Damon preferred him sober so that he had no way of brushing off what had happened between them.
His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts before he let himself get lured into sleep by the warm body that was pressed against his side quite intimately.
The next morning, Alex's eyes flew open at the sound of a knock at the door.
He tried to move but his body was held in place by a pair of strong masculine arms that were wrapped around his torso.
The blood drained from his face at the realization that he was completely naked beneath the covers and the man that was laying so close to him was none other than the crown prince that he was supposed to be guarding.
Memories of what had happened between them the previous mind replayed in his mind as he looked at the peaceful sleeping face that was just inches away from his.
Alexander held his breath.
What had he done!?
His head throbbed along with the second knock at the door.
This one was louder and more insistent than the last and whoever was on the other end threatened to come in soon.
The sound of keys fumbling with the look had him at a loss as his eyes darted from the prince that was sleeping soundly in his arms and back to the door.
Alexander needed time to sort out what had happened between him and prince before the person that was at the door made their way in.
He cleared his voice and called out in a voice that mimicked that of the prince.
"I will be out in half an hour. Come back later." He successfully shooed the person away and then turned his attention to the man that was turning and tossing in his sleep.
The peaceful expression on his face was gone and replaced by a furrow of his brows.
Incoherent murmurs escaped his lips as he turned and tossed more, perhaps trying to find an escape from his haunted sleep.
The soft droplets of sweat that covered the prince's forehead had his weary facial expression shift to one of concern as he placed the back of his hand on his temple to gauge his temperature.
He was burning up.
"Your highness?" He called out as he shook the man's shoulders to stir him from his sleep.
The prince's eyes flew open to reveal a pair of blank blue eyes and a face that was so clearly startled.
Alexander frowned in concern.
"It was just a nightmare." He whispered and to his surprise, Damon sat up and hugged him tightly.
When he pulled away after a while, his face was back to normal and his eyes were embarrassed.
"I shouldn't have hugged you." He admitted and Alexander was thoughtfully silent.
Yes, you shouldn't have...he thought only for a sigh to escape his lips.
"It's okay." He replied as he climbed out of bed, unashamed of his nakedness as he wrapped a bedsheet around his waist and turned to look at the man behind him.
Damon's momentarily discomfort was forgotten as he looked at the man that was standing by his bed side, effortlessly looking like a work of art.
He was greatly tempted to just ponce on him and pull him back into bed.
Those thoughts disappeared into thin air as his eyes met the pair of calm forest green ones that were looking back at him.
Damon's stomach turned as he got an idea of what he was going to say.
Alexander swallowed hard in nervousness as he looked at the prince that was regarding him with an unfathomable look, probably waiting for him to break the silence.
He did not want to say what was on his mind but he knew he had to.
"What happened between us last night was..." He paused, looking for a word less cruel than the word 'mistake.'
Damon held his breath, dreading his next words even though his face remained calm.
"I was drunk and what we did will not happen again." Alexander admitted and assured.
Damon smiled. A slow painful smile that did not quite reach his eyes.
He wanted them to lay together again but this man's resolve was quite strong.
Had all his reactions the previous night been under the influence of alcohol?
Had he felt no real desire or passion?
Damon knew he had to try again but the next time they had sex, this man was going to be sober.
The drunk card won't be able to be played then.
Alexander did not know whether what he said had offended the man before him.
He could feel his palms start to sweat in nervousness as he clenched and unclenched them at his side.
"I could understand if you would like me to be reassigned." he offered and Damon inwardly smirked.
And lose my chance to successfully seduce you and make you mine. No thank you.
"It's fine, you can stay." Damon replied and Alexander silently scrutinized him, trying to figure out what this man was thinking.
"Okay, I will go back to my post then... your highness." Alexander replied and Damon shot him a long stare.
"Drop the formalities. Call me Damon, just like you did last night." Damon teased as he climbed out of bed and the expression on his knight's face was priceless.
The poor man was totally flabbergasted.
Damon did not feel so sorry for putting him in such a position. The man had rejected him after all.
He made his way to his dressing room to change into more presentable cloths.
The sight of his bare torso had his eyes widen in surprise.
His reflection off the full length Victorian mirror brought his attention to the numerous hickeys on his shoulders, chest and even his waist.
His fair skin had finger imprints all over it and the sight made Damon scoff.
For someone that was so cold and guarded, Alexander was quite the fiery and passionate lover.