Masked Royalty(bxb)

Part 12

Achilles pov:

I pulled the more petite boy into the water. He tensed before clinging to my body, gripping me like a toddler.

He gasped softly as the cool water sent a chill over his body.

I smiled as I ran my hands up his defined torso.

"You gonna explain what happened in the room?" He asked, glaring at me.

I rolled his eyes with a soft scoff before I tipped his head under the water without saying a word.

He came back up. Glaring at me. His hair was all messy and wet, making him look like a wet dog.

He flipped his blonde hair to the right before he glared at me. His legs were wrapped around my torso tightly.

I sighed. "It doesn't matter." I dug my nails into my hand, a horrid nervous tic I often do. Yet I held back a hiss due to my open cut.

Kyson's face softened as he caught the tone in my voice.

"I'm sorry for hurting you...it's just how I am...." I whispered.

He cupped my face kissing my lips softly. The sparks flew, and the empty feeling when they left mine.
"I forgive you...there is something there we both know that..." he whispered, giving me a gentle smile.

My stomach growled loudly, making me blush.
"Let's go home. I'll show you my amazing cooking skills." He smirked.

I shook my head and gripped his waist.
"No, stay. I'm enjoying this." I spoke the last half slowly.

"Tell me about this." His finger ran along my nasty scar.

I hummed before dipping down and kissing his neck. He moaned softly, tilting his head and giving me more access.

"A-Achilles~ I know what you're doing..." he mumbled softly. I smiled against his neck.
He pushed me away, making me groan and pout slightly.

"Tell me, pretty boy." He cupped my cheek and caressed it with his thumb, which made my face soften.

"You really wanna know?" I asked softly. He nodded eagerly.

"Alright, fine..."

It was months after my mother died.
Running through a town.

I was so sore. My body ached, my stomach growled, I felt so lightheaded, I needed food, I needed rest.

"Hey! You! Your Angelina's kid!" Someone shouted from a dark alleyway.

I froze. No one knew her as Angelina. It was always Angel.

"What the fuck, do you want?" I spit aggressively. He chuckled.

"Your mom's kid..." he shook his head.

"Why don't you come in?" He gave me a toothy grin.

Terrified eight-year-old me accepted.
They brought me into the warm house, but moments later. They had grabbed my throat, knocking me out completely.

I woke up tied up. I began thrashing aggressively in the dark room.

When a light clicked on, I began cussing and running my mouth as I did.

"You mother fucking cunt! I never should've trusted your stupid fucking ass! I will murder you with my bare hands and feed you to the werewolves!" I spit out aggressively.

Seconds later, a knife was shoved against my mouth. I screamed in pain as blood began dripping down my mouth.

"You're mother would've been alive if it wasn't for you!! Do you hear me, boy?" He shouted, practically shaking with anger.

"She owed us thousands of dollars! So now you're going to pay!!" Tears were rushing down my face as I cried out in pain.

The pain I had never experienced, I never imagined to experience.

They tried to kill me, slaughter me.
Before I was able to kick the knife out of their hands.

I almost broke both of my wrists as I ripped out of the chains. I ran...it was all I could do.

"I-I couldn't kill them...it was torture. They kicked me and slapped me. My wrist was in pain for months!" I didn't even realize tears were rushing down my face. I quickly wiped my tears.

"But I've met many people like that, witches and warlocks. I've also met kind people and fairies. They were the kindest I've ever met...." I whispered with a small smile.

"But it's okay," I whispered. As Kyson wrapped his arms around me, hugging me tightly.

His strong smell of fresh lavender completely swarmed my nose as I snuggled into his neck.

I haven't experienced this comfort since I lost my mom...it practically sent tears to my eyes...

I wanted to cry...hugs felt so good...
"I like hugs...."

"I will give you all the hugs you want...." I froze. Did I say that out loud?

"Shit, I didn't say that...." I whispered.
He smiled and continued hugging me.
But his small body began shivering.

"Oh, let's get you home, princey; you're getting cold," I spoke as I carried him out of the water.

We pulled on our dry clothes before returning to the house.

"I'm gonna shower, then make you some food, okay?" I glanced around. There wasn't anyone in the kitchen...so nobody would see me eat their food.

"O-okay..." I stuttered softly as he walked away.
I watched his adorable ass as he walked away. I smirked.

"So you guys a thing yet?" Malik said, swinging his arm around me, making me jump.

"You are so lucky I didn't just punch you in the nose!" I spoke firmly.

"Pft, seeing you guys making out. Is it official?" He completely ignored me.

"Still debating that punch." I groaned as I turned around.

"We aren't and we won't ever be. And if you tell anyone-"

"Yeah yeah I know, If I tell anyone you'll hurt me I know." He groaned with boredom.

"Ky, is a king, you know that-"

"Going to be." I corrected him. He nodded.

"But don't let that fool you, Kyson is more of a...well...a Queen." He shrugged.

"So don't do anything stupid." He said before leaving the room.

I nodded as he left, not too long after Kyson returned with damp messy hair, with no shirt.

He smirked as I trailed my eyes up his defined frame. My lips parted at his attractiveness. He walked over grabbing my hands and gently placing them on his hips.

I watched his beautiful blue eyes, they sparkled like the ocean.

"I wanna take you to the ocean one day." I whispered softly. He raised an eyebrow.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes...I see the ocean when I look into your eyes, darling." I spoke softly.

A small smile appeared on his face. "O-okay."

These two cuties...

Will Achilles finally fall for Kyson?

We got a look into Achilles past.
I love these two.