Love is not Required 18+ (Wolfenone and Dusutii)

[Lady.Taser]

Daeniz had missed about half the targets while he was on horseback. Controlling the horse to the point of being able to shot accurately while mounted was a skill he was still mastering, and one he was having to master without a teacher as currently there was no one who could control a horse so precisely while on horseback.

 

Part way through the training he had dismounted, leaving his horse with the servant near the gate and then went back into the woods on foot. Stealthily creeping through the woods, hitting each and every target dead centre. At times he went so unnoticed that the servants manning the 'moving targets' didn't know he was there and so were stationary.

 

It was about mid morning when Daeniz decided to return, the sun beating down heavily and sweat dripping down his face and neck. His thin shirt was sticking close to his body as he walked out of the woods he rubbed the back of his neck with one hand the other gripping the bow ready in case he needed it. The servant presented him with a towel when he reached them and Daeniz took it grateful to at least wipe the worst off his face and neck.

 

Mounting the horse he guided the animal through the town, taking care to avoid the numerous people that now lined the streets, selling, buying and bartering at the various shtores and street vendors. It took longer than his ride down, but people knew him by sight as a prince of the kingdom and quickly parted ways for him meaning he made good time to the castle.

 

When he arrived he was met by a messenger of the king, who politely informed him he was to spend a portion of each day with Prince Jyden to learn the customs of Rethallen before his visit there. With a scowl he dismounted, handing the horse to a stable hand to care for as he walked straight for his rooms.

 

Screw the lessons or whatever for now, what he really needed was to get out of the riding clothes and into something cooler for the warm weather. As soon as he reached his room Daeniz stripped his shirt off and dropped into a corner as he sat on one of the chairs and pulled of the riding boots. Just the release of his feet from the confines of the shoes was a considerable improvement and he leaned back against the chair pausing for a moment to look around the room and noticing the door between his and Jyden's room was open. A glimpse of short dark hair made him freeze and listen .

[Wolfenone]

Egan’s and Hail’s laughing muffled the sound of Daeniz’s foot falls into his chambers. “I hope not, by the end of the night Daeniz’s feet would look worse than mine,” Egan replied through laughing.

 

“Excuse me for not being good at something so silly,” Jyden retorted.

 

“If you picture it like a battle-“

 

“Don’t get him started on that Hail, then he would picture the court as a battlefield,” Egan waved off Hail’s idea.

 

“Half the time that’s what it is, just with words rather than steel,” Jyden answered and then turned his head to the side to look into Daeniz’s chambers again. His eyes landed on the man for a moment.

 

Jyden shifted his stance Hail and Egan reached for their weapons. Jyden raised a hand to them. “I must say you have soft feet,” implying on the other’s walking silently ability. Jyden looked back to his chambers and nodded his head to Hail. The man placed fist to heart before he left the room. Egan went to stand. “Stay,” Jyden told him before he turned to face the other. He stood there a moment with his arms folded over his chest.

 

“Thank you,” he said first when he turned his full attention to Daeniz, he knew he didn’t have to say what for. “Enjoy your practice?” he asked and then smirked. “Maybe tomorrow we could go a round or two…” he shook his head, “look Archer, I didn’t take my diplomacy classes well, in fact I skipped most of them to practice. We were at war a little over a month ago, now we are being forced into a relationship, being forced to travel to different nations, ones were we don’t even know where we stand. Nerves run tense,” he told the other. “I talked with your father this morning, about a couple of things. Things I will not say in company,” he said and Egan snorted.

 

“I am not stupid; relations between our countries are still on uneven ground. I could have handled last night a bit better, but I don’t expect it to change much,” he finished looking at the prince and opened his hands. “MaY I come in?”

[Lady.Taser]

When Jyden had finally noticed him Daeniz had to stifle a laugh, the man was right the court was a battle field however the image of half the courtiers getting ready for battle amused Daeniz. He let Jyden say his piece while he regained control and pushed the image of his brothers in armour out of his head.

 

"Sure come in. Can't say I was in many of my diplomacy classes either so you acting all diplomatic at me is plain confusing." Waving the man into his chambers Daeniz stood and went over to a tray that had been placed in his room by a servant a short while before he arrived back, pouring himself a glass of water he offered the same to Jyden before returning to his seat.

