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Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

Sorry this took a bit, the holidays were busy There was a visble shiver of arousal that raced through his system at his prince's smile. The blush on his face darkened on his fair cheeks making then stand out in the light. Images were dancing around his head again, full of the two of them in questionable positions not just tonight but other nights. He didn't want to spend just one night in Tiras's arms oh no. He wanted to spend weeks, months perhaps even years. He wanted to be the Prince's true lover, the one he went to when he was supposed to be bedding his wife. Considering he was not a woman mistress wouldn't be the correct term. However he knew his wish was in vain because the prince never stayed with the same lover for more then a few weeks at most. I want you inside me, filling me, completing me for just one night. I want to taste that delicious cock of yours. as he spoke he ran a hand along Tiras's chest downwards until he could cup the prince's hardness and rub gently. I want to be yours tonight, in every way....
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

'Just one night...?' Seemed a shame, but at least one of them had a sense of proportion. At least it would be a long night. So many things they could do before they were missed. While Tiras knew that if he hadn't drunk so much he would not be here, he also knew that the alcohol would most likely to have negative effects on his endurance. Couldn't have everything. 'Oh, if you want all that we are-' Oh, Jesse's hand against his crotch. Doing some wonderful things. '-wearing too many clothes,' he finished with a gasp. He did not know anything about Jesse's sex life, but this made him think that Jesse did know both what he was doing and what he was getting into. No pun intended. Tiras did like partners who knew what they wanted. His hands were on the buttons of Jesse's clothes now, expert at undoing and removing. He really needed to see Jesse naked now . 'When did you become so beautiful? I would give my whole kingdom for you...' Flattery, and probably the wine talking. But he did mean it in that moment. I'd like to say I have an excuse, but I've just been very lazy, sorry. x.x
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

It was a shame, at least in his eyes. It would be wonderful to keep him, it was just one had to be somewhat realistic. The serving boy smirked his eyes darkening when the prince responded immediately to his rather confident touch. That's just what I'm thinking...too much clothing. he echoed softly before tugging on the prince's trousers. As the buttons on his stiff work shirt were undone, inch after inch of his pale chest was exposed. Small scars littered his chest here and there, from childhood falls, and the occasional punishment when he disobeyed or broke something. His torso was surprisingly smooth except for the light dusting of hair that travelled down his lower stomach and vanished into the hemline of his equally boring work pants. He shrugged off his shirt and smiled at the kind compliment. I've always been this attractive, you just don't pay attention. he teased softly. I've noticed you though you look so much like the queen. A god among us poor common folk. Leaning up he pressed a kiss to the prince's lips before returning to the task at hand. Stripping the prince of every last scrap of clothing, which was a bit more difficult then one might first assume. Royal dressings were notoriously complicated. When one was drunk, they were damned near infuriating.
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

Oh yay, he was being told that he looked like his mummy again. Admittedly she was once the most beautiful woman at court, but he would rather if people remembered him for what he was. Okay, the god amongst the common people part made him laugh. 'That's a lie, my friend. I have exactly the same parts, and no divine powers, sadly.' He helped Jesse with the fastenings of his own clothes, knowing the complications. He was one of the few members of the royal family who actually dressed themselves. Not sure why he bothered, when he could have someone like Jesse do it for him... Maybe he should get someone to dress him. That would be excellent fun for the first few days. This time he did not care about losing a few buttons. It wasn't his job to sew them back on, so he was far more careless with his clothes than Jesse. When they were done with that, he reached out to touch a particular scar on Jesse's chest. 'I remember this one... I stole my father's war horse, and then we tried to run away from the castle to have our own adventure... We fell into that rosebush barely outside the gate, hah.' The prince had his own matching scars from that incident, where the thorns had dug into his back. The providence of his scars was partially similar to Jesse's childhood adventures mostly, but with a few sword slashes from accidents on the training field. The prince had never seen real battle.
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

Intoxication was a funny thing, Jesse was saying things that had he been sober wouldn't have dared cross his mind. He'd always been attracted to Tiras because he was simply him. It had been that way since they were children and he was old enough to know what attraction was. There was something about the prince, which could be compared to no one in his eyes. However that was even cornier then his previous statement so he had the good sense to keep it locked away. It would've been easier if you walked around nude. he mumbled as he nuzzled the prince's bare chest running his finger along his abdomen. Pulling back he openly admired the prince his eyes running along his form, lingering on his lower half before meeting his eyes again. Kicking aside the expensive cloths he ran his own fingers along familiar scars they'd shared. He looked down and grinned at the fond memory. My mother was furious with me for endangering you and grounded me for months. Even though it was your idea. there were several more he remembered from games, it seemed they were always getting hurt when they were little. Looking downwards he found himself licking his lips softly. Let me take care of you highness? he murmured gripping the base of his shaft and squeezing it gently. I've dreamt of it...for ages. Desperately he wished he could wake up beside Tiras tomorrow, but he knew it was unlikely.
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

