&amp; they call him Son of the Morning

You look your best no matter what you wear.

You fucking mush.

You know how to woo me, sunshine. I don’t know if I like this questioning tone. A man is entitled to bedazzle banana hammocks in his free time if he wants.

Well I just kinda fucking need to know right? Sounds like you got experience and I wanna look my best on those white sandy beaches...

Because you’ve never told me I can stay whenever the fuck I want. No, we’ll have to bedazzle it for that. You need some bling to really make it eye-catching.

Guess what the fuck happened. Felix... do you have a bedazzler? Do you have experience in decorating banana hammocks?

I’ll spend the night in your dungeon any day, sunshine. How European of you. I think a lime green one would really bring out the size of your dick.

Then why don’t you stay whenever the fuck you want. But would that also show the outline of my dick? This is Carnival, I’ve gotta go all fucking out.

elismeds-blog-deactivated202010

#likes #thexbrokenprince #bf

Unless you want me to spend the night in the dungeons I suggest you get your ass over here and come get me. No, smartass. Of course you’re rooming with me.

I’ll fucking come get you then and you spend the night here? In my dungeon? Good, I’m seeing if I can get some of those fucking banana hammock thongs for the trip.

I can do them better. Yeah, I really fucking do.

Alright, get your ass over here. And do I need to fucking ask about Rio?

Yep. All alone with no one to stroke your ego or sing to you.

I can do both. You wanna fucking sing to me?

Maybe.. I’m feeling particularly mushy right now.

Good thing I’m in the safety of my room.

I’m crazy about you is what I am.

I have a feeling I’d be unsafe if I was with you right now.

You’re a cocky shit.

I have reason to be... I put that fucking gleam in your eye and that extra kick in your damn step. You’re happy.

Life is pretty awesome right now.

#thexbrokenprince #/he's always gonna be a bit of a prick ok

You’re welcome.

crownedmidas

camilabeaumontarchived-deactiva

THIS NEVER HAPPENED, IT’S SHOPPED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

@rustkane

#camilabeaumont #rust x camila #/hahaha i've had this in my likes forever too and completely forgot

That’s clear by the fact that we’re both fucking smiling... someone has a sick sense of humor.

The Only Hope For Me Is You ll Felix + Rust

“That’s what most of your kisses taste like anyways.” Felix teased, smiling into the kiss that Rust placed on his lips.

“Oh if we have to.” The submissive smirked, touching his forehead to Rusts’s before pulling away and walking into the dominant’s room. Now came the scary part. Telling Rust about his past and all the baggage that came along with it. He reached for the taller male’s hand and walked them to the bed, sitting on the edge. “You know how much I like you. I pretty much tell you almost every time I see you,” he smiled. “I wanna be with you. I want to make you happy, but I need to tell you a few things about me because I want to be honest with you and I don’t want you to regret going into a relationship with someone with the kind of past I have.” He kept his fingers locked with Rust’s, taking comfort in the warmth they were sharing. “I was in love with another submissive, Carson. He’s actually Dr Stroud’s little brother. Anyways, he and I were inseparable. He was my first and only love. My dad wasn’t happy about that. He wanted to see me with a female dominant so the Princeton name could be carried on. Being me, I ignored his wishes and stayed with Carson. This pissed him even more. He sent men here as participants to keep an eye on me and when he wasn’t getting his way, my dad had those men beat the shit out of me. It was bad, really bad. I had to be sent back to the states for some of my injuries and when I got to the airport, my dad was waiting in the parking lot and basically took me. He..he sold me to an illegal sex slave trader.” Felix swallowed hard and shook away the painful memories trying to worm their way back into his head. “I was a sex slave for a year before the guy who owned me was busted. It was the worst time of my life. I lost everything after that. Carson, my friends, my wealth, my happiness, everything. I came back to Orenda in the hopes that Carson would be here too, but he had already left with his dominant. The one thing I clung to to that kept me alive was gone and I don’t know if I’ll ever see him again.” Felix blinked a few times before clearing his throat. “Doms have come and gone in my life since I’ve been back and liking you scared the hell outta me because I worried you’re going to leave me behind one day too. I can’t help how I feel about you though. My mind is telling me to stay away before I end up hurt,” he reached out to trace the back his knuckles along the dominant’s cheek. “But my heart won’t stop pulling towards you.”

