The king’s henchman [virtualoo&Hideki] (Private)

March 27, 2019

The silence between them felt as if he was falling into a pitch black hole without ever reaching the ground. Arthur’s shocked and then confused face was as if he had reached out to a rescue rope but his fingers were closing around nothing but air. His nerves were running crazy and every muscle in his body was tense, his grey eyes looking into that face to see a reaction. Any reaction! And when he finally heard the man say his name he straightened himself, raising his head in anticipation to finally hear whatever response the king got for him. Before the ruler of the nation continued to speak his hand reached out and he felt those gentle fingers on his cheek and in that moment he could have died from that touch alone, leaning his face more into that hand automatically, pressing his lips against the man’s palm, peering into his purple gaze when the blond continue to speak. At this point he had expected mercy. Something mild. But he had never dared to dream of what the other then told him.

Arthur loved him too. It made Alfred go weak in his knees to hear that, his heart was hammering so extremely that he was afraid it might break his rips. There was surprise written all over his face when he tried to grasp what had just happened. But just when he felt a stream of happiness and relieve overcome him and his body finally lost that intense tension he was already pulled into a deep and passionate kiss and Alfred fully indulged in it. He embraced the king, his arms wrapping around him tight, pulling him close, his hands running over the monarch’s back as his lips feverishly provoked the other into daring even more, his tongue challenging Arthur’s and it was as though they were about to eat each other alive. The fear and the guilt were gone, knowing that this feeling of love and desire was mutual. That the blond wanted him without being intoxicated and without thinking that it was merely an experiment.

His breathing was slightly laboured and a string of saliva was connecting them when their lips parted and he looked into the red face of the king, with shining eyes and a slight smile around his lips. He didn’t get much opportunity to look and smile at the man though as the other buried his head against the knight’s chest and Alfred let his hand reach up, caressing his head, playing with the blond strands of hair. The mumbling of the ruler came out somewhat heated when he almost begged the man of his guard to do something, anything, as his heart was pounding like crazy. It made the knight smile and he pressed his lips against the other male’s forehead before his hands ran over Arthur’s shoulder and down to the man’s chest obeying the order to do anything.

Slowly and without any rush he was undressing the male’s chest when the fabric of the blond’s shirt fell onto the bathroom ground he pressed his lips against the monarch’s neck, kissing down while his hand was running along the other’s side, down and up again until his hand reached the left nipple, first brushing, then rubbing over and then tugging on it. Meanwhile his lips arrived at the right nipple and he pressed them onto it, kissing it before he let his tongue play with the rosy nipple of the other man. He got his lips onto it again, sucking on it vigorously and devotedly. He wanted to show him his desire, he wanted to make Arthur feel good, to lose all doubts and questions he might have had on his mind and to just let himself fall.

After he had teased and pinched the man’s nipples enough he was kissing further down, squatting down before he was going on his knees in front of the king. It wasn’t the first time he was on his knees in front of the ruler but this time was surely different. His fingers unbuttoned the blond male’s pants before he pulled them down and the other’s gorgeous cock was springing free into his face, the blond bush above it uncovered while the pants were hitting the ground. The grey eyes looked at the king’s dick as if it was the most delicious thing he had ever seen. He wanted to suck it. Taste it and feel it in his mouth. His hand was closing around the shaft, running up and down, teasing the sticking out veins while his tongue was meeting the other’s balls before he got his mouth to it and took one after the other in, sucking on Arthur’s balls, letting them pop out with a lewd sound.

Making space he then brought his tongue to the other male’s erection, his licking the hard length like it was his favourite dish, pressing against the veins before sliding under the foreskin, circling around the glans. He then opened his mouth, taking in the head of Arthur’s cock, sucking on it before he took the whole thing in, feeling the man’s dick hitting his throat, the manly taste unfolding in his mouth as he was starting to bob his head, deepthroating the king, pre-cum leaking into his mouth, his finger’s digging into the flesh Arthur’s arse-cheeks.

Alfred’s blood was rushing downstairs and he felt it getting tight in his own pants as his cock was getting hard and his temperature was rising. It turned him on. Sucking the other, tasting him, feeling the throbbing, hard dick in his mouth aroused him. It made his dick scream for attention in his pants, longing to be freed from its confinements, to have Arthur touch him too. And without stopping to move his head, the king’s cock penetrating his tight throat and wet mouth, the knight’s hand reached down, undoing his own pants, sliding inside to take out his own hard, pulsating rod, starting to stroke himself while he was pleasuring his king.

Trophies and Medals · March 27, 2019

Arthur felt Alfred pull him into their kiss, letting himself be pulled closer to the taller man. That tongue could send him to an early grave with how fast it made his heart pound against his rib cage. If his chest were an actual cage and his heart a bird, surely his heart would have flown away by now. After he had told to other to do anything to stop his heart pounding so fast, he could feel the others hands play in his hair. He really did love the feeling of the others fingers trailing along his skin.

He was not sure what to expect when he had told the other to do anything to calm his racing heart. Maybe a hug or reassurance that it was all going to be okay? A soft kiss to soothe him from his embarrassment and worries. But instead Alfred was quick to take off his shirt, his shirt not having been on long since he just put it back on a short time ago. But he did not mind as he was curious as to what the other was going to do next. Arthur squirmed underneath the others grazing hands as the others lips trailed down his skin and to his chest.

Arthur could not help but let out a small gasp at the others warm hands and tongue grazing over his nipples. They perked up under the others touch, Arthur biting on his lip to try to control himself from making any embarrassing noises that dared come out. But with the others tongue treating his nipples like they were it’s personal treat, he was not sure how much longer he could keep his emotions in check. How long would it take for Alfred to break his walls and release the boiling emotions burning deep within? His blood was already concentrating to parts of his body that definitely craved Alfreds attention.

It felt like forever until he felt the others hands and mouth leave his nipples, groaning that they now felt the cool of the room in comparison to his warm mouth. He seemed to distract and recitation it plenty when he got down on his knees in front of him, eyeing the front of his pants. Down on his knees like that..He had to admit he loved the view even f it was one he had seen countless times before. But the situation they were now in made it feel all the more different. Arthur let his pants fall, shrugging them off his feet and nudging them to the side with his foot.

Arthur couldn’t help himself but let out a soft moan at feeling the others mouth teasing the hard manhood. He could feel his mouth take one of his balls in and shivering at the small pop. Feeling the others tongue play underneath the skin “Alfred..” He moaned as he other started bobbing his head on him, feeling the soft warm flesh of the back of the others throat on his tip. That mouth..it definitely helped him sink deeper and deeper into this sinful temptation. He loved the feeling too of the others nails digging into his skin, his hands knotting themselves in the others hair.

He looked down at he watched the other seeming just as excited as he was to free his manhood, stroking himself while he moved his head along his length. Now..It was his turn. It was time to payback the knight for his..services and get a little revenge on making him feel like melting butter. He wanted to hear Alfreds voice call out his name and feel just as needing and flustered as he was by his mouth.

Arthur used one of his hands to pull back the others head enough to make him look up. “Lay down..” He spoke in a silky voice laced now with a lusting and needing tone full of desire. Arthur pushes the others pants down further once he was on his kneees in front of Alfred. Now that he was not drunk..He could really take in the view before him. Since when did Alfred look so tempting and muscular? And his manhood..that big thing was pounding in him last night?

Arthur leaned down and pulled the others shirt off, kissing along the others neck. He kept kissing the flesh with an occasional tongue flick over any scars until he reached the others nipples. These first...Arthur thought as he leaned down and flicked his tongue over the nipple on his left side. On the right nipple, his hand grazed over the scars around the area before taking them in a pinch and rolling it between his fingers. His eyes glances up to the others to see a reaction before he switched sides, doing the same thing to the other side now.

Now for the best part..Arthur thought to himself as he kissed his way down the others chest to the erect manhood before him. He flicked his tongue teasingly over the others tip, looking up at Alfred. “Say my name..” He moaned again in that sensual tone, really wanting to hear that lusting husky voice call out his name while he slowly stroked the others length. He wanted them both to enjoy the forbidden fruit of Alfred being allowed to call out his name, the only one to enjoy that luxury. While he loved the way it said ‘Your highness’, he would definitely enjoy this as well. Regardless of what he said, he lowered his mouth onto the manhood. He coughed a bit as he was not experiences at performing such acts but he quickly figured out how to do it without coughing. Arthur moved slowly at first to get used to it before he began bobbing his head, feeling his knights sword piercing the back of his throat. He loved doing this, humming along the others length as he bobbed his head

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March 30, 2019

Hearing Arthur moan his name in pleasure, the lusty expression on the man’s face and the fingers that dug into his hair while he was giving him head was only turning Alfred on more, motivating him to continue, moving his head, his tongue sliding around the shaft while he was peering up into the purple eyes, looking at the man at all times while stroking himself what made sparks of pleasure start to built up in the knight and left him moaning, sending vibrations to the thick rod that was fucking his throat. The black haired man was determined to make the other cum. He was anticipating the feeling of the king’s cock flexing in his mouth shooting a load of his seeds down his throat but he didn’t get to that point as the blond was suddenly pulling his head away, the monarch’s dick that was glistering with saliva and pre-cum popping out of Alfred’s mouth.

A little confused he looked up at the man and he wasn’t any less confused when his king ordered him to lie down. He complied without question anyway, he was the king after all and no matter what they were doing together, he’d always stay the king and Alfred would always be his knight. Hence he moved and sat down on the ground, the cold of it meeting his arse and his legs sending a shiver through him, as he was leaning his back against the bathtub, gazing into the other man’s eyes questioningly when Arthur got onto the ground in front of him, pulling his pants over his legs before stripping him off of his shirt as well. He could feel those eyes lingering on his body, resting on his erection and the mere fact that the man’s eyes were roaming over his body made him yearn for the other’s touch and to touch him even more and fuelled the fire of arousal further.

He then felt the man’s lips against his neck, leaning his head to the side to give him more space, enjoying the touch, those soft lips and how good they made him feel. Those lips travelled further down and his tongue was flicking over his scars, making the difference between the intact skin and the numb tissue of the scars present to the knight who usually forgot that the scars were even there. When he felt the king’s tongue on his nipple he knew that the other was copying the exact moves he had made before. It was cute in a sense and left Alfred chuckling but as endearing as that was Alfred’s nipples didn’t do much for him. They were partially scarred and didn’t have good feeling to begin with and even before those injuries that had left the scars they hadn’t been much more sensitive than the other skin on his body. The tongue did still feel nice though even though the erotic feeling was missing and hence there wasn’t much of a pleasured or aroused reaction to witness on his face. When the other however pulled on them it just left him with an unpleasant feeling on the skin. “Your majesty, maybe you want to focus on other parts of my body.” He worded it as a suggestion. He wasn’t drunk enough to give the king any direct order or to voice a demand, he was too aware of who the other was and who he was. Even though the man had told him he loved him too.

