3 months have past and the autumn storms had raged through the kingdom. But now, the citizens were being blessed with the low-lying rays of sunlight; gently warming their outer beings. Leaves around the kingdom that were once fresh and green have transformed. Now they are much more crunchy, brown and brittle. The October season was in full swing and the candy Kingdom was glowing gold thanks to the tanned sun.
Within the radiating walls of colour, Lemongrab and Esme were sat contently in Esme's room. Over the past few months, Esme had been giving Lemongrab a new hobby to keep himself occupied between training. Art. They began with the basic like drawing the tranquil scenery around the castle or sketching an object. However, Lemongrab got the hang of it within a few weeks and they have now progressed on to faces, figures and the different anatomies. Esme was perched on her bed. Her back was slumped on to the headboard, while her knees were drawn in to create a makeshift table for her sketch book. As for Lemongrab, he pulled up her table and chair set nearer to the bed, enabling them to talk to each other. His paper was lying on the table in an ordered fashion, with pencils surrounding it.
He had only been there 5 minutes before Esme began to ask him about his first relationship. "So, how are things between you and Lemonfriend these days?" She asked innocently, whilst continuing to sketch. Lemongrab politely replied.
"Things are great, thanks. I don't think I have ever been this happy. I could say the same for Lemonfriend. Well... I hope he's happy."
"Of course he is. Whenever you're around each other, neither of you can stop smiling." Teased the childish lady. Lemongrab just gave an incoherent chuckle and continued to sketch. "Why do you think he's not happy?"
"I didn't say 'I think he's not' I said 'I hope he is'." Esme nodded to show she understood him, but being her, Esme became rapidly curious and wanted to know the juicy parts.
"Have you stayed in his room over night yet?" Asked the nosey girl.
"No, why?" Lemongrab didn't understand what she meant behind her question, so was extremely confused. But it soon hit him. "Oh, seriously. You had to ask about THAT?" Esme blushed out of embarrassment, but soon reinforced her actions.
"Well, it's been 3 months and you were saying about how you hope he is happy. I just thought that..."
"Thought what? That I can't please him?" He asked sarcastically. He suddenly became all defensive over Lemonfriend. "And so what if it's been 3 months. There's no rush." Esme began to question Lemongrab's responses and wondered whether anything had happened.
"Are you nervous?" She asked in a childish manner. Lemongrab peered at her intensely. "I just wondered. It's a normal question for a friend to ask." He sighed to show he was agitated, but reluctantly replied to her.
"Kinda, I suppose." He avoided eye contact with her for a few moments before she continued to interrogate the flustered lemonhead.
"Is it because he has been with someone before?" Lemongrab just continued to sketch, looking down at his paper with an irritated expression. "Look, don't worry about this mystery guy. They might have not done anything tog..." Before she could finish, Lemongrab crashed his way in to her sentence, to let his feelings be known.
"Oh no, I know who he is and I know that they have!" He snapped angrily. Esme was slightly struck back by his sudden outburst. It was like he was defending Lemonfriend even though he wasn't there. Lemongrab realised what he said and took a deep breathe to calm his emotions. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to snap like that."
"No no, don't worry about that. I'm more concerned now about this mystery guy. Can you tell me more? I won't tell anyone else. You know I won't" Lemongrab was unwilling at first, but he knew that Esme kept promises, so told her the whole story.
"Don't tell Lemonfriend I told you." His voice sounded low and disheartened. Esme crossed her heart and listen in carefully. "I don't really know much about the guy, and they didn't do much either. I exaggerated. But I do know that the guy was called Rogan. He was not a very nice character at all, but Lemonfriend saw past this as he was still upset about me being taken away. It was about 2 weeks in to the relationship before the trouble really started." Lemongrab focused on one single spot on the floor, with woe in his eyes. He could just imagine the trauma Lemonfriend experienced. "Let's just say this, Rogan wanted sex and only that. Lemonfriend didn't want that. He didn't feel comfortable with him. Rogan tried to force him, but he got away and went straight to PB, who then threw him out of the kingdom. However before she could, Rogan went out to find someone for a one night stand, so basically cheated on lemonfriend as well." Waves of sympathy washed over both Esme and Lemongrab, whilst Lemongrab finished his story. "That why I don't want to rush him. He has already had a selfish pig try to steal his virginity, I don't want him to think I want the same. I want his love and company, not just his virginity." Lemongrab felt dejected and excluded after he finished the heartbreaking story. He could only think about what would have happened if he didn't change in to the fat tyrant. Lemonfriend would have never met Rogan and that would have never happened. But he couldn't change it. That memory was drilled in to his brain for sure. Meanwhile, Esme was shocked and disgusted by the distressing story.
