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Topic Started: Mar 22 2018, 11:22 PM (4 Views)
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"E-eh? I'm... I'm really just a school teacher, your highness, I have no place assisting you personally."

"Of course you do! You're perfect." Watching as the king hopped down the stairs from his throne, nearly flying toward him, Yuuki quickly straightened up from where he was hunched slightly in worry. "I would have to be blind to not see your fitted for the job. You have a passion for education, improvement, making a difference, helping people... I think you and I are very similar, Professor, and I'd love to have you as part of my team. I don't want to force you, of course, but please do consider it. I think you'd find many more ways and opportunities to improve things if you agree, rather than you coming in here to hassle me about it once a week."

"H-hassle?!" Yuuki's voice cracking slightly, he waved his hands frantically in front of his face, as if that would somehow help the situation. "No no no no no, I don't mean to hassle you, your majesty-" Being cut off by a laugh, and assured that it was just a joke, the teacher relaxed slightly when a bright smile showed on the king's face and his hand was held out to shake.

"Let's get along, yeah? As comrades."


Yuuki's parents were politics, although not that they answered straight to the king. His Father a politician in the Commons, and his Mother a successful business woman who traded for the kingdom's benefit. They both had their hand in the royal pool, but they'd never dealt directly with the king. This... This was different. King Takuma wanted Yuuki, a simple teacher who never had a politic job, to become part of the main staff. The advisory staff, even. There was already a head adviser, and Yuuki would have to start low, but he was to be groomed to be the second head. Apparently, as the King put it, the head right now was very good for things concerning money and planning with other rulers to avoid conflict especially... But he didn't have enough time to manage land or schooling.

There were of course, several people in charge of different sections. Even if the castle was huge and always seemed empty, it was actually quite busy. But, as it was, the King had fired several of the staff and given a fair share of his wealth to make sure they were well off and able to find other jobs without panicking. In turn, that meant that they were understaffed. Yuuki himself, didn't go without noticing this. The old King and Queen had no interest in how the schools ran, paying no attention to them as their sons had never attended the 'poor people school'. Or a richer school, for that matter, as they were trained at home.

But, just after going and requesting several things to have changed after a new rule came in... Yuuki wasn't expecting to be given a new job. Even if it was a shock, however... he took it. King Takuma was offering so much. Not even in pay, but in opportunity. It was impossible to pass up, even if it wasn't the king himself asking. Which, that alone made it hard to say no to. For someone who did not inherit the throne, he seemed to sit on it perfectly. He was beautiful, graceful, and stunning. Like a young olympian god, almost. He had no training for the throne officially, but he somehow fit into exactly what he was doing with ease. As if it was what he really was born to do.

It... certainly seemed that way at first, anyway.

Upon moving into the castle, Yuuki found out a few things about the king. He never really dressed in the proper royal attire, mostly wearing just whatever he found was stylish along with the crown and usually the cape. He was a bit of a sadist, but he wasn't mean. He liked to joke around, make fun, laugh when you messed up... but he always helped out. He tried his best to be hands on with everything, but would end up frazzled and overwhelmed at the end of the night. One night, Yuuki was wandering around a little from his room, trying to find the kitchen, and the king was laying upside down on a couch... throwing a bouncy ball at the ceiling.

"Sire?" Calling out to him hesitantly, Yuuki quickly rushed over as the King was caught off guard and hit himself in the face with the ball (which promptly caused him to roll off the couch in pain). "Shit- I mean, are you okay?" Rushing to his side, the teacher stopped suddenly when sharply asked 'what the fuck' he wanted. Barely stuttering out an answer, feeling like he might cry from fear of hearing the king snap so suddenly, he felt himself ease with concern more for the king than himself at finally seeing the man's face.

