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My Princess.. Er.. Prince. (WishXDon't)

IWishThat..

IWishThat..

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She would be arriving soon. He knew that. But the crown prince couldn't force himself to leave his bedroom. He would be marrying her, since the day he turned ten he knew that. The day the war ended. The day his parents made the decision for him. It was in fact an aggravating business. Knowing he could not be allowed to love someone because he knew he already had a fiance. Even if this princess was as beautiful as the rumors had told him. A soft grumbling left his lips as he continued to pace across the floor, hands folded behind his back and eyes narrowed at the ground. The last thing he wanted was to marry someone he knew nothing about but he didn't have a choice. It was either marry her or allow a war to break out once again. That was the last thing he wanted to happen.

A soft knock on the door forced him to pause, lips pressing into a thin line as he turned and headed for the door. What he found behind it made him inwardly groan, taking a step to the side as two servants bustled in with what looked to be his suit in their hands. Pulling in a breath he allowed them in and shut the door behind them. For the next twenty minutes they bustled around, forcing him to change out of the clothes he was wearing and into the black and white suit they had brought along with him. One look in the mirror made him seriously groan, lifting a hand to go through his dark slightly wavy brown hair. "Prince Ewan. You look fabulous." One of the servants clapped her hands together. She was Ewans personal servant and the two of them had become quiet close over the years. Really if he had been given the choice on who he was going to marry it would of been her. "Thanks Josselyn." He muttered the words softly, not taking his eyes off the mirror until his bedroom door opened once again. A man stood there, another servant, the butler in fact and that only meant the princess had arrived. Pulling in a breath he gave the man a nod, using a hand to usher the servants away. "Leave me now." He watched the servants leave, making sure the door was closed behind him before he headed over to the window and looked out. He could see the carriage pulling up and he sighed again. Best to get this over with before he decided it truly wasn't worth it. Turning on his heels he headed for the door, yanking it open and heading down the hall.

The whole castle was in a bustle, moving things and getting ready for the wedding that would take place in a few short hours. Everyone seemed to be happy about it except for Ewan, his grim face showing his discomfort as he walked through the throng of excited servants. Some of them would be coming with him when the new castle was done being built. The one that his parents were erecting to signify the joining of the two kingdoms. It was going to be located right on the borders of both kingdoms. Already a city was being built up around it. The hope was that people would move there once it was complete.

When Ewan reached the throne room he paused, forcing himself to hide the frown on his lips and look a little more chipper for when he faced his parents. Pushing the doors open he stepped forward, making his way towards his parents who were standing before their chairs. His mother was barking out orders to the servants, changing this and that about the room to make it perfect. The whole throne room had been transformed, white cloth covered almost every surface, chairs being set up in rows so the nobles could watch. Of course the normal citizens would have to wait outside the castle to hear the announcement once it was finally done but he knew almost everyone would be there to hear it. Everyone had been waiting for this, everyone expect the prince of course. The king smiled at his son when he reached them, clapping a hand on the princes shoulder. "She has arrived! My son! As beautiful as the day i first saw her!" He chuckled warmly, those bright green eyes meeting his son's own brilliant blue one. Ewan had his mother's eyes.

Behind him a sound announced that the princess was there, the Queen clapping her hands together to force everyone to come to attention. People quickly filled into the room and took their seats, Ewan moving to stand where he needed to be and the king taking his chair, pulling the queen along behind her. To Ewan it seemed like slow motion as those doors opened and revealed his new bride, gulping slightly as his eyes truly landed on her for the firs time. What everyone had said about her was right. She was beautiful.
 
Reese watched as his childhood home vanished from his sight. The windows of the carriage didn't hold the sight for very long and the travelling caravan spread around the royal carriage certainly didn't give him much privacy on the journey to his new home. Well, in truth, it wasn't even his new home, it was a temporary space on his way to the brand new palace created just for him and his new husband. But even that was a lie; the palace was really for his sisters husband. It wasn't even his own wedding. His sister, Riley, had passed away several years ago, but by then it was too late for either of the families to break off the engagement. Both of their kingdoms were expecting the weddings to take place, although Reese's family had kept one of the greatest secrets the kingdom had ever seen. Those many years ago, it was the queen and her daughter who passed because of a horrible sickness that ran rampant through the city. Reese didn't want to, but his father had insisted in convincing him that taking his sister's spot was the best way to go; the best way to help the kingdom. Reese's older brother was already in line for the throne and well on his way to being ready to take over when the time came. There was no chance that Reese would be needed to stay on the possibility of him taking over. The best place for him was making peace.

Hours later, that's where he was. The man, for years, had taken the position and name of Riley, playing every role his sister was meant to perform under the report that his mother and Reese himself had passed. Inside the castle, the truth was known to the servants, but according to the city, their princess was alive and well. The new castle was coming into view and soon the whole caravan stopped. Carriages were changed, moving the proper people into the proper areas to help the 'princess' to get ready for his wedding. Reese had been careful to allow his midnight blue hair to grow out, just as his sister would, which made it easy to style and gave him the best match of what his sister would have looked like if she had made it to that age. His bright amber eyes barely lifted but a few inches off the ground of his transport, even while he had taken a nap. The man wasn't sure if he was truly ready to take on this responsibility, deathly afraid for the moment when Ewan found out he wasn't really his sister. That moment was going to kill him. Possibly literally.

The carriages pulled up to the palace and Reese's stomach instantly twisted in an unwanted way. Within hours he'd be married. Married. To a man he had never met. Luckily, Riley and Ewan never spent more than a day together and it had been years since they were even close to each other. That was the only thing that would save him a few more hours of life. 'She' left the carriage, along with the servants who were travelling with her, and glanced towards his temporary home. He gulped and took in a long breath, only to be greeted by his father as he left his horse to the proper servant.

"I hope you're prepared," the man advised before he started into the castle. Reese mumbled to himself a short "not really", but followed the man inside and straight into the hall. There was no break, no chance to rethink, no chance to stop what was going to happen. The doors opened and 'Riley' followed the visiting king into the room and up the temporary isle. As Reese's eyes landed on the prince at the front of the room, he dropped his glance again with another flip of his stomach. He was attractive, but he knew nothing about the man. This was certainly going to be an experience...
 
