Servienne (LGBT)

21-Sleep [revised]

A/N: Skip if you really want, but I mean.

I REWROTE this quite honestly bc the first edit was legit just fanfic smut and I wanted it to feel a little more emotional. At least now it sounds like slightly more "sophisticated" sex??? idk T_T rip. The first ten paragraphs or so are the same as the last edit, but I changed the end.

**Severe Maturity Warning**

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     "Well, I'm here, so what did you really want me here for, Prince Aaron?" Through his hands, he could feel the shudder that ran through Aaron, and his grin widened. Aaron blushed brightly, his whole face turning red, and Noll thought perhaps even his shoulders were crimson by that point. "I really wanted to see you. Is that weird to say? I swear, I'm not being clingy, I just... Okay, that's exactly what I'm being." They both laughed, and Noll pressed his forehead to Aaron's, taking a moment to just appreciate that moment. They were in Aaron's room with Noll as his valet; they stood in the light, laughing together; they were happy; they were together.

   Noll leaned down, kissing Aaron deeply, feeling every emotion as it passed through him. Aaron's arms wrapped around his neck and Noll's arms slipped around Aaron's waist, gentle and careful. They pulled away only to breathe, and Aaron grinned, removing his arms to take Noll's hands, pulling him along, walking backwards with Noll in tow until he felt the back of the bed pressed against his thighs, but Noll continued to push him forwards. He fell onto the bed, propping himself up on his elbows, looking up at Noll as the man reached down, taking the ends of his own shirt and peeling up. Aaron watched, eyes gliding over muscle, unexpected scars, and nicely tanned skin. He could have sworn his mouth watered. What was the story to each cut, each burn, he wondered? What kind of environment had Noll grown up in to receive these?

   But these thoughts were quickly drowned out as Noll moved down, placing one knee on the bed and trapping Aaron with his arms on either side. Aaron gulped as he saw the mischievous glint in Noll's eyes. "No backing out this time, yeah? Even if you start feeling overwhelmed," Noll reached down, undoing the buttons and hooks of Aaron's sleeveless justacorps, sliding it off and throwing it to the side, "Just take a deep breath. You're safe." He untucked Aaron's dress shirt, unbuttoning it apprehensively, almost fervently. Gods, why did there have to be so many layers? He opened Aaron's shirt, the prince's breathing picking up as his skin was opened to the cool air. Noll ran his hand over Aaron's bare chest, pale from days spent inside, and Noll's fingers ran over the prince's nipples teasingly, making Aaron softly gasp and grab Noll's arms.

   "Calm down, Aaron," Noll muttered lowly, reaching up and cupping Aaron's cheek with one hand. Aaron leaned into his touch, doing as he was told, letting out a shaky sigh. "I was worried and I read some books about personal accounts of people doing this and it described that this hurts," Aaron mumbled, looking away. Noll froze before laughing aloud, covering his mouth. "Wait, wait, wait--'books'? Oh, my gods. Did you read pornography because you were scared? Aaron, that's the most innocent thing I've ever heard." Aaron looked completely mortified, the blush reddening from his embarrassment. Noll shook his head frantically when he noticed. "No, no, I meant that it's adorable, not that it's bad, Aaron." He chuckled softly, kissing Aaron's cheek, glad when Aaron took a deep breath, the tension releasing from him again. "So," Noll leaned down, kissing Aaron's chest, "What else did you learn while you read?"

   "Oh!" Aaron slid away, much to Noll's displeasure, reaching under the bed and pulling out a bottle with wide, excited eyes. "Olive oil! So that it doesn't hurt. I don't want to go all the way this time, but... I thought, just in case, you know?" Noll covered his own face with one of his hands, sighing heavily, but he couldn't help but crack a smile through the red that now covered his embarrassed expression. "How long have you been keeping that under your bed? Wouldn't your maids have found it?" Noll questioned. Aaron shrugged. "I got it after the last time we were like this. I was... concerned. Hey, at least I thought of it, you ass," He said, smirking. "And no, I told the servants that it was a health remedy or something like that and that they should keep it there. They couldn't care less." Noll took the bottle, setting it off to the side.