Of Warriors And Kings

Contrary to what might've been expected at this point, we did nothing more than kiss each other. There was no frantic removal of clothes or endless foreplay. Perhaps we didn't want to rush anything. I was content with the current level of intimacy at this point, and I could tell that Kunzite didn't want to be too forward or rush things, afraid that it might scare me. As we drank and talked, several hours passed, and I lost track of time.

"You know, when Obsidian-sama announced you, I felt such a presence from you that I nearly fell to my knees in front of you," I said, guaging his reaction. When he smiled, I continued. "I had to hold up my composure or someone may have suspected something of me."

"The reason you felt that, I think, is because you are from the same planet and your Dark Mercurial senses were affected," Kunzite said, and I slapped his shoulder playfully with a half-scowl. "What? Just because I'm not as much of a romantic as you doesn't mean you have to strike me." He kissed my nose, and I rolled my eyes.

"Your sense of mood is pitiful," I said. "Leave it to you to make it about something technical. What I was GOING to say was that I think I felt that way because me heart and my body were telling me that you were something special. It was obvious that you were strong, having risen through the ranks as quickly as you did. But what I didn't know was that you had such a beautiful soul."

"How's this for romantic?" he said, materializing two perfectly-shaped roses and handing them to me. I gasped, smiling, and melted into his arms once again.

"Oh, Kunzite-kun, you're so good to me." He kissed me again, but this time it was slightly different than the other times. I could sense that, perhaps because of the wine in his system, Kunzite's frame of mind was changing. The kiss was slightly needy, and his hand was caressing the back of my neck in a way I could tell that he wanted more, but also in a way that showed that he didn't want to rush me. So, in response to his nonverbal request, I voluntarily deepened the kiss, slipping my tongue past our lips and meeting his own. His reaction was instant, giving a moan as his tongue came to life as well, and I smiled against the kiss.

"Zoicite, I..." He looked into my eyes, suddenly not seeming sure of what to do. Desire was thick in his voice, but his hesitation was proof enough that he didn't want to take things too fast or risk scaring me.

"Don't worry, Kunzite," I whispered. "I'll tell you if I feel uncomfortable, as long as you do the same for me."

"Thank you," he said. We kissed me again, as fiery a kiss as any I'd ever received and more, my lips feeling like they were being burned off but not wanting to stop. His hand slowly trailed down my back and came to rest on my ass. I pulled away slightly, just enough to remove the clasps that kept his cape on his shoulder. As I did, he stepped away from me and threw the cape over a chair. "Let me seal the room before we do anything else, as I have a feeling that we could become quite noisy."

"All right," I said, blushing at the words. Noisy... Moans, sighs, screams... Those were all part of divine pleasure, but they were things that we couldn't afford to let anyone else hear. For my part, I put a thick ward on the door to ensure that no one would be able to break in, even if they tried to break down the door. Even if they destroyed the door, all they would see was a transport tunnel that would make them go in circles if they entered it. After, I went over to Kunzite's stereo and turned it on, and was instantly met with a beautiful rendition of one of my favorite songs. Picking up the CD case next to the stereo, I saw that it held a picture of Kunzite, sitting at a piano with a very charismatic smile on his face.

"I see you found me out," Kunzite said with that same smile.

"I didn't know you played the piano," I said. "Let alone having a CD out. It sounds amazing."

"Your father told me that you liked this song, so I included it in this CD, and it's one that I love playing anyway," he said. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, and we just stood there and listened. At the end of the song, he planted a simple kiss on my neck, but it was enough to bring my body to life, and I moaned at the sensation. He rested his chin on my shoulder, and the feeling of his breath was indescribable. "Zoicite... I want you..."

"And I you, Kunzite-kun," I whispered. I turned around in his arms and he captured my lips and tongue with something that I knew now was absolute need and lust. Very quickly, he teleported both of us back into the bedroom and sealed the door with a simple touch of the doorknob. We were safe.

We took things slowly, wanting this first experience together to really mean something. First to go was my cape, followed byy the belts that held our uniforms tight. I was glad that Kunzite's shirt was partially undone, because that made it easy to undo it completely and help him remove it. Unlike most of us, he didn't wear an undershirt, and of this was eternally grateful because it was one more layer that I didn't have to worry about removing before my hands could touch the firm skin of his chest. I didn't know how I knew what to do at that point, but as soon as his shirt was gone, my mouth attacked one of his nipples, my tongue lapping at it a few times before my teeth gently bit down on it. My hand was playing with the other, Kunzite's moans encouraging me not to stop.