When the other kissed down and he was feeling the man’s lips travel further to the south of his torso was when there were little sparks of electricity running over his skin as through a network and he pressed his body against those lips wanting to feel them more. This was more pleasant to him than having his nipples toyed with. And he found himself even more heated when Arthur had reached his crotch and was licking over the tip of his raging hard on, making a sharp gasp of pleasure escape Alfred, and his grey eyes laying on the monarch’s purple ones. The other was pausing, leaving him with just the tease, demanding to hear his name in a sensual, moaning voice while stroking his throbbing cock. “Your maj….” Alfred began with arousal in his voice but then realised that the other had asked him to say his name and his name was not ‘Your majesty’ his name was Arthur.

“Arthur!” he then spoke just as horny and in heat and it felt surreal to him to say that. He knew the man’s name but he had never called him by it. He would have never dared to address the king by his name. Even when speaking about him he had referred to him as ‘the king’ and back when the others father had still had the throne he had talked about him as ‘the prince’ or ‘prince Arthur’ but never would he have called him by his name like that other than in his sex dreams.

Finally the other took him into his mouth then and at first it started out a little awkward and though Alfred gasped and hissed a few times he got the notion that the monarch didn’t quite know what he was doing there, what was understandable as the man had never been with another guy before. Arthur learned it rather quickly though and was improving and soon the knight was bathing in pleasure that the incredible tightness of the other’s throat around the head of his dick caused him to feel, washing all concern and all thoughts away. There was only him and Arthur and the pleasure and the desire between them. “Fuck! Yes!” Alfred growled deeply, leaning his head back, his hips rocking, thrusting his rock hard cock that was oozing pre-cum like crazy into the kings throat, face fucking him while his hands were digging into the blond mane of hair, pressing that head closer against himself to sink in deeper, to feel that pleasure more and more intensely, guiding the other’s head while penetrating that throat, moaning and growling in bliss, enjoying every second of this.

The longer it continued, the more consumed by pleasure he got and the more unrestrained he was thrusting up into the other’s mouth, the more he felt how his orgasm was building up and how the electricity of pleasure was partially even shooting up into his head, leaving his vision blurry. Thus, knowing that he wouldn’t last for long anymore if it didn’t stop, he was pulling his cock out of the kings mouth, his grey eyes flashing up with burning heat and hunger for the other, as his hands grabbed Arthur’s shoulders, pinning the man down onto the cold ground, kissing him wildly and devouringly, his tongue feverish and demanding before he broke the kiss, breathing labouredly, peering down into those eyes before he shifted.

Shifted so that his cock was dangling right over Arthur’s mouth and his head was directly over the blond’s delicious dick. He licked it, shoving his tongue under his foreskin again, teasing and assaulting the glans, pulling the foreskin with his lips before he got straight to it and took the man’s penis into his mouth from the tip to the balls, bobbing his head vigorously while his own cock was sinking into Arthur’s mouth, piercing his throat again as he was thrusting his hips, the pleasure causing him to moan and growl what was sending vibrations against the pulsating hardness that was buried in his own throat.

Trophies and Medals · March 30, 2019

Arthur barely managed to be listening to the other as he was quick to move from the others nipples in his quest to please the knight. He loved being able to make Alfred squirm underneath his mouth. He waited for Arthur to say what he wanted to hear while he was stroking him, waiting in eager anticipation as he slowly stroked the other.

Arthur..

He heard Alfred moan out his name in that horny and heated voice, it sending shivers throughout his body. Oh god, he loved hearing that voice say his name. He could live off being able to make that noise come out of his knights mouth. Arthur could feel the others hands knotting into his hair and forcing his thickness into him. Arthur groaned as he heard the other moaning from his mouth, getting painfully hard from the others lewd noises and his own pleasure.

Arthur soon found the hardness in his mouth leaving, a trail of spot lingering from his lips to it before it quickly broke. Arthur looked back up at him with similar lusting hungry eyes on Alfred, all his inhibitions and walls were quick to disappear around him in this moment He got pushed back with the others hands, being pinned to the cold bathroom floor. He happily made out with the other. A hungry passionate kiss that was also soon broken. Arthur breathed heavily as he tried to catch his breath, looking up into those eyes that just made him want to be devoured by them further.

“Alfred..!” Arthur moaned as he felt Alfreds tongue teasing him and going into his warm mouth. He looked at the dick above him and licked his lips, taking it into his mouth. He felt the others hips thrusting into his mouth, groaning as his nails digging into the others backside. Arthur could not help but move his hips in time with the others bobbing head on him.

“Arthur was on the verge of breaking, his nails digging further into the others backside. His hips bucked up into the others mouth as his orgasm hit him hard. His hips collapsed on the floor, bobbing his head until the other orgasmed. It trickles down his throat and some got on his face when he pulled back from him. He swallowed the stuff in his mouth, breathing heavily as he tried to calm his racing heart. “Shit Alfred..” He managed to muster a few words, loving how his body felt right now.

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April 1, 2019

Shit, was that feeling amazing, his thick rod being embraced by the extreme tightness of the other man’s throat, rocking his hips relentlessly, maybe a little too forcefully but he couldn’t help himself at this point, while Arthur’s dick abused his throat at the same time, the taste of the other man all present. It was like dizzily dancing on the edge of a roof. And he wanted to be kicked over it and fly. So did the king apparently because the man’s assault on his throat was getting irregular, he was bucking up and he could feel the throbbing hardness flex in his mouth before the blond shot a huge load of sperm down his throat. Alfred swallowed the other’s cum and when he was letting the man’s slippery, saliva coated cock spring out of his mouth he licked the head eagerly and shoved his tongue under the Arthur’s foreskin again cleaning the other’s dick from his jizz, eating that up as well while moaning in pleasure.

For a moment he was worried the monarch would stop sucking him now that he had cum and he’d be left desperate to climax too. Fortunately the stream of pleasure wasn’t broken and Arthur continued to blow him until he finally brought him over the edge on which he had dangled for too long already as well. Alfred’s muscles were constricting, he lost all rhythm and his thrusts came hard and deep, his dick twitching and then erupting like a volcano, ejaculating into the mouth of his king, growling, the first load getting straight down the man’s throat and the second all over the blond man’s handsome face as the other had released his cock before the second swell had come.

The black haired man was panting heavily, he could feel his own heartbeat everywhere in his body that lost its tension as a satisfied heaviness kicked in instead and he felt like collapsing right where he was. Not wanting to collapse on Arthur he shifted, got down from him and then collapsed at the older male’s side, his chest raising and falling in a quick pace as he was lying with his sweaty, heated body on the cold hard ground. He couldn’t believe it. Couldn’t believe that they had done this now! Sober! That Arthur returned his feelings. It was so surreal to the knight. Turning to the side, sitting up a little he smiled into the ruler’s cum covered face. Fuck did he look lewd and hot. This was turning him on all over again. Seeing his seeds running down that cute face and that perfect pale skin admiring his work!

Leaning down he breathlessly kissed those lips, not minding the taste of cum that lingered on them, Alfred too tasted like the other man’s cum after all. “I love you your majes….” He said when the kiss was broken but came to a halt for a moment. “I love you Arthur! I always did.” He then told him, his breath still laboured and his voice sounding hoarse now. Letting his hand run over the man’s chest gently, his grey eyes peering into the purple ones lovingly, a nostaligic smile lingering on his face. “Do you remember when we first saw each other? When our families were visiting? Even as a kid I was impressed by you. I wanted to get a chance to get closer to you. Be your friend but I didn’t get the opportunity. And later, when I became a knight, I knew I wanted to be your knight.” The man told the king before he got up from the cold ground, reaching out his hand to Arthur to pull him up as well.

“Would you allow me to bath with you your high…. Arthur?” he asked, beaming at the man.

Trophies and Medals · April 2, 2019

Arthur breathed heavily on the floor, trying to bring himself down from the euphoric high that he had just been involved in. He just...with Alfred..and he was not even drunk..! He did not regret his decision though but the fact that they just did all of that on the bathroom floor made his cheeks turn a rosy red. He watched as Alfred had shifted his position above him and collapsed next to him, seeming to be just as winded as he was feeling at the moment. Arthur let himself be pulled into the kiss Alfred was giving him, his mouth tasting faintly like the release that was just in his mouth moments ago.

He still could not believe he just confessed his feelings of love to Alfred..that he-Arthur reminded himself of how lewd he was around Alfred only moments ago. Making him call out his name, not your highness, but his name..Taking the other into his mouth and leaving trails of kisses down his body. He did not even do that when he was drunk..He could only imagine what sex with Alfred would possibly be like when he was sober as well. Get a grip on yourself..! Arthur tried to tell himself as he was having such lewd thoughts about being with his knight and it made his cheeks turn a rosy red. But how could he not..? Alfred was muscular...tall...hot...He tried to clear his mind to focus on Alfred when he started to speak.

Arthur reached up to his face to wipe away the bits of Alfred's release he felt on his face, wiping it away with his thumb and licking it off. Arthur looked into the others grey eyes as Alfred spoke of his love for him from even such a young age. "Even then..? I must have only been around 13 at the time.." Arthur mused as he tried to think back to that time when he first met Alfred. "You must have started your journey to becoming my knight around when I was 16 or 17, I can still remember knighting you, I think we started to grow as friends when I had chosen you as my knight. I found I was comfortable around you and able to be myself without being formal and orderly like a king should be at all times.." Arthur said with a small chuckle.

"You..take a bath with m-me..?" Arthur asked with a small stammer as Alfred had asked to bathe with him, even calling him by name. Even with all his experiences with woman, he had never bathed with someone else being in the tub before. It seemed so lewd but.."Y-yes..Of course" Arthur smiled shyly as he took the others hand to be pulled up to a standing position. "After you..you are taller" Arthur said shyly as he waited for the other to get in before him. He tried to think of the best way to get into the tub, knowing if he faced opposite of the other male, it would be awkward and a bit uncomfortable. He blushed when he realized he would pretty much be sitting naked on the others lap. He turned a bit redder as he gingerly stepped into the tub, sinking underneath the water. He was able to feel everything...Arthur thought as he could feel the others chest and manhood pressed up against his back. He leaned against the other, letting the warm water try to calm his worries.

"This is nice.." Arthur spoke quietly as he got more used to the current situation. It still made his cheeks rosy as he tried to calm himself, squirming in the others lap. He wanted to ask something but it only made his cheeks turn an even deeper shade of red. "Are..you busy tonight..?" He started off, hoping the other was not but at the same time it would make things all the more embarrassing to ask his next question. "I..um..Can we...do...you know...t-that again...tonight? Without drinking this time..?" His face turned a beat red, glad he was not looking the other in the eyes in that moment. It was problematic enough voicing such a lewd request, much less if he was actually looking Alfred in the eyes as he did it.

