “But you know what? I don’t want you to cum yet.”

Charce was so sure he was hitting his peak, when he suddenly felt something tighten around his cock. He looked down, a little bewildered to see a small red-and-yellow flag there.

“What?”

“It’s from Rondine’s house. I’m sure he won’t mind, knowing his family is bringing the King so much pleasure. I want to fuck you until you beg me to untie it.”

“What? But this is disrespectful- Ah!”

With a tight grip from Aether’s well-muscled arms, Charce found himself on his back on the capes. He was trying to get over the disorientation, when he saw Aether knock a helmet off from a nearby shelf. Aether grabbed the pillow the helmet had been on, pushing it under Charce’s hips, hoisting his legs up and opening him up for even deeper pleasure.

“With the amount of respect he gives to his flag, I think we’re the respectful ones here.” Aether grinned, giving a hard thrust into Charce. “This should do the trick.”

“AH!” Charce moaned, his whole body trembling as the angle meant Aether was hitting his pleasure spot with each forceful lunge in. He couldn’t think about anything else except the heat emanating from their joining, his arousal raising him higher.

Pulling his cock out to the head then slamming it deep in, Aether picked up a hard and fast rhythm. Charce yelled as Aether reached down to suck on his nipples. Charce’s hands went to drag in Aether’s hair, then along his shoulders. Aether grabbed Charce’s hands, leaning closer and pushing them both up with one of his own.

Charce felt exposed, his hands held above his head, but the pressure on his wrist was exciting him even more. His hips worked hard, trying to fuck back against Aether, his legs wrapping around the King’s body above him.

“More.. More..” Charce gasped, starting to struggle as Aether fucked him harder.

The pressure of the flag around his cock was unbearable. It was building and building, forcing him to hold back when all he needed, all he wanted in that moment was one thing.

“Aether… I need to cum.” Charce pleaded, looking up at Aether.

“Say it. Say how much you want me.”

“I want you, Aether. I want your cock fucking me so hard until I cum. Please let me cum. I really need to cum.” Charce gasped, his whole body red from both the embarrassment and exertion of holding back.

One hard thrust. A pull on the flag. Charce came, crying out as his orgasm rocked his whole body, white cum spurting out, some even lending on Aether’s hand controlling his wrists. His hips shook and he squeezed hard against Aether’s cock in his ass.

Aether groaned, giving in to pleasure and unloading deep into the pleasurable lithe Prince beneath him.

Charce gasped as he slowly came down from his intense orgasm. His hands were released and he immediately hugged Aether close to him, hanging on for dear life.

“You were perfect.” Aether grinned, kissing Charce.

Charce could only nod as he tried to catch his breath. He liked feeling Aether’s cock inside him, even after orgasm, far more than he cared to admit. Which was why he felt sad that Aether was pulling out already. It felt too soon. He wanted to stay with Aether buried in him for far longer.

“The guards should be coming here for their rounds in a few minutes. We’d better clean up.” Aether hurriedly started tidying up.

“Whatever happened to paying the servants to do it?” Charce sat up, still panting hard.

“Well, I don’t like paying overtime.” Aether smiled, scooping up the capes and tossing them back in place. “Come on, let’s go back to our room.”

“You want me to sleep there tonight?”

“Of course.”

“But we are sleeping, right? We have an early start tomorrow.”

“Well…”

“You want Round Two? Where do you get so much energy?”

“Just looking at you makes me horny.” Aether smiled, running his fingers along Charce’s lips. “It’s quite fascinating.”

“I’m glad I fascinate you enough to fuck me in the armoury.” Charce sighed.

“Oh, not just the armoury. I’ve dreamed of fucking you on my throne, in fact.”

“What?”

“Legitimately dreamt of it last night after we were done.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“Do you want to make my dream a reality?”

“No! We’ll get in a lot of trouble if we do that.”

“I’m the King. I should be able to fuck wherever I please.”

“Should. But you can’t. I can’t do everything I like either.” Charce looked away.

“Hey, don’t limit yourself just because you’re the Prince. You should be happy if you choose to. Do anything you want to do.”

“I know.”

“Do me, for instance.”

Charce broke into laughter. “It is a lot harder to achieve what I want in my kingdom. We have many more problems. I can’t just do anything I want.”

“It is harder, but you can still achieve it. One day. Your kingdom will get through this. With my help. Let’s keep trying together. You’ve got me on your side now too.”

“Have I?”

“Of course.” Aether smiled, pulling Charce in for a hug.

Charce hoped so. He could feel Aether’s cum still in him, and he wondered if he was just being taken for another ride. He took a deep breath and released it. Even if Aether was lying to him, somehow, he still felt satisfied. Aether could touch him when no other person could. He could forgive Aether for anything, just for that fact alone. For letting him experience being touched and touching another human being again, Charce felt like the years to come could be endured, even if this memory was all he had. Even if Aether betrayed him ultimately. Aether would always be the King of a rival kingdom after all.

Aether held Charce’s hand as they left the Armoury, and Charce squeezed it as they walked back to the King’s bedroom. Their footsteps echoed down the now silent corridor.

Charce tightened his hold around Aether, hoping that he wouldn’t be betrayed. The only person in the world that could stand to touch him, and Charce didn’t know if he could be trusted. Even if he could be trusted, could the people around Aether be trusted to support him? Would the populace support him? Or would Aether refuse help after understanding the truth?

He was worried what Aether would make of his kingdom beneath tomorrow. The reality of the situation might overwhelm Aether. The problem wasn’t as easy as Aether thought it was, and Charce only hoped it hadn’t worsened in his time away from the Underworld. Even spending the night here in Aether’s bedroom was a risk. A lot could change in one night.

“I promise. We’ll straighten things out.” Aether looked seriously at Charce.

“If things could be straightened out with just a promise, I would have done it long ago.” Charce smiled grimly. “Just do what you can, Aether. We all have our limits.”

“I think limits are there for us to break through,” Aether smiled.

“Even though you don’t really care about my people? You’re willing to waste your time and energy just for me?” Charce asked.

“I don’t think of it as a waste. And I certainly think that doing all that for you is worth it. Saving your people is worth it if it’ll make you like me more.”

“It’s a hefty price to pay.”

“It’s an equivalent one.”

“Are we even living in the same universe?”

“Sometimes I wonder that myself.”

Charce sighed and Aether burst out loud into laughter. He drew Charce close to him, then pressed a kiss to the Prince’s lips.

“Tomorrow, I’ll show you what I’m capable of.”

“Alright, braggart. Time for bed now.”

“Not if I have any say about it. Round two?” Aether grinned, pulling Charce over towards the royal bed.

“You have too much energy.”

“Perfect for the King of the Overworld.”

“So, only a Prince of the Underworld could keep up with you?”

“You got that right.” Aether grinned, pressing Charce down to the bed for their second bout of love-making.

About the Author

Y.M. Rinde grew up on fantasy and science fiction novels.

Based in Asia, Rinde counts on writing stories to stay anchored in a complicated city and a wandering life.

Rinde dreams of home and tries to achieve that for the characters encountered in real life and on the page

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