"I hate people who think they own their partner. You shouldn't worry about Lemonfriend thinking of you like that. I know he doesn't. Besides, he loves you and by the sound of the story, there was no love between him and Rogan." Lemongrab lifted his mouth to the left to give a half smile, while he shrugged his shoulders lethargically. "Well, let me ask you this. Do you love each other and have good chemistry together?" Lemongrab nodded. He was now bit perkier than before. "Do you have the right 'stuff'?" She asked awkwardly.
"I think I saw some things in his draws." He answered with embarrassment in his tone.
"Then it will be fine. You just need to know what you're doing."
"I do." Lemongrab tensed up his entire body because of his overwhelming feeling of embarrassment. He wasn't meant to say anything, but it was too late.
"How? I haven't talked to you about that." Esme grew increasingly puzzled and worried about his answer.
"I just...you know... Watch a couple of videos." He blushed furiously. His whole face was almost red due to the rising feeling of regret in his stomach.
"Porn!?" Snapped Esme. Lemongrab was quick to correct her.
"No! Of course not! They were more... Educational." Esme curled her lips inward to avoid laughing out loud at her innocent friend. Nevertheless, she thought he was very grown up and mature to have done that instead of asked her about. He never had 'the talk' at school or from PB so he had to find out himself at some point. However, Esme was still going to relentlessly tease him about it.
"So that's why the history tab is clear when you give back my laptop." Lemongrab couldn't hold back his giggles either. It was either because he found it amusing or he was trying to cover up the fact that he was mortified. Either way, they left the subject behind them and finished up their drawing to say a friendly goodbye.
It was late afternoon the next day and Lemongrab was wandering to Lemonfriend's door with a basket of food and the usual blanket. It was almost a tradition now, that every 3rd date they return to the exact same spot and relax together after stressful days in the kingdom. Lemongrab approached the light brown door, which sealed Lemonfriend inside his room. After knocking lightly at the door, he awaited any kind of response. His sharp hearing was able to pick up the sound of soft footsteps making their way to the door. Once the creaky door was opened, the couple were finally allowed to gaze longingly in to each other's eyes. They both instantly became engaged by the glimmer behind their eyes and relished the presents of each other. Lemonfriend kindly invited Lemongrab in to his room, so he could give him a long-awaited kiss. He desired to be with him at anytime and anywhere, but their relationship was still secret, so in public they had to act like nothing was happening between them. It ripped their hearts apart and it let the hope bleed out of them, as they believe nobody would understand their love and react badly to the news. Nevertheless, the time they had was never wasted and they cherished every second they had.
Lemonfriend was just gathering up everything he needed for the date. "Sorry, I just need one minute."
"No problem. Take your time." Lemongrab politely replied. He placed the basket on the floor for a moment and took a place at the end of Lemonfriend's comfortable bed. Luckily it did not take long before Lemonfriend was prepared and ready for the date. He entered the room from his bathroom to hear an incoherent humming sound. It was in the style of a tune. He proceeded to follow the sweet humming, only to find the source of it was Lemongrab.
"You always do that." He said whilst giggling. Lemongrab snapped back to reality and was slightly oblivious to what happened.
"Do what?" He asked innocently.
"If you're left alone for just a minute, you start to hum or sing to yourself." Lemongrab blushed pure red and shrugged his shoulders with a cute, childlike smile on his face.
"Sorry, I don't know I'm doing it." He confessed. Lemonfriend started to chortle at his innocence.
"Don't worry. I find it sweet." Lemongrab stood up from the bed and lifted the basket off of the pale, yellow, stone floor with ease. Just as they neared the door, they both locked their hearing on to a familiar sound. There was a heavy pitter-patter on the window, like small fingernails were tapping on the glass. Turning round, the couple noticed droplets of cold water crawl down the mildly steamed-up window.
"Great. Now what? We can't go to the spot without getting soaked and we can't go anywhere inside the castle or town as people will see us." The pair of lemons racked their brains to find a solution on what to do. They bounced ideas back and forth, but every single one had a flaw in it.
"What if we just stay here? It's inside, nobody usually comes to my room after 6 and it's out of sight." Lemongrab promptly agreed with the suggestion and set the basket of food on to the table. Briskly, both of the men tucked in to the delicious nosh Lemongrab had prepared for them.
Once the food was all gone and their bellies were satisfied, Lemonfriend began to ponder on what to do next. Neither of them wanted the time to be over and as they had nowhere else to be, they had the opportunity to be together for longer. "What did you want to do now?" He asked. Lemongrab too was thinking of exciting ideas to help this date last longer.
"I don't mind. It's still raining out, so maybe there's something in here we could do." Lemonfriend looked around his room, however within moments he spotted a game on top of his wardrobe. With a twinkle in his eye, an idea sprung in to his head.
