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

Ewan couldn't help the smirk that grew on his lips as those words left Reese's mouth, humming softly as a free hand came up to wrap around the base of Reese's cock giving it a gentle squeeze. While the flattery was nice it only made Ewan frown softly. He knew Reese wasn't lying but it wasn't words you told your lover, but your mistress on the side. It should of been him begging him to fuck him but he knew he wasn't going to get such words from the man beneath him. Without a single word his mouth went back to work, bringing Reese's orgasm finally to a close. Quietly he gulped down every last drop that was being pumped into his mouth, even licking the man clean once he was done before he sat up once more and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Go change your clothes." Reaching out he pulled Reese's hands before him once again, undoing the ties and tossing the rope back to the ground before he shifted over and onto his own side of the bed. Reese was going to do whatever he wanted now and it wasn't like he was going to stop him or order him around anymore. He had gotten what he wanted, had gotten the man to beg beneath him but for some reason it wasn't enough. He wanted Riley as well as Reese to know who was in charge but Reese was being a stickler. Sighing darkly he slide underneath the blankets, gritting his teeth as his side strained against the movement. The numbing effect was still present but that didn't mean it didn't hurt when he shifted in the wrong way. Not to mention his own bulging erection lying between his legs that he knew wouldn't be looked after and like hell he was going to have Reese or his hand take care of it. All he could do was try and get some sleep.
 
Reese left the bed as commanded and began to change out of the dress, tossing it lightly over his bag. His dress still laid still, draped over the same bags, which quickly caught the man's eye. He drew in a slow breath, taking a minute to himself before completing the task he was instructed to do. His wedding dress should have been a thing to remember, to treasure and keep his hands on. The day should have been something he enjoyed and loved, making memories with a handsome prince as he fell into his arms and heart, just like every other princess he had grown up speaking to. Riley wasn't satisfied with the day, but she was remaining silent deep inside Reese's mind. The feminine side of him didn't want anything to do with this day. She wanted to wake up and find this was some nightmare and she was still in the carriage heading towards her new home

"Dumb bitch," he muttered to himself as he pulled the loose top onto his arms and began to button it closed. "Really thought it would go well?" He was inwardly laughing at himself, pained and worried about what else would lie in his future. He knew he couldn't leave Ewan waiting for too long and tugged on his pants before grabbing his brush and tugging it through his hair. Whatever they had put in it earlier was dry, crisp and crushed, thanks to the long day and Ewan's grip. This was going to he a pain to get out and once he began, he knew he was right. He winced in pain as the brush caught on several of the more tangled parts, swallowing his pain before he paused and worked the brush out of the mess. Drawing in a few small breaths, the man tried again, working them out slowly but surely. It was taking longer than what he hoped so mid-brush, he started back to the bed and took a seat, giving Ewan plenty of space while he continued to work them out. Several minutes later, Riley had finished returning the raven locks back into the silky smooth texture she had grown up with. No more crunching or awkward curls... Reese sighed, setting the brush on top of his bag and returning to the proper end of the bed, hoping to get some sleep.
 
Ewan said nothing as Reese made his way out of the bed, doing nothing more than watching as Reese moved to his bag and started to take off his clothes. From where he was laying he could see the flash of skin and he just barely held back a moan, rolling over so he didn't have to watch any more of that wonderful skin appear. He knew if he did he'd be throwing Reese back onto the bed and fucking him into the mattress. His cock throbbed in approval but he knew he had already pushed Reese to his limits. Any more and the man would be even more broken and hurt than he already was. Not physically but mentally.

Sighing softly he ran a hand through his hair, not looking back over until the bed dipped again. Silently he watched Reese brush his hair out, holding back the urge to reach out and wrapped his fingers in those silky locks once again. Doing so would only make him want to be cruel, to yank and pull at those strands until Reese was crying out in pain. Gritting his teeth he resigned himself to just laying there, not moving until eventually Reese laid down onto the bed and laid down. Pushing himself up slightly he finally reached out, hesitating only a second before he grabbed Reese and pulled the man to him. "You sleep beside me." He huffed the words darkly into the man's ear, wrapping his strong arms around Reese's waist to keep him there as he snuggled into the bed with him. "Better this way." Yes, much better. Just having Reese in his arm's was a comfort. He may of known him only a day but he couldn't help the possessive surge that swept over him the minute he saw him. Tomorrow they were going to be needing some time apart and he knew just how to accomplish that. Gently his hands splayed across Reese's warm stomach and hip beneath the shirt, wanting to feel skin beneath his fingers as he pressed himself more firmly against the man. "Tomorrow you will be helping my mother arrange for the move. Your side of it is all that needs to be sorted out now." His hips shifted forward, pressing his still hard cock into Reese's ass. "Tell her exactly what you want there and what you wish to bring with you. This will be your home just as much as mine."
 
