✹Fire Castle

@Kris The prince groaned. He did not want to wake up and see this. Tao did not wake up for his room to be surrounded by darkness of the demon that set up the trap for him. He sighed. It was horrible that he just woke up and his vision was blurry, his bright blue eyes changing colors to his human form, which was not a good sign. It was required to be calm to get to his form, but it was completely outrageous in those type of moments. Trying to calm his racing heart, he mumbled to himself that everything will go away if he'll stay calm. Shifting from the bed just a bit to sit in the middle of it, Tao closed his eyes and let only his ears alive to know the presence of the demon. It was awfully quiet. It made him almost scared.

His eyes were slowly turning again the bright blue as he opened them, trying to adjust himself to the darkness. It was way too dark for his liking and even if he was the heir of this whole kingdom, he couldn't let himself adjust as fast as his father did, when he was here. The prince felt a small shiver on his spine as the other disappeared, a small and muffled yelp escaping his lips as he felt those sharp blades on his back. He couldn't even get himself to think about what he could have done to avoid a fight as the demon had him within seconds in a head lock. Growling, he tried to push the other away, using all of his force. It was no good fighting with a demon. "Painless my ." he spat, still trying to get himself out from the grip.

Yet, there was no use as the demon held him closer, sufocating him. His blue eyes were shaky as the air was being slowly cut off from his lungs, his nails digging into the other's arm as he tried his best to have control over his form, only for a bit. "Who the hell..." he paused to gasp for oxygen, "will ing feel the pain?" he growled, his eyes watching the demon's as he let his canines become bigger, slowly turning half of him in a wolf. "Like them? Like who? My parents. You sure don't go out, you ing idiot." he laughed bitterly, trying not to get emotional thinking about what he had to hear now. "Killing people? Rapping people? Hah, you sure live in the past, my dear." he choked the words out as he bit the other's arm with all of his power, trying to get out from the grip.

(well fuq, mine is short too. is okayyyyyyyy <3 )

@Prince Tao Knowing the other was waking up, he decided to have a little more fun. Smirking down at the other under him he tilted his head to the side and did not answer the male. He did not want to waste any time talking to the person he was about to kill, there would be no point in doing it anyway. Yifan jumped from where he was and snapped his finger making a few shadows appear. Yifan was a darkness demon, he could manipulate from anything like nightmares to other demons, even if he was just half a demon his power had grown when his fiancé died, his demon started to feed from all of his sadness making him seem like a full demon, he was just a rare case of a half demon who could be stronger than a full demon.

Playing with his swords he turned his eyes into a dark blue color. Since it was dark he did not need his glasses for his eyes. Since he was half demon his eyes had not developed properly making them weak towards the light. Letting his shadows surround the place until there were and pure darkness Yifan disappeared like sand and with his swords traced the male’s back. Getting him in a head lock he looked at him placing his sword on his stomach. “You should have stayed asleep, it would have been less painless.”

Yifan held him closer and glared at him. “Now they will know the pain of losing someone dear to them. Now they will go through what I went through. I feel sorry for you. You did nothing wrong yet you are the one that needs to die.” He let out a scuff. “You are just like them I bet. Killing people, rapping them taking them as if they were toys. You all make me sick, just be glad it was me who ended you life.”


[[ sorry its short ;;AA;;

@Kris For the whole day, Tao felt strange. He felt like he was going though something bad at the end of the day but he brushed off all of his matters and focused on his work. The day passed quickly and it was rather busy as he had to go back and forth from the castle to his people and vice versa. He hated so much to walk, not run, but he would not give up on his position because he was a little lazy . No; he loved his people, he wanted to protect them no matter what.

As the night fell upon the kingdom, the fire-like sky getting darker too, Zitao let himself be dragged around in the palace by his butler to eat -since he did not eat in two days due the work he had to do- then just relax a bit before going to bed. His mind as he ate was at all of those poor people that lived in the darkest corners of his kingdom, thus he refused to eat once again, only gulping down some wine prepared for him along with a little piece of meat folded into a salad leaf. As for the relaxation time, the dark prince did nothing more but do some yoga in his room, or even practicing his battle moves that he was sure that he was not going to use anytime soon before changing into his form for a little night run.

After everything, the prince was exhausted and just wanted to crawl under his cover and sleep for a thousand years. And he did, he quickly stripped his clothes that he used for yoga, not even bothering to place them back in their drawers, just leaving them on the shiny floor before throwing an over-sized shirt (that was actually his father's, since he was one big and bulky type of man) and jumped on his bed, sleep taking over him within minutes.

His dreams were enough to give him a scare for a lot of time. In his dream, there was someone with a dark aura coming after him. Someone who wanted to kill him for unknown reasons and he was sure that those were not only warnings. No, they were not. As Zitao's eyebrows furrowed in frustration due the uncomfortable dream, his senses felt that someone was in the room, with him, in the exact moment. He was not sure who he was, but he wanted to find out, by trying out his wolf senses that were given at birth.

The steps the stranger made were strong, full of determination and never thinking of going back on the very well plan he had. Zitao could say he was afraid now. The shuffling in the room was shushed down as the other, probably, was sitting by his bed. The sound of a sword being pulled out made the prince realize that his dream could become reality. He had to act up fast or he would die at a young age, leaving the kingdom without any ruler, being taken by anyone who wished to transform it or just take the golds out. Trying not to growl, the prince cracked his eyes open only to see though his eyelashes. The blade was close to his chest. Well , the prince thought to himself as he heard the other mumble something, smirking.

With a bit of courage, the prince grabbed the other's hand rather tightly, his cat-like eyes opening to show his bright blue eyes, sign that he was in all of his wolf senses even if not transformed. His usually sweet and melodious voice was now given to a loud and harsh one. "Who are you, demon?" he hissed, feeling how strong the man who wanted to assassinate him was.

(it was perfect omfg- )

@Prince Tao Stepping into the fire castle, Yifan smirked and turned back to see all of the guards on the floor. Even if Yifan was half a demon, his powers were almost as close to a full demon as ever due to his sadness and anger towards people who took his loves life away just because they wanted power and one of the people was just a few feet away from them and just like they made him suffer he would make sure that they suffered as much as he did, by killing their beloved son, the prince.

Walking into the castle, he noticed that it was dark, but not too dark, as well as warm, he looked around and hid behind a wall as the guards passed by. The guards were stupid thinking they could relax while Yifan was there, and no one had even noticed that there were dead guards outside. Poor fools they did not see what was coming towards them. Getting out of his hiding place he ran up the stairs and into the room where his victim was in.

Yifan stepped in quietly and closed the door with a lock before he made his way to the bed where the prince was laying in. It was night and everyone was sleeping, except for the stupid guards, him and the walls that surrounded them keeping the secrets from everyone else.

Taking a sword out, Yifan looked at the male it was too bad that the prince was indeed something, he had a firm look and seemed to be really strong, too bad he was about to kill the poor guy while sleeping. Yifan was thirsty for vengeance. He raised his blade and placed it on the males chest. “Goodbye flower boy.” He said smirking.


[[ its OTL \dies\

When. If Chanyeol could, he would give Tao the exact day they would come across each other again. But he didn't want to ruin the element of surprise. He truly wanted to be in a small state of shock when they found each other again. He wanted to be caught off guard. "Whenever fate wills it so. It may not be next week, or even next month, hell, it could be a year or even two. But I can guarantee that we will see each other again Huang Zitao, or as you will forever be known in my book, oh beautiful one." Chanyeol truthfully responded, giving a witty, quick smile as he briefly recalled the way he had addressed Tao whenever they had first spoken. Though it had only been hours ago, to Chanyeol it already felt like years since they've known each other, and he was sure that from the looks they had exchanged, the sounds they released just for each other's ears, that the relationship between the two was more than strangers now.

Striding forward, Chanyeol just barely brushed his fingertips across Tao's jawline, almost smiling as he could see the marks that were already brightly decorating him. He wouldn't be easily forgotten, he knew that much for sure. He took a step back, his lips parting, though only to mumble a quiet spell, his voice holding some hint of reluctance, though from the confident, unaffected looking in Chanyeol's eyes, one would think that the departure wasn't bothering him at all. And being highly skilled at hiding his feelings, locking them away, Chanyeol forced himself to think that it didn't bother him. It didn't, until he had disappeared from the room, only leaving behind his lingering scent and the jacket that was lying on the floor, where it had been strewn so carelessly.

[p2. end.]

"When?"

Even if it had been quietly asked, Chanyeol still heard the question very much. Though he hated to admit it, there was a small feeling of guilt that came over him. He knew that most people would feel bad for taking the ity of someone, AND then leaving them only minutes after. But Chanyeol, obviously, wasn't like most people, and was exceptionally lacking in the emotions department. Which is why it was slightly unsettling to him to actually be feeling.. guilt. Guilt was a feeling the wizard wasn't accustomed to. He had only felt it twice in his life, and in those two times, they had been enough to make him never want to feel it again. Guilt to him, was another form of torture. Make a wizard like Chanyeol feel guilt, and you've practically knocked down the complete confident exterior of him.

There was something off about Chanyeol today, and he wasn't exactly wanting to stick around to figure out what it was. In just a few hours, he was feeling things he had never felt and never wanted to feel. Was it the fact that he was in the dark kingdom and so it was taking a while for his body to adjust, or was it because of the male who sat on the bed just before him? Inwardly, he was praying that it wasn't the latter. No, it couldn't be him. Chanyeol was convinced that the heat in this kingdom was just causing his body to act up. That was the only logical explanation for this. It was the only explanation Chanyeol would accept. He didn't even want to begin to contemplate what it would be considered if this whole effect was occurring because of Zitao. Because Chanyeol knew it was something he wasn't ready to wholeheartedly accept. He was a wizard, one of the most powerful and feared. If he could cast a spell to hush a whole kingdom, then he could rid of this highly foreign feeling.

