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Their growing friendship was an oddity, one borne mostly of proximity more than anything else, though having each others’ backs on the road helped immensely.  The tavern they found themselves in on this occasion was more... open to many things.  The servers wandering amongst the patrons, offering their services, were clue enough.  Especially as some of them didn’t bother to retire to their rooms.  The tavern’s tables were high enough to accommodate a body underneath them, and it didn’t take a trained eye to notice it.  In the front of the area was a raised platform, almost like a stage.

Jasper hummed, chatting up the barman, when he slyly asked what it would take to score a free room for the night.  The burly man wiped a tankard with a rag, setting the tankard down and nodding toward the stage.  “Put on a show.”

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The original plan had been to get Ylon in the middle of the act with him, then expose him to his zealot father.  And then the boy turned out to be too sweet, too gentle to deserve such a cruel fate.  And Levi couldn’t bring himself to do it to him, much to the scorn of his co-conspirators.  Instead, Ylon had become a regular, coming to the pale blue tiefling at sparse intervals to enjoy his company.  Really, it was a much nicer arrangement.

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They were definitely a conspicuous traveling pair, to be sure.  Jasper, a cleric on a personal pilgrimage to tend to the ailing.  Tobrok, a half-orc mercenary.  Their first meeting alone was less than ideal, with Jasper foiling a raid on the town he’d happened to be in and capturing the leader, ensnaring him and having some fun with the frankly intimidating man.  A deal had been struck between them that very night.  In exchange for a cut of the gold and spoils from whoever was unlucky enough to think him an easy target, Tobrok would join him on his pilgrimage.  For protection, of course, among other things.

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From the day Prince Aaron spirited Jasper away, their relationship had been anything but normal.  While he spent a lot of time away from the side of his liege helping the sick and infirmed, there was no place the cleric wanted to be more than with his lover.  After yet another extended leave, finding himself at the far reaches of the kingdom, helping the local apothecaries with a blight that had struck the small farming town, the need to be with his prince was too great.

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This was probably ill-advised.  A knight, though a high ranking paladin, should not find himself alone with the crown prince in his chambers.  Prince Aaron, however, was not nearly the innocent doe-eyed young man he appeared to be. Despite his admittedly half-hearted protests, Maxwell found himself stripped of his armor as the prince set about having his way with his personal guard.  It wasn’t as though Maxwell didn’t desire the prince, as though this exact image didn’t fill his mind on occasion.  But the chance to make fantasy a reality seemed impossible.

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There were few people Rhys enjoyed having around.  Most were fools who were less than stimulating, and really only wanted to pester him for what material goods he could provide them.  Owen, a boy who had originally only come to his hideaway to steal from him, was now a near regular fixture in his bedchambers.  There was an undeniable fondness for the rogue.  One that often translated into something more physical.

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If you had told Andrew, decades ago, that would day he would have the prince of the kingdom he served upon his cock, he would have thought you were daft. But here he was, large hands palming the prince’s thick ass as the male bounced on his cock, watching the way those meaty cheeks swallowed his cock with every ministration. “That’s it, my lord... Your arse feels fantastic...” he managed to get out, fighting the urge to take control - but this was his prince, his liege... and he had to abide by his wishes. “Do not stop.”

      The prince was a moaning mess as he kept thrusting into his boyfriend. Sure, their relationship was a secret. A prince with someone who wasn’t of royal blood? And a rogue at that? But he didn’t care. All he cared about was who Owen was as a person. Plus moments like this really solidified things for him. He held onto the boy’s legs, lifting them up slightly which caused his ass to hover above the bed as he rammed himself into Owen. “You feel...so good...” He managed to say past his moaning as he kept thrusting into the other, making sure not once to break eye contact with him.