Swapped Devotions

He preferred to keep things casual, low-key, without strings. If possible, he favored men of lower status -- it made things easier. Less complicated.

The pretty, sun-kissed squire that lay beside him was a good example.

Cassius hummed low, a soft flicker of pleasure moving through him as Ursa traced idle patterns along the muscle of his arm. At his words, he let out a quiet chuckle, rough with intimacy. "Aren't I?"

While his life of duty was littered with insecurities -- of place, of purpose -- in matters of pleasure, Cassius held none. His ability to read others, to find patterns, to work out what came next made him an extraordinary lover. His arrogance there, at least, was well earned.

He leaned subtly into Ursa’s touch as the other exhaled, breath warm against the shell of his ear -- the question beneath it eager, shyly anticipatory.

Cassius caught the squire’s wrist in a single, controlled motion, his grip firm -- just shy of painful. He shifted, closing the distance until their lips hovered a breath apart.

Ursa's lips curled slightly, his eyes viewing a pane of pleasure moving around him, lips colliding, gnawing, and tongues traveling. Fingers dragging across backs and a mist of sweat glistening across their moonlit bodies. Arms wrapping themselves around limbs, backs bent as they meet another's base. All felt the hot, all drowned in pleasure. All possible, if he did one thing.

"Please."

It's quiet. Said as if to have that single word small enough to fit in between the space between their lips. The twinkle in his eyes subsiding, the light brown hues of his eyes swallowed by desire for the man sharing his bed and anticipation for what he might do next. Ursa's could feel the faint scars on this man's fingers around his wrist, caught in a snare the seer didn't want to be freed from. Ursa's eyes tried there best to fight the impulse to flutter, the heat of the other's lips pulling Ursa closer.

Meekly, the seer continues with his begging. "Please fuck me, sir."

Corvus was happy that his son had decided to follow his dreams, but the fact that he had to move so far away was the one thing that he didn't like about it. Thankfully since his son was always traveling as the Master of Ships, that meant that he got to see him quite often. He smiled softly as he watched the men move off the boat, nodding his head to a few of them that knew who he was and probably exactly what he was going on this ship to do. Corvus gave a responded in kind to a smirk that was given to him as he stepped onto the deck of the ship.

He moved towards the large door with the quarters that he had been in so many times before, not even bothering to knock on the door as he opened it. He smirked seeing his pride & joy standing in front of him. He didn't say anything as he moved across the wood floor and picked Uros in his arms and kissed him deeply on the lips as he spun him around happily.

When he finally pulled from the kiss, he looked into the boys eyes and smiled brightly. "You were gone too long this time, baby boy. Daddy missed you," said Corvus as he kissed him softly again on the lips, "How was your trip?"

A chuckle slipped from Uros' mouth and into Corvus' as the master of ships held on tight to his father's larger and taller frame. They were both hard working men, held positions in the realm that made finding moments of solace and pleasure to be at times difficult. While Uros didn't have the restriction of only having one underling to possibly share his bed in his travels, the longing for home and a familiar face often lead Uros back towards Kaleris.

Nathaniel loved getting to experience all the pleasures of the world, which is why when he started giving into the more carnal desires of natures, he knew he would be verse; it was the only way in his mind to truly enjoy every thing when it came to sex. He knew when the two of them were flirting earlier exactly where they would end up in the bedroom and the prince couldn’t fuck wait. As soon as his hand rubbed against the went cunt in the tavern, he knew this man was going to get the fuck of his life or else he didn’t deserve to be a prince.

When he pulled his hair. Nathaniel let out a moan that turned into a laugh as he pulled from the nipple and breathed hotly against it before reaching up and pulling the man to him in a heated kiss. His tongue moved inside the man’s wet mouth to taste every inch of him as his hands moved down to the ass and spanked each cheek hard and fast. When he finally pulled from the kiss he looked into the man’s eyes as he thrust up harder and faster.

“Do not worry, I am not going to stop until I have gotten multiple orgasms from this godly fucking cunt and since you are on top, I will let you control where you want my royal seed when it’s time for me to blow,” said Nathaniel as he slowed down his thrusts, reaching forward to move his thumb against the clit, “but right now, this is all about you. Let me show you how men from my kingdom treat their bed partners.”

Ulthur's face covered itself with a sheen of sweat and a hue of pink as he felt his body build towards his orgasm. And how could he not, the control the younger man was placing on his body, the mastery of his touch across places Ulthur hadn't known required touch. His hips began to move of their own accord, shaky but determined. Ulthur braced his hands under himself, the hand that had played with Nathaniel's perfect head of hair now holding onto the prince's shoulder. Perfect anchor points for him to meet Nathaniel, pushing at every pull, climbing until the sentinel reached his peak.