"I've got an idea." He jumped up from his seat and dragged his chair next to the hazel coloured cabinet. "Please can you clear the table? We need the space." Lemongrab was partially disconcerted by his lover's request.
"Sure, but may I ask why?" He asked whilst packing the basket with rubbish.
"I have a game of card wars up here somewhere. It comes with a board so we need the table space." Lemongrab had cleared the table ready, but was starting to question Lemonfriend's idea.
"Aren't we a bit old for that game?" Lemonfriend hopped down from the chair with the game in his hand and placed the chair back in its original position. He placed the game on the freshly clear table and replied to Lemongrab.
"In that case, we will make it more adult." Said Lemonfriend with a sparkle in his eye.
"How so?" Asked Lemongrab curiously.
"Well, what if every time a creature dies, that person has to remove an item of clothing." Lemonfriend's cheeky suggestion made Lemongrab blush and become increasingly recessive.
"So, we take off something until...?" Lemongrab was fearful of the answer.
"Until there's nothing else to take off, dumbo. Don't worry, it will be fun." Reluctantly Lemongrab agreed and took a seat opposite Lemonfriend. The cards were dished out evenly between the two lemonheads, while Lemonfriend refreshed the rules to Lemongrab. Once he understood the basics of the game, the intense match began. All four of their zones on the board were set up, allowing them to actually start attacking and killing each other's creatures. Just a few moves later, Lemonfriend had the perfect opportunity to kill one of his creatures with his legion of Earlings. "Oh dear. Looks like you need to take something off." He said in a flirtatious manner. The older earl placed his cards face down, in order to hide them while he removed his socks. "Seriously? Your socks."
"It's still an item of clothing." He replied sassily. "Besides, we should work our way up." Lemonfriend rolled his eyes sarcastically, as they both continued to play.
Time went by rapidly. Both the earls had lost the same number of creatures, meaning they both sat in the room barely covered. Just their boxers to hide their dignities. Lemonfriend thought hard about his next move. This was the decider. He could not find anyway of killing Lemongrab's last creature in just one turn. Lemongrab peered smugly at the board; he knew he had won from that point. Before he met his defeat, the move sprung out in front of Lemonfriend. It was hidden away from him, but had now made an appearance. If he brought his legion of Earlings back to life, any creature Lemongrab sent to attack would die from the scare. Lemonfriend placed his move confidently. Inside, Lemongrab thought he had defeated him, so he confidently sent his cool dog over to the other side of the board. It got to the edge of Lemonfriend's land, but his creature sprung in to action; the dog was killed instantly. Shocked, Lemongrab tried to recall what just happened. "Looks like your last creature is gone." Lemonfriend stood up enthusiastically and crossed his arms. "Now it's time for those to go." He peered down at Lemongrab's last item of clothing. Lemongrab gradually arose from his seat.
"Alright. I s'pose you won fair and square." Lemonfriend giggled childishly whilst unfolding his arms. Lemongrab bent his arms to hold on to the band of his boxers. He felt slightly embarrassed, as he easily slid them down his legs and stepped out of the only things keeping him safe from hungry eyes. Lemonfriend's smug look was quick to vanish as he took in Lemongrab's manly anatomy. He too felt his cheeks flush a blood red as he gazed at Lemongrab's majestic figure. He was only brought back to reality when he observed his lover step in front of him and gingerly pull down his own boxers as well. They were both uncovered in the cosy room. During the heat of the moment, Lemongrab close the minuscule gap between them with a swift, loving peck on the lips. He drew back to see Lemonfriend with his eyes softly shut and his expression slightly dazed. He suddenly remember Lemonfriend's story of his past and became panicked about his eager move. "Sorry. Is that...too far?" He whispered sweetly. Lemonfriend grinned cheekily. He shook his head abruptly and gave one single chuckle at Lemongrab's concern for him. He wanted more. So he leaned forward to meet Lemongrab's lips again. This time it was held a lot longer and more passionately. Both of their arms began to sneak around each other to draw them closer in to the long await embrace. Their excitement steadily grew, as every touch on their supple, young skin made them feel warm and tingly. Lemonfriend slowly stepped back, leading them both nearer to the comfy bed. Still held together by their devoted hug, they flopped down on to his bed with a muted squeak voiced by the frame. The more they moved their lips, the more their desires increased for one another's gentle touch. Lemongrab was on top of Lemonfriend, so began to put his 'self-taught tips' in to action. He stroked Lemonfriend's side and romantically traced a line all the way down to his outer thigh. He gave out a small groan, as Lemongrab continued to caress his body affectionately. To return the sensual embrace, Lemonfriend carefully bucked his hips up underneath Lemongrab and rubbed them together repeatedly. This caused a moan to escape Lemongrab hungry lips, while he was still attacking Lemonfriend's mouth with his tongue.
