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~sasuke_uchiha_uke~ Kidnapped Prince ~naochan~

Aaron's back arched again, his head falling back as his jaw hung low with a long moan. "D-dante~" he moaned softly, clenching his eyes. He didn't want to say it! Still, his lover was asking so nicely... he couldn't deny him.

The boy leaned forward a bit, putting a hand on the back of the neko's ear to cup it closer to his mouth as he whimpered out in an oh so soft voice. "M-my pen..." he started, but corrected himself not long after. "My cock is hard..."
 
Dante's cock throbbed at those words. He smirked a little bit at him. "Mm...is that right?" he whispered, moving down on him. He got between Aaron's legs and licked up his cock slowly. He knew he would have to take Aaron home very soon, but...he really wanted to enjoy and savor this boy now.
 
Aaron nodded his head, hopeing he wouldn't be made to say it again. But his fears and embarassment were dashed when a tongue trailed along his hard member, and he pushed his hands down to tangle into the dark hair. "K-kitty~" he moaned. "It feels so good, don't stop, please," he begged, rocking his hips forward.
 
"Such a naughty little boy," Dante whispered with a small laugh as he cupped his balls in one hand and took the head of his cock into his mouth and started to suck on it softly. His eyes looked up at the cute little prince.
 
The boy's face somehow got darker at that... yet he nodded. "I'm your naughty prince," he whimpered, flinching in pleasure as heat surrounded his member. "Kitty, kitty, don't stop touching your naughty prince." Aaron found this easier to say, it didn't feel as... forbiden as saying his cock was hard.
 
Dante laughed softly around his cock as he took more of it down his throat. His naughty prince. Yeah...he liked that. He could get used to that. His the tip of his tail flicked back and forth, his ears drooped down in pleasure on his head. He purred around his member as he sucked harder.
 
Aaron was panting, his mouth hanging open to get in much needed air, and spitting out some of the water that got into his mouth. "Ah! uh, oh unnng," he moaned, eyes clutching shut, and when the kitty deep throated him, the prince almost lost it, just barely hanging on. It was the purring that got him. The second those vibrations reached his cock, the boy came. Since this was his third orgasm that night, only a few small spurts of cum came out, but it was no less pleasurable.

The princess knees gave out from under him, and he slid down onto the shower floor, eyes dazed, body shivering and exhausted.
 
((Are they in the shower? I don't think they are. I think they are on dante's bed))

Dante smiled as he pulled back and looked up at the young prince. He knew he would have to take him home soon. Maybe Dante would take him far away from this land someday soon. Tonight though, he needed to get his naughty prince home.
 
[read back, after having sex they go to the shower, have sex again, and Aaron's still hard. They're still in the shower XP]

The boy panted still, trying to catch his breath, but once he did and opened his eyes, he wrapped his arms around his neko's neck. "I love you," he yipped, finching as he said this, hopeing he wasn't pushing his luck.
 
((ooh okie))

Dante smiled at him and nuzzled against him a bit. He didn't say it back, not right now anyway. He wasn't going to push him away though. "We need to get you home," he said softly as he picked him up and stepped out of the shower.
 
It hurt a little that Dante didn't return the words, but other then a slight frown he didn't show it. "Ok," he agreed, part of him wanting to put up another fight about staying, but he was so tired. Aaron clung to the neko as he was lifted up, and closed his eyes to relax, and possably fall asleep in his arms. "My teddy," he mumbled, not wanting to leave his teddy bear behind.
 
Dante smiled and nodded his head, but he had to set the boy down to get dressed. So, he set him on his bed and then turned to get dressed in black pants and a black long sleeve shirt that clung nicely to his body. He turned back to the boy. "My prince needs to get dressed," he whispered, brushing his hair away from his face and leaned down to kiss his forehead.
 
Aaron laid down on the bed and curled up as the neko pulled on clothes. He whinned a bit when he was told to get dressed, and blue eyes fluttered open to look at Dante. He didn't want to go! But he nodded his head with a slight frown and pulled his pajamas back on, grabbing his teddy bear and clutching it to his chest. He waited silently, tiredly, to be picked up and brought back home.

By the ache in his heart and back side, and by how little he was sure he'd be able to sleep tonight, he knew tomorrow was going to be hell for him.
 
"Pretend that you are sick," Dante muttered, nodding his head a little bit as he went over and picked him up, cradling him bridal style against his chest. He left his house quickly and started his way back to the castle. It was about three in the morning and he knew that Aaron would be tired and sore when the sun rose up. "It'll hurt. You'll be a bit sore until you are used to me."
 
Aaron nodded his head a little, cuddling to the neko' chest. He nodded again when he was told that he'd be sore, he was already feeling it. It wasn't long before the boy was fast asleep in Dante's arms.
 