 

"Things may change they may not, honestly I could have handled last night better." Daeniz shrugged before continuing. "While the nobility allows lovers while married or engaged. Only one or two are tolerated. Those who sleep with all uninhibited like my brother Zaiden do not tend to get married. Lets just say you would have been doing a lot of killing."

 

"Also I prefer the less diplomatic approach, since we are stuck with each other might as well have some source of entertainment." Taking a sip from his drink he grinned. "Speaking of entertainment, I'm not sure you or your guards would like joining my practice..." with a raise of his eyebrows his voice took a small drop. "Unless you were after rounds of practice of a different kind?"

[Wolfenone]

Jyden entered the room and closed the door behind him, informing Egan that he was to pretend not to listen to them. He walked lightly a few steps into the room and looked around the room, he nodded his head. “Good I can speak plainly,” he replied and took the glass offered. “Killing would have honestly been the last option I went through,” he said in his cup of water. “That’s the one with the flirtatious smile yesterday on the end?” he questioned.

 

He looked at Daeniz and sat the cup down on a table. “I can’t say I have much practice with the bow, Ian is a much better archer than myself in that regard,” and the shrugged a shoulder. “But no what I had in mind was something else,” his lip twitched to the side as his gaze stayed on Daeniz. “I wanted to take a look at your armsmaster and the training he provides; I noticed on the battle field some of the men used spears. I had a thought about asking abo- I wanted to test an idea but couldn’t do it safely in war.”

 

He walked around the room looking at different items, and finally picked up the bow. “Also I want to teach you how to use dagger darts, you will be required to wear them in my country,” he said and pulled off the pack of six from his belt, tapped them a couple of times in his hand before walking closer to him and handed them to Daeniz.

 

He sat on the arm of the chair. “All royalty and their guards wear them in my kingdom; we have enough for your guards so long as it isn’t the escort we encountered yesterday.”

[Lady.Taser]

Daeniz nodded. "Fliratious smile, short, wavy blonde hair and dark green eyes, thats him. Pretty sure he has had the majority of the court at some point or another. Zaiden is not very discriminate when it comes to sex." he chuckled.

 

"The armsmaster? sure not a problem, such a shame though. I could have sworn you were after practice for something you hadn't done before." He didn't need to say anymore, the grin on his face saying more than words could have. "I really don't like the idea of celibacy... it sounds so boring."

 

Watching the prince wander his room was strange. He hadn't really ever planned on marrying and never let any one spend a lot of time in his rooms before. When he had slept with people it was always in their houses and beds and he almost jumped up when Jyden touched his bow. Quickly settling down as the prince began to talk about the dagger darts.

 

Unsure why Jyden had chosen the arm of the chair when there was another close by Daeniz shrugged and stood up. "Why is it i'll be required to wear them? Also not to worry the escort from yesterday is not my guard. That was a failed attempt at showing his ability to organise by Taerurn, the Crown Prince. My guard.. well i'd like to to say my guard doesn't exist as that is just how I am, however I know my father will likely order me to take a guard. If they need to be able to use the weapons the same as me then I had better pick the men before my father of brothers do."

 

Without a word more Daeniz began to unlace and pull off the leather trousers, dropping them onto the same pile as the shirt and grabbing a towel to make sure all of the sweat was cleaned off his body. Next he went over to a drawer and pulled out a pair of loose white cotton trousers, leaving the ties loose as he went back to the seat.

 

"We can work with the dagger darts tomorrow, when I have the men for the guard with me. For now we should maybe work on the court mannerisms that my fathers wishes me to know."

[Wolfenone]

Jyden watched him as he changed and talked. “It’s a requirement because in the past, with my great grandfather had not one but several assassination attempts on him, so his wife created these, it became where royalty and guards were them for protection, and the knowledge that they are on these people stopped any assassination attempts since.”

 

He stopped Daeniz from sitting back down and moved him closer him himself. He looked up at Daeniz as he took the ties of the other’s pants in his hands, his fingers moving around the strings. “As for practice, I am of half a mind to wait until our marriage,” he said his eyes traveling over the other’s body; he moved his hands to the other’s hips and held him.