"King Hideaki are... are you okay? I was just going to get a snack, but... um, your eyes are red like you've been crying." Watching Takuma clench his jaw and look away while he picked himself up off the floor, Yuuki pursed his lips and looked around. "Want... want me to... uh... um... M...make you something?" Being asked if he could cook, Yuuki could feel himself sweating but answered yes anyway. The King grabbing a rather large glass of wine, they made their way to the kitchen.

"This is atrocious, I thought you said you could cook." Picking at the food, Takuma narrowed his eyes at Yuuki, watching the man shift uncomfortably from across the kitchen. "Whatever, it doesn't matter. Come sit with me... Well, don't just stand there like an idiot, come sit with me." Motioning across the island in the kitchen where they'd grabbed a couple stools, Yuuki hesitantly sat down in front of the king. Being shoved the plate and handed the fork, he took a bite when told to. Honestly... he thought it was fine, but... if it wasn't king standard...

"I-I'll make you something els-"

"I'll show you how to make it."

"I'm sor-... You'll show me...?"

"Yeah, come here. You snack at night, right? I'll show you how to make it." Being taught step by step, Yuuki was surprised that someone as high as the king was cooking him something to eat. Or even that the man would bother cooking at all. After all, isn't it normal for a king to just wake someone up if he needed something? The Hideaki family, while they weren't top of the totem pole, were likely rich enough to have hired a maid to cook for them. So... maybe it wouldn't hurt to ask. "Mmm, well, we did have someone like that. She was a tutor of mine, she taught me things that weren't often taught in school."

"Isn't there home economics, though?"

"Well, yeah, but I've been learning how to cook since I was little. If I wasn't aiming to become king, I think I would've become a chef. Although the lifestyle doesn't suit me as much." Feeling himself blush at the crooked smirk the king gave him, Yuuki laughed a little and looked away. Certainly, King Takuma suited this lifestyle. He was naturally beautiful, the type who is so gorgeous it makes you want to pamper him. Adorned with clothes and precious jewels... it makes him shine even more. Although... maybe thinking about how handsome their king was wasn't the best course of action.

"What else had your tutor taught you?" Mostly home things. Practical things, Takuma explained, things like sewing and accounting. Although, he admitted math was somewhat a weak point of his. Putting it simply, the tutor taught him to do the things all of the less privaleged children would have to do, and eventually he even took jobs to get experience, although he always donated his money rather than keeping it for himself.

"I remember one time, when I was about sixteen, I was helping with things around an old woman's house. Her husband came home from battle, and was riled up over how rich people make poor people do this and that while they sit up on their thrones. I guess he recognized me because next thing I knew, he'd thrown me into the mud and even shoved my face in it, saying he didn't want to see me around again. I was angry, of course, and I still don't like how that went down. But... it only made me want to be king more. I don't want the people of our country feeling divided. I want them to feel welcome, like family, not like slaves. So I'm grateful for all the experiences I've had."

Continuing talking about those sorts of things for a while, Yuuki... found himself feeling weird about it. Like they were friends who were just talking over some food after a long time (delicious food, that is), not like he was sitting in front of a king. Then, from there, they grew closer. While Yuuki's training picked up, he kept around the King. From being his informant, to his assistant, until finally his adviser. He was never really relaxed, even though they'd come to know each other for over two years at that point. After all, how could you relax around a king? Takuma was somewhat relaxing only when he couldn't sleep at night, when he was tired from being a king all day and just wanted to breathe. Other than that, he was sharp witted constantly. Which only made things more difficult.

'Snacking late at night again?' Takuma would chide, dressed in silk pajamas coming into the kitchen. Yuuki would joke, saying it was only because he wanted more of the lobster hash they'd made together. 'You mean that I made, and you ate all of.' Takuma would laugh, coming to the other side of the island where Yuuki was at the fridge. They'd talk a little more, talk about what there was premade already, what there was to drink... 'I'm hungry for something else,' He starts, and Yuuki starts to ask what, freezing up when the king's hands wrap around his waist. 'I'm hungry for you.'

