Fantasy The Prince and his Elf (LanceBlu)

[LanceBlu]

Tyrlius curses, couldn't he just have a moment to himself. He had something he needed to deal with in private! Unless the prince planned to help him with his current problem. If the prince didnt give him some space he would be.

He stops in his tracks, the brat was just drawing too much attention to them than he would like. He turns around and grabs Lucas's hand and drags the male through one of the doorways into what looks like a giant bedroom. Hes assuming this castle has dozens of guest bedrooms.

"Give me a second will you! Fuck!" Tyrlius yells at the male letting go off his hand. "I have a boner okay? You kept grinding against my dick so I need a second to take care of it, princey."

 

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Lucas Benjamin Miller

Prince/Male/20/5'9

IC: Lucas continued after him, when Tyrlius stopped he thought the other was finally listening to him since some of the servants were getting distracted and looking at them but instead he was turning around to grab his hand. "Excuse you, let go." Lucas reprimanded, he wasn't going to start a scene in front of everyone and went to pull his hand away only to be dragged off. "I said let go." the prince spoke through gritted teeth, he couldn't raise his voice otherwise someone would notify a guard. Lucas was then pulled into one of the guest rooms, his hand finally being let go he crossed his arms and glared, he was about ready to yell and giving a lecture to the pirate elf till the other spoke. Lucas' face turned beet red and gave an awkward cough into his hand, "I-I'll let you deal with yourself." he spoke before walking past him and out of the room. Once away from the man he pushed himself against a wall. Putting his hands on his cheeks they were burning red from the other declaration, "No shame at all." he said allowed to himself before going to his room.

Once in his room he found his cat Sophie and shoved his face in her soft fur, the cat meowed in surprise and wanted to get away from her weird owner. "Sophie that man has no shame. He is the most untame elf I have ever met. No manners whatsoever." he continued to ramble about how bad the elf was to his cat. Course the feline couldn't understand him, animals were perfect for venting too, no secrets could ever leave one of his pets. "He needs to be properly trained."


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[LanceBlu]

After getting his boner to go away Tyrlius returned to the hallway retucking in his shirt. He was surprised to see that Lucas completely abandoned him. About time the prince gave him space. He also had no idea how to get around the castle or where the hell Lucas had gone.

Tyrlius wandered about looking through random rooms and trying to get a mental layout of the place. A guard had stopped him and ordered him to do there laundry. Apparently guards got treated here too. Tyrlius bit his tongue so as not to cuss them out for expecting him to follow there orders. He ended up dumping there laundry in a random room before continuing his explorations. An elf stopped him and Ty recongized him from this morning. The elf berated Tyrlius for leaving Lucas and escorted him to the princes room. The elf politely knocks on the door but Tyrlius isnt going to stand around waiting for his highness and just opens the door stepping into the room much to the horror of the other elf.

"Thanks for the tour," he salutes the other elf and closing the door behind him. "You wouldn't believe how lost I got." Tyrlius complains flopping down on the male's bed not caring if it was wrong or indecent. He was tired from walking up and down all the dumb halls. "Hey thats a cute cat. We used to have one on my ship. Til your people attacked mine and you know killed my captain." He says reaching out and holding his hand out for the cat to inspect. He knew better than to try and pet the cat and instead waited for its permission.

 

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Lucas Benjamin Miller

Prince/Male/20/5'9

IC: A knock at the door grabbed the princes attention, Lucas was about to ask who was there till it was suddenly opened to reveal a servant and Tyrlius, it looked like the elf that showed him away was about to reprimand him till Tyrlius gave a quick remark and closed the door in his face. His face flushed a little seeing the ex-pirate, "That was rude. And you're supposed to wait for me to say-" suddenly Tyrlius was flopping on his bed and the prince was quickly standing up. "I-! Who do you think you are!?" he glowered, shocked at the behavior. What an insolent thing to do. Sophie was left on the bed to inspect the elf, giving a quick sniff to his hand the she-cat accepted a pet from him only for Lucas to quickly grab his cat away from the wild elf. "Don't mix Sophie with whatever wild thing you owned on your ship, she is a mix between an angora and a flame point. You must have had some wild street animal with you." The angora had came from some other English-speaking nation but the flame point had came from an Asian kingdom way across the seas. Lucas wouldn't even let his own pets be mixed into a category something that could be put on a pirate ship. His cat had been a gift when he turned 12 from one of the neighboring nations, his horse was born from a prize-winning pair and given to him when he was 15 and they got their family dog just two years ago from an Italian man known breeding great guard dogs. Simply put, everything in the castle was carefully selected, the only thing out of order was the pirate laying on his bed that the prince was trying to make into a proper butler.