 

“Court manners it is. First thing,” Jyden started, “royalty doesn’t kneel or bow to royalty, they are treated as equals, even to the king,” he whispered. “We do not leave the presence of the King until we are dismissed, never turn your back on the king at once, take four steps back before turning around,” he kept talking as his hands moved lower on the other’s hips, moving past the rim of the trousers. He looked up at him. “Got that?” Calloused hands move down, moving the other’s pants with them.

[Lady.Taser]

Assination attempts? It made sense. There were a couple of scars on Daeniz's back, and he hated their existence. They were both from the same assination attempt when he was a child, a poisoned dart had been shot at him and it made him lose control and strength. Before the guards had managed to catch the assassin he had two stab wound in his lower back, both on the left hand side. Daeniz nodded in acknowledgment of the reason as he walked back towards Jyden and the chair.

 

Despite the teasing invites he had thrown towards Jyden he hadn't actually expected the man to take the bait, the prevention of him sitting surprised him. A low exhale of breath as Jyden brought his hands to Daeniz's hips. "Only half a mind?" Daeniz questioned with a raised eyebrow.

 

His breathing began to roughen, becoming uneven as his body tried to anticipate what whould come next. "Royalty... equal....dimissed, four steps... then turn.... Got it..." His trousers easily slipped down to the ground once they were off his hips, his erection growing slowly between their bodies. Well whoever said that love was essential to sex.

 

Leaning forwards Daeniz slid his hand into Jyden's hair while the other rested on the mans shoulder and he whispered. "You know if you wanted me naked you should have told me and I might not have put the trousers on in the first place... maybe" Ever so delicately Daeniz poked his tongue out from between his lips and traced the edge of the ear he had just whispered into. "Does the virgin prince plan to stay as such for now or not?"

[Wolfenone]

“That’s the basics,” he whispered and turned his head up with the other ran his fingers through his hair. He shifted his legs and brought the other over his legs. His lips turned up slightly, as his eyes looked at the other.

 

“That,” he whispered back, “is the thought I am currently working on.”

 

His hands paused for a moment before he moved them to the other’s growing erection and took it in hand, his strong hand gripped him and started to stroke him, his other hand moved to the small of Daeniz’s back before running down over his ass.

 

“The other half is losing the battle,” he whispered, his mouth covered some of the other’s flesh and he bit down on the skin, he licked the bruise before he moved to Daeniz’s ear, “no one else, promise me that, and I will take care of your needs…” he breathed in the others ear as his hand stroked the other far more firmly then a moment before.

[Lady.Taser]

"I wasn't planning to take any one else regardless, making that an easy promise to keep and even easier to give." Despite the attention his cock was getting from Jyden's hand he pushed away and off of the others legs and then puished Jyden into the seat of the chair. Stepping out of the trousers he first went into the bathing room for a moment, returning with a slick lotion. Daeniz then went round to the fornt of the chair and dropped to his knees. In one slow movement he ran his hands up Jyden's thighs from knee to hip and looked up at the man a wicked grin on his face.

 

After a moment resting on Jyden's hips Daeniz got to work on removed the trousers that Jyden was wearing just enough so that he had access to the man's cock. With one hand he gripped the cock firmly and began to stroke it, a regular rythym forming very quickly. After a few moments he brought Jyden's cock to his lipsand opened them just enough to surround the head, his tongue flicking out over the head of the cock as his hand continued to stroke.

 

Covering his free hand in the slick lotion he lifted up his own arse and did his best to spread his own arse cheeks. After a few moments he began to push his index finger inside, slowly working it's way past the ring of muscles as he bobbed his head up and down on the tip of Jyden's cock.

[Wolfenone]

Jyden lifted a brow in confusion for a moment as he sat down in the chair and watched him walk off, had he done something wrong just then? He thought about the actions and dismissed the thought when the other walked back into the room. Jyden remained silent as Daeniz ran his hands over his legs. Jyden’s gaze didn’t leave the other as he messed with the ties of his pants, he wasn’t exactly erect, however, that soon changed as he watched Daeniz take him into his mouth.