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Trophies and Medals · April 7, 2019

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"I cannot believe I just asked that.." Arthur said in a low groan, trying to cover his rose red cheeks. It felt so dirty to voice such a request..He thought to himself again as he felt scandalous just thinking about it. Thinking about how well aware he would be...How those muscles would be covered in sweat while he pounded into him with his hair swaying with every-Stop it! You are acting like a hormonal young boy! It made his heart pound that he could think and feel so dirty. Look at him now...! He was taking a bath with his knight Alfred like it was no big deal..

Maybe he shouldn't do it then...But god did he want it at the same time. He put his face into the bath water for a moment, hoping it could clear his mind and wash them all away. How was he going to get through the rest of the day if those thoughts kept creeping up? And if he saw Alfred out and about as they both went about their duties..It would be hard to try and act like everything was the same. It was like their own little secret...that only they knew about each other. Only they would know how they felt and the things that they did last night. And now..the things that they would do tonight..

Could he even bring himself to act as lewd as he had when he was drunk? Sure, he was just now but that was..that. And now what they would do was on a whole other level of intimacy. "I suppose..I will be seeing you later then" he finally spoke up, moving to get the oils and other things to wash his hair. Alfred knew what he was doing...he would be fine. He just had to let Alfred take the lead and it would all work out. He ran the oils through his hair, wanting to make sure it got properly cleaned and he could look good. "Did I...um..we...need anything? We...had it last time and...well..Is it like that all of the time...?" He bit his lip, wondering if that drunken night was typical behavior for a man who laid with another man. If he was going to be doing this sober with him...He wanted to make sure it was an experience they could both enjoy the way it should. This time..it would be with two men who expressed their love for each other and not starting with love expressed through a bottle.

April 10, 2019

For heaven’s sake he felt like he’d explode another time as heat was pooling in his groin and blood shooting into his dick again seeing the coy, flushed red expression on the monarch’s face as he wiped away the sperm from his face, liking it from his fingers. Holy shit, that turned him on. It was like being teased and dared to attack the other with his lust once more while he was damn sure that the blond man was completely oblivious as to how he was tempting him right now, how arousing it was to the knight what he had done there. But Alfred was just a man and which man wouldn’t find that hot?

Thus his grey eyes were laying closely on the other and he was getting heated when the king responded to what he had said earlier on. “Yes, even then.” he confirmed. “I was just some stupid brat but when I saw you, you amazed me. You had something so lofty and impressive about you. And I couldn’t help but to think what a beautiful older boy you were. During the whole dinner, I was trying to get as many looks at you as possible. I forgot to eat and it cooled down and wasn’t exactly tasteful anymore. And you, you didn’t pay me any mind at all.” He told him, chuckling as he reached out his hand, letting his fingers caress the man’s cheek. “You’ve become a lot more handsome than that though the older you got.” Alfred found.

There was warmth in his eyes when he heard Arthur tell him that he had considered him a friend rather than just a knight and that he had felt comfortable around him, comfortable to be himself. It made him proud and happy to know that. “You can always be yourself around me. I actually want you to. I want to see all sides of you, the good and the bad, the clean and the dirty, the light and the shadow. I want the opportunity to love them all.” The black haired stated and leaned over and kissed the other deeply and dearly, biting down on the blond male’s bottom lips as they parted.

For a moment he thought he had gone too far or taken it too fast when the ruler started to stutter after he had asked if he could bathe with him. “If you don’t wa….” He didn’t have to finish that sentence anymore as the other then agreed to it and took his hand to be pulled up from the cold ceiling. It made him smile a little amused when he was told to get in as he was taller. The idea that they’d do it the other way around and Arthur would get in first what would mean Alfred would end up on the blond’s lap was rather absurd in a way and thus was amusing.

Stepping into the water and sitting down in the tub, warm water greeted his sweaty skin and his muscles and the black haired knight relaxed, leaning his head back. When he turned to the other and looked at him getting in he saw the man blushing again before he finally stepped into the bathtub to him a little hesitantly. As soon as the other had lowered himself Alfred was embracing his king, his arms wrapping around his torso from behind, his chin resting on his shoulder, from time to time pressing kisses against the other’s neck and back. It was nice, he wished to stay like this forever, that close, surrounded by water feeling the other’s arse-cheeks against his cock and his chest against the ruler’s back, his hands roaming over Arthur’s upper body. And just as he had thought that the other was expressing it. “Yes, it is nice indeed.” He agreed, closing his eyes.

He soon opened them again though as the man then asked him whether he was busy that night. “If you don’t have any duties for me and no one tries to kill you at night, I am free.” He answered, jestingly, smiling. This smile however turned into a grin, a suggestive one, when the king stammered again, apparently too shy to say that he would like to sleep with him again, not even bringing himself to clearly say it. It was cute. It was cute and it made him happy as well. That the other would initiate it, although he initiated him by asking him if he was free, telling him that he wanted to do it. But apparently the blond was feeling embarrassed about it, as he immediately after he had worded his request expressed how he couldn’t believe himself for having asked that, covering his face with his hands.

It made Alfred laugh. He probably shouldn’t but he couldn’t hold it back. “Everything you which, Arthur!” he breathed into his ear. “If you want to lay with me, I will love you all night. I’ll be all yours and at your command.” Alfred added with a dirty grin on his face. Then he turned that face that was blushed a deep red colour like an intense wine towards himself and locked lips with him, kissing him deeply and with passion, his tongue conquering the other man’s mouth, intensifying the kiss, almost eating the other up. When their lips parted he could still feel the tingling sensation and the taste of the king’s lips on his own. His heart was pounding like crazy when he was looking into those purple eyes, drowning in them.

He could have remained in that moment, in that bath with the other for a while longer, relishing this moment to its fullest. A moment he had dreamed of but never dared to hope would become a reality. But Arthur apparently couldn’t get over his embarrassment about having that desire and having articulated it as the other was sliding down and putting his head under water. It led Alfred to lay his head to the side, shaking it. His king acted like a clumsy, nervous young teenager at the prospect of having sex for the first time and not only was the blond man the king, the guy who ruled over their land but he also was older than the knight even it were only three years which were as good as nothing.

As soon as the other reappeared he told him that he supposed he’d see him later then, standing up to wash himself, leading to Alfred raising an eyebrow as he looked at him. With a sigh the knight stood up, his long, wet hair sticking on his muscles and he stepped over to Alfred, took the soap and started to sensually wash the other man’s slim, wiry body that had a masculine elegance to it and that could drive him wild with desire. He started at the back and let the soap and his hand trail further down from there, listening to the other man’s question. “We could use some of this oil you have there. It might help things to work more smoothly than with spit only.” The black haired said, his hands reaching the other man’s arse, washing his arse-cheeks before spreading them wide with the other hand and smearing soap over the anus, rubbing it. “And make sure to be nice and clean down here.” He grinned, whispering in a teasing tone of voice. Oh how bold he was to tease the king, how daring, how impertinent.

The other question was vaguer and more difficult to answer. “What do you mean whether it’s always like that? Always what?” he wanted to know. “Drunk? Rushed? Awkward? Uncomfortable?” Alfred wanted to know. “Your body will adjust to it better the more we do it.” He told him. “And obviously when two men have intercourse we aren’t always drunk, nor is this the only thing and only position to do it in.” the knight tried to give him at least some answer without knowing what the other wanted to know exactly.

Trophies and Medals · April 10, 2019

"Me...lofty and impressive..? I do not like to think of myself as something either lofty or impressive at that age.." Arthur said with a shy laugh. He really thought so highly of him..? He thought him that attractive even at that age? He could only imagine how many longing stares he must have gotten over the years that he was unaware of. How much wanting and needing of all of him had been cast in his direction? There were probably far too many to notice or that he had not noticed, a combination of the two.

Arthur blushed when Alfred seemed to speak such poetry about wanting to see all sides of him. Dirty sides, good sides, his darker sides, all aspects of him he wanted to learn about. The way he put it was so beautiful it made his cheeks pink again, feeling like his cheeks would be permanently dyed a pink color. Soon he felt the others lips on his, returning the others kiss with equal deepness. He felt his lip being tugged as their lips finally parted, feeling the others teeth gently press against his bottom lip. Oh heavens, a kiss from Alfred could make him melt!

He did not think of how close Alfreds body would be pressed up against his until he was actually in the tub, feeling every curve against his back. It did not help he could feel the others hands explore his upper body, the others chin resting on his shoulder, feeling the others strong jawline on his shoulder. At hearing the other had no plans and unless someone tried to to kill him he was free, he turned red yet again. "You are going to be the one killing me with how red you make me.." Arthur spoke quietly before he went to cover his face.

Arthur had stepped out of the tub to put all the oils in his hair. It would make the water all sudsy and oily, preferring to wash and clean his body outside the tub and having the option to relax back in the tub once he was done. He got a bit too occupied with washing his hair that it came as a surprise when Alfred came up behind him, reaching out to take some soap. Arthur turned to look at Alfred and it only made his heart skip a beat. Heaven must have chiseled that body right now because he still looked even more sexually appealing when he was wet. The way his muscles seemed to shine when they were wet...The way that long hair clung to his face and around his muscles...That man truly was blessed and cursed Arthur with having to look at it.

Arthur had just calmed his blush to maybe a dull pink after viewing Alfred but it was then that he started to wash him sensually with the soap. His hand only trailed lower, finding it difficult to not just beg for Alfred to take him right then and there with the way Alfreds hand caressed between his cheeks. Alfred had mentioned that he was at his command, but he himself was the one who felt he was at Alfreds command. He had to use some self control...some self control...Arthur thought to himself as the other had answered his question about if sex between men was always like this.

"I don't know where I was going with that.." Arthur had to admit, not sure what he was even asking for specifically in asking that question. "Only thing...Only...position..There is more than one..?!" Arthur turned wine red again at the very idea of there being any other way to have intercourse, excluding it being between two males. Of course his parents or anyone that would be involved in such matters would tell their king about these sort of things. Even if he did, he would never have dared ask about such things. He really was innocent....and now very curious...

"You are making things very difficult...with waiting that is..." Arthur shyly admitted as he looked at the ground. Now he was going to be restless and wondering all day what sort of things Alfred had meant by the only thing and the only position to do it in. It felt sinful just to think about but that did not mean he wanted it any less..."My patience and curiosity is going to be tested all day.." Arthur spoke quietly as he went to clean the oils and soaps off of him. He could not help but turn back to get another look at Alfred, trying to not linger too long. But he really did admire the view..Arthur thought as he was quick to wash himself off with the cold water.