"Zoi-chan..." he muttered after a short time, and that was my signal to allow him to remove my shirt so that he could return the favor. After my own shirt was gone, instead of playing with my chest, he picked me up in his arms and deposited me on the bed. "Roll over. I want to give you a massage."

"Ooh, nice," I said with a smile. As he placed his hands on my back, I could feel that he was invoking his powers to create massage oil on his hands, and the warmth of his hands was incredible. He was straddling my legs, and I wasn't sure if he realized that he was in the exact spot behind me where I could feel the manifestation of his desire pressed against my asshole. That feeling made me moan his name, and combined with the massage he was giving me, I wasn't sure if I could last much longer. But I also wondered how I was feeling so close to cumming when we really hadn't started touching any of our private parts, not really.

"You have such beautiful skin, My Prince," Kunzite said. As he reached the top of my pants, he moved down slightly, and I knew that he was ready to remove them. When he began tugging on the hem, I quickly reached underneath me and released the button and zipper so that the pants could be removed more quickly. Then I realized that my boots were still on. Kunzite must have realized that too, because before he had moved my pants more than a few inches, he stopped and got off of me completely. I turned over and sat up, trying to keep from getting oil all over the bedcover. As the boot zippers came down and were thrown to the floor, I could see in his eyes that he loved playing with my skin and wanted to continue the massage further down. I turned back over, and he helped me wiggle out of my pants. Instead of removing my underwear, however, he began to spread the oil on the back of my legs. It tickled for a minute, and I stifled a laugh in the pillow before it turned very sensual and slow. It was driving me insane! I felt the oil begin to dry into my skin as he turned off the constant supply coming from his hands, and I had a feeling that he was ready to continue. He moved back up to my back, and rubbed the rest of the oil in, and as soon as he pulled my hands away, I turned over and looked up at him.

"Kun-kun," I whispered. He stood, removing his boots and pants, and then remained still in front of me for a few minutes. He was still wearing his underwear as well, but it was obvious that he was rock-hard. "You look incredible..."

"As do you, Zoi-chan," he said, moving back onto the bed. "Are you ready?"

"Yes," I said. He kissed my neck again, trailing his mouth down my chest to my navel. I felt an electric shock when he dipped his tongue into my bellybutton and cried out in bliss. "Oh, Kunzite!" Seeing that this was an erogenous zone for me, he chuckled and continued his onslaught there for a few minutes, although it felt like hours for me. I writhed under his touch, moaning and glad that no one could hear me except for him. His fingers reached for my underwear, and I was surprised when he materialized a small pocketknife and proceeded to cut the material away. "Kunzite, I... I don't have a replacement for those... Not here at least."

"Don't worry," he said with a little laugh. "I can easily replicate them with magic." As the material was cut away from my skin, I felt a slight chill, causing a shiver to run up my spine. That was quickly replaced by his warm hands caressing my hips, and I moaned his name again in response. "This may feel a bit strange at first, but you'll quickly learn to greatly enjoy it." Without giving me much warning, he took me into his mouth and began to work his magic on me. He was right, it did feel strange, but it was quickly becoming a very enjoyable thing. His tongue laved around my shaft with expert skill, and the hum of his voice when he moaned sent bolts of lightning through me. Slowly, skillfully, he forced his throat to relax, and I could feel myself slip past his uvula and further into his throat. I couldn't believe that I was actually fucking his throat! His lips found their way to the base of my cock, and I found myself unable to hold back any longer.

"Kunzite, I'm gonna... Oh, Gods..." I cried out his name one final time before I felt my seed shoot into his mouth, coating the back of his throat. Pulling off slightly to keep from choking on me, he sucked me dry before kissing the tip of my cock and withdrawing to lay beside me for a few minutes. "That felt... Incredible!"

"It's your first time, isn't it, My Prince?" he said, and I blushed.

"Is it that obvious?" I said, looking straight into his eyes. He gave me a sly grin before nodding. "Well, with a man, yes. When I was coming of age at 100 years, I tried to persue a young woman, but it pretty much fell flat after our first night together."

"Well, I'm honored to be able to share your first time with you," he chuckled. "But we're not done yet." Even though my mind knew that we couldn't be done, my eyes widened at the way he had said it. His fingers bore a soft glow as more oil appeared on his hand, and I knew exactly what was coming. He stroked himself a few times, then pressed two fingers into my backside. I gasped, and he held still for a bit as I adjusted to the intrusion. "Are you alright, Zoicite?"