 

Tongue darting out to lick his lips he relaxed back slightly in the chair, his breathing becoming uneven slowly. Half open eyes watched Daeniz apply the lotion to himself. His hand went to the other’s hair and pulled him away from his hard cock, he covered the other’s lips with his own, hand holding the hair at the base of Daeniz head. His other hand ran down the archer’s front.

 

He was in way too deep at the moment to pull back, but he wasn’t the type to do such anyway. He broke the breath stealing kiss he looked into green eyes before he leaned in to kiss him again. His hand moved up the others hip and to where Daeniz had his finger inside of himself before he pushed his one finger inside, his lips coming off the other, the hand holding the other’s hair turned his head up more as he added a second finger to his first and Daeniz’s. Jyden watched him carefully. “Come up here?” he asked against the other’s lips.

[Lady.Taser]

Daeniz winced slightly as he was pulled by his hair and was about to complain when Jyden covered his lips. The kiss was hot and hungry and Daeniz traced his tongue along Jydens's lips seeking entry as the warm hand traveled his front, over numerous scars along the way. As Jyden broke the kiss Daeniz took the oppotunity to breathe before their lips collided again, this time he forced his tongue into the others mouth.

 

He grunted quietly as Jyden added a finger he wasn't expecting, then the second not long after. A slight burning sensation started from the edges of the streched hole. When he heard Jyden speak he laughed weakly before responding. "Patience, we will get rid of that virginity for you, just let me make sure I am properly ready for it."

 

Despite his comment Daeniz did climb up onto the chair knees stradling the other and bending his head a kissing down onto Jyden's neck and chest, slowly tracing any scars he came across. Slowly he began to work his finger inside him self, making use of both of Jyden's fingers for now to help stretch out his hole. As the muscles began to loosen he added more lotion to his other hand and slid another finger inside himself. His breath starting to come in pants as he started to thrust his fingers in and out.

 

With the newly slicked hand he began to stroke Jyden's cock lightly, just giving the engorged flesh a reaonably layer of the lotion before he leaned in a kissed the other deeply once more before murmuring words he wasn't sure could be heard. "When ever you are ready.... "

[Wolfenone]

Jyden’s tongue battled the others during their second kiss. He smirked at him as the other climbed up on the chair and over his lap. He moved his fingers inside the other deeper. He watched as the other kissed down his chest, his jaw tightening when he reached some of the scars, times in war he didn’t want to think about. He moaned deep in his throat when Daeniz started to stroke him. He pulled the other closer to his lips.

 

He looked down at the other’s lips, and then up at him, he shifted slightly in the chair moving the male to his cock before pushing him down on it.

 

He closed his eyes as he slid into Daeniz’s ass, one hand on the other hip and the other hand still entangled in hair. His mouth opened against the other’s throat as he pushed Daeniz down where he was firmly seated. He panted a moment against the archer’s throat. “Goddess,” he whispered softly. Opening his eyes he looked up at Daeniz. He moved his hips down before thrusting back up into the other, the hand left Daeniz’s hand to rest on hips before, he started to make a rhythm thrusting into the tight heat.

[Lady.Taser]

It had definitely been a while since he had been with a man, he could feel with how tight he was when his fingers were in there. With the fingers replaced with Jyden's cock Daeniz was almost giddy with pleasure. The slow intrusion caused him to pant, his chest moving lightly both arms resting on the others shoulders.

 

The soft whisper at his throat sent shivers of pleasure and satifaction down his spine. Somehow knowing he was the first to make the Rethallen prince feel this was immensley satisfying. As the the thrusting settled into a rythym so did his breathing the occasional moan interspersed into the pants.

 

"Jy...den... more..." He whispered quietly by the others ear, shifting his position slightly so that Jyden was thrusting in at different angle. It felt good, not the best he'd had, but that would change with practice. A smile spread his lips as he rested his head on Jyden's forehead. the fleeting thought that no one would be hearing him squeal just yet crossed his mind.

[Wolfenone]

Jyden’s breath was hot against the other’s throat until Daeniz shifted. He looked up at the archer. More… his brain worked around the words for a second. The grip on Daeniz’s hips harden as he moved, seating the prince on him before he smiled. “As you desire,” he breathed low voice toned with pleasure. He pushed off the chair and hit the floor hard. One arm he used to hold his weight as his other hand held Daeniz hips in place before he started to rock his hips. His cock entering slow, but hard with each thrust, his face even with Daeniz’s; his lips brushed against the other’s lips before sealing them.