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April 29, 2019

Alfred bit his bottom lip and what would have been a blasting fit of laughter came out of him as a dimmed chuckle when he heard the rulers surprise that there were more than one positions to have sex in. Sure the church only accepted that one position and condemned everything else but who actually stuck to this? Which adult man had sex in total darkness, under the sheets and in missionary position over and over again until he died? Alfred certainly had not and he had never met someone before who’d genuinely not know this and would act surprised by this. Arthur was as clueless as he was innocent when it came to that. He was pure much like a flower that had recently started to blossom just that he was not a flower but a grown man who’d soon turn thirty. A man who was not only too good but apparently also too pure for the knight!

“Yes, there are more than one ways to coalesce our bodies.” He finally answered in an amused tone of voice, the hands with the soap travelling from the man’s arse to his front, washing his balls and cock. The black haired laid his head onto the other man’s shoulder again, his grey eyes peering up into that red face of the monarch. Maybe it wasn’t appropriate to ask his king this but none of what he was doing was appropriate for a knight of the king’s guards so what difference would it make at that point? “Your highness, pardon me asking but have you ever laid with someone before me last night?” he wanted to know. It was clear the other had not slept with a man but although they were told to wait until marriage most people at that age had slept with someone regardless so it could be that Arthur had slept with a woman before. Alfred himself had slept around quite some never with a woman though.

Letting his hands travel upwards, getting the other’s torso all soapy when he heard the other man shyly expressing how waiting was made a lot harder for him the way Alfred touched his body and spoke to him. A cheeky grin was playing around the knight’s lips. He liked the idea of lingering around on his king’s mind all day. Of the other man longing for him as much as he had longed for him all the time. “It will pay off though.” Alfred assured him. “If you await this and yearn for it all day, think of, imagine and decide how you want to be taken, if you’d like me to take you from behind, ride me as if it was a tournament or want me to pin you up against the wall as I pound you, it will only make it more special and even greater when you can finally have what you’ve been waiting for.” He whispered into the other’s ear seductively. “When your lonely, neglected, greedy hole gets spread and feels full with my thick rod.” Alfred went even further, knowing that he shouldn’t go too far with the teasing. This man was still the king. His king. His authority. The authority he had to obey.

As soon as he had stopped washing the man with the soap he could see the other washing the foam off with cold water apparently hoping to cool himself down and it was a little amusing and made Alfred smirk. In a rather bold move he stepped from behind the king in front of him and took the other’s chin into his hand, lifting his face up. “Your majesty, Arthur, I know it’s not my place to….” He started out humbly. “… but would you be so kind to grant me the honour to return the favour?” the black haired asked him, reaching the soap over to the blond wanting him to wash his body in return.

Trophies and Medals · April 30, 2019

Arthur's blush did not disappear when he watched and felt Alfred's hand reach around to clean his front. He prayed his balls and cock would not respond to the others touches, already feeling quite embarrassed at the others questions from moments ago. Arthur looked toward the taller man as he rested his head on his shoulder while he was cleaning him. Arthur nearly choked on his own spit when Alfred's question came out of nowhere, asking him if he had ever slept with anyone before. "I..well..I..." He stammered, embarrassed that he had to share any of his sex life with Alfred. "While I have had...moments with woman..I have n-not actually..you know...gone that far" Arthur's blush remained prominent on his face as he spoke.

Arthur has begun to mention that his patience and curiosity were piqued when Alfred had mentioned there was more than one way to have sex. Yearning for it all day..imagining how he wanted to be taken? Arthur's face grew darker again as Arthur began to describe all these ways he could take him. From behind...riding him like he was a tournament horse..p-pinning him against the wall while he took him? Just picturing Alfred's face looking at him with those smokey grey eyes while he did those things to him sent his heart pounding in his chest. How was he supposed to function today with these thoughts coursing through his head?! And Alfreds seductive tone of voice and talk of him spreading him out made him feel like a damsel swooning over a knight..But was he not one himself?

Arthur needed the cool water to cool him down especially after Alfred's silky voice invading his thoughts and making his face turn brighter. When he felt like his blush diminished from the cold water, Alfred was in front of him and tilting his chin upward towards him. Arthur's face did return to a faint blush when Alfred had asked a favor of him, to be bathed in return as he had done for him. Arthur nodded shyly as he took the soap from Alfreds outstretched hand.

He had the soap in his hand and a waiting Alfred standing before him. Arthur blushed a bit darker as he moved closer to him, reaching out the hand holding the soap towards the others body. He started at the others chest, swirling the soap around in small circles. Arthur could not help but use his other hand to feel over the others chest. The skin and muscles seemed even more smooth and bulkier when we and lathered with soap..Arthur thought as describing how it felt good to him was hard, even to himself. All he knew for certain was that he loved to touch it. It was not a problem at first...but then he started to clean even lower. Arthur bit his bottom lip with a bright blush, holding the others cock in his hand while the other hand ran up and down it with soap. Thoughts of this being inside him...before...later...in his mouth...his arse...It all made him a rosey red. "I...I'm...I'm done" He blushed after he realized he was cleaning for far too long, finally letting Alfred go.

May 2, 2019

By now he should have known that the question he had asked would be a big deal for the king. While Alfred was usually socialising with other knights, who were not shy to brag about their latest conquest when it came to the women folk they blessed with their dicks and how exactly they had blessed them and this was normal to the black haired, Arthur seemed to either be extraordinarily shy, reputable or had been sheltered and held too high to have ever been included into those kind of conversations.

Hence the monarch turned into a stuttering mess again and his face was that red at this point that the knight worried it might explode or the man would sink through the ground in embarrassment. What he then learned was that the other had had ‘moments’ with women but had not gone ‘that far’. This was a little confusing to him. Why try to conquer one if not fucking her in the end? What did he do with her other than that? Alfred had little to no experience with women but his fellow knights had clear goals when they approached a woman they didn’t want to marry or weren’t married to.

“Not gone ‘that far’ ?” the knight inquired. “How far did you go with them? And why wouldn’t you lay with them if you had already made the move? What was the intention then?” the black haired was rather confused by that. Heck, when he was horny and the man in his company had been they had not held back anything. Their pants would hit the ground sooner than one could count to ten. With those men he hadn’t loved he was a lot like the other knights. He actually could relate to the stories of the conquests of their hunt to get between some woman’s legs just that Alfred didn’t have any stories to tell himself because his great catches had been all men as he was after cocks and hot men’s arses and telling such a story to his brothers in arms wouldn’t go over well for him. So whenever he had had to engage in the conversation to not draw suspicion onto himself he had changed his stories and lied turning the males he slept with into females for his fellow knights to relate to the story and congratulate him. Did he like lying, no, but he had not much of a choice there.

It was with hesitation that Arthur started to clean his body after he had asked him to return the favour and Alfred wished the king would be less coy about this whole thing but he probably couldn’t expect him to be. He had already gone further with him than with anyone before and was now suddenly faced with being with a man, what was a punishable sin according to the church, while he had thought himself attracted to women before and hadn’t thought about sleeping with another guy.

The blond man’s touch became less shy slowly though and the knight who constantly looked into those purple eyes was enjoying the other running his other hand over his skin where the soap had been before. Every spot that man touched felt like it caught fire. He wanted to feel it, feel how intense it would get if Arthur would have to wait and long for him and his body the whole day. He wanted to see the ruler overcome with raw lust and touch him intensely, a lot more intensely than that.

‘Not now though!’ he thought when Arthur with his red embarrassed face had brought himself to wash his dick. Just that he wasn’t washing it, he was rubbing and stroking it and it made a small gasp escape him when sparks started to travel through his body due to the friction the man created by the motion he made, the soap making the hand slide over the length smoothly. ‘I told him to wash me, not to give me a handjob.’ Alfred thought and he probably should have told the man this but he didn’t because the handjob started to make him feel good and he enjoyed the stimulation of his cock. Blood was rushing into his dick that was raising its head, growing harder in the man’s hand, his body was slightly starting to heat up again as pleasure was slowly starting to built up and he left out a low, appreciative growl when the touch abruptly stopped and the monarch looked at him flushed the colour of a rose stammering that he was done.

Alfred coughed at that, being left with a semi hard cock. “I see.” He grinned a little awkwardly, his dick protesting but the knight was about to move on. He took the soap from Arthur and reached his hand to his own back, washing his backside as well that the king who had hardly been able to bear washing his front without melting away in his embarrassment had seemingly forgotten about. When he had done that and cleaned the soap off of his skin the man with the long, black hair went over to wash and oil his hair too. His hair was always a mess when he bathed and washed it. It was so long that he had to comb it intensely later and he often felt like it was too much work and that it had gotten unpractical at this point and he should cut it shorter. “I should probably cut it, don’t you think?” he commented, holding a strand of hair in his hand asking the king, smiling into that blushed face.

Trophies and Medals · May 5, 2019

"How...far I went...?" Arthur repeated the others question, knowing Alfred would ask that question. With him being so vague about it, he was not surprised but the question still made him blush. He was asking all of these question about his intentions and making moves. All of these personal and intimate questions..It should not be as embarrassing as it was. Did he not just have sex with him yesterday...and today, all of those intimate things? Having to say such things out loud..was embarrassing to admit or even talk about all the same.

"I..only did things that ended up pleasing the woman on their end" Arthur said quietly as he sheepishly looked up at him. "I was a..um...well..." Arthur started to speak again, hating to admit the next detail in all of his encounters with woman. "I was..a limp fish you could say. All of these women would be flirting with me, for whatever reason they wanted to get close, and well...I didn't find anyone to my..sexual liking" Arthur looked away from Alfred again, worried he would poke fun at him for such a thing.

"I was able to make up excuses about saving myself for the woman I was to marry..But I did not want to displease them either. So.." Arthur wrung his his hands together in a nervous fashion, never having talked so openly about what he called his 'sexual encounters' before this point. "I would f-fondle them a little..tease them..there...those kind of small things so they would still...be happy. I would be a blushing mess the entire time though..But they would be satisfied by the touches so it worked. And I didn't feel like...less of a man for not going through with.." Arthur couldn't even bring himself to say the last part. He simple make a circle gesture with his hand and putting a finger from his other hand into the small circle.

Shortly after, Arthur had started to bathe the other. When he had ended up washing the others...cock, it seemed to spark some sort of reaction from Alfred. Was he too forceful in his washing? But it did not seem he was protesting about the touch or seeming indifferent to it. He seemed to..enjoy his washing. It embarrassed him far too much as he had stepped away with the quiet 'I am done..' he uttered a moment prior.He was embarrassed that he had forgotten to wash the others backside in his own embarrassment. What kind of a king was he that got so embarrassed at such a simple thing? And what kind of a man was he that he was so flustered over washing another mans body?