It wasn't just the feeling of guilt that bothered him. He could shrug that off easily enough. But he knew guilt only led to one thing, regret. Regret led to sadness. Sadness showed nothing but weakness and vulnerability. Chanyeol refused to be labeled as vulnerable. As soon as he chose to accept the label, he would be ridiculed. He would be underestimated, just like his sister, and unlike her, he couldn't deal with such things so easily. He knew respect only came with fear. To truly respect someone, you had to hold some fear in your heart for them as well. Therefore, Chanyeol made sure others held some type of fear in their hearts of him, because he loathed not being respected, just as much as he loathed showing vulnerability like he had done so much in just the hours that passed by while being in this castle.

His gaze scanned the room slowly, taking in his dark surroundings. Despite his promise of them seeing each other again, he couldn't be so sure of when, and so he wanted to remember as much as possible. He wanted to remember the state of the room before and after they had gotten done. He then allowed his gaze to rest on Tao. He wanted to memorize the way the prince sat on the bed, staring at him with those cat-like orbs of his. The one's that held much more than they had whenever Chanyeol had first peered into them. Before and after. That's all Chanyeol really wanted to remember. It was quite remarkable when one started to think about it. When he had first stepped foot into the castle in order to seal a deal, he hadn't been expecting to be intrigued by the dark prince, follow him to his room, talk a bit, and then end of having . He had stayed far longer than what he had been planning, but he wasn't complaining at all. How could he when he had the time of his life? When he made memories that he would be sure to remember for the rest of eternity? Fate had set this up so perfectly, and in a way, Park Chanyeol was grateful.

"It'll be.." Chanyeol paused. Hell, he didn't even know. Time flew by fast for a wizard, especially when he got into casting difficult spells and the such. Sometimes he would go into his spell room in the afternoon, and when he came out, it would be a new morning, and a whole new day. Days went by fast. Years went by even faster. He didn't exactly have a good concept of keeping time, long-term time at least. He could easily plan for the next day, but plan for the next year? That was unheard of for him. How could he give an exact date of when they would see each other again? Chanyeol would like to think that fate would do the job for them, that they would see each other whenever it was willed to be so. He didn't want to force it. He didn't want to grow bored of the beauty, as he knew he would if they were to see each other each day.

[p1]

For the little lip lock they have shared for this couple of seconds, Tao couldn't close his eyes, he wanted to remember this face for the rest of his living days, he wanted to even make a small statuette in his brain for the one who did so much in such little time.

After being parted, Tao could not do more but wrap his arms around Chanyeol's neck and pull him for another addicting kiss. He liked to feel a pair of lips on his own that were made for him. It was indeed weird to have this sort of desire to actually need someone to kiss him, but he wanted to turn this addiction into a reality. He couldn't ask for more. It didn't matter if they were simple lip locks, hungry kisses or meaningless brushing of their mouths. No, he would have care less about everything but he just wanted to feel them more and more on top of his. As the second kiss was ripped apart, Tao watched Chanyeol stare at the sky, in thought. Of course, by now it was past seven a.m which meant that he spent his whole night and screaming, having himself inside. Oh, how much he would give for this night to be repeated over and over again. But he wanted to come naturally, without any force in between.

Tao wanted to believe those words. He wanted to believe them so badly, but something in him told him not to. Yet, he chooses for himself that it was the best to believe in those words. Being placed on the bed, the prince just nodded. "When?" he quietly asked, already feeling lonely. He hated so much this feeling. He felt wrapped around Chanyeol but in the same time, he felt that Chanyeol was somehow in the same situation.

"I do," he whispered, smiling.
[p2. end]

Once everything have finished between the two of them, Tao just stared at the male in front of him. It was obvious that they had some sort of strong bonding in their blood and anyone would just think about it weirdly. The dark prince chooses to believe it was some kind of fate. After being taken away from his only friend, he tried to build up a new relationship, of any sort, with anyone. Even if it was a servant of another royal, Zitao tried his best to make someone like him. Not necessary like him in a heart-to-heart way, but something in general. Like a friend, like a partner, like anything. If he could get someone close to him, he could feel like a winner of a huge battle with himself. And now, he could proudly say he is a winner by having Chanyeol, even for a few moment, next to him. He didn't need to actually have with the wizard or talk, the presence of the other was good enough to tell him that this is not a known "one night stand", but something that can develop in more.

Of course, Tao would never think of something as foolish as getting emotionally involved with the wizard, knowing that the world would just flip upside down at the news. It was obvious that the wizard could cast any spell for him, but the debt would be enough for him to remember it for ever. Yet, he didn't want Chanyeol to walk away so soon from his life. The prince didn't mean it in a way of not going home manner, but he didn't want to be alone again. Even if they would just exchange simple conversations that would get boring within seconds, the prince would feel relaxed to only have himself engaged to something. Any sort of activity that involved himself and another human being. Someone who can talk to him.

Thinking deeply about it, he had someone who have been trying to pull him out of his pit of loneliness and it was his butler. Oh his dear butler that would just go up on the walls for him, at every hour. He was being a bit shameless now, for oh so would the wizard's name and knowing that his loyal butler would have heard everything, and probably got disappointed. Or maybe he was proud that his prince finally had someone beside him to talk to, even if it was a body conversation.

Another deep thought slapped the prince across the face as he was once again at the same problem. Should he accept the spell to be done and have some peace to himself or should he get over it and fight with it until he would snap. He did not want to snap at all. If he'd do that, that would probably give his servants more proof that he was who he clearly repeated that he was not. Of course he wouldn't be like him. He would never want to destroy all the kingdoms in search for the ultimate power, wars happening every day and people dying. He wanted his kingdom to be at peace with the others. If provoked, he would start a fight, even if he would hate it but he would never just throw himself on someone who actually did nothing to him.

It was the best to have himself some kind of peace. But he didn't want it right away, as a prize. No. He wanted to personally come to the wizard's home, talk to him about it, about the pros and cons and don't do something as stupid as lounging himself on something that would change everything around him. He wanted to know everything before he could request such spell to be done. By his individual studies when he was rather younger, Zitao learned the basics about spells and how much of damage they can produce if they were in the wrong way laid on or just simply thrown without any thought. He was scared of it, but in the same time he would so lounge himself to get the needed oxygen he wanted to inhale. It was some kind of prideful action tangled in between his foggy thoughts. He wanted so badly this gulp of oxygen but in the same time, he needed to do it on his own, since he was the next in line to rule over.

Even if the spell would be put on, his superiors would know and would punish him, wouldn't they? But he wanted it. And he will surely earn this by giving the wizard all of his good sides to make him feel good.

Now, the young prince had his eyebrows furrowed as he was in search for the word that would describe everything in the right way, with not too much or not too less feelings. He was not the best speak in the universal language used by the two right not, but it was quite entertaining that he could not find any words in his mother language either. It was funny that he was just furrowing his eyebrows, pouting and trying to get the right word. Being cut off, Tao almost felt himself like a string that literally was cut off. He could not remember what he was searching for and to be honest, he liked to get himself lost in the other's gaze rather than doing anything else. [p1]

@Prince Tao Overall he looked like someone gone completely mental, a psycho, and he definitely didn't want to appear like that in front of the other. People already thought wizards and witches were weird as hell because of the numerous weird tales about them, he didn't want to be proof of the stereotype that he loathed so much. People were just now barely realizing that his kind didn't go flying around on brooms, and that had taken centuries for them to believe.

Chanyeol couldn't help but chuckle as he listened to Tao trailing off about looking for the right word. He found it cute to be honest, how he seemed to be getting so frustrated by his lack of finding the right word. But not wanting the prince to go insane thinking over it, Chanyeol simply cut him off. Though he liked Zitao's melodic voice, he enjoyed his soft, plush lips so much more. He cut the kiss short though, and he didn't regret it at all as the pout on the other's face was just too adorable. If just the absence of his lips did that, he would find himself giving teasingly short kisses a lot just so he could bask in the appearance of that cute pout. It was almost hard for him to believe that just a few minutes ago, Tao had been ily for him. But Chanyeol quickly pushed that thought away as it was much too tempting for him to think about this very moment.

Not even surprised as he was pulled down into another small kiss, he responded to it, he kept their lips pressed together, loving how their kiss swollen lips seemed to fit together so well. It made Chanyeol think that maybe, just maybe Tao's lips had been crafted to fit his especially. Chuckling a bit at his own thought, Chanyeol glanced upwards towards the red sky once more, eyebrows furrowing a bit. Without a doubt it was early in the morning now, and he wouldn't be surprised if they - or specifically tao - had kept everyone up with their loud moans and groans. But he didn't care, it was their problem not his, besides he figured they had enjoyed their prince's moans just as much as he did.

Despite the fact that he never followed a specific schedule, Chanyeol still had responsibilities, even if they were small. He had to feed his phoenix, care for his garden, and the such. Sure, he had all the time in the world, and a small, small, microscopic part of him was being quite reluctant with what was to come, he still knew he had to be the one to take the initiative. He had to leave. Quite frankly, that was the longest Chanyeol had spent with anyone after having . Usually as soon as they were both satisfied, he was up in his clothes and waving good bye as he left. Truthfully, he probably held the world record for the fast person to get dressed and leave like that. It didn't matter what he was wearing, Chanyeol could get in it within 30 seconds.

