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The Prince's Gift (Perfection and NaoChan)

"I really doubt it," Jaedan murmured, glancing down at Eiravan and raised his eyebrows. "Dismounting so soon because...?" he wanted to know with his head cocked to the side as he watched Eira with his red eyes. "I guess we can walk the rest of the way. Especially if you are going to get all worked up and freak Skite out," he said, sliding off his horse. "Come on then."
 
The prince had not met the others gaze directly for a few minutes now, a very uncommon characteristic for him, for any high-ranking noble really. Direct eye contact was everything when one had power or pride. Indeed Eira dismounted so that he wouldn't let Jaedan see the physical affect he was having on him. Stupid Skite would innocently give him away for sure. "Because my legs are time. I'm only a spoiled second born, remember. No discipline," he used the other one's former blow to his advantage this time.

"If there is nothing more intresting to see than a pool of water I'll just be heading back," he said simply, tossing his head up slightly and turning Skite back in the direction of the castle. Like hell he was going to let Jaedan get to him, he told himself. Begged himself really... it was taking up for too much energy to keep up this charade.
 
"There is plenty much more than just the pool," Jaedan said softly, walking up behind the prince and grabbed him around the middle. He easily lifted him off of his feet and started to carry him toward the direction of the water. "I thought you said that the water was no problem..." he whispered softly into his ear, nipping his neck gently.

As he held him, his hand went down to Eira's crotch and rubbed at it, slowly but with some firmness on it. "We don't have to go in it. It's just pretty to look at," he whispered softly, hot breath over Eira's neck.
 
Eiravan protested as he was lifted into the other one's saddle, annoyed that he was being treated like some child so easily tossed around and charred to were ever the other pleased. It was certainly annoying!

Not that he had much time to complain when the mention of the pool was back in subject. Jaedan wasn't going to let this go and he would know soon enough of his fear. As if he didn't already guess. Just one more thing to be held over him, he assumed. He wanted desperately to believe the other's words but something distracted him.

The hand brushing between his legs caused a light squeak in surprise, he moved to grab Jaedan's hand but found it unmovable by strength alone. The prince shifted uncomfortably (do to a little growing pleasure and nervousness as the pool drew near) in his limited space. He muttered words in his own language, but nothing the other would understand.
 
Jaedan rubbed his growing erection against his backside as his hand massaged Eiravan's crotch. When they reached the little sparkling pool of clear blue water, Jaedan halted his horse and continued with his rubbing. His lips found Eiravan's neck and started to kiss up and down it gently, softly, slowly.

"Move too much and we'll fall right off..." he whispered into his ear, nibbling on the lobe in a seductive way for only a moment. Then his lips went back to suckling on his neck. His hands then reached inside of the leggings he wore and grabbed hold of Eira's cock and started to stroke up and down it with one hand and his other massaged his balls.
 
Eira's eyes were the color of the pool as they widened in fear. The sight of the water, looking far bigger than the fountain paralyzed him in his seat. It was hard to mask his fear when Jaedan was using up his concentration with other methods. The warning about moving was not necessary. But the growing need to move became ever more painful as the prince continued to fondle him without consent. "Please...stop," he whined, biting his lip to keep the whimpers and moans back. Not that he was very successful.

Eira's hands clutched to the Jaedan's legs, his body warming with every moment the other made, stroking him. The prince had was pure and untouched, he had no way of knowing how to control himself (for playing with yourself was a whole different lighter experience than having somebody else play with you!). His eyes were shut tightly, his breathing changing to short quick gasps for air. No...not here...not with him, he begged to himself as he climbed that familiar yet unfamiliar peek.
 
Jaedan looked down over his shoulder at Eira's cock as he stroked faster and tighter, his lips picking a spot on his neck and suckling on it so he would leave a dark mark. His thumb teased and swiped over the head of his cock when he stroked up toward the tip and then rubbed the base when he went down. Faster and tighter. His other hand fondled his balls a bit more, squeezing and massaging them.
 
