Avoiding one's parent when they are angry at them wasn't easy for someone who didn't know how or where to disappear. Becoming a skill that Tomomi came perfect when his hide away was only apothecary found within a few feet outside castle's gate. New owner wasn't bothered one of the princes seeking her business as his means to hide from his father. Since he always came with a basket full of hand picked herbs or wild fungi from unpruned parts of castle's gardens. She's sort and place into their respect jar she keeps in full display in front half of her shop behind the counter. Not caring if, Tomomi stay up front to help her id handle customers that didn't know him or hang out in her back storage room. At the moment she was busy taking inventory of what she currently had before heading to market or forge. Just before she step up her ladder to check the higher shelves with a clip board in hand and eyes not watching the door.
Casually dress Zenon carrying a top-opening traveling mad of thick materials passing through the entrance pulling back his hood. Stopped just before the counter with a pained twitch to his body to ask where he may find the dwarf prince. What he got was a her pointing in the direction of her store room while asking how hard Caius pushed him. Had him describing his sparring and training this day as grueling without a long enough break for him to properly rest. Left her to offer him to stay the night with Tomomi and her so he could properly recover from being used a punching bag. Left him to take her up on the offer she made since returning to the castle empty handed would get in further trouble. She ended up waving him to finish his search for Tomomi with better things to do then hear about his day.
"I'll put together a blend to help your body to recover, "She further extended her kindness. "Don't want that body to tire out to soon."
"Am I missing something?" Zenon asked rather bothered.
Shiver that ran up his spine when he saw the way her face lit up with a disturbing smirk and one of her eyes brows twitching. Had him turning on heel of his boots and hurry toward where Tomomi with a guess on what was going on. Since that morning he was in groggy state when Tomomi tried to make an attempt on him in form of physical intimacy. Unlacing of fly his pants by those nimble fingers belonging to someone that held a glint of lust in their eyes. Fell completely through since the mood then was thrown off by mood being interrupted when they got unwanted visitors.
Left Zenon worried, that Tomomi have been completely turned off at the notice of ever stimulating a sexual partner by the use of his mouth. He came to dismiss when he stepped by the curtain divider used in favor of a door upon entering storage area. Aside the bag and his cloak were put before he searched for Tomomi some where within the clustered space. Plants hang off to side of the room were being dried out while crates of medium size came in small stacks littered the room. Path to a place out of sight in more the back area of the storage area was taken by Zenon as he walked. What he found was Tomomi on a beat up bench with upholstered back and seats with visible legs. He was sitting on the edge with his legs firmly planted on the ground and his arms resting a top his legs. His eyes were staring at the amber-ish colored liquid in his tea cup.
"Coin for your thoughts?" Zenon came to ask him.
Up Tomomi looked to see a face he hadn't seen since that morning when his failed to surprise him at his first real try. Had him shaking his head to get rid of the memory of when his father came charging into the room without much as a knock. To end up moving over some to make room for Zenon to seat beside and join him without much care for the tea. Sinking in on one side of him was so close to him that he could feel the familiar warmth that brought a faint smile. To only have a large arm wrap around his small waist and take hold before tugging him into the side of the warmth. Up he ended up looking up to eyes that were filled with content and admiration upon peering down at him in silence.
"I'll give you the equivalency of one yen." Tomomi lifted up the strange coin.
"Enough for me." Zenon kissed the hand that held that yen coin.
This was enough to tell Tomomi to try what he couldn't do that morning within the walls of his own room with Zenon. On to the upper thigh his placed one of his small hand before moving more closer with his eyes turning to knight's lap. He become welcomed to do as he pleased when his ear was lustfully whispered into with words of encouragement strung together. To have his other hand guided underneath the edges of Zenon's tunic until placed at fasten laces of a fly. Followed by a pronounce bulging was starting to form from the building tension of what was building up. Only added to the slow movement of the laces being undone one careful tug at a time as first layer of fabric prison gave way.
"Your actually remembered," Tomomi tugs art the band of Zenon's undergarment. "I feel honored."
