Side story: Part twelve.

(Smut isn't my forte and shall be cringe. Do not even bother with the comments.)

(Just let me know about any errors.)

Adar's shock was palpable, but he maintained his composure, ensuring their guests felt welcome. He showed Prince Melus and Simon to their room, mentioning Evan's presence, but the prince's curt response about not wanting to see his brother left Adar perplexed. Despite this, Adar enjoyed his conversations with Simon, who was as warm and cheerful as ever. As the evening drew to a close, Adar retired to bed, only to find Evan already there, looking confused and hurt.

Adar's expression softened, and he quickly got ready for bed, slipping into his silk pajamas before cuddling up beside Evan. He enveloped Evan in a gentle embrace, offering comfort and reassurance without needing words. As they settled in together, Adar's presence seemed to calm Evan's turmoil, and the tension in his body began to ease.

Evan's voice trembled as he began, "Adar, I need to tell you something. It's been weighing on me, and I can't keep it inside anymore."

Adar's expression turned serious, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What is it, Evan?"

Evan took a deep breath. "It's about Melus... my older brother. I've struggled with feelings for him for a long time. I know it's wrong, and it's torn me apart."

Adar's grip on Evan tightened, but his voice was laced with a mix of shock and disappointment. "Evan, how could you? You knew you were brothers, and yet...?"

Evan's tears fell onto Adar's chest as he whispered, "I know, I know. It's despicable. I'm ashamed. I told Melus how I felt, and it didn't go well. I was so consumed by jealousy that I lashed out at Simon."

Adar's expression was stern, but his voice still held a hint of compassion. "Evan, I don't understand why you'd feel this way, but I want to help you through this. However, I need you to understand that this isn't something I can simply accept or condone. You need to confront the depth of your feelings and work through them."

Evan nodded, knowing he had to face the consequences of his actions. "I know, Adar. I'm willing to do the work. I just need you to stand by me, even if i don't fully understand or agree with my feelings."

Adar's expression softened slightly, his voice filled with a mix of empathy and concern. "I'll stand by you, Evan, but know that I'll also be honest with you. Now, I need to ask... do you still have feelings for Melus?"

Evan looked up, his eyes clear and resolute. "No, Adar. I don't. I've figured out my feelings, and I realize now that they were misplaced and wrong. My heart belongs to you, and I'm committed to moving forward with you."

Adar's face relaxed, a small smile on his lips. "I'm glad to hear that, Evan. I'm willing to work through this with you."

Evan's voice was laced with wonder. "You're taking this better than I expected. I thought you'd be angrier, more hurt."

Adar's expression turned serious, his eyes locked on Evan's. "I am hurt, Evan. But I'm not willing to lose you again. I love you, and I want to work through this together. We'll get through this, as long as we're honest with each other."

Evan's mind raced with doubts and fears as the silence between them grew thicker. He couldn't shake off the feeling that he had made a grave mistake by confessing his past feelings for Melus. The tension in the air was palpable, and Evan's heart sank as he wondered if he had indeed ruined everything.

"Maybe I shouldn't have said anything," Evan thought to himself, his mind replaying the conversation over and over. "Maybe this wasn't the right time. Maybe Adar can't forgive me for my past mistakes."

Evan's eyes drifted to Adar, who was still cuddling him, his expression unreadable. Evan's heart ached as he wondered what Adar was thinking, whether he was still willing to work through this together.

The silence stretched on, and Evan's anxiety grew. He wanted to break the silence, to apologize again, to make things right, but he didn't know where to start. All he could do was sit there, surrounded by the thick tension, and hope that Adar would eventually speak, would eventually forgive him.

Evan's thoughts took a sharp turn, his mind consumed by desires he couldn't ignore. Despite the tension and uncertainty, his body craved intimacy, seeking a release from the emotional turmoil. He found himself fantasizing about Adar, wondering how he could bridge the gap between them, how he could rekindle the spark that had once burned so brightly.

His mind wandered to the possibilities, imagining scenarios where Adar would surrender to his desires, where they could lose themselves in each other's embrace. Evan's thoughts grew dirtier, his imagination running wild with the things he wanted to do, the ways he wanted to touch Adar, to be close to him.