Trumpets sounded as Riley headed down the aisle, her father right by her side. Ewan pulled in a slow measured breath as she came before him, reaching out a hand to take her own. It was soft and much smaller than his own, a fact that he couldn't help but notice. The priest seemed to drone on and on, giving a speech about marriage and what this while do to protect the two kingdoms. All Ewan could think about was all the pressure this was going to put on him and Riley. He may of known that this was going to happen but that didn't mean he had to be truly happy about it.

Silently he glanced out towards the crowd, seeing not only happy faces but upset ones as well. Woman he had bedded who thought that they could become his princess but failed in that aspect. None of them had ever appealed to him at all. None but Josselyn. The very fact that she did was extraordinary to Ewan and he hadn't wanted to miss out on that but he was due to be wed and it wasn't like he could put his own selfish needs before the kingdoms. He was the prince and no matter how badly he wished he wasn't, he couldn't change his blood. Even thinking about it now had him wanting to run in the opposite direction. He knew nothing about Riley and he knew she would never accept the part of him he never truly showed to anyone. Josselyn however had opened her arms up to him, even when he got a little more rough than he should have. She would of made a good wife.

"You may kiss your bride!" The book the priest was holding slammed shut, Ewan almost flinching at the sound as his brain snapped back to the present. For a moment he hesitated, unsure on whether he should kiss the woman before him or not. One glance at his parents however had him moving, lifting a hand (which was now adorned with a gold band, though he couldn't remember it being placed on him) he cupped Riley's cheek, bringing her forward enough and lifting her face so he could brush his lips against her own. It was soft at first but Ewan couldn't explain it, like a spark went off in his brain the moment her skin touched his own and he found himself pressing into the kiss a little more. Still it only lasted a moment and Ewan pulled back, cheers first erupting in the throne room before horns blared outside to announce the marriage was complete. The whole kingdom was celebrating. Slowly Ewan pulled back, confusion in his bright blue gaze before his arm was grabbed and his mother pulled him into a tight hold. "This marks the beginning of peace!" She was excited, it showing itself quiet prominently on the woman's face as she shook Ewan gently. "Yes mother, that was the reason for this." He waited until she moved away from him and over towards Riley's father, giving a small shake of his head before he held a hand out for Riley. "I think our duty is done here for right now. Like to get some fresh air?"
 
Sucking in a slow breath, the 'princess' reached the front of the room, stopping as he took the spot beside his husband in front of the crowd gathered to see the brand new couple be wed. Now that the two were closer to each other, the black haired beauty took a moment to look him over before his eyes fell. He was shorter than the man in front of him but not by much. That would typically be seen as odd, but his mother was taller than the normal woman in his kingdom so the chances of it being brushed off as genetics was quite high which took a bit of the weight off of his shoulders. As for the rest of his body, he was slender enough for a man to certainly be seen as a woman from behind. He didn't have the obvious curves, but luckily he was thin in all the proper places. Despite all that, it was all still a risky move on his family's part to go through with this, but nothing could be done now. The trip was too long to go back now and there was no way he could do that to his kingdom.

The priest's voice was like a buzzing bee, constantly droning on to a point that the man couldn't even pay attention to him. Each word sounded like the painful scratch of nails on the chalkboard. Glancing beside her, attempting to block out the voice beside him. There were many faces looking at the two but it was the unpleasant looks that caught his eye first, causing a small shaking shiver to run down his back. His fingers twitched in Ewan's before he gave the other man a light squeeze to regain control of his body. There was one woman in particular who seemed to be directing a glare directly towards the bride. She was a thin blonde, looking to be as if she had the role of a noble in the court, perhaps someone who had a fling with the prince? He didn't think he would ever know so it was better for him to leave it at that. But her gaze made Reese quite uncomfortable. It wasn't until he heard the dooming words that the smaller prince turned back in shock.

Where they preparing to finish the ceremony already? The 'kissing the bride' moment was the one point he was never looking forward to. That meant it really was too late to run away. Reese flinched as well at the sound of the slamming book, which was quickly followed by a great deal of hesitation, apparently from both parties. Before he could move, or even remember that people were watching them, Ewan had his hand on his cheek and gently directing him towards his own lips. It was a gentle, sweet kiss, like any prince should give before a small gear in Reese's mind began to turn. Of course the 'princess' had done his own bit of playing with other men, but it rarely strayed too far. There was one knight who had found the truth and used it to his advantage, but it didn't last very long as soon as Reese's father reminded the two of them of the engagement. He had felt the same spark he had with the commander when the couple finally did kiss, but the man in front of him quickly changed tactics, pressing a bit more force into the touch, which Reese returned just as eagerly. He hadn't expected it to last long and as soon as they broke apart, his eyes met Ewan's, only for the two of them to turn back to the nobles in the room.

Reese heard the faint cry from outside as the marriage was announced, which brought an odd glee to his mind. Finally, he was helping his kingdom. His eyes fell onto his father waiting nearby, who nodded in approval, flashing a small smile towards his 'daughter'. Riley smiled in return before turning towards his new husband. Reese gently laid his hand in Ewan's and nodded, finally speaking. His voice was soft and he was careful to keep his childish tone to pass off as a woman in front of the other. It was as if the gods had planned the switching of children; Reese had kept his more feminine voice from when he was a child. It was a perfect cover. "Please. The carriage ride didn't give much air."
 
Ewan gave a small nod when those fingers found his own hand as well, blue eyes catching that amber gaze for only a moment before he turned and led Riley towards the balcony doors. The crowd parted as they walked, people bowing and congratulating them on the way and Ewan politely side stepped them all, wanting nothing more than to get out of there. If Riley needed a breather he sure as hell needed one. When they finally reached the balcony doors Ewan pushed them open, motioning for Riley to step out and then closing the door behind them. Thankfully this balcony didn't face the courtyard where the whole kingdom stood celebrating the union. Moving forward Ewan leaned against the ledge, sighing darkly as a hand came up to run through his hair making it's messy look even worse. "This day came too fast." He mumbled the words gently but there was a hard edge in his eyes as he spoke, not looking at Riley as he spoke. "I'm truly unsure on how to handle all this." Of course his whole life he had been prepared for this, being told that he was going to have a wife and what was expected of him. In that way he was prepared but he had never had a true relationship before because of it. Ewan didn't know the first true thing about being with someone for extended amounts of time. Yes, he could deal with nobles, he could deal with the council, the people, servants. But put a woman before her and tell him he had to satisfy her outside of the bedroom.. that was tricky.