#thexbrokenprince #p: the only hope for me is you

Following Felix back into his room after the submissive took his hand, he stood as the musician sat and nodded along as Felix began to speak. Rust figured that the words being dropped into the room were supposed to be alarming on some level, he was receiving some level of a warning but the dominant stood passive to it all. “So be honest. What kind of past could you have that scares me away?” He moved to sit beside Felix when the submissive began and with a few of the things being said, he squeezed the musicians fingers that were tied with his own. The dominant wasn’t sure how to be comforting when Felix shook his head, upset at reliving what he’d gone through in order to inform Rust. He placed his free hand on Felix’s back and rubbed it up and down in what he hoped was comforting gesture, people had done it to him before. Hearing about the ex made sense, Rust had always sensed that the ex was there between them since they first began talking and spending time with one another but the being a sex slave was a surprise, especially that he’d been thrown into it by his own father. It made Rust’s own issues with his father bubble to the surface but he swallowed them down and continued to listen. For a while he hadn’t a clue what to say to it all and the touch to his cheek made the dominant face Felix.

“That’s a lot of shit for one person to go through and I don’t have a fucking clue what to say... I know there’s nothing to be fucking said that can make it better or change how you feel over what happened.” He gave Felix’s hand a squeeze. “I don’t care about your past that much... mostly that you’re over your ex. I care about your present and your future because that’s what I’m apart of, I don’t fucking mean that shit selfishly, just that... our history is well, history.” Rust looked away. “My da-Alan is a sex crimes detective, has been since I was a kid, since before my mom and... I don’t fucking know... are you alright?” His gaze turned back to the submissive. “Can I make your father pay for what he fucking did to you?” Rust rubbed Felix’s back one more time before standing up to lean against the wall opposite of the musician. “You and I both want to pull away from something before getting fucking hurt. I can’t promise that I won’t hurt you, Felix. I’m a fuck up, I have been since I lost... I can promise that I won’t leave you. I’ve never had a real connection with anyone besides... and no matter how fucking hard this shit all is for me at times, I’m not walking away from it. I have a shit ton of baggage too, some of it you know, some you likely filled in the blanks but you take me as-is and I’ll do the same...”

The Only Hope For Me Is You ll Felix + Rust

So date me already. The words were still bouncing around in Felix’s head. It was hard to tell through a message if Rust was being serious or just being his sarcastic self. The fact that he was heading over to the dominant’s room to talk about them going from friends to something more felt like an obvious sign that was where things were headed. Rust was a wild card though. Love and romance wasn’t something he was totally comfortable with. Once Felix told him everything he had to say about his past and what he went through, Rust might feel overwhelmed by taking someone on with so much baggage. Rejection was always a possibility for Felix. The submissive had more than enough men come and go in his life, pulling him in and then dropping him like a bad habit once he started to feel a connection to them. He didn’t want to believe Rust would hurt him that way. Maybe because he liked the dominant too much to believe he would be capable of doing that. Felix knocked on the door and took a deep breath before Rust answered. He smiled when his eyes fell on the object of his affection. “I gotta be honest. The urge to kiss you right now is strong with this one.”

@rustkane

#thexbrokenprince #p: the only hope for me is you

As he had typed the words, they almost surprised Rust because never once in his life had he wanted pretty much any sort of relationship with another person. He liked having people around at times but never too close, all people did was hurt one another and leave, and the dominant just didn’t understand the nature of it all. The musician was different, they connected immediately on pretty much the only thing Rust was passionate about, it was the only thing that kept him alive sometimes. The first time they jammed together, Rust knew something different, something he was completely unused to was transpiring. They were connecting. And the more time they spent together, especially with the way they had become intimate, the rescue swimmer couldn’t deny the forming attachment he was feeling towards Felix. It was completely new and strange, made him want to jump out of the second story window, but at the same time it all felt right and safe. With the singer coming to talk, Rust lit up a cigarette and waited, surprised he wasn’t pacing the floor. The cigarette was halfway burnt down when he answered the door and he smiled at seeing the submissive. “It’ll taste like cigarettes,” he warned but went in for it on his own accord.

Pulling away just enough to speak, “We should do that talk thing first. Go on in.”

PM: Quote songs. I'd take that over a poem any day. PM: You're welcome. They'll be more to come.

TL/PM: “And you showed me hope amidst the harlequins in spring. And you told me life was learning how to be your friend.”

PM: Don’t go too wild now.

#/shit sorry i never got a notif of this #thexbrokenprince

PM: I won't. I know how you are about stuff like this. I don't expect you to start quoting poetry, sunshine. PM: You're a phenomenal kisser, a gifted musician, insanely handsome and a natural smartass.

PM: I could quote songs... I don’t read poetry otherwise I probably could fucking do that too.

PM: That was literally the best compliment I ever fucking got. Thanks, music man.