Chapter fifteen.

(Got lazy to edit.mize the errors.)

Prince Melus' POV.

I wallowed in my chambers with a ring hugging my finger tightly reminding me that indeed I had gotten engaged yesterday. I was fatigued, weary but above everything I was angry at myself. What type of person was I? Such idiocy to never stick up for the person I love. What was status to him and I? If I couldn't have him what was the use of even having such importance in other people's lives where else in my domain, I just couldn't have him to myself.

I was in despair. I couldn't stomach the fact needless to say I was smitten for him. The one thing I had no control of. A game I outed it to be but in the end we both got played. Simon. His name chanted in my mind drumming at my heart. His touch leaving me star struck, and oh to have had him close to me felt like I had scored in my existence. A man who held no importance in the palace held the heart of the prince and occupied his thoughts. A change in status involuntarily was it to him but it was never noticeable.

I traced my fingers around the ring. Beside me sat a box. One I had simply lied to a maid to purchase two rings. She never asked which the other one was for and I was thankful to her for that. Looking at the box now it felt illegal to even glance at it. My musings were appalling. I contemplated how he'd take it. Would he even acquiesce the ring from me? Or would it feel like I was exploiting him again?

All of these recollections gave me nothing but a splitting headache. I hadn't left my chambers occupied by my blunder. I hadn't been productive. A prince not being productive would spark up a bad aura to the royal court but yet, I was excused. My father, the king, made it known to me that it was ideal for me to rest as I'll be on my feet all day on the day of my coming of age. I was dreading that very auspicious day. Every day I just couldn't break it to my father how I felt. Every day I went mute as my nervousness and musings got the better of me.

A loud knock on my doors pulled me out of my thoughts. Simon waltzed in. In his hand he held a tray filled with a plate of food and a jug of water. He looked at me scrutinizingly and at the last minute I grabbed the little box stashing it under my pillow with a weird smile on my face. Simon cocked his head, his eyebrows furrowed as he stared longingly at me confused.

"I brought you lunch. The maids said you hadn't been eating well. Please don't starve yourself, I get a tad worried." He said softly. His demeanour shifting from confused to worried.

"Thank you for caring about me." I said smiling softly at him. The voices in my head urged me. Telling me to give him the ring but I didn't know how he'd feel about it. I didn't want to have to nurse a broken heart when he didn't accept it. It was a gesture yes, but I was engaged to someone else.

"Doesn't it get exhausting for you to stay cooped up in here? At least go out for a walk. It's good to get a taste of the fresh air outside. Not that I'm telling the prince what to do, it's just a suggestion." He said bowing. He went on picking up the clothes adorning the floor which I had so recklessly thrown because I felt guilty and now, I even felt just as worse because he had to clean it up himself.

Why was he being so formal with me? It intrigued me making me think he was hiding something. He oddly felt too happy too because he was humming a song. I for one felt like I was being strangled because of a stupid ring but his day seemed to be going just as he expected it. I looked at him questioningly, my curiosity piqued.

"What are you so happy about? Gotten over me yet?" I asked sarcastically. He shot up dropping a t-shirt he was about to pick up. He looked at me a little smile perking up on his lips. He trotted to me standing right beside my bed. He sat on the bed as I felt the bed dip. He looked at me pulling my hand into his, his eyes evoked that he was joyous but I couldn't even tell what the reason was.

"I don't know if I should actually tell you or if this would actually change anything between you and I but I would rather be selfish this time. I can't lose you Melus." The words poured out of his mouth sounding very concerning a melody to my ears. Hearing him speak made me happy.

"Where's this coming from?" I sat up sounding worried. Was he about to end it with me? He wouldn't do that would he?

"I overheard the princess speaking to her brother yesterday in Prince Evan's room. I know it was pretty unethical of me but I wanted to know what it was about." He said slumping his shoulders as he dropped his head looking at my hand caressing it slowly. The sun was setting around that time. It set a mood for I, if he hadn't been confiding in me about something he wouldn't be able leave my chambers as he came.

"She said to him she has a lover back in her kingdom but her father won't let her get married to the man in question because his poor. Her brother thought you had a lover and since it doesn't seem you'll stop this marriage, she can't either because if she does, she'll be in trouble and her father shall blame her, but if you-" he paused inhaling his breath. "Stop it then she won't be in trouble because you'd be the one that stopped the wedding." He exhaled. He looked at me expectantly but I didn't know what to say about such.

"Really? That means I can stop the wedding without hurting her feelings?" I said excitedly. This new information opened doors for me. I wouldn't have to feel guilty for voicing out to my father that I did not want to get married.

"Yes. Please be selfish." He begged suddenly. "Melus, I love you so fucking much. I can't bear to see you with anyone but m-"

"Stop talking." I kissed him. I've been wanting to and now that I did, I couldn't seem to get enough. The taste of his lips where my drug getting to tour his mouth with my tongue brought sparks in me and it took so much for me to pull away from him. I wanted to relish him. Too modern, I wanted to fuck him till he couldn't walk again.