Yuuki bites back a whimper as he slowly strokes himself to the idea of the king's surprisingly callous fingers running under his clothes and against his skin. He presses wet kisses on the older man's neck. In his fantasy, Yuuki shivers against the touch, saying they shouldn't. Takuma argues that they can do whatever they want, as long as Yuuki wants to. The assistant is brought toward the island, leaned back against it as the king stands in front of him, stroking him slowly while kissing him deep. The king eventually does away with the assistant's clothes all together, using coconut oil as lubricant to give him a faster hand job before even starting to finger him. Yuuki shakes from the pleasure that his own hand, and Takuma's imaginary one, is giving him.

In the fantasy, Takuma says something like 'As soon as you cum, you're going to make me cum next, but it won't be with your hands.' and it gets Yuuki close. What pushes him over the edge, is when Takuma says in a demanding voice 'That's and order.' Gasping and moaning into his pillows as he rode out his orgasm, Yuuki wished that he could take it farther than that. To where his mouth was full and he was nearly choking on the king's hard cock, to the point where he was being fucked hard against the marble island to the point that it left bruises where he was leaning on it.

But after the first orgasm, it's too shameful to try for a second round. Using his employer to masturbate to, royalty no less. He couldn't... he couldn't do something like that. He couldn't let himself envision it afterwards, either. With shy laughs, and holding each other, sweet kisses and offers to sleep properly in the same bed that night. He couldn't... he couldn't let himself fall in love like that.


"Your majesty? I was told you wanted to see-" Cutting himself off, Yuuki froze from where he'd shut the door behind him. Takuma was dripping wet and naked, the door to his bathroom letting out steam to show he'd just been bathing. His body was pale and soft looking, decorated with moles and tan lines. He was thin, but muscular and well toned, especially his backside.

"Having a good look?" Snapping out of his daze as the King faced him fully from where he was turned away, pulling on his bath robe before approaching the adviser. Yuuki apologizing quickly, saying that it was inappropriate of him to stare and that he should've knocked, the king gave a teasing laugh. "It's fine, I'm not ashamed. I'm rather proud, actually, I don't mind if you stare." He starts to loosen his robe a little, but Yuuki looks away, certain that he might start drooling. Takuma laughs and says it's just a joke, leading Yuuki toward the bathroom despite the man's slight reluctance.

"I asked you to draw up plans for meeting the west countries king and queen, right? Reschedule it for a month from now. I don't have time this month for formalities, I have more pressing things to attend to. I serve my people, after all, not the other countries' royals." Keeping himself busy with his clipboard, Yuuki tried not to notice Takuma using the mirror to stare at him, even though he could basically feel the gaze burning into his neck. Takuma, on the other hand, found it funny every time. Yuuki was a bit prudish, it seemed. He got flustered easily and was often embarrassed. Actually, it was rather cute. Cute to the point that the king couldn't help but tease him, often bringing up provocative things to see the man's reaction. To tease and embarrass him a little bit. He tried to act coy, but he didn't seem to dislike it.

This time was a bit different though. He wanted to take it a little further, see how much he could get away with before Yuuki seemed unhappy. Right now, actually, he seemed incredibly happy. Taking the clipboard away, Takuma set it down on the sink. Yuuki asking what he was doing, Takuma hummed while slipping his robe back off. "I just said, didn't I? I serve my people. This... seems like it might be painful." Running his hand over the tent in the front of Yuuki's dress pants, the king smiled as Yuuki started to back away, apologizing profusely for being inappropriate. "Now, now, now; there's no need to apologize. Let me take care of you, in return for you being such a loyal colleague." Yuuki swearing under his breath as the king lowered himself to his knees, Takuma smirked as he watched the man's expression of arousal and nervousness.

