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[minacixus-blog]

nsfw starters; fifty reasons to have sex

send a number for a drabble/starter. they are sorted into categories ;

 CATEGORY ONE; general

‘i can’t sleep’ sex

‘make up’ sex

‘break up’ sex

‘revenge’ sex

‘rebound’ sex

‘i’m bored’ sex

‘curiosity’ sex

‘first time’ sex

‘homecoming/prom night’ sex

‘hotel room’ sex

‘distraction’ sex

‘the condoms are about to expire’ sex

‘anniversary’ sex

‘snuck out of the house to hook-up’ sex

‘post-argument’ sex

‘we’re drunk and horny’ sex

‘comfort’ sex

‘walked in on while naked’ sex

‘to change the subject’ sex

CATEGORY TWO; risky/kinky/strangers

‘i need a place to crash’ sex

‘your friend just told you about a new position’ sex

‘the elevator broke down’ sex

‘end of the world/the world is in chaos’ sex

‘i can’t believe we survived’ sex

‘i caught you masturbating’ sex

‘you caught me masturbating’ sex

‘crotchless underwear is a thing’ sex

‘i’m/your pregnant and horny’ sex

‘we’re in a public place and i just spent the last half hour making you ridiculously aroused’ sex

‘you’re my teacher and i finally seduced you’ sex

‘i’m your teacher and i can’t believe your my student’ sex

‘best friend’s younger sibling who suddenly got hot’ sex

‘i saw a cool scene in a porno and i want to reenact it’ sex

CATEGORY THREE; cheating/assumed cheating

‘everyone thinks we’re banging, so we might as well just do it’ sex

‘we’ve been friends-with-benefits for a long time, and now that one of us is in a relationship, are we going to stop?’ sex

‘randomly hooked up one night and the next monday you walk into my work and i discover that my favourite colleague is actually your husband/wife’ sex

‘one or both of us is in a relationship, but we can’t help it’ sex

‘we’ve both been cheated on by our respective partners, so fuck it’ sex

CATEGORY FOUR; established relationships

‘we just got engaged’ sex

‘i thought you were dead, but you’re not and i can’t believe it’ sex

‘we were childhood sweethearts, and we haven’t seen each other in years’ sex

‘i need to lose my virginity and you’re the only person i want to lose it to’ sex

‘you just walked into my office for a job as my secretary/assistant and we haven’t seen each other in years, but sexual tension is a thing’ sex

‘our families hate each other for (insert reason here) but that doesn’t matter to us’ sex

‘we’re in a dysfunctional, toxic relationship but i still love you more than anything in this world’ sex

CATEGORY FIVE; lgbti+

‘my girlfriend left me with blue balls, and you’re her brother and i’m pretty sure i’m not gay but lets go for it’ sex

‘we pretended to be lesbian lovers to get a creepy guy to stop hitting on us, so we kissed to complete the charade and we both kind of liked it, so…?’ sex

‘you’re my room mate and you’re really hot, but we’re both guys/girls and this is new to me’ sex

‘i’m gay and you’re curious and you asked me to show you what it’s like’ sex

‘you’re gay and i’m curious and i asked you to show me what it’s like’ sex

[otpprompts]

Imagine your OTP drinking together and Person 1 is the type that when they drink they like to act intimidating, but is actually this really cute and adorable teddy bear. How far it goes is up the writer.

[musesgonnamuse]

My muse has fallen asleep while clutching something your muse needs back. How does your muse react?

[otpprompts]

Person B is tall and Person A is short. On their first date, they go to a restaurant, and the lights hang low over the table. When Person B leans in for a kiss, they hit their head on the light. Person A snorted. Person A never lets them forget this.

[itsourconstellation]

Scout Boy

Finn had spent the whole valentines weekend cooped up in his bedroom, a paper striped bag pick and mix of sour sweets and fruity chews, chocolate coated peanuts, watching some animal documentary while his parents went and enjoyed themselves for the valentines weekend. He was nineteen for heck sake, here he was in deadpool pj bottoms while his parents were having a better time than he was. The next weekend coming he refused to be stuck in this rut. Once his parents were gone and a few clubs looked up online, then looked up again because he was nervous he had gotten the information wrong. In dark navy plaid skinned suit trousers with matching jacket and a creamed white shirt Finn donned a lacked black mask over his face. Finn didn't want to just sit around, he wanted to find someone. Make them moan his name until that was the word they could remember.

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen sighs happily against the others lips. Then turns his head so he could dot a tiny kiss on the palm of his lovers hand that rested against his cheek. “My happiness is only mine. Where as if brought the two kingdoms together? That’s happiness for thousands.” Finnegen grimaced. He wishes it wasn’t this way but he wouldn’t be a good prince if he didn’t put his people first. He promised his father he would try. Though it’s so difficult. “I could see you often, you would be given meals, your own quarters… But you’d be working for me. Not with me…”

[4lonelysouls]

“But the nights…the nights would be ours” he says softly, explaining his thought process. He wanted more than anything to make Finnegan happy but knew firsthand the troubles faced by the people. But he also knew what he wanted it his heart, “What if..and if you’d accept my advice and confide in me..and together we could fix the problems facing the kingdom?”

[itsourconstellation]

“Only the moon and the stars would know. I will talk to my ice and his advisor. I’m sure we can find a place on the castle. We can do this. Together.” Finnegen swears. Christopher was quickly becoming so much more, he was taking place over the one thing he knew, what he thought he wanted. Ruling a kingdom seems only appealing with him at his side.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles widely, “My prince, I am glad you agree” he mumbles, sitting up to kiss him lightly. He glances to the dried seed on both of them and gets a rag to gently clean them both off. He then reaches up to move the crown from his head to Finnegan’s and gazes at him fondly, “You are the true prince and already have the rule of the heart in my chest” he whispers softly. “Let us dress and I will show you how I’ve hunted for the last three seasons” he whispers.

[itsourconstellation]

He smiled under the kiss , the love fuelled actions. The crown as it rested on his head lifted his heart. He will protect the people he cares about. Christopher comes first. With his guidance and knowledge they will turn these hills and villages to the former glory held by his grandfather. “I will protect you until my last breath my darling.” He presses a kiss on his forehead then begins to dress. Clipping braces to his tailored trousers, buttoned shirt, the charcoal clock with his family’s crest in rose gold and sulked thread that closes it over his shoulders. “I look forward to see it my love.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles as he pulls on his own clothing, pulling his cloak around himself at the end and pulling his hood up. He helps Finnegan to stand and goes to the trunk of the tree, which is hollow, and pulls out a bow and a quiver of arrows, along with a dagger and a homemade net. He tucks the dagger into his belt loop and shoulders the quiver, “I must warn you, it might get messy, I hope that you’re ready for that” he says gently, taking his hand and leading out of their little safe haven I the willow branches.