Umberto was cocky in the way that Nathaniel couldn't get enough of, but unlike other people who put on this ere of cockiness, Umberto had the shit to back it up with. Everything the other prince did made Nathaniel want to spend more and more time with him, plus it was never boring when the two of them were together. In fact, he was sure the people in Umberto's castle had heard just how much fun they were having last time. When the older prince lifted him like it was nothing and spun him around, Nathaniel couldn't help the giggle that escape his lips as the other walked him over to the bed and laid him down. He bit his lip as the other prince ghosted his lips over the other. Teasing was Nathaniel's favorite part of this.

“You always love showing off to me, Umberto. I remember the first night you wanted to show off for me,” said Nathaniel as he leaned up and moved their noses together, breathing hot against his lips, “I can't get you off my mind, Umberto. Sometimes it drives me so crazy I have to slide him hand under the covers and take care of myself with thoughts of you in the bed with me.”

Nathaniel didn't believe in keeping secrets and was very open about his desires and feelings, some people couldn't handle that, but it didn't bother the merman. He looked into Umberto's eyes and leaned into him and kissed him softly on the lips before pulling away and blushing softly.

The crown prince was a bit tired, he had been far much busier the last few weeks, dealing with responsibilities. Elion was someone who was willing to put himself last when it came to important matters and his people. Meetings after meeting, traveling to other kingdoms did have his toll and the lack of sleep was getting to him. He had been away from the water for far too long and he missed it. He was glad when he walked into his his official room to see that he had completed all the paperwork last night and he did not have any meetings planned which was and so decided to get on his horse and ride to his own private and special place.

It felt so strange to him that people found him attractive, he always had such doubts about himself but in times like these he never felt more beautiful. Sure, his father told him all the time he was beautiful, but a prince wanted him in his bed and that was a big ego boost. He turned his head slightly as the prince pulled his hair tightly in his hands, growling at the sounds of the balls hitting his firm ass.

“I think you are right, I need to fuck all the princes from your kingdom, just to make sure it holds up,” said Biju with a smirk, licking his lips, “Unless you are the best fuck of the princes, then maybe I should stick to just letting you fuck me, your highness.”

Biju looked down to see his cock leaking onto the sheets below them, he was sure that if this man tried he was going to make him cum without him ever having to touch his cock.

"You shouldn't tease like that pet." Umberto had growled, his grip on the sorcerer's hair tightening in his grasp. The prince's hips grinds themselves down onto the sorcerer's hole, his cock pressing itself against the tender pink flesh of Biju. His cock throbbed as he felt the hot tight heat of the sorcerer. A groan slips from his lips, lips that were plush, red and angry they weren't joined with Biju's. His hand lifts Biju from the bed, bringing the sorcerer close to his baby his still pilling thrusts into him. "Going to leave you too sore to enjoy getting fucked by my brothers."

With those words spat from heated breath, Umberto crashed his lips into Biiju's. groaning as his tongue searched with purpose. Thick. Hot. Tasting every piece of the sorcerer's mouth Umberto could get his tongue on.

"Going to keep you here for days." Umberto breathes against his ear, catching Biju's earlobe before pushing his hips up into him as much as it would go, him out and keeping the sorcerer there.

Nathaniel had a thing for older men, it was a known thing throughout the kingdom, depending on who was brave enough to answer the question to someone. He was usually the one getting fucked when it came to the older men, but there was something so fucking sexy that it wasn't the case with Ulthur. No, this man needed a dick in his cunt like yesterday, and it was easy to feel in the way the cunt held on tight with each thrust of the younger man's cock.

“Oh, I am not going to slow down. I am going to make sure that you are given absolute fucking pleasure, dear one. I can't let you leave her tonight thinking a prince doesn't do his duty,” said Nathaniel with a smirk. He leaned forward to take the nipple into his mouth, sucking hungrily as he fucked inside the cunt harder. “Tell me how much you love my young fucking cock,” he said.

If the boys of the watch could watch Ulthur now, sweating on a young man's lap, mewling like the little chimera that he was. "Fuck." Hot breath escaped his lips and his head threw itself bag. Ulthur didn't have a preference to the kind of person he shared a bed with. His hips ground themselves down into the younger man's cock, Ulthur's body acting on its own volition, wanting Nathaniel's cock buried deeper inside.

A rough looking man like Ulthur knew what he must look like, towering enough as he was a half-giant and silent as he performed his tasks. Now with the work of the prince a pliable around the other's cock as loud moans filled the room. "Don't stop.." He gasps as he feels Nathaniel's lips around his nipple. "So good.." He wines, Ulthur's hands came up from behind Nathaniel's head, rough coarse and large fingers carding through the prince's flawless head of hair before pulling at it.

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