However he soon pulled away and gazed lustfully in to his eyes. Both breathless and yearning for more. Lemongrab tilted his head and began to tease and attack Lemonfriend's sensitive neck with tender nibbles, licks and kisses. This sent waves of pleasure over Lemonfriend's recessive body, giving him goose bumps. Now and again, Lemongrab would nibble on a spot which would intensify his pleasure and coax an incoherent whine out of him. With legs entwined, the couple continued to stroke and press against each other in a caring manner. They could feel their excitement grow higher and higher with every fond touch made between them. This was until Lemonfriend decided to enhance the moment further. Slowly and cautiously, he guided his hand down his lover's body to leniently palm his tender areas. He could already feel how hard he had become from just a few teasing motions. Lemongrab moaned in appreciation, as he finished his affection on his neck. As he peered in to Lemonfriend's tempting eyes, he bit his lip and thrusted his hips in to Lemonfriend touch. He was able to thrust Lemonfriend's hand against his own body as well, giving Lemonfriend pleasurable sensations.
Soon, the moment intensified as Lemongrab hovered above his partners panting body and placed tender kisses down his stomach, until he met his groin. He grasped Lemonfriend's erection prudently and lowered his head so it was only a few centimetres away. He paused. "May I?" Seductively asked Lemongrab. His voice purred deeply. Lemonfriend was overcome by lust, so it was impossible for him to verbally reply. Instead he closed his eyes and nodded his head vigorously; trying to mumble a 'yes' from his quivering lips. Seconds later, he snapped his eyes open, sat up sluggishly and peered down. With Lemonfriend's legs rested on his lowered, muscular shoulders, Lemongrab was using his long tongue to lick from the base to the tip of Lemonfriend's semi-erect manhood. All of a sudden, Lemongrab opened his mouth and engulfed Lemonfriend fully. He pulled his head back and then back down again, creating a repetitive motion which pleased Lemonfriend immensely. With each suck or lick, Lemonfriend saw fireworks burst in front of his eyes as he fell in to a dream-like state. Although it very extremely satisfying, he wanted more. He wanted Lemongrab to fully dominate him and use him. He wanted him to give him more pleasure. Not only that but he desired to please his lovers needs as well. He feared he would look too needy or slutty if he asked, nay, pleaded for Lemongrab to fully take his body, nevertheless he tried to spit out his desire to his partner.
"Le..mon..gr..ab, wait." Lemongrab stopped sucking on Lemonfriend, out of fear he didn't feel comfortable. He would hate it if Lemonfriend ever felt pressured by him. He let Lemonfriend legs drop back down as he crawled back up to meet Lemonfriend's glowing gaze.
"Is everything ok? Did I do something wrong?" Asked a contrite Lemongrab. Lemonfriend, with eyes still closed, shook his head to put Lemongrab's fears to sleep.
"Please..just...take me." Muttered a breathless Lemonfriend. "I want you." He kissed Lemongrab once on the lips. "Just dominate me." He kissed him again. "I'm ready. I want it." Once Lemonfriend finished his whimpering wish, Lemongrab felt full of lust, desire and affection. In order to obey his lover's wishes, he reached for a draw and yanked it open.
"I will do as you wish." Said an infatuated Lemongrab. "But I will get you prepared first." He rummaged around in the draw and pulled out some lubricant, wipes and two items of protection. He smooched his lover's neck to relax him and his nerves. Briefly, Lemongrab sat upright above Lemonfriend to put some lubricant on his two fingers. He set the bottle on top of the draws and led down, hovering over Lemonfriend. As a warning, he began to draw tiny circles around Lemonfriend's entrance. He was slightly surprised at first, but thanks to a few delicate nibbles on his Neck from Lemongrab, he soon relaxed completely and slipped his arms around Lemongrab's neck for comfort or support. Lemongrab felt him release his muscles, so saw this as an opportunity to insert one of his fingers in to Lemonfriend's tight opening. Lemonfriend winced from the sensation of his partners finger stroke the inside of his walls, but it felt so good. He was beguiled as to way he enjoyed it so much, because Lemongrab was barely doing any drastic movements; He just rubbed against his prostate. Lemonfriend was getting use to the feeling and was relaxing further in to thrust of Lemongrab's finger, so he pulled out almost fully and went back in with both of his fingers. Although it stung at first, Lemonfriend just led back and relaxed so the stinging was soon replaced with pleasure again. He began to imagine what it will be like with Lemongrab's erection instead of his fingers. Lemongrab was not a small man at all. Many men would probable dream to be his size, so he knows it will hurt at first, but if the pleasure is enhanced he would take him all. He couldn't wait any longer. He reached up to Lemongrab's ear and whispered with hitched breaths.
