THE MODEL & I

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"Today's my last day here. I just want to tell you all that although we're bad people. I'm happy to have known you, my true friends"

Edward smiled sadly. This afternoon, one of the cellmates will be released and shipped off to a military camp as cleaning crew. This was a rule made by the former king, King Luke.

"Be safe out there and try your best to be the best person you can ever be" the former prince says.

They all head back to their cells, Edward was really depressed at first. He had lost his home and his family, along with his sanity. But this place rehabilitated him to be the best version of himself and although he's looking forward to his release day, he knows no one will ever want him as he's a registered sex offender. It was going to be tough.

"Hey Edward, I hear the royal family announced the planning of the King and Queen's wedding" his cell neighbour whispers.

Ah, how could he forget. Whenever there's a royal event, the prisoners are made to watch it from start to finish. It hurt to see his family go on without him and the fact that he has himself to blame for it made it hurt even more. He was alone.

He wrote a letter to his family, apologising for what he did to them and even extended an invite for them to visit. If they wanted that is but he never heard anything back. Maybe it was for the best. But still , he couldn't help but feel how he feel right now;

"I miss them"

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Benedict stepped out of the shower, towel drying his wet hair. He stops when he finds Xavier in bed, holding a tie and a rope.

"What's this?"

"Well I was thinking we could have some fun" Xavier says as he unwraps the rope. Benedict joined him in bed, fingers going up Xavier's topless chest.

"I like the sound of that" he whispers before his lips meet Xavier's. Their breathing turned heavy, Xavier dominating the kiss, holding Benedict's by the back of the neck.

Benedict turned to Xavier's neck, leaving soft kisses. Xavier's sucks in his bottom lip, feeling Benedict's tongue swipe over his right nipple. A moan escaped his mouth the moment Benedict's warm mouth sucked on his hard member.

"Mmmh, go a little faster"

Benedict bobbed his head, slightly gagging as the tip slid in and out of his oesophagus. Xavier pulls him up by the hair and began to tie his wrists to his ankles with the red rope.

Benedict smiled at him, this position was kinda fun. He gasped, feeling Xavier's fingers slide inside him and Xavier's lips swallows his moans as they kiss once again.

"You look so sexy like this" Xavier whispers once he pulled away from the kiss. He positions himself, hands on Benedict's ankles as his shaft slid in.

"Mmh...nngh" Benedict whimpered. The thrusts were slow and steady, Xavier's hands going up and down Benedict's inner thighs.

"Mmh! Yes daddy, yes!" He cried as the thrusts get faster, making him slightly bounce on the bed.

Xavier moans, forehead resting on Benedict's chest as his hips move faster. He feels a warm pool form against his stomach and he smirks, he looks up at Benedict and he was staring at the ceiling, mouth agape.

"You okay?"

"...."

Xavier kisses him on his parted lips, tongue freelancing inside Benedict's mouth. The man took a deep breath, and cried out in ecstasy. Xavier smiles and pulls out, his essence pouring on Benedict's pelvis. Their shafts rub against each other, making Benedict whimper lowly.