Page 6 of Dead Crown
He stood and left. Prince Jaki hadn’t touched his cream pie and didn’t seem inclined to it. The usual dangerous look in his eyes was there. The one that made Lumi’s cock harden. One he’d grown used to seeing. It always brought a little flutter of fear to his belly because thanks to those who had fucked the Prince, he knew a rough streak was there.
The heat would make it divine.
“So what are you going to give me in return for the flower, Prince?” murmured Lumi. “Perhaps I’ll finally get the pleasure of riding your cock. Or perhaps you’d prefer to ride mine. What a sight that would be.”
Prince Jaki’s ears flattened again as his slitted pupils expanded slightly. “You walk a dangerous line.”
Lumi poked a finger at the wilting cream on his pie. “I enjoy danger. If you don’t like the flower, perhaps you should take me to your rooms and punish me. Bad slaves should be punished, right?”
He touched the cream to the Prince’s lips and smiled when he saw the tip of his tongue flick out to catch it. Prince Jaki certainlyallowed many liberties despite not granting Lumi the pleasure of his cock.
“Kitties often like cream and playing with their prey,” continued Lumi. “Since we're both cat fairies, I volunteer to be the prey, and you can chase me around a bit before you punish me.”
Prince Jaki narrowed his pink eyes. "What should you be punished for?"
"Anything. Or you could simply whip my bare ass because it pleases you."
“The courtiers can have you.”
Lumi had been trying to get into the Prince’s well-fitted trousers for the past three years, and not once had he even received a taste of that royal cock. The only royal dick he was getting was when the King could get it up and felt like using the entertainer and pleasure slave he paid so much for.
Thankfully, the heat made Lumi desperate for any dick, and it was easy to pretend the King’s pathetic bedroom skills got him all riled up.
Someone yelled to lower the light.
“You know what? I’d bet you’d hurt me in the way that I love. We’d have so much fun together.” Lumi dared to lean forward and lick off a speck of cream from Prince’s lips. “You missed a spot.”
Prince Jaki tensed ever so slightly as the light dimmed a little. “Get on your knees and strip. Someone else can fuck you.”
The hardness in his voice said Lumi better obey. He slid down and kneeled as he started undoing his blue silk coat although it wouldn’t be to receive what he truly desired. One day, he’d get that cock. It wasn’t like he had many other life goals. He kept his eyes locked on Prince Jaki’s pink ones as he stripped.
The Prince’s arousal was like an iron rod in his trousers, and with a word, Lumi would have happily relieved him. As usual, itnever came. Lumi willed his heat to come and finally left him. When the lights grew dim after dessert, those who didn’t enjoy public debauchery could leave.
A set of twins loved seeing and participating in public debauchery, and they were more than thrilled to make use of Lumi’s mouth and ass. The broken abundant male who could never get pregnant but came with all of the perks such as a slick ass was their favorite. They flipped a coin to pick who got which end, and it wasn’t long before Lumi was bent over.
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Lumi awoke later in a nook at one end of a wide, cushioned window seat. He pushed off a sleeping courtier’s arm and wanted to let the facade slip. Just a second. It was all he needed because waking up to his fake reality was hard at times even though he lied to himself.
He liked the attention and courtiers who used him to fulfill every sexual whim. After all, he was using them, right? They were his toys and the pieces of his carefully crafted fantasy. But sometimes, the exhaustion in his mind couldn't be cured with sleep.
It didn’t matter. The charade had to remain at all times, no matter what. He couldn’t take risks.
The man who’d last fucked him didn’t look so lordly with his clothes half off. The courtiers acted like they were so high and perfect, but they all had base desires like any fairy. When the outer layers were stripped away, they were all the same, and the real differences were hidden inside.
Lumi got up and strolled out of the nook, not caring that he was naked. He said the scar up his torso was from an accident as a child, and he didn’t even remember it anymore. Everyone believed him. At that point, he was sure they’d believe anything if it suited them.
A few other courtiers remained. One of the court musicians and a woman must have smoked turf since a glass pipe lay nearby, and neither had on a stitch of clothing while they snored by a table. The Prince had left ages ago, long before the twins had finished with Lumi. A couple of naked women lay together in the other window seat across the Hall.
In the morning, the Hall would be immaculate as usual for meals, and everyone would have their layers in place.
Lumi paused and eyed the Elira Tree. The vines were already wilting, and the magnolias were drooping. Some of the petals were dead. The beans he’d gotten were just for a trick and could be tethered to the owner so they’d burst into life when released. Considering the cost, the plants should have lasted a couple of days. The dull bark of Elira’s Tree showed between the gaps in the vines now, and he let his eyes trace a line.
The prettiness would have to peel off of everything one day.
He collected his discarded clothes from under the High Table and only bothered to put on his trousers, shirt, and boots. As soon as he stepped outside, the frigid air of the main open courtyard hit him like a slap. If the haze from wine hadn’t worn off earlier, it certainly would’ve left then.
Having grown up in Iceland, he could handle the cold better. A few visitors from other Kingdoms looked ready to keel over every time they were outside despite wearing layers. Lumi peered at the large, white face of the moon set in the dark sky. Clouds loomed, and it would soon be covered. Snowflakes started drifting down.