"Please...just..ta..take me. I'm re..ready for y..you." He moaned loudly after Lemongrab rubbed right against his sweet spot, but was quick to silence himself. Lemongrab gave him a cheeky glance showing he was happy to oblige to his wishes. He removed his fingers slowly and wiped over them with the wipes. He kept the wipe handy, as he reached for the protection. Both the men put one on, so the sticky mess was caught. Once Lemongrab's was on, he grabbed the bottle again to slick his length and used the wipe to clean his fingers again. He hovered over Lemonfriend, who had his legs spread open to allow Lemongrab to his pulsing entrance. Lemongrab lifted Lemonfriend legs up and bent them so his knees were near his chest. He remembered that this position was the most comfortable for the first time. Kissing Lemonfriend, he steadied himself between Lemonfriend's legs. Lemonfriend could feel his lovers bulge press against his young, tender ring.
"Relax." Lemongrab sounded alluring and was grumbled, yet he was still able to show tenderness. Lemonfriend breathed in and out deeply. Carefully, Lemongrab thrusted just his tip in to his partners tight, tender hole, so he could get use to the feeling. Lemonfriend winced and dug his nails in to Lemongrab's back from the intense sting arising from his anus. He shut his eyes tightly, but relaxed right after Lemongrab kissed him subtly. More of Lemongrab's length was forced in to the young mans entrance until he was fully inside him. Both men began to smooch when the length filled Lemonfriend. This was to avoid any loud moans or gasps to escape their lips. With a reassuring lick of the lips and neck, Lemongrab started to thrust his hips cautiously. This was the closest their bodies had ever been. Their pelvises and chests were pressed against each other as they rubbed their increasingly warm bodies together.
Lemongrab's out-of-sync thrusts had turned in to a sensual rhythm, as he continued to gyrate forward and satisfy Lemonfriend's desires and needs. Lemonfriend had wrapped his legs around the back of Lemongrab's thighs, in order to draw him closer and feel safe in his grip. With every buck of his hips, Lemongrab was able to reach the spot inside Lemonfriend that sent tsunami waves of pleasure over him. He wanted to scream and roar out his moans of satisfaction, alas he could not otherwise people would hear them. Although nobody's room was near his, people might casually walk past and hear him. Instead he made his moans and groan muffled by gently biting Lemongrab shoulder or tightly closing his lips; only one or two would be released from his lips. As for Lemongrab, he was grunting in to Lemonfriend's neck, as he nibbled, kissed and thrusted in to Lemonfriend. He lifted his head and looked down between his legs. Lemonfriend was fully erect and had white liquid already leaking from his tip. The older earl suddenly became extremely erotic and whispered provocatively in to Lemonfriend's ear. "Wanna make this even better?" Lemonfriend gave out a hitched 'yes' and allowed Lemongrab to do whatever he desired. Next thing Lemonfriend knew, Lemongrab had his arms wrapped around his back and he pulled him upright, so he sat fully on Lemongrab's boner. Lemonfriend arms swung around Lemongrab shoulders and he held on for support. Lemongrab journeyed only slightly deeper in to Lemonfriend, but it was still enough to coax a moan out of him. The rhythm of his hips started up again as he thrusted upwards. To intensify the penetration, Lemonfriend rose himself up and slammed back down in the same rhythm Lemongrab was thrusting in to him. The movements became harder and faster, the more comfortable they became. The lovers both felt like they were reaching the moment of pure ecstasy. Neither of them could help the moans of intense pleasure escape their lips. They would often mutter others names as well to encourage more thrusts and movement. Lemonfriend felt like he was losing his self control and begged Lemongrab to thrust hard in order to finish him off. As they both neared the end, they picked up the speed of the gyrations and their moans got a little louder. The bed began to rattle and squeak with every movement of the couple.
Lemonfriend felt his skin light up as he felt his climax approach. "Lemon...grab." He whimpered. "I'm so close." Lemongrab chuckled, but was soon cut short buy another wave of pleasure.
"Don't hold back. Just do it." He demanded. Lemongrab's large erect continuously rubbed against Lemonfriend's sweet spot, as he clung on to Lemongrab body for dear life. His orgasm finally hit him and it caused him to grip tightly on Lemongrab's body and drew him closer, as he flipped his head back in ecstasy. He clenched every muscle around his body, inevitably making Lemongrab's pleasure intensify and hastily finish him off as well. He rested his head on Lemonfriend chest and pulled him closer, gripping on to his young flesh.
