Cale rolled over leisurely in bed and plopped his head on Alberu's chest. "I thought we were supposed to end it in the office." He teased. He was feeling rather thoroughly satisfied and he had an exceptional view of Alberu's blissed out expression.
Alberu caressed his face with a chuckle. "I told you. I can't get enough."
Cale rolled his eyes, running his eyes delightedly over the smooth expanse of Alberu's bare chest with the pure enjoyment of knowing that every little scratch and hickey marked Alberu as his. "There are good reasons for us to end this." Cale pointed out.
Alberu growled, pulling him up so that he could nip Cale's lips. "There are bad reasons too." He said truthfully and butterflies danced around Cale's heart, tickling and teasing his sensibilities.
Cale kissed Alberu, practically pinning the crown prince to the bed as he took his time enjoying the moment.
"What do you propose we do then?" Cale asked, genuinely curious as to what Alberu was thinking about. Not so long ago Alberu had no intention to tell Cale who he actually was. That was not the behavior of a man who was planning a future together.
Alberu wrapped his arms loosely around Cale's waist. "I don't know." He kissed Cale softly. "But I don't want to stop."
Damn this adorable bastard. Cale ran his fingers through dark brown locks that fanned out around Alberu invitingly. He could get used to more of this. In fact, he wanted to wake up every morning to see something like this. He'd even make a few concessions to make it happen.
"I don't want to either." He admitted and he loved the way Alberu's face lit up at his words.
No promises for a future that might not happen, but who the fuck cared about that? Cale really couldn't give a flying fuck about that at the moment. What the fuck had ruminating on the future gotten him before? Drunk and jealous of some damn peasants.
Whereas if he decided to give in to his hedonism, all that awaited him was more of Alberu and he quite liked the sound of that.
Alberu pulled him in for another sugar sweet kiss and Cale smiled into the kiss.
They'd gone a few rounds in the office before moving into the bedroom for some more deliberate attention. Alberu was apparently quite insatiable when it came to Cale and Cale felt his insecurities just about melt away as the pleasure chased everything else away.
He loved being able to touch Alberu like this too. The thrill of knowing that the prince he'd fantasized about for so long was right here. His and his alone. Cale nipped Alberu's chin with that possessive thought. He really wouldn't be satisfied until Alberu was just covered in evidence that he belonged to Cale.
"...still doesn't feel real." Cale commented mindlessly as he ran his thumb along Alver's swollen lips.
"What's that?" Alver asked and Cale really couldn't get enough of the way Alver looked at him. Like he was everything that anyone could ever want in the world. A treasure like none other.
"A few years ago..." Cale began, interrupting his own words to slowly trail kisses down Alberu's chin and down his neck, mischief on his mind. "I met this shitty prince on the terrace who tried to stop me from causing a ruckus."
"I remember." Alberu chuckled, the sound hitching as Cale licked a nipple on his way down. Cale's hand found and gently caressed Alberu's cock. "You're a bit hard to forget. We talked about the faces people wear publicly. It was an illuminating conversation."
Cale paused momentarily, his heart pounding oh so sweetly in his chest. He'd never considered the idea that Alberu would even remember meeting him, much less the contents of their conversation. The idea that he'd been on Alberu's mind, even just a little bit, in the years that Cale had spent in a one sided puppy love...
"Oh yeah? Illuminating how?" Cale asked, hiding how interested he was by leaving another bite mark on Alberu's rather appetizing muscles. Cale quite enjoyed how good it felt to trace them, kiss them, and most especially bite.
It was a part of his little revenge for Alberu being a lying son of a bitch. Cale was allowed to leave as many marks on Alberu as he wanted. It helped to quell his annoyance.
And it was really fun.
Alberu ran a hand through Cale's hair, a shiver running up his spine as Cale entertained himself with Alberu's body. Fuck, there was nothing in this world more enjoyable than submitting himself to Cale's whims. Most especially because it meant he could see that cute little smile on his face. "I thought you were interesting. Known as a lout and yet... you didn't quite seem like just a thoughtless drunk. I liked talking to you. I was curious to get to know you."
Cale's fingers danced anxiously along Alberu's length as his heart hammered in his chest, looking up to Alberu's face from his spot at the prince's naval. "Sounds like you had a crush." He teased, trying to regain his balance.
Alberu smiled at him and Cale thought he'd lose the ability to breathe altogether. "I really didn't realize at the time but I think I might have." He admitted sweetly.
Fuck.
Cale flushed dark, mischievous intentions running away with him as he just wanted to crawl back up to Alberu's face and kiss the man into oblivion. How could he be so lovable? How dare he say something so–so fucking–fuck–
Cale licked his lips and turned his attention towards Alberu's half hard cock, feeling a bit more balanced by the sight of it. Enjoying the way Alberu stiffened as he finally seemed to catch onto the game Cale was up to.
"See, this is why it doesn't feel real." Cale commented mildly, running his hand up and down before kissing the tip gently. "I went home that night and all I could think about..." He ran his tongue up Alberu's length, delighting in the way Alberu's breath hitched and his fingers unconsciously gripped Cale's hair. "...was this stupid fucking prince."