Running his fingers through Tao's hair once more, he gave a light, slightly forced smile. Lifting Tao up and off his lap, he set the male down on the bed. "Zitao, you'll have to trust me on this one, because I'm not a liar." He started as he flicked his wrist, his boxers flying into his hand. Getting off the bed and standing he pulled the garment on, going much more slower than usual. "I'll come back." He simply said, his green eyes genuine and serious. He flicked his wrist again, his jeans flying over. Pulling on them on, he buttoned the pants up. "You intrigue me. So, trust that this wont be the last time we see each other." He bluntly stated, though for him to say something like that, it was really true, because it took a lot for someone to catch his attention in that way. His shirt appearing, he pulled it on, dusting himself off a bit as the thought of the jacket he brought completely slipped his mind.

"Can you believe me when I say that?" He asked.

[p2. end. ]

@Prince Tao The progress of their relationship was going so quickly. Anyone would probably shake their heads in shame if they knew that after only talking a bit they ended up screwing each other. Society would undoubtly frown upon something like that. Tao's servants and civilians would probably be appalled that their prince did something like that out of wedlock. And even more so that he did it with the infamous wizard who was known for being highly mischievous and manipulative. Oh, even if he didn't have sensitive hearing, he could already feel it deep inside, all of the things they would go through in the near future because of this. Though Chanyeol knew that if it got too out of hand, he could cast the spell to make all rumors of it stop. They had basically defied all unwritten morals about first meeting someone, and had committed sins. But truthfully, when had Chanyeol ever cared about things like that?

The male was possibly one of the biggest sinners out there. out of marriage? He did that on a weekly basis, not to mention the fact that he stole the innocence of many people in the process. with someone who was married? He wasn't ashamed to admit that he had probably broken up an entire household within 3 weeks. Don't steal? He didn't take anything physical, but Chanyeol couldn't even count how many hearts he had stolen and /accidentally/ hurt in the process. Chanyeol was probably a prime example of a sinner. Though he wasn't going to lie and say that he wasn't, even he knew that he committed some harsh acts in his life so far.

That being said, the wizard wasn't all bad. Though most people quietly cursed him for being so harsh, they never spoke of the good parts of him. He was terribly honest, and straightforward. He had never spoken a lie in his lie, though he was manipulative, he didn't lie, it was something that he just didn't do. He didn't kill. Threatened people? Yes. Hurt people physically to show he wasn't to be messed with? Of course. But Chanyeol wasn't a killer, and he didn't have any plans on being one, that is without a good purpose. But he highly doubted anything would lead him to committing such an act. Despite what most said, he was capable of loving. He loved his family with all his heart at least, and treated them with the utmost care and respect. Though it was hard for everyone to believe, he could do good, and he had done it before. But of course, everyone only focused on the bad parts of him. Sure, Chanyeol was flawed, but everyone was. Not that he minded the bad reputation at all though, matter of fact he quite loved it.

Even if he wouldn't admit it, he was thinking about casting the spell just so Tao wouldn't have to go through the pain of having the rumors being spread. He didn't want the prince's reputation to be tainted with the fact that he had with him. Not that Chanyeol wasn't proud of himself, because god damn he was. He knew he was handsome, and he knew that everyone in every kingdom knew he was handsome. But he knew that they already thought badly of Zitao; deep down inside, he didn't want them to think even worse. They already labeled the prince to be like his father, and even though Chanyeol barely knew anything about the previous king, he could tell that Tao wasn't like him at all. Despite the fact that the male had a slightly cold aura, there wasn't really anything that made him much more threatening that that. Hell, Chanyeol couldn't even see the boy hurting a fly.

That being said, he wasn't quite sure about the weird thoughts floating in his mind about casting the spell for free, he was sure that the high his gave him was screwing around with his mind some, so he left it at that. Because there was no way he, Park Chanyeol, was thinking about doing that good of a deed. Sure, he had casted free spells before, but that was to people who wouldn't tell anyone, thus his terrifying reputation wouldn't be altered at all. But casting one for the prince would surely cause people to start thinking of him in a brighter light. And next thing he knew, people would be at his house, bravely asking for free spells. It happened to his sister all the time, but she didn't mind at all. Chanyeol, however, minded a whole lot. And he would be damned if he spent all day casting free spells only to get nothing in return, or as his sister called it, 'the satisfaction of knowing you did something' good. Satisfaction his . He had always called bull on that sweet tone she would pull each time. Casting a spell that big for Tao was just a bit too risky for Chanyeol's tastes, but then again, he knew it wouldn't be the last time he thought of it since he loved risky things.

Shaking off the thoughts, Chanyeol decided that thinking too much over it was just making himself more confused. And he knew how he got when he was confused. He started talking to himself, and responding to himself. [p1]

--their ruler. His moans were not only vowels that he would randomly shout, no. Along with the curses and Chanyeol's name, he would randomly shout vowels. Those sounds were only ripped out of his pure pleasure.Even if the whole castle would have heard by now the wizard's name, Tao was proud to scream it. He wanted everyone to know who had made him scream so loudly, not in pain but pleasure.

As his nails were digging enough into the skin to tear it, he wanted to apologize, but the look into the other's eyes was something that made him stop from rolling out the apology. If Chanyeol liked it, he would love it. He wanted, after everything that happened between the two would finish, to kiss those marks. His marks. The only marks he was able to give the other in this night. Maybe, if the time would allow them to make another lusty night, he would take his time and pleasure the other as good as he could, maybe doing everything instead of the other. Maybe even trying to add his small kink into the play between the two.

His whimper was one of the weakest as he released himself on the wizard's stomach, a hint of pink decorating his cheeks as he did not plan to finish himself like that. His mind was still foggy after everything that happen, now much more excited than before to tell Chanyeol tales, to let him be closer to him, in every possible way.

Tao smiled. He couldn't finish his sentence. He couldn't even find the word that could describe his feelings now. No, there should be a word to describe it, but maybe he couldn't do it in the language that they were speaking. Sighing, he lowered his head only to be bought up again by the two big hands, his eyes locked once again with the other's. Hearing the word, Tao scrunched his nose. Yes, it was unforgettable, but he still couldn't find the right word! Sighing, he just nodded. "It is, but I'm searching for a better word...I can't really say it was magic. It was, but...It's too plain to say that." he mumbled, being cut off by a small yet deep kiss. Smiling, Tao responded to the kiss before they parted, their foreheads now glued to each other. Looking into the green eyes once again, Zitao just pouted. He wanted to kiss the other more, since it was becoming a small addiction for him. Feeling himself lifted up, he whined. He liked having the other inside of him and now it was just...empty. Without any complaint, the young prince just made himself comfortable into the other's lap, bringing him down for another small kiss. [p2. end]

He couldn't think of it just as a bonding nor a friendship. As much as he wanted to think of it only a the known term of "friends with benefits", the young prince would not want to do that. No, why would he sell his body only for something like this? He didn't want a relationship either. He did not know what he wanted, but he was sure he wanted to have a nice chat at whatever hour with the wizard, that would come slowly to a small session in his or the wizard's bed. But thinking of it, it was looking like a relationship. Tao wasn't sure of what he wanted, but he would let everything go naturally, without doing anything much to destroy the connection between the two. That's what he knew he had with Chanyeol. A connection. A blooming connection that bought the two closer within hours, making them sweat in each other's arms, moans and groans filling up the room.

The dark prince already knew that his mind was connected with the wizard's, which was a good type of excuse for using such word that would define what they were. They were connected and Tao liked every bit of it and was sure that Chanyeol liked this too. Once again lost into his own thoughts, the blonde thought about having a good and long connection with the wizard. Maybe, in future, it might develop into something romantic -not that he did not liked considering that type of idea- but he was sure that this future was not anywhere near. They had to go by ups and downs together to see how much they cared for each other, right?

He could consider himself lucky for finding someone that poisoned him in such way, only in a night and bring him to the highest cloud. It was perfect. The scratching of the older's back, the whimpers, moans and screams that left his throat as the other would trust deeper with a much more force than before. He wanted to stare at those marks for a good amount of time, whispering to himself that he did it, and he would be proud of them. He would be proud of the marks received too. Even if he couldn't do the same for the wizard, Tao thought that the purple marks that now decorated his jaw, neck, shoulder, collar bone and even thighs were simply beautiful and of course, every and each of them were a simple piece of artwork, him being the canvas for it. Now, his moans were a melody that he wanted to sing every day. Tao thought of himself, often, of a piece of artwork created by his late parents. Of course, his parents were sculpted like gods too so it was quite expected for him to turn out to be have this artistic appearance.

By now, everyone in the castle would gossip about him, but he didn't care. He was now going to show himself proudly in front of his servants, and maybe start acting up more like a future ruler than a simple shy boy that just found out that he is a royal, being more submissive to the servants than they should be to him. Chanyeol opened his eyes, figuratively speaking, about his servants. He was thankful for this deed that was made.

As if he read the other's mind, Tao slowly opened his eyes, trying to keep them open as he made a contact with the emerald rounds that were attached to the white of Chanyeol's eyes. The wizard's eyes were captivating and almost threw the prince into a maze, a maze that he couldn't escape soon, without a lot of work and sweat. But Zitao's eyes were unique too; their cat-like shape made him look like he was a cruel person, someone with cold blood flowing inside of his veins even if he was the sweetest person in the whole world.

Smiling as the older got the idea of what he wanted to receive from him, he quickly gave the other a peck as a little "Thank-you" as Chanyeol smirked after their lips parted. Tao could already feel a spanking forming, as he liked feeling a bigger hand his bottom good before the palm would make a good contact with his , making him squeak. This happened too, right now. Chanyeol would rub his slowly, making him whimper in pleasure as he could feel more aroused than ever and then just slap him. Tao enjoyed this way too much, whining just like a little girl into the other's ear as he was spanked.

