Yes, Your Majesty

Yes, Your Majesty

The moonlight shined bright in the night littering its light everywhere around, a handful of clouds still lingered but mostly the sky was clean. Cold wind swished across the trees, swirling with the scent of wet ground and producing a hooting-like sound while the aftermath of pitter patter of rain smelled immensely nerve-calming and satisfying.

It was a great but a quiet night

Among all those serene natural blessings was a small being standing alone on the terrace of his room with a cup of hot cocoa in his small hands, enjoying the view and the silence of his surroundings altogether. Mago stood there, leaned on the concrete edge, cladded in a three times bigger dark blue hoodie, and matching sweat pants with his duck slippers. The natural ruddy cheeks of the boy were squishy and round as he rubbed them from time to time, while the cold breeze blew through his growing locks, playing with them playfully.

The young queen was silent, mind occupied with the thoughts of what had occurred in the private meeting he had with the former lord, and held the boy captive as he sipped from his cup slowly.

The discussion about Mr Ash after he calmed down from his outburst of emotions. The meeting consisted of only two people, Mago and Mr Xavier, since King was all and against the idea of having anything to do with Jayce anymore. The crime lord had left the matters to the concerned parties, therefore, the decision was finalized by the said two as well.

According to Mago, taking Jayce's only family and exposing him and his evil intentions to the world was enough punishment he deserved against the nature of his crime. The boy believed that Mr Ash had suffered the irreversible damage of the loss of his brother, murdered at the hands of his only husband, and that fact was more than hurting if one can think of it with a balanced mind.

But no one wanted to keep the balance now.

Not the Xaviers at least.

On the contrary, Mr Xavier totally disagreed with Mago at every aspect of the matter and he delivered his displeasure straight and firm. The former lord was adamant about proceeding with the divorce whatsoever, he was nowhere near forgiving Jayce for what he did and the older cleared his stance strictly. Mago had pouted in return and started to plead again just so he could get through with his point, but it was hard to budge the former lord when he had put his mind on to something.

Whatever Mago said in Jayce's favour held unstable ground simply because there was no going back for what the latter did. The betrayal, the conspiracy and the planning behind the throne, not even valuing the lives and trust of the ones who had nothing to do with the matter, was beyond forgivable.

The crime was high and so were the consequences and that's what Mr Xavier believed.

But that didn't summon the blindness to Mr Xavier of the situation Mago was going through, he was wise to understand the turmoil of the boy who didn't want to lose Jayce to some sort of revenge the outsiders might seek, it was his Mr Ash after all. The world of the mafia was known to be cruel, it was a matter of time before an enemy would target a stray Jayce, with no power and status behind, just to satiate the unsatisfied-able need of hurting the biggest empire.

Mago's worries were naïve and innocent but they held meaning to him, even more than Jayce whose life was at stake. Considering, it was Jayce who had brought all that upon himself, Mago could do only so much.

The damage was already done.

However, the adorable boy with anticipating stars in his eyes was helped. Mr Xavier, although madly against the idea of forgiving Jayce at any cost, decided to humour his son-in-law by adding alteration to his already decided sentence for his loving husband, eventually making Mago happy once again and satisfied with the result of his efforts.

Phew...

Mr Xavier agreed to keep the marriage intact and not divorce Jayce anymore but other than that, the life of the latter was destined similar to a prisoner.

Jayce was all ruined with regard to what a person like him could have. The status, the riches, the authority and the rights, even the relationship he had, both blood and love, were ripped out of his grasp and left him like a beggar with nothing but remorse and regret. The once loving and providing husband had revoked all the privileges, every freedom and luxury that Jayce was used to, being the love of Rowan Xavier, only to leave him with the title of nothing but a mere house husband.

Even leaving the house required permission now.

The staff of the mansion pitied him, several eyes roamed over his humiliated figure whenever he walked past anyone. They also gossiped behind Jayce's back, laughed and mocked his snatched status making his eyes burn with tears as insult and shame filled his entire soul.

But it was just a start to what he had to reap.

Mr Xavier had stopped talking to him, emptying the marriage with the essentials of a relationship and avoiding him any chance he got. There was nothing left for him other than to be a part of the family, who was happy without him, and wait for his karma to be done with him.

Needless to say, the leniency Mago fought for Jayce didn't appear the way it started. Unintentionally and truly honestly, the request of letting Jayce stay and not be thrown out turned out more suffocating than expected. The man was there seeing the family laughing, smiling, eating together and sharing moments together but he wasn't a part of them anymore, he wasn't welcomed anymore.

It was hurtful but Jayce got trapped in what he wished for King.

Loss and loneliness.

Mago was busy drinking his hot beverage slowly, occupied in the racing thoughts and the nice weather when he heard a click behind him. A tiny smile graced his beautiful face before he felt two strong arms wrapping around his middle followed by a hot blow of breath near his nape making him go lax in the hold of his lover.

King, who came out of a hot shower, was warm and cosy and there was nothing better than a head-over-heels man who prefers to spread warmth and love to his cold lover when the demand is high. Mago snuggled in King's chest like a purring kitten and the older circled his arms protectively around his boy before placing a quick kiss on the mop of hair moving under his chin.

"Why are you always out in the cold when you shouldn't be?" King asked with a playful tone as he rubbed his large hands up and down Mago's belly. The younger only giggled in return. Not wanting to answer the question, he placed the mug aside and turned in king's arm to face him but to Mago's surprise, the older had leaned in to lock their lips for a short and quick kiss as soon as he turned.

Mago smiled in the kiss and seeing him, King also smiled.