Evan's gaze was captivated by the moon's gentle illumination of Adar's face and chest. He couldn't help but trace circles around Adar's sculpted features, his mind wandering to the contours of his body. But despite Evan's intimate touch, Adar remained still, his mind elsewhere.

Evan's fingers danced across Adar's skin, his hands roaming freely, but Adar's thoughts were consumed by Melus's arrival. The tension between them was palpable, and Evan's attempts to reconnect only seemed to highlight the distance between them.

As Evan's fingers trailed down Adar's chest, the buttons of his pyjama shirt came undone, revealing a glimpse of his toned abs. The moonlight cast an ethereal glow on Adar's skin, making Evan's desire for him almost unbearable.

But Adar's mind was far away, his thoughts tangled in a web of concern and doubt. He was supportive, yet his own emotions were in turmoil. Melus's presence had stirred up feelings he couldn't ignore, and Evan's touch, though gentle, only served as a reminder of the uncertainty that lay between them.

Evan's eyes locked onto Adar's, his gaze burning with desire. He had removed his own shirt, his skin bare and vulnerable, a testament to his willingness to be open and honest. He wanted Adar to see him, to truly see him, and to connect with him on a deeper level.

As he bit his lower lip, Evan's fingers continued to explore Adar's body, tracing the contours of his chest and abs. He was desperate to bridge the gap between them, to rekindle the spark that had once burned so brightly.

Evan's thoughts were consumed by a sense of urgency, a fear that if he didn't act now, he would lose Adar forever. He couldn't bear the thought of being without him, of living a life devoid of Adar's love and touch.

With a newfound sense of determination, Evan leaned in closer, his lips inches from Adar's. He whispered softly, his voice barely audible,

"Adar, please... don't push me away. I need you."

As Evan's lips crashed onto Adar's, as he straddled him, The air was electric with tension. The kiss was fierce, a manifestation of Evan's desperation and longing. He poured all his emotions into it, his hunger and passion igniting a fire that threatened to consume them both.

Adar, caught off guard, was initially frozen in surprise, but as Evan's tongue danced with his, he felt his resolve weakening. The kiss was like a key unlocking a deep well of desire within him, and he found himself surrendering to the passion that had been simmering beneath the surface.

Evan's hands roamed Adar's body, his fingers digging into his skin as if trying to merge with him. He wanted to be a part of Adar, to burrow under his skin and become one with him. The intensity of the kiss was almost overwhelming, a maelstrom of emotions that left them both breathless.

As they broke apart for a moment, Evan's eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, his voice barely above a whisper. "I want to consume you, Adar. I want you to inside me, to know every inch of you." The words hung in the air, a promise of the passion that was to come.

Evan's movements were deliberate, his eyes locked on Adar's as he positioned himself. The knowing glint in his eyes spoke of his intentions, and Adar's gaze darkened in response.

Adar's legs parted slightly, allowing Evan to settle between them. The air was thick with tension. Evan tugged on Adar's pajama pants. He'd been aiming at it for a while now and the bulge against them wasn't helping his sanity.

He'd been blessed with something as large as this and all he wanted was to caress it, savor it and devour it. He glanced at Adar gazing at him with dark orbs. A lustful haze glazed his gaze. Evan sought to indulge the man who was the pinnacle of physical perfection.

He delved into the boxers taking out the very hard cock that hid in there. It was large, lean and thick. It fitted so perfectly in his hand. The sight tantalized his senses leaving him salivating like starved man before a feat.   In his defense he was starved.

Evan licked the head and that very well made Adar's body shudder. He was such a tease. Adar sat up, his fingers weaving through Evan's hair, drawing him in for a passionate, all-consuming kiss.

Evan licked the head again. Stroking the very large member in his hand. Although  Adar's appearance belief his true emotions, his body language was telling a different story.He took in Adar, little by little. The man was big and each inch that went into his mouth stretched him out and even so he liked the very feel of it, he liked feeling full. He liked it straining his jaw when he tried accommodating the huge man.

Adar had his hand on his hair, he was so close to fucking Evan's mouth, it felt so warm around his shaft he wanted nothing than to hit the man's throat till tears strained at his eyes. Evan wasn't even helping, he was taking his sweet leisure. Yet when he began bobbing his head and stroking him at the same time it heightened his senses sending sparks through out his whole body based on how outstanding it felt.

