He looked at him- how old is he? Such a proper young lad he will make himself to be.

He took off his shirt holding you-

He gave it to him- such a fine young boy isnt he? -he stood straight-

He just moaned under his bed as he kissed you-

He kissed you sitting up-

He looked at the boy and smirked- intruiging~ -he stood- say boy, care for a juice?
lmao))

I believe i am a cocktail bastard but i already know my own king and suitors are in charge. -he sipped the drink-

He moaned as you holding your hips-

He glanced over but stayed in his spot not speaking so he would keep a good image-

Very -he said getting a refill on his drink-

He had his head back- ahh..

Oooo))
He watched sipping the champagne again-

He watched as he made small moans- ohhh yeah..~

He tilted his head up- not confidence, simply elegance your majesty. -he sipped again looking at him-

Take it slow -he was gently holding your waist-

Poor fool? -he scoffed as he snickered- why if i were the traitor id be honored to be slain by you. -he sipped his champagne- though it will be quite the delite to watch bloodshed.

He looked at you still breathing heavy- are you alright..?

He spoke up still completely calm- so are you implying they are among us at this moment? -he held the champagne in one hand-

He moaned feeling the pressure and watching you-

He looked at you and stared not sure what was happening-