The Prince's Fiancé (BoyXBoy)

Chapter XI Royal Treatment

Chapter 11 Royal Treatment

Caleb/Trent

Caleb rolled over feeling it was nearly time to wake up. He was still trying to fight his internal clock that operated on an entirely different time schedule. He was pleasantly surprised to find that his bed wasn't completely empty. When he moved an arm over a pair of slimmer shoulders, he rolled over to spoon with whoever it was.

The figure in the bed with him was not female.

Jason stirred under Caleb's touch. At least he thought it was Jason's. Caleb's eyes were still closed as his hand reached around to take Caleb's hand and kissed it lightly. He continued to caress and rub Caleb's hand. Jason rubbed his head against the pillow, beneath Caleb. Caleb felt something stiffen between his legs each time Jason's lips touched Caleb's skin.

"How that's nasty bump on the back on your head?" Caleb asked groggily eyes still too heavy with sleep. "Is it get getting any better?"

Jason nodded but not too aggressively.

Jason reached beneath the covers as if reaching for something. Caleb was still too tired to open his eyes all the way but his body knew enough that it needed to move. His boxer briefs were tenting. Jason's hands were suddenly on Caleb's stomach that it almost got him to open his eyes a little. When his fingers started to slide down south, Caleb stirred again.

With a moan, Caleb smiled and licked his lips. He was pulling Jason closer, the scent of cinnamon with a hint of lavender invaded his lungs. Jason was starting to stroke Caleb. Caleb responded by moaning again.

"I see you're feeling a lot better." Caleb smiled lazily. "Good."

Jason kept his back to Caleb and started to add more friction to the tip of Caleb's manhood.

"Ah, yeah, like that."

Jason was stroking faster. Caleb's legs opened a bit wider as he hugged Jason closer. He found his tongue licking the back of Jason's ear and around the shell. His teeth pinched at the sensitive skin that made Jason stroke faster.

All Caleb needed now was to be treated like the alpha that he was. Finally, some royal treatment. As if Jason could read his mind, he suddenly ducked under the covers. Caleb kept his eyes closed and let himself roll on his back so Jason could get better access. He could feel the warmth of Jason's mouth clamp down and around Caleb's shaft. Jason pushed his head down just once, deepthroat. Caleb almost came. His back arched and he fisted the sheets to refrain from grabbing Jason's head.

"Aaah." Caleb suddenly found himself waking up. Everything he had experienced was a dream. A wet dream at that.

Caleb couldn't help but roll over like he did in his dream and frown. Because this time, the bed was empty. Cold sheets sent shivers up his arms and Goosebumps took form. Caleb watched the entire process in the drifting daylight. For once in Caleb's life, he felt lonely.

As Caleb began to fall away while the early morning process went on, Trent was putting on his shoes. With his needed supplies for the day, joined Mr. Bateman by the front door. Mr. Bateman greeted him as he always had and Trent greeted him right back. Just as he always did. Not once had Trent tired of the same morning ritual. Until today.

There was that saying about waking up on the wrong side of the bed. Considering his dream, Trent was heavily conflicted. Should he start avoiding Jason at all costs? Or should he face his problem head on? Small parts of his dream was all he could think about.

A guy was touching him and it felt good. It was Jason of all people! Would Trent feel comfortable if it was Jason touching him that way? Of course he would. In a lot of ways, Trent, Caleb, it didn't matter who he was, would welcome Jason's touch.