They rode-out their orgasms before Lemongrab led Lemonfriend back down on to the bed. Sitting up he carefully removed himself from inside Lemonfriend. Both men were panting heavily while they removed their protection and threw them away in the bin. Lemongrab grabbed on to the covers and pulled them up and over the both of them, before he led down on his back next to Lemonfriend. Still panting slightly, Lemonfriend rolled his body over so he could cuddle up to his lover's side and feel warm again. As for Lemongrab, he had one arm around Lemonfriend with the other holding his hand, which was placed on his chest. "That was..." Lemonfriend began his sentence but had no clue how to end it. The time together was special. Fantastic. Not only that but it felt great.
"Was it ok?" Asked a modest Lemongrab. Finally the men had got their breathing down to normal, so they were able to engage in a coherent conversation.
"No, more than that. Much more." Said Lemonfriend dozily. He glanced down Lemongrab's chest to see Lemongrab's manhood push the covers up ever so slightly again. "In fact, I think..." Lemonfriend stroked his hand down the covers to fiddle with Lemongrab's erection again. "...someone is up for round 2." There was a familiar cheeky glimmer in his eye which made Lemongrab desire him even more.
"As you wish." The couple began to kiss again like at the beginning of the loving moment. Lemonfriend rolled on top of Lemongrab with his knees either side of him. The evening continued to be ecstatic and high energy. The fondness between the two was made stronger than ever before as they shared their first night with each other.
The morning song birds tweeted and sang their usually tune, as orange glowing Rays of dawn shone over the kingdom. The nights and early hours of the morning had begun to grow quite chilly, which made people want to stay in their snug beds and cuddle their cosy duvets or blankets.
Lemongrab awoke to a familiar feeling of warmth on his face and the low lying sun blinding him as he adjusted his sight. Before he revealed the world to his eyes, he remember about last night. He wasn't sure whether it was a deluded dream or reality. It felt so real. The way they touched their bodies lovingly and the pure ecstasy they felt. How he hoped it was real. After a brief moment of blindness, he opened his eyes to find himself in someone else's bed, in a different room, with different surroundings. He breathed in slowly and deeply before sluggishly turning round to face his right. There, led peacefully with his back to Lemongrab, was a tired Lemonfriend who was sound asleep still. He thought to himself how it was a delightful way to wake up. He had his companion to snuggle up to and to be the first face he sees to brighten his day. Lemongrab decided to wake his lover up by cuddling up to him, so Lemonfriend's back was on his chest. He snaked his arm over his hip and drew him closer. Lastly, Lemongrab rolled over slightly so he could delicately kiss Lemonfriend's neck. He placed 2 tender smooches before his partner began to wiggle calmly like a worm in the ground. He opened his eyes partially, but as he did Lemongrab whispered sweetly in to his ear. "Morning." He purred before planting another kiss on his supple neck. His voice was groggy and low, so it sent shivers down Lemonfriend's spine. He adored the sensation.
"What a nice way to wake up." He responded. He began to turn his body tardily towards Lemongrab who had now positioned himself on his back; holding his arm out to allow Lemonfriend access to his side and holding him in to the cosy embrace. The room had become dry and unpleasantly cold, so cuddling up to each other was the best feeling in the world. Lemonfriend gently put his head on Lemongrab's chest and snuggled in to him. He was still quite lethargic from the previous night, so he shut his eyes once more and dozed in the warmth of his adoring lover. As he began to nod-off again, he felt Lemongrab draw small circles on his shoulder, instantly soothing him. Not only that, but he could hear the rhythm of his heart beat pulsing in his chest. The repetitive beat made Lemonfriend unwind even further, like when a baby can hear their mother's heart.
Lemonfriend reminisced about the night they spent together. Although he enjoyed it immensely, he couldn't help wondering about how Lemongrab was so 'skilled' in that activity even though he had been with no one in the past. "Lemongrab?" He asked hesitantly. Lemongrab gave a quiescent 'mmm' as his weary reply. "You know you said you have never been with someone before me..." Lemongrab grew concerned and more alert by Lemonfriend's uncertain tone of speech.
"Yeah..." He replied
"Was that the truth?" Lemongrab had no need to think about his reply to the troubled Lemonfriend.
"Of course, I wouldn't lie to you about something small like that." He voiced confidently. "Why do you say that?"
"Well, it's about last night." Concern shadowed Lemongrab's mind. Did he do something bad or say something he shouldn't have said.
"What about it?" He asked with a worried tone. Lemonfriend scrabbled out of the cuddle so he could prop himself up with his elbow and look at Lemongrab's face.
"That can't have been your first time." He said assertively. Lemongrab lowered his brow to display a confused expression.
"What do you mean? It was my first time." He continued to look confidently in to Lemonfriend's eyes.
"I don't mind if you have been with someone before, just say."
"I haven't, I told you. Why are you questioning it?" Lemonfriend began to subtly blush, before he confessed his reasoning for denying Lemongrab.