Pulling in a breath he stood up again, turning around as he folded his arms across his chest and then leaned back against the balcony. "The servants brought your clothes to my room before you arrived if you would like to change." He gulped slightly, keeping his eyes on the doors so he could watch the nobles inside. They were very happily speaking with each other though he could every now and again see a few of his mistress' peeking through the window. They all wanted to know what was going on. This wedding was to unite the kingdom and Ewan would stay true to that, even if he didn't wish to have Riley as his bride. He wouldn't stray. "I know for certain that i would much rather be out of this suit than in it."
 
Reese released a slow breath as they exited the room, pleased to see that no one was outside waiting for them. He followed Ewan's move, stepping to the balcony railing and lightly leaning over it, as if calming a sudden sickness that had come over him. His eyes slid closed as he nodded, agreeing with the man's words. "You and me both," he muttered in response, setting his hands lightly against the cold stone, cooling the contacted skin. He tried to grab a minute to think about what had just happened and catch up with the world around him, but there was no hope in doing such a thing. There was no way Reese or Riley could deal with what was coming ahead of him. Living with someone was one thing, but getting married was throgin him off completely. It would certainly turn into a struggle to gain control of the situation. In the mean time, he felt the cold, prying eyes of not only nobles but the strange, glaring women from before. Reese stood up, recovering from the initial shock of the marriage only to turn towards the large door, meeting the eyes of Ewan's mistresses.

He tried to avoid them by turning towards the man, but it didn't help. He could feel them stripping away his tightest shield, worming into his mind. This was going to be a fun experience. "I'd like that very much," he quickly agreed. Anything to get him away from the large hall. There would be plenty of time in the near future to see his father and new in-laws. There was no question that he would feel more comfortable in one of the outfits he had brought with him; they all were less revealing than the dress he was now put in, although this certain one wasn't exactly the most low cut piece of fabric he had seen. If comfortable clothing was one thing they could agree on, that was already one step ahead of where they were an hour ago. "Lead the way. I'm sure I'll learn the castle halls soon enough."
 
Good, at least he could count on her agreeing with him. A soft sigh of relief left Ewan's lips as he pushed away from the balcony and started for the doors, pulling one open and almost ushering Riley inside before he closed the door behind them. Gently he placed a hand against her lower back, practically pushing her along as he moved through the crowds. Every couple of steps they took they were interceded which only seemed to frustrate Ewan as he politely, or as politely as he could, rejected any offer they made towards them before he moved around and continued towards the door. By the time they finally reached it the prince was fuming, glaring at the last person who stepped in front of them and continued to do so until they moved. With an intake of a breath Ewan stepped forward, pulling the large throne room door open and once again ushering Riley out of it. After making sure the door was closed firmly behind them Ewan leaned back against it, hand coming up to run through his hair and mess up the perfect way his servants had placed it in. He could almost seem them scowling at him and the very thought made him smirk slightly. Yes, the moment he got to his room he was ripping the damn suit off and getting back into his usual leathers. The scratch of cotton against his skin was nerve wracking as it was and then the whole ceremony..

His thought process trailed off as his eyes caught the movement of Riley's wedding dress, eyes darting up to her for a moment before he pushed away from the door and reached out to take her hand. "Come along. I will show you where you will be staying while our castle is being finished." He gave her a all to well practiced smile, fingers gentle as he took her hand and placed it on his elbow before he started leading her down the hall. Each time a servant passed they would bow, a sign of respect around the castle, before they would continue on their way. "My father has a thing about respect. He demands it." He said the words softly, barely even looking at her as he spoke. The last time he had looked at her, which was when they were standing before each other, he couldn't keep himself from staring so the last thing he wanted then was to be caught staring at her again. Standing in front of each other was one thing but when walking as they were it wouldn't of been so acceptable.

Ewan paused when they reached the room, pushing the door open for her and allowing her to walk inside before he was inside with her. just being in his room was a relief and Ewan had no reserves about showing it, shoulders sagging slightly as he walked past Riley and further into the well lit room. The room itself was spacious but it was obvious that there wasn't much in there unlike most of the nobles rooms. Two dressers sat against one wall across from the bed, two doors which obviously led to the bathroom and the closet and a four post bed made up the furniture inside it. Of course there was a mirror on the wall along with a painting or two but what took up the most space was the windows. They lined the wall, opening to a single balcony that faced the courtyard. It was beautiful really. "I left your bags on the bed." He pointed at the bed before he yanked at his tie, dropping it to the floor before the jacket quickly followed after it. The buttons came undone one by one with quick fingers, feet carrying him towards the closet as he walked. Right before he got to the closet though he growled softly, ripping the last three or four buttons off just to get the damn thing off and toss it to the ground i frustration. Right before he disappeared in the closet Riley could see the hard muscle that laid beneath the shirt, just a glimpse before he passed through the door and out of sight.
 
Reese was pleased to see that Ewan didn't want to hang around the large hall any longer than he did. He was careful to stay close to the man following almost in his exact footsteps behind him as they left the celebration. Luckily no one really tried to stop them to give the two of them any 'future advice' to make things work. No, the couple got out quickly and make it up to Ewan's room with ease. That was were things could get risky though. In the halls, the two were more focused on getting into the private room to change out of the what they both had been forced into earlier that day, but now it was about to get to the part where they would actually have to spend time together and 'Riley' could be found out. And that could ruin things for everyone. When Ewan left the room to his closet, Reese took a much needed breath, perching on the edge of the man's bed.

His bags were placed at the foot of Ewan's large sleeping space, leaving them to the royals to sort out where things belonged. There were two of the smaller ones sitting on top of the covers, one of which Reese swiftly broke into. Inside was a change of clothes perfect to step into. With practised ease, he removed his dress, dropping it onto the floor for a moment before stepping into the long-sleeved dress waiting for him. It was a deep, dark blue, matching the ocean regions he had grown up around. It didn't take long for him to change, in fact he rushed it to make sure he was in the new set of clothing before his husband left the smaller room.