"...you have come to be only one seeing me..." Zenon tried to speak.
This comment was all that Tomomi needed to give relief to harden virile member standing at full height by removing the last layer. Held back a moan the escaped Zenon's lips when he tried to keep volume of his voice down or being heard. All Tomomi needed to use his fingers and lips to explore new parts being exposed to him by young prince.
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Zenon had to carry Tomomi back to the palace after the two of them sample a few bottles of a Medicinal wine from their hostesses. First one was a drink that combines wine and the extracts and flavors of hemp harvested from countryside of Tildant and Fobal. Second one was a solution of opium in aromatizedsherry she got imported from Alpheine. Third was a Resveratrol wine was a wine made with increased amount of grape skins from countryside of Fobal. Along and many others that ended up putting the human prince in a tipsy state despite not swallowing anything. How he ended up being gently carried with one arm under his legs and the other supporting his back. Nestled in those arms as he was drawn to warmth of a clothed chest that held a muffled heart beat with smoothing pace.
Left to stay quiet through backstreets and alley ways before the servant entrance into the palace was taken to wing the royal lived. Walking in dimly lit hallways where light ore lanterns barely gave off enough brightness for one to see. Didn't stop the young knight in turning corners and walk passed corridors when he shouldered opened the doors. Reaching his destination with a passing maid being the one to open the door to Tomomi's bed room for the two of them. Earned her a thank you from the one who's arms full of a slightly drunk royal walking into the bedroom backwards. The maid wait until the door was fully closed and two had were further into the room to walk off in a hurry. Making her way further down the wall a means away before making an attempt to knock on set of familiar double doors.
"Your highness," The maid stepped away from the door. "Sir Rosas and Prince Tomomi have returned."
Movement behind those closed doors followed after a voice dismissing her from her duty and the for night happened. Whispers about gentle approach was going to be needed when one of those doors opened and out walked Caius. He tried to assuredly wave to Kouichi that he wouldn't start anything with their youngest one when speaking with him. Didn't let up even after Caius left their bedroom for their youngest son's by knocking on the door after proceeding toward. One advanced toward the door and opened to welcome him on the other side was a flushed face Zenon. Who excused himself from the room with a slight nod of his head as he side stepped to allow Caius into Tomomi's room.
"I'll returned when your done." Were Zenon's last words to Tomomi before closing the door behind Caius.
Odd tension from that morning slowly came back between the father and his youngest son over an age old topic both disagreed on. One that had to do with the Tomomi's chose in romantic partners being Zenon was Medina Nall Rosas' eldest son. Fact he was perusing a relationship with the newly knighted titan was a problem with his father.
"Did otousan send you or here to personal order me to break it off with Zenon?" Tomomi broke the silence.
"Kouichi was worried and told me to come here," Caius stepped forward. "Try to work things out."
On to the bed Caius sat with a weak smile on appearing on his face when he shared one of his most precious memories. Had to do when Tomomi was a human sized newborn baby of 5.5 pounds and 7 ounces with his first hours of life. How he used to fit in the center of just one of Caius' hands when carefully held during one of his first crying fits. Calming him down by humming a Tildantian lullaby when nothing else worked when Caius made his vow to always protect is youngest.
"You share Kouichi's fragile beauty and my kindheartedness," Caius spoke about what Tomomi inherited. "I think it's time I allow you to live your life."
"That's good," Tomomi reclined in his seat. "I want to make my relationship with Zenon known to the public."
Last part he mumbled about wanting all of Eustil to know he finally found someone he loved and wanted to be with. Led to the tradition that Tomomi had to wear a rather revealing attire, transparent fabric of double slit skirt and heavily jeweled inspired pieces; that made out the many details. Veil and single piece of fabric that make up the only undergarment was nothing like what Tomomi usually wore. Brought up where Kouichi's old outfit was in storage currently and the latest Tomomi could wear it.
"Right in time for social gathering that celebrates the founding of Tildant." Tomomi mumbled.