The firm tug from his husband forced Reese into the mattress, half expecting to be pounced once again and pushed harshly against the bed. His body tensed, preparing for the oncoming storm, only to be left shocked once Ewan did nothing more than lightly touch him. He glanced towards the man before slowly turning to his side, allowing his body to fall into a limp, exhausted state, allowing sleep to climb over him like a horrible monster from the shadows. To make it worse, Ewan was still speaking and instructing him to do things. If the man would just shut up, even for a small amount of time, and hold him like this; gently, peacefully, comforting him, perhaps this could work. Reese wasn't going to completely break for the man, he was too proud for that. Riley may, sadly, but Reese still had his spirit. But to have a minute like this was something special. He could learn to enjoy this if it came around again. Despite his desire to sleep, the hidden princess kept himself alert long enough to hear and respond to what his husband was telling him.

"She'll let me bring exactly what I want?" he asked softly. Ewan had suggested his seamstress earlier, but anyone could be told and taught to do what she had done. Reese's father had his own working for him so it was possible to bring the prince's along. It would make everything easier for them. What else would he want to bring though? There were so many things he was used to having, all of which would be laughed at by the queen but he was tempted to ask for them anyway. Reese squeezed his eyes shut for a short moment before opening them again, the volume of his voice dropping to a low mutter to the man. "You're quite distracting," he added, feeling the man more than he really wanted to right then. Sleep was more important than sex, he thought. But he could be wrong. In fact he would be if Ewan decided to demand anything from him. "And I'm trying to sleep..."
 
"Yea, anything." Pushing himself up slightly he grabbed at the blankets, tugging them up and over them before he settled back down against Reese. "I already told her again your seamstress so you don't have to worry about that. Tell her, she's gonna need you on her side if she thinks she's going to have any say on how our kingdom is going to be run." He hummed softly at his own words, liking the sound of the kingdom being theirs. It was true though, his mother had a death grip on the power she held and Ewan knew his mother would try and find some way to control things behind scenes.

A soft grunt left him when Reese called him distracting, hands tightening just enough to flatten Reese's back fully against his chest. "And your in my bed, against me while i'm horny as hell." To prove his point he thrusted forward into Reese's ass, groaning at the friction. "Fuck, you feel good against me." His lips pressed against the back of Reese's neck through that wall of hair, pulling in a deep breath as he let his eyes close. "Didn't you tell me your people can stay up as long as needed? You should prove it to me, Reese." His hands slipped up, taking the shirt with them as his fingers sought out the other man's nipples. When they found them his hands stopped, just barely rubbing over them to make them hard. "Get undressed Reese. I want to feel you naked against me."
 
If the woman thought she was going to have a say in their new kingdom, Riley would laugh in her face. And that was no exaggeration. If one was living in a kingdom, they could have a say, but unless they were threatening with a war, they had no opinion or chance to put in a word. Riley grew up under the shadow of Ewan's kingdom controlling their army, tying them up in a useless battle. There was no chance in hell that same woman was gong to get a word in about her son's new home. "I'll keep that in mind," he muttered before beginning to turn to look at the man behind him. There was no worry about the door being opened, thanks to the lock, so there was no reason or excuse to use against doing what was asked of him. At least Ewan was being more polite about things this time.

Reese rolled his eyes quickly, just in time for the man's fingers to begin assaulting the sensitive flesh on his chest. He drew in a sharp breath and closed his eyes, waiting for the man to finish his touching before he began to move. His fingers took to his shirt and soon enough he was tugging it off, turning onto his other side to face Ewan, glancing at him for a moment before stripping off his pants. He drew in a slow breath, taking a short look at the discarded articles of clothing before turning to the man beside him again, sliding closer to him, making sure to face the man this time around. If they were going to do anything, Reese wasn't ready to feel like a whore again. If he wanted the man to stay up as long as he needed, Reese was going to, but in his own style.
 