Husband. He simply wouldn't get used to thinking of him that way. Just a week ago, it seemed like it would be ages before the wedding would arrive. Reese's days dragged on, spending them being fitted into the dress, having his things packed around him and being preened like a monkey would expect to be. It was important for the princess to be perfect on the day of her wedding. Sadly, Reese was really no princess. There wouldn't be a single problem if instead he had caught the disease instead of his sister and passed on. There would be nothing to worry about and all would be well. Instead, the true prince was waiting in clothing he never should have been wearing for a man he should have never worried about pleasing to leave his closet. All of this seemed to surreal for him to believe, but part of him insisted it was true and forced him back into reality.

Reese released his hair from the clips it had been wrestled into in the carriage and let out a forced sigh. He wasn't sure what exactly he was sighing at; the fact he was married, the idea of having to live with the man or simply because he was tired. His father told him the night before to get a good night's sleep and prepare for the travel, demanding that he be left alone, but in reality, he had spent his entire night in several positions with his faithful knight in his large bed, simply savouring the night, knowing it would be their very last together. The man had come to join them on the trip, but they both knew there would be no chance to see each other before the visitors would leave. The raven haired man laid his head against one of the posts of the bed letting his eyes slide shut.
 
Ewan stripped off his pants as he found the pair of brown loose leather pants he loved the most. He had actually killed the cow that made up the pants. They were the first of many he now had in his closet. His father absolutely hated them though. Said they didn't make him look like a prince, hence the reason he was wearing them. With a smirk at that thought he turned, grabbing a loose fitting shirt to throw on. Though right before he left the closet he paused, gulping slightly as it hit him that Riley was still out there. Was she dressed? Should he ask if she was? The soft sigh from inside the room closed those thoughts off, pulling in a breath of his own as he pulled the shirt on and stepped out of his closet. The moment his eyes landed on her they went wide, drinking in her image as he stood there. The dress was a deep dark blue that went well with Riley's eyes but he supposed that was the point. After a moment he forced himself to move forward once again, moving over to where the dress had been dropped and picking it up. "I bet they are all wondering where we have run off to." He gave a small shake of his head. "And my father is probably telling them that we are consummating our marriage." He gave a slight laugh but it was obvious by the look in his eyes that that was exactly what he was planning on doing. At least, soon.

Gently he zipped the back of the dress back up, laying it down on the bend that was at the end of his bed. "I'm sure that is the only thing any one would expect of us." Turning her barely looked at Riley again, heading towards the balcony once again. What the hell was he supposed to say now? He was damn sure he had either scared her or made her think all he was thinking about was the sex. Of course, he was thinking of the sex but that wasn't all that was going through his head. He was married now. The thing he had been dreading since the moment he had learned he was going to wed this woman. It was still sinking in really. Grabbing the doors he pulled them open, leaving them that way as he headed outside and towards the little railing that over looked the side of the castle. Josselyn's room was just a flight down, right below his own and he couldn't help but look down to see if she was standing by her window. Of course she wasn't, she was probably still at the party serving drinks or little treats to feed the people celebrating the two kingdoms union. Pulling in a breath he turned, looking inside once again. From Josselyn to Riley. If Josselyn had been accepting maybe she would be too. If not, he could just force it on her. That little kink he had. He could just black mail her into doing what he wanted. Even if she didn't like it, couldn't he?

"Riley, Come here."

Yea he could do that. Josselyn couldn't be the only one.
 
With his eyes closed, 'Riley' didn't notice the man leaving his closet. She felt his eyes on her, but that brought nothing more than a light shiver rushing down his spine. The silence in the room was a bit unnerving, but nothing was said and Riley certainly wasn't ready to break it. But it was the sound of Ewan's footsteps that disturbed the smaller man, turning towards the other by his waist, followed quickly by his hips. Reese gave out a hesitant laugh as Ewan spoke, a slight blush touching his ears. He wasn't one for embarrassment, after all, he was the one who had grown up in a dress, but small thoughts such as what the prince brought up gave him not only the heated feeling, but the much unwanted dreaded one as well. His eyes followed the man as he approached and he quickly sucked in a breath. "I wouldn't doubt they're talking about such a thing," he agreed, quickly thinking of what his father might be saying, trying to keep his cool as the men around him spoke and debated about the two.

Reese continued to eye the man, watching his movements as he picked up his clothing after her. In an instant, he was on his feet, lifting the dress from the bed to neatly fold it and place it back into his travelling bag. Once the two went to their permanent home, he would have a chance to hang up his clothing in the proper place, but until then, he would be living out of his bags. His curiosity was grabbed as the man opened the doors to the outside courtyard, wondering what could possibly be out there. As the man looked down, Reese took in another, much deeper breath while he could and opened his mouth to speak. "Whe--" His words were swiftly cut off and he silenced himself in an instant. If Ewan was anything like his father, Reese would have to be careful to hold his tongue. There were stories about the older man and how much respect he really wanted from people around him. Although Reese had never had to deal with the man, he had been warned by his father about such a thing.

There was slight hesitation from Reese when he was called, but he stood up and slid towards the man, pausing in the doorway to give them both some space. How soon was Ewan ready to really finish the ceremony by spending some time under the covers? The thought was prominent in his mind, but the man wasn't ready to say a word about such a thing yet.

"You have a nice view here," he commented, trying to turn his mind away from the thoughts plaguing his mind. "How often do you spend time out here?"
 
Of course Ewan had noticed the hesitation before Riley came towards the door and by the time she reached them he was frowning, arm's folded over his chest as his eyes slipped over her form. Yes, she would look lovely tied up, wouldn't she? That thought turned his frown into a slight smirk that turned up the edges of his lips and his blue eyes to shimmer softly with lust. He couldn't truly wait to see what her reaction was to what he wanted of her, be it reserved submission or complete disobedience. Truly, he wished that she wasn't happy about it all. It was always better when they fought against him. When they pushed back. Josselyn had given in to his demands but she hadn't been happy about it. Of course she willingly allowed herself to be tied up and pushed around but it was always with those fiery angry eyes that lit him up from the inside out. Just thinking about it made his arousal peak.

