CHAPTER 96:

Make love to me

With the appearance of the moon up in the sky, the dinner party was called to an end. Guests abandoned the palace, servants were finally allowed a much-needed rest, and the royal family retreated to the peace and quiet of their rooms.

They would have hung together longer, but Jay's parents were completely exhausted, not habituated yet to being up until so late nor the commotion that accompanied any celebration of this kind. And Cole, Zane, and Lloyd had clearly teamed up to kick the newlyweds out of their shared bedroom in a subtle way of telling them to 'go and fuck each other senseless once and for all'.

So there the king was now, closing the door of the royal room behind himself, while Jay stood a few steps away, a shy beam on his face.

"Alone at last!" Kai let out a nervous chuckle, immediately regretting his choice of words. At least Jay didn't look bothered, the boy resolved to keep smiling and laugh with him. "I… I'm gonna…" Kai gestured while walking to the nearest lamp and lighting it up. Jay, too, helped him illuminate the place.

As they were done, the two boys stared quietly at each other for a few seconds.

Shit, the silence was maddening!

"Uhm, we should take off all this stuff…" Kai commented, shaking the several necklaces and bracelets on him. Although Jay wasn't wearing nearly as many jewels as him they must be heavy and annoying for sure.

After Jay nodded, Kai sat down on his vanity, taking off all the ornaments, —way clumsier than he would usually do— and saving them into the respective boxes and drawers.

"Where do I put these?"

Kai turned around and looked at the blue boy holding some of his own accessories in his hands.

"Uh, anywhere is fine. What's mine is yours too now, you don't need my permission to move around."

Without uttering another sound, Jay walked to the nearest piece of furniture and put down the jewels. Kai busied himself again, taking ornament after ornament. When he looked up in the mirror again, he saw Jay getting rid of the gorgeous jacket that had accompanied him all day. Underneath that masterpiece, Jay was wearing a long sleeve shirt that still matched the rest of the outfit, but what caught Kai's attention the most was that the fabric ended around Jay's ribs, letting his waist and flat belly on full display.

Oh, no…

Jay found his gaze on the reflection and came closer. "Can I help you?"

He pulled Kai up and his fingers took no time to fumble with the buttons at the front of the king's clothes. Every now and then the boy would raise his eyes and give a cute smirk at the Maharaja. Kai stood still as Jay opened the front of the jacket and shyly slipped his hands inside, pushing the article down his arms. That little action revealed Kai's chest, wrapped in a soft fabric that went around his waist and then up to his neck.

"These are very pretty, but they're flashy too," Jay commented, having evident trouble tearing his eyes away from the Maharaja's body.

"Uh, yeah…" Kai replied, feeling his skin burning under Jay's fingertips.

Another silence, another solid minute where the two young men just lost themselves into each other's eyes —and another spark reverberating all over Kai's being, crumbling his resolution of being a gentleman.

Danger, danger! The Maharaja's mind screamed when Jay leaned in slowly.

"Make-up!" Kai squealed out of the blue. "We have to take it off too…" His hands nervously flew up to his face, drawing circles. "Before going to bed…"

Jay stared at him in what appeared to be a mildly shocked expression, but then his usual contented visage came back with a nod.

With difficulty, Kai walked away. His breathing erratic as Jay's fingers slid down his arms as he moved. In the bathroom, the Maharaja prepared a couple of bowls with water, handed Jay a soft washing cloth, and got to work on himself.

The water felt like a gust of fresh air, it cooled the Maharaja's face so much that he wondered how red he must be at those moments for the liquid to feel much colder than usual. Kai let the water drops fall back into the recipient for a moment before he used the washcloth to take the remnants of the paint