Gently he rolled one nipple and then the other between his fingers, just holding himself back from actually pinching too hard. He had already given Reese his punishment, so he was at least trying not to hurt him. How long that would last, there was no telling. He could already feel his lips parting and his teeth slipping across Reese's clothed shoulder. Grunting softly his hands slipped down from the man's nipples, allowing him to pull his shirt up and off his head. At least Reese was doing what he was told to do now, that would make things easier. He was damn certain he'd end up hurting the man again if he refused him in any way. Right now, was about giving Reese pleasure and then taking his own.

Ewan's breath caught as that sight of delicious flesh was revealed to him, pulling back the blanket to look at Reese naked. His eyes slowly took in the sight, moving down and then back up before a smirk settled on his lips. Reaching out his fingers slowly slipped down Reese's side, blue eyes watching his own hand move. When he got to Reese's hip he grasped it, tugging on the other man to bring him back over and against him. Sighing he shifted Reese so he was in the perfect spot, chin resting on his head. The contact of naked flesh against his own made a soft moan to slip from him, grip tightening as if to warn Reese not to pull away. Ewan wasn't sure he would be able to seriously fuck Reese into the bed with the injuries he had but that didn't mean he wasn't going to get what he wanted. "Take my pants off Reese. Your going to ride me." At this point he knew he wasn't going to be able to dominate Reese the way he wished he could, not with an injury like his own. Right there on those much needed stomach muscles and side muscles that aided in the whole thrusting part. for now he was just going to have to settle with Reese above him, instead of below him. That is until he could use his stomachache and side again. "Hurry. Before i decide laying here isn't good enough."
 
Reese slid against the man once he was pulled, settling exactly where he wanted him to be. The warmth Ewan was emitting from his body was more than he was used to from his knight, but there was the same sort of familiar, comforting feeling. Except for the firm lump in the man's pants. He didn't think the peace would last very long and before the thought could really come out, Ewan spoke up. Well at least he wasn't going to get pounded. It would be up to him this time around. Even if Ewan tried to take control, his injury would hold him back enough for the man to give up some sort of control to his wife. Thinking of which... Reese slid away just enough to remove the man's pants, being extra careful around his wounded hip. If he touched it wrong, he could see his life ending right then and there. Once he got past it though, along with an extra foot just in case, Reese finished the task in front of him.

The smaller man's eyes lingered on Ewan's erection for a short moment before he reached into the drawer he remembered seeing the man get into earlier. Ewan may have wanted to hurt him but like hell he was going to let him now and certainly not in that way. He put a bit on his hand, only to wipe it off around the man's cock, making sure to tease the tip before he slid over the man, leaning over him for a short moment while he slid his own fingers inside of himself for the final preparation. Reese bit back a small hum, closing his eyes briefly before pushing himself slowly down onto the man, releasing a light groan as his husband began to fill him.
 
Ewan hissed slightly as material moved across his hip, ignoring the stinging as he watched Reese slip down his body to remove the offending object from his form. Once it was gone he reached back, grabbing the pillow to keep himself still as those desire filled eyes watched Reese move over him. He had seen the way Reese had looked him over, knew he was ready for this. The moment those fingers touched his aching member his back arched up and off the bed, grunting shortly after as pain shot through his hip. "Fuck, Reese." His hands tightened on the pillow, knuckles going white as he kept himself still. Another low moan came from him as Reese slipped his own fingers beneath him, watching Reese's face as he finger fucked himself. "Dammit, Reese. Hurry." He didn't have to wait long before sweet heat surrounded the head of his cock, moaning as his cock slipped further and further inside the man.

Once he was fully seated his hands moved, grasping hold of Reese's hips as he pulled in slow breath's. It felt so good just to be inside the man and he knew he wasn't going to be able to control himself. "Move Reese, before i make you move." This was going to drive him crazy he just knew it. Though he tightened his hands on Reese's hips to keep himself from moving his hips jutted up anyways, causing pain and pleasure to spark through his body. Dammit, this was torture.
 
