Chapter 3
Sinbad yawned and walked into the throne room where all of his generals stood, ready for the meeting Ja'far had assembled. Sinbad walked in and everyone nodded, acknowledging their king. Sinbad never looked at them, the one he was looking at stood to the right of his throne.
Ja'far held an armful of scrolls of certain things that needed to be tended to and discussed besides their engagement.
Sinbad grinned and sat on his throne. "Don't wait on my account. Ja'far please begin the meeting." Sinbad announced.
Ja'far gave his report on how the taxes were coming along. They talked about any problems with crime, laws, and what the incoming tax money should be used for, with Ja'far debating that it needed to be used to renovate the harbor. As the meeting slowed down with the generals no longer having anything further to discuss, they turned to their King.
Sinbad sat up in his throne and cleared his throat.
Ja'far's palms got a little sweaty.
"I would like to announce that I have chosen my future queen." Sinbad proclaimed, grinning.
Every general was caught off guard, and Ja'far only face-palmed, not expecting Sinbad to be so blunt. Even though he should have knew it would happen.
"King Sinbad getting hitched? To one woman?" Sharrkan grinned, highly doubting their womanizing King would subject himself to such an idea as marriage.
"Yes. As my advisors have said to me countless of times. I am almost in my thirties, I need to start settling down."
"Who is this woman?" Pisti asked.
Sinbad smiled and suddenly grabbed Ja'far by the waist, making the general drop all the scrolls he was holding. Sinbad gently took Ja'far's hand and showed them all the engagement ring on Ja'far's ring finger.
The generals gasped once again.
Ja'far blushed and pushed Sinbad away, so he could pick up his dropped scrolls.
Sinbad laughed. "I fully intend to marry Ja'far, but he insists that I get the counsels permission."
The generals were shocked for the longest time.
Masrur looked at Ja'far, who was still on the floor collecting scrolls. "What do you say Ja'far?"
Ja'far looked up and stood, holding the scrolls he had collected. "What exactly do you mean?"
"Your marriage. Do you want to get married?" Masrur asked.
"To Sinbad?"Sharrkan whispered the last part.
Sinbad gave the general an agitated look.
Ja'far looked at his King. Ja'far coughed and messed with the collar of his robes, it was getting hotter in there. "As you all may know, the King and I have been having affairs for quite some time now." Ja'far admitted.
"Oh, we know." Pisti giggled.
Ja'far's blush darkened. "I find the King to be very compatible with myself. I dare to say that I love him. I do wish to marry him, but I understand that we are both in high ruling positions, and our marriage would affect the kingdom, that being said, I do not believe it is my place to decide if our marriage is the right thing to do."
Drakkon looked over Ja'far, "Would you marry King Sinbad today if you could?"
Ja'far looked at Sinbad who had a huge grin on his face. "…. I would." Ja'far admitted smiling softly at his king.
"Seeing as there are no laws against their marriage and if this does not affect Ja'far's work, I support the marriage." Drakkon said. "Marriage does a man good."
Pisti smiled. "I love it!"
The rest of the generals nodded and gave signs of approval, no one objecting.
Sinbad stepped down from his throne. "Well," He smiled and pulled Ja'far close, making the general drop a few of his scrolls. Sinbad cupped Ja'far's cheek and gently kissed Ja'far in front of the generals.
Ja'far blushed and forced the armful of scrolls into Sinbad's arms. "Y-You need to sign these." Ja'far stuttered.
"Yes dear," Sinbad teased his fiancé.
"When shall we have the royal wedding?" Pisti asked.
"Next week." Sinbad declared.
Ja'far turned to the other generals and clapped his hands. "Make preparations, send word to the other kingdoms, we need to be ready."
The generals nodded, listening to the head general.
The meeting adjourned with Ja'far walking with the other generals to start the wedding preparations.
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Ja'far sat at his desk finishing the tax report for Sindria.
Sinbad stood at the doorway and watched Ja'far work. "I thought you promised no more all-nighters."
Ja'far did not even look up at Sinbad as he continued writing. "I am not pulling an all-nighter. I am merely trying to finish this report, seeing as I am going to be married next week."
"Too short of a notice?" Sinbad asked.
"A little." Ja'far repeated, a bit sarcastic.
Sinbad took no offense to it though, he knew Ja'far was stressed. Ja'far was always stressed, it made Sinbad think that it is what makes Ja'far's hair white. Sinbad walked over and took Ja'far's quill away from him. "I'm sorry. I got excited. When would you like to get married?"
"Sin, I don't care." Ja'far looked up at the man.