Chanyeol was the main word that rolled out of the other's tongue, along with small curses that he would use even when he was playing with himself. His mother language was always more ual than the language he spoke with the others, making him a more "attractive" person in the eyes of the ones that did not know about his language. Of course, it was one of the most spoken languages in the dark kingdom, always seeing someone speak Chinese in there as the creatures, back in the medieval days, thought it was the only way to speak to --
[p1]

Once again, he failed to notice the tearing of his skin even though he hadn't even casted a spell on himself. Though even without spells and the high adrenaline rush, Chanyeol had a very high pain tolerance level, therefore things like this didn't bother him at all. When he got home he would probably take the time to admire the marks that were left over his body by the prince, using them as a direct connection to the many memories they had made together in just this one night; how they each were each other's first for a couple of things.

Finally having the time to catch up on his breathing, his panting only hitched as Tao whimpered, before coming onto his stomach. Taking this moment, he started to come down from the high of his , his mind no longer being clouded with lust, actually allowing him to think properly. He continued to take in deep breaths, until he had finally gotten back to his normal breathing pattern, actually feeling like he could function now. Though as soon as he laid down properly he would probably knock out from extreme fatigue.

Looking to the prince as he began to speak, Chanyeol raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to finish, but chuckling as he gave up, letting his head fall back onto his shoulder. Rubbing at Tao's sides slowly, he only nodded a bit, figuring he knew that Tao was trying to say, but he couldn't even think of a word to describe how it had felt to him. He could only think about how memorable this night had been.

Bringing his hands up, he cupped Tao's cheeks, tilting his head up so they were finally meeting eyes. He stared into the deep brown eyes for a few seconds, his own visibly lighting up. "Forgive me if I'm finishing your sentence wrongly, but that was unforgettable." He said lowly, leaning in to press a kiss against the other's lips, deepening it a bit. Though after only a few seconds he pulled away, bringing their foreheads together. He closed his eyes, his hands dropping to Tao's sides. With a small groan, he slowly lifted the prince up, pulling out of him, and simply settling him on his lap. He felt weird, not being inside of Tao, and instantly missed the warmth around his length, but let it go almost immediately.

[p2. end. ]

A bond had formed between them, Chanyeol was sure of it. Even if it was only physical, based off a ual attraction for each other, there was no doubting that they both felt the same way for each other, that both their minds held the same thoughts; they each thought the other was unique, special, intriguing. One could say that such a bond was invalid since they had only met a few hours ago, that it was nothing more than a one night stand. One could even go as far as saying that it was bad they had hopped into after knowing each other for only that long. But Chanyeol, despite popular belief, was a strong believer in fate. And he believed that it was nothing more than fate that had brought them together, and now, he was quite interested in seeing where this lustful bond would lead. If it would break off bitterly, or continue on for a very very long time. Oh, how the latter option sounded so beautiful, a life time of hearing those lovely moans. Nothing sounded more tempting than that, as Chanyeol was sure that if Tao recorded an entire album of just him that he would be first in line to buy it, and that the price wouldn't be a problem at all.

The adrenaline in his body had numbed the feeling of Tao scratching at his back. The other's nails were sure to leave marks that would last for days, and Chanyeol would probably get weird glances from anyone who just so happened to get a glimpse at his back. Of course, he could easily just recite a spell, willing away the nail scratches, but where was the fun in that? He was quite proud of the scratches, as every time he looked in the mirror, even if he couldn't see his back, he would just know that they were there, and that, brought an oddly satisfying feeling to his heart. He wouldn't go around shouting that he had with the dark prince, but that didn't mean he wouldn't sport the scratches with pride, though he was sure that he wouldn't even have to go around yelling it. With the way Tao had screamed and moaned his name, Chanyeol was sure that if the male's moans didn't reach his kingdom first, that surely the gossip of his servants would get around, and fast. Not that Chanyeol necessarily cared, he was used to being talked about, sometimes in a good light, sometimes in a bad, and he was interested in seeing what side these rumors would be on.

Chanyeol resisted the urge to request for Tao to open his eyes, to even beg him. He had a thing for making eye contact during . He found it exhilarating, to be able to see the numerous emotions and thoughts flash through someone's eyes as the waves of pleasure flowed through their body. Tao was no different. If anything, the wizard only wanted him to open his eyes more. There was something about the male's dark irises that captured Chanyeol, that made him want to stare into them. He found it ironic, how out of everything, Tao's eyes fit his title as dark prince most, how they were so piercingly dark, so well crafted and unique in their own way.

Taking note of how Tao nudged him, it didn't take even 5 seconds for Chanyeol to realize what the other wanted. He smirked a bit, finding it cute. He was beginning to think that Tao enjoyed the smacks to the as much as he did, and just the mere thought made him chuckle quietly. His hands only rubbed at the other's bottom slowly, deciding to take in the plumpness for a bit, as he was sure that despite the many times he had grabbed it, that every time, he would redeem the as possibly his favorite one he had ever touched; which was saying a lot considering the fact that Chanyeol usually chose his next playmate based off their curves.

It was only now that Chanyeol noticed that Tao had been speaking in a foreign language the majority of the time. Even though he was slightly confused, having no idea of what the other was saying, he found it quite attractive. The words rolled off the prince's tongue perfectly, so much so that Chanyeol didn't even mind the fact that he couldn't understand. He figured when he had the chance he would ask later on what language Tao was speaking, because even though it sounded highly familiar, he definitely was not in the right state of mind to try and process just what language it was. Though whatever language Tao was using, Chanyeol definitely wouldn't mind hearing more of it.

Never had the wizard thought that someone could say his name so right. Sure, his name was simple, and just about everyone could pronounce it with no problem. There wasn't necessarily a wrong way to say 'Chanyeol'. But now the prince was definitely convincing him that there was a perfect way to say his name, and it was just the way he was oh so loudly it, probably giving the whole castle the chance to hear. He knew now that there was no way this escapade of theirs would be going by unnoticed. But he paid no mind to that thought, as he simply focused on the fact that he wanted to hear that amazing pronunciation of his name again, and again, and again.
[p1]

Tao was sure of one thing now: some of his servants would be in front of his room, debating. Debating if it was worth to interrupt whatever the prince was doing, or not. He could hear their murmurs. It was something his wolf would do. This and the good smell. Not giving a single flying about the murmurs, only to give them more satisfaction, he released another scream, making them gasp. Oh, how much he liked where was this going. Those whispers were all about who was the prince with, and it made him giggle under his breathe and loudly yell the wizard's name, making his servants gasp again. He enjoyed that way too much.


The time was flying fast by them, the clock already striking the midnight. His servants now would prepare for bed and probably that's why they were around his door. Smiling, he just brushed off everything about them and continued out the wizard's name.The prince now had to value every moment spent with Chanyeol. He had a vague idea that he will met the other for another "party" in the near future, but he still had to keep in his mind that his first time was so beautiful. He had to think of all of those nice moments that he would squeal about whenever thinking of it.

As his spine was touched with those delicate fingertips, he trembled under the touch, digging his nails once again into the other's shoulders, scratching. His spine was so sensitive. That sensitive that he mewled like a little kitten at the feeling. If he were in his wolf form, probably he would raise on the tip of his paws and just purr.

After all of those minutes of being tortured, he finally felt what he needed to; the wizard's large palm wrapping around his throbbing . Giving a loud whimper, he dug his nails even harder, throwing his head back and trying to keep his bouncing in rhythm. The sensation of his stomach tightening was there, making his eyes glister with tears. Oh, how much he waited for this and it was totally worth it. He almost couldn't feel the bite on his shoulder.

Feeling the other release himself inside of him made him moan loudly, a couple of more stokes needed for him to let his forehead hit the other's shoulder, shuddering violently as he came too on the other's stomach, giving himself time to regain his breath. "That...was..." he tried to speak, slowly raising his head even if he felt dizzy, only to look at the other for a couple of seconds before letting his forehead fall back on Chanyeol's shoulder, panting heavily.
[p2. end]

@Chanyeol Teasing. It was one of the prince's new favorite words now as both gave him a huge pleasure whenever the other would push himself deeper to loosen his muscles. Of course, Tao was not experienced with everything happening right now but he was aware that he was doing a rather good job on making the other grunt. Smiling in satisfaction, he continued doing what he was doing. Every time he would tighten his muscles, he could feel Chanyeol's length pulse inside of him, making him almost laugh at the patience that the other had with him. And he liked being a tease for the wizard. It made him feel special.

And he believed that he was, indeed, special for the wizard. Not in a romantic way -not that he would have something against it anyway- but in some sort of mutual way, where both of them would feel special for each other. Chanyeol surely felt special for being Tao's first in a lot of points. And Tao was sure that he was special for something. He did not know how was he, but he was sure he was.

Now, his whimpers would transform quickly into pleading moans for the other to play with a bit more. He wasn't satisfied that was left there, moving along with the s without being touched. He did not want to release yet, but he felt the urge to be stoked. It would give him a giant push to the edge, but he would try to get a hold of himself before he would grandly finish, riding out his . And this matter made Tao scratch on the wizard's back rather painfully almost begging for what he needed to feel; a hand wrapped around his shaft, pumping it.

Almost knowing by those emerald eyes what the other would do, Tao arched his back a couple of seconds between the powerful s would reach his nerves, making him scream out his joy of being pounded in. His eyes fluttered shut, his sweat pouring just like heavy rain on his body, probably making a huge wet spot on the bed, and, with his back arched, he would let out a type of unknown song that was probably made only for Chanyeol; a song of moans and screams that were more than sure made with special dedications for the wizard that was ripping them out of the "singer"'s throat. But it was worth it. Every single sound that came out was worth all of those days of a sore throat when he would just drink some medicine and not talk at all (not that he walked much, anyway).