"Pl...ease..." he whined, begging the other to stop aloud. He was pressed his body upward breathing heavy, his hands pressing down hard on Jaedan's knees. "Ahh...st...ahhh..." but it was much too late for that. His head fell back as he came, tears filling his eyes as he bit done hard on the bottom of his lip to keep quite. He did well enough but at the price of piercing his lip. Finished he fell back, his body spent and panting lightly, cheeks flushed with embarrassment and heat.
 
Jaedan smiled as he came in his hands, on his pants, and a little bit on his horse. He held the boy so he wouldn't slid off the horse. "Mm..." he whispered, gently getting off the horse and laid Eiravan on the grass, away from the water and the horse. He pulled out his own hard cock and straddled him. He rubbed their erections together and stroked himself so he could cum as well.
 
Eira was beside himself with mortification, but his body was shaking and far too weak from his orgasm to fight the other pulling him off the horse. Even the fear of being so close to the water had been put aside, his body laying breathless on the grass. He turned his head, shutting his eyes and clutching the grass as the other played with himself. Already he could feel his own body trying to recover quickly to try for a second round, what with the friction the prince was causing against him. But Eiravan fought harder against this one...and stayed flaccid.
 
Jaedan didn't mind that Eira couldn't or wouldn't get hard for him. He just needed to cum. It was more than enough just watching Eira try to fight it. It didn't take long before he covered Eira's dick and stomach with his warm, thick seed. He leaned down then and pressed his lips against Eira's in a forceful kiss. "You're so cute..." he whispered with a soft laugh.
 
His body shivered. Eira was even more horrified that he found any pleasure in hearing the other off himself, but he did. Not that he would admit it openly. The kiss was not welcomed at that moment, even though it sent his lips into a tingling frenzy. Why did his body melt to this man?! The prince turned away his head violent to dislodge the kiss as he muttered. "Go to hell..." he growled in his own language, even too spent to translate.
 
"I will if you come with me," Jaedan whispered in Eira's language. His words weren't prefect, not having the right accent for that language. He knew it a little bit, could speak it. But he didn't use it that often because he didn't like the way it sounded. It didn't roll right off his tongue. "Mm..is the little boy done? I wonder if he could get hard again..." he whispered softly, cocking his head to the side, not getting off of Eiravan yet.
 
Eiravan wasn't very fond of how Jaedan's voice sounded in his own language either. The words sounded very harsh and flat. Nevertheless it did take him by surprise a little, he had not expected to hear his own tongue at all after his retainers left yesterday afternoon.

Strength, or at least coherent movements were starting to return. His hands pushed against the other one's chest to move him. "Let me up!" he ordered in frustration, this time in Jaedan's tongue so the demand was clear as day.
 
Jaedan just smirked as he pushed back against the hands wanting him off. "But you were enjoying the way I touched you, Eira," Jaedan whispered softly, cocking his head to the side a little bit, going back to his native tongue. He sounded a lot more seductive and persuading in his own language.

"But you've never been touched by another male before, have you? Not many practice it, I guess," Jaedan said, grabbing Eira's wrists and pinned him about his head.
 
Even though his language did not flatter the other's voice and accent very well he sure wished he would keep speaking it. It was so much easier to not get distracted by the other's words...well voice that is. Every part of him was attracted to it, like some horrible drug.

Eiravan shut his eyes, blushing slightly. "Don't go flattering yourself," he muttered turning his head away. It was a poor attempt and disagreeing with the obvious compliment, the lie evedent in Eira's inability to look at his master.

With some but fruitless resistance he felt his hands being pushed above him. His body squirmed uncomfortable...and anxiously under the older prince. "That is hardly your buisness," the younger snapped back looking at him again this time. Those eyes were narrowed with anger but they were still a milky blue, still holding onto the lust from a few moments before rather than the hate his voice tried to portray.
 
Jaedan smirked a little bit down at him. "Ah, but pet, you're entire life will soon be my business. Every move you take. Every word you speak will be my business," he whispered and leaned down to whisper into his ear. "If you don't behave, I'll have father send you back with our troops.." he murmured, threatening for the first time.

"You wouldn't want that, would you? To watch your family murdered. Even your precious Damajanti..." he murmured softly, smirking a little bit. "You don't know it yet, but everything you love and hold dear rests in my hands. You don't know your place, but I know you will."
 