 

Sword calloused fingers danced over abused skin to the erection between them. Taking it in hand he gripped the shaft firmly. First time, but years of experience of discipline kept him from just thrusting wildly and madly into the other.

 

He broke off the kiss for air but didn’t leave his mouth empty as he took hold of neck. He could feel tight muscles flexing under him, legs and arms flexing, the smell and taste of sweat, salty bitter, yet didn’t turn him away, strangely it added.

 

His pace quickening steadily, the pure pleasure from being in the tight pulsing heat was making it very hard for him to think and keep track of himself. His free hand tightened into a fist, his eyes closed, his breathing uncontrolled. He started stroking the other, hand moving in time with his quicker, yet still hard thrust.

[Lady.Taser]

Not expecting the sudden movement Daeniz grunted when they landed in the floor. His hips being held roughly prevented him from taking control as Jyden thrust into him slowly. He was hitting deeper with each thrust now and Daeniz was starting to moan more often though they were soon muffled by the kiss, his eyes shutting as their lips connected.

 

Both of his hand skated up Jyden's still bare arms and onto the muscled chest. One hand continued up, fingers grasping at Jyden's hair and holding the man's head as he deepened the kiss, the searing heat from Jyden's lips increasing his pleasure. The other hand which stopped at Jydens chest traced scars down the left side of the man's body.

 

When the kiss broke Daeniz opened his eyes slightly, lamenting the lose of connected, but soon flicked shut again as Daeniz moaned as Jyden's lips were on his neck, the hot breath and hotter lips caused him to lean his head back, panting heavily nd exposing more of his neck.

 

Jyden's control was amazing, but Daeniz wanted the man to lose it and soon untangled his hand from Jyden's hair and grasped the wrist of the hand that was on his cock, pulling the hand away he held it to his mouth, biting lightly at the side of his hand and taking control of the pace himself. His leg muscles flexing as he used them to push down onto Jyden before rising again. Speeding up steadily Daeniz opened his eyes and gazed at Jyden before whispering.

 

"How long do you think you can hold on for?" His voice was low and husky as he controlled his breathing long enough to speak the words. Leaning forwards he licked up the side of Jyden's neck, tracing a vein whilst holding the man's arm above his head and moaning into Jyden's ear as he thrust don onto the man again.

[Wolfenone]

A low deep groan escaped his throat as Daeniz used his legs to quicken the pace. Jyden’s eyes were closed, his concentration on moving hard and quicker against the body under him, he felt teeth on his hand and for a brief moment wondered how his hand got to Daeniz mouth, the thought fluttered away on the breath of sweet moans from the other. His lips moving on up the other’s neck, he paused at the other’s jawbone, when he spoke.

 

Words… wait he was supposed to talk? He could barely think!

 

Thrusting, heat, hard rhythm, legs tightening, that moan! All thought was lost as he took the lobe of Daeniz ear between his teeth and drew his tongue along the underside before he searched for lips again. Finding them he kissed the other male, his tongue working past and into the mouth, tasting, demanding more.

 

His control was slipping and he tried and failed to rein it in, the hand that had been on Daeniz cock moved back down the body, his rough hand trailing down until it rested on the archer’s hip. He gripped hard and pulled him harder against his own. His legs shifted slightly and his thrusts became quicker, seeking more of the body under.

 

He pulled his lips away to breathe, rough panting breaths, his arm holding his weight flexing tightly, as he pounded into the male under him.

[Lady.Taser]

Daeniz grinned amidst the pleasure. The site in front of his face was glorious, looking so lost in the pleasure as they both moved in rhythm. Their skin slapping noisily together as Jyden broke the rhythm, speeding up and dragging more moans from Daeniz. He thought that Jyden had finally lost his iron control and relished in that as their lips separated.

 

He was breathing heavily himself, not even in time with the thrusts anymore as he pulled Jyden's head closer to him so that his lips now were an inch away allowing him to whisper into Jyden's ear again, but not before a few moans echoed around the room.

