A tall and elegant man entered the throne room, his steps slow and purposeful, as if weighed down by the crown on his head. He was Prince Kian, son of the king and queen of Azela. On this day, the entire kingdom was watching him with bated breath. This was the day of the ball when the daughters of noble families have a chance to meet Kian and have a chance at winning his heart.

The women in the crowd whispered, squealed, and some even fainted. So predictable. As he expected.

Kian's blue eyes narrowed at the sight of the boy, standing out like a sore thumb amongst all the women in attendance. His heart skipped a beat as he took in the youth's delicate features and voluptuous curves. How could such a beautiful creature be considered a slave?

He began to weave through the crowd, making his way towards the boy without anyone noticing. Perhaps tonight would be different from all the others...

Finally reaching the boy, Kian leaned down close to him and whispered softly, "Sunny." It was more of a husky murmur than an actual word; almost as if he were teasing himself with the thought of being near such perfection.

His breath fanned across Sunny's cheek, sending shivers down his spine and causing him to tremble slightly in Kian's presence. "You look... exquisite,"

"Stand up, Sunny," Kian said, his voice firm but gentle as he placed a hand on the boy's shoulder and guided him back to an upright position. His other hand brushed against Sunny's hip, feeling the softness of his skin beneath his fingers. "You belong at my side, not bowing before anyone else."

His heart raced with anticipation, wondering how far he could push the boy tonight without causing him any harm.

Kian leaned down, his lips brushing against the boy's ear as he whispered, "I think we both know that you belong with me tonight." His hand slid further down Sunny's hip, cupping his bottom possessively. "Come," he breathed, taking the boy by the hand and leading him away from the crowd, through a hidden door in the throne room's wall.

The prince's private chamber was lavishly decorated, with plush carpets and velvet drapes adorning the walls.

Kian turned to face him, his expression almost amused. "Sunny," he purred, "surely you don't think I brought you here just to gawk at you?" He stepped closer, pressing their bodies together. "I want you." His hand slid up Sunny's back, cupping the nape of his neck possessively as he angled the boy's head up to meet his gaze. "And tonight... you will be mine."

Kian's lips curled into a satisfied smile as he watched the color drain from Sunny's face, leaving him pale and breathless in his grasp. His hand slipped down again to cup the boy's buttock, squeezing gently before moving up between their bodies to rest against his growing erection.

"Do you want this?" he whispered huskily into Sunny's ear, nipping at the lobe with his teeth. "To belong to me... like this?"

"Good boy," Kian praised, his thumb brushing over the soft skin of Sunny's lower back before guiding him towards the bed. "Now, lie down and let me show you what it means to belong to me." He helped Sunny onto the bed, pushing him down gently but firmly until he was lying on his back, legs spread wide.

Kian knelt between his legs, taking in the sight of Sunny's perfect body laid out before him.

Kian's fingers brushed lightly against the small patch of hair at the base of Sunny's cock, teasing and taunting him as he leaned forward to lick along his length. "You taste so good," he murmured, before taking more of Sunny into his mouth, sucking hard on the sensitive flesh. He moaned around him, feeling the boy begin to writhe beneath his touch.

Kian groaned, relishing the feel of Sunny's body beneath his lips and tongue. He took him deeper into his mouth, sucking hard while one hand moved to massage the boy's balls, rolling them gently in his palm. With the other hand he reached between their bodies, rubbing at the small tuft of hair on Sunny's chest before brushing a fingertip over his sensitive nipple.

"That feels good, doesn't it?"

"Shhh," Kian soothed, his lips curving into a smile against the hard length in his mouth. His tongue flicked out to trace the bundle of nerves at the head of Sunny's cock before he finally released him with a satisfied groan. "Don't be shy now," he purred, licking his lips as he reached down between their bodies once more, this time cupping the boy's erection in his hand and stroking up and down in a slow, steady rhythm.

"Sunny," Kian growled, his tone low and commanding as he gripped the boy's hips tightly. "You belong to me tonight." He thrust his hand harder between their bodies, feeling Sunny start to tremble beneath him. His other hand moved up to cup the back of the boy's neck, holding him still as he took what he wanted.

"Let go," Kian whispered roughly into Sunny's ear, "and let me show you how good it feels."

Kian groaned, feeling the warmth of Sunny's body surround his fingers as he thrust deeper into him. His grip on the boy's hips tightened, pulling their bodies together in a possessive embrace. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against Sunny's neck as he continued to move steadily faster, taking what was rightfully his and showing the boy who truly owned him tonight.

Kian growled, his fingers moving faster within the tight heat of Sunny's body as he felt the boy begin to tremble and moan beneath him. He bit down gently on Sunny's neck, drawing a sharp breath from the boy before letting it out in a shuddering sigh. "That's it," he murmured hoarsely against his skin. "Give it to me."