Eiravan was about to give his two cents on that little comment, something smart ass about his business and all. But as Jaedan leaned in he couldn't help but catch his breath closing his eyes. For a moment he was afraid of what the other might do, bracing himself...but what came was far worse and there was no bracing against words. His eyes shot open and he looked horrified.

"No..." he said slightly in a surprise. His body twisted more in the other's hold, panicking. Was the prince really going to play this card on him for something to trivial? He had not taken into account for this and would have to from then on...he have to be careful even more how he worded things it would seem. "I've done nothing wrong," he replied trying hard to hold back the tears. This was too much, he knew but it was only just sinking in...how much was laying on his shoulders that shouldn't be.
 
Jaedan gently kissed his eyes. "Don't you worry, my pet. I have no intentions of sending you back right now. Just watch what you say. If a passing servant or knight had heard you, they would not hesitate to tell my father. And when that happens, nothing I say will change his mind. He is itching just to send his troops to Cain. No need to give him that satisfaction."
 
For some odd reason that little kiss quieted him down. He fell back to the ground completely still. The mussels in his arms even relaxed in Jaedan's hold. He did not trust the prince at all..but for the time being he felt like he was in no immediate danger...or rather his people and family wasn't. As if he would be so foolish to say something like that in the open...he wouldn't even dare back mouth the prince as he had been. He was a little afraid to do it even now privately after that comment. But knowing Eira it wouldn't last very long. Stubborn and spoiled royal that he was.
 
Jaesan smiled a little bit as the prince calmed down under him. "There, there...nice and calm," he whispered in Eira's tongue, thinking that it would calm and relax him a little more. He loosened his grip on his wrists and moved to sit up. "Now, I do hope you listen to what I said. I don't want you to to before I even get a chance to taste and fuck you.."
 
Eiravan waited for Jaedan to fully sit up before even started to move. Only once he was free did the boy sit and draw up his legs to be hugged close to his chest. This position was required a few moments to held settle him down more. That last little comment certainly didn't help matters, a dark, very dark, look was shot the other's direction before quickly turning to face the pond.

The prince's stare turned from dark to hate as he continued to stare at the pond, it was the pond's fault that he was sitting here so close to it. It was the ponds fault that his supposedly little trouble free riding outing was ruined. All he wanted now was a very hot bath and a bed. Preferably alone...but since that was unlikely he said nothing about them.

 
Jaesan watched Eiravan glare at the water for several silent moments before crawling over and sitting down next to the boy. "Tell me. Why do you hate the water so much?" he asked curiously and nodded toward the pond. It is no deeper, not much dirtier than a nice hot bath. You can take baths, right?" he wanted to know with a smile on his face.

"so tell me what the difference is between a bath and this pond? Other than the fact of temperature," Jaesan really wanted to know what was stopping the boy from liking water.
 
Eiravan was hugging himself around the knees shirtless. Although a rather dangerous move, he thought being around Jaedan, he used the garment to clean himself up a bit and tossed it aside. The afternoon air was cool, more so by the pond than anywhere else. He wasn't complaining though, Cain was so much colder in temperature surround by water as it was. But...after being so hot and now his body was cooling down rapidly it was harder to stay an normal temp.

The younger prince turned and looked at Jaedan for a moment then returned his gaze to the pond. For a moment it looked like he wasn't going to answer, ignore the other perhaps. But then he spoke. His voice soft with a sigh.

"It would depend on what you mean by a bath," he pointed out. Cain's palace alone had private baths nearly as big as the pond for the royal family, larger shared ones for the guards and servants. But...Eira did not frequent these. He had his own personal back that was no bigger than a modern tub in todays time. There was never more than foot of water in the tub at once. "Its just a personal fear, like some are to heights or spiders or whatever. Its really no big deal until somebody purposly trys to provoke it," he added that last part with a bit of his usual smartness fixing him with a look that clearly meant the words and tone was on behave of the other.
 
Jaedan smirked a little bit at Eiravan at his last words. He then moved past Eira and stood up. He took off his shirt and his breeches. He wondered if the prince was looking, but didn't check to see. He pulled down his underwear and stepped into the cool water. The deepest part only went up to his knees. Much like a modern kiddy pool. He turned to face Eira before sitting down. "Get in with me."
 
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