 

"Jy..den... Cum for me..." biting a small section of skin just below his ear Daeniz sucked and when he released the skin looked at the mark he'd made for a moment before going back to whispering. "I want to ..see what you look like... when you orgasm inside someone... for the first time!"

 

Pulling his face away he looked through lidded eyes at Jyden's face and smirk plastered across his face.

[Wolfenone]

Groaning deep in his throat he held a little tighter to Daeniz as his cock slammed into the tight heat. Words again came from the body under him. Eyes closed he pressed down on the other’s lips to silence him. His mind was blank except for the pleasure that was coursing through him.

 

His hips rocked harder against him. Hand gripping the hip hard, enough to bruise as he seemed to stop breathing for a moment as a groan left his chest. He released inside the body under him, his hips jerking a couple of times to completely empty himself inside Daeniz.

 

His breath came back to him as he opened his eyes halfway, his face in inch away from Daeniz. He leaned his head down on the floor beside the other as he tried to catch his breath, and let his brain come back to him with actual thoughts. His body still felt as if it was a fire with pleasure. He wasn’t planning on moving for a bit. His hand on the other’s hip loosened and squeezed before he moved it up Daeniz’s body.

 

His fingers touched the other’s lips. His eyes opened fully and he looked to the other before he lifted up on his arm. Looking down at Daeniz he trailed his hand down the other’s body, his eyes following where his fingers traced, over a nipple and down to the navel before moving down more, past the other cock that he lingered for a moment to where he was still seated into him. His fingers touched the area before he looked back to Daeniz.

[Lady.Taser]

Chuckling silently he kissed Jyden back, hands trying to grasp onto the other's back, nails short but sharp digging in as he increased his own rocking to match Jyden's bringing himself closer to the edge as well. The man's groan was all he could hear at one point at his own moans became silent as he too found it hard to breath. His own orgasm following very close behind Jyden's and as he felt the hot release inside him he gave a shuddering gasp as his own seed splattered between their bodies, his cock and muscles twitching gently.

 

Laying his head back onto the floor he controlled his breathing while wearing a satusfied smile. He felt Jyden rest on the floor for a fewm moments and the loosening of the grip on his hips. There were definitley going to be bruises from that encounter, not something he'd had before as most of the men in this country were not strong enough to be able to bruise by simply holding him.

 

When the fingers reached his lips Daeniz opened his mouth, biting the tips lightly before using his tongue to swirl around the ends of the fingers. When they moved again it seemed to Daeniz that Jyden was confirming what he had just done. Pressing both his hands to the floor below Daeniz pushed upwards, lifting his shoulder off the ground.

 

"Not bad for a first time." with a grin he brought one of his fingers up to caress Jyden's cheek. "How does it feel to no longer be a virgin, hmmm? Finally understand what you'd been missing?" Lightly kissing the opposite check to the one the fingers were holding Daeniz left his face close to Jyden's.

[Wolfenone]

Jyden watched as Daeniz moved up. He leaned back some so he wouldn’t lose his balance. His eyes looked over the body that was still around him. His lips smirked up, “you talk too much,” he replied against the other’s cheek. His arm went around the other’s waist and pulled his body closer to him. Jyden leaned back on his arm, his legs under Daeniz. “It was,” he shook his head.

 

“Other than losing into your temptation, nothing has really changed,” his hand stroked the small of Daeniz’s back as he held him. He closed his eyes again as he forced himself to relax. Staying for a moment or two longer he leaned forward wrapping his other arm around the archer. His eyes opened, his expression was mischief as he shifted his legs very slightly before pushing up. Standing a hand went to hold onto one of the archer’s legs.

 

Finding his new center, he groaned slightly as blood rushed back to his legs, and the added weight straining his arms. However he walked carefully to the bathing room door and into the room itself. Steam billowed out of the room as he was careful with his steps on the moist tiled floor.

 

Walking into the water he smirked again as he finally pulled away from him.

 

“So, tell me,” he started as he tossed a bottle of soap at Daeniz. “What do I need to know for today’s little celebration?” Finally away from the other he was able to get his control and his thoughts back in an order that worked much better than the pleasure filled haze he had been in.