"I will be..." I muttered, closing my eyes for a moment. Even with the oil on his fingers, it still hurt. He gently began to scissor his fingers, stretching me a bit before inserting a third finger. After a few minutes, it began to feel very good, and I moaned in pleasure.

"How are you feeling?" he whispered in my ear.

"Electrified," I whimpered. Kunzite could see that I was not afraid to beg, and so he drew out the slight torture until I had no choice to do so. "Kunzite-kun... Please... Fuck me..."

"Now that's what I was waiting to hear," Kunzite said. He stroked himself a few more times, just to ensure that there was pleanty of oil on his shaft, and he positioned himself at my entrance. "This is going to hurt a little more than my fingers, but before long it should be better than anything you've ever felt before." I nodded, and Kunzite quickly pushed into me, and I cried out. We lay still together as I adjusted to the pain. "Exquisitely tight..." he muttered, and I smiled through the lingering pain.

"Go ahead, Kunzite," I said. "The sooner you move, the sooner I'll feel better." He chuckled and shifted us into a position where my legs were over my shoulders. He pulled almost all the way out, then slammed in again, hitting my prostate and making white flash across my vision. I cried out, but this time out of pleasure instead of pain. "Do that again... Hit that spot again... It felt so good!"

"I told you it would," he said softly before fulfilling my request. It was difficult to imagine that he could get any bigger inside me, but as he continued to pound into me, I felt him get just a little harder than he had been, and I knew that his release was coming on quickly. His strong voice was loud in my ear, and his arms wrapped around my thighs, his hand caressing them as he continued this amazing experiece, was making me incredibly hard again as well. Putting my legs down around his waist, he wrapped his arms around my back and pulled me up to a sitting position, and I began to move on him. This forced his cock to hit that spot again and again. "Zoicite... I want us to cum together."

"Yes," I said, moaning in complete ecstasy.

"I'm getting close..." he whispered

"Me too," I said.

"Zoi-chan... Oh, fuck yes!" Our bodies were slick with sweat, and the feeling of pure passion was pulsing through my body. "I'm cumming!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" I screamed. "Kunzite-kun!"

"Zoicite!" I felt his hips jerk up and hit my prostate one last time, and felt him shoot what seemed like buckets of hot liquid into my ass. This was more than enough to drive me over the edge, and I came HARD, some of it squirting onto my chin with the rest of it landing on our stomachs. Pulling out of me, he surprised me once again by laying me on my back and beginning to run his tongue around my torso to lick up the cum on my skin. I was still on fire, and the feeling of his tongue on my skin was making me writhe in pleasure. Finally, when he removed his tongue, he settled next to me on the bed and took my hand.

"That was exquisite, Kun-kun," I whispered. He propped himself on his elbow and played with my hair a bit.

"Only the best for you, my Prince," he said, kissing me again. "I love you, you know that?"

"I love you too," I said with a smile. "You said you weren't sure."

"Well, I am now," Kunzite chuckled. I closed my eyes briefly, allowing the smile to spread to a grin. "What are you thinking about?"

"How jealous the other boys are going to be when they find out about this," I said, but seeing the look on Kunzite's face was enough to shut me up.

"We mustn't tell them, Zoicite," he said. "It's not as though I'm embarrassed about this, but my career would be over if people were to find out that I was sleeping with my student. And with more investigation, people would find out your royal lineage." My brow furrowed, realizing that he was completely right. But then, another thought entered my head that might make our situation better, and make it so that we wouldn't have to hid our relationship.

"Perhaps we can return to Yrucrem..." I said. "Would you be my consort if I return to my kingdom?" His eyes held a distinct look of shock before it melted into a touched smile. "You and I would become kings when my father dies."

"But what about an heir?" he asked. "It's obvious that neither of us can bear children."

"My brother has a son," I said. "Sven may never be a king, but his son will be the next in line after him. If Sven dies before I do, Klien will become Crowned Prince, and take my place on the throne after I am gone. Unfortunately, you will lose your status as a ruler when I die, but you will always be a part of the royal family."

"Hopefully it won't have to come to that," he said. "If you must die before me, I hope that it is within minutes of my own death. That way, we can be together forever."

"Now there's a romantic notion," I said, rubbing my hand along his arm. "What do you think of my idea?"

"If it means that I'll get to have an open relationship with the love of my life, I'd do almost anything," he said. "It sounds amazing."

End of Chapter 2