Riley's words brought him back to reality, turning his head to look over the balcony before he looked to her again. "It's my special hiding spot. I used to have a rope ladder i would throw over the balcony and run off into the woods to hide in my tree house but it was torn down a couple years ago when i noticed it was getting rotten from disuse." He gave a small shrug, eyes still looking at her intently. "Come here." Lifting a hand he pointed to the spot beside him, voice firm to let her know she wasn't supposed to disobey him. His father was all about respect but Ewan was different. Obedience was something he looked for, strived for really. His interest was in owning something completely. Putting a leash around his lovers neck and owning them so completely they didn't have a true choice in the matter. Ewan craved the control like a hungry dog craved food and he was going to force it on Riley whether she liked it or not. "The view doesn't matter right now." His words had gotten gruff, a serious tone slipping into it. Those blue eyes never left Riley as she moved, inspecting her from head to toe as she walked. He was certain he could be able to hold her down if he needed to.

The moment she was beside him his hand reached out, fingers slipping behind her neck to take hold of her. It was a rough movement but his fingers were gentle, pulling her towards him and then down so he could press his lips against hers again. The first time had been hesitant but this time wasn't like the last. Unlike when he was being watched he was more dominant now, completely possessing Riley as he kissed her. His other hand came up to grab at her waist, yanking her forward so that she was pressed firmly against him. After a moment he pulled back, grunting slightly as his member thickened slightly in his pants. "On your knees, Riley." His blue eyes had hardened in the last few moments, narrowing slightly as his hands released the woman before him. Yes, he would see how well she could listen to a command and then he would decide the proper course to take with her.
 
To hear the prince had a more relaxed side pleased Reese, cracking a slight smile as he listened to the man talk about his tree house. It faded when he head it was torn down, but there simply wasn't anything that could be done about it if it was rotting. But when Ewan changed to his demanding tone, Reese paused, looking towards the man, ready to dare him, but quickly decided not to. That could only end badly, and it was clear things weren't exactly going to work out when the time came for the two to gt into a more intimate position. 'She' moved to close the gap between the two of them, taking the spot beside the prince, but meeting his eyes as she did so.

"The view always matters," he countered, although it was difficult to tell if she meant the true outdoors or simply the man in front of her. Either way, it didn't last long, as Ewan continued to take command of the situation, his change in tone making it obvious he didn't want to talk any longer. He had his own plans and was about to put them into place, even if force was needed. The hungry look in his eyes gave Reese the thought that perhaps he would need to use force, although 'Riley' would simply bend to his will. And right now, he needed to do just as Riley would to soften the blow later on. He winced as he was grabbed, but the kiss Ewan pressed against her was another thing entirely. If there was one thing Reese loved, it was the feeling of someone else's lips on his own. No matter the mood he was in or what the person had done to him, a kiss would always push him into a better mood and he would respond in a near instant. In this case, as their lips met, 'Riley' paused to register it, but added his own bit of pressure to the man's lips, drawing back slightly as their bodies met.

He felt Ewan's body move in response and quickly drew in a breath as the man grunted, inching back ever so slightly to move away before he risked being caught. Dresses could hide most things, but having to be pressed against another would hide nothing. Reese's nose twitched, his whole face tightening for just half a second at the command, but he didn't dare argue yet. Meeting, Ewan's eyes once again, the 'girl' began to lower herself, letting his hands slide down the sides of the man's body until she ended up on her knees. While pleasurable, Reese knew exactly what was being asked of him; something he hated more than normal. The idea of sucking someone off was never his biggest turn on, even when done to him, but he could tell this was something he'd have to get used to. "Don't make me," he begged, falling back into his sister's role on the outside. "Please, not yet. We barely just met."
 
"Don't make me, Please, not yet. We barely just met."

Those words only seemed to build the fire already growing inside Ewan, sucking in a slow breath as he looked down at Riley. Reaching out his fingers slipped across her cheek, touching her gently as his blue eyes sparkled even more. Yes, she belonged just like this before him. In such a submissive place he couldn't help but feel completely in control. As if just the act of doing as she was told, even doing something she didn't want, was giving in to Ewan. He couldn't help but crave this, this thing that he usually didn't get the moment he stepped out of his bedroom. The control that he gained from doing such an act. His fingers moved up, threading through Riley's hair and then releasing her once again. "I've known you my whole life." He almost scoffed the words to her, folding his arm's across his chest as he leaned all the harder on the railing. "This may be the first time i've seen what you look like but i've heard everything about you from the moment you were born right to the moment you walked through those doors." His hand moved to point to his bedroom doors. It wasn't completely true. He knew things of her but he didn't know everything. His father had kept much of it a secret from him but he wasn't going to let Riley know that. Ewan wasn't going to give up the slight control it would gain him to know everything about Riley. He couldn't give even that small amount.

"This is the only thing i don't know about you." His hand moved to her chin again, eyes narrowing at her face once again. A smirk turned up the edges of his lips as he watched her, inspecting her expression a few moments before he released her again. "Beg again, Beg properly and i will give in to your own demands." Of course he meant he wasn't going to force her to give him a blow job but that didn't mean he wouldn't demand other things. It was there wedding night and he was going to make certain that this union fitted him before he fully committed to her. If she wasn't good enough he was sure forcing her to bend to his will would satisfy him as well. Marriage was marriage. His father had grounded that into his mind and the last thing he would ever do was break such a vow. "Beg, Riley."
 
Ewan's words shocked the 'princess' enough to have it show on his face. His own father had kept most of the information about Ewan from him, even when the prince tried to wiggle as much information from him as he possibly could. To hear that Ewan's own father had given him bits of information set him instantly off edge. The last thing he wanted to find out was that the man currently in front of him to know more about he did. This relationship certainly wasn't starting off on the prefered foot for Reese. And on top of it all, the man was now asking him to beg. To beg. Reese was never good at begging for anything. Pouting, yes; asking, you bet; but begging was another world for him that he never had or wanted to explore before in his life. Slowly, his orange-tinted eyes towards the door, following his finger before looking back as the man teased her chin with his gentle touch. An innocent look flashed over Reese's eyes before his upper lids closed for a short moment.