[itsourconstellation]

Christopher, Finnegen decides, is as good looking out of clothes as he is dressed in tight waist coats and leather holdall on his back carrying the quiver. “I wish I had known we were doing this, I would have brought my sword…” Finnegen had, much like his father and uncle when they were young boys, trained for hours in combat and sword fighting. Though he preferred to read than fight his punches didn’t hold much weight but Finn was fast. Quick with a slim katana. Archery was something he envied. The hand eye coordination, ping a bow. “I don’t mind my dear. What’s in the menu tonight. I know deer used to roam these forests.” As a small boy Finnegen loved the stores his mother would lull him to sleep with. The deer, antlers strong and sharp but wits quicker held pride of place on their dinner table and on their family crest. Carved out in rare metals.b

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher thinks a moment as they carefully walks through the forest, the sun high above as it was a little past 11 o'clock now. He smiles at the mention of a sword, “I am sure you’re a skilled fighter but I’m not sure how much that would help you against a fox or rabbit” he murmurs faintly. “We will be hunting fox or rabbit, perhaps quail if we come across one, nothing as large as deer as there is only two of us and I don’t want any to go to waste” he murmurs. He takes a moment to step over a rock and hold a hand out to Finn, “But I think if we’re quiet enough that we’ll see a herd perhaps.”

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen chuckles lightly with an agreeing nod. “You’re entirely right. I supposed I never needed learn how to hunt. Who taught you?” He muses softly, stopping when the hand is brought. Finn’s iced coloured hues shoot to the foliage in the distance where a sound, that could possibly be the tapping of hooves against moss grasslands could be heard under the low whisper of wind through the trees. An actual deer herd?

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher is about to respond when he too heard the sounds not to far from where they stood. He draws a bow in case it’s dangerous, perhaps a boar, and quickly leads Finnegan to a bush where they might hide. They wait in silence as a herd comes through, a few stags with numerous does. They nibble at grass and leaves, staying close together as they eat. They stay still, each man holding their breath and watching as the herd munch. But soon enough, Christopher makes a slight movement that leads to a broken twig, and the deer look up sharply. “blast” Christopher mumbles under his breath as they all run away and Christopher smiles brightly at Finnegan, “I suppose now you’ve seen your herd” he chuckles. He remembers the question and thinks on it for a moment, “Well my father is the one who really began to teach me but he died down in the mines when I was much younger and I taught myself after that”

[itsourconstellation]

Hidden in the bush when the deer trotted through Finn had not known this peaceful serenity in a while. The large bucks, their angles gleamed in the fresh noon light, as did their inky black hues, like space void. The does were slender, soft, their heads bowed towards their meal. Even eyes closed almost with this gracelessness that only deer seemed to carry. In that moment Finn was proud. These animals adorned the crest of his cloak right now and he’s never felt so come cried to the animal. This is wha their town and kingdom was. They were strong and graceful, intelligent. He wouldn’t admit it but the young prince was some what chocked up. “I-its ok- if they stayed any longer I think I would have touched one.” Finnegen jokes softly, eyes still locked on where they trotted away from sight. Though, on the admission from Christopher he finally moves his gaze. “I’m sorry for your loss… The mine collapse…i-it was true my horrendous.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher looks away uncomfortably, despite what they had just shared he was still wary of showing weakness in anything especially emotions. “It’s alright, I..I have learned to live with my circumstances” he says softly, biting his lip and trying to hide his sadness. “It’s not your fault darling, it was an accident that couldn’t be prevented and lots of lives were lost” he murmurs, moving away from the bush and trying to get his balance back after kneeling for those few minutes.

[itsourconstellation]

The emotion, fresh and still obviously an open wound was easily seen in the washed hues of his lover and his tightened grip. As much as Finnegen wanted to ask, to attempt to give him some form of aid into emotional recovery it seemed now not to be the time, the young prince let the subject drop. Instead he stood from the brush. Swiping his hands over his cloak before nodding. “Indeed it was heartbreaking. Let now let a somber loss put a sadness over our day yes my dear? Now please, your prince demands you show him how you hunt.” Finnegen commands, voice clearer, flatter but was sent with a cheeky grin.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher chuckles with a faint roll of his eyes, “Yes highness, whatever you wish” he murmurs, as he begins looking towards the forest floor and looking for tracks. He motions for silence and knows that the prince might not be able to walk as silently as necessary but manages to find fox tracks. He smiles faintly and begins tracking it, looking for the fox with a drawn arrow. When he sees the fox drinking from a stream, he paused and holds the bow higher. Before the fox can move, he shoots the creature through the eye.

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen attempts to tread carefully, avoiding small twigs and slippery looking moss covered rock. Treading slowly behind his lover. The young prince couldn't read the forest, not see the tracks underlay or signs of nesting. It wasn't till they had broken out near the stream that he could see the animal. A muted red among stone. Christopher's shot was impeccable, a bullseye literally. Though Finn still somewhat flinched. The animal with the arrow protruding from his eyes fell with a full thud to the ground. Finn was glad it wasn't early springtime, no younger fox cubs around that would eventually just go hungry. "That was impressive. From quite a distance as well my dear."

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen sighs happily against the others lips. Then turns his head so he could dot a tiny kiss on the palm of his lovers hand that rested against his cheek. “My happiness is only mine. Where as if brought the two kingdoms together? That’s happiness for thousands.” Finnegen grimaced. He wishes it wasn’t this way but he wouldn’t be a good prince if he didn’t put his people first. He promised his father he would try. Though it’s so difficult. “I could see you often, you would be given meals, your own quarters… But you’d be working for me. Not with me…”

[4lonelysouls]

“But the nights…the nights would be ours” he says softly, explaining his thought process. He wanted more than anything to make Finnegan happy but knew firsthand the troubles faced by the people. But he also knew what he wanted it his heart, “What if..and if you’d accept my advice and confide in me..and together we could fix the problems facing the kingdom?”

[itsourconstellation]

“Only the moon and the stars would know. I will talk to my ice and his advisor. I’m sure we can find a place on the castle. We can do this. Together.” Finnegen swears. Christopher was quickly becoming so much more, he was taking place over the one thing he knew, what he thought he wanted. Ruling a kingdom seems only appealing with him at his side.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles widely, “My prince, I am glad you agree” he mumbles, sitting up to kiss him lightly. He glances to the dried seed on both of them and gets a rag to gently clean them both off. He then reaches up to move the crown from his head to Finnegan’s and gazes at him fondly, “You are the true prince and already have the rule of the heart in my chest” he whispers softly. “Let us dress and I will show you how I’ve hunted for the last three seasons” he whispers.