"We aren't stopping here, are we?" He said in a lustful voice. "Definitely not." was the last thing I said before I tossed him on the other side of the bed getting on top of him, a sight it was. He took all of his clothes off and he was left bare his skin fragile under me as he laid there with lust evoking from his eyes and nipples begging me to suck them. I leaned in kissing him and trailing kisses from his chest to his stomach each full of lust and hunger. I looked at him and gave him a kiss on his abdomen as he shuddered. He was too sensitive and I liked that about him.

I kissed him again leaving pecks around his neck as he held on me tightly as our body heat exchanged. He moaned in my ear which sent shivers down my spine making me almost cave and putting it inside of him without actually preparing him but I didn't want to hurt him. I went lowly looking at his member well and full erect. I grabbed it putting it my mouth whole. He jerked up holding my head and shifting until his member was out of my mouth.

"You can't do that!" He screamed embarrassed.

"Why not? I want to." I answered assuring.

"shouldn't I be the one doing it to you? I'm just a servant. It feels wrong." He answered sadly.

"Fuck that. If I want to suck you I will and if you feel like I shouldn't because I'm a prince then I command you to let me suck you." I laughed at my own dismay. "That sounded very cringe." I added chuckling.

I pulled him by his ankles to the ends of the bed hovering over him. I took him whole again. I took it whole working my way on the tip as I licked it and rolled my tongue around it. His hands thoroughly ruffling my hair as he urged me to take him whole.

I took him in bobbing, pumping and sucking his member till he couldn't control his moans anymore. I sucked on him once more going deeper until I could feel it bare deep in my throat tears threatening to spew. I looked at him from my bartered eyelashes and what a sight. I made him weak.

"I'm ab—out to cum." He said through moans. I stopped. putting a thumb on the head. He couldn't cum yet, not until I am inside him.

I went to my night-stand taking out a condom and a lube bottle. I put the condom on lacing it with lube. I told him to roll on his stomach and sit on his knees and elbows so his ass would be well pushed out for me. I laced lube around my finger lacing it around his ring before sliding a finger in. He moaned.

"Melus..." he called my name out so erotically that I wanted to put it in. I moved the finger in and out until I fell into a rhythm then inserting a second and a third one in. He was a moaning mess as I felt his body jerk as he pumped himself, I held his hand.

"I want you to cum in my hand, don't do that." I said sternly.

"I want a release Melus, please." He begged. My hold broke. I took my fingers out and inserted my member inside of him making him shudder as he held on tightly to the bed sheets that his knuckles turned white. I groaned at that, I was in him and it felt amazing as his ring hugged around my member sucking me more into him. He was too tight.

Simon's POV.

It was mixture of pleasure and pain. All of this made me remember the last time it happened and it was just as amazing but this time we weren't blinded by hate but by love. I chose to be selfish I wanted to be and Melus had to be too. I loved him so much that I was willing to give him my body and everything I ever cherished.

"I'll move now. If you want me to stop, say so." He spoke.

He moved in and out of me slowly until he fastened up his pace. I felt bare and the number of stars I saw and the pleasure felt was beyond something I could ever comprehend and it was amazing. I moaned deep in the sheets as he fucked me so hard into me that I lost my senses. My climax was close and I could feel it.

"Melus... I want a release please." I begged again. I pleaded like a little slut hungry for a member which in my case belonged to man I never thought I'd pull. His hand on my shoulder got tighter as he slammed into me each time rippling a moan from me.

He pulled me up by my neck, my back touching his chest and as I laid my head on his shoulder as he gave me a chaste kiss. He wrapped his hand around my member as he pumped me while slamming into me.

"You're in t-o-o deep, Melus..." I stammered.

"I know." He replied in my ear sending sparks.

"I'm cu-"I couldn't finish that sentence as I coated his hand. He slammed into me three times more and went haywire the last and came in me. He grunted and moaned in my ear as he kissed me again.

The ecstasy I felt this time was better than the last.

"Let's go get cleaned up." He said pulling me by the arm.

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"So, you'll tell your father?" I questioned as I laid on his chest as he caressed my back.

"Yes. Tomorrow." He replied softly and pecking my forehead. "I have something for you. I don't know how you'll take it though." He said to me taking a certain little brother box under a pillow. He opened it up taking out a ring as we both set up.

"I wanted to give you this." He said smiling faintly. "Will you marry me, Simon?" He questioned, his eyes looking expectant.

"Is this even legal?" I cried out tears threatening to pour out of my eyes. "Melus? I'm just a servant." I cried out perplexed and worried at the same time.

"I don't care. I love you. End of story, marry me, Simon." He pleaded his eyes filling with tears instantly. "Please." He begged. I nodded, just like that. Being this happy felt foreign to me. I got him. I got what I wanted. I've won in no action existence.