Reese calmed himself and opened he let his eyes crack open once his chin was released. His words floated over Reese's head, tormenting him just out of his reach. This wasn't good. Reese could tease the life out of someone when he felt the craving, but this wasn't what the man wanted and certainly wouldn't help him get his way. Here goes nothing.

He tightened his hands ever so slightly on the man's pants, making sure not to move them around the man's body. "Please, my prince," he began, dropping the volume of his voice down to just over a whisper, making sure it could reach his ears. "Please, give me time. Don't make me yet. Would it not be better to wait?" Reese released his hands, letting his eyes drift down along Ewan's body. "Give me a chance to adjust to..." It wasn't hard to tell this was affecting Ewan and Reese had to choke down his gut reaction. His eyes quickly dashed back up to the prince's eyes. "... The situation."
 
The tightening of her hands on his pants made his cock throb slightly but he forced himself to keep him. If he allowed himself to loose his calm he'd be loosing his control and he wasn't going to allow himself to loose that. In here, in this room he was in control. Where as outside of it nothing was. That was probably why he needed a partner that bent so completely for him, bending to his will at every turn that he wished it. to have that little amount of control he so desired gave not only his body a release but his heart as well.

Softly Ewan pulled in a breath at her words, eyes watching her ever so intently hands instantly moving to capture Riley's own and pull them back up. Though this time he pressed them against the button and zipper of his pants as if to encourage her to do as he asked. "You belong to me." He said the words softly, eyes narrowing down at her while his hands kept a gentle but firm grip on her. "You are my wife and this is what a wife does for her husband." Slowly he released her hands, fingers running down her arms before they dropped to his sides once more. Adjustment. There was no need for a time to adjust. She had had plenty of time to get used to the idea before they were married and now that they were he could have her the way a husband was supposed to be able to have his wife. Even if his methods were a little different than normal. Maybe it was the location?

Frowning darkly he looked her over, noting her position before he smirked again. "It's either here, Riley or i take you into the bedroom and consummate our marriage. It's your choice but either way i will have what i want." Yes, he was giving her a decision. One that gave up a small amount of control or so it seemed. The decision was obvious and one that he was almost certain she would make. The one that he wanted her to make. At least here she wouldn't be naked before his eyes, here she wouldn't have to deal with being violated so intimately. She would be able to quench his desire without having to feel as if she was so thoroughly penetrated. Though he couldn't deny that he wished to see her laid out on his bed, tied up and begging for him to let her go. To see her face full of fear and pleasure as he thrusted into her but he'd allow such a thing to pass if she just gave in to him. "What do you decide?" His eyebrow lifted, head tilting to the side as that smirk widened. Yes, he was going to get what he wanted one way or the other.
 
Reese's stomach tightened as Ewan swiftly began to explain his role, moving his hands against his will. This man simply wasn't loosening up on what the smaller prince wanted or was attempting to say, putting them both in the wrong mindset for what they were diving into. If Ewan was going to have that mind set for any longer, Reese was going to snap from Riley's weak front and give him a piece of his mind; or give his best effort to. Luckily he released her, allowing 'Riley' to remove his hands, even just by a few inches so he wouldn't be tempted to do anything he would regret later. Reese quickly calmed down and allowed his hands to fall to his sides slightly, giving him a chance to relax before the options were laid out in front of him. Neither seemed too appealing, but Reese knew exactly which one he wanted and knew he had to move quickly to get it just how he wanted.

Again, his nose twitched in a short attempt to control himself, sitting back on his feet, giving the two some distance while he began to decide. Giving the man what he wanted right then and there would hold off on the discovery. But at the same time, he was only holding off what was going to come at some point. Either way, he knew the hesitation wouldn't be pleasing to Ewan, meaning he would have to work quickly. His mind settled on the less risky of the two, taking up a talent he had only used a few times in his life this far. 'She' raised herself up again, biting lightly at his bottom lip before running the tip of his tongue over the pink flesh. His hands made quick work of his husband's pants, opening both latches and nudging the material away. Reese had been careful to keep his hands soft, just as his sister's would have been, and quickly thanked that habit as he gently removed the man's member from his pants.

His amber eyes trailed quickly over Ewan before lightly closing his eyes and sucked in a quick breath. He leaned closer, letting his lips touch his head before his tongue flicked lightly against the very tip, giving him a light tease as Reese's hand began to slowly pump the base of his cock. His free hand laid gently on Ewan's thigh, almost waiting to join, but remaining under control. It didn't take more than a few light licks for 'Riley' to take the head past his lips, allowing his tongue to touch and rub the underside of his member as it passed, attempting to add another level of pleasure for the man, smoothly beginning to tease and suck his sensitive skin. With the lack of practice he had, the raven haired prince was going on what had been done to him, simply through a rushed job from his loving knight.
 
Thinking about it. Ewan could see Riley thinking it over. Clearly she wasn't going to make such a decision quickly though he couldn't help but wonder why. She was hesitating, as if there was some real importance to the decision. There wasn't. At least for him there wasn't. Whether he screwed her then or later didn't matter. Sooner or later he was going to have to get her into that bed to make an heir. One that would truly combine the two kingdoms forever. It was what both of their parents would be expecting of them. Ewan just couldn't figure out why she had to think about it so long and by the time she had finally made up her made he was unhappy once again. The smirk had slipped away to be replaced by a frown, not even bothering to help her as she undid his pants and shifting it open to pull free his still throbbing hard cock.

The air that touched it made him grit his teeth slightly, hand reaching out to thread into Riley's hair once more as her soft lips touched his sensitive cock. It jumped slightly at the feeling and he pulled in a breath as her tongue flicked out against it. By no mean's was this his first time or his first blow job but having someone do something like this to him, especially someone who was his wife, was a major turn on. One that he couldn't deny he found a little more attractive with Riley on her knees before him. Every second that passed he found his desire for her growing and as her lips descended over his sensitive skin he had to force himself to stay in place. His fingers tightened ever so slightly as Riley began to suck and and tease his flesh, closing his eyes as he allowed the sensations to flow through him. Riley wasn't very good at this, not at all but her lack of practice actually pleased Ewan. While having someone with skill was pleasurable he didn't want to think that the woman he had married had been with other men before she had come into his possession. The very thought of such a thing made him want to tie her up all the more so she couldn't leave. He didn't love her but she belonged to him and sure as hell wasn't going to allow others to touch his possessions.

