A long finger caught on the prince's fine silk coat. A slightly frayed thread entangles and breaks sharply. The hand that squeezed the sword quickly remove the soft fabric.... Even this fine skin.
There was an emotional appearance in front of him. Fernand carefully glanced at the prince's body with his emotionally restrained eyes and an inspecting line of sight. And gently touched the center of the white chest and belly with index finger.
Then he smiled as if the prince was tickling.
The thin limbs shuddered slightly, and the eyes narrowed for a moment shone innocently. It was full of expectations, such as when receiving an unknown gift, and the joy of realizing the happiness by reaching out.
--Oh, I see.
Fernand sighed with pity, and sighed.
Fernand smiled to reassure and not to disappoint the prince's expectations.
It's very easy to ride on the waves of pleasure and sway comfortably. The young body was so weak that it was pleasantly comfortable, and the prince who had never experience, what to touch make me sweat and melt.
――But I want to make it more "real" from the bottom of my heart.
"Let's carve here"
His slightly long bangs spill on his white skin, and Fernand's lips press against the center of the prince's chest.
"......"
With a light inhale, bright marks appeared on the white chest. The prince leaned his head and stared at his chest.
"Red"
"Yes, but gradually it fades and disappears in a few days."
"It'll lost ?"
Fernand's hand lovingly pats the prince's disgruntled cheeks.
"No, it's going into your chest little by little until it reaches your heart. It's never gone."
The prince smile and said, "I see."
While looking at the prince, Fernand wanted to make more of these marks.
Pleasant pleasure gives supreme joy. Ask the prince to like you. And when you feel that love, you touch the body with all its might.
--Well, but... is it a little better?
Fernand kiss the prince's lips and sweetly tangled his tongue. Only the breath that leaks between the kisses ticks off the flow between the two.
"...Ah..."
"Oh, cute..."
When I let go of his lips, I found the face of the prince, frowning and a little angry.
"I'm cute, I'm not a child"
"I know"
"It's a lie, Im a child."
"If you're a child, you won't kiss like this."
The expression of the prince loosened as if it had fallen out.
"Is that right? Is this a kiss?"
This time it was Fernand's facial expression to fell out. He gazed at the prince with a mysterious look, and then took a deep breath on his shoulder.
――I feel like a bad adult...
"Fernand? What happened?"
"No, whatever..."
Fernand's words were cut off. Because this time the prince grew up and sucked on Fernand's lips. A thin arm entangles with his neck and rubs his lips hard with a boring gesture.
"...Oh, prince...?"
"I feel good, do you want to kiss more?"
The prince turned his eyes to him. The color of the straight desire, which was true to the first stimulus, was bleeding there.
"...I'm a bad boy, so cheer me up"
Fernand chuckled and scooped up his slightly disorganized hair, and hugged the prince back with a smile.
"I thought I should catch up a little more, but I wonder if I can go a little further..."
Fernand's tone muttering to himself, the prince lost his words dumbfounded, but immediately gave a small cry.
"Well... no, it tickles... Fernand!"
It might be unavoidable that Fernand had touched here and there while tickling the prince's body. Then when they fell in bed while playing they smiled face to face.
"Good night, prince"
"Good night, Fernand"
Eventually the prince smiled and began to take a small nap. White feathers are softly folded on his back and slightly shaken as he breathes.
Fernand was staring at the peacefully sleeping prince, combing his gorgeous black hair with his fingertips. While gazing, I was calmly thinking about the reality that the prince would someday know.
There is no more Maillard Kingdom.
The princes, Ichi, the king, even the old doctor, and the basement room that was the source of that nightmare, disappeared without a castle or traces.
At that point, a Barthelemy army camp was set up.
When will he know that its none other than Fernand that has destroyed the prince's kingdom ?
Then what would the prince think of Fernand ? Even if it's a place with lonely memories, it's still home. It is not strange to have some attachment.
--This is your kingdom now, Prince.
Fernand wanted the prince to experience so many great things in this kingdom that he would not make the prince feel nostalgia,
he can't go back there again... and I'll never let us be separated.
END