Yes, most stupid plans had been Tirass when he was little. He had grown up with the stories of glorious battles and ancient heroes, and had always wanted to be one of them. He had grown up now, and given up on those childish dreams, hardened by the realism of ruling. Kings were not heroes. Diplomacy was their weapon, not a sword. He had thought that by giving up those dreams, he should have given up Jesses company. Everyone would say that a servant was an inappropriate friend. His teachers had always disapproved of their fraternizing. Not surprised It was the only time my father hit me, he said with a laugh. He had been shouted at for at least an hour, for abusing the most expensive horse in the stables. It was only the next hour that he was shouted at for the injuries he had dealt himself. Did you go along with my stupid ideas just because I was the prince? he asked, touching Jesses cheek. It was an important question, to him at least. As you wish, he replied with a smirk. Good thing about alcohol he couldnt really feel the chill in the air. Nor could he admit that he didnt last particularly long when drunk, hah. But Jesse dreamt of it? That was damn interesting, and the idea did make him feel strangely pleased? It wasnt as if he could court any men, so to know that someone really wanted him was something.
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

Jesse paused his gentle exploration of Tiras's upper body when he spoke again. There was a puzzled look in his eyes but it faded in a matter of moments. I never thought they were stupid. he responded softly. I went along with your ideas because you were my best friend, and no matter how badly we got hurt it was worth it. he smiled and pressed a kiss to the prince's collarbone. It was at this point he began his journey downwards. Small open mouthed kisses were pressed on each pectoral muscle, his delicate hands rubbing gentle circles on the prince's hips. He paused flickered his tongue over each pert nipple experimentally before moving on. As he began to kneel he ran the tip of his tongue over abdomen muscles until he reached his goal. Wrapping his hands around the base he lapped at the head, flicking his tongue over the head. He parted his full lips and encased only the tip inside his mouth. Suckling experimentally he found it wasn't unpleasant in the least bit. Naturally he'd never done this before so he performed on only basic instincts and tricks he'd heard the maids chatting about. Pressing his tongue flat against the sensitive underside he eased a bit more into his warm mouth. Looking up he locked eyes with the Tiras and gradually began moving his head slowly at first.
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

Best friend...? He had never thought that Jesse would have thought of him that way. Oh, the ideas were definitely stupid, but it was wonderful to know that someone did something not because of his rank, but because they actually liked him. When you paid someone for sex, you never felt loved . The difference was rather extraordinary. No matter how badly we got hurt... The idea applied here, was well. This would definitely be worth it. And, oh, how many people had knelt before him before? But none left such feelings on his skin. First fire, and then ice as the air rapidly cooled the areas that Jesse had touched. Every kiss felt important. Time would probably put things into perspective, but Tiras was convinced that he had never been more aroused in his life. His hands caressed first Jesse's sides, then massaged his shoulders, then ran over his short hair... Jesse's lips against his cock he almost thought he would die from pleasure. As it was, Jesse managed to get a long moan from Tiras that was almost like a whine. He couldn't tell whether he wanted it over quick, because this is unbearable, or whether he wanted to take it slow, because it was like knocking at the gates of heaven. Whatever the case, as Jesse looked into his eyes, he felt, for a moment, as if something was wrong. Perhaps he had seen too many casual lovers in the same position, but he bent down to tug at Jesse's upper arm. 'I want you for my lover...' That might have been a bit fast, considering at which point they were, but... 'I don't want you kneeling in front of me.'
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

Despite the fact he was occupied with trying to figure out the best way to use his tounge, he didn't miss the expression. It seemed thoughtful as though he was pondering something rather important. Jess wasn't upset by this merely curious, concerned even for Tiras. It had been that way every since they were children. Whenever they got in trouble the blonde would always be more concerned with how the prince was being punished rather then himself. His punishments were never harsh, but he alway worried the King would lose paitence and harm his childhood friend. So often times he'd sneak into his room to check on him and to chat before vanishing at the first threat of discovery. Still he grinned to himself at the sound, pleased he was doing well he doubled his efforts only to be paused by the older male's hand on his arm. Pulling back he licked his lips and merely froze at the statement his eyes widening to the size of dinner plates. Are you certain Tiras? slowly getting to his feet he smiled. Because if you are, I'd love to be your lover for as long as you'll have me.
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