[itsourconstellation]

He smiled under the kiss , the love fuelled actions. The crown as it rested on his head lifted his heart. He will protect the people he cares about. Christopher comes first. With his guidance and knowledge they will turn these hills and villages to the former glory held by his grandfather. “I will protect you until my last breath my darling.” He presses a kiss on his forehead then begins to dress. Clipping braces to his tailored trousers, buttoned shirt, the charcoal clock with his family’s crest in rose gold and sulked thread that closes it over his shoulders. “I look forward to see it my love.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles as he pulls on his own clothing, pulling his cloak around himself at the end and pulling his hood up. He helps Finnegan to stand and goes to the trunk of the tree, which is hollow, and pulls out a bow and a quiver of arrows, along with a dagger and a homemade net. He tucks the dagger into his belt loop and shoulders the quiver, “I must warn you, it might get messy, I hope that you’re ready for that” he says gently, taking his hand and leading out of their little safe haven I the willow branches.

[itsourconstellation]

Christopher, Finnegen decides, is as good looking out of clothes as he is dressed in tight waist coats and leather holdall on his back carrying the quiver. “I wish I had known we were doing this, I would have brought my sword…” Finnegen had, much like his father and uncle when they were young boys, trained for hours in combat and sword fighting. Though he preferred to read than fight his punches didn’t hold much weight but Finn was fast. Quick with a slim katana. Archery was something he envied. The hand eye coordination, ping a bow. “I don’t mind my dear. What’s in the menu tonight. I know deer used to roam these forests.” As a small boy Finnegen loved the stores his mother would lull him to sleep with. The deer, antlers strong and sharp but wits quicker held pride of place on their dinner table and on their family crest. Carved out in rare metals.b

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher thinks a moment as they carefully walks through the forest, the sun high above as it was a little past 11 o'clock now. He smiles at the mention of a sword, “I am sure you’re a skilled fighter but I’m not sure how much that would help you against a fox or rabbit” he murmurs faintly. “We will be hunting fox or rabbit, perhaps quail if we come across one, nothing as large as deer as there is only two of us and I don’t want any to go to waste” he murmurs. He takes a moment to step over a rock and hold a hand out to Finn, “But I think if we’re quiet enough that we’ll see a herd perhaps.”

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen chuckles lightly with an agreeing nod. “You’re entirely right. I supposed I never needed learn how to hunt. Who taught you?” He muses softly, stopping when the hand is brought. Finn’s iced coloured hues shoot to the foliage in the distance where a sound, that could possibly be the tapping of hooves against moss grasslands could be heard under the low whisper of wind through the trees. An actual deer herd?

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher is about to respond when he too heard the sounds not to far from where they stood. He draws a bow in case it’s dangerous, perhaps a boar, and quickly leads Finnegan to a bush where they might hide. They wait in silence as a herd comes through, a few stags with numerous does. They nibble at grass and leaves, staying close together as they eat. They stay still, each man holding their breath and watching as the herd munch. But soon enough, Christopher makes a slight movement that leads to a broken twig, and the deer look up sharply. “blast” Christopher mumbles under his breath as they all run away and Christopher smiles brightly at Finnegan, “I suppose now you’ve seen your herd” he chuckles. He remembers the question and thinks on it for a moment, “Well my father is the one who really began to teach me but he died down in the mines when I was much younger and I taught myself after that”

[itsourconstellation]

Hidden in the bush when the deer trotted through Finn had not known this peaceful serenity in a while. The large bucks, their angles gleamed in the fresh noon light, as did their inky black hues, like space void. The does were slender, soft, their heads bowed towards their meal. Even eyes closed almost with this gracelessness that only deer seemed to carry. In that moment Finn was proud. These animals adorned the crest of his cloak right now and he’s never felt so come cried to the animal. This is wha their town and kingdom was. They were strong and graceful, intelligent. He wouldn’t admit it but the young prince was some what chocked up. “I-its ok- if they stayed any longer I think I would have touched one.” Finnegen jokes softly, eyes still locked on where they trotted away from sight. Though, on the admission from Christopher he finally moves his gaze. “I’m sorry for your loss… The mine collapse…i-it was true my horrendous.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher looks away uncomfortably, despite what they had just shared he was still wary of showing weakness in anything especially emotions. “It’s alright, I..I have learned to live with my circumstances” he says softly, biting his lip and trying to hide his sadness. “It’s not your fault darling, it was an accident that couldn’t be prevented and lots of lives were lost” he murmurs, moving away from the bush and trying to get his balance back after kneeling for those few minutes.

[itsourconstellation]

The emotion, fresh and still obviously an open wound was easily seen in the washed hues of his lover and his tightened grip. As much as Finnegen wanted to ask, to attempt to give him some form of aid into emotional recovery it seemed now not to be the time, the young prince let the subject drop. Instead he stood from the brush. Swiping his hands over his cloak before nodding. "Indeed it was heartbreaking. Let now let a somber loss put a sadness over our day yes my dear? Now please, your prince demands you show him how you hunt." Finnegen commands, voice clearer, flatter but was sent with a cheeky grin.

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen sighs happily against the others lips. Then turns his head so he could dot a tiny kiss on the palm of his lovers hand that rested against his cheek. “My happiness is only mine. Where as if brought the two kingdoms together? That’s happiness for thousands.” Finnegen grimaced. He wishes it wasn’t this way but he wouldn’t be a good prince if he didn’t put his people first. He promised his father he would try. Though it’s so difficult. “I could see you often, you would be given meals, your own quarters… But you’d be working for me. Not with me…”

[4lonelysouls]

“But the nights…the nights would be ours” he says softly, explaining his thought process. He wanted more than anything to make Finnegan happy but knew firsthand the troubles faced by the people. But he also knew what he wanted it his heart, “What if..and if you’d accept my advice and confide in me..and together we could fix the problems facing the kingdom?”

[itsourconstellation]

“Only the moon and the stars would know. I will talk to my ice and his advisor. I’m sure we can find a place on the castle. We can do this. Together.” Finnegen swears. Christopher was quickly becoming so much more, he was taking place over the one thing he knew, what he thought he wanted. Ruling a kingdom seems only appealing with him at his side.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles widely, “My prince, I am glad you agree” he mumbles, sitting up to kiss him lightly. He glances to the dried seed on both of them and gets a rag to gently clean them both off. He then reaches up to move the crown from his head to Finnegan’s and gazes at him fondly, “You are the true prince and already have the rule of the heart in my chest” he whispers softly. “Let us dress and I will show you how I’ve hunted for the last three seasons” he whispers.