After a few moments he pulled Riley back by her hair, humming softly as he looked down at her. "Good girl Riley." He spoke to her gently, grabbing her arm with his free hand to pull her up once again. Almost instantly his lips found hers, almost a reward for doing what he had wanted of her in the first place. He had noticed how she had reacted the last time he had kissed her, the way she almost seemed to melt into the rough kiss he had given her. With his other hand he grabbed her wrist, moving her hand to his cock once again to encourage her to keep going. He still wanted her to touch him, to pleasure him. He was a man after all.
 
'Enjoy it. You better enjoy this.' Reese couldn't help but think nothing other than that. He was pleasuring the man in such a way that he hated, nearly making his stomach turn as he continued. He seemed to be pleasing his husband, silencing him with whatever sort of pleasure he was currently giving the man. He doubted there would be any anger from him in his inexperienced ways, and such a thing was quickly answered. He was tugged away by his hair, wincing in surprise before looking straight up at the man, a slight blush painting the man's cheeks from pure embarrassment. He was horrible at pleasuring the man, but his words gave him a strand of hope, despite the man acting as if he was training a dog.

There wasn't an ounce of hesitation when he was lifted from the floor, only to have their lips meet. It was a painless meeting, but sided more on what Reese really wanted at that time, accepting the touches from the larger man. This time, he didn't exactly melt, but he moved closer, pressing himself up to the man just as he suggested while his free hand met his member. He lightly ran the pad of his finger up the sensitive nerves beneath Ewan's cock before meeting the tip and carefully wrapped his fingers around it, smoothly returning to whatever pleasure he could offer to the prince. His opposing hand snaked up to Ewan's hair, taking his own light handful, or as much as he could, and holding it tight. He didn't tug or bother to move, just simply kept his hand there, almost reminding the other man he had an opportunity of his own to use, if needed. Reese's slender form remained against Ewan, barely thinking of the risks he was taking for being that close. His mind had fallen else where deep into the kiss. It wasn't hard to distract him with such an action, unless he was extremely passionate about a topic, but that came rare in those past few months.

He held the connection for a moment, allowing his hand to play with Ewan's stiffening cock, before he dared to break the kiss, nibbling lightly on the man's bottom lip before pressing another sweet kiss to the soft flesh, letting his eyes slide closed.
 
Ewan groaned into the kiss when Riley's hand started to move along his cock once more, hands now moving to grab her by the waist instead of where they had been before. His fingers grasped her tightely, feeling the smallness of her waist as he pulled her tightly against him. For the moment he wasn't paying attention to anything more than the lips against his own and the hand around his throbbing cock. He wanted her to pleasure him and he was getting that, that was all he was thinking about.

He pulled in a breath when she broke the kiss, hissing slightly as her teeth scratched across his bottom lip before her lips were upon his own again. His hands tightened, pulling her even more firmly against him as his arms wrapped around her smaller form. Slowly his knee moved up to go between her legs, trying to spread them so he could rub against her. This had started as him wanting to get a blow job but those soft lips and her unhappy movements on his cock were turning him on further. He wanted more. Much more. And he was going to get it. His knee inched up, forcing her legs apart as his mouth assaulted Riley's, tongue slipping inside to mingle with her own. He was trying to distract her from what he was doing because he knew exactly what she was going to say already. Sex wasn't something she wanted from the beginning but it was the only thing he knew how to do with a woman.

Everything happened at once though the moment his knee bumped into something that shouldn't of been there. Pulling from the kiss his hand went down, instantly grabbing at Riley's crotch only for his eyes to widen with anger and betrayal. This was no woman. This was a man! His gentleness seemed to disappear in an instant, pushing Riley away with a dark growl ignoring any pull on his hair it might of caused. His hands tugged his pants back into position, zipping them back up before he advanced on her.. him again. Reaching out he grabbed her-uh, him by the hair, dragging him back into the bedroom to toss to the floor once again before slamming the balcony doors closed behind him. "Do you believe this to be some kind of joke!" He forced the words through clenched teeth, having lost all desire for the other person the moment he found out their true gender. A man, A MAN! The very thought made his stomach clench and roll over with disgust and betrayal. "Where's Riley!" He kept his back to the man on the floor, trying hard to keep himself in place and not turn around and hit the other male in the room. One wrong answer though and he wasn't certain he'd be able to contain himself any longer. "Explain yourself!"
 
There wasn't much thought being put into the actions from either man it seemed, but Reese was simply going on instinct and feeling. While he kept rubbing and teasing the man with one hand, the other tightened his grip on his hair, deepening the kiss just as Ewan did. Following his gut instincts, the man let his legs part, not even thinking about what might come from such an action. The touch from the prince's tongue briefly began to drive him wild as his own tongue played with Ewan's with much more practice than what he had from before. Kissing was something he knew how to do. With a soft hum, Reese tugged at the man's hair, only to have everything shattered in an instant.

The grab was a surprise, but after that, Reese couldn't quite remember what came next. He knew he was back into the room, his head in pain from the yank of his hair and he was on the floor. His hands hit the stone hard, scuffing them slightly from the rough action, but the sharp shouts was what caught his attention. This certainly wasn't a joke, but Ewan wouldn't believe that. Hell, he wouldn't believe any of the story, but Reese had to try. Rising from the floor, he pointed to himself, jabbing his fingers into his chest. "I'm Riley!" he demanded, raising his voice in a way his sister truly never would. There was no reason to disguise himself any more. His voice dropped slightly into a more appropriate sound for his age, yet there was still a girlish vibe to his words. His natural voice was a perfect balance between the two genders. The only thing Reese could try was to tell the truth and hope. The worst that could happen was he was killed.

"I have been since I was five! Since the true Riley died." He let his hands drop to his side, keeping distance between the two men, yet watching for a response from the man. "Our positions were switched just so our kingdoms could keep this treaty! I swear on my life that is the absolute truth!"
 
