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Serik smiled and kissed the man's cheek. "You're going to spoil me, you know." He wasn't used to his significant others paying him so much attention. Most were with him simply for the attention he could bring upon them with his title. He knew it now, and still dated some, but mostly he kept to himself which is how he wound up betrothed to the Greece princess-because his mother was a meddling witch.
 
Armande smiled. "That's my plan." He stated, tugging his shirt sleeve up slightly to look at the watch. "You spoil me." He stated, showing it off a bit and he then returned his sleeve to its proper place. He smiled and leaned over to kiss his head. "I really am going to pamper you like a little princess." he grinned. "Make you love it too!"
 
He laughed a bit. "That is nothing. A love token, remember?" he teased with a light smile.

They stood chatting for a bit longer, Serik finishing his beer and handing the bottle back to the bartender in exchange for a glass of water now. He enjoyed drinking every once in a while but had never enjoyed being drunk. "I can spoil you beyond your wildest dreams," the blond offered, fully serious.
 
"Oh how I hope so." He grinned and kissed his head gently. "okay. Let's get going." He smiled and took a hold of his hand, lacing their fingers while he began to walk toward the door so that they could leave. He really did want to head out. Just done with this whole thing right now. He was done socializing.
 
He lead them to the coat room to pick up their own, and held Armande's for him until he had slipped into it. Linking their hands together once more, Serik lead them out into the cool night, strolling slowly towards the car. He heard the subtle footsteps behind them and chuckled a bit, walking on for a few more steps before turning back. "Go home, Dennis."

"But..." The small brunette scurried forward. "Your parents! What shall I tell them?"

"Absolutely nothing!" the prince answered, patting his assistant's head. "Tell them you gave me the message and you saw me leave and assumed I was taking my date to his apartment before returning home. It's the truth." Smiling, the blond turned and began walking again.
 
Armande turned to look at Dennis. Listening to the other and he smiled lightly. He gave him a small wave. "He'll be safe. I promise. Trying to make his father die, not him." he grinned and pulled the other into his side, kissing Serik's temple. he really was looking forward to spending more time with him. He waved once more to Dennis before leading the way toward the car some more.

It was a twenty minute ride to his apartment complex and the man happily led the way up the stairs. Taking the other's hands and hugging him as he walked to the room. His apartment was nothing fancy. Just one bedroom, one both, fairly decent kitchen, a living room with a nice couch and tv. The things inside were quite nice, just not necessarily the most amazing apartment. "So... What was that about having my naughty way with you?"
 
Serik snuggled close to Armande for the car ride. He was glad to finally be in the privacy of the car without having to worry that some rogue photographer was following them. Or, worse, someone for his father.

Walking into the apartment, the blond took a look around to just take it in. He didn't give the other man time to even take his jacket off before wrapping his arms around Armande's waist and pressing their lips together passionately. He'd been waiting all night to kiss him properly, but had held back until they were alone together. "What?" he asked breathlessly as he pulled their lips apart. "Not going to even offer me a drink before whisking me off to your bedroom?"
 
Armande went wide-eyed when he was suddenly kissing them an. His arms instantly wrapped around him, pulling him closer and pressing their bodies ever closer as well, kissing him passionately for a while before he pulled away with a soft sigh. "Well, I figure I've been boozing you up the whole night." He smiled, holding him still as his ruby eyes fluttered down to his. "Would you like a drink, or me first?"
 
Serik bit his bottom lip, pretending to think about the decision. It was no contest, of course, but it was fun to tease a little anyway. After a moment, the blond leaned up and nipped at the taller man's bottom lip before kissing him again. "I think you are much sweeter than any drink could be..." The blond gave a small smile and cuddled further into Armande's arms, kissing along his neck and collar bone.
 
Armande grinned as he felt the kisses. His arms tightened around him for a few moments before he leaned down to kiss the top of his ear, nipping the flesh gently with a playful little buck into his hips. "Good choice." he purred and then reached down to slide his hands over his rear. He pulled the blond up and on his form, holding him tightly and gripping him some more, kissing him once more while he began to lead the way toward his bedroom, which luckily had a very nice King sized bed.
 
He squeaked a bit as he was lifted up but easily wrapped his legs around Armande's hips as they began walking. Serik's fingers slid through the other man's hair, returning the kisses enthusiastically. "I thought so," he answered in a breathless voice between the kisses. Serik laid on the bed when Armande placed him there. The brunette wanted to have his way with him, and so Serik was going to make him do all the work.

He knew that he could very easily fall deeply in love with this man.
 
Armande lookd down at the other and he smiled a little more. "Gorgeous little thing." He whispered, pushing his shoes off before he set the jacket on his suit to the side on a nearby chair. He tugged at his tie before a smirk pulled to his lips. Pulling the tie off, he slid onto the bed, straddling the blond's hips. He pressed their lips together in a passionate embrace, fingers gliding over his arms and pressing his wrists together, loosely tying them with the tie from his suit. He wanted his hands able to get out in case he got worried he would do something or feel too confined, but just tight enough to keep his hands up.
 