[itsourconstellation]

He smiled under the kiss , the love fuelled actions. The crown as it rested on his head lifted his heart. He will protect the people he cares about. Christopher comes first. With his guidance and knowledge they will turn these hills and villages to the former glory held by his grandfather. “I will protect you until my last breath my darling.” He presses a kiss on his forehead then begins to dress. Clipping braces to his tailored trousers, buttoned shirt, the charcoal clock with his family’s crest in rose gold and sulked thread that closes it over his shoulders. “I look forward to see it my love.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles as he pulls on his own clothing, pulling his cloak around himself at the end and pulling his hood up. He helps Finnegan to stand and goes to the trunk of the tree, which is hollow, and pulls out a bow and a quiver of arrows, along with a dagger and a homemade net. He tucks the dagger into his belt loop and shoulders the quiver, “I must warn you, it might get messy, I hope that you’re ready for that” he says gently, taking his hand and leading out of their little safe haven I the willow branches.

[itsourconstellation]

Christopher, Finnegen decides, is as good looking out of clothes as he is dressed in tight waist coats and leather holdall on his back carrying the quiver. “I wish I had known we were doing this, I would have brought my sword…” Finnegen had, much like his father and uncle when they were young boys, trained for hours in combat and sword fighting. Though he preferred to read than fight his punches didn’t hold much weight but Finn was fast. Quick with a slim katana. Archery was something he envied. The hand eye coordination, ping a bow. “I don’t mind my dear. What’s in the menu tonight. I know deer used to roam these forests.” As a small boy Finnegen loved the stores his mother would lull him to sleep with. The deer, antlers strong and sharp but wits quicker held pride of place on their dinner table and on their family crest. Carved out in rare metals.b

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher thinks a moment as they carefully walks through the forest, the sun high above as it was a little past 11 o'clock now. He smiles at the mention of a sword, “I am sure you’re a skilled fighter but I’m not sure how much that would help you against a fox or rabbit” he murmurs faintly. “We will be hunting fox or rabbit, perhaps quail if we come across one, nothing as large as deer as there is only two of us and I don’t want any to go to waste” he murmurs. He takes a moment to step over a rock and hold a hand out to Finn, “But I think if we’re quiet enough that we’ll see a herd perhaps.”

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen chuckles lightly with an agreeing nod. “You’re entirely right. I supposed I never needed learn how to hunt. Who taught you?” He muses softly, stopping when the hand is brought. Finn’s iced coloured hues shoot to the foliage in the distance where a sound, that could possibly be the tapping of hooves against moss grasslands could be heard under the low whisper of wind through the trees. An actual deer herd?

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher is about to respond when he too heard the sounds not to far from where they stood. He draws a bow in case it’s dangerous, perhaps a boar, and quickly leads Finnegan to a bush where they might hide. They wait in silence as a herd comes through, a few stags with numerous does. They nibble at grass and leaves, staying close together as they eat. They stay still, each man holding their breath and watching as the herd munch. But soon enough, Christopher makes a slight movement that leads to a broken twig, and the deer look up sharply. “blast” Christopher mumbles under his breath as they all run away and Christopher smiles brightly at Finnegan, “I suppose now you’ve seen your herd” he chuckles. He remembers the question and thinks on it for a moment, “Well my father is the one who really began to teach me but he died down in the mines when I was much younger and I taught myself after that”

[itsourconstellation]

Hidden in the bush when the deer trotted through Finn had not known this peaceful serenity in a while. The large bucks, their angles gleamed in the fresh noon light, as did their inky black hues, like space void. The does were slender, soft, their heads bowed towards their meal. Even eyes closed almost with this gracelessness that only deer seemed to carry. In that moment Finn was proud. These animals adorned the crest of his cloak right now and he's never felt so come cried to the animal. This is wha their town and kingdom was. They were strong and graceful, intelligent. He wouldn't admit it but the young prince was some what chocked up. "I-its ok- if they stayed any longer I think I would have touched one." Finnegen jokes softly, eyes still locked on where they trotted away from sight. Though, on the admission from Christopher he finally moves his gaze. "I'm sorry for your loss... The mine collapse...i-it was true my horrendous."

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen sighs happily against the others lips. Then turns his head so he could dot a tiny kiss on the palm of his lovers hand that rested against his cheek. “My happiness is only mine. Where as if brought the two kingdoms together? That’s happiness for thousands.” Finnegen grimaced. He wishes it wasn’t this way but he wouldn’t be a good prince if he didn’t put his people first. He promised his father he would try. Though it’s so difficult. “I could see you often, you would be given meals, your own quarters… But you’d be working for me. Not with me…”

[4lonelysouls]

“But the nights…the nights would be ours” he says softly, explaining his thought process. He wanted more than anything to make Finnegan happy but knew firsthand the troubles faced by the people. But he also knew what he wanted it his heart, “What if..and if you’d accept my advice and confide in me..and together we could fix the problems facing the kingdom?”

[itsourconstellation]

“Only the moon and the stars would know. I will talk to my ice and his advisor. I’m sure we can find a place on the castle. We can do this. Together.” Finnegen swears. Christopher was quickly becoming so much more, he was taking place over the one thing he knew, what he thought he wanted. Ruling a kingdom seems only appealing with him at his side.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles widely, “My prince, I am glad you agree” he mumbles, sitting up to kiss him lightly. He glances to the dried seed on both of them and gets a rag to gently clean them both off. He then reaches up to move the crown from his head to Finnegan’s and gazes at him fondly, “You are the true prince and already have the rule of the heart in my chest” he whispers softly. “Let us dress and I will show you how I’ve hunted for the last three seasons” he whispers.

[itsourconstellation]

He smiled under the kiss , the love fuelled actions. The crown as it rested on his head lifted his heart. He will protect the people he cares about. Christopher comes first. With his guidance and knowledge they will turn these hills and villages to the former glory held by his grandfather. “I will protect you until my last breath my darling.” He presses a kiss on his forehead then begins to dress. Clipping braces to his tailored trousers, buttoned shirt, the charcoal clock with his family’s crest in rose gold and sulked thread that closes it over his shoulders. “I look forward to see it my love.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles as he pulls on his own clothing, pulling his cloak around himself at the end and pulling his hood up. He helps Finnegan to stand and goes to the trunk of the tree, which is hollow, and pulls out a bow and a quiver of arrows, along with a dagger and a homemade net. He tucks the dagger into his belt loop and shoulders the quiver, “I must warn you, it might get messy, I hope that you’re ready for that” he says gently, taking his hand and leading out of their little safe haven I the willow branches.

