In a distant land, two societies were constantly at war. To join the two societies and halt the ongoing wars, a marriage was set up. Prince Lance and Prince Lotor were to be wed.
Nights before the wedding Lance had willingly disappeared to seek hel...
Yeet,, Keith is represented by The Magician and Lance is represented by The Emperor btw. There's also smut ;)
<<Inspired by The Arcana>> <<the tarot cards and their meanings are also from The Arcana>>
He couldn't have, he shouldn't have-Keith shouldn't have kissed him, or even accepted any of his offers. Getting caught murdering a prince AND getting it on with Lance could get him executed by the Royal Family. But he carried on, the spur of the moment and the romantic setting almost urged Keith to proceed with everything.
His lips were so addicting and he smelt of lavenders, which had transferred to his own clothing. Keith was indeed panicked, but also was enjoying the moment.
Lance was having the time of his life, expressing his feelings through forms of physical affection. Feelings which had appeared from nothing for the mere magician had blossomed and sent him into a limbo; confused but hooked on the feeling. It was a strange feeling, but enjoyable; something he wanted to last forever.
He was intoxicated by this feeling, letting it take the lead in his actions, and Keith was also drowned by his own desires. Lance felt his heart race and he smiled when they kissed-he was overwhelmed with joy and affection at the same time. Could it have been a spark of affection which had burned into a flame of passionate love? His escape from the horrors at the palace was right here, and it was only a matter of time till it was apparent that he was missing.
"Keith," Lance said while pulling away. Keith gave him an inquisitive look as a reply. "I want you to fuck me."
"Are you sure?!" Keith said, flustered and red by the statement.
"I am." Lance cupped Keith's face and stared deeply into his eyes.
"Lance I-No you must be lying. I'll be killed on the spot if word surfaced about this!"
"Then I'll go down with you. Who's gonna see us though. This will stay between us."
Keith stayed silent. Getting it on with the Prince of Altea who is supposed to be married in a few days was a crazy concept. Call it an affair if you want, but Keith called it a risk he was willing to take.
"Yes, lets do this."
"Of course." Lance smirked, his face red and his mind racing with excitement.
Keith led Lance to his bedroom, which was a bit of a mess, but that didn't matter.
His cold pale hands pushed Lance down onto the bed as they began to remove each other's clothing in a rush.
Now with nothing to hide Keith began to work at Lances neck and collarbone, biting and sucking at the others darker skin. His hands wandered up and down Lances quivering body.
"You've done this before, right?" Keith asked him, looking up after creating a trail of hickeys down the others abdomen.
"Yeah of course-"
"Perfect, turn over." Keith commanded, he found it a bit ironic that Lance was a bottom considering he was such a powerful person. But Lance did as told, turning himself over so Keith could hit it from the back.
He started off slow so Lance could get used to the length and girth of his throbbing cock. After a minute or two he picked up the pace, absolutely pounding Lances prostate.
"Ah~!" Lance let out a moan and a short gasp, but tried his best to silence himself. He threw his hands up behind his head as he bit down on the sheets.
Keith kept a firm grip on Lances hips as he kept thrusting at a steady pace. It felt so good but so wrong. So passionate yet so scandalous.
"Ah~ Keep going! Just like that!~" Lance shouted in a spur of pleasure as he reached his climax. Keith kept going at a quick speed until Lance moaned shockingly loud and came on the sheets. Keith still had to cum but had an idea.
"Blow me." Keith ordered. "Turn around and blow me."
Lance complied, turning around and trying not to kneel in his own jizz. While he did this Keith took in the sight of his body. Lance was surely a beautiful and perfect person.
He bent down and put Keith's cock in his mouth. Keith grabbed Lances hair as his tongue worked at his tip-and soon, he too had been drowned in a feeling of pleasure as he came in Lances mouth.
After their session of passionate lovemaking the two realized that they still had to come up with a plan to kill Lotor.
The ritual that would kill Lotor was simple. Once performed correctly, the target would fall ill of an unknown illness in three days time. The required items to preform such task were numerous symbolic items as well as an item which had previously belonged to the target.
Lavenders, red wine, and the engagement ring were only a few of the items which were set in the fireplace, to burn and trigger the curse. Keith read from his spell book while Lance watched from a distance, guilty of his decision to kill Lotor, but also convinced that this was the only way out of the marriage.
The fire had died out and Keith turned to face Lance, the curse had officially taken its hold of Lotor.
"I hope this is what you wanted." Keith said with a solemn expression. He never wanted to kill, but he agreed to anyways.
The emperor
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The magician
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They had become lovers
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They had fallen in love, not afraid of the consequences they'd face. Little did they know, their plan had backfired.
