Royally Fucked

Max kissed me back just as hard that I felt gently tickled by his mustache. I grabbed the back of his head and then kissed him even harder. He let out a muffled moan just as I forced my tongue inside his mouth hoping to locate his tongue. I am already starting to get sweaty but then just as I felt Max's hand slither inside my pants, that's when I woke up.

I unclasped myself from the kiss and jumped backwards. I quickly noticed the left side of his mustache was missing and then the other one was barely hanging on for dear life. He was wearing a fake mustache.

"W-what's wrong?" He asked looking much rather confused.
"Your mustache!" I said.

He finally removed the hanging mustache and then right there, I made sense of who he actually is. Immediately, my knees grew wobbly.

"P-prince Maximillian?" I muttered under my breath. I couldn't believe I am looking at the prince of Liverwales right now. I could've sworn I have seen him from somewhere and I was right all along. "Fuck!" I cursed out under my breath. I turned my back and then started to run away.
"Wait up, you dropped your phone!" The Prince screamed from behind but I'm already shitting bricks because of what I just learned.

It became clear to me that I just kissed a guy and it's not just a regular guy, it was the prince. Oh, boy! I am royally damned.