[itsourconstellation]

Christopher, Finnegen decides, is as good looking out of clothes as he is dressed in tight waist coats and leather holdall on his back carrying the quiver. “I wish I had known we were doing this, I would have brought my sword…” Finnegen had, much like his father and uncle when they were young boys, trained for hours in combat and sword fighting. Though he preferred to read than fight his punches didn’t hold much weight but Finn was fast. Quick with a slim katana. Archery was something he envied. The hand eye coordination, ping a bow. “I don’t mind my dear. What’s in the menu tonight. I know deer used to roam these forests.” As a small boy Finnegen loved the stores his mother would lull him to sleep with. The deer, antlers strong and sharp but wits quicker held pride of place on their dinner table and on their family crest. Carved out in rare metals.b

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher thinks a moment as they carefully walks through the forest, the sun high above as it was a little past 11 o'clock now. He smiles at the mention of a sword, “I am sure you’re a skilled fighter but I’m not sure how much that would help you against a fox or rabbit” he murmurs faintly. “We will be hunting fox or rabbit, perhaps quail if we come across one, nothing as large as deer as there is only two of us and I don’t want any to go to waste” he murmurs. He takes a moment to step over a rock and hold a hand out to Finn, “But I think if we’re quiet enough that we’ll see a herd perhaps.”

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen chuckles lightly with an agreeing nod. "You're entirely right. I supposed I never needed learn how to hunt. Who taught you?" He muses softly, stopping when the hand is brought. Finn's iced coloured hues shoot to the foliage in the distance where a sound, that could possibly be the tapping of hooves against moss grasslands could be heard under the low whisper of wind through the trees. An actual deer herd?

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen sighs happily against the others lips. Then turns his head so he could dot a tiny kiss on the palm of his lovers hand that rested against his cheek. “My happiness is only mine. Where as if brought the two kingdoms together? That’s happiness for thousands.” Finnegen grimaced. He wishes it wasn’t this way but he wouldn’t be a good prince if he didn’t put his people first. He promised his father he would try. Though it’s so difficult. “I could see you often, you would be given meals, your own quarters… But you’d be working for me. Not with me…”

[4lonelysouls]

“But the nights…the nights would be ours” he says softly, explaining his thought process. He wanted more than anything to make Finnegan happy but knew firsthand the troubles faced by the people. But he also knew what he wanted it his heart, “What if..and if you’d accept my advice and confide in me..and together we could fix the problems facing the kingdom?”

[itsourconstellation]

“Only the moon and the stars would know. I will talk to my ice and his advisor. I’m sure we can find a place on the castle. We can do this. Together.” Finnegen swears. Christopher was quickly becoming so much more, he was taking place over the one thing he knew, what he thought he wanted. Ruling a kingdom seems only appealing with him at his side.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles widely, “My prince, I am glad you agree” he mumbles, sitting up to kiss him lightly. He glances to the dried seed on both of them and gets a rag to gently clean them both off. He then reaches up to move the crown from his head to Finnegan’s and gazes at him fondly, “You are the true prince and already have the rule of the heart in my chest” he whispers softly. “Let us dress and I will show you how I’ve hunted for the last three seasons” he whispers.

[itsourconstellation]

He smiled under the kiss , the love fuelled actions. The crown as it rested on his head lifted his heart. He will protect the people he cares about. Christopher comes first. With his guidance and knowledge they will turn these hills and villages to the former glory held by his grandfather. “I will protect you until my last breath my darling.” He presses a kiss on his forehead then begins to dress. Clipping braces to his tailored trousers, buttoned shirt, the charcoal clock with his family’s crest in rose gold and sulked thread that closes it over his shoulders. “I look forward to see it my love.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles as he pulls on his own clothing, pulling his cloak around himself at the end and pulling his hood up. He helps Finnegan to stand and goes to the trunk of the tree, which is hollow, and pulls out a bow and a quiver of arrows, along with a dagger and a homemade net. He tucks the dagger into his belt loop and shoulders the quiver, “I must warn you, it might get messy, I hope that you’re ready for that” he says gently, taking his hand and leading out of their little safe haven I the willow branches.

[itsourconstellation]

Christopher, Finnegen decides, is as good looking out of clothes as he is dressed in tight waist coats and leather holdall on his back carrying the quiver. "I wish I had known we were doing this, I would have brought my sword..." Finnegen had, much like his father and uncle when they were young boys, trained for hours in combat and sword fighting. Though he preferred to read than fight his punches didn't hold much weight but Finn was fast. Quick with a slim katana. Archery was something he envied. The hand eye coordination, ping a bow. "I don't mind my dear. What's in the menu tonight. I know deer used to roam these forests." As a small boy Finnegen loved the stores his mother would lull him to sleep with. The deer, antlers strong and sharp but wits quicker held pride of place on their dinner table and on their family crest. Carved out in rare metals.b

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen sighs happily against the others lips. Then turns his head so he could dot a tiny kiss on the palm of his lovers hand that rested against his cheek. “My happiness is only mine. Where as if brought the two kingdoms together? That’s happiness for thousands.” Finnegen grimaced. He wishes it wasn’t this way but he wouldn’t be a good prince if he didn’t put his people first. He promised his father he would try. Though it’s so difficult. “I could see you often, you would be given meals, your own quarters… But you’d be working for me. Not with me…”

[4lonelysouls]

“But the nights…the nights would be ours” he says softly, explaining his thought process. He wanted more than anything to make Finnegan happy but knew firsthand the troubles faced by the people. But he also knew what he wanted it his heart, “What if..and if you’d accept my advice and confide in me..and together we could fix the problems facing the kingdom?”

[itsourconstellation]

“Only the moon and the stars would know. I will talk to my ice and his advisor. I’m sure we can find a place on the castle. We can do this. Together.” Finnegen swears. Christopher was quickly becoming so much more, he was taking place over the one thing he knew, what he thought he wanted. Ruling a kingdom seems only appealing with him at his side.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles widely, “My prince, I am glad you agree” he mumbles, sitting up to kiss him lightly. He glances to the dried seed on both of them and gets a rag to gently clean them both off. He then reaches up to move the crown from his head to Finnegan’s and gazes at him fondly, “You are the true prince and already have the rule of the heart in my chest” he whispers softly. “Let us dress and I will show you how I’ve hunted for the last three seasons” he whispers.

[itsourconstellation]

He smiled under the kiss , the love fuelled actions. The crown as it rested on his head lifted his heart. He will protect the people he cares about. Christopher comes first. With his guidance and knowledge they will turn these hills and villages to the former glory held by his grandfather. "I will protect you until my last breath my darling." He presses a kiss on his forehead then begins to dress. Clipping braces to his tailored trousers, buttoned shirt, the charcoal clock with his family's crest in rose gold and sulked thread that closes it over his shoulders. "I look forward to see it my love."

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen sighs happily against the others lips. Then turns his head so he could dot a tiny kiss on the palm of his lovers hand that rested against his cheek. “My happiness is only mine. Where as if brought the two kingdoms together? That’s happiness for thousands.” Finnegen grimaced. He wishes it wasn’t this way but he wouldn’t be a good prince if he didn’t put his people first. He promised his father he would try. Though it’s so difficult. “I could see you often, you would be given meals, your own quarters… But you’d be working for me. Not with me…”

[4lonelysouls]

“But the nights…the nights would be ours” he says softly, explaining his thought process. He wanted more than anything to make Finnegan happy but knew firsthand the troubles faced by the people. But he also knew what he wanted it his heart, “What if..and if you’d accept my advice and confide in me..and together we could fix the problems facing the kingdom?”