"I do. This is your wedding too. I want you happy."
"Well…" Ja'far sighed. "Can we hold off for at least a month? I need to make sure that I am ready."
Sinbad put the quill back into Ja'far's ink for the night. "As you wish. Now, come to bed."
Ja'far stood and yawned, he stretched exhausted from sitting still for so long. Ja'far walked with Sinbad out of the room.
They walked down the hall before Sinbad carefully took Ja'fars hand in his own.
Ja'far blushed. "Sin." He scolded.
"Relax, we are engaged now. We can be lovey dovey without hiding it."
Ja'far blushed, realizing Sinbad was right.
They walked to the King's quarters and Sinbad closed the door behind them and kissed Ja'far. "Can we have some celebratory sex tonight?" Sinbad asked.
"Sin, I'm tired." Ja'far argued.
"Please, I've been very good."
Ja'far sighed. "But you are never the sore one in the morning." Ja'far muttered.
"Please, we haven't had sex in 8 days." Sinbad begged his lover.
"You've kept count." Ja'far asked impressed.
"Yeah. I want you Ja'far, please?" Sinbad asked softly against his lover's lips.
Ja'far pressed their lips together kissing Sinbad. He gently wrapped his arms around the man's neck. "Not too hard tonight."
Sinbad swept Ja'far off his feet and set him down on the bed. The two continued to kiss which eventually turned into a battle of tongues as Sinbad slipped his tongue into Ja'far's mouth.
Sinbad reached down and cupped Ja'far's manhood with his robes on.
Ja'far gasped surprised.
Sinbad gently kissed Ja'far leaving a little hickey on his neck.
Ja'far hated hickeys, with his pale complexion they showed up way too easily for others to see.
Sinbad slipped Ja'far's robes off and kissed along the general's shoulders, leaving a few marks.
Ja'far pulled Sinbad's ponytail out and let the wild mane of hair loose.
Sinbad smiled at Ja'far and kissed his lover as Ja'far removed his robes. Once Ja'far pulled off Sinbad's robes, he did the same to Ja'far.
The two laid naked on the king's bed as Sinbad kissed his general.
Sinbad gently brushed the scars on the inside of the former assasin's legs making him shiver.
Ja'far ran his fingers through Sinbad's hair as Sinbad pleasured his lower body.
The King had some oils on his bedside table which he use to coat his member and Ja'far's entrance. "Which position do you want to…?" Sinbad was cut short as Ja'far's legs wrapped around his neck.
Sinbad lined up with Ja'far and slowly pushed in.
Ja'far had been with Sinbad for a long time and he lost count of how many times the two sleep together in both senses of the word. Yet, it always hurt when the two had sex. But he knew the pain he was currently feeling would be nothing compared to the euphoric ecstasy of what was to come. Until then, Ja'far gripped the sheets and bit his lip.
Once Ja'far was in, he held still as Ja'far's body adjusted. His attention fell on his partner and he kissed him, giving Ja'far something new to distract himself besides biting his lip. The two kissed and Sinbad looked at Ja'far. "Can I move now?"
Ja'far relaxed and nodded.
Sinbad moved his hips slowly at first before gaining speed as he thrust into Ja'far.
Ja'far moaned and gasped, a few were in pain until Sinbad found the right rhythm and started hitting the right spots on Ja'far's body.
Ja'far moaned, his body begging for more as his hips rolled in time with Sinbad's.
Sinbad went as deep as he could into Ja'far's body. He moaned a bit himself as the pleasure of his engorged member being clamped around by Ja'far's hot body.
Ja'far moaned. "Oh Sin! Ah!"
To be honest, Ja'far was a screamer in the beginning. They constantly had trouble trying to keep it down when the two had a love affair. But ever since, Ja'far had improved finding it better to moan and talk instead of screaming.
Sinbad went as long as he could be he released into Ja'far's body, filling Ja'far's full of his seed.
Upon his release, Ja'far couldn't help but let out a muffled scream as he released, thankful he covered his mouth at the perfect moment.
Sinbad pulled out and panted, kissing his partner. "You did amazing."
"You did all the heavy lifting." Ja'far panted.
"But you took the pounding." Sinbad said and pulled Ja'far close to his sticky body. They both were covered in sweat.
Ja'far panted and kissed Sinbad. "I love you."
"I love you too Ja'far."
"Now go to bed." Ja'far said softly, pulling the sheets to cover them.
"What? No second round?" Sinbad complained.
"Good night Sin." Ja'far said turning his back to Sinbad.
"Awe." Sinbad huffed and blew out the candle illuminating the room.