Arthur managed to get focused again after a few deep breaths. He watched as Alfred started to wash his long black hair, watching how carefully he had to wash it and how much hair he did have to wash every time he bathed. It must really get bothersome at times..Arthur thought but he was fond of the others long hair. It made him look mysterious and powerful...and as of late, he...loved knotting his fingers in it. He loved seeing the others hair sway with such fervor as he took him. Alfred had mentioned cutting it and let out a quick loud "No!", taking a few steps toward him. Arthur coughed as he regained his composure, starting to speak again when the other smiled at his blushing face. "What I mean is..I like your longer hair.." He said with a bashful smile. "I mean, of course you can trim in...But I much prefer it at its longer length.." Arthur reached out, running his fingers through the others hair at a slow pace. "I find it very dashing...and...attractive" Arthur said with a shy smile up at the other.

"A-Anyway...addressing an important issue.." Arthur said as he looked down at the others semi hard front. "My washing you seems to have...caused a bit of a dilemma" Arthur looked down with a shy glance at the others cock before looking back up into Alfred's eyes. "I caused that to happen so it only seems right that help resolve it and fix it..." Arthur said with a nod, sliding his hand from his chest slowly downward. "You will have to tell me if I do a bad job...even if...it has..been..." He said while he stumbled over his words. He buried his face into the others chest so he could continue without embarrassment. "Even if it...has been in my mouth. A hand is still different.." Arthur spoke quietly as he stroked slowly at first.

The others words were going through his head again..about all those different positions. About how Alfred would fill his...greedy hole. Thinking about these things only made his stroking pace pick up significantly, finally managing to look up into the others eyes. "After dinner...? Want to do it...after dinner? My quarters...Say whatever you need to do to get up here.." Arthur said quietly as he continued his fast stroking pace. He had a moment of boldness, deciding to take it before it would be lost. "I will be waiting for you.." He leaned up towards the others ear and whispered, saying such a thing making his cheeks go bright pink.

May 27, 2019

A raised eyebrow and a questioning look met the king when he told him that he had only ever done what would please the women without tending to his own pleasure and needs. “Why would you do that?” he asked as it made zero sense to him. It was weird. None of his fellow knights would toy women instead of fucking them. This part of Arthur confused him but he soon learned the actual reason for it when the man spoke further and a soft smile was playing around his lips when he looked at the blond man who was embarrassed to tell him that he couldn’t get it up for those women he had been with but had not wanted to disappoint them either. Maybe he had feared that they’d speak badly about him, slender him if he didn’t please them otherwise so he had pretended to be altruistic and to want to please them.

It was with a slight laugh that he was stepping forward to the other man who was making a gesture of penetrative sex to avoid saying it. “For not going through with fucking them!” Alfred spelled it out, grabbing Arthur’s wrists stopping him from making that motion. A wide smile was to see on his face and he grinned at the king, leaning down to him. “Your majesty, have you ever thought that the reason for women to not turn you on, for your inability of getting an erection in their presence was that you don’t desire them. That you desire men!? Only men!?” he asked because it was painfully obvious to Alfred. “You obviously have no issue to get hard for me.” The black haired pointed out, pressing his lips against the monarchs, kissing him deeply.

After Arthur’s sloppy attempt to wash him Alfred was doing the remaining part. He washed his backside and his hair and insinuated that he shall cut it shorter as it had gotten impractical and had become a lot of work. A loudly exclaimed “No!” was startling him for a moment as he had not expected that kind of protest as he had suggested cutting his hair. Questioningly he turned towards the blond man who was blushing once more stepping forward. He heard the other say how much he liked his long hair, felt his fingers run through it and a slightly amused smile was playing around the knight’s lips. “I won’t cut it then, just as you wish your majesty.” He assured the other man that the hair would stay although he was rather tired of it. Then again to know that the king, the man he was in love with found it to be an attractive, desirable trait at least made him somewhat enthusiastic about it again.

When the ruler announced that he was going to address a more important issue Alfred was curious and confused asking himself what important issue the man had to discuss with him and when the other looked into the direction of his dick a smirk was playing around the black haired man’s face. “It’s not that imp….” He didn’t get any further because Arthur announced that he had turned him on and he had caused that to happen so he’d fix it as his hand was sliding down the knight’s torso downwards and his cock was screaming with anticipation as he touched him.

Raising his eyebrows he felt the other burying his face in his chest when he suddenly said that he had to tell him if he did a bad job, that even though he had sucked him off a handjob was a different matter and while it made him raise his eyebrows at first a grin was soon displacing that look on his face and he was running his hand through the blond mane of hair. “Don’t you worry about that! Just do it as you do when you touch yourself, it’ll be fine.” The black haired encouraged him but it seemed as though Arthur didn’t even need the encouragement because he was starting to slowly stroke him.

It wasn’t enough. It felt nice and got him tingly but it was mostly teasing him and wanting him to be stimulated more and properly, to be able to feel pleasure and he just wanted to say so when Arthur’s hand was suddenly moving faster and faster and faster picking up the pace significantly and leading sparks to rush through his body and getting his blood to boil. Alfred was getting rock hard under the other man’s hand, his body was getting hot and he started to pant slightly. Pre-cum was soon oozing out of his dick, getting smeared all over his length by the other’s hand making the motion go a lot more smoothly.

A slight groan escaped him when the king looked directly into his eyes, telling him, or asking him he wasn’t entirely sure and didn’t care either way, that he wanted to do with him after dinner. That he wanted him in his quarters. “Yes.” Alfred moaned out an answer as his hips where thrusting into the hand of the king relentlessly, increasing the friction and the pleasure that was befuddling his mind. It didn’t help when the king leaned up to his ear just in the moment where Alfred’s orgasm had started to built up under the furious, merciless stroking of his dick and whispered into his ear that he would be waiting for him in the quarters. The idea, the imagination of Arthur laying in bed in an erotic pose, barely covered, with a longing expression on his handsome face, waiting for him, waiting for him to take him, didn’t help much and what followed was a deep growl of pleasure when he felt his muscles constricting tightly, the thrusts of his hips getting irregular before he bucked up into the king’s hand, his eyes getting shut, his head leaning into his back as he was having his orgasm and pleasure was wiping away the hot pictures on his mind. The first swell of cum was erupting from his twitching cock, covering that hand in sperm, followed by the second huge load of cum.

He was breathing heavily and his grey eyes were peering into Arthur’s before he leaned down to the man and kissed his lips feverishly and passionately. He let his hand run over the other man’s cheek. “I’ll be there after dinner.” He whispered, giving the man another peek onto his lips. “I’ll love you however you want me to.” He breathed before he retreated from the other and quickly went over to wash himself again.

Alfred had just gotten ready and had taken his underpants up from the ground when he heard steps from outside the bathroom entering the king’s quarters. “Your majesty!” he heard the king’s servant’s voice who was followed by Arthur’s chamber maid who sounded nervous and worried since not only the man’s servant but also she had overslept. “I’m really sorry your highness, there is no apology for my failure. I will make your bed and clean the chamber right away…. Your highness? Where are you?” she called out to him and Alfred froze behind the bathroom door holding his underpants in his hand forgetting to put them on.

Trophies and Medals · June 1, 2019

"D-don.t laugh~!" Arthur said with a slight stutter in his voice and a faint blush rising to his cheeks. His wrists were held in place by Alfred's much stronger hands, looking shyly away from him. "No, I just thought something was wrong with me. I had no idea what it was but liking men in a sexual sense was certainly not one of them" Arthur said with a small shrug, looking back on the woman he had had been with. Sure, they were attractive, but it stirred nothing in him sexually. He was not even sure when he had started finding men something to look at, what stirred him to initially ask Alfred that night? What made him curious about men? His thoughts were interrupted when the other had pointed out he had no trouble getting hard for him. That was true, He got hard quite easily for Alfred. His lips were captured in a deep kiss, happily returning it.

Arthur was happy when Alfred had decided not to cut his hair. Alfred's hair was a thin veil, hiding the beauty underneath. The way his hair swayed as he...took him, The very thought made his heart pound even now. Maybe that was half the reason he did not want him to cut it too short? The idea made him blush as he continued his stroking, feeling the other get hard under his hands. He heard Alfred say to do it as if he were touching himself, not sure when the last time he touched himself was. Alfred...Alfred...thinking of him made him stroke the other faster.

Arthur could feel the other getting hard in his hand, the stroking becoming easier when pre- cum started to leak over his hand. It made the stroking motion much easier to do, looking him in the eyes as he said all those naughty things to Alfred. The others groan as he spoke made his heart jump into his throat, pounding as the other was thrusting his hips into his hand. It was hard to believe he could speak so sexually and with such beckoning desires filling his words. He really spoke like he had been doing this all his life. But at the same time, Arthur felt like he could not do it with such ease for anyone else. If it was not Alfred, could he talk so dirty? Did he want to talk so dirty?

Arthur felt the others bucking thrusts become irregular in his hand as Alfred moaned a 'Yes'. He watched as, not too much longer after he set a time for him to come to his chambers, Alfred had a large spurt of cum come from his erect cock. Another spurt soon followed; his hands coated in the others release. Alfred deep grey eyes looked deep into his, sending butterflies soaring through his stomach and the rest of his body. Arthur loved when Alfred's lips met his in a fevered and passionate kiss, more than eager to return the kiss.

"I will look forward to it..." Arthur spoke quietly, Alfred pecking his lips again in a quick manner. The only thing that will be going through his mind all day though will be Alfred taking him. All those methods he suggested of taking him would be coursing through his mind. His thoughts kept racing as he watched the other go clean himself. Those strong hips...riding them like a horse...His strong arms...holding him up while he took him against the wall. How was he supposed to decide? But one thing he knew for sure was that being taken against the wall was one way he wanted to be taken. He wanted those arms wrapped around him, back sliding up against the wall as he cried out Alfred's name. Focus...! How could Alfred give you such a dirty mind?

Arthur's breath hitched in a quiet gasp when he heard his servant come into his quarters. He froze up for a moment, not sure what to do as she started to speak. She apologized for her lateness and seemed to be searching for him, not knowing he was naked in the bathroom with Alfred. He had to think of some sort of plan and fast! He had an idea to stall for a little bit of time and it was the only idea he had now. He waved at Alfred to quickly get himself redressed, leaning against the bathroom door as he began to speak.

"Ah yes, I was wondering where you were" Arthur started to speak as he was quickly sliding on his own clothes tossed all over the bathroom floor. "There is no cause for alarm, I am in a terrible state from too much mead at the party. It would be far too improper of me to have let you seen me in my condition upon waking up" Arthur managed to slide on his shirt as he spoke, working on his pants. "You had not arrived yet...And I suppose in a way I am glad you had not. I was stumbling like a drunken fool at a festival" Arthur was able to slide on his pants with a small stumble as he fumbled with the front of his pants. "Alfred was passing by to check on me and I had asked him to help me into the bath before I might stain my clothes with my upchuck. Forgive your highness for being such a drunken mess" Arthur managed to fully dress himself, rubbing his eyes to look more hungover than he felt.