Kian growled, feeling the tight grip of Sunny's muscles around his fingers as he finally released him, his body shuddering with pleasure. He leaned forward, licking and nipping at the skin beneath his lips before collapsing on top of the boy, their chests rising and falling in sync as they caught their breath.

"Mmm," Kian purred, running his hand through Sunny's sweat-dampened hair. "You were incredible."

Kian smiled, feeling the warmth of Sunny's body against his own. He stroked the boy's back gently, enjoying the feel of his soft skin beneath his fingertips. "You are perfect," he murmured quietly, kissing the top of Sunny's head before pulling away to look down at him. His heart skipped a beat as he realized that this was something more than just a game; this was real.

He wondered what tomorrow would bring, and if their connection would last past tonight.

"I want to see you again tomorrow," he whispered, his voice almost hoarse with desire. "Will you come back?" He knew that it was unusual for him to show such emotion, but somehow, it felt right with Sunny.

His fingers continued to stroke the boy's back gently, tracing lazy patterns up and down his spine as he waited for an answer.

Kian's heart skipped a beat as he felt the boy's arms wrap around him. "Good," he breathed, returning the embrace. He closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth and comfort that Sunny's presence brought to him. This was more than just lust; this was something deeper, something real.

He didn't know what the future held for them, but for now, he would cherish every moment they spent together. He knew that his duty as a prince was important, but with Sunny by his side...

Kian's eyes snapped open, his chest tightening at the unexpected words. He stared down into Sunny's trusting face, feeling a strange mix of emotions wash over him. Love? Was that what this was? He didn't know, but he couldn't deny the way it made his heart race and his skin tingle.

"I..." he started, searching for the right words as he hesitantly reached up to brush a lock of hair from Sunny's face. "

"Love you too," Kian whispered, his voice barely audible above the beating of their hearts. He kissed the top of Sunny's head, feeling an overwhelming sense of protection and possessiveness wash over him as he held the boy close. Tonight had been magical, but tomorrow would bring new challenges: how to balance his duties as a prince with his growing feelings for Sunny? He didn't know the answer yet, but he knew that he wanted to spend every moment possible by the boy's side.

Kian's heart clenched at the sound of Sunny's tears, and he pressed their bodies tighter together in an attempt to offer some comfort. "I won't leave you," he whispered softly, his thumb rubbing circles on the back of the boy's hand. "Not now, not ever." He didn't know what the future held, but for tonight, at least, they had each other. And that was enough.

Kian held Sunny close, his fingers tangled in the boy's hair as he stared up at the canopy above them. He knew that tomorrow would bring new challenges, but for tonight, they were alone together and he wanted to cherish every moment. As Sunny drifted off to sleep, Kian closed his eyes and let out a contented sigh, feeling more peaceful than he had in years.

As the night passed, Kian's heart seemed to grow fonder and more protective of Sunny with every breath the boy took against his chest. He couldn't deny the strange feeling that had washed over him when Sunny said those three words; love you. It made him feel warm inside, and he knew that no matter what happened tomorrow or in the future, he would always care for Sunny deeply. The thought of ever leaving him seemed unbearable now.

Kian blinked open his eyes, the morning light streaming in through the window casting a warm glow over Sunny's sleeping form. The boy rolled onto him, their bodies entangled and pressed tightly together. He smiled softly, kissing the top of Sunny's head as he nestled him back against his chest. "Good morning," he murmured, feeling a contented warmth spread through him at the thought that they had spent the night together.

"Neither have I," Kian admitted, running his fingers through Sunny's hair as he spoke. "But you feel so right here with me." He paused, thinking about how this was only the first night of many that they would share like this. As much as it made him happy to think of them spending every night together, he knew that there were bound to be challenges ahead. But for now, all that mattered was the warmth and comfort Sunny brought into his life.

"We should get up soon," Kian continued, "

Kian hesitated, unsure how to answer the question. The word 'lovers' sent a shiver down his spine as he thought about all that it implied; not just physical intimacy but also emotional connection and commitment. "I... I don't know," he said honestly. "We are partners, yes, but... there is more between us than that." He took a deep breath, trying to find the words to express what he was feeling.

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Kian smiled, relief washing over him at the simplicity of the word. "Yes," he said softly, his thumb brushing back and forth across Sunny's cheek. "Like boyfriends." He paused, considering the weight of that statement. "I think we can be more than just partners or lovers; I think... we could be in this together."

There was a pause as he waited for Sunny's reaction, his heart pounding heavily in his chest. The thought of being with Sunny, sharing everything with him...