Now being placed on the other's lap, Tao still couldn't find himself to force his eyes open, to stare at the green ones and get into a trance every time he did. Yes, Tao would feel himself every time pulled into some kind of hypnosis that he would snap from it only if the possessor of those eyes would shut them down, with all of his force. His moan was probably heard on the whole hallway after he was pulled down on the wizard's lap, the length burying impossibly deep into him. Impossibly being a word that he would speak of it figuratively because there was no way the other's member to be buried inside of him that much to reach the impossible. Feeling his sweaty hair being caressed, made him smile. Oh, if he would put some money in a jar for every time he cracked a grin, hid a smile or laughed that night, he would be able to rule over all of the kingdoms with the money!

Every time the young prince was trying to meet the wizard's s, he would pull his hair, sometimes meeting the rhythm and hit his spot, pulling harder. Of course, he would was to apologize for this if he didn't know that Chanyeol was a bit on the masochist side, giving out pleasurable growls whenever it was forced. Another smile was quietly formed on his lips as the wizard decided to help him meet his s with is bouncing, right before his was slapped, making him squeak. His first intention was to apologize, but giving the other an apologetic kiss, as he kept moaned. He didn't even care of how red his bottom would be by now. Being drugged by the lust, he couldn't help himself but nudge the other with his own hand for a few more slaps. He liked them, even if it was a weird kind of showing pleasure.

By now, Tao felt like a small expert in bouncing on Chanyeol's lap, giving himself more credit for being someone who was learning fast the deeds performed in bed. As his name was groaned out by the wizard, Tao almost stopped bouncing, his eyes snapping open, wide as onions. "Wow...That sounds hot." he muttered to himself, sliding himself back on the length, giving out a loud moan which ended with half of the wizard's name. All this time, Tao was the other's name in his mother language, not in the language spoken between the two, probably making Chanyeol wonder what the hell was he saying.[p1]

Bodies flush against each other, Chanyeol continued to up, meeting each of Tao's bounces. The feeling of their chests rubbing together was enough to inch him closer and closer to the brink. Time was going by so quickly that the wizard didn't even notice to be honest. He didn't notice the way the fiery sky was subtly changing colors, going from a deep, dark red, and shifting to a light color. But what did he care? People may say that time worked for no man, and though it was true, Chanyeol sure as hell could manipulate time to his will if he wanted to. His few appointments for tomorrow flew out of his mind, along with the rest of his plans for whipping up a few potions.

Though time was flying by oh so quickly, Chanyeol was living in the moment, and time was going by as slow as ever for him. He savored each , each sound that came from both their lips, all of the friction of their bodies rubbing up against each other. Time may wait for no man, but the wizard wasn't letting that effect him at all right now. Because he had so many more years ahead of him. Time was probably the least of his worries, being just before death; death was something that he had never quite feared, he would only be brought by a family member, so why should he be concerned over the after life?

Hands going from Zitao's waist, Chanyeol trailed his fingertips down the male's spin, admiring the arch in it, since he was the cause of it. If he could, he would try and memorize every aspect of this, and though he could cast a spell to make him remember, his magic was something he didn't want to fiddle with this very second. The closer and closer he got to his edge, the less control over himself he held. He couldn't even hold back the grunts and groans leaving his lips, much less try and recite a spell to remember this. He would simply have to do it the natural way, he would have to rely on his memory and purely that.

Bringing his right hand back down, he separated their sweaty chests a bit. Wrapping his hand around the other's length, Chanyeol began to it quickly. He wanted Tao to be as close as him. He wanted the prince to feel the inner struggle he was going through. His s became rougher and quicker, his growls becoming a bit more uncontrolled as the warmth swirling in his stomach becoming more and more familiar. He leaned forward, biting down on Tao's sweaty shoulder, just hard enough to leave a mark.

Not failing to keep his stroking up, Chanyeol's eyes shut close immediately. He wasn't sure if he could hold back much longer. Hell, he wasn't usure if he even wanted to. He was sure that if he did he would tip over into the ocean of insanity that he frequently bordered. Sighing a bit roughly, he snapped his hips up faster, his length throbbing inside the tight heat. He couldn't even tell whether Tao was still tightening his muscles or not, but all Chanyeol could really know for sure was that it felt so good to be inside of the prince.

One last , and the wizard let out a low groan, feeling himself release his warm seed inside the male. He didn't even have enough control to pull out. Riding out the high of his , he continued to Tao's length. Panting heavily, he took in a few deep breaths. Slowly, and quietly, he began to whisper a spell, as he was sure they both weren't exactly wanting a child; better safe than sorry though. Finishing up the ancient latin spell, he tilted his head back, emerald eyes slowly opening.

[p2. end. ]

With each rather teasing moan, Chanyeol felt the warmth rushing to his lower body increase. For a while, Chanyeol wasn't sure if Tao was just highly passionate - something that he wouldn't quite mind - or if the prince was just teasing him now. The rocking of his hips, loud moans, though none of it quite tested the wizard as much as the tightening of the younger's heat. He let out a growl, eyes shutting close as he continued to move his hips. Biting down on his lower lip quite harshly, Chanyeol soon settled on the latter thought. Tao was purely teasing him, and despite the torture he was being put through, he found it quite a turn on; it was almost like a challenge now.

Nothing brought Chanyeol more amusement than the whimper that left Tao's plump lips as he played with his hard member. Had it not been for his own personal experience, Chanyeol probably would have given into the whimpers, giving Tao what he was most likely desperately wanting, to be d. Though he swallowed down his own faltering, knowing that soon enough it would pay off. Just as Tao was probably struggling with his own urge to release, Chanyeol was too. The sounds, the pleasure filled waves sending shivers through his body, being skin to skin, every single component that turned Chanyeol on seemed to be occurring at the same time.

Finally allowing his abused lower lip to be released from between his teeth, the wizard lowered his gaze to rest on the sweating male beneath him. Just for the sake of hearing that lovely scream again, Chanyeol would even harder than before. If it wasn't for his own lust drunken state, he probably would have been astounded with how long Tao could hold out his screams and moans, while Chanyeol was panting lightly, taking small breaths between each groan that forced itself out. The wizard was sure that the other would be without a voice for a couple of days, maybe even more; but a simple pen and paper could easily solve that problem.

Eyes not failing to stay locked onto the prince, even as his were closed, Chanyeol studied the male's pleasure stricken expression as he settled onto his lap, obviously feeling how deep Chanyeol's length had gone as well. Raising his hand to gently caress the other's sweaty blonde locks, Chanyeol closed his eyes as their foreheads were pressed together. He took the time to regain his breath, as he was sure that his lungs were practically begging for him to take the time to allow oxygen to enter his body. Though that didn't last long as soon enough, just as the oxygen flowed into his body, it was released, grunting.

His eyes forced themselves open as his hair was pulled, letting out a small growl. Feeling Tao trying to meet his s, Chanyeol helped him out to the best of his ability, though he was distracted by his own pleasure. It wasn't until the male squeaked loudly in his ear that he really managed to snap out of his clouded state, soon being distracted by their swollen, abused lips meeting. Despite the loudness of the squeak though, Chanyeol had truly enjoyed the sound, and without even looking, he knew that the other's bottom was probably red by now, and would be sore for a good while.

As Tao finally got the action down, bouncing in his lap, keeping up with the exact same rhythm, Chanyeol wasn't sure what had possessed him, but the other's name slipped from his lips in a loud groan. Chanyeol didn't care at all though, matter of fact he couldn't care less. Because holy , it felt amazing. Any thoughts that had remained in the back of the wizard's mind about this being Tao's first time and that he was completely innocent flew away. The prince was a natural at this, and damn was Chanyeol appreciating it right now. He was sure that this would go down in his memory as the best he had ever had, and he knew that this wouldn't just be a one time thing at all.

How anyone could begin to hate this prince, Chanyeol couldn't even begin to know. He couldn't fathom any reason at all for not liking Tao. Though it may be considered disloyalty or some , Chanyeol couldn't help but think that if the royals in his kingdom were this y that he would probably be the happiest, best citizen one could have. Surely, the subjects had to know how blessed they were to have a prince this good looking. Hell, even Chanyeol felt slightly lucky to be in this position with the other. The other's rank didn't even matter though, because if there were any subjects in the earth kingdom who were this amazing, he probably would be a lot more interested in the happenings of his kingdom. Who wouldn't be? A nice piece of eye candy could truly go a long way.


[P1]

-- in pure darkness. Tao's eyes were already used to the dark, so he could still figure out pretty well, without any light, everything that he wanted to see from Chanyeol. From the sweaty hair, to his sweaty face and to his sweaty body that did wonders with those movements inside of him.

The mysterious smile he received, in the prince's eyes looked more like a slight smirk before his wrists were released. Without doing anything in particular, he just let his hands still lie above his head, his body now jerking at the s, his eyes closed. Sometimes, the tip of his fingers or his palms would hit the board, making Tao believe that Chanyeol possessed so much force that he could actually move the prince with ease. Not even thirty seconds passed by as he felt once again those big hands on his fire skin, sneaking around his waist, lifting him like a lifeless puppet -not that he had much more before he became that, the pleasure being too much for him to do anything- into the wizard's lap as the other was now seated in a sitting position in the middle of the bed. Wrapping his arms around the other's neck, the young prince let his head fall on the other's shoulder right next to his draped arms, letting out another small scream of pleasure as he felt the impossible become possible. In his dazed mind, Tao already thought that half of Chanyeol's shaft was hitting his nerves and it was really making him go crazy! Hearing the other curse, he raised just a bit his head only to have their foreheads pressed for a tiny bit, only to have the wizard pull back.