[Lady.Taser]

"You're just not good enough to shut me up yet then." Daeniz replied with a smirk as Jyden stood up. "And you have to admit, giving in to temptation every now and then is good." Not bothering to fight Daeniz let himself be carried for now and was happy to find that the destination was the bath. As Jyden walked into the water Daeniz grinned, very happy to have found another use for his specially designed bath.

 

Moving around the bath Daeniz submerged himself, washing off some of the mess he'd made before catching the bottle and laughing as he heard the question.

 

"Well, the question is how much do you know already. It is a rather... formal event to introduce you to all the nobles and the royal family. Honestly they will all be looking for you to screw up and make a fool of yourself. So do me a favour as my fiance... Don't screw up." The smile on his face fell as he continued to speak. "There are some in the court that still want the war, they profit on the pain and death of the peasants and fighters... I will not let them cause pain for profit. If you screw up they will try and use it as grounds for continuing the war."

 

Lathering up the soap on his hands he fully washed his body, hands lingering briefly where his cum had landed earlier. "If you don't screw up then I can promise to not only learn your customs properly but to get you out of this stiffling place for at least a month of this stay."

[Wolfenone]

“We have a few problems then,” Jyden said as he lathered himself up and turned to Daeniz. “First is I have no formal wear, second I learned only a couple of the rules, like kneeling to the king, I was going over the list of nobles with Egan, names crests colors and such. However,” he dunked under the water and surfaced again. “I don’t know any of your customs, do you kneel where ever the king is, who has higher priority? How does one engage in conversations, surely they don’t expect me to know your customs when we were at war a month ago?”

 

Jyden finished and walked out of the tub he grabbed a towel. “Before you ask, what I have with me is all I have; I have been on the border for a little over two years I was home for four days before I was on my way here,” he explained with a towel drying himself off. “So with circumstanced the way they are, I am sure a few stuck up over scented nobles can shove their noses up their asses.”

 

Jyden looked over his shoulder at Daeniz. He walked into Daeniz room for a moment and walked back into the bathing room lacing up his pants. He let out a breath. “Okay so,” he opened a hand to Daeniz to start. “I am not sure how much time we have.” His eyes roamed up and down the other’s body.

[Lady.Taser]

When he had finished washing Daeniz remained in the water, watching Jyden leave and then return with clothing on. In Daeniz's opinion it was a waste to hide the body, but then again he did need to be able to think so that he was able to avoid any problems tonight. Looking Jyden up and down he took mental measurements of the man. before using one of the built in seats and leaning back against the cool wall.

 

"The celebration is for you, so the only person you need to show respect to is the king. In formal parties we simply bow. With the other princes you don't need to do anything as you are of the same of not slightly higher status since you are technically a visitor at this point, and with the nobles they will bow to you. If you stay with me, then you should be fine." Narrowing his eyes at Jyden he continued, voice low with warning. "But make sure you stay with me at this party, as for formal wear, we can sort it. The court tailors always have some pre-made stick they can adjust quickly." He dismissed the clothing issue with a wave of his hand.

 

After a few moments he stood up and left the bath himself wrapping a towel around his waist as he headed into his room and then flung open the room to the corridor. Pointing at the nearest servant who blushed slightly at the fact the towel was small and only just covering his wet, naked body. Blonde hair trailing over one shoulder. "Go fetch me the court tailor, tell him to bring all his pre-made formal clothing and adjustment materials. I want him here in ten minutes." Turning back into the room he shut the door heading back into the bathroom and using a larger towel to dry himself.

[Wolfenone]

So it would be easier than he thought hopefully. Watching Daeniz come out of the water he watched as he went into his room and ordered a servant to get the tailor. He remained silent for a moment as Daeniz walked back in to get a larger towel. He walked behind Daeniz, his hands landed on the other’s hips and he pulled the other back against him, ignoring the wetness of hair and body.

 

“And where is it that you think I will go?” he whispered. “You surely can’t believe that I would run off and find someone else, not after what we just did?” his one hand ran up Daeniz’s front to his throat and turned his head to the side, his lips fell on the exposed skin, his teeth scraping gently over the pulse point, before he kissed the area.