"You are NOT Riley!" He spitted the words out, giving a glare over his shoulder at he-.. him as he lifted his hands to press them against the cold glass. This was definitely not what he had been expecting. A pretty younger wife that he could bend to his will, a woman-not a man. But instead he had a man dressed as a woman claiming to be Riley because the true Riley was dead. He could believe that she was dead, there had been reports that the other kings wife and son had been killed but if that wasn't true, if Riley was dead instead then that meant this man before him was either the kings son or a beggar that looked enough like Riley to put in such a position. He doubted it was some beggar. The only one that would of looked close enough to be Riley was the kings son. What was his name? It started with an R just like Riley.

Slowly, very slowly Ewan let his hands drop from the window, pulling in a breath as he did so. It actually didn't matter what his name was, did it? Whether he liked it or not he wasn't going to try and break this marriage. Peace was something worth keeping this marriage over. No, he couldn't kill him and he couldn't reveal his identity to his parents. But he could force him into thinking that he would. Turning he walked over to the edge of his windows, grabbing at the large drapes and quickly pulling them over to cover the large windows. Once that was done he turned to look at Riley, a frown ever present on his face as he reached over and lit a candle. "Take off your clothes." He said the words gently but his blue eyes were cold and hard as he spoke. Quietly he lit candles around the room, stopping by his bedroom door to lock the door before he turned to Riley once again. "You don't have a choice in the matter."
 
Reese wasn't surprised by his outburst, narrowing his own eyes at the man across the room. Nothing else changed about him; he still had his small, feminine look to him, enough to obviously fool anyone, even up close, but his attitude had already changed. As soon as Reese was discovered, he could let his true personality out to play with others around him. He was lost as to what was exactly going through Ewan's mind as he stood at the window, but it was clear he was thinking of something. He remained silent, eyeing the prince carefully before his hand finally began to drop. Reese's entire body tensed, his jaw making it obvious in his movement. He held his ground as the man turned, forcing his own eyes to meet the others.

With his every move, Reese watched, moving just enough to turn to watch him. He couldn't let this man out of his sight now; it was far too dangerous. He was still unsure of his final goal and what he would settle on doing. Covering the windows certainly didn't help the 'princess's' nerves and his eyes swiftly narrowed. "Of course I have a choice," he swiftly argued, sliding back enough to turn his entire body to face Ewan. He may have locked the door, but Reese had to make him believe he could still get away, even if there was truly no way out of the room. "According to everyone outside of those doors, I'm still the princess you married. And I can tell you my father won't take kindly to hearing you flat out raped me, wedding night or not." He folded his arms across his chest, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Princes should able to charm their way into my dress. Not force it." He was, for sure, going to get killed for that.
 
Ewan couldn't help the dark chuckle that slipped from his lips, giving a small shake of his head as he very slowly made his way towards Riley. "According to everyone outside those doors your a woman. This isn't your kingdom, it's mine and if i plan to rape you for lying to not only my fathers face but my mothers i'd have more backing here than you would. I'm more than positive my whole kingdom would agree with me for this betrayal. You and your father lied. This won't just be war, Riley, it will be vengeance. Proof that we never should of trusted your kingdom to begin with. I'm more than positive that you don't want that to happen." His feet stopped a few feet away from the other man, folding his arms across his chest as he looked down at Riley a smirk on his lips. He knew he was going to win and the smugness was written all over his face. "Besides even if you ran to your father there is no way i'd ever just allow you to leave without my consent. You. Belong. To. me. I already told you that."

Stepping forward his hand slipped through Riley's hair, a gentle caress that only lasted a moment before his hand moved back to back hand him across the face. "Now take off your clothes, before i find another reason to hurt you."
 
Faced with that truth, Reese couldn't argue. He was in the other man's territory and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it except for rolling over and allowing the man to do what he pleased. Reese wasn't about to let that happen, but he would give in to his next demand, knowing better than to argue after such a threat. The smug look certainly wasn't making the man feel better about his situation, only to earn a harsh backhanded slap from the larger man. Reese involuntarily gasped, placing his hand over the hit before slowly turning his gaze back to Ewan. His eyes began to water from the pain, but he squeezed them shut to stop himself as Ewan voiced his final command.

The smaller prince backed away, turning slightly to bite back the pain, before he made the careful movement to drag the zipper down his back before shrugging it off his shoulders, pausing for half a moment before he continued to remove the dress. Despite his lack of a chest, Reese certainly looked like a female. Once he dropped the remainder of the dress on the ground, he glanced towards the man beside him, looking for another sign of either approval or plain hatred. He stripped himself of the final bit of clothing before perching on the bed, laying is hands in his lap, giving himself at least a bit of cover in front of the other man. "Pleased?" he asked, mocking the man's demands. "No reason for you to hurt me, is there."
 
His eyes never left Riley as he moved back and then unzipped the back of his dress. They didn't even move as that dress slipped down, keeping a close eye on the other man as his perfect skin was revealed. No breasts. At least they were getting down to the finer details, forcing Riley to show himself for who he truly was. Now the bastard couldn't hide anymore and Ewan would be able to see him for what he was. A man trying to pass himself off as a woman. A very beautiful man but a man none the less.

His eyes narrowed slightly when Riley stood and let the dress hit the floor, eyes looking the man over as he dropped the last piece of clothing and then moved to the bed. Ewan silently followed him scoffing slightly at the man's words. "Less than pleased." Slowly he moved forward, placing himself before Riley so that he could reach down and take his wrists in his hands. Gently he pulled them up so he could see what they were hiding. The moment his eyes saw the very thing that he hoped he wouldn't see they turned cold as ice. Shifting his hands he placed both of Riley's wrists in one hand, keeping a good grip on them as he gave a yank to pull him to his feet once again. "I have reason enough to kill you, don't you know?" His eyebrow lifted, studying Riley's face for a moment before he turned and pulled Riley over to the side table by his bed. With his free hand he opened the little drawer, reaching inside and pulling out a piece of rope. There was much more than that inside but he wasn't going to get to that yet. "Don't move or i will have to hurt you." He spoke as he tightly tied Riley's wrists together, making sure there wasn't any room for him to free himself. Maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all. Riley had no choice but to do as he was told or risk having himself exposed to the rest of the kingdom. Ewan could do what ever he wanted with him.

A smirk slipped onto his lips at the thought, reaching out and grasping Riley's chin to tilt his head back slightly. The man wasn't much shorter than himself but he found that he liked that about him. "Now then, let's try this again. Beg, Riley."
 
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