prince x knight au | trillie |

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I woke up to the sound of Tré moving around on his cot uncomfortably. I sat up in my bed rubbing my eyes. "Are you okay?" 

"Yeah I'm fine, just this cot is so fucking uncomfortable, I think my back is about to break." he stood up from the cot and walked over and sat at the foot of my bed. 

"My offer still stands." I patted the left side of the bed. 

"Yeah no, I'm supposed to be protecting you. not sleeping with you." He placed his hand on top of my bed where I could see it. His hand was huge, it would probably take up most of my face.

"You're not sleeping with me, you're just sleeping on my bed because it's more comfortable." He rolled his eyes and acted like he was about to get in. He got under my blanket and pretended to be asleep and snoring. pushed him a little, "stop, you're not funny."

"Sure I'm not, I'm not actually going to sleep with you...even though your bed is incredibility comfortable and I feel like I could just doze off at any second..." He faked falling asleep again so I just rolled over trying not to show how red I was. 

Despite what he said we both ended up drifting asleep, together, on the same bed.

I woke up the same way I did the other day with my curtains being drawn by Atticus. But today was a little different...because instead of being alone in my bed I had a bit of company in with me.

I soon got worried, What if Atticus would tell my family? I can not have that. I raced out of bed quickly to talk to Atticus about what he saw. "Atticus?! please tell me you won't tell another soul what you saw, It wasn't what you may think at all. I just invited him into my bed because the cot was uncomfortab-" Atticus stopped me.

"Do not freight, I will not be speaking any word of what I just saw. You have my vow, You know I would never lie to you or betray you, Prince Billie." I let out a sigh of relief knowing it will be kept a secret. 

I rushed back into bed getting back under my covers to greet Tré when he woke up. Which turned out to be a bad idea since he got spooked and almost punched me in the face before he realized it was me.

"DON'T DO THAT!" he stated quite loudly, not enough anger to be a yell but not quiet enough to just be a statement. I truly didn't mean to startle him I just wanted to wish him a good morning. "you are a weird prince." I don't know if I should have taken that as an insult or a compliment so I just smiled before stepping out of bed. 

I just walked over to my wardrobe trying not to notice him sitting up in bed with a shocked look plastered over his face. He must have forgotten he fell asleep in my bed. I sure hope he doesn't get the wrong idea out of any of this... or the right one? I don't know my head is still a jumble of thoughts on if I want him to like me back or not. A part of me does but another part of me knows that it's wrong for multiple reasons, ranging from him being my knight to me being shunned from the royal family for my affairs with another man. 

But god did I want to have affairs with him so badly.

I grabbed another suit for today and thought it was alright to change in front of him. I mean we are both men and he can just look away, although I wouldn't mind him watching...I have got to stop thinking like this I have only met him just yesterday and I am already picturing bad things involving him. This has got to be some sort of sociopathic behavior. 

I got changed but didn't bother to look if he was watching or not this time because he was changing himself too. I looked away the best I could to not expose myself to his well... dick. It got to be somewhere in some book how to help this, I can not fall for anyone this quickly I will not let my mind allow it. I will Just treat him how he is, My knight. 

Once we were both dressed and ready we headed down to the breakfast hall where he sat with other knights and I sat with my family. I eat peacefully trying not to picture anything provocative inside my mind. I was always a horny fuck but, someone I had just met? now that is fucked up. 

I finished my meal early wanting to get back to my quarters as soon as possible before I was stopped by the words of my mother. "You remember the Duchess, don't you? You both use to be good friends if I recall correctly." I remember the duchess vividly, She was and probably still is quite beautiful. 

"She is to arrive tomorrow for a meeting of sorts, I'm sure you would like to talk to her. It will be good to catch up and I hear she is unwed still." she smiled up at me. Sure she was beautiful but I never could ever see myself wed to her. She is merely a friend. 

"Duchess? Wouldn't she have to be wed?" It was odd for a woman to be a duchess in her own right. 

"Her father held no sons to be heirs to Duke title he handed down to her when he passed. She is a Duchess in her own right, Still unwed." I'm sad to hear about her father, he was a good man to me always. But I do wish my mother would get off my dick about me finding a woman to marry. I have zero interest in finding anyone to wed at all right now. 

I looked over to Tré signaling for him to follow me. He got up from his seat quickly and practically ran up to me. "Are you to practice your guitar more, Billie?" I liked the way my name sounded when it came out of his mouth. He made it sound perfect. 

"I'm not sure, I'm completely bothered right now. My mother already wants me to settle down with a woman when I want nothing to do with such thing. I still want to focus on my music. It is what drives me it is what I am passionate about. I need music, I do not need a wife." I ranted to him as we walked through the halls and all the things I had a distaste for that my mother wanted for me. Number one is being a king. I will never believe myself ready to be a king at all. 

"I'm not sure if I want a wife either, I seen how hard it is for my mother to take care of kids I would never want to put any woman through that...I have other reasons too but that's like a uh main one....?" Now I was very curious about those other reasons but decided not to bother with pestering him about them. 

I grabbed my guitar and sat down on my bed to play an angry tune that could convey my jealousy and hurt. I hate feeling hurt, And I especially hate being forced to wed. I'm a prince I should be able to get my own say in whether or not I am to marry. Getting married is the least of my worries at this time. 

He listened to my rants and my angry tunes, No one else would ever do that for me and I'm so glad that he does. It feels good knowing that there is someone willing to listen to the things I have to say, I know I would listen to any of the things he has to talk about anytime for however long he liked even if I didn't really understand it.

I told him how I should be grateful for this life I've been given as a prince but I am not enjoying any second of it when I'm without my music and everyone on my dick. I felt him put his hand on my thing. I know he is just trying to sympathize but I couldn't help but blush. The big hand I've been thinking about it laid right on my thigh for me to feel And it feels amazing. But just as quick as he placed his hand on my thigh he removed it and my thigh was left cold wanting more of his touch but not getting it. 

When I asked him about his upbringing he avoided it and I just assumed he didn't want to talk about it so I just went on to the next subject. We talked for what seemed like hours about anything and everything and I felt that feeling again of falling more for someone I have just met.

By the time we finished talking It was about time for dinner. We went down to the dining room and ate like normal with nothing really sticking out at all even as we went back up to my quarters. Something just seemed off about him already but I had no clue why.