He whimpered a little, showing his displeasure at not being able to explore the beautiful man above him with his hands. "Cruel," he muttered, leaning up for another distraction. Serik wrapped a leg around the brunette's waist, pulling their hips together tightly with a soft groan. He was quite adept at using other parts of his body other than his hands to get what he wanted, it was just more work. The prince thrust his hips up rhythmically into Armande's.
 
Armande bit his bottom lip before leaning down to kiss the crook of his neck. He ground into him a few times and let out a soft sigh. "mm... I am cruel, but so are you." He grinned, kissing down and along his neck and over the front of his chest. He began to unbutton his shirt with his hands while his teeth moved to pull his zipper down, breathing on the flesh beneath.
 
He collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily with one arm flung over the other man's waist. It had been a long time since Serik had been manhandled the way that he had just been, and he wasn't sure he was able to do more than just lie there. It was nearly fifteen minutes later that the blond found the strength to turn onto his side and pull the blankets up over his hips. "Amazing night..." he whispered.
 
Armande panted beside the other, his eyes closed and he took in a few deep breaths to try and relax. He looked down at the other and smirked some more. He trailed his fingers through the blond locks of the prince. He was quite lovely and he was very happy with how the night turned out. He leaned down and kissed his head and then pulled him closer. He nipped his ear with a grin. "Yes it was." he whispered and then kissed him again.
 
Humming softly, Serik settled into the man's side. "So want to explain to me how someone can feel so safe in another person's arms when not even two weeks ago that other person was tasked with killing them?" he asked, slightly amused with the situation. The blond yawned a bit, tired and ready to fall asleep but still not ready to let the night end completely, either.
 
Armande looked down at the other and he smiled lightly. "because you know I will defend you until the death?" He smiled, kissing his head and pulling him closer into his side. He then pulled the blankets up over themselves some more and he sunk lower into the man. He trailed his fingers through his hair some more. "I don't really know, to be honest. Perhaps it's just how the fates work. They do find it amusing when stuff like this happens. Meant to kill you, wind up falling for you..."
 
"So you're falling for me?" he asked, looking up at Armande and grinning at him. "Because I'd understand if you were just unable to resist my sexy body and charming ways..." The blond pecked a quick kiss to the other man's lips and settled back down again, his head resting on Armande's chest.
 
Armande smirked. "Well, it was initially that cute little butt of yours that caught my eye, but that was more for where the poison arrow would hit best." He grinned and kissed him back, holding him once again. "And sadly, yes. It's so very annoying that I really am falling for you." he looked down at the blond, sighing as he did so. "I'm a shit assassin I think."
 
"Well you don't have to worry about that anymore, right?" he asked, trying not to sound as hopeful as he felt. "Besides, I think that your calling was truly was to be a prince's lover. You do that job very, very well." The prince drifted into a very contented sleep without hearing the other man's answers, warm and comfortable and happy.
 
Armande leaned to the side, seeing the other and he smiled some more. Leaning down, he kissed his head and then sunk into the bed a little more to sleep soundly with the other. Rolling onto his side and kissing his lips. "Sleep well." he whispered before falling asleep beside him as well.
 
Serik was jolted out of the best sleep he'd had in months by his cell phone ringing. "Shit..." The blond mumbled as he slid out of the bed and stumbled towards where his pants (okay so they turned out to be Armande's pants and he had to crawl under the bed for his own) had landed and dug the phone out. "If no one is dead, I'm sleeping and will be home by noon."

Dennis seemed out of sorts with the answer, stumbling over himself. "But...but sir! Your parents! They want to see you! I told them you were only getting ready!"

"Well then I obviously didn't hire you for your quick thinking and smarts," he muttered, ending the call and pulling himself up to get dressed.
 
Armande yawned when he heard the phone. Rolling onto his side and watching the other crawl about to get his pants. He pouted, scooting toward the edge where the other was and reaching forward. He took a hold of his hand and pulled him onto hte bed, leaning up to kiss his lips lightly. "The Mama-hen is getting concerned, I take it?" he kissed the crook of his neck, arms wrapping around his hips, a gentle yawn passing his lips. "Should I bring you back?"
 
He groaned, knowing that he was now going to fight to stay in the bed. The blond kissed the other man a few times, curling into his warm side. "Never sure with Dennis," he answered. "He gets so flustered you can never get much information out of him. Serik smiled and gave Armande a slow and lingering kiss. "Stay in bed," he whispered, slowly pulling himself back to standing. "I have something to do this evening that I committed to, but we'll have dinner after, yes?" The blond slipped his pants and shirt on, looping his tie around his neck without tightening it. "We have events for the rest of the week after tonight."
 
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