Reese had to give himself a short moment to adjust to the new position he was in before he had a chance to move. Ewan though, was being even more impatient than normal, demanding things that Reese was about to continue with anyway. Once the man spoke, or commanded, the smaller male drew in a sharp breath, lifting himself up before pushing down again, quickly falling into a rhythm. It only took a few thrusts for him to feel ready enough to gain a bit of speed, sliding more of his husband into him as he continued his moves. Even if the man began to thrust, Reese continued on, moving against his own actions with a light groan. He placed his hands on either side of Ewan's chest, avoiding the scars as much as he could. It was bad enough that he was doing this, but Reese still had to keep somewhat of a level head to watch Ewan to keep from placing his hands in the wrong spots.

Meanwhile, Reese continued moving, wavering between sense and a mind-blowing good time. For once, in this relationship, he was having a chance to take control, at least a slight bit. In this case, he could control a bit of the speed and the direction that Ewan entered him at. In the beginning, the pleasure was rocking his mind but as he went on, the princess continued to push himself, leaning over the man and setting his hands on Ewan's chest, avoiding each of the wounds as well as he could. But that courtesy didn't last very long, as he had placed himself in the optimal angle for the highest amount of pleasure for himself. With the man's own movements mixing with his own, it didn't take long for him to fall into a new, faster rhythm.
 
A low moan slipped from his lips when Reese finally started to move, his own hips shifting slightly every time Reese slide down again. The friction Reese's movement caused was amazing and he couldn't help but just let go, for once giving his control away completely. His hands slackened, doing nothing more than holding on to those narrow hips. He didn't urge Reese on, didn't push at him or try and make him move faster. He didn't even berate Reese when the man's hands brushed one of the many cuts covering his chest, only giving a hiss and meeting Reese as he thrusted down. No, he was giving up to Reese in this moment, giving in to the other man's desires instead of just taking his own. Of course it wouldn't last long though, a fact that Reese would probably know but for this moment, for right now, Reese was pulling the reins.

His hips moved faster when Reese moved faster, pushing himself up slightly to press kisses against Reese's neck and shoulder. slowly he moved his way up, brushing kiss after kiss across that soft delicate skin until they found Reese's own lips. It was then that his fingers found Reese's hair, sliding inside to grasp hold of the silky strands to hold him mostly in place as he kissed him. Hard and aggressive, more of a clashing of teeth and tongue than a kiss. Even though it was a brutal kiss his fingers stayed gentle, keeping a light hold on Reese as he kissed him. When he couldn't breath any more he pulled away, flopping back to the bed with a groan only to slide his hand out of Reese's hair and wrap it around the man's member to start pumping it in time with his thrusts. "Cum for me, Reese."
 
The feeling of the man's kisses only urged Reese on, insisting that he continue and push forward until it came to a point far past control. The amount of power that Reese was holding right now, for however short a moment, was perfect enough that even when Ewan grabbed at his hair and pulled him into an aggressive kiss, the smaller man didn't seem to mind. His breath shortened just enough to breath between the attacks from the other man's lips, forgetting to focus on anything but the pleasure his body was earning from this experience. If Ewan hadn't have given up, or let him take some control, this whole situation could have changed. Lucky for both of them, they wouldn't have to think about such a thing. Despite the harsh attack on his lips, Reese didn't mind how this was turning out.

And once his husband's hand began to pump his cock, Reese knew he was going to loose control on his body. There was no possible way he could hold back through all of it and, with another small change, Reese caught his breath between heavy pants, only to cum a minute later. His body rocked against the man's, muscles clenching with a groan of pleasure. To anyone who may have been outside of their door, thanks to Reese's naturally higher-than-normal, the sound could be seen as a woman's in the heat of passion. But Reese paid no attention to such an idea, in favour of working his body until he felt Ewan reach his breaking point as well. And once he did and both of their bodies began to calm down again, Reese held himself up by his arms, leaning over Ewan again, trying to catch his breath before he needed to move from his position. His eyes closed for a short moment before opening just enough to look at the man laying beneath him. If he could put any thought behind it, he would have been looking for signs that he enjoyed it or was pleased in any way with how things worked out. Sadly, Reese's mind was still recovering, so he could only tell from verbal or other obvious, in-your-face signs.
 
The hot stream that spurted over his hand and chest made Ewan's eyes snap to Reese's face, watching the pleasure he found there full him even more. It only took a couple more thrusts before he too was cumming, hips snapping one last time before he went still. Softly he panted, keeping his eyes on the man above him. Though the moment Reese made any move to try and get off he grabbed the man, pulling him down ontop of him and wrapping his arm's around him. "Fuck Reese." He whispered the words into his ear, keeping a tight hold on the man as his body recovered from it's orgasm. Silently he kept him there as he waited for his breathing to even, allowing his cock to soften inside the other man. Once he was settled down he let him go, pushing him off so he could pull out of the man and flop back onto the bed.