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[LanceBlu]

"A cat's a cat princey and the cat on our boat was actually a pure breed Siamese. The captain's mother passed away of old age and he didnt trust anyone else to watch the cat so we took her. She was really sweet and her name was Sweet Pea." Tyrlius explains propping himself on his elbows to look at the male.

"You really are spoiled this bed is huge. You could fit so many people in here and have some wicked sex." Tyrlius adds with a wink. "Its a lot roomier than the hammock I slept on. Trust me when i say you dont wanna try hammock sex."

 

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Lucas Benjamin Miller

Prince/Male/20/5'9

IC: "Whatever." he said, he wasn't going to fight over a cat with this elf, "And it's my prince, not princey, I'm about to start ignoring you if you don't start using the right title." He hated how the other continued to call him some iteration of his royal title that wasn't polite. Lucas' eyes widened and his face burst red, "I-, this bed is used for sleeping at that's it, none of your weird horny ideas." he blubbered out. "And I'd never even be caught sitting in a hammock." The thought of doing anything other than sleep in his bed was an embarrassing thought, one of the servants would come and change his sheets and make his bed, how anyone could so casually copulate, especially with more than one partner, was beyond him. "If you're so horny find one of the other elves to get it on with and not in my bed." but the idea of Tyrlius going after someone so casually seemed to irate him for some reason, just like when he was being flirtatious with Aspen this morning, he had a different guard deal with him after that. The prince chalked it up to simply not liking the thought of anyone having sex inside his head, it's not like he didn't want to have sex but he didn't want to think about others and what they got up to.

"Now get off my bed and stop talking so vile. Do you have any manners? Even a meager filter? Figures a pirate would have such a dirty mouth and mind." he insulted. That seemed to be all either of the two did today, insult one another and see who would crack first. No peace came if you found these two together.


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[LanceBlu]

Tyrlius scoots to the edge of the bed. That was close enough for getting off the bed wasnt it? "Maybe or maybe that's just how normal people talk that aren't rich snobs. And hammocks can luxurious."

He looks around the room. "Definitely spoiled. This room is giant. You have a couch in here its so big. So what do you do for fun around here pretty boy? You know when you're not busy enslaving innocent people? I guess Im stuck here for a while so I might as well have fun."

 

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Lucas Benjamin Miller

Prince/Male/20/5'9

IC: "Or maybe I'm right and only scoundrels talk so indecently." he said, "Well I'm sure whatever hammock you had sure wasn't." Was he really arguing over silly things with this elf? He didn't understand wanting to lay in a hammock outside when a beautiful bench could be found nearby. "Of course I'm spoiled," he started, moving to the couch to sit, he didn't want to stand while the elf sat on his bed, it should be the other way around actually. "It's the perk of being born in royalty, maybe you'll get lucky in your next life." Lucas sneered. "Unfortunately the gods made you an elf instead." the prince mocked the species the other was born as. Lucas then glared at him one more, "Stop calling me pretty boy, it's prince. I don't know how many times I have to say it to get it through your thick skull. Are you a dunce?" It didn't seem Tyrlius was going to be catching on any time soon so in the meantime he would insult his intelligence till get got it right without anyone around.

Lucas rose a quizzical brow, what about knowing his interests would benefit him? "I like to go horse riding or fencing," he started, "Or playing chess with one of my family, my mom, the queen, is really good. I've only bested her a couple of times." The crown prince made sure to add in his mother's title, as much as Tyrlius showed no regard towards his honorific if the pirate even thought of disrespecting one of his family members he would be ever inclined to slap him. The roguish elf wasn't going to show any impertinence towards his loved ones that was for sure.


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[LanceBlu]

"I know chess. Im pretty good at that one. And Im not a dunce!" The elf yelled in irritation. He gets up from bed and moves in front of Lucas. "Youre an asshole. Just cause you got some princey title doesnt mean youre better than everyone else. I'll call you by your title when you earn my respect until than I wont. Besides all Im doing is giving you a couple nicknames. If anything Im complimenting you and your fat ego. Youre the one who keeps being mean no matter what I do! God you piss me off. I ought to put you in your place. Give you a taste of your own medicine."

 

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Lucas Benjamin Miller

Prince/Male/20/5'9

IC: Lucas rose an eyebrow at the inquiry the other knew how to play chess, he was a little unnerved when Tyrlius finally got off his bed only to stand in front of him but he didn't let it show, giving the other a flat look. of unbothered. "Maybe I'll stop being mean if you show some respect. I haven't asked anything hard from you all day, you're the one that keeps making it difficult." he scolded. "And you're the one that keeps pissing me off, I should put you in your place. Do you know the position you're in? You're in the castle wearing nice clothes instead of in the barracks waiting to be sold off to someone. I've treated you pretty kindly since you got here all things considered." That was Sophie's cue to jump out of her master lap, they always say an animal can sense their humans emotions. "You could be put in the pillory awaiting for execution." Lucas then threatened. The prince made a show of just how much power he had over the elf and where he could be right now if he wasn't so 'generous', that last word hung in the air in quotations as if that wasn't exactly true.