With a now dizzy head from being pulled up too soon, Tao just tried to watch the other's eyes as he was being lifted a bit only to put back on the length, making him groan. It was a new form of doing it and Tao could feel that he could do something too. This time, Tao had both of his hands in Chanyeol's hair, pulling it with enough force as he tried to copy the same action that the other did before, while the wizard was ing. Almost giving up, he felt his bottom be squeezed, making his head fall on the other's shoulder once again, still trying to copy those actions. Then, the slaps came and almost made his whole body jerk upwards, squeaking rather loudly into the others ears. As an instant, Tao had his lips attached on the wizard's as a small apology for giving a sound so loud in his ear, thinking that it could make him deaf. Ignoring the sounds that were already topped by his own moans, the young prince finally got the same rhythm with the wizard, lifting his up before sliding it back again, repeating the action. [p3.end]

-- his legs wrapping around the wizard's waist as let loud screams of pleasure as the older started snapping his hips faster into him, the prince's head shaking from side to side.

But oh, how much Tao enjoyed all of those s that were deep and how Chanyeol's hand would travel impossibly slow on his body, playing again with his nubs only for a second before dragging his long fingers across his torso all the way down to his crotch. Whimpering in pleasure, Tao could feel himself get more hard if possible, now desperately needing all of the attention he could receive in this area. He would snap his hips if there weren't held back by the other's, the s continuing faster as his voice raised enough to make him know that he will have no voice for the following days.

The prince did not notice when the wizard's forehead was resting on his, just focusing on the pleasure received, straining his muscles once again only to have those lovely deep moans and grunts into his ear. He didn't really want to strain himself but the he received made his whole body feel more rigid. Yet he enjoyed being thrown almost on the edge but knowing himself, he wouldn't finish the deed so soon. From his tiny experience with his own hand, Tao knew it was better to bring himself close enough to insanity as he would keep himself as much as he could, trashing around in the bed before he could finally have his long awaited release, giving him much more pleasure than a regular, small .

Forcing his eyes open once again, he was greeted by a picture he never imagined; a sweaty Chanyeol. If he wasn't trying to not release, Tao would just reach his end by hearing those grunts and watching the wizard being all sweaty as he continued to snap his hips into a fast motion into him, the small prince having his breath cut out from his lungs as he moaned and tried to collect the oxygen back in the same time. Every time Chanyeol would speed up, Tao would release a scream, continuing with it a good long seconds or minutes. He was already sweaty too. He could feel the salty water travel down his forehead, making his hair stick to his forehead, reaching his eyes before sliding down to his nose and lips, making himself taste his own sweat. It was horrible to have a salty taste in his mouth, his eyes itching but he forced his eyes open only to watch the other.

From this kind of light, the natural one coming from the outside, his body was the only one illuminated enough to have each muscle seen, the sweat making him almost glow in the dark room. Chanyeol on the other hand was hidden from the red sky, his body hardly seen by anyone who wasn't having a easy time spending his nights-- [p2]

The smile he received as he pressed his swollen lips over the big palm made him crack a grin too. He already knew that this action was somehow a bit too much even for him, but he wanted to do it. He wanted to treat Chanyeol equally. After all this time, he found someone who wasn't around him just because he was royal. Actually, they both got engaged in a conversation and Tao got to speak too which was usually something rare when he found someone who would just complain or praise him without letting him say a word until they were finished. And those rants could go for hours, Tao quietly pretending to listen as he would always get involved with anything else, nodding when the one he was having the conversation with was looking his way.

Now, Tao just trying to adjust to everything that was happening in this moment. Of course, being under a spell surely made him feel perfect and he could continue but it was still horribly new for him to have someone inside of him. His squeeze wasn't that powerful as he thought to be, his nose still scrunched as he continued to tell himself to relax, knowing that it will only do worse if he would not actually feel the pleasure between the two.

The young prince could actually feel the wizard relax too under his touch, continuing to play with the locks, tiny smiles stretching his lips as he looked at the other, slowly caressing the other's scalp. As he could recall, whenever Tao was stressed his butler would just pat his head and everything would do good in the following matter, even if the pat wasn't a motherly one. He needed something to soothe him, to give him strength just like a mother, so he now tried to copy whatever a mother was supposed to do, probably bringing chills down the wizard's spine. As he ran his hand though the other's brown locks, he would occasionally release a couple of moans of each type; small, loud or even screams when the wizard would reach with the tip of his length the nerves that bought him to tears of joy.

His back arched at every powerful yet slow , whenever his nerves were touched, his torso would meet the wizard's, his head falling back and releasing a good long moan, snapping his head back up to look with more need in Chanyeol's eyes whenever the other would flex his abs. Oh, that feeling was glorious and Tao could just arch himself only to feel that good sensation of having contact with those muscles he liked so much. Every part of Chanyeol was perfect, but in the prince's eyes, the lower half and abs were indeed the best body features that the wizard possessed letting aside all of those other good points he had to share. Pulling his head up, their lips made contact once again, his breath almost being cut of his lungs as he almost felt shocked to touch those lips once again, both of his and Chanyeol's torso still touching almost pushing each other to melt together. The small gesture of his hand being caressed, almost made Tao's body become a liquid, fearing that he would just drain off the bed. He knew, by this little gesture how much he enjoyed himself and it made the prince happy, as happy that he would squeal.

Being someone who would loose his patience after almost one hundred years, the dark prince can sense on the other's face and in the other's eyes that he was trying so hard not to do something that probably he, the prince, wouldn't like. However, Tao was a mischievous person by nature and couldn't keep himself from not giving a further teasing to the other, slowly moving his hips too, a small scream of pleasure ripping out of his throat as he got what he wanted, hitting his bundle of nerves. With a bit of concentration, Tao could get himself to relax enough and give the older a more trickier challenge, slowly straining his muscles so it would be more tight for the other to enter. Sending back a little smirk, he almost shrugged at the other as he continued to throw out moans of pure pleasure.

His hand continued to play with the other's locks, almost pouting when his hand was pulled out of those soft strands of hair that liked so much only to get his hands pinned down above his head, forcing his eyes to stay open and watch the other,-- [ p1 ]

The beads of sweat dribbling his forehead now, making their way down the side of his face to his jaw had become much more obvious now. What had started out as a light glisten had escalated now as he sped up, though Chanyeol didn't mind. Really, the sweat on his body was the last thing he could care about this very moment. Besides, watching the sweat on Tao's body glisten under the fire sky was enough to distract him from his own, because seeing the male's blond bangs lightly stuck to his forehead was making him treasure this position even more.

Still having the blonde's wrists above his head, Chanyeol glanced towards them, giving a rather mysterious smile, he released the other's wrists at last. Though mere seconds after he did, he wrapped both his arms around Tao's waist slightly. Sitting up, he pulled the male onto his lap, shifting a bit and groaning as his length went even deeper into the other directly hitting the nerves once more. ".." He groaned out, pressing his sweaty forehead against the other's forehead for a few seconds before pulling back.

Hands settling on Tao's hips, he slowly lifted the prince up, before sliding him back down onto his length, looking to the other with an unreadable gaze. ing up, Chanyeol let out another groan. His hands slid down from the male's waist to his instead, gripping it. Just for the sake of hearing the adorable sounds the other liked to let out, he smacked it twice, before ing up rather quickly, the sound of skin meeting echoing throughout the room.

[ p2. end.]

The back of his hand being pressed against Tao's lips was enough for Chanyeol to momentarily pause. Now, the male under him was becoming his first for many things, and he wasn't quite sure about how to react to it. His first person he ever held hands with. The first person who has ever kissed his hand. The first person who Chanyeol had given so much special attention to. He was slightly afraid of what else Tao would become, but tried to ignore his small fear as it didn't matter for now. In his mind, he was assuring himself that he was just over thinking, and that Tao wasn't interested in anything more than just a ual relationship, just like Chanyeol 'was'. After all, the other was a prince, and probably had people throwing themselves at his feet.

Watching carefully to make sure that the other felt okay, Chanyeol knew that he wasn't feeling any pain, and from the way his nose was scrunched up figured that Tao was merely trying to adjust to it. Though he adjusted rather quickly as soon enough he had let out a moan, his small hand squeezing the wizard's. Emerald eyes brightening as he realized that it was starting to become just as pleasurable for Tao, if not more, Chanyeol felt himself relax too, having been tensed up and anxious over this part, the adjustment.

The lovely sensation of his hair played with, along with the ing sent a grunt spiraling from his lips. He didn't even feel the nails digging into his skin, he was too full of adrenaline to feel it. The only thing he could focus on was the warmth surrounding , and the occasional fingers running through his light brown locks gently. He only averted his attention to one other thing, and that was the prince's melodious moans. He almost wished he could record it, though since that wasn't possible he only took them in while he could, trying to imprint the pleasant sound into his mind as much as possible.

Each time Tao's back would arch, torso meeting torso, the older would purposely flex his abs, noticing how much the prince seemed to enjoy that part of his body. He bit down on his lip, holding back his sounds for a few seconds to purely allow the other's to fill the room. Chuckling a bit as his head was pulled up, returning the smile just before their lips met once more. He caressed the back of Tao's hand with his thumb, very much receiving the message through the kiss, using his own gesture to show that he was enjoying himself just as much, if not more.

Again, Chanyeol ed into the other, going at a highly slow pace, practically torturing himself in the process as there was nothing he wanted more than to speed up especially after all the unintentional teasing he had endured from Tao tonight. All of the light touches, accidental grinding against his crotch, the deep kisses. He was even shocked with himself, he was sure anyone would be. Though much to the wizard's own surprise he indeed was a highly patient person, and this was just proving it even more. He was quite proud of such a trait too.