"Cale–"
"How handsome he was." Cale kissed along Alberu's length, smiling with teeth just to remind Alberu that he was never above biting. "How charming he was."
Cale chanced a peek at Alberu's expression and what he saw there momentarily stole his ability to breathe.
It was crazy but he could swear that he could see love in Alberu's eyes. Ridiculous. You couldn't see such things. They hadn't made any promises. This was all about living in the moment.
But the tender expression was addictive. Cale wanted to see more. Wanted Alberu to never take his eyes off of him.
He wanted this to last forever.
Fuck, he really couldn't help but love Alberu, could he?
"And maybe I thought about him. A lot." Cale said, hollowing his cheeks and taking in Alberu's tip slowly. Swirling his tongue around the throbbing cock without ever taking his eyes off of Alberu.
Alberu was breathing heavily and Cale could tell he was restraining himself from bucking into the warmth. Maybe next time he'd ask him to, just to see how it felt.
He wanted to try everything with Alberu.
"...I'm losing my mind." Alberu said, his voice thick with emotion and pleasure and all of the things Cale wanted from him.
Cale hummed happily, bobbing his head to see how deep he could comfortably take Alberu in. Thrilled to feel and taste how much Alberu desired him.
"Cale..." Alberu's voice was low and thick. "Cale–I can't–"
Cale pulled off, pleased to see Alberu leaking with precum. He grinned up at Alberu deviously. "Oh no, my jaw is tired." He said theatrically, petting Alberu's throbbing cock absently. "What should we do?"
Alberu rolled his eyes, pulling Cale up against his chest and kissing him soundly on the lips. "If we keep going like this, you might not be able to walk later." He warned.
"Good." Cale grinned. "Fuck me until I can't walk." He nuzzled his face into Alberu's neck, kissing a bite mark he'd left softly. "Fuck me until all I can remember is the shape of your cock."
"You're–" Alberu couldn't seem to find the right word to describe him so instead he rolled over so that he was pinning Cale to the bed. Cale obediently wrapped his legs around Alberu's waist, grinning up at him impishly.
"I'm what?" He said with a mercilessly teasing tone.
Alberu kissed him, moving his lips alongside Cale's in a slow dance as he aligned himself with Cale's abused hole and ever so slowly pressed inside. "...beautiful." Alberu said between kisses. "Amazing." He was only halfway inside but the feel of Cale's tight walls already had him half mad with lust. "Stunning." He kissed Cale deeply, running his tongue along his teeth to tease him. "Adorable." He smiled at Cale's beautifully embarrassed face, the red flush across his cheeks perfectly matching the desirous look in his eyes. "Kind-hearted."
"Isn't that pushing it?" Cale said, looking away with embarrassment.
Alberu pushed deeper inside to get Cale's attention back on him, utterly pleased with the success of the tactic as Cale let out a helpless moan and wrapped his arms around Alberu's shoulders. "No, it isn't." Alberu kissed him softly, leisurely. "I thought so since the first time I met you. What a surprisingly kind person you are."
"I think you're delusional." Cale said, his harsh words losing all strength as he gasped out Alberu's name softly when the prince began to move inside of him, slowly and intently to make sure he could properly savor the feeling.
"You do make me a little crazy." Alberu said with a laugh, kissing the corner of Cale's frown as he rolled his hips to get deeper inside of him this time. "So maybe I am delusional. But that won't change what I think about you."
Cale clung to him, his breath hitching every time Alberu found the right spot. He hadn't really intended to accept Cale's request to 'fuck him until he can't walk' but as he saw the wanton lust and embarrassed affection dancing inside of Cale's perfectly brown eyes–he really wanted to see if that was possible.
"Was this what you thought about?" Alberu teased, grinning as Cale looked at him with a panicked expression and bucking his hips to hit Cale just so with enough strength to make him moan. "When you thought about that stupid prince?"
Cale shook his head, pulling Alberu down to bury his face in the crook of Alberu's neck and moaning as Alberu's pace sped up impatiently.
Alberu didn't think he'd get an answer but then he heard Cale's voice, raw with pleasure and hitched with every thrust.
"I tho–ah–ught–I thought about... dancing with you." Cale confessed, sweetly and shamefully and oh so painfully cute. "I wanted to talk–and ahh–Alberu–fuck–there please, more–I wanted–I wanted to hold hands with you and go to a festival–"
Fuck.
Fuck.
Alberu didn't know how Cale could possibly be more lovable. More precious. He regretted teasing him even though Cale had definitely started it and had certainly meant to leave Alberu with certain implications and fuck–
He loved him so much it burned him up inside and all he could think, all he could breathe, all he could want was more of this impossibly perfect man. Alberu held him close, carefully timing his thrusts to please Cale and kissing Cale's sensitive neck.
A part of him wanted to let go of any semblance of control and fuck Cale so hard that he really couldn't run away ever again. Keep him here forever and never let go.
It was crazy of him to think that he could ever limit how much he loved Cale. Crazy of him to think, even for a moment, that he'd ever have the strength to let Cale go.
He wanted to spend his life with the crazy guy he'd met who pretended to get drunk to destroy his own reputation.
He wanted Cale. Wanted to please him and wanted to taste him and wanted to tell him just how much he loved him.