"Go get a wash cloth." He waved his hand towards the bathroom, instantly annoyed with the quickly drying substance on his chest and stomach. As gross as he found that he couldn't help but think back to the look he had seen on Reese's face. They way his body had squeezed him as if it didn't want to let him go. Damn, he could already feel his cock starting to harden at the very thought. Like hell he was going to be able to do that again but that didn't mean it wasn't going to try.
 
He had to get up already? Reese had just found a spot beside Ewan to settle in, at least for the beginning of the night, and he was being told to get up and find a cloth. He let out a soft, annoyed groan before sliding from the bed and heading towards the bathroom. If he moved fast enough, he could get back into the bed without a worry and the two of them could finally fall asleep. So, without another sound, the man left the larger room, wet a towel and brought it back to the man for his use. He didn't bother to even sit down as he waited to take the towel back to it's proper home, rinsing it off before setting it out to dry. And once he was back in the room, Reese crossed to the bed and slid back onto the covers like he had been minutes before. Except this time, he had calmed down to a more comfortable speed of breath, not to mention his body returned to a normal temperature.

Finally the drain from the day began to wash over him. Reese took in a slow breath of the crisp night air in the room, holding it for a moment before letting it out and repeating the process. It was a simple way to calm down after something stressful and gave him a better chance to fall asleep in a normal amount of time.

Carefully, the man moved, nudging the blankets down to let both Ewan and himself under them before pulling them back up and settling his head against the pillow he had so greatly missed all day. Sleeping in a carriage ride was horrible compared to any bed, and this bed was like a peaceful cloud with how tired the prince was. With the feeling and events still slowly playing through his mind, Reese took a chance to look at his new partner, waiting to see how soon he would want to sleep and how he was planning on doing things. Obviously, if he changed his mind after Reese got settled, Ewan would pull his wife closer and make her form around him. That was fine; Reese had a talent at sleeping almost anywhere; including beside another person.
 
Ewan rolled slightly when Reese got up to do as he was told, watching that fine ass sway as he walked across the room and towards the bathroom. Yea, his dick was really trying hard to come back to full hard but it just wasn't making it. Pulling in a deep breath he rolled back onto his back, giving a small shake of his head as he pressed a hand to his face. He didn't remove it until Reese had returned, taking the towel that he was offered and wiping himself off before he handed it back to Reese. Once again he watched him walk away, liking the way his hips moved. With effort he forced himself to look away, berating himself in his head that he needed to stop this damned torture.

Once Reese was finally back in the bed he reached out once again, pulling the smaller male against him firmly. He winced slightly as Reese's body met his but he said nothing, doing nothing more than curled up and around his wife with a soft sigh. It felt good to have someone in his arms at night. usually after having sex he sent his partner away, knowing it wouldn't be proper to be seen with them in the morning but Reese was different. Reese was his wife, it was expected that he would stay in his bed all night. "Goodnight." He said the word softly, eyes closing a second later. It didn't take long before he was softly snoring, sleep taking him almost instantly.
 
When Reese finally settled into the bed, pressed against the larger man, his eyes drifted closed. He had slept against his knight more times than he could count and it felt the same. Almost. The comfort was there, the warmth, the figure... but with his knight he felt safe. In his place against Ewan, he felt awkward, like it was a temporary thing that wouldn't last long. Perhaps it was how he had treated him during the day; like a woman, his property, an item, a whore, but no matter what it was it didn't feel right. Reese was away from home for the first time ever, staying in a strange man's bed, trying to please him without breaking his own spirit. It was more work than he ever thought it would be.

Despite his exhaustion, the prince stayed up far past when Ewan had fallen asleep, listening to his snores, noting how quickly their breaths seemed to align. That thought was what eventually put him to sleep and he was silently grateful for such a thing. He had the feeling still looming over him but he was comfortable enough to fall asleep. That was enough for him, it seemed.