Pstience only lasted for so long though, Chanyeol soon realized as he found his held hand sliding up, pulling the other's along with it. Stopping at one of the pillows above Tao's head, Chanyeol reached for the male's other hand that was rested in his hair, pulling it out and bringing it above his head as well. Long fingers wrapping around both of the male's thin wrists, Chanyeol kept them in that spot as he began to speed up, hips starting to move faster as he pulled his out of the male only to it back in at a quicker speed.

Other hand sliding down, he paused, flicking one of the prince's stiff nubs before continuing. Trailing all the way down, Chanyeol brought the other's hard on into his hand once more, giving it a small teasing squeeze in his palm. Giving the length a few , his thumb glided through the slit before rotating around the tip slowly. Speeding up his stroking a bit, He gave the length a squeeze once more, keeping the speed at the same timing as his ing.

Resting his forehead against Tao's now, Chanyeol took in a rigid breath. His hips now snapping much faster than his initial speed, he moved his head to be right by the other's ear instead. No longer even attempting to hold back his groans he let the lustful sounds out right into the prince's ear. Biting down on his earlobe, he gave a small hum as he gently played with the piercings that decorated cartilage prettily.

Sitting up a bit, Chanyeol leaned his head back, eyes fluttering close as he felt a rather familiar warmth pooling in his stomach. Biting his lower lip, he shook his head a bit, holding out because , it was just too soon. He didn't care how long he had been waiting, he wasn't about to let this fly by so quickly. Panting lightly, Chanyeol was sure that the immense heat in the room had something to do with it, because he hadn't quite noticed it until not, but this kingdom was in desperate need of air conditioning.

[p1]

Now, Tao wanted to feel that good that he wouldn't continue thinking about it for days or weeks, probably going in search for the wizard do perform this once again as he would be sweaty from only thinking about it.

louder than his previous time as the wizard continued to slowly in, Tao threw his head back, liking how good it felt. Now having Chanyeol bury his face in the little space between his neck and shoulder, Tao let his other arm to fly over the wizard's head, playing with the locks and ocassionally letting his fingers drag along the back of the other's neck to the spine and shoulderblade, lightly digging his small nails in the flesh.Those vibrations from the other's voice made him give another whimper, not getting to decipher what the Chanyeol was saying. Louder moans came every time as the s were always directed to the bundle of nerves that bought the prince to insanity, digging his nails harder into the skin.

Even shuddering, Tao let the other explore his body once again, this time feeling more sensitive in the spots, his moans doubling as he let his hand go back to the other's hair, playing with it only to make Chanyeol feel more good than he already was. Once in a while, the prince would let his back arch, pressing his torso on the other, falling right back after the sensation of being hit right in that spot would leave him for a couple of seconds.

Looking in the other's eye, he showed a small smile before pulling the other's head up, raising his own and pressing their lips once again. Those kisses now meant only that Tao wanted Chanyeol to feel as good as he felt, making a mental note to himself that he had to give the wizard the same amount of pleasure he received, even if he didn't know how he would do it. Of course, the wizard would probably feel good only to be in him but he wanted to do more. He would figure out somehow, now just focusing on how much he enjoyed being worn by pleasure on the highest cloud.
[p2. end. tryin' to figure out how to describe this better fml]

Once again, their lips were molded in another perfect kiss that Tao could swear he wanted to receive as long as he lived. His hands did not hesitate to pull Chanyeol closer, to deepen the kiss, taking once again the initiative and sneak his tongue out to play with the other's, ending up on the wizard's wet muscle a bit, fighting back a smile that threatened to escape as they continued to share their kiss. Tao wanted to thank Chanyeol for everything. For even following him to this very room and talk to him, to make him open himself up and talk too, to laugh and smile. He felt like he needed to do something to show how thankful he was, but then he remembered that he lost a bet and was about to make a deal with the wizard. Either way, he would continue to show the other how much he appreciated everything that was done to him, no matter what.

Smiling, he let his hands travel back to the other's chest, pushing him away. Of course, his eyes right now were glued on the other's shaft, still having a little fear of how the hell that would fit, but it made him excited to try. He was usually a type that liked trying new things but was afraid of doing it anyway. However, Tao did not hesitate now, repeating in his mind that he was to give it a shot. He already knew it wouldn't hurt, only pleasure would get freed from both of them and he now just wanted to shout that he was going to do it.

With still a trembling heart, he continued to take small peeks at the shaft, wondering that if later he should perform the same action that Chanyeol just did moments ago, with his mouth. He didn't know why he suddenly thought about that, but he wanted to make the wizard happy. And he would do it gladly if that would make the other give him grunts of pure joy.

Focusing his mind and body on the happenings, Tao let himself relax until he was ready. He already felt his long legs and slender yet toned arms melt into the mattress, his head burying between the pillows as he thought of how good he would feel. Smiling to himself, Tao once again pulled the wizard down, now pressing his lips on the other's only to distract himself for a tiny bit. Now, he was taking once again the initiative, using only his lips to dominate over the wizard, bringing him as close as possible as their now throbbing s brushed against each other, making him whine and jerk his hips upward, only to let out another whine. He was ready to be entered, but he was still backing away as if it was a big deal. For him, it was. He was going to do something he never did, and now kissing Chanyeol was the best thing to do.

Without any tongues implied in the kiss, the young prince just kept his lips pressed on the wizard, trembling just a bit before finally pulling away, breathing slowly as he quietly told he other that he was ready. Looking away, he just let the big hand that the older possessed to caress his cheek, placing his smaller one on top of it. He still needed to be assured that nothing would happen and he would only feel good. For God's sake, he was in the hands of a wizard that was so gentle with him. Why would he get any pain now, even being under the spell?

Sighing, he felt his hand squeezed and just turned his head to look into the green eyes, his own eyes flickering with need. Now, their palms were glued to each other, fingers interlinked and the prince could do nothing more but bring the palm in front of his lips and press them gently on it, his eyes still locked with Chanyeol's. Seeing the small smile that crept over the wizard's features, Tao could not help himself but let a grin stretch over his swollen lips, anticipating the following.

As the seconds passed by, Tao finally felt Chanyeol's hard entering him, stretching his entrance much more than the fingers did. And for Tao now, there was no pain but he still scrunched his nose a bit, his eyes almost closing as he tried to relax. Even if there was nothing to worry about, the feeling was surely foreign. While the wizard pushed himself slowly inside of him, Tao arched his back, giving the wizard's hand a small squeeze of surprise as let out a loud moan as the tip brushed against the nerves that made his eyes water within two seconds in pleasure. Already panting, Tao forced his eyes open to watch the older, to see how pleasurable was for the other too. Thinking of how good it felt when Chanyeol wrapped his mouth on his own length, Tao could clearly understand how good it must feel for the wizard right now.

His eyes were shifting now from the other's green ones to the wizard's hips, seeing them move slowly, pulling out only to go back in, making Tao whimper in pleasure. For a foreign feeling, it surely made Tao feel much more good that he expected. The first time he thought about it, Tao only saw pain, not even a drop of pleasure in the act but now it was the other way round. [p1. small small small ]

@Prince Tao -for as long as possible. He wanted to go for rounds and rounds. Even if it meant that it would take all night, he was determined to make it difficult for Tao to walk in the morning. He wanted the other to limp. Though Chanyeol didn't just want to be a small limp, he never did anything small. No, he wanted it to be a visible limp. So much so that everyone who saw the other would think surely that the other much have injured himself some how last night, and for those who just so happened to hear his moans, they would simply know why he was limping like so.

Leaning down, Chanyeol buried his face in the crook of Tao's neck, mumbling quiet words against his neck, words that probably couldn't be heard. He placed a gentle kiss on the skin as he began to at a slow pace into the male, going as deep as he could without feeling the urge to speed up. With each , his length deeply prodded the nerves. Each time Chanyeol was welcomed back into the heat he let out a small growl. His free hand explored the prince's body, from his light abs to his definite curves, taking in everything he could at the moment.
[p2. end.
SHOOT ME.]

Eyes slightly widening as he was pulled down by Tao, Chanyeol groaned lightly as his upper lip was taken between the other's two lips, being on. It was a sensitive spot that, oddly enough, Chanyeol had never found and it was sending shocks of pleasure through his body, so much so that the wizard instantly made a mental note of the new spot. His breath came out hitched as he was pushed away, a light smirk playing on his lips. He quickly leaned in for another kiss, pushing their swollen lips together in a quick, but savory kiss. Finally pulling away fully, Chanyeol instinctively returned the smile that was sent to him, his own swollen lips as he focused his gaze on the other's mouth.

It was the first time that Tao had actually initiated something with Chanyeol, and even if it was a rather small gesture, the older easily read the meaning behind it. He could see it in Tao's smile. It had been a show of gratitude; that he was grateful for Chanyeol's gentle actions. That had been enough to please the wizard, as even if the prince hadn't truly taken the lead - which Chanyeol wasn't exactly complaining about - he was happy to know that each of his own actions had been appreciated.

Watching in mild intrigue as Zitao stared at his length, obviously a little spaced out, Chanyeol even glanced down to his own, wondering what had Tao so captivated. To be honest, it was the first time someone had stared so hard, and even the older felt a bit weird under Tao's stare like that. Though he took the stare as a compliment, and thus his ego was boosted a bit, as Chanyeol was a very proud person; he was proud of every single part of him, so to have someone admiring him like so did a number of things for his confidence.

Chewing on his lower lip in slight anxiety, a number of thoughts ran through Chanyeol's head. Though it was only short and brief, he could see the hesitation flash in Tao's eyes and he wasn't sure if it was because of what they were about to do or because of something that was floating through the prince's mind. What if Tao got cold feet and backed out? That would be a huge blow to the wizard's personality quite frankly as he had never had anyone turn him away this far in, and he would probably inwardly sulk for a few hours if it was to happen.