[itsourconstellation]

"Only the moon and the stars would know. I will talk to my ice and his advisor. I'm sure we can find a place on the castle. We can do this. Together." Finnegen swears. Christopher was quickly becoming so much more, he was taking place over the one thing he knew, what he thought he wanted. Ruling a kingdom seems only appealing with him at his side.

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen sighs happily against the others lips. Then turns his head so he could dot a tiny kiss on the palm of his lovers hand that rested against his cheek. "My happiness is only mine. Where as if brought the two kingdoms together? That's happiness for thousands." Finnegen grimaced. He wishes it wasn't this way but he wouldn't be a good prince if he didn't put his people first. He promised his father he would try. Though it's so difficult. "I could see you often, you would be given meals, your own quarters... But you'd be working for me. Not with me..."

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen wants the sounds of Christopher’s pleasure laced moans and the sound of their rocking hips to grace him every morning and every night. He doesn’t think he can go back to not having his man as a permanent in his life. In his bed when he sleeps, at his side during meals, his trusted loyal lover and companion during meetings and talks and all the goddamn balls. “Gods! S-so full-” his whimpers, his voice now hoarse from shouting, his cries ringing out as electricity travelled through him. “I-I’m I-I’m- fuck! C-Christopher!” He spills between them, white light flashing behind his eyelids as his body sings, hips stuttering out of sync, desperate rolls behind he falls against the grass.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher slows and pants gently between them, pressing gently kisses to his neck, his jaw, chaste kisses to his lips. He slowly pulls out and rests a hand gently on his cheek, “I love you Finnegan” he whispers softly, nuzzling his cheek and closing his eyes. He looks between them and chuckles at mess. He figured they could clean up in a little bit, right now he just wanted to bask in this…happiness afterwards.

[itsourconstellation]

“I love you, I love you, I love you.” The young prince babbled, his eyes were closed as his face was lovingly peppered in tiny kisses. He tilted his head up to met the chaste kiss with a lazy longing before he sighed. Basking in the after glow. His breathe was still laboured from lust. Finnegen laughed breathlessly. “T-that was-” he sighed again. “I love you” he repeated.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher pulls the blanket over them both as a morning breeze rustles the leaves. He strokes the prince’s hair gently as he lay with the man in his arms, “I love you more than anything, I..I know it’ll be hard with..the status difference but I’ll do anything to be at your side” he whispers.

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen curls up against the males chest, content against the junction where his neck meets his shoulder so he can press lazy kisses and create constellations out of the others freckles with the tip of his tongue. The gap, so cavernous and vast between them no matter how close they held one another with a frightening thought that plagued the young prince as heavily as the current food shortage. “Y-yeah… I just- I don’t know how I can make it possible.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher kisses his head gently, closing his eyes, “That is somethings we will overcome together, and we can I know it” he murmurs quietly, ignoring the pain in his chest at knowing that they may not get time together like this again. He cuddles him close and closes his own eyes, “I just want to hold you for right now, we can get up to eat lunch in a little while”

[itsourconstellation]

“Christopher- what if we don’t. There are so many obstacles in the way of us… Too many to overcome. I don’t know if… What do we do?” Finnegen whispers the words, so soft that the only reason Christopher can hear him is that his lips brush against the shell of his darlings ear. He brushed his fingertips daintily up around down the bare hip of his lover, feeling the soft silk skin. Finnegen can’t help but think how wonderful a prince he would be in replacing him. Even being his prince, two thrones, fair ruling.

[4lonelysouls]

“Don’t say that…we can never overcome the obstacles before us if we don’t even believe that we can do it” he whispers, closing his eyes to hide the tears that came to them at the thought of not being able to be with him. He was still in awe that this man had given himself to him completely. He didn’t think about the throne or being a prince with this man, all he wanted was to be his happiness.

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen slips his hands between their bodies, resting his palm haunts the smooth cheek of the other. Brushing the pad of his thumb over the high cheek bone. Drawing his fingers across his brow, softly softly over his closed eyelids. As delicate as a daisy petal. Playing connect the dot over the bridge I his nose. “I know, I shouldn’t be so negative. If we want this as badly as we say we do then it can only turn out that we get what we crave.” Finnegen smiles softly, he extends out an arm to behind their bodies and grabs his heavy rose gold crown. Placing it gently on the soft tendrils of locks of his lover with a snicker. “It suits you lovely.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles faintly at the light touches to his face, he couldn’t hold back a giggle or two, looking at Finnegan with interest. His arm was around the prince, keeping him close and te blanket around them gave them both warmth and hid their nakedness. He blushes as the crown is placed on his head, “Please, Finnegan, I don’t deserve to wear a crown"he mumbles.

[itsourconstellation]

“You’re kidding right?” Finnegen chuckled. He lifted his leg, cocking his knee so he could swim over, hands on Christopher’s shoulders to push him down as the young prince straddles his bare waist. Though he pulls on Christopher’s cloak, buttoning it around his throat to keep away the chill. “If I had my way, you’ll have an even bigger crown. Silver I think. Embedded with emeralds. You’d wear the finest of silks, drink the richest wine. I’d give you a kingdom my love.” Excitement flickered Finn’s grin with a mega watt smile. They’d make great kings together. Ruling in his uncles place never seemed so appealing. “Would you want that?”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smirks as he is pushed down and Finnegan straddles his waist. He listens with a raised eyebrow, “If it means that I can be at your side always, then yes I would want that” he murmurs, “But how could I rule as king when I hardly can take care of myself and my community?” he asks quietly, resting his hands gently on Finn’s waist.

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen brushes back a lock of hair, tucking it under the rim of the crown sat on his head. “You’re a fool…” The young prince murmurs with a small shake of his head. “You are a complete fool if you think you don’t take care of yourself or your community to the best of your ability. You… You have done a far better job than I have, be proud of that my darling.” He dips down, pressing a light kiss on the tip of his nose then grins freely. “A silver will suit you so much better. Stand about against your hair.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher looks away at the memory of all who had turned to stealing and other unhonorable tasks to get money or food. “I sure don’t see how I’ve helped anyone” he mumbles, closing his eyes for a moment. He looks up at Finnegan again for a moment, “We could talk to your uncle, perhaps he would accept us into the palace so that we could be together?”