The morning came too soon. The cracks of light shined in the window, along with a fresh breeze. Like always, Reese woke with the sun, slowly turning in the bed. Some time during the night he had turned onto his stomach, arms folded beneath his head, holding up the pillow from the bed below, but he turned onto his back without disturbing his partner. At first, he looked over the ceiling, surprised by the different pattern above him until he was reminded of what had happened the day before. 'Dammit, it wasn't a dream,' he thought to himself before letting out a forced sigh, eyes sliding closed once again. He could feel Ewan still sleeping beside him, a comforting yet haunting idea. He let out a soft hum, glancing to the man before attempting to slide from the bed yet keep Ewan asleep for as long as he could. Waking up the man this early would be a death wish.
 
Ewan's sleep was peaceful with Reese laying in his arms. Damn he had missed this feeling. Of having someone else in his arms as he slept. There had only been one person he had slept with all night, one person he had ever allowed to get so close to him. When the bed shifted beside him he groaned, shifting his position slightly to reach out and grab Reese's wrist. "Riley." He muttered the name, eyes blinking open as his hold tightened to keep the other man from leaving. Slowly his head lifting, sun flashing in his eyes only making him groan darkly again. "Fuck, Woman. You weren't kidding." With another dark groan he rolled and pressed his face into his pillow, not once releasing his hold on Reese. "Too early." He sounded like a child whining into his pillow but at least as he did so he released Reese, scratching at the back of his head as he finally pushed himself up and into a sitting position.

Slowly he stretched, thick muscles rolling under smooth skin. That is except for the cuts on his chest, hip and stomach. Yawning he rubbed at his face, throwing his legs over the side of the bed so he could try and wake himself up a little more. "Bath. We both need a bath." Pushing himself up he slowly made his way around the bed, arms going over his head to stretch once again. Right before reaching the door he looked back at Reese, a smirk settling on his lips. "Take one with me?" He already knew what the answer was going to be. No. Reese didn't have a fiber in his body that made him want to do anything with him. Ewan knew that, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to tease the man anyways. It was fun to see the anger and hate spark in those beautiful eyes. The way his whole face took on a displeased expression always sent shivers down his spine. "I'm sure we could wash each other after such a night."
 
As Ewan began to stir, Reese froze, turning towards him cautiously. He was complaining, which was expected, but not enraged. Looks like Reese was lucky this time. A smile slid across his lips when the man hid his face from the oncoming sun, finding the action almost adorable. He ran his fingers gently through the back of Ewan's hair, gently ruffling it in response to his complaints and pulling away before he rose from his bed. His eyes lingered over him, watching as he moved around the room, heading towards the bathroom. A bath sounded like a wonderful idea and he sucked in a breath, letting his eyes close for a short moment with the smile growing on his face once again. Until the man spoke, that is. Then it faded and he turned his attention towards him again. A bath, yes. With him?

"No," he responded quickly, barely giving himself a chance to think. Riley had never taken a bath with anyone, other than the nurse who had been assigned to him. But even she left him alone for years. There were too many things he had to do in the bathroom. No one would want to deal with him or his routines. Luckily he had been cleaned up the day before he left his home, which gave him a few weeks before anything needed to be done again. Of course, the methods he took were painful but being a woman in a man's body demanded it. Reese scratched his chin where light stubble sat two days before. Letting out another sigh, he turned to look at Ewan. "I doubt you'd want to deal with bathing with me. You go ahead." By the time Riley did everything that was needed, she just wanted to get out of the tub and get on with her day. While it was relaxing, it wasn't nearly as enjoyable for another person. "Unless you'd like to get some more rest and I'll take mine first."
 
The no made Ewan frown, smirk instantly disappearing as he watched Reese's face. No. He wasn't going to join him. Ewan couldn't help but feel disappointed, frown deepening as Reese continued to explain himself. For a moment he was silent, glancing to the bed before looking to Ewan once again. Slowly he pulled in a deep breath, giving a small shake of his head as his eyebrows crunched together. "You are my wife. At some point i will have to figure out what you do in the bathroom. Otherwise how do you expect us to live together?" He gave another shake of his head, starting to make his way back over to Reese. When he reached him his hand came up, slipping across the man's cheek to slide into that long hair. "No matter what routines you have it's not going to run me off." It wasn't like he had much of a choice to leave Reese behind anyways. Beyond that if he wanted Reese to accept him it was best to start with accepting everything about Reese, right?

