Yes, My Alpha: Lemon Yellow

Ch 4: Honey Rum Empress (Part 4)

Dorian felt his heart race at that thought. More days like this? Where he could spend them in Dylan's arms? He'd be so happy.

"You're not bothered by that, are you? It's not that big of a deal. The Duchess said the title was mostly useless, to be honest. She also only added me to her registry because she didn't want any nobles giving me difficulties in the future." Dylan explained Dorian's train of thought was stopped. "Did someone give you problems?" He asked feeling a surge of protectiveness. "Yeah... It's not a big deal though. They stopped after the Duchess stepped in." Dylan shrugged.

"Names." Dorian demanded frowning, "I want the names." Dylan listed off a few of what she could remember. Dorian made a mental note of that. He then got out of the nest to get dressed. What he wanted to talk to Dylan about was not something to be talked about naked. However, as he got out, his legs gave out. "Dorian!" Dylan exclaimed jumping out of the nest and helping him up. "You okay?" Dorian sighed, "Just a little wobbly." He confessed. It seemed spending countless hours being railed into with his legs up in the air messed with him a bit.

"What were you wanting?" She asked, "I was wanting to get dressed." Dorian told her. "I want to talk to you about something." He said softly, he gave Dylan a soft and loving smile. He hoped that she felt the same as him. He wanted to be with her so badly. Dylan helped him get dressed and got dressed. They sat together on the basket swings that Dylan had set up in the corner. "So what's up?" She asked.

Dorian shifted to face her. "I..." Dorian paused, "My name is Dorian Narcisse Trudeau the third." He introduced himself, he hoped that would be enough but due to the lack of recognition in her eyes, he had to continue. "I'm... I'm the crown prince of the empire. I'm next in line to be Emperor. I'm set to take the throne in just ten years." Dorian explained. Dylan's expression was blank, he could tell she was processing this. It was a lot, a whole lot.

"You're... A prince?" She asked slowly, "Yeah." Dorian laughed nervously, "I... I kept it a secret because of safety reasons." He explained, "This was supposed to be an incognito vacation. I hadn't expected to..." Dorian trailed off. "To meet someone." He added softly. He glanced at Dylan. "Hold on on the confession Dorian. I..." Dylan held her hands up, "I'm still processing." She said with wide eyes. Dorian smiled, "Okay." He said watching panic flash in her eyes. "Oh my God... Quinn's gonna kill me..." She winced getting up and pacing around.

"I fucked the crown prince!" She exclaimed, Dorian, snorted, "Did a little more than that Dylan." He couldn't help but be amused. "Dorian! A minute please!" Dylan exclaimed, Dorian snorted when he heard her use an Empire accent on him. It was kind of fun seeing Dylan this flustered. He sat there quietly as Dylan processed before she took a deep breath and sat back down beside him. "Did you process?" He asked.

"Yeah..." Dylan groaned wincing, "I'm in love with you." Dorian decided to drop the second bomb on her right away. "What the hell Dorian!" Dylan shrieked, Dorian couldn't help but laugh at her response. She wasn't rejecting him, he knew that much. She was mad that he didn't soften the blow. "Did you really want to see me embarrassed that bad?!" She exclaimed with a red face. Dorian smiled at her, "It's the truth." He said softly.

"So a bottle of rum and fucking in a shack and attic was all it took?" Dylan asked exasperated, "Apparently." Dorian chuckled, he then moved closer to her. "Do you feel the same?" He asked, Dorian, watched as Dylan's face turned a deep shade of red. "Fuck!" She quietly shrieked getting up, she faced away from Dorian putting her face into her hands. "Dylan?" Dorian asked tilting his head. "I do..." Dylan turned around and faced him with red cheeks. "What?" Dorian couldn't believe his ears. "I feel the same." Dylan replied before turning away, "Fuck! I feel the same!" She whined to herself.

Dorian stood up and ran over to her hugging her tightly. "That makes me so happy!" He exclaimed. Dylan stumbled back and groaned as she hugged him back. Dorian pulled her into a kiss, their bruised lips tingled and he sighed as he pulled away. He smiled at Dylan then rested his head under her chin. "So what now?" Dylan asked clearly sounding flustered. "Well, I'd like to start dating if that's okay?" Dorian asked. Dylan sighed, "Sure." She agreed, "So what we're going to date for a week and then you'll propose?" Dylan joked.