This was probably the alcohol speaking, but Tiras really meant that. He was just forgetting every single one of the practicalities, from being heir to the throne to that fact that he might have to get married in the next couple of years, preferably as soon as possible. In telling Jesse that, he had entirely forgotten that his life was not his but that he had duties to his country. 'Yes, yes I am,' he said, in the same tone of voice he had used when he swore the oath to not let down the five hundred years of history when he had accepted his rank. No doubt in the morning he would be tearing his hair out, wondering what had made him say something so ridiculous, something that he could not possibly ever have. But for now? He pulled Jesse closer and kissed him again. Skin against skin, as close as they could get. It felt so right . 'I'm feeling a bit cold, maybe we should get under the covers?' That was probably the most unsubtle invitation to bed to have ever been uttered...
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

Jesse was estatic when he heart the tone Tiras used when he asked for affirmation. That meant he wasn't kidding nor was he too drunk to think straight. Only in the young servant's dream did he every consider the possibility of being his childhood companion's lover. Then I'd love too. Wrapping his arms around the prince he kissed him softly in return and smirked at the not so subtle hint. Come on love. he purred softly tugging on his hand. It's warmer under the covers, with a body beside you, or inside a body. snickering he lead the prince to the bed and climbed onto the expensive matress. Lying back he sighed softly his shaft twitching at the prospect of what was to come. Join me your majesty, I'm already beginning to feel warmer. How about you? he chuckled softly his alcohol glazed expression focused on the prince and the way the latern light flickered around his body. He truely was a work of art...
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

Shit. He'd basically proposed! It wasn't as if half the previous kings didn't keep consorts though... He was trying to think too much here. It was far too difficult at this point. There was a very beautiful person in front of him he should probably be kissing. How did he miss someone like Jesse for years? Tiras slid under the covers next to Jesse. Your majesty? He laughed a little, kneeling above Jesse for a moment then bending down and kissing Jesse's collarbone, then just gently running his lips along it, then kissing down his lover's chest. He paused at a nipple and licked it very lightly, as if exploring. His lover. What a strange way to think about it! At the same time, his left hand had reached down to touch Jesse's cock, touching almost painfully gently, as if just to see, as if to measure. His fingers curled around it, stroking lightly, just to tease, trying to make it as unbearable as he could. They had picked a good room. It was far from the other guest rooms, and they could make as much noise as they wished.
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

His skin was heated as it was due to the wine he'd been sipping on all evening. It gave his ususllu light skin a healthy flush. However when Tiras's lips touch his skin it felt like sparks dancing up and down his spine. He bit his bottom lip and his eyes fluttered shut immediatly giving in to the gentle exploration. When a hand found his throbbing shaft he moaned softly as a drop of precum beaded the tip and trickled downwards. He made a muffled sound of frustration at the slowness of his prince, and now lover's hand. The heated flesh throbbing softly in time with his erratic hearbeat as pink nipples puckered and tightened beneath the heated tounge torturing him so sweetly. This was indeed better then any fantasy he'd ever had over the years. Being here held in the sweet embrance of his childhood friend. Even with his teasing it felt like heaven and he desperatly wished when the woke the prince would remember his promise. Jess wasn't sure he could take the heartbreak if he didn't. Gently he rolled his hips against the elegent hand the was wrapped around his flesh. Please. he murmered. What he was saying please to was another mystery entirely was it a request to stop teasing? A request for more? All he knew was he wanted to say it just so Tiras could hear his lust laced voice clearly.
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

He touched the nipple with his teeth, lightly, not at all painfully, just scraping against it a little, a change in the sensation. How very pretty. Jesse was gorgeous, and Tiras was convinced that he was harder than he ever was in his life, but alcohol always did make him prone to exaggeration, even when he only was thinking to himself. He looked up at Jesse and grinned. 'Please what?' Tiras asked, as if utterly puzzled by the request. He could guess what it was that Jesse wanted probably more and faster. By the look on Jesse's face, it definitely wasn't stop . But should Jesse say it, of course he would follow that. It wouldn't do to accidentally rape his best, and probably only true friend. So far though, he touched the precum and followed the line to the head of Jesse's cock. Removing his hand, he licked at his fingertips. Tastes as pretty as he looks, he thought. Not that he would say it the prince could never admit that he liked the power he had over someone when giving oral sex. It was fun, but rather embarrassing. Luckily, most people he fucked were paid for silence... 'Tell me what you fantasised about...' he trailed off expectantly. Tiras was quite competent at the good fucking part, but he didn't think that would really be sufficient to make this a night to remember. And he wanted Jesse to remember it until the day he died, because anything less just would not be good enough. If the first time with the heir to the throne wasn't memorable, that would be a tragedy! Well, not quite, but that was roughly the right sentiment, surely.
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

