Content warning ⚠️: This chapter is smutty and I'm embarrassed by it 😔. I do not know what I'm doing. Please be nice.
Third POV.
Rowan swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure after Garrick's confession. “You really know how to flatter someone, don’t you?”
“Only when it’s deserved,” Garrick said, his gaze intense. “And trust me, you deserve it—you're beautiful...”
Rowan’s breath caught in his throat. “You don't mean that.”
“Oh, but I do. And I'm about to show you just how much I mean it,” Garrick said, stepping even closer, his voice low and suggestive. “Just tell me how you feel, please....”
Rowan replayed the moment when they all separated from the garden and Garrick led him to his chambers locking the doors behind him. Rowan was still stunned by Garrick's confession. How he lived in his head and how he lusted over the charming prince. Garrick had said how he didn't understand what this feeling was but was more than willing to explore it if only the prince felt the same. Rowan had remained silent, mostly from shock, but also from the fact that he knew not how to put his feelings to words.
"What I have just revealed has to have been more difficult that any spell I have ever conjured. Will you really just say nothing?"
Garrick grew more and more tense and he awaited the prince to say anything at all. Even just a simple rejection.
“Garrick,” Rowan began, the tension between them thickening. "I will not lie but I don't know what this is. It's a longing that burns. It's a want. No, it's more than that. It's a need... If this happens, we cannot go back."
“We don't have to go back.”
Rowan felt his heart race as Garrick's eyes locked onto his, full of intent. “Let's complete what we started.” Garrick urged.
“Complete it, huh?” Rowan said, trying to feign composure, “And what would that entail?”
Garrick leaned in, his breath warm against Rowan’s skin. “I think you know. But I’m happy to show you if you’re willing.”
Rowan’s cheeks flushed, and he couldn’t help but smile. “You really know how to push my buttons, don’t you?”
“Only the ones that make you react,” Garrick said, his voice a soft whisper. “But let’s be honest, you enjoy this just as much as I do.”
“Maybe I do,” he admitted moving closer till their lips were just an inch apart.
“Then let’s not waste any more time,” Garrick said, his voice inviting. “I promise it’ll be worth it.”
As the tension hung in the air, Rowan realized that their playful banter was only the beginning, and the night ahead held endless possibilities.
"I'm going to kiss you right now, and you have exactly three seconds to say no. Okay?" All Rowan could do was nod.But he could not decipher as to whether all that emotion was as a result of lust or not.
That, however, didn't matter when he finally felt Garrick's lips move against his. He moved slow as if relishing the moment. All the kisses before had seemed so different and Rowan didn't know what to make of the situation. His skin prickled lightly when Garrick cupped his face and caressed his cheeks with his thumbs. In turn, Rowan placed his arms gently on his waist gently massaging the skin through the fabric.
When they finally unlatched their lips to take a breath, Rowan said, "I like your cloak." with a teasing smile.
"I took your advice." Replied Garrick before attacking Rowan's lips once more. He gently nibbled on Rowan's bottom lips as if asking for access into his mouth which Rowan granted him almost immediately. He moaned into Garrick's mouth when he felt their groins grind against each other.
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