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen sighed softly, his eyes gentle as he gazed down at his lover, his skin so warm, bare porcelain beneath him. "That's nothing in your power that you could possibly do. You're just human, there's no way you make food appear or crops grow." He wishes he could show Christopher how utterly wonderful he is in his eyes. How all the teaching and classes and strategy he had learned would have been do beneficial to Christopher. "Urm, no I doubt it. He would gain nothing from it. Where as me marrying someone across seas, another kingdom would unite. He has much more to gain that way."

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen wants the sounds of Christopher’s pleasure laced moans and the sound of their rocking hips to grace him every morning and every night. He doesn’t think he can go back to not having his man as a permanent in his life. In his bed when he sleeps, at his side during meals, his trusted loyal lover and companion during meetings and talks and all the goddamn balls. “Gods! S-so full-” his whimpers, his voice now hoarse from shouting, his cries ringing out as electricity travelled through him. “I-I’m I-I’m- fuck! C-Christopher!” He spills between them, white light flashing behind his eyelids as his body sings, hips stuttering out of sync, desperate rolls behind he falls against the grass.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher slows and pants gently between them, pressing gently kisses to his neck, his jaw, chaste kisses to his lips. He slowly pulls out and rests a hand gently on his cheek, “I love you Finnegan” he whispers softly, nuzzling his cheek and closing his eyes. He looks between them and chuckles at mess. He figured they could clean up in a little bit, right now he just wanted to bask in this…happiness afterwards.

[itsourconstellation]

“I love you, I love you, I love you.” The young prince babbled, his eyes were closed as his face was lovingly peppered in tiny kisses. He tilted his head up to met the chaste kiss with a lazy longing before he sighed. Basking in the after glow. His breathe was still laboured from lust. Finnegen laughed breathlessly. “T-that was-” he sighed again. “I love you” he repeated.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher pulls the blanket over them both as a morning breeze rustles the leaves. He strokes the prince’s hair gently as he lay with the man in his arms, “I love you more than anything, I..I know it’ll be hard with..the status difference but I’ll do anything to be at your side” he whispers.

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen curls up against the males chest, content against the junction where his neck meets his shoulder so he can press lazy kisses and create constellations out of the others freckles with the tip of his tongue. The gap, so cavernous and vast between them no matter how close they held one another with a frightening thought that plagued the young prince as heavily as the current food shortage. “Y-yeah… I just- I don’t know how I can make it possible.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher kisses his head gently, closing his eyes, “That is somethings we will overcome together, and we can I know it” he murmurs quietly, ignoring the pain in his chest at knowing that they may not get time together like this again. He cuddles him close and closes his own eyes, “I just want to hold you for right now, we can get up to eat lunch in a little while”

[itsourconstellation]

“Christopher- what if we don’t. There are so many obstacles in the way of us… Too many to overcome. I don’t know if… What do we do?” Finnegen whispers the words, so soft that the only reason Christopher can hear him is that his lips brush against the shell of his darlings ear. He brushed his fingertips daintily up around down the bare hip of his lover, feeling the soft silk skin. Finnegen can’t help but think how wonderful a prince he would be in replacing him. Even being his prince, two thrones, fair ruling.

[4lonelysouls]

“Don’t say that…we can never overcome the obstacles before us if we don’t even believe that we can do it” he whispers, closing his eyes to hide the tears that came to them at the thought of not being able to be with him. He was still in awe that this man had given himself to him completely. He didn’t think about the throne or being a prince with this man, all he wanted was to be his happiness.

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen slips his hands between their bodies, resting his palm haunts the smooth cheek of the other. Brushing the pad of his thumb over the high cheek bone. Drawing his fingers across his brow, softly softly over his closed eyelids. As delicate as a daisy petal. Playing connect the dot over the bridge I his nose. “I know, I shouldn’t be so negative. If we want this as badly as we say we do then it can only turn out that we get what we crave.” Finnegen smiles softly, he extends out an arm to behind their bodies and grabs his heavy rose gold crown. Placing it gently on the soft tendrils of locks of his lover with a snicker. “It suits you lovely.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles faintly at the light touches to his face, he couldn’t hold back a giggle or two, looking at Finnegan with interest. His arm was around the prince, keeping him close and te blanket around them gave them both warmth and hid their nakedness. He blushes as the crown is placed on his head, “Please, Finnegan, I don’t deserve to wear a crown"he mumbles.

[itsourconstellation]

“You’re kidding right?” Finnegen chuckled. He lifted his leg, cocking his knee so he could swim over, hands on Christopher’s shoulders to push him down as the young prince straddles his bare waist. Though he pulls on Christopher’s cloak, buttoning it around his throat to keep away the chill. “If I had my way, you’ll have an even bigger crown. Silver I think. Embedded with emeralds. You’d wear the finest of silks, drink the richest wine. I’d give you a kingdom my love.” Excitement flickered Finn’s grin with a mega watt smile. They’d make great kings together. Ruling in his uncles place never seemed so appealing. “Would you want that?”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smirks as he is pushed down and Finnegan straddles his waist. He listens with a raised eyebrow, “If it means that I can be at your side always, then yes I would want that” he murmurs, “But how could I rule as king when I hardly can take care of myself and my community?” he asks quietly, resting his hands gently on Finn’s waist.

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen brushes back a lock of hair, tucking it under the rim of the crown sat on his head. "You're a fool..." The young prince murmurs with a small shake of his head. "You are a complete fool if you think you don't take care of yourself or your community to the best of your ability. You... You have done a far better job than I have, be proud of that my darling." He dips down, pressing a light kiss on the tip of his nose then grins freely. "A silver will suit you so much better. Stand about against your hair."

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen wants the sounds of Christopher’s pleasure laced moans and the sound of their rocking hips to grace him every morning and every night. He doesn’t think he can go back to not having his man as a permanent in his life. In his bed when he sleeps, at his side during meals, his trusted loyal lover and companion during meetings and talks and all the goddamn balls. “Gods! S-so full-” his whimpers, his voice now hoarse from shouting, his cries ringing out as electricity travelled through him. “I-I’m I-I’m- fuck! C-Christopher!” He spills between them, white light flashing behind his eyelids as his body sings, hips stuttering out of sync, desperate rolls behind he falls against the grass.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher slows and pants gently between them, pressing gently kisses to his neck, his jaw, chaste kisses to his lips. He slowly pulls out and rests a hand gently on his cheek, “I love you Finnegan” he whispers softly, nuzzling his cheek and closing his eyes. He looks between them and chuckles at mess. He figured they could clean up in a little bit, right now he just wanted to bask in this…happiness afterwards.

[itsourconstellation]

“I love you, I love you, I love you.” The young prince babbled, his eyes were closed as his face was lovingly peppered in tiny kisses. He tilted his head up to met the chaste kiss with a lazy longing before he sighed. Basking in the after glow. His breathe was still laboured from lust. Finnegen laughed breathlessly. “T-that was-” he sighed again. “I love you” he repeated.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher pulls the blanket over them both as a morning breeze rustles the leaves. He strokes the prince’s hair gently as he lay with the man in his arms, “I love you more than anything, I..I know it’ll be hard with..the status difference but I’ll do anything to be at your side” he whispers.

