The Prince's Trust

Self destruction

Yeah dunno if this chapter makes sense but hey ho 🤷‍♀️ been working on some one-shots on the side aswell for you lovely people so look out for those❤️

Having a bath was the most heavenly feeling in the world after almost a week of travelling. Bathing with Ant was too certainly an... experience. The Prince had certain ways he liked things from the lifestyle he was used to and maybe I enjoyed meeting those expectations. It was never hard work for me, I simply just had to let go and let the dark haired man take control, just the way he liked it.

I sat back against his chest and let him cut a few inches off my over grown hair so it wasn't getting in my eyes. When he was done I just splashed about in the water while he shaved off the beard which I was secretly happy about. I think I feel asleep at one point while the taller man washed my body and hair but I didn't mind one bit and trusted him with that.

Despite having a massive lunch, both of us were still famished and after Ant had made a bold point of ravishing my mouth in our room, he led us down to the Inns main Tavern.

We sat down at a small round table in the corner of the room, Ant let out a long breath and looked over to the barrels of alcohol. My eyes followed his gaze and they rolled at his predictability, "Eat something first yeah?"

Ant turned to look down at me, he was so close I could feel his breath fan over my face, causing a bright blush to spread through my cheeks. "Alright then Declan, seen as you are so determined to take charge. You can call the shots."

I swallowed thickly and blinked up at him, "Uh... w-what do you mean?"

"I chose what we ate at lunch, your turn. Go ask Anne-Marie for our food."

"Uhh...." I ducked into his side, "I'd rather not."

The Prince chuckled deeply and gave me a one armed hug before lifting up off his seat beside me, "We'll make a man of you yet kidda. Wait there."

I did as I was told and watched as Ant made his way to the bar, so obviously trying his best desperately not to flirt with the barmaids and the women who came up beside him as he waited for our drinks.

I pouted as they started going through all the routines I had seen before, the usual stuff directed towards Ant. The way they tried to show off their cleavage, flicked their hair, laughed falsely and stroked their hands over the dark haired man's chest.

Ant didn't push them off, he just kept his eyes fixated on me the whole way through. I knew it was hard for him but he completely ignored their suggestive touches and unwelcome kisses. His blue eyes shone so brightly through the dimly lit setting that it was impossible for me to look away. I couldn't tell you exactly what I felt in that moment but it was special... I felt special.

The drinks slammed down on the bar and the liquid overflowed, spilling slightly over Ant's hands as he brought them over.

"Foods coming." He grumbled, placing my water in front of me and taking a long gulp of his own brown liquid.

"What did those women want?" I asked- not really sure why, I was pretty sure I knew what they wanted... I just wanted Ant to tell me they weren't gonna get it.

"The usual." He shrugged letting his arm stretch behind me on the chair, he leaned down in my ear while I stayed frozen on the spot, "They aren't getting it though." He nudged at my ear with his nose gently and I grinned, a blush rising once again in my cheeks, but it couldn't go on, I placed my hand on his chest to push him away.

"Not in front of all theses people." I mumbled, finding it strange I was the stable boy who could say no to a Prince. Ant let out a strained sigh and fell back into his chair.