"No ones first time is ...that good." He shrugged his shoulders and peered down in to mattress to cover up his embarrassed expression. Lemongrab chuckled. Relieved that nothing bad was bothering Lemonfriend. He pounced up and pulled Lemonfriend down on top of his breast. Slightly startled by Lemongrab's sudden action, Lemonfriend gasped as he landed on his lover's chest and was pulled in to yet another sweet hug.
"How are you so adorable?" Teased Lemongrab, as he whispered in to his ear. Lemonfriend had no intelligent or witty response.
"Shut up, I'm not." He replied. At that moment he could think of anything else to say, he was too caught-up in enjoying the comfortable, gentle moment.
However, their tender moment was soon interrupted by a dainty knock at the door. "Lemonfriend? Are you awake? Can I quickly come in?" The voice was high-pitched and sweet but well spoken. It was princess bubblegum! Panic overwhelmed both of the men as they scrambled apart from each other with haste.
"Quick. Hide." Whispered a flustered Lemonfriend. Panicking, Lemongrab practically jumped up and slipped under the bed. Once he was in position, Lemonfriend put in his acting skills. "Come in." He said lethargically. He was tried to act like he had just woken up. PB gingerly opened the door and strolled in to the room. Unaware of her other creations presents in the silent room.
"Sorry for waking you up, but I need that bottle you said you had, for my experiment."
"Oh yeah, they're on top of my draws over there." He replied, whilst yawning and rubbing his forehead. PB scanned the room and spotted the bottle hidden between a lamp and picture frames.
"Ah, thank you." Said the princess as she skipped contently over to his draws to collect the object hips he desired. As she turned round after picking up the bottle, she took one last glimpse around his room. Lemonfriend was led on his back with his head up and resting on his headboard. She peered at the clothes scattered carelessly on his floor and became extremely confused by one shirt in particular. "Hey, isn't that Lemongrab's shirt?" She asked curiously. Lemonfriend instantaneously felt hot in his face, as his heart raced. As for Lemongrab, he was lying helplessly on his stomach, wishing he had gathered up his clothes before dashing under the bed and hiding on the freezing floor. "Why do you have it?" Lemonfriend tried and tried to think of an intelligent answer. In his hysterical state, it was impossible.
"Well..." He started off with a shaky voice but soon pulled himself together. "We are similar, so we have similar taste in clothes. He gave it to me to borrow and wear for a while." Lemonfriend held his breathe. He desperately hoped for the princess to believe his tiny fib.
"Oh, that's kind of him, but wouldn't his clothes be too big for you? I mean, don't take this the wrong way, but he is more...bulky than you." Said the princess. Lemonfriend raised an eyebrow.
"Thanks." He said sarcastically. "No, it's fine on me. Just a bit baggy in places." He lied yet again. PB picked up said shirt and began to fold it up in her hands.
"Would you like me to take it to get washed before you give it back?"
"No no..." Lemonfriend instantly replied. "I was gunna wear it again today or tomorrow." PB rolled her eyes, but not before placing it on the back of one of his chairs. She noticed the cards sitting randomly on the table and became increasingly suspicious.
"Did you have a guest last night?" Once more, Lemonfriend felt under pressure.
"Yeah, Lemongrab. That's when I got the shirt."
"You're telling me, you two played card wars, he gave you his shirt and then he wandered back to his room shirtless." PB looked at Lemonfriend with a suspicious glance. His reply was a mere nod of conformation. PB snorted. "Kinda disappointing I didn't bump in to him." She said in a jokey manner.
"Oh my glob, seriously?" Lemonfriend tutted at the princess before throwing his body back down his bed, so he could lie down and doze. She giggled innocently while wandering back to his door.
"I'll be in my lab if you need me." She exited the room, oblivious about the guest hiding in the room, and closed the door. Lemonfriend exhaled deeply and was finally able to relax his whole body and mind. As he heard the latch of the door click shut, Lemongrab slowly emerged from under the bed and snuck back in to the warm bed.
"Thank god she's gone. I was freezing under there." He said as he snuggled the duvet in to his chin. Lemonfriend returned to his original position. Led on top of Lemongrab.
"Maybe more cuddling will warm you up." Lemongrab's only reply to Lemonfriend's request was an incoherent grunt. "What's made you grumpy all of a sudden?" Teased Lemonfriend. Lemongrab peered softly in to Lemonfriend's eyes before voicing his concerns.
"When are we going to tell her?" Just by the mention of telling PB made Lemonfriend sigh and feel disheartened.
"Don't bring that up now." He said agitatedly as he sat up right in bed. However he was closely followed by Lemongrab who sat beside him.
"I will bring it up now, because if we don't tell her she will find out eventually." Lemonfriend just peered at his twiddling thumbs with a hunched back. "Remember that we promised to ourselves that we would tell her when we were more serious..."