When Takuma licks up the vein of his erection, Yuuki nearly cums on the man's face right then and there, pinching his arm to try and make sure this wasn't an erotic dream. But it was reality, definitely. The king himself was down on his royal knees, with his royal mouth starting to suck at the tip of Yuuki's cock like it was a delicious lollipop. If he was getting this opportunity, then maybe god was telling him he was close to death, and this was his last miracle. A filthy, delicious, horrible miracle. But if this was his last miracle, he wanted to try out a few things. "W-we can't do something like this..."

"Of course we can. As long as it's a secret, right? Although I can just do away with anyone who tries to speak against me." Takuma grabs some lubricant from his sink cabinet, the squirt sound it makes onto his hand somehow seeming lewd. "Unless you don't want it?" Gasping as the man started to massage his balls, Yuuki quickly said that he did. He did want it. In all honesty, how good Takuma seemed to be at it, Yuuki wondered just who else in the kingdom had earned such 'services'. Statistically speaking, someone else in this castle had to have a penis and be attracted to the king as well, right? In fact, you probably didn't even have to be into men to be into Takuma. He was so, so, so hot. God, he was so hot. Holy fuck was he hot.

Leaned against the now closed door, Takuma eventually moved on more to a handjob while opening up Yuuki's dress shirt and pulling up his tanktop. "Who knew the nerdy assistant worked out so much. I'm not really into muscles, but on you... Let's just say you seem to be an exception." Feeling dazed with the compliment and situation and the hot steam still lingering in the bathroom, Yuuki could only moan while covering his mouth when Takuma moved back down. Wanting to grab his hair or shoulder or something, Yuuki could only grab the wall and cover his mouth, not sure what was allowed in this situation. Although, when he was starting to get close, the king switched to just a normal handjob, rising back to his feet and pulling Yuuki's hand away from his mouth.

"I want to hear your voice when you cum, Pro-fes-sor Yuu-ki~" Whispering to the man's ear, Takuma left a small hickey on his neck when Yuuki fell apart in his hand. Letting him ride it out with a slow handjob as he finished, Takuma pulled away with a sigh. "Look at this, you're all dirty now... Take your clothes off the rest of the way, we can clean up together." About to argue they probably didn't have time, wanting to give a few more complaints to just hear about how they really could be doing this, Yuuki didn't even bother when he saw the king himself, licking off cum from his fingers.

The hot water being turned on, Takuma wasted no time with initiating deep kissing, moaning into each other's mouths. "Is... is it okay..." Being asked what, Takuma chewed his lip, looking down between them. "Can... can I..."

"You have to speak up~"

"M... Your majesty... m-may I please... give you head?"

"Sorry?"

"To return the favor, I... can I suck your cock?"

"I don't think you have to ask at this point." Takuma laughing at this, Yuuki didn't mind the light teasing. In fact, he very nearly welcomed it. Getting to work like he'd been starving, Yuuki moaned himself when the king moaned at him. Hot... Takuma was something else. Entirely from a different dimension, really. Someone so sexually appealing, with an equally incredible personality, no way that could be real. Wanting this too badly to take it slow, Yuuki had to literally be pulled off of Takuma to stop. The king saying he wanted to cum from something else, the assistant moaned far too loudly when he was pressed chest first into the cold tiles while the younger man's fingers moved between his lower cheeks.

"Here I was thinking you were a prude, but, Yuuki, you like taking it up the ass, huh~" Getting a breathless 'yes, I'm sorry' in response, Takuma started to leave darker hickeys on the man's back, getting a good response for those as well. Seems like he was a bit of a masochist, which suited Takuma just as well. For this starting out as a joke, things were becoming much more fun than he thought. "Don't apologize. I'm happy to give you just what you like the most~" Yuuki really was just so, so cute.

The hot water pouring against them, Takuma wasn't sure if there was more cleaning or dirtying being done at the moment. In reality, they really shouldn't be doing this. There were too many prejudices still in the village and castle to allow such a thing yet. They'd surely work towards it, but for now, this sort of thing was forbidden. But, also, that's part of what made it so fun. Yuuki calling out swears and 'your majesty', Takuma held one arm twisted behind the teen's back to keep him from covering his mouth, the other hand too busy stabilizing the older man to do anything else. Whispering his own share of curses and name calling against Yuuki's shoulder or neck, the younger man happily obliged when begged for harder or faster or more. For someone who seemed so prim and proper, Yuuki sure was rather depraved.