It felt Marvelous. The warmness of his mouth. His tip hitting his throat felt amazing. It made his body jolt each time  and it didn't help with the grunts leaving his throat. Evan pulled back. Taking Adar out of the high he felt. He hadn't even gotten to fuck his mouth yet. He's lips were glistening with saliva and his hair was tousled and it didn't help the only thing that he could focus on was on his nipples.

He drew Evan closer, his legs wrapping around him as he calmed another passionate kiss.He yearned to envelop the man in his arms, to feel the warmth of his body deep into his very soul. He groped Evan's ass as the Adar spanked it. That made Evan's breath hitch, he'd let out a moan and that got him even more horny.

"You are very naughty." Adar said. He's voice came out husky and deep as he's tongue went and circled Evan's nipple. He sucked on it and then moved to the other one. Evan lavishly delved into his hair running his fingers through with how good sucking his nipples felt.

"I want...you inside me." Evan trailed in between moans. He was naked he'd taken pants off and hadn't realized it until Adar had spanked him the slap landing nicely on his plump ass. Adar groped it massaging it feeling the softens in his hands.

"It's right there. Sit. On. It." That came out deep and husky as Adar nipped on Evan's neck to get him more aroused. He bit on his skin leaving faint hickeys. Evan couldn't ever  more than happy to. Yet he needed Adar to guide it into him, he wanted to sink out on it with the help of Adar.  He kissed him ravished biting on his lower lip.

"You make me sit on it. You aren't lubed and I'm very tight. It's going to hurt, yet I would like it to hurt." He said lowly in a soft voice emitting nothing but hunger, he wanted it in him.

Evan parted his butt cheeks his hole waiting to be filled. When was the last he had been filled up? they had fucked the first day he come, but it lacked passion.  Adar's tip met with his hole and slowly he stretched him out and it hurt, it motherfucking HURT. Even though he'd given him a blowjob he'd hoped it would slip right in but it hurt as hell. Adar held him on his hips and pushed into him in one hard thrust.

"Fuck. That hurt!" Evan let out. He dug his fingers into Adar's shoulders. His back arching. He'd forgotten how big Adar was. He'd forgotten this very man could tore him from the inside.

"Adjust first before you start moving. You want it to hurt yet I don't want to hurt you." Adar said softly laying a kiss on his jaw.

Evan carefully began moving his hole erupting with pain. Yet he pushed more and moved up and down Adar's shaft and again and again. When he began moving faster pleasure had clouded his very eyes, his brain foggy. His hole stretching the more.  his body shuddered from the pleasure that shot from it.

Adar's dick had located that very spot that made him shiver and he wanted to rub on it again and again because this made him feel sane. This was the type of feeling he wanted. Moans filled the room as grunts came from Adar too. He had his hands on Evan's waist helping him and it didn't helped that the very moans leaving Evan's mouth felt like a symphony to his ears, clouding the better judgement of their wait. He didn't liked moving this slow, he wanted to make him cry louder. Adar flipped them around as Evan landed on the bed his chest touching the covers. Adar rammed straight into him making him jolt.

"Adar..." he moaned.

That pushed Adar to continually fuck into him hitting on the very spot that made his body convulse. That very spot that made his body prickle and tingle from the inside. The harder the grip on his hips where the more his skin burned.  Adar tugged at his hair pulling on it as his back arched, as his body became one with Adar. Now it was too deep, too fucken deep. Evan couldn't take it anymore and didn't help that Adar didn't slow down, he hadn't stopped ravishing his very now sensitive hole.

"Your...you're too deep, c—alm do-wn." his very voice being crushed out by very slap of skin against skin. Adar wasn't paying attention. He needed a fucken release and he wanted it in Evan not the other way around. So he fucked him. Faster and harder. His cries, a drug. A drug urging him to go faster. Evan had started stroking himself beckoning his orgasm to come sooner he was worn out.

Adar had become glazed with nothing but passion and wasn't letting him off very easily. Yet he could feel his climax coming, he was riding by it now and the more he beckoned it close the more it drew closer and with just a few jolts of  his hips moving into Evan Unwillingly, he came. Right into him and he could feel Evan shuddering too. He had cum too. Evan slumped onto the bed without minding the cum he'd slumped on. Adar slumped on his side as their very breath was uneven, they needed a breather. They'd gone all out and they were very exhausted too.

(So far, worse.)