The two would part for the night with one staying sitting on his bed until someone else quietly entered as they moved. Making sure the creaking hinges of closing door weren't that loud or his footsteps on the floor weren't loud enough. Going through the process of discarding their cloak and brooch on armrest of a Tufted Club Chair in a small sitting area. His sword frog holster holder upon removing sheathed blade from his belt was next along with gloves and boots. Followed with by a basic outer robe he wore over his tunic and the belt/ sash worn around it for comfort. Allowed to move in the direction of the bed in a hurried pace where he crawled toward the center and reached toward Tomomi. Pulled the human right underneath him his massive body towering him in a compete and . Smirk that appeared on titan tilted his head as he lowered his face a mere inch away from Tomomi's own in complete utter surprise. The breath he slowly exhaled still carried a brief warmth that would had Tomomi subconsciously biting his lower lip. Taking in the sight of the Prince slightly shivering from the closeness of their faces as their clothed bodies barely touched.
"Up for something long and dragged out or quick and stimulating?" Zenon barely spoke in a tone above human hearing level.
Feeling of those nimble hands lightly pressed onto the heavy fabric to find the fasteners and start undoing the top ones. Not like he was going to get far into getting the first layer of Tomomi's clothes off when buttons were unfasten and skin exposed. When asked what he thought about their relationship being known to the fellow titans during founding of Tildant. This had Zenon pausing for second when remembering about the tradition royal family has when a new bride is shown.
"I rather be only one to see you in such finery." Zenon shared he was against the tradition.
"Are you sure your a Titan?" Tomomi asked with a laugh.
"I don't wanted your beauty shown in that way." Zenon wrapped an arm around Tomomi's small waist.
Tomomi ended up relocating to Zenon's side as he was told an age old story that young knight was told from his mother. One she spoke about when Kouichi first made his appearance to public view of high society of Titan country beside Caius. One that spoke of a timid and scared Kouichi was when he was glued to Caius' side while new faces recognized him. Portrayed as a silence smiled like a quiet doll and watched in shock as so many Titans unable to say a word.
"Not how my parents tell it," Up sat Tomomi from Zenon's side. "...I'm going to need to speak to otousan about this.."
"Mood ruined?" Zenon asked stayed in his laying position.
"Gomennasai." Tomomi spoke in his father's native tongue.
Somehow Zenon understood that Tomomi said without asking for him to repeat he said or looking to Kouichi for a translation. Ended up surprising the human prince when he said he was forgiven in the same language in hushed tones. That made Tomomi go wide eyed when he was told Zenon had been taking lessons in what the young prince been saying. Person who willing to teach him was Kouichi during the evening times when Caius was to busy with kingly duties.
"Your otousan was a little surprised about the request," The answer from Zenon had Tomomi biting his lower lip. "Made him nostalgic for his homeland."
Zenon would have gone on about the hours he spent in company of the once famed dwarf bride of Caius just learning Japanese. Moments started with two just exchanging words for casual conversation in passing when Kouichi are meals alone. Turned to spending tea times together when words transformed into the phrases and sentences one would used. Then stories were to follow as form of examples to use these new found words as a smile ended up being shown. Somehow underwent daily interactions at all times of the day or late into the night when Kouichi wasn't truly alone.
"...and my dad doesn't know?" Tomomi asked yawning.
"Not really." Zenon recalled little to no sign of Caius during those times.
amused hum passed the young prince's lips as he barely moved an inch before his eyes lids grew heavy. He felt his body becoming sluggish in movement when his head lulled onto a pillow. Blurring sight of Zenon reaching out to him was last thing he saw before falling sleep. Upon his side he ended up laying with Zenon left with a noticeable bugle ready to burst. He didn't have to will away when mood suddenly died as quickly as it started up. Leaving Zenon to undress prince into more comfortable clothing in which to sleep in those passing hours.
He'd stripped down to his tight-fitting, mini, under drawers with curved line on the back and side vents. Leaving little to imagination since one could make out the size and girth from outline. left a many whistling with a nod of