Letting his hand drop he took Reese's, turning and leading him towards the bathroom before he could really say anything about it. "You need to do something about that stuble anyways. i don't think i've ever seen any other woman besides you that has hairs on her face." He chuckled, giving a small shake of his head as he led Reese into the bathroom. "Then again there really isn't a woman like you at all."
 
Reese stood up when he was pulled, walking along behind Ewan with a bit of a pout suddenly appearing on his face. "I will punch you," he threatened. It may not do much damage, but that was ideal and it would make Reese feel better. His spirit was beginning to show. His morning so far had gone well, despite waking up his new husband far earlier than he was used to. If he played his cards right and Ewan worked with him, the only stressful time that day would be when Reese had to meet the man's mother. "Keep teasing me and you'll get my fist in your face." Reese may have been threatening the man but the soft tone and nonthreatening sound made it clear he was simply joking. That was one way he showed his feelings, oddly enough.

As he passed, he picked up a bag that he planned to keep in the bathroom hidden out of the way. Setting it down, Reese began to dig through it, pushing his hair out of his face with a hum of displeasure. "Do you have a cleaning staff?" he asked as he pulled out two bottles for use in the bath, another for a relaxing scent which he enjoyed using and finally a thin, sharp knife. There were a few more things in the bag which he left in for the time being, setting the knife back in as well, before glancing towards the man beside him. "Speaking of that... who's going to find out in our new home?" This was probably something he never thought about before. Reese knew he hadn't.

As he gave the man something to think about, Reese moved towards the bathtub to start the water and add the dark purple bottle into the water. A smirk tugged onto his lips. If he added the lavender scent into the water and both Ewan and Riley shared the same scent, perhaps it would make his mother feel better about the couple. And if not, it would at least claim the man as his own in his own way.
 
Ewan couldn't help the soft chuckle at Reese's words. "Punch me?" He gave a small shake of his head, dropping Reese's hand the moment they were in the bathroom. "I doubt you would even know how to punch some body, though your more than willing to try. Just don't get mad when your the one hurt in the end." Yes, he was teasing Reese again, smirking brightly as he watched the man dig through that bag. His question made him frown for a moment, thinking it over before he looked up and at the door behind closet door. "It's in the closet. Along with anything else you will be needing." At the next question he gave a small sigh, hand coming up to rub at his face. Obviously Ewan's patience was starting to wear thin, though it had never been long to begin with. "The castle will have all new servants. Ones from both my kingdom and yours. There is always a risk of someone finding out more than they truly need to now Riley. It's best to always be on the safe side." Slowly he stepped to the side when Reese stood and headed over to the bath, frowning slightly as the scent of lavender filled the small room. Lavender. Did he truly think he was going to get into a bath filled with the scent of Lavender?

Scrunching his nose he moved to lean back against the skin, arm's folding across his chest as he continued to watch Reese. Well there was one good thing about them sharing a bath together. They smelled the same. Even if it was lavender, which Ewan himself wasn't too happy about but at least no one could say they weren't getting along. And it would be almost like a scent marker that she belonged to him. Like hell if he was going to let anyone else think they could walk in and try and steal his wife from him. Even that knight Reese had before him.
 
Once things began to get moving, Reese nodded, approaching Ewan again. He could tell Ewan wasn't too pleased with what he was doing but Reese wasn't about to stop. This would be his own form of torture. He mentioned a risk and it sent a shiver down the man's spine. How many people really needed to know? Or more like how many would find out? Riley would never expose herself to others and Reese was more than careful to keep things under wraps. Only time could tell. But until then, he took the empty space in front of the man and gave him a solid poke in the middle of his chest, away from scars, ready to torment the man. "You'll get in the bath, right?" he asked, raising his eyebrows, waiting for a proper response. "It'll help your wounds, first off. Second, maybe your mother will accept that we've done something." Speaking his logic aloud may help him realize, or hopefully agree to, what he was doing and why.

No matter what the man's response was, the man lifted himself onto the balls of his feet, laying his hands against the man to hold himself up and place a kiss on his cheek. After Ewan's adorable moment that morning, Reese couldn't help but be at least a small bit attracted to the man. Sure, he had the looks and certainly had the body, but his charm and personality was some times lacking. His complaints that morning were making up for it. At least until his next outburst. Sometimes Reese could be more of a girl than he really wanted to admit. But he couldn't help it; his sister had a habit of coming around when it came to men.
 