Finishing up was a bit... odd. Cleaning, drying off, and getting dressed; Yuuki sitting on a cushioned bench in the room looking like he was contemplating something deep, Takuma let him be while he got dressed himself. Though, after several minutes of fitting into the perfect outfit, he still found Yuuki there. But when asked if he was okay, Yuuki only blushed and covered his face. "How cute~ Keep up acting like that, Yuuki, and you might be getting more of this in the future." Motioning to himself, he hummed when he was asked how many other people in the castle he did these... favors, with. "Just you."

"E-eh? Wh...why me? A beautiful woman, or even a much more handsome man... anyone would be better than me. If it's just to make fun of me, then..."

"Certainly, I do love to make fun of you. But you sell yourself too short. Sexually, I'm not very attracted to men. I've fooled around in the past, mostly with women, but a few men here and there just to try it out. But you're special, Yuuki. I knew it right away. Smart, shy, nerdy, reliable... a handsome man who doesn't realize it. Such a cute face, and wonderful lips... I'm only interested in playing around with you."


Well, in the end, Yuuki ran out of the room blushing, looking like he might cry. He really was just too cute, so there was no way Takuma would let up on the teasing. Just some subtle gestures or choice wording at first, moving on to showing a little bit of extra skin to him, physical teasing, even getting as far as giving him a handjob at the lunch table on the balcony in the middle of the day when they could've been caught. Begging, gags, tied wrists, tied ankles, hair pulling, deep throating. For someone who appeared so much like a virgin, Yuuki was really anything but. The type who gave you heart eyes after you blew a load on his face, and said thank you after you fucked him silly... "I love you, you know."

"Ah, really... EH?"

"Keep it down! It's night, you're not supposed to be in my room as it is. I said I love you. Really, I did tease you because it was funny, but I've also fallen for you, you know."

"R...really? Me... me too... I love you, too."

"I know."

"You knew?"

"You're not good at hiding it. Besides, lots of people love me. It's part of my job to be a king that people love. But I could always tell with you, it was different... Um... that being said... It... it's kind of embarrassing, but would you mind... staying in my bed tonight?" Blushing himself for once, Takuma pursed his lips and rubbed his silk sleeves together. "It gets lonely... I'm still not used to such a big bed and big room. I thought... maybe it'd be nice if we could share the bed tonight... we already had sex, so... I wouldn't mind going another round but... but I was thinking... we could just sleep together."

"So cute..." Saying it outloud unconsciously, Yuuki was taken back a little when Takuma blushed deeper, saying not to call him cute. Which was even cuter, for that matter. More than the fact that he, someone whom had the adoration of an entire kingdom, was getting lonely in his bed because it was too big and he wanted another person's warmth for comfort. "Is it okay if I stay?"

"Yeah... If you get found out, we can make something up. But... if you don't mind sneaking out in the morning..."

"No... I'd love to stay." Leaning in to kiss, they shared a few soft ones while making their way under the covers, Takuma adjusting to hug Yuuki like he was a body pillow. A leg thrown over his hip and being smothered into the King's chest, Yuuki inhaled his ever intoxicating scent. Takuma falling asleep pretty instantly, Yuuki pulled away to see the sleeping man's face for... actually the first time, really. Wonder how many other people got to see this face... Close up and personal, while being wrapped up in his limbs. This face... was surely Yuuki's. It wasn't Takuma's kingly self, and of course his natural grace was there, but it was also incredibly normal. Just a peaceful sleeping expression. Hopefully... things could stay this way. That only Yuuki would be allowed this view. If he could have that... then that was enough. Just this moment now was enough.
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