Arthur knew he could not say this was the furthest thing from the truth. He had asked his knight in a drunken state, to give him the experience of being with a man. And...it led to a profession of love between them! While he did not regret what he had done, he was sure they both knew that this was something they could not share with anyone. All of this...had to be kept a secret. It would be a passionate love that would be kept secret from anyone.

Arthur looked back at Alfred, making sure that he was decent before he slipped through the bathroom doorway. "I do feel a bit better, Alfred did me a great courtesy of drawing a warm bath to help me" He said with a warm smile as he looked over the bed. Good...No noticeable stains that were large enough to be of concern, Arthur thought as his eyes quickly scanned the sheets before looking back at his servant. "Now, is there anything on my agenda for the day I should take note of...?" He asked as he waited for the servant to get him fresher clean clothes. "Ah and thank you Sir Alfred for all of your assistance" He smiled warmly at him, knowing he assisted in more ways than he could allude to his servant. Alfred helped him realize that he loved men, that he loved him, the list continued on from there.

June 10, 2019

Bewilderment was to see on Alfred’s face even if merely for the blink of an eye. For a moment, this moment, their moment, he had been so deeply in a world where only he and his king were together that reality that came in the form of the voice of the monarch’s chamber maid had caught him off guard. Fortunately Arthur apparently had not been zoomed out as far as he had been and while the blond came up with a good excuse that was only half a lie Alfred was getting himself dressed. And although he looked presentable again his hair was wet and uncombed and there was nothing he could do about this now in that moment.

But that little problem of his was soon forgotten when Arthur had asked the chamber maid if there was anything on his agenda for that day that he shall take note of when he had stepped out of the bathroom and the woman in the plain gown stared at the king as if he was making a jest with her. “But your highness, have you forgotten that your lady mother has arranged for you to meet Princess Juliana today. She’ll arrive at the late afternoon after the long way she had taken onto herself from her country. And if it doesn’t go wrong because I overslept, may the lord have mercy on me, she’s going to be your wife soon. I heard she is a wonderful, gently, smart and stunningly beautiful young lady.” The woman spoke and a shudder ran over Alfred’s spine and his facial expression hardened.

After the height that had taken him up to heaven this felt like a dagger piercing through his skin and his flesh, through his ribs, right into his heart. It made his body go tense and this illusion of happiness that he had felt when the other man had said that he too loved him, the touches that had seemed as though they could give him wings to fly. Would there ever be happiness for him? For them? They couldn’t be together. Only in secret! And would the king go out of his way to be in secret with him if he married this woman? Would he even consider it? Arthur was too good and too innocent for that world and chances were high that if he married that woman, although he wouldn’t love her or couldn’t get it up for her would feel the responsibility to be faithful to her. To not betray her and sin with his knight.

Alfred couldn’t look at him when he left the bathroom and he was thanked for his ‘assistance’. He bowed before the king and devotedly spoke:”Always, your majesty.” and then walked towards the door when the chamber maid addressed him. “Sir Brighton, it is important that you take none of the men who had too much yesterday. The king needs to make the best impression when he welcomes Princess Juliana here and weavering, hungover knights won’t work in his favour.” She made sure to remind him. “Of course.” The black haired man spoke but he didn’t turn back around and left the king’s quarters.

His fist was hitting the stone wall of his own quarters after the door had fallen shut behind him. The idea of the king marrying had always been unpleasant, hurtful but it had been nothing compared to what the thought caused within in him now after this. It was so painful that he couldn’t take it and it was manifesting into an inferno of rage burning inside of his intestines like hellfire. After he had dropped the sweaty clothing from the night before that was on top of that soaked with alcohol and was starting to untangle and comb the mess that was his hair he was nearly pulling it out and he threw the comb onto the ground with violent force what made the jags shatter and he let out a curse, grabbing a strand of the long hair and a dagger, bringing the blade close to it. As he saw his reflection in the mirror he heard Arthur’s voice on his mind calling out ‘No’, telling him that he liked his hair and he let go of the strands and lowered the dagger.

After he had tied his hair in a ponytail and out of the way and dressed himself he actually managed to shove the thought of that foreign princess away. When his way crossed Sir James’s his mood actually lit up again thinking of his victory the day prior and seeing how displeased the other knight was. Going about his business the afternoon was there sooner than he wanted to and walking into the direction of the throne room biting, nagging feeling was back.

Arthur looked amazing. Gorgeous. Desirable. He’d marry him in a heartbeat. But he couldn’t. Of course he couldn’t. The mere idea was absurd. No this woman who would soon arrive would get this opportunity. And as Alfred was positioning himself next to the right side of the king’s throne he was not looking at him. He couldn’t. He couldn’t look at him knowing that he was waiting for this woman. Waiting to meet the candidate he would soon marry. Because if he did he’d not be willing to give him to her! He’d feel like slaying her and everyone standing in his way while he was grabbing the king running with him. It was absurd and he tried to distract himself by watching the people of the court appearing in the large hall, all waiting for the royal lady to arrive and to meet their king.

Trophies and Medals · June 12, 2019

Arthur looked shocked for a brief moment as the chambermaid had reminded him of visit arranged by his mother to see his...future wife. Princess Juliana..he was supposed to meet the woman that would be by his side in marriage and stand by his side as his future queen. "I...I am sure she is. You will..have to forgive my forgetfulness. My state this morning must have muddled with my memory" Arthur said with a small nod, speaking quietly. His world felt like it was crashing down around him now...

He had just confessed his love and affection for his knight..had just come to realize that his gaze and feelings were toward men. And now..the chambermaid reminded him of what was set to take place in the near future...his marriage. He did not even love the woman and he would have to marry her..for the sake of the kingdom. All of the touches from Alfred...how Alfred made him feel..Would the other even consider continuing what they had together? They both loved each other...but...he was set to be married. Surely, if he asked to continue, Alfred would surely turn away from him..

Was he a bad person...to actually be considering this for even a moment? You are going to be a married man Arthur! You can't just ask your knight to keep up their relationship after they were married...as if it was not already sinful enough. But now he would be breaking his vows of marriage if he were to continue with Alfred! But...he wanted him...he wanted him so badly. He wanted to continue feeling the others hands explore his body, he wanted to continue feeling the feelings he did not ever think he could experience. Tonight...He would be seeing him in his chambers tonight. He could ask him then...if he was a bad person for feeling this way? Was he a bad man...a bad king..for considering..no...wanting to continue to see him in secret? Would Alfred judge him...?

Arthur's eyes could not leave Alfred's back as he quietly walked out of his room. What was going through the others head right now? He surely knew he had a duty to perform for marrying her..but..what else was he thinking? They could talk later...He wanted to keep feeling the others pleasure while feeling his own pleasures he did not know existed. He could only hope Alfred would not reject him..that he would not live out the rest of his marriage and his life in a lie.

Arthur let the chambermaid help him get ready, wearing his finer clothes. It was not an event like a ball where he would be decked out in his finest but he could not be dressed casually by any means. He needed to impress Princess Juliana by looking his best and give her a good first impression. He dressed in a bright blue coat branding the family crest on its back, his hair slicked back by his maid so that not even one hair stood out of place. Arthur was dressed in his finest trousers, clasping his belt as his look was complete.

He donned his less formal crown on his head before he was guided into the throne room later that afternoon. It was not as jeweled as his more formal crown, but his favorite gems and the family colors lined its golden metal. Arthur sat down in his throne, his gaze going up towards Alfred's face. Would he even look at him? Would he be making a big mistake later in telling the other about his feelings, his feelings of wanting the other despite his upcoming marriage? Would he think lesser of him?

The court soon filed in, murmuring and moving in eagerness to meet the Princess. The foreign princess will meet their king and they would soon be united in matrimony, two kingdoms coming together as one. Arthur wished he didn't have to do this at all...he did not want to be here at all. But he had to keep up his appearances, treat the Princess with kindness and the eagerness of a man who desired women...who would be excited to meet their future bride. You can do this..You can keep up this lie! Arthur tried to talk himself up and hype himself up to start what would be a long lie and performance.

Soon, a carriage pulled up into the front of the castle, the large doors opening wide for her to step in. Footmen helped her out of the carriage, the appearance of a merlot color haired woman stepping out of its carriage. Her smooth pale frame was covered by an elegant green dress that framed her figure perfectly. If Arthur loved women, he would be gushing over her appearance. While she was beautiful, it did not stir his heart or his feelings.

He stood up from his throne and met Princess Juliana a few feet in front of his throne. "Thank you for gracing me with your presence Princess Juliana. I cannot help but be captivated by your beauty, your hair the color of a fine wine. I welcome you to the kingdom. I hope you will find our hospitality suited to your desires" He said with a soft smile, reaching out to take her hand with his gloved one. He kissed the top of her hand gently, a small smile gracing Juliana's face. "I am happy to be in your presence myself Sir Arthur York. Your mulberry purple eyes as beautiful as I could have imagined" She spoke with a softer smile and a curtsy. Arthur hated he had to act so interested but he needed to keep her pleased and happy.

“Come, my court will take your bags to your room. They will show you to your room after we had dinner. I do hope the kingdoms delicacies are to your liking” he forced a warm smile to appear on his face. He had to look happy for his future..wife. He did not love this woman and wouldn’t marry her if he had any choice in the matter. He guided Princess Julianna’s hand to the dining area, holding her slender hand in his as it seemed to please her

June 13, 2019

Soon he could see the crowd raking their heads, pushing against each other to get a better view at the arriving carriage, at the people who were rushing around it and first and foremost princess Juliana in her green, flattering gown that matched her hair that shimmered in a merlot colour. She was beautiful. She was beautiful and Alfred hated it. When he looked at her he didn’t see anything he could ridicule, not even her posture and attitude. Gosh, he had wished for her to be a second lady Camilla. A vain, arrogant woman who wore too tight and small dresses to make her tits jump into every man’s face. But princess Juliana wasn’t like that, she looked classy.

And when Arthur, his Arthur, approached her, treated her that kindly and gently, kissed her hand the knight would have liked to throw up but he just kept standing there, not blinking, not making a single noise, just standing there guarding the king with his men although looking at that scene and imagining that he’d marry her felt like someone was eviscerating him like a bloody boar after a hunt and he had to admit to himself that he was taking it a lot worse than he had expected.