Really, Dante didn't want to take him him. He wanted to keep the boy at his place forever. Or at least run away with him to a faraway land. Fake Aaron's death or something....but...that would have to wait for now until they could come up with something. He laid Aaron in his bed when they got to the castle and kissed his head, tucking him in. "Sleep well, my naughty prince," he whispered before disappearing into the night.
 
Aaron was woken up early the next day by his favorite castle maid, Anna. She gently shook him awake, and the boy mewled and shook his head. "I don't feel well today Anna," he whimpered, and the woman gave a soft sigh, looking at him with pity in her warm eyes. "You must get up young master, your father has another suiter downstairs. I'll set out your clothes, please hurry, you father isn't very patient today."

The boy whimpered again, pushing himself up into a sit, and he almost let out a soft cry as pain raced up his spine. He hurt! Oh he hurt so much! But he had to get up, or father would be furious, so, he pulled on the fancy clothing laid out for him, and limped his way down the stairs, keeping his head down.
 
Prince Jericho stood with his hands behind his back as he waited for the young Prince Aaron to make his appearance. His light, almost white colored hair fell into silver eyes a bit. He was surprised that he was here, actually. He had known that the king did not want his son to be gay, but yet, here he was, a suitor to his son. How weird. Nonetheless, he was happy. He always thought the Aaron was cute.
 
Aaron reached the bottom of the stairs with a soft sigh. Damn that had hurt!!! It would hurt more going up stairs he knew, but for now he gave a soft sigh and went into the dinning hall, where he was to meet his suitor and his father. What he saw though made him freeze and look to his dad in confusion.

"Anna told me you had another suitor father?" he questioned, flinching as the man grabbed him from the back of the neck and walked him towards Jaricho, forcing him to bow the way the girls had to him. "He is your suitor. You seem to be set on being a little bitch, so you will be treated as a woman, understood?!" his father growled, letting go of Aaron before stepping back. "Jericho is a well brought up boy, he would make a great king, and you a queen."

"B-but father!" he cried out, standing up straight the second he could. "I'm not gay!" he tried to insist, but flinched away from his father's glare.
 
Jericho couldn't help the small smirk on his face as he watched Aaron and his father. He never particularly liked this King, but he adored his son. He inclined his head to Aaron as he was force to bow. Poor boy. He would get him out of his father's clutches very soon. "Ah, well. You will make a beautiful Queen," he whispered, grabbing Aaron's hand and kissing his knuckles lightly. "I'll treat you as my Queen, as a Queen should be."
 
Aaron flushed darkly as his knuckles were kissed, but he didn't dare pull his hand back. His father would be pissed! "I'm not a woman," he whimpered softly, flinching as his father grabbed him again.

"Not yet, go back upstairs, Anna will have something upstairs for you." The boy nodded his head and quickly got up the stairs, holding back his pained whimpers, but what he saw upstairs made him cry out. "He wants me to wear this?!?!" There was some verbal fighting, and the sound of Anna's voice trying to calm the boy down, before Aaron came back down the stairs with tears in his eyes, and a tight blue dress on his body. His cheeks were dark red and he kept his eyes clenched shut as his father walked by him and out of the room. "Treat my daughter kindly Jaricho," he called before leaving.
 
Jericho had to bite his lip as he saw Aaron walk back into the room with the cute little dress on. "Oh, I intend to," he whispered, walking up to the boy and wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him close to him. "Mmh...Princess Aaron, you look so cute in this dress. It suits you well..." he whispered into his ear. He leaned down to lick up his neck slowly and then teased his ear lobe.
 
Blue eyes, filled to the brim with tears, opened to look up at his old frined, and squeaked when Jericho wrapped his arms around his waist. "Wait, stop!" he yipped, trying to keep his voice down so as to not alert his father. "I'm not a princess," his complaint was followed by a soft gasp as a tongue moved over his neck, and for a moment he was frozen.

"Please stop," he whimpered once more, trying to wiggle out of the other's hold.
 
Jericho reached down to cup his ass, pressing Aaron against his bulge. "Mmm...you will not have me, my prince?" he whispered softly, tilting his head to the side a bit. He let go of him though. He wasn't going to rape him. He couldn't force Aaron to like him more than just friends. But he would win him over.
 
Another gasp left Aaron's lips when he felt that hard bulge against him. 'Dante~' was moaned in his head, but he snapped himself out of that second of pleasure he'd let himself feel and shook his head. "Jericho, I'm not a girl, a-and I'm not gay for you," he whimpered, hugging himself tightly, his eyes clenching shut, forcing those tears to fall down his cheeks.
 
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