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The Royal Guard [Part 2]

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Sorry for the wait! But here it is 💕
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Breakfast was about to come to king George's bedroom but was stopped by his recent hired guard, Clay.

"What? King's orders again?" The maid asked, irritated while carrying a tray of dishes. "I don't know... I think its kind of weird that he implimented the rule when you came here."

"Yes, I have to be the one to give it to him." Clay answered, his weapon blocking the way of the maid.

"I don't trust you, Clay. I know who you are and I am just ensuring the King's safety!" The maid shouted. "You're probably faking about the whole 'It's the King's orders' shit." She rolled her eyes glaring at him.

"I said, it's strictly the king's orders." Clay says once again, glaring back at the stubborn female right in front of him.

The maid glared at him and slammed herself against the door. "Tanya—!" Clay called out but failed to stop her once she slammed on the door again, opening it to reveal King George in bed.

"Your highness I—!" The maid looked at the King who had his eyes glare upon her. She stopped talking once she saw his furious aura.

"What are you doing here?" George kept his calm, but his tone spat with venom as he spoke to his maid. "I just... I was checking if you were okay, your highness." She kept her head down, ashamed of what she did.

"Did Clay not made it clear enough?" He raised a brow, visibly annoyed by how reckless the maid was.

"I'm sorry your highness, I-I just thought he did something bad..." The maid then began to sob, wiping away her tears. "Please spare me, your majesty..." She bowed.

"Make sure this never happens again."

The maid bowed, quickly setting the tray down on the foot of the King's bed, walking towards the door in shame.

"Clay, have you eaten yet?" George asked and the sound of the door closing alarmed them both that they were now alone.

"Not yet, my king." Clay answered, putting his palm on his chest, bowing to his the man who was sitting up on his bed.

"Great! I have an idea I'd like to try." King George said, getting out of bed and walking towards Clay, slowly unbuttoning his silky sleep wear, grabbing a glass of maple syrup after fully unbuttoning.

"George?" Clay began to blush, looking as George poured the syrup unto his body, slowly.

"Let's eat~" George bit his lip, staring lustfully unto the blonde male right in front of him.

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"Mhh~ C-Clay~" George moaned out, his arms on his desk in support of his upper body while his ass was being thrusted on by Clay's cock, going slow and steady making sure George feels all the pleasure.

The blonde haired man then proceeded to pour syrup on the King's back, licking it off after pouring, giving George pleasuring shivers down his spine.

"Clay...~ go faster...~" The brunette whined, Dream not reacting but still keeping his pace. Hard and Slow.

"I wonder how you can last, my king." Clay smirked, making George slide down his hand and unto his shaft, beginning to jerk himself off.

Dream saw this, making him grab both his wrist slamming them against the concrete wall.

"What a needy lil King~" He whispered unto George, Clay increasing his speed to "punish" him.

"C-Clay~" George started to claw the wall, alarming Clay that he was close.