The warm breeze rustled Antoni’s hair as he stepped into the castle courtyard and took a deep breath of sweet air. During his many weeks on dry land, he had yet to leave the stone walls and venture into the sunlight. While he could feel the warmth and smell the fresh air from inside he was not prepared for the beautiful assault his senses would experience.
It was so different from life under the sea; the way the sun warmed his skin and the scent of roses filled each deep breath and the wind sailed across his exposed flesh to make the small, fine hairs on the back of his neck sway and tickle were all new and dreamlike experiences.
Sora took his hand and led him through the gardens and outside the castle walls. They ventured into the woods and simply wandered as Antoni took in all the various sights and sounds he had never before experienced.
“I used to come out here whenever I needed to hide from my royal duties. It’s so peaceful and calm and nothing life lie inside.” They stopped in front of a large fallen tree caught just above their heads. “I used to hide up in this one until a storm brought it down.” He jumped up and grabbed the trunk and pulled himself up. “May not work as a hiding place but still fun to climb.” He grabbed Antoni’s hands and hoisted him up. “And not a bad view, either.” He leaned forward and kissed him. “At least, with you up here.”
* * *
Sora moaned beneath Antoni as he slid inside of him; the pain was a sweet ecstasy as his flesh filled him, took the innocence he willing gave over. It was a feeling he never imagined he would know, one that his role of as prince had forbidden since his birth. Being with Antoni was the one sin he wanted to commit till time stopped and the universe went silent.
Antoni’s hot breath on his neck, his heavy breathing in his ear, raised the already boiling temperature of his boiling blood. As he moved his hips with that rhythm created for perfect pleasure, Sora felt his body inch closer to the moment of pure bliss. His lower body tightened, his toes curled and his back arched. Antoni kissed the back of his head until he turned to him, met his lips.
And he moaned into his lover’s mouth as his body shook with orgasm.
“I love you.”
* * *
She stood at the castle gate, watched as her betrothed writhed beneath his young lover’s tight body. While a part of her was angry, another felt that wicked tingle that told her it may be far more fun to allow the affair to continue. If Sora would allow himself to be penetrated by a mute peasant, what wonderful games might he enjoy with a princess with skills only learned at distant courts?
She knew such thoughts were nonsense, of course. Tidus had alerted her to Sora’s indiscretions so she would put an end to them, not encourage them and she had already given her word.
She sighed and looked away, afraid the sight would enflame her in ways others would find unnatural, though knew she would need her betrothed brought to her chambers come nightfall to deal with what had already begun. And to plant inside her what would guarantee he would not be calling off their union as the future of her family’s rule was at as much stake as the House of Snow’s.
* * *
Sora stood outside Annalisa’s bedchambers, nerves twisted in fear of joining her in her bed. He had never known a girl the way Annalisa expected to have him and she had much experience pleasing both boys and men in foreign courts.
What if I can’t perform as she desires? What if her body remains cold and dry to my touch? What if my manhood falls short of her expectations?
He thought he would pass out by the time her doors opened and he was ushered in.
Annalisa was on her bed and watched him with hungry eyes.
“Won’t you join me, my prince?”
He swallowed hard and made his way toward her. He climbed onto the bed. She grabbed him and pulled him on top of her.
“Make love to me. Please. I cannot wait any longer for you to bury your cock inside me.”
His flesh stiffened and he pressed his body against hers. His kissed her neck, felt her roll her hips beneath him. His fears melted away as he hands slid down his body and beneath his clothing.
* * *
Antoni sat in his favorite chair, naked as he awaited Sora’s return. It had been an hour since he had been called to Annalisa’s chambers and the cries of passion that filled the hall between his room and hers told him he would be spending the night alone.
Damn. After today, I was sure he would commit himself to only me and I would have my soul back. But instead, he plants his cock in that harlot! How am I to pull him away from such a temptation? His year and a day was half over and if Sora discovered he had feelings for the girl, he feared it would not be enough time to free him from her grasp.
What am I going to do?
TO BE CONTINUED