The thump to his chest made surprise slip across Ewan's face, confused for a moment on what he was supposed to do. Really he hadn't expected Reese to do anything more than get into the bath tub. But when that finger jutted into his chest he couldn't help but suck in a quick breath. This was more of a reaction than he thought he was ever going to get from Reese and it started a tidal wave of emotions that berated him just like Reese was berating him. "Um, yes.." He almost choked over his own words, eyes widening further as the smaller man before him continued on. Was Reese trying to convince him to get into the bath now? Wasn't that what he had been trying to do seconds ago? Was it because of the lavender scent? Did Reese think he wasn't going to get in because of it? Or was it that for some strange reason they both finally agreed on something. Wanting to smell exactly like the other person. Ewan couldn't wrap his mind around it.

Though it seemed he wasn't even going to get the chance to as hands pressed to his chest, Reese's lips brushing a kiss against his cheek a second later. Almost instantly Ewan let out a strangled sound, a bright brush crossing his features as he stepped to the side, hands clenched into fists. "R-riley! What are you doing?" His heart and breath had picked up speed, uncertainty and confusion in those brilliant eyes. really, he had no idea what so ever on how he was supposed to react to something like this. Begging. He could deal with that. Yelling and screaming. Could deal with that too. Pain. A walk in the park. But this! THIS! was something completely new to him. No one showed him affection like that. No one even dared to try and do something like that. Not even anyone he had ever bedded. Maybe it was because he always tied them down to have his way with them or the fact that his own anger lashing out kept them from being gentle, he didn't know but Reese was stepping over that new barrier and Ewan was confused.
 
Instantly, Reese pulled back, wide eyed at first, only to furrow his brows seconds later. He stared at the man in both confusion and observation, trying to figure out his reaction before getting too close. Now he was confused...

"I'm sorry... did that hurt?" he asked, uncertain as to what was now going on. Ewan acted as if he had just gotten burnt by something and the stunned expression lead the man to believe he had no idea what was happening either. He parted his lips again to speak, only to find nothing there and close them again. He began to lift a hand, only to drop it a second later, still attempting to examine the man's reaction. There didn't seem to be anything that made sense about it so Reese decided to drop it for that moment. The birds were beginning to chirp outside of the window, which briefly called his attention over before turning back towards Ewan. With another studious look, the amber eyed man raised an eyebrow only to drop it as he turned around and perch on the edge of the tub.

"Going to go first or should I?" He needed to get things done before it came time for the couple to see off Reese's father and begin the whirlwind of planning their move. Reese shivered at the thought of having to meet with the queen and her ice cold stare. If the princess was a betting type, he would have place money on the number of stone statues his mother-in-law had hidden in the castle. She certainly seemed like the type.
 
The question made his eyes suddenly narrow on Reese's, pulling in a slow breath between his slightly parted lips before he answered. "No.." It was just a soft whisper, that one word. The confusion and uncertainty still in those blue eyes. Silently he watched as Reese's lips parted to say something only for them to close a second later without uttering a sound. Obviously his wife had no idea what to do in this situation. At least there was that. Maybe Reese, hadn't meant to do it. That made him feel better. He could deal with something that wasn't actually meant to happen, something that had no thought behind it. Because damn, if he had actually meant to place a kiss on his cheek like that he knew he wouldn't be able to relax until he knew exactly why he had done something like that.

His eyes followed Reese's when they looked towards the window, noticing that this was about the time he usually woke up, right before the maids decided to head over and wake him up. When Reese turned and headed over to the tub he followed him inside, closing and locking the door behind him just in case. Even though the bedroom door was still locked he wasn't taking any chances. It wasn't like he was the only person in the castle that had a key to his room, a key he usually kept in said room but that was beyond the point.

At the question he stepped forward, glancing at the steaming water before he looked to Reese again. For a moment he silently inspected the man, as if he was truly seeing him for the first time. He only did so for a moment before he stepped forward and into the tub, sinking down so he was in a sitting position before he reached out and grabbed Reese. With a tug he pulled him down into the water, making it splash all over the place with a chuckle. If Reese was willing to surprise him, he was damn well going to surprise Reese. That is in a safe way, like catching the man so he didn't hit his head on anything. "Together, I said we were bathing together." He smirked, wrapping his arm's around Reese's waist to keep him from trying to get out of the tub.
 
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