"What is going on in this smart head of yours?" the older inquired, noticing the engaged mind of the other, he was sure Mago was still stuck on Mr Xavier and his meet up and true to his hunch, Mago started with just that.

"Will Papa be mad at me?" the younger asked with an adorable tilt of his head, he was worried that he might have pushed too hard for the former lord to be angry at him in the future but then King was there coaxing him calmly by rubbing circles over his back.

"Father can't be mad at you sweetheart, he loves you more than me" King assured with a charming smile, he booped the younger's nose with his own and Mago smiled at the interaction all toothily.

"I hope so, because I know I am a fucking stubborn shit sometimes...." the boy blurted out scrunching his nose as he pointed out a visible trait in his character. Mago was adorably cute, the pregnancy had affected him more than imagination making him round and irresistible and perhaps that was the reason nobody could deny him. King chuckled at his baby boy and leaned in to steal a quick peck from those pouty lips, tasting cocoa along with Mago's sweetness.

"Glad you know" King teased earning a slap on his chest from Mago.

"You know Raye, I am very thankful that he kept the tiny claim I had on our understanding and friendship and didn't throw Mr Ash out on the streets for others to seek revenge" The young queen admired Mr Xavier more for that, he was grateful truly and that showcased how Mago displayed his gratitude towards the former lord.

The boy had awarded Mr Xavier with a squeezing hug and a thick bar of nutty chocolate from his secret stash of candies.

"And I am thankful that you are thankful..." King started with a sigh "Really baby....I was going mad when you cried for him. It felt like I was being betrayed by my own love" he continued with a groan as he reminisced the scenes from the encounter in the office meet-up.

Mago giggled in return, he slammed his tiny self in King's chest making adorable sounds as he squeaked while he also circled King's torso. He then looked up, tipping his chin like a curious child, only to snatch the breath out of king's lungs when his large doe eyes zeroed on king's darkening ones. The younger looked absolutely gorgeous with his ruffled hair mirroring his beautiful face and his button nose pink like a rosebud, pink pouty thick lips were ajar for taking in oxygen while his big eyes scanned king's hardening features carefully.

Wow...

The world stopped for a moment as both Mago and King stared at each other silently.

It was after a few excruciating seconds that King leaned in slowly and captured the absolutely tempting lips between his own as he started to kiss Mago fervently. The latter reciprocated with similar passion and produced an exciting sound at the back of his throat as soon as king pushed his tongue past Mago's lips and tasted every corner of his boy's sinful mouth.

Mago was breathing heavily by the time King left his mouth but it seemed that it was just the start, the ravenous animal was always hungry for Mago was awakened in King and Mago knew it just by the look of king's expressions.

"I am sorry. I don't know why I am so sentimental these days" The boy looked deep into king's eyes as he said, it took a while for king to understand what Mago was saying because of his drunken state. The younger had replied to the concerns King mentioned earlier but now that something else was triggered in his system, King had a hard time focusing on other things.

"It is maybe because of the hormones I suppose. You are not only sentimental but also a lot involved in offering intimacy, which I am not complaining about for a second" the older rasped with hooded eyes making Mago stare at him while he pushed king's wet locks behind his ears. King smiled differently before as he held around Mago's hips and squeezed his sides for the younger to suck in a sharp breath, and dived under his neck to attach his mouth to Mago's now heated skin.

King began kissing Mago's jaw to his neck while dragging his hot tongue while Mago giggle-squirmed at the sensation, pushing king's chest weakly for relief.

"Maybe it is what you said. But trust me, I will never fucking betray a cute man like you even if I want to. I don't wanna end up like Papa and Mr Ash" Mago promised and to his happiness, King was smiling softly when he pulled away from the younger.

"And I will never let that time come between us ever. I trust you and this cute man loves you so much" Mago chortled as he heard king mimicking his tone and threw his head back amusedly, the older watched his lover enjoying their serious yet childish conversation and smiled as well while making a mental note to protect and provide all his life for he could see what he has in his arms.

The happiest baby boy, Mago Parker.

"I love you too....so so much" Mago reciprocated the confession and this time it was he who grabbed King's face between his palms to initiate the kiss. The crime lord was beyond happy feeling the happy hormones of his love spreading around them and creating a halo of magic, it was like a blessing of sorts to have someone equally mad and crazy and equally loving as you that only lucky bastards have a luxury to enjoy.

Cruel!

"You are my world Mago" King whispered near Mago's lips as he pulled away. Breaking the kiss, both Mago and King breathed heavily with closed eyes. The time had stopped for them as they basked in each other's presence and comfort. King, despite being completely turned on, didn't want the moment to end just yet. He wanted to cherish the beauty of such intimacy and closeness for a long while until he was filled to the brim but the tiny love of his had other plans and that boy was known to speak his mind freely.

That's how he was and that's how the Xaviers preferred him to be.

"I know...." Mago whispered back, a hint of tiredness peeking behind his words making King spill out a chuckle and soon after, he felt Mago patting at his chest adorably.

"Now, how about you make love to your world gently and then massage my feet and back with warm oil? After that is when I will go to sleep" the boy commanded with his pouty mouth fully displayed as he murmured what he wanted, the tiny little wishes of him made the crime lord laugh as he leaned in to bite at Mago's cheek softly.

Mago whined cutely at that.

"Yes, Your Majesty," he said with a dramatic bow and then, in a swift move, King lifted the boy in his arms by circling Mago's legs around his waist and carried him inside the bedroom, slamming the door of the terrace with his leg.

It was time to comply with what the queen asked.

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