 

“I promise to be good at this celebration, staying with you, and being as polite as I can, I will go so far as to not wear my dagger darts so that can’t be used against, unless weapons are allowed,” his whispers were breathed against the other’s neck. His hands went and took the towel and covered up Daeniz’s front as the bathroom door opened on Jyden’s side. Ian stood there for a moment and cleared his throat. Jyden looked up at the man.

 

“Jyden I need to talk to you,” Ian said rather informally. Jyden’s eyes narrowed and he pulled away from Daeniz. Ian stood to the side as Jyden passed him he nodded his head to Daeniz but closed the door and bolted it locked. His guards were standing in the room, they all didn’t look happy. Egan held up a letter.

 

Jyden took it and scanned it, it was from his brother, it was rather blunt and to the point for an official letter from him. But what he read caused him to frown deeply.

 

“Morgen, Ian you two will ride back, I want to know whatever you find, Morgen do so quietly, as Ian will take the blunter direct way. Morgen I don’t want anyone to know you went back as well,” he said.

 

“I don’t think it’s a wise idea to send two of your guards away,” Greg started.

 

“I have fought on the border, if I have to I know how to escape, go,” he said, Morgen and Ian placed hand to heart and left the chambers quickly. Egan looked at Jyden as the prince held the letter in his hand. “Egan?”

 

“You’re the tactician,” the man said. “But if you want to know my honest opinion of it, it’s not fake; the messenger left a little over a week ago, could have been an order before the agreement was settled, it would be hard to get word to an assassin in a different country.”

 

Jyden looked at Egan and then to Hail and Greg. Nodding his head he grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. “Greg you will keep an eye on the soldiers and their movements, Egan you will keep an eye on the court and their nobles, I will give you names later on.”

 

“You can’t be thinking of going to this celebration still,” Greg started.

 

“I will keep my appearance as if nothing has happened. Hopefully with any luck whoever did this will get worried that their attempt failed, and make a move against me. For the time being, Morgen and Ian went back because their families are marrying.” He looked to the letter again. “Greg, Hail you’re dismissed.” They placed fist to heart and left the room. He waited a few minutes before he punched the wall.

 

His arm shook for a second before he tore open the door between Daeniz and his room.

[Lady.Taser]

Daeniz leaned back against the warm body, tilting his head and moaning appreciatively as the lips and teeth fell onto his skin kissing a single point. As the door opened, even before the intruder spoke Daeniz stopped paying attention to the warm whispers at his neck, eyes fixed on the man who now called for Jyden's attention. Sighing lightly as Jyden left the room and he heard the bolt slide shut behind him.

 

"Well that was kind of what I meant when i said don't leave me. It counts for under any circumstance during the party..." Heading back to his room he braided his still wet hair and put on some loose cotton clothing as it was too early to get into the atrocious formal wear that he was expected to wear.

 

Pouring himself a drink he waited for the tailor to arrive and for Jyden to finish what ever he was doing with the guards. About 3 minutes later there was a timid knock at his door with the wooden door slowly opening to reveal the scrawny court tailor, bowing as he came in. "Excuse my your highness, but I cannot stay for long. I have been summoned by the king as well but I have brought the pre-made clothing requested."

 

Daeniz didn't answer, rather`gestured to one of the chairs in the room and the man scuttled in with his servants laying he clothes down before leaving again, bowing once more on the way. Standing over them he started to look through them, disgusted at some the the colours that were in fashion now such as the garish bright orange of one of the articles of clothing.

 

THen he heard a thump from JYden's room which caused him to put down the clothes and turn to the door with an eyebrow raised in question. A moment later the door was flung open and Daeniz couldn't say that Jyden seemed particularly happy.

 

"What is wrong with you?!" Daeniz demanded, he wasn't happy about the fact the tailor had conveniently been summoned by the king as well and the aggressiveness used to open the door was not what he wanted to see right now. "OH and before you answer that, what i said about staying with me wasn't because i believed you would run off to find someone else. It was that" He gestured towards Jyden's room. "Running off to speak with your guards, if you do that during the ceremony they will accuse you of plotting. Have your darts on you and they are found even more so, but on that one I leave it to your judgment. If you take them and are caught I will help you as much as I can."