The Prince's Trust

Nothing's ever that easy

Section of StrawberryBoi'S Fanart above ❤️

Everyone's gonna hate me for this cliffhanger 🙈 I'm sorry this took so long to write x

Rustling beside me was the first thing I woke to that morning. The sun rays drifted through the window and lightly warmed the pale, exposed skin of my back which had been safely guard by Ant the entire night.

I frowned and sniffed into the pillow beneath me, yawning softly and tapping my lips against the dryness of them. I was far too tired to move, it felt like I'd only been asleep for a few minutes.

Beside me I heard Ant groan and felt the bed wobble slightly as he lifted up. I took in a deep breath and seriously considered opening my eyes, but the lids felt heavy and it was like I was only just floating on the edge of consciousness.

"argh.." the Prince groaned, probably being hit by the massive headache he'd earned himself. "Jesus..." he grumbled and stilled. I felt eyes wander over my bare back, making the hairs there stand up on end.

I was too tired to jump, but it made me feel more awake as a hand settled down on my messy, honey-brown, morning tresses, he threaded his fingers into the knots of my hair and settled there, not causing me any pain... just enjoying the feel like one would a coat of fur.

Suddenly, I felt his breath tickle over the shell of my ear before it fanned over my neck as he mumbled to himself softly, "So fucking beautiful."

His hand stroked over my head and tucked the few stray strands that tickled my sensitive nose, behind my ear. I could feel the fabric of the shirt Ant must have put on recently, brush against my back as he leaned over me and let his hand wander down my side to settle on my hip. I kept my eyes closed, curious of what he'd do while he thought I couldn't see or hear him.

Something induced a tingling sensation in the soft skin at the nape of my neck and a shiver ran down me, one that in Ants distraction, I think he missed.

"The things I'd like to do with something as majestic as this." He hummed so quietly I almost didn't catch it but the kiss placed on the untouched skin where my spine carried into my neck had me having to bite down into the pillow by my mouth to stifle the moan.

"Untouchable though aren't youse." He growled as his nose dragging through my hair roughly, I could hear the way his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed and how he grounded his jaw together tightly as his hand slid a little to far south to squeeze my butt.

This time I had to swallow the automatic squeak at the shot of warmth that feeling had sent to somewhere deep in my belly.

As Ant seemed to physically drag himself away, I finally realised how tightly coiled I'd become and slowly unwound, dropping the slobbery pillow from my mouth and keeping up the act.

The taller man stumbled around the small room, clearly trying to be as quite but not quite adjusting to the sensation of walking in a world that wasn't spinning stupidly fast.

I felt the bottom of the bed dip as the Prince sat down and peaked open one eye to watch as he pulled on his boots. I frowned to myself and watched him. It was so early... he must be so tired and weak from last night, where was he sneaking off to?

Ant stood up fully dressed and I closed my eyes quickly as he turned around, studying my face for a moment.

There was complete silence which was only broken when Anthony let out a defeated sigh, his hope seeming to pour out of the one long breath which he'd been trying to hold as long as possible.