Crowns And Shadows (MXM) (Book 1)

XXVII: Fulfilled Desires (M)

Content warning: This chapter contains explicit content. That's all I'll say (;

Garrick

Never in my life had I been so reckless as to tamper with the weather. But there I was, basically starting showers in the middle of harvesting season. All because of an over-embellished woman. And even after he said they were just friends, still, were they? The way he laughed and smiled. The subtle flirts. I was so angry and I couldn't even figure out why?

And then he walked into his room, his shirt clinging so perfectly to his skin. I loved how he looked when he was angry, how I made him flustered...

There we were, barely an inch apart. I awaited his answer as I lightly felt the side of his face and moved slowly... Down his chest, lightly tracing, "Tick Tock... Dear prince."

I quietly counted down in my head from five. If he did nothing... I would just leave. 'Five'. He still blankly stared into my eyes. 'Four." He gulped. 'Three.' I felt his hands trail up my hand. 'Two.' His hands were at my collar. 'One.' I had him.

Our lips met momentarily before he pushed me back and my back hit the wall. He had his hands on my shoulders. 'I hate you.' is all he said before our lips crashed again. He very willingly gave me access to his mouth and for a moment his tongue fought for dominance but I quickly won that battle.

My hands travelled all over his body creating a map of all his curves. He halted when I reached for his pants. He held my hand and took it off. "What's the matter?" I asked.

"Not tonight." He replied. "I said I'd reciprocate. Please let me."

"And you know what you're doing?"

"Of course I do. I read a few books."

"You studied for this? Adorable." I could see the color rise on his cheeks. "Go on then."

I hoped my composure could be seen on the outside because on the inside, I was falling rapidly apart. The truth was that I didn't have much experience since I had never considered romance before. So I had never really explored anything.

I felt his lips on my neck plastering kisses as he unbuckled my cloak and it dropped to the ground. He then unbuttoned my shirt and he slowly moved to my collarbone as I angled my head unconsciously to give him more access. My breathing was growing shakier by the minute.

"I've always meant to ask you about this necklace." He said as he continued to assault my neck, "It's interesting." I could feel him smile against my skin.

"My father gave it to me," I said but it came out asore of a groan.

He suddenly grabbed my arm and made his way towards the bed and sat me down on the edge. He knelt down on the ground in between my legs and I swear nothing could beat the sight of him looking up at me through his eyelashes. He peppered kisses around my chest until he arrived at the waistband of my pants.

I had never been so anxious nor vulnerable in my life and yet there I was, about to let this man see me, all of me...

He grabs onto the waistband with his index and middle fingers. "Can I?" He said and I just gave a nod. My pants grew looser as he undid one button at a time until he undid the final third one introducing him to my jockstrap that held my gradually growing bulge.

My composure hung on by a very thin thread as he massaged the length painfully slowly. His eyes never left mine as he continued to palm through the fabric. It was embarrassing how I almost begged this man to do just a bit more.

He diverted his eyes back to my bulge as he slipped my erection out of the jockstrap. He gave it a few light strokes before he stopped and positioned himself to comfortably kneel on the ground.

"What are you doing?" I asked, his hand still on the base.

"I told you I studied," he replied before he licked the tip. I couldn't help the groan that came out when he took about half of my penis into his mouth. His mouth was warm and tight against my length as he began to bob his head up and down with his hand jerking the base.

He repositioned his hands to grab on my outer thighs as he attempted to have my erection deeper in his mouth. I was a panting and groaning mess and found my hands resting on his shoulders, slowly moving to grab at his hair.

His muffled moan just edged me even more as I pushed his head lower to the point that I could hear him gag and I could feel my tip hit the back of his throat. I selfishly moved my hips up and down to the movement of his mouth. I found it harder and harder to keep eye contact as my eyelids grew heavier and  I threw my head back.

I could feel the heat of my body rise and the tension on my abdomen build up. My penis was pulsating against his lips and I knew he could feel it. "Oh god Rowan. I'm about to-"  I tried to get his mouth off but he resisted and I shot right into his mouth. But he immediately spat it out and gagged.

"Does not taste like anything I'd want to swallow." He said and I laughed.

"Well I did try to take off your mouth." I said between pants.

"But how did I do?"

"It was good, I suppose."

"You suppose? I was gagging for god's sake." He slapped my thigh as he stood to sit beside me. My penis had already gone limp as I tucked it back into my jockstrap and pulled up my pants. "So are you gonna run again? Like you have each time before this?"

"Don't you need help yourself?" I looked at his crotch which I felt was a reasonable bulge.

"I don't think so. I'm not the one who started a storm just because they were sexually frustrated," his eyebrow was raised as he smirked. He was clearly teasing but it was mortifying that he was correct.

And speaking about the storm, I didn't even realize when it had passed but the sky was once again clear and bright. I looked out the window to see clear white clouds. He stood and looked at me, "It's okay, you can leave. I know you want to. I have to finish changing out of these wet clothes anyway." He turned and walked in the direction of his wardrobe where he rummaged for some pants after he discarded his wet ones randomly on the floor.

With his back turned, I thought about whether I actually wanted to leave or not. Did I? I didn't wait to figure out the answer and just left out the window before he returned his attention to me.