"I own you now, you're in my kingdom and under my rule and I can do and say whatever I want unlike you elf." he spat the last word out as if it was dirty. "You don't wear your uniform right, you run off without waiting for my permission, you speak when not spoken to and make fun of me and not even use my title. These are all literally the easiest requests and you ignore them for your own big ego." Lucas was fuming now. Every little thing had been a headache with the other that could easily be avoided if he recognized his place in Berokirium. "What's so hard to get? If you can't get any of that then you are a dunce." he insulted. The prince left nothing unspoken, his anger taking over any rational thinking.


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[LanceBlu]

Tyrlius's hands balled up into fists as he took in everything the male had said. His anger getting the better of him. He steps forward and grabs the male by the front of his shirt fully intending to punch the shorter male. That be too easy though. He needed to knock Lucas down a couple pegs. He already bested the male twice now in a fight starting a fist fight

He surprised even himself when kissed Lucas. There lips smashing together. He forces himself onto the male's lap and pins Lucas's body between his and the couch. His hands grabbing the other males to stop him from escaping as he kissed him roughly. The kiss wasnt Tyrlius's best work but it certainly got the point across.

 

[Naponal]

Lucas Benjamin Miller

Prince/Male/20/5'9

IC: Lucas gasped in surprise as the elf grabbed his shirt. Was he going to punch him again? If that happened he was yelling for the guards finally, this would be their third fight after all and enough was enough. He was ready to call for the guards, mouth already agape, one swing was all it took, but instead out of nowhere the elf's lips were against his. His face burst in heat, what was Tyrlius doing? Was this some strange tactic? Did the elf have poison on his lips? Some elves were known to have supernatural powers, they were mythical creatures after all, they couldn't just have beauty and long ears they needed to have something to make them truly special. As Lucas made his way to get up and push the elf off of him his hands were grabbed and Tyrlius was sitting on top of him. He had never been kissed before except on the cheek, was it supposed to be this rough? He felt like his lips were going to fall off and he couldn't breathe properly.

His eyes had widened at first before clenching shut, he had given him easy access to his mouth and the two's tongue were together. Lucas had never felt this feeling, his face was flush and he was hot, he needed a breath of air. Trying to move his arms to push the other away they were sternly kept to his sides by the other. He was pinned and trapped but not in the same way as last night or an hour ago. This was something else, being kept from moving from the comfortable couch with the other's mouth against his. He had never experienced this before.


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[LanceBlu]

Tyrlius softens the kiss as he makes out with the shorter male. He slightly loosened his grip on the human's hands but not letting go in case Lucas tried to escape him. He kissed the male slowly and pressing soft kisses to his lips. He wanted to impress Lucas and have the male wanting more. This was a lot better than arguing with him. He pulls back a little and nips Lucas's bottom lip.

"Hmm. If only I knew it'd be this easy to shut you up." Tyrlius kisses along Lucas's jaw. "Still want to insult me, my prince~?" His voice low and sultry. His mouth finding Lucas's ear lobe and sucking on sensitive sweet spot.

 

[Naponal]

Lucas Benjamin Miller

Prince/Male/20/5'9

IC: The grip around the royal wrist loosened but he had stopped trying to struggle, leaning into the kiss as it relaxed the prince to fought for dominance in the other's mouth. Tyrlius pulled back and Lucas gasped, pulling in big breaths before subconsciously following the elf's lips for a moment, not wanting the kiss to stop. Instead the other ignored and went to his jaw, teasing him by using his title low before finding his ear and giving a nibble. Lucas let a small breath out, trying to focus on the other speaking to him, trying to think something witty to say. His tongue was always quick and here he was finding a hard time finding words, "Hmpf, you finally use the correct title after a kiss?" he toyed, still trying to play face as if he had control of the situation and elf. Instead it was the complete opposite, the prince was putty as the pirate sat on his lap, he had complete control over the royal, giving him kisses and light nibbles it was like the prince couldn't push him away, entrapped in some spell. After this arrangement when the prince finally came back to his senses he was sure to be embarrassed beyond, no one would be able to get beyond him and he'd blush deeply seeing the handsome elf.


OOC: I read the rules btw and it said there can't be any explicit sex so if they do get to that base it'll have to be a fade-in fade-out deal.

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