Alfred had known it. He had known that this would happen one day. That he’d have to watch Arthur marry. That he’d have to guard his wife too. That he’d have to protect the royal family thereafter and he had thought that he could handle it just fine, that he was professional enough and that the security and happiness of the king was the highest priority and that he had no right to feel jealous or possessive but he was pretty much feeling jealous and possessive and he didn’t want to watch Arthur being that kind to her, her smiling that nonchalantly and happily, her being excited about it. And he certainly didn’t want to think about the king fathering an heir with this woman. Then again he had learned Arthur didn’t get it up when he was with a woman. But he sure as hell didn’t want to think of him trying and then ending up toying and pleasuring her either.

Without noticing his face had gotten a stern, bitter look and his hand was holding the hilt of his sword so tightly and strongly that his knuckles were sticking out in a chalk white tone. The king’s guard followed and accompanied the king and his princess as well as the nobility out of the throne hall and into the dining hall. The table was busting with food, wine and mead but Alfred, who was a few meters behind the king at all times was not feeling a tad hungry. It didn’t even look appealing to him.

The further the evening progressed the angrier he got. He had to hear every ever so nice word between the two, he had to see every small body contact and advances both of them made, he saw her eyes shine, saw her smile and it only made him clench his teeth. It got even worse when he heard a noble man and his wife gossiping about what a beautiful pair the king and the princess were. A beautiful pair! A beautiful pair! They were indeed. It was undeniable. Much to his dismay! No one would obviously ever say that about him and Arthur. Heck, if anything they’d call him a devil who had seduced and poisoned their king.

The knight tried to distract himself by focussing on some of the other guests and what they were saying and the first time in his entire life he had a moment in which he found lady Camilla almost likeable when he saw her leaning over to the old man Sir Edward saying:”She isn’t even pretty. Look at her scrawny figure. This is not how a real woman shall look like. And this stupid smile. Have you seen the gap between her teeth? She probably thinks it’s cute but it’s not. And that accent, horrible. Absolutely unfit to be a queen! I can’t see how they make a beautiful couple at all.” And the old knight nodded saying:”Totally.” Although he had not even listened at all. He was getting wasted again and had been staring at Camilla’s busting out tits the entire time she had been talking. And although it normally wasn’t Alfred’s gig to wish Camilla upon anyone, he couldn’t help but to feel satisfaction in knowing that the woman with the blond curly hair, the ample bosom and the thick red lips would make life at court miserable for Princess Juliana with all her might.

He didn’t know what drove him when he found himself walking down the floor that led to the king’s quarters at night a few hours after the long walk with the king’s mother, Arthur and Juliana they had taken after dinner to talk had been over. It was ridiculous that he was heading there. Yes, the king had ordered him to, he had asked him to, he had wanted to sleep with him but that had been before Juliana. And Princess Juliana was currently residing in the quarters not far from the kings. It was complete madness to actually go not to mention how mad he was.

It was ridiculous to be mad at the king. It wasn’t like the man had a realistic choice. He had not. He ought to marry Juliana and if not Juliana than someone else his mother chose. This was his duty as the king. The man was being responsible and doing what was right, what he had to do for the kingdom, as their ruler. He couldn’t blame him and yet he couldn’t help but to feel mad, to feel angry, to feel hurt.

This was pathetic. He, Sir Alfred Brighton, was pathetic. He was aware of that when he was knocking at the door of the king’s quarters, stepping inside, letting it fall shut behind himself. With a twisted expression on his face and narrowed eyebrows he stopped right at the door. The black haired man was standing there, his grey eyes staring at the king. He didn’t move, didn’t say a thing. He just stood there and examined the other, letting the silence consume them for a while before he finally spoke. “I’m here. As you requested your majesty.”

Trophies and Medals · June 14, 2019

Arthur guided her to the dining hall, the table filled to its brim with a variety of food and drink. He had pulled out her chair, wanting to be a proper gentleman. He had to get through this evening without incident..and he wanted to make sure Juliana stayed happy. If she was going to be his future wife, she had to remain happy and pleased. He did not want to even begin to think of how he was supposed to have their wedding and kiss her like he enjoyed it, much less when it came to their relations. He knew that would be a failure and would rather like to avoid it all together.

Relations..Arthur thought as he sat down in his chair, staring at the food in front of him. Images of Alfred came into his head again,from their night of passion. Alfred's hands caressing his body..hi swaying black hair that moved with every thrust into him..the hard rough thrusts of that large hard cock pounding him mercilessly while he cried out the others name. Even images of Alfred taking him in those new position filled his mind as he casually covered his front before Juliana would notice. Thankfully it went away quickly but Juliana seemed to notice he was distracted.

"Sir Arthur? You seem distracted by something? Is something the matter?" Juliana asked him, reaching out and holding the others hand in her own. "Hmm? Oh sorry m'lady, I have other thoughts occupying my mind. I am just...so happy to have you here" Arthur tried to distract her from asking any further questions about his state of mind. What would he even say to her? I am thinking about my man love who is standing only feet away? Thinking of the pleasure he can give me that no woman or you could ever possibly provide me?

They ended up talking the rest of the dinner, mostly Arthur listening to stories of her kingdom and her life. He never drank a drop of alcohol, sticking with eating his meal. The dinner felt like it was dragging on forever..He wanted this night to end! But it seemed he had to spend even more time with her and his mother as everyone had gotten up from the table to continue talking. Annabelle, his younger sister, had retired to her room, leaving them alone to talk. Arthur was barely paying attention, agreeing and responding without thinking much on what he said, responding robotically to what they both wanted to hear. It seemed to please his mother and Juliana, his mother seeming pleased at the match of her son with the princess.

Arthur was more than happy to be able to leave as soon as the walk was over. He didn't want to have to keep pretending to be romantically interested in her anymore today. It was starting to wear him down and he felt like he was living a lie in front of them both. No...He was living a lie! He had feelings for a man and he did not even want to marry this woman...or any woman. Yet he knew he had a duty to perform..it was something he had to do whether he wanted to do or not..

Arthur knew hours had passed as he was left to his own thoughts in his room, not even bothering to take anything off but for his crown. He set it down on the desk as he turned to look in a nearby mirror. "What are you even doing Arthur..?" He asked himself, looking at his reflection. Was he actually considering what went through his mind...? He..wanted to continue his relationship with Alfred. He was actually considering and wanting to break the sanctity of a marriage, even if a loveless one on his end, just to be with Alfred. But would Alfred feel the same way? Would he accept continuing the relationship despite his upcoming marriage? Even if they both confessed their love to each other only that morning?

It seemed he would soon find out his answer as Alfred stepped into his quarters, the doors closing behind him. The silence filled the room like a thick fog, the others eyes baring into his soul as his words seemed to fail him. He stared back into the others eyes, not sure how to feel about the others twisted expression and narrowed eyebrows. But he had to get his feelings out there...Even if Alfred rejected him. His knight might look down on him for wanting a secret sexual relationship with him when he was to be married...but if he did not say so now he would always regret it.

"Am I a bad person Alfred?" Arthur asked quietly, taking a few steps toward him. "I had to be nice to this woman all night but all I could think about was you..All I could think of was the way you are and were able to make me feel" Arthur kept walking toward Alfred, standing in front of him now. He looked up into those stormy eyes, his heart skipping a beat as he tried to get his words together.

"Am I a bad person...for still wanting you...? Even after I have to get married to her, I still want you.." Arthur said quietly as he nervously looked up into the others eyes. "I still love you and only you Alfred Brighton.." He spoke quietly as he wrapped his arms around the others waist lovingly. He pulled himself as close as he was able as he continued to speak. "Please..Make tonight our night. Make my body and lips forget her name and make them both plead only for you. I want you...I need you...Against the wall...any position or way you can think of" Arthur finally finished his speaking, still looking into those stormy eyes that caused a storm through his body. Would he still accept him? Would he think him mad for wanting to break the vows and faithfulness of marriage to be with him? He could only hope Alfred would not see him as someone so sinful to voice his needs and wants in this fashion. But he truly wanted Alfred...in anyway he was able to have him.

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June 14, 2019

He didn’t know what he had expected to hear, what he had expected to happen after he had made his presence known, had told the other that he had complied to his order but that wasn’t it. A slightly questioning look was appearing on his face when the king asked him whether he was a bad person. “No. Why your highness?” he responded, still sounding rather formal and distant not so sure as to what to do or say or what the other wanted to tell him with this.

At least that part got clarified when Arthur moved towards him, telling him how he had to be nice to the princess the whole evening while he had been able to think about was Alfred and how Alfred made him feel. Alfred didn’t move, nor did he blink, although his heart was thumping too hard, like the beat of a war drum. He held his breath and inhaled the other’s scent when the king was that close to him, telling him that he loved him and only him, that he wanted him, that he wanted him although he had to get married, feeling the man’s arms wrapping around his waist, and the gracious, slim body of the monarch pressing against his more muscular frame.

And when he heard the man speak how he wanted him to make that nights theirs, to make his body his, that he wanted him, needed him a shudder of arousal was running through his veins and the knight of the king’s guard was letting out an animalistic, deep growl, a roar. His hand reached out and he grabbed the monarch’s jaw firmly before he leaned down and pressed his lips against the other’s forcefully, his tongue sliding into the blond’s mouth deeply, like a snake that wanted to slither inside him via his throat. He kissed him demandingly and roughly and even when their lips parted and his grey eyes peered into that handsome, glorious face of the king, his king, the man whom he belonged too, he didn’t loosen the grip of his hand that was forcing the man’s chin up making him look him into the grey eyes that were glowing with the fire of passion and love but also of anger.

“It made me so mad!” he whispered into the other man’s ear with a hissing voice that was shaking as it was busting with emotion as Alfred bit down on Arthur’s ear. “So mad, your majesty.” He repeated. “To see you being so kind to her. How she smiled at you. Her shiny eyes, Her touching you like you were hers. I’d have loved to wreck her pretty face your highness.” He confessed, pressing his burning lips against the man’s neck, roughly sucking on the skin. “I know I have no right. No right to be angry. No right to be jealous. I am not entitled to you. You are entitled to command me as you please, I am your knight, your subordinate, but I can’t help it.” He admitted and laughed joylessly. “It makes me so mad. So mad that I could turn into a snake like Camilla is one.” The black haired said and his voice became sharp, as he suddenly grabbed the king by his shoulders, turned around and pinned him up against the wall, staring into his gorgeous eyes.

“You can punish me and reprimand me for what I am about to say and do, how presumptuous and impertinent of a man I am to talk to a king like that, to tell a king what to do,” he said,” but don’t you dare to get the idea to ever be too good and pure of a man to decide to be faithful to that woman and to not touch me anymore after you’re married. Don’t you dare to make a bitter, venomous viper like Camilla out of me by telling me that you love me and then throwing me away! Don’t you dare to start loving her! Ever!” his voice rang through the quarters as his strong hand was groping the king’s crotch, grabbing and squeezing his cock in its confinement before he violently ripped Arthur’s pants down, exposing his dick, running his hand over it, feeling it, it’s heat, it’s pulse, pressing the man closer against the wall with his body, his own growing erection gracing him, as he was kissing him even wilder, more unrestrained, devouringly, greedily as though he was eager to take it all so that there wasn’t anything left for Juliana to claim.

