The Prince and His Assassin (boyxboy)

Chapter 3

Look at Dakota!!
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    I looked at my couch to see the assassin sitting there, staring at me. I blushed having butterflies in my stomach. He could make my heart thud, have butterflies, and erratic thoughts, but he was the man who tried to kill me. That’s one thing in the way of us. He could be arrested for that crime, and I have no doubt he’s done it more than once. He could be the end of me, but that would hurt him since he is my mate.

    I quickly got dressed, feeling the intense stare on my back side. Once I was fully dressed, I picked up his medicine and gave him it. It was a couple pills of painkillers and some water. He took them slowly from me, trying to get me to gasp at the electric shocks in my hand. I, of course, refused to show any sign of being affected and smiled at him. He took his hand from mine and took the pills fastly.

    “Why would you help me?” I smiled at him  knowing the answer, and knowing that he knows. “It’s great to see you’re okay.” He stared at me, most likely confused, then shrugged his shoulders. I sat next to him quickly as I could. That earned a chuckle from him, sending a shiver down my spine and to my crotch. ‘No! No!! NO!! You can not let that affect you one bit.’

    Before I knew it I was pinned between the couch and him. He was straddling me with my wrists in one hand pinned to the arm. “You shouldn’t be so stupid. I could easily kill you right here.” I leaned my head forward just about to kiss his lips when I said, “Do it.” He pulled away and rolled his eyes at me. “Dumbass,” he muttered it under his breath then got off me. I frowned but quickly hid it with a smile. “Well want to watch a movie then?” He shrugged his shoulders, once again.

    I got up and put on a random anime I had been recently watching. “Anime? Really?” I stuck my tongue out at him then sat down and watched the show. To my surprise, it was one of the yaoi anime I had been watching. The worst part was, it was on a sexual scene everything showing, and lets talk about how quick I got hard. I glanced over at him and could see him staring at my pants, well more like the tent in them.

    Soon enough, I was on his lap, straddling him. “Umm wh- Ah~!” He cut me off by kissing my neck and grinding on my butt. He kept on nipping and licking, not once biting like he wanted. He wanted to mark me, but he was waiting for my okay. I slowly started grinding on his hard on, getting a few quiet moans out of him.

    He kissed up my neck and before he could kiss me, he went limp from being knocked out. I looked up to see Adrian holding his frying pan up, ready to hit him again. “Really?” I whined at him. He shook his head then pulled me away from him and duct taped the assassin to the couch. I got up to move towards him but Adrian pushed me onto my bed then walked out, I don’t know why he thought that was going to stop me, but surprisingly it did.

    I was completely limp from him stopping everything. I sighed and sat on the floor right in front of the couch where the assassin was duct taped to. He eventually opened his eyes and looked down at me, then he sat up breaking the duct tape. He ripped off the duct tape from his mouth and stared at me. “What happened?” I smiled at him noticing he seemed alright. “Well, my servant hit you on the head, again,” I drawled out the “l’s” in well having fun with the word. “I wish he would stop doing that.”

    I shrugged my shoulders then proceeded to ask, “Who wants me dead?” He tensed up then relaxed. “I didn’t see a face, but I was assuming it was an old grudge or something since no one knows about you.” I sighed and stretched my arms then said, “Welp, you might already know this but I’m Dakota. What’s your name?” He shook his head chuckling softly, sending another chill down my spine. “Just call me A.”

    I got up and offered a hand to pull him up, just to be pulled on top of him. He instantly laid down and seemed comfy with me on him. “I just want to sleep.” I frowned and shook him, but he seemed to ignore me, so I did the next thing I could think of, kiss him. I quickly kissed him, but he held the back of my head and kissed me deeper.

    He grinned, licking my bottom lip, trying to gain entrance to my mouth. I tried pulling back, but he held me in my spot not letting me go. He slowly slid his hand down my back. The minute he touched my butt, I gasped and wriggled around, but that earned me a moan. Apparently me wriggling around, was also grinding on him. He let go of my head, smirking at me. The look got him a page in my book of most annoying things ever.

    I got off him and offered him my hand again. “Lets go out and eat.” He sighed and grabbed my hand pulling me on him, as he sat up. “Fine, but you’re paying.”