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen curls up against the males chest, content against the junction where his neck meets his shoulder so he can press lazy kisses and create constellations out of the others freckles with the tip of his tongue. The gap, so cavernous and vast between them no matter how close they held one another with a frightening thought that plagued the young prince as heavily as the current food shortage. “Y-yeah… I just- I don’t know how I can make it possible.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher kisses his head gently, closing his eyes, “That is somethings we will overcome together, and we can I know it” he murmurs quietly, ignoring the pain in his chest at knowing that they may not get time together like this again. He cuddles him close and closes his own eyes, “I just want to hold you for right now, we can get up to eat lunch in a little while”

[itsourconstellation]

“Christopher- what if we don’t. There are so many obstacles in the way of us… Too many to overcome. I don’t know if… What do we do?” Finnegen whispers the words, so soft that the only reason Christopher can hear him is that his lips brush against the shell of his darlings ear. He brushed his fingertips daintily up around down the bare hip of his lover, feeling the soft silk skin. Finnegen can’t help but think how wonderful a prince he would be in replacing him. Even being his prince, two thrones, fair ruling.

[4lonelysouls]

“Don’t say that…we can never overcome the obstacles before us if we don’t even believe that we can do it” he whispers, closing his eyes to hide the tears that came to them at the thought of not being able to be with him. He was still in awe that this man had given himself to him completely. He didn’t think about the throne or being a prince with this man, all he wanted was to be his happiness.

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen slips his hands between their bodies, resting his palm haunts the smooth cheek of the other. Brushing the pad of his thumb over the high cheek bone. Drawing his fingers across his brow, softly softly over his closed eyelids. As delicate as a daisy petal. Playing connect the dot over the bridge I his nose. “I know, I shouldn’t be so negative. If we want this as badly as we say we do then it can only turn out that we get what we crave.” Finnegen smiles softly, he extends out an arm to behind their bodies and grabs his heavy rose gold crown. Placing it gently on the soft tendrils of locks of his lover with a snicker. “It suits you lovely.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher smiles faintly at the light touches to his face, he couldn’t hold back a giggle or two, looking at Finnegan with interest. His arm was around the prince, keeping him close and te blanket around them gave them both warmth and hid their nakedness. He blushes as the crown is placed on his head, “Please, Finnegan, I don’t deserve to wear a crown"he mumbles.

[itsourconstellation]

"You're kidding right?" Finnegen chuckled. He lifted his leg, cocking his knee so he could swim over, hands on Christopher's shoulders to push him down as the young prince straddles his bare waist. Though he pulls on Christopher's cloak, buttoning it around his throat to keep away the chill. "If I had my way, you'll have an even bigger crown. Silver I think. Embedded with emeralds. You'd wear the finest of silks, drink the richest wine. I'd give you a kingdom my love." Excitement flickered Finn's grin with a mega watt smile. They'd make great kings together. Ruling in his uncles place never seemed so appealing. "Would you want that?"

[4lonelysouls]

The prince and the pauper

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen wants the sounds of Christopher’s pleasure laced moans and the sound of their rocking hips to grace him every morning and every night. He doesn’t think he can go back to not having his man as a permanent in his life. In his bed when he sleeps, at his side during meals, his trusted loyal lover and companion during meetings and talks and all the goddamn balls. “Gods! S-so full-” his whimpers, his voice now hoarse from shouting, his cries ringing out as electricity travelled through him. “I-I’m I-I’m- fuck! C-Christopher!” He spills between them, white light flashing behind his eyelids as his body sings, hips stuttering out of sync, desperate rolls behind he falls against the grass.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher slows and pants gently between them, pressing gently kisses to his neck, his jaw, chaste kisses to his lips. He slowly pulls out and rests a hand gently on his cheek, “I love you Finnegan” he whispers softly, nuzzling his cheek and closing his eyes. He looks between them and chuckles at mess. He figured they could clean up in a little bit, right now he just wanted to bask in this…happiness afterwards.

[itsourconstellation]

“I love you, I love you, I love you.” The young prince babbled, his eyes were closed as his face was lovingly peppered in tiny kisses. He tilted his head up to met the chaste kiss with a lazy longing before he sighed. Basking in the after glow. His breathe was still laboured from lust. Finnegen laughed breathlessly. “T-that was-” he sighed again. “I love you” he repeated.

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher pulls the blanket over them both as a morning breeze rustles the leaves. He strokes the prince’s hair gently as he lay with the man in his arms, “I love you more than anything, I..I know it’ll be hard with..the status difference but I’ll do anything to be at your side” he whispers.

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen curls up against the males chest, content against the junction where his neck meets his shoulder so he can press lazy kisses and create constellations out of the others freckles with the tip of his tongue. The gap, so cavernous and vast between them no matter how close they held one another with a frightening thought that plagued the young prince as heavily as the current food shortage. “Y-yeah… I just- I don’t know how I can make it possible.”

[4lonelysouls]

Christopher kisses his head gently, closing his eyes, “That is somethings we will overcome together, and we can I know it” he murmurs quietly, ignoring the pain in his chest at knowing that they may not get time together like this again. He cuddles him close and closes his own eyes, “I just want to hold you for right now, we can get up to eat lunch in a little while”

[itsourconstellation]

“Christopher- what if we don’t. There are so many obstacles in the way of us… Too many to overcome. I don’t know if… What do we do?” Finnegen whispers the words, so soft that the only reason Christopher can hear him is that his lips brush against the shell of his darlings ear. He brushed his fingertips daintily up around down the bare hip of his lover, feeling the soft silk skin. Finnegen can’t help but think how wonderful a prince he would be in replacing him. Even being his prince, two thrones, fair ruling.

[4lonelysouls]

“Don’t say that…we can never overcome the obstacles before us if we don’t even believe that we can do it” he whispers, closing his eyes to hide the tears that came to them at the thought of not being able to be with him. He was still in awe that this man had given himself to him completely. He didn’t think about the throne or being a prince with this man, all he wanted was to be his happiness.

[itsourconstellation]

Finnegen slips his hands between their bodies, resting his palm haunts the smooth cheek of the other. Brushing the pad of his thumb over the high cheek bone. Drawing his fingers across his brow, softly softly over his closed eyelids. As delicate as a daisy petal. Playing connect the dot over the bridge I his nose. "I know, I shouldn't be so negative. If we want this as badly as we say we do then it can only turn out that we get what we crave." Finnegen smiles softly, he extends out an arm to behind their bodies and grabs his heavy rose gold crown. Placing it gently on the soft tendrils of locks of his lover with a snicker. "It suits you lovely."