When the kiss broke and saliva was connecting them he harshly turned the king around and made him face the wall, with a firm grip he was squeezing his luscious arse cheeks, giving him a small slap on the ass that echoed back from the walls in the silent room, letting out another animal noise, before he was spreading the cheeks, wide, the sight of the rosy twitching hole turning him on further, as he was rubbing his fingers over it, spat on the hole, before pushing two fingers inside hastily, stretching Arthur’s anus out impatiently, to then quickly taking them out again already, pulling down his own pants, his raging boner springing free, spitting into his hand, smearing his cock with the saliva and in a matter of second he already pushed his hard rod into him, burring it into the hot tightness that was the other’s rectum, his hands holding the man’s hips with a crushing force, pulling his arse towards himself as he began to pound him as though to mark him, to demonstrate that Arthur was his.

He was pressing the shorter body against the wall with his weight and strength, one hand stroking the other man’s cock vigorously as his hips were thrusting into him relentlessly, hitting that prostate like a hammer over and over again. “I love you! I love you your majesty! This woman will never love you like I do!” he called into the other’s ear in a heated, raging, passion, biting, kissing and sucking the other’s neck while he was fucking him hard against the stone wall, his breathing laboured and heated.

Trophies and Medals · June 15, 2019

Arthur was surprised that in response to his confessions and worries that he heard a deep animalistic growl coming from Alfred. He made a small gasp of surprise when Alfred held his jaw firmly in his hand, having very little time to ask what he was going to do. His lips were taken into a firm kiss, the others tongue forcing its way into his mouth. Arthurs eyes slipped shut, opening his mouth wider to more easily accept the others invading tongue. The kiss was rough and hungry, like a wild animal that had not eaten for a long time. Their lips finally parted, able to take a proper breath even if his jaw was still in the others tight grasp. Alfred’s eyes truly looked like a powerful storm, filled with so many emotions in those grey storm cloud eyes.

Arthur heard the other speak of his feelings...his feelings of anger. Alfred was speaking of how much he hated their interactions…of how jealous he was as he roughly sucked on his neck. He was…jealous? Alfred could not see him with anyone else but him? He was unable to help letting out a quiet moan at the others rough neck sucking. He kind of enjoyed the fact that Alfred was jealous and possessive of him. It made his heart pound; it only made his heart pound more when the other had him pinned up against the wall. This was already better than he imagined it, Arthur thought to himself as he found he liked being pinned by the older man.

Arthur let out a pleasure filled moan when he felt the others hand practically devouring his hard manhood over his pants. “I…ah…only will love you…mmm…Alfred” He tried to say between moans, his voice shaking as he tried to form a coherent sentence. The cold air of the room soon hit his dick as his pants were violently ripped from his body, soon replaced by the others warm hand. His back was soon fully pressed against the wall, feeling his body against his. Their lips joined in a wild kiss, quickly tossing aside his formal coat and dress shirt unceremoniously to the floor. He wanted to feel more of him...give into his animalistic pleasure he felt without alcohol filling his body. Arthur reached up, knotting his hands in the others hair that he loved so much to grab and feel.

Their kiss was soon broken as Arthur soon found himself being turned to face the wall. He let out a small wince at being spanked but did not even mind the small slap. He could hear the hungry noise, imaging the others face looking at his back in such a wild hungry that it made his heartbeat faster in anticipation. Just as quick as he realized that Alfred had two fingers in him that they were soon removed. “Ah!” Arthur gasped as he felt the others dick force itself inside in a quick thrust. His mouth hung open as sounds of pleasure came forth from his quivering lips.

Arthurs face was pressed against the wall, his hands fruitlessly grasping at the wall in front of him. His legs shook as his prostate was hit repeatedly, sending hot boiling pleasure throughout his body. He was so focused on the pleasure to keep himself quiet or cover his mouth, wanting Alfred to hear how much he affected him and how good he made him feel. He could feel the others passionate hated kisses on his neck, his cries only growing louder. “I’m all yours…Ahhh…always yours!” He moaned in a loud lustful cry, unable to control himself for much longer. The repeated thrusts into his prostate sent him to a quick release, it spilling on himself, the floor and a bit on the wall in front of him.

Arthur breathed heavily as he had his hands pressed up against the wall to keep him standing. God his body felt so good! While it was still good under the influence of alcohol, not being drunk made sex all the more better to enjoy. He was aware of every little motion and knew it would make things much easier to remember since he was not wasted. ‘Again…please…take me again” Arthur groaned, pulling himself off the other and turning himself around. He did not know how he was standing and frankly did not care. He wanted to feel the others love and hear those sweet words again and again until the end of time. That husky hot sex laced voice drove him mad…!

Arthur pulled Alfred toward the bed, him being the one to take Alfred’s lips in a frenzied hungry kiss of his own. He sat himself on the others lap, grinding himself against the others cock, feeling the warm flesh of the other underneath him. He did not care about the state of his body tomorrow or what condition he was in, wanting to think only of Alfred. Quick kisses he left down Alfred's neck as he roughly sucked on the flesh under his lips. Even his neck was muscular… He thought as he put more force into his grind.

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July 14, 2019

Alfred was thrusting into the other relentlessly and without mercy. The moans he drew from the king only encouraged him to go harder, to take all of that man, to show him that he was his although in reality it was reversed. Alfred left out deep growls and low moans which were mixing with the sound of skin clashing against skin and his balls slapping against his arse as he was ramming his hard rod into the other over and over again.

Arthur’s muscle was devouring him, choking his cock, making the knight go blank with the pleasure that was shooting up into his brain. All there was on his mind was the pleasure and the urge to fill the other man with his seeds till he’d burst, to own him, claim him, show him whom he belonged to. His hand even grabbed the king’s hair as he pulled his head back towards himself, sloppily and heatedly kissing him, moaning into the kiss.

Apparently all of that was a little much because the blond didn’t last long. Alfred could soon feel the man’s muscle constricting hard as in an attempt to milk his cock while Arthur was cumming hard, shooting his load against the wall, his royal sperm dripping onto the ground. It was too soon to make the knight orgasm at the same time, he was still hard, still craving to climax but seeing the panting, wobbly mess the king was made him realise that he might have gotten carried away here. That he had been too rough with the other, driven by his anger and his emotions.

“Your majesty I….” he started, wanting to say something but Arthur already turned around to him, asking him to take him again. And damn was this man hot! When he turned around to him with that gaze, out of breath, high on pleasure and craving to be fucked and ravaged by his cock again. The king however didn’t even wait for an answer. He pulled his knight towards the bed and soon the black haired felt the blanket and the sheets greeting his naked arse as he was sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard.

He took a deep breath when the other approached him and dragged him into a hungry kiss that was like a thunderstorm of lust and heat while the other man straddled him, his sexy arse grinding against his throbbing, pre-cum oozing manhood, making Alfred moan into the kiss while their tongues danced with each other. Alfred was handing himself over to the other, leaning his head to the side, giving the man more space to caress and kiss and suck on his neck. The feeling electrifying his skin and sending small pleasurable sparks through him, while his thick cock was teased with more force by the other, creating more friction that made the pleasure that had been interrupted to built up again.

The knight was breathing labouredly, his chest sinking and rising, his hands wandering down the gorgeous body of the king, down the sides of his torso, over his hips and towards his arse, grabbing the cheeks tight, spreading them apart. “Spread your hole! Put my cock inside of you!” he breathed into the other’s ear lustingly, biting and nibbling on the king’s jaw. “Ride me your majesty!” he told him. “I want to fill up to the brim! I want to see you dance on me!”

Trophies and Medals · July 25, 2019

Arthur was glad Alfred seemed to show no resistance when he was so insistant on being taken again. He had the other leaned up against the headboard while he took him into a passionate kiss. While he was grinding on him, he could hear Alfred moaning in their kiss. Alfreds kisses felt like meat being fed to a starving man, not wanting their lips to ever part. His heart pounded in their kiss, craving and needing every single moment of it. When their kiss finally did part, he kissed down to the others neck. He roughly sucked and kissed the others neck, loving the soft yet muscular skin underneath his lips.

Arthurs lips finally left the others neck, needing a moment to take deep breaths. He groaned when he felt the others hands sliding over his body. He bit down hard on his bottom lip when his arse cheeks were spread apart. Oh god the others voice..! Arthur shivered underneath the others lusting voice in his ear. Sure, he had heard it before but it still sent shivers down his spine. The things he said..he was at mercy to the words that filled his mind with such dirty thoughts. In here...in bed...he was at the others mercy. He was not the king, not the one in control. When they were alone together...Alfred was king.

"Yes...' He said in a breathless moan as Alfred bit and nibbled his jaw. Oh how he wanted Alfred to take him all night long. He did not want to think about anything that happened today but just the two of them. He did not think he would be doing all these positions the other mentioned in one day, only expecting the one about being taken against the wall. But now he would get to try many things with his sexy knight.

As the other spoke, Arthur remembered the other mentioning the use of lotions of some sort for this kind of thing. When he managed to get his breaths to a non labored pace, he brought himself to a shakey stand. He knew he would not be able to walk in a bit and wanted to get this lotion to help him now. Arthur thought of how much he did not want to be apart from him at the moment, not wanting to leave his strong hands grazing his body.

Arthur managed to walk, while at a slow pace, to the bathroom, grabbing a bottle. He didn't take too long as he wanted to quickly be back in Alfreds arms. "This okay...?" He asked, figuring it would serve its purpose. It might make things easier on him since he had never done this before..and even Alfred had said it would help for such things for lubricant. Arthur got himself back on the bed, pouring out a bit of the lotion into his hand. Once he determined there was enough in his hand, he lowered it to Alfreds member. Arthur moved a bit quick in spreading the lotion over Alfred, wanting to be taken already.

It was getting agonizing to wait any longer! Arthur wiped what lotion lingered on his hands on his bed sheet, making his way back into a straddling position. He reached down to hold Alfreds member in his hand, it now being slippery from the lotion. Arthur managed a good enough grip to hold it still, adjusting himself above the other. He braced himself as he slowly lowered himself onto the other, letting go as he got down far enough. Arthur took a few deep breaths as he got used to the other again and the feeling of the lotion inside. He adjusted his position once more before working himself up to move at a slow pace to get used to moving like this. "G-Good..?" Arthur tried to get out after a moan, not sure if he was doing a good enough job to make the other feel good too.

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