"Yeah... So?" Said a distressed Lemonfriend.
"So... What's more serious than making love? Marriage? Because if so, I think that's a bit too late." Said Lemongrab, as he continued to show his concern. "Come on, we need to tell her." Lemongrab's voice had become tender and quiet. He wrapped his arm lovingly around Lemonfriend's shoulder and rubbed his arm.
"I know we need to, but..." Lemonfriend cut himself off as he thought about his next words.
"But what?"
"But, I'm scared." Confessed Lemonfriend. Now that Lemonfriend said the truth, it made much more sense to Lemongrab as to why he was reluctant to tell her.
"Scared? Why are you scared?" Lemongrab grew worried about the reply.
"What if she...freaks out or doesn't understand? She did when I told her about Rogan. She could be horrible to us. Or tell others and they could gang up on us." Before Lemonfriend could continue his hysterical list of fears, Lemongrab butted in.
"Do you really think PB would do that? She created us and what does she say about all her creations?" He awaited an answer from his fearful lover, but when he gave him just a blunt stare, he kindly told him. "That she loves and cares about all of them. To her, you're like a son and a close friend. She's not capable to hate you. Trust me." Lemongrab pulled Lemonfriend down and tenderly caressed his back to reassure him.
"Ok... But please be with me when we do."
"Of course, we can both tell her. Everything will be fine." Before they settled back down to doze, Lemongrab placed a subtle kiss on Lemonfriend's head to put his worries to bed, while they continue enjoy the morning in each other's presents.
After Peppermint butler finished his usual morning errands, he entered princess bubblegum's lab to bring her freshly prepared tea for her, while she worked. "Here's your tea my lady." He announced his presents. "Just the way you like it."
"Thanks pep but." The princess took a tiny sip of the boiling content before continuing the experiment.
"I see you found another bottle." Voiced the butler.
"Yeah it was in Lemonfriend's room. I thought it was, that's were I saw it last." By mentioning Lemonfriend's name, the butler recalled a subject he wanted to discuss with the princess.
"Forgive me if I speak out of term my lady, but I wouldn't say if I didn't think it endangered the Kingdom." PB gave the butler her full attention at the mention of her Kingdom being in jeopardy.
"Continue pep."
"Well, have you noticed that the Lemongrab's have been acting strange over the past couple of months?" Asked the butler.
"I suppose they have been more secretive and shifty. But what's that got to do with anything?" Replied the beguiled princess.
"What if they are plotting together? They could want to take over the kingdom. They are the heirs after all." PB didn't believe the butler at first, but when she thought and focused on his point, she had noticed how closed Lemonfriend had become. If she saw him going out, he wouldn't go in to detail about what he was doing like he use to. She needed to know for sure to put her mind to rest. She couldn't concentrate on her experiment otherwise.
"I'll be back in a minute pep but. Could you keep my tea warm somehow?"
"Of course my lady." And with that the princess left her laboratory and headed in haste to her younger creations rooms.
Before she reached the turning to Lemonfriend's room, her hearing was draw towards bushed whispers coming from the direction she was heading. She crept up to the sharp corner and popped just her head out to suspect the area. She was greeted by Lemongrab's and Lemonfriend's figure standing outside Lemonfriend's room, with his door open. Lemonfriend was half way between his room and the corridor and was immensely close to Lemongrab. Their whispers were just loud enough and careless enough for PB to pick up a date and time. Maybe the butler was right? Were they planning something evil? Lemongrab might have lied about changing and was now back at the kingdom to persuade Lemonfriend down a route of evil deeds.
She continued to lip read to try and find out what they were discussing, but it was hopeless. But then, the moment changed dramatically. PB almost couldn't believe it when the two pulled together for a tender, intimate kiss goodbye. She felt like her eyes were glued one to the moment. She couldn't look away. Shock ran all over her body, causing her to feel light-headed and bewitched. Lemongrab pulled away from his lover and waved goodbye, while he strolled away; chirpy for the kiss. Lemonfriend entered his room without even knowing of the princess spying on them. As for the princess, everything she thought and suspected finally made sense. The reason they had become so secretive wasn't because they planned a take-over.
No.
The real reason was sickly-sweet and adorable. They were going out with each other and didn't want people to know. Simple.
Although she was relieved that the kingdom wasn't going to be endangered, she felt slightly angry that Lemonfriend didn't tell her about his new relationship. He told her everything. She knew that he dated men. Maybe it's because it's Lemongrab; another one of her close, genetic creations. But...
It didn't matter anymore. She knew what to do.
While returning to her lab, she planned to catch the pair off gurnard and confront them about the whole affair. But the question was how? She would have to think about it while sipping on her tea to calm her down. Her curiosity had taken her on a whole new route that she didn't understand.
