Royal

Kisses that Kill

We finish the platter of food without more kissing. Sadly. I want to kiss Peter again because it felt amazing but he seems to be regretting it because he sits there in silence.

"So what do you want to do today?" I ask gazing at Peter longingly my hand on my chin leaning towards him.

"Well uh I guess we cant leave the room. Do you have any books? You could read to me." He says shyly.

"Oh yeah we could do that. Or if you like I can have the servants make a bath but you would have to hide while they are doing so."

"But I just had a bath a few days ago. Honestly I have never bathed so much in my life. Why dont we just talk?" Peter smiles and flops back on the bed and pats the spot next to him.

I nearly lunge for the spot wanting to be near Peter. I refrain and slowly settle into the space. "What do you want to talk about?" I ask slowly tilting my head to look at Peter he shrugs and smiles.

"I just like being close to you. I know its wrong but it feels right." He says his hand trailing down to find my own our fingers interlacing.

"I like it too. I feel connected to you." I nearly whisper looking at Peter. "Is this to fast? To bold of me? I don't want you to feel uncomfortable but I have admired you since you arrived here all those years ago." I admit this with a blush and Peter smiles.

"I would sometimes notice you up on that hill watching me. I never wanted to think of you romanticly but you looked so beautiful with your pale skin glowing in the sunlight. You were like some delicate china doll that I wasnt aloud to touch with my dirty hands. I would have to tell myself you were never by that tree or I would never get work done you are too distracting. When you spoke to me for the first time I thought I would pass out. I thought you would hate me but you were nothing but kind. It was scary to think of you as kind and beautiful because now I can't resist you."

I blush deeply at his words and gaze longingly into his eyes I roll over and rest my cheek on his chest and feel his heart race. " I thought you were all kind of sin when I watched you work in the stables. Your muscles could be the death of me." I chuckle and feel the laugh that bubbles from Peter's chest.

"What about when you wore those revealing outfits? I thought I would drop dead on the spot. You looked positively sinful in those get ups."

We both laugh again and then Peter yawns loudly. "You should rest, your still healing." I say and Peter bottom lip sticks out into a pout.

"You will stay with me right?" He says sleepily.

"Of course." I say with a big smile, Peter's eyelids flutter closed and he squeezes my hand which is still intertwined with his lightly. I almost let out a suprised squeak when his other arm wraps around my waist.

I snuffle into his warm chest and let my own eyes close. I sigh happily as Peter's warmth surrounds me. I fall into a peaceful slumber.

I jolt awake from that peacefulness to a very loud screeching of " PATRICK VAUGHN STUMP WHAT AM I WITNESSING." Oh crap.

I scramble off of Peter who is groggily reaching for me to come back. I fall on my ass on the floor and stare wide eyed at Brendon who has his hands up in the air and his mouth hanging open.

"My boy has become a man!" He squeals and runs to me tackling me down.

"Brendon what? No! God No! Its not what it looks like! We just fell asleep thats all!" I say quickly and Brendon gives me a 'oh sure' look.

Peter sits up in bed and glares at Brendon angrilly. "Who's this?" He asks eyeing the way Brendon is straddling my legs.

Brendon looks between us two and his eyes widen. "You haven't told him about me?" He says sadly pouting and I flail my hands and start sputtering excuses.

"Well we havent had a chance to talk about you and its not what it looks like and uh.. Well.. Um." Peter glares at Brendon who stands and helps me from the floor.

Peter grabs my hand and tugs me to him slightly gazing up into my eyes. "You okay?" He whispers and I nod.

"Okay Peter this is Brendon my right hand man and best friend. We grew up in the castle together and he just sorta does what I ask him too. He is super cool just a bit rough at times, too much energy in a small body." Peter eyes up Brendon and nods slowly as if understanding.

" Im Peter but you probably knew that." He says whilst standing to shake Brendons hand. They shake and I see tension between the two of them which is odd.

"Well Patrick I just wanted to let you know that the second attacker is in the dungeon awaiting your command. And I will be around to keep an eye around here." He says looking at Peter. "Come down when your ready Im sure you can dress yourself today." Brendon turns and walks out of the room. The awkward vibe in the air still hovering when he leaves.

I sigh and turn to Peter to apologize only to have him smash his lips to mine. I gasp in suprise at the suddenness but kiss back quickly. The kiss breaks before things get too heated but I still blush heavily.

"Sorry I just had too." Peter says with a sly smile.

"By all means then do it whenever you must." I say breathless a goofy smile on my face.

A/n ooo is Peter jello of Brendon? Only time will tell.