His upper body jerked when teeth scraped over senitive nipples. He groaned helplessly. Gripping the sheets tightly a visible shutter of pleasure raced down his spine making his lower body throb pleasureably. The Prince certainly knew what he was doing Jesse had to give him that much. Every touch seemed to turn him to Jelly and leave him open to whatever Tiras wanted to do with him. What the handsome male thought was exactly what the eager Servant said. More,Faster Please! the three words came out as strangled gasps and moans as his body seemed to quiver proving just how much he enjoyed this. Jesse's eyes widened marginally as Tiras seemed to lap the precum of his elegent finger tips. Never in his dreams had he imagined that, that was such a turn on. A light blush covered his cheeks but it was unoticable due to the flush his drinking had caused. He desperatly hoped he would remember this when he awoke sober the following morning. He licked his dry lips and tried to steady his breathing before responding. I have fantasized about tasting you, being tasted. Dreams about you inside me in various position. Once when I was on all four, another while standing, and of course while I looked into your eyes as you filled me with your seed. I even had one where we were inside the horse stables up in the loft at night. he trailed of at that point unsure if he wanted to share more. None of them were particularly naughty but alot had involved public areas.
Thread: The Problems of Being Royal {missedstations & Crystalfox}

Tiras was having an indecent amount of fun, and he did hope that he was going to get to do this when they were both more sober. It really would suck if Jesse woke up next morning wondering why he was so sore and why he needed a bath so badly. The stables? Must be warmer than here, Tiras joked lightly, but more to himself. Running his hand over Jesse's cock was bound to be distracting. But then again, what was he doing talking? There were better things he could do with his mouth! He kissed the tip of Jesse's erection and then very gently licked at it. But he didn't want things to take too long realistically speaking, there wasn't quite time for a significant amount of foreplay. Sadly. They had no lube either he should have to do with taking it very slow instead. Neglecting Jesse's cock for the moment he kissed each of the two balls, and then a little further down to lick at the entrance.
Thread: Poke'Mutation (Mizuken&Rina-Sesshys-Mate)

A pair of big brown eye's opened up. An Erie white light flooded the room. He pressed his hand to his head. He could see his appearence in the reflection of the glass tube he was in. He had a long orange tail a pair of small, but powerful wings, and a pair of antenea sticking from his head. A doctor in a white lab coat entered in with a grin. She knocked on his tubing filled with liquid that kept him sedated, and under control. He looked to her. She was the woman who had been doing experiments on him for months. He use to be a human boy. He was a dragon pokemon trainer. It was during his journey's that he'd come up on Team galctic working with team rocket in order to form the perfect humanpokemon hybrid. Team rocket thought it would be powerful. Team galactic said pokehuman metamorphasis was the next step in the human evolutionary chain. The woman knocked on the glass again causing him to become alert. Wake up Zentite. His name was Zentyu...or at least it used to be before they spliced his Dna with his poor dragonites. The experiments they did to dragonite the constant blood, and tissue sample they took all without aestetics. All the while telling him if he didn't endure it his trainer wouldn't survive. However Zentyu didn't learn this truth until they were spliced together, and he was able to access dragonite's memories. Look alive Zentyu. You have a new friend. Another one has survived. He couldn't see well from here, but it was definately a female. He couldn't see what pokemon she was spliced with though. You know of all of the splices you are the only one that won't comply. Zentyu or Zentite was the first experimentation, but when they thought they could control him, and tried to give him to a rockett trainer to control he rebelled, and destroyed half the building since then they'd killed lots of other people, and pokemon. And had some success as well. The others all seemed to be able to be tamed with time, but not him. He hated these people, but this liquid kept him from getting freemoving, or speaking. If only...He'd make them all sorry especially that woman the things she'd done to dragonite were unforgivable, and that lustful look in her eye's when she turned to him always made him feel sick.
Thread: Poke'Mutation (Mizuken&Rina-Sesshys-Mate)

here is a pic of them !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href m -- ... ntarel.png and here is one of them with giratina !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href m -- ... ntarel.png A pair of twins walked in and the girl said I don't see why we have to obey them bro. I mean we are spliced with Palkia and Dialga. We are the masters of time and space The girl was dressed in a kimono the same colors as Palkia and her brother was dressed in blue and had a chest plate exactly like Dialga. The boy went by Dia and his sister was Kia. Dia said softly looking at the boy just waking up Kia quiet there is a boy here. Kia fell silent as her brother walked over to the glass and said Hey kid if you can here me listen carefully. I am like you. I was splice with the master of time Dialga. My sister was spliced with the master of space Palkia. We go by Diadea and Kiakea ok. Kia walked over and said We will get you out, these people forget we act like you. We rebel against them.