Usually, Chasnyeol never had things like this cross his mind. He was highly confident in himself. From head to toe, in and out, he loved every part of himself. He knew that he was good looking, he knew that he had an honest personality, blunt sometimes, but everyone had flaws. Some considered him quite haughty because of his confidence, because he never doubted himself and what he could do. Not once had an insult towards his appearance left his mouth. Hell, he had never insulted anyone else either. To say that Chanyeol had self esteem was an understatement, he could be the poster child for self confidence; matter of fact, if one was to search up the word his picture could be right there for an example.

After what felt like minutes to the wizard, finally the lovely words left Tao's lips. Words that made Chanyeol's heart literally skip with excitement. "I'm ready." He gave a light nod in response, glancing to their hands as Tao reached to his. His eyebrows momentarily furrowed, not even thinking over it too much as his hand erased the distance between theirs. He laced their fingers together, giving Tao's hand a small squeeze in his own, eyes shifting back to the other's. He gave another smile, and though it didn't cross his mind this very second, it was his first time holding hands with anyone.. ever. Most of the time, Chanyeol went out of his way to avoid such actions, but his hand had almost moved on his own, bringing his larger hand to the other's smaller one.

After much waiting and anticipation, Chanyeol finally began to push himself in, having to hold himself back from using too much force. A low gasp emulated from the male, being engulfed immediately by the tight heat. He bit down on his lower lip, tilting his head back as he continued to push himself in slowly, bit by bit, little groans leaving his lips every now and then. Feeling himself almost all the way in, he paused, his tip brushing up against the nerves that he knew Tao loved so much. Shifting a bit, he let out a ragged breath, as it felt so much more better than what he had been hoping for. Just from entering he felt like he could explode immediately inside of the other.

His stomach churned excitedly, eyes fluttering a bit but staying open just to keep his eyes locked on Tao. He released his lower lip from between his teeth, swollen lips parted just a bit as he pulled out slowly only to back in, mumbling a quiet string of curse words. He was right, so far everything had been so worth it. The wait, the , he was sure that holding out for so long was only making this experience much more pleasurable. And though it was proving to be difficult already, Chanyeol would keep on-[p1]

The big hands that the wizard was gifted with all over his body, the young prince's head felt like thin air, floating on the highest cloud being all loved by only a pair of palms with long fingers that once again the curves of his body. His legs now gave up on trying to stand flexed, slowly letting them fall in a more comfortable position, even if they were still spread for Chanyeol to have access between them, his hair in every direction possible and probably having little knots here and there. He was sweaty too. By only being touched so intimately with the wizard's fingers, Tao heated himself enough to sweat a little. Not too much, but little drops of swear were running down from his forehead, wetting his blonde locks. Oh, he didn't even know what was in store for him after Chanyeol would fully be inside of him. Some droplets were travelling on his jaw too, covering the already formed purplish marks, slowly sliding on his neck to decorate with small sparkles the signs of the wizard's mouth that were here. He would have such hard time the other day to cover them up...if he wanted to cover them up anyway. His eyes followed Chanyeol's lips until they pressed on his own for another small kiss that they shared, electricity going on his spine again. "Me too," he barely managed to murmur under the other, choosing to smile later as his bottom lip was bitten.

Feeling a bit mischievous, as their lips parted away, Tao quickly draped his arms around Chanyeol's neck, bringing him down to another kiss, taking his upped lip between his own, on it slowly, his eyes fixed on the other's, waiting for a reaction. The prince never took once the lead in any of those actions between the two and right now he wanted to only give the older just a bit of his gratitude for being so kind and not hurt him by being selfish and only thinking about his own pleasure. Smiling as he let go of the now swollen upper lip, he pushed Chanyeol just a bit so he can witness the reveal of the shaft that was dying to be freed.

As the cloth was now going too on the already messy floor, Tao couldn't stop himself form having a moment of spacing out. With wide eyes and a lips parted, forming a little 'o' shape, the prince just stared down at the shaft, gulping down the saliva that was pooling in his mouth ready to come out and make a fool of him by drooling.

Shaking his head, the prince just tried to relax and not look like a complete fool as he kept taking small glances at the length, feeling once again demure about the following acts that would flow soon. With a little guidance, Tao could do this perfectly.

Sensing that Chanyeol already saw his reactions, Tao just let himself be kissed everywhere before once again he molded his lips with the other, wrapping his arms more rightly around the other's neck, bringing him closer as he tried to mask his little anxiety over the real size that he was seeing before his eyes. Playing with the other's hair for a few moment before the wizard stood up on his knees.

"Are you ready?"

That question made Tao just nod his head even though he was thinking of backing away for a couple of seconds. Even if he was under the spell, he thought of how must it would have hurt if the other wouldn't have been a wizard. Oh, that would have been a disaster. Completely relaxing his body, he reached the other's hand that was resting on his chin, needing a small squeeze to be reassured that everything is going to go well. Smiling a bit, even though he gave a nod, he whispered to the wizard: "I'm ready", before he cracked a grin, waiting. [p4. end.]

The older was just giving him the idea of being intoxicated by them as he just looked at them, as he just let his wet muscle draw a little piece of meaningless art on it, using it as a canvas before coming to on it. That moment, Tao found himself whining louder, more like a puppy than a wolf that he were. Under Chanyeol, he was not a wolf. He was, indeed, a small puppy. Coming to the conclusion the Chanyeol found another arousal spot, he just let himself fall as a prey to the pleasure, just sunk into the mattress and cry his moans out as the other continued to on it, forming a little mark that would remain there to let the prince remember he was there and what they did was real.

Felling himself lifted for a second, he breathed in relief for the small oxygen that finally filled his lungs. But the oxygen was quickly used by the prince as the other decided it was better to continue with his long stokes that would bring Tao crazy. He was really going crazy now. Looking at the other, he could already see the other's excitement by looking in his eyes. He knew exactly why he was excited and he smiled a little. A few moments later, he could already feel the fingers being pulled out, slowly, being replaced with a tongue that made wonders to his shaft, now bringing him to the verge of insanity when the cold muscle met his warm hole.

Another yelp came though his dry lips that he had a few times before only to dry almost instantly, almost kicking his leg and shouting at the other that he was shocked every time he would get a slap on his bottom. Letting a pout once again, he wanted to act childish and glare at the older, but now having the tip of the wizard's tongue enter him was something that made him jerk his hips, tears of pleasure streaming his face. He was already used to the wet muscle slowly make his way inside of his how pulsing entrance, but it disappeared as fast as it appeared. The fingers did a better job than the tongue, in his opinion and it felt much more better to be in by the fingers while being stretched, giving another set of moans as he was being teased at his most important spot of his body.

Feeling the now warm hand leave his length, Tao whined but was grateful. Even if he was denied to reach his last drop, he knew perfectly why. He had to go though a long process of a new ecstasy to finally get to release his now stressed shaft. Soon, the fingers were pulled out too, making the prince feel almost empty. [p3. WHY MY BRAIN. ]

--- him to feel as good as possible. Letting out one of his loudest screams when he finally felt the pleasure. Closing his eyes, he just grabbed on the first thing he was getting into his hand, which were once again the brown locks. Not even thinking, he just pulled them as hard as he could, almost losing his voice as he continued to loudly moan and almost scream.

His body was now having a hard time in controlling his hips, wanting to wait and receive everything tha Chanyeol could give him. He would even swear so he could get more of the other's . Or beg. Either way, Zitao was ready to do it to get more of this feeling. It was better than doing it himself. Opening his eyes just a bit, Tao looked at Chanyeol's face, who was just few centimeters away, and without any other word he pulled the other in a needy kiss, to exhausted from the to actually form a sentence all tell the other how much he needed him right now.

The kiss wasn't long enough as the other continued to pond at his bundle of nerves, making him part away and let out another scream of pleasure, shaking badly enough to scare himself if he were not drugged with ecstasy of doing all of those things that were new to him. Giving Chanyeol a little smile between his screams, he could already feel another finger pushed in, making him moan.

Being under the spell, Tao didn't felt uncomfortable with having two of the wizard's fingers stretching his hole, which was a bit awkward. Never getting to do such thing, the prince really felt weird but good to this. Letting the other only bob his head in the performance of a , Tao just squirmed once again in the bed, having one hell of a time with the warm cavern wrapped around his length. Probably that's what Chanyeol will feel too, soon, he thought to himself as he couldn't stop himself from .

Another set of loud moans were ripped out of his throat as he was being teased by the wizard. As the older continued teasing him, Tao continued pulling on his hair, sometimes caressing it as if he were sorry for doing this to the other's scalp. He really didn't want to have any accident like ripping the other's hair. He wanted those brown locks to be there, forever not changing their place or reveal any of the scalp; making Chanyeol bald. Trying to take a couple of oxygen breathes, he forced his eyes open to look at the wizard, he could feel how the other was having a moment with himself to also regain his oxygen in his lungs.

For Zitao, everything now was like a gift. A gift for being a good job in being a royal. He couldn't figure out how, but he enjoyed it. Watching Chanyeol being so , those green eyes fixed on his as he slowly trailed his tongue around the main vein of his needy shaft, Tao whimpered. He had to keep down his moans for a bit, just for a bit so he could give everything out when the happened, so he could reward, with a bit, the wizard for doing such good things to him in such short time. But he couldn't keep his moans in for so long, barely lasting a few seconds before he went back to being a mess as the other continued to stoke and finger him.

Tao always thought that his thighs were the most important before his face. He didn't know why, but he liked his thighs. And now he was sure why he liked his thighs so much. They were like a drug for the others, having a real case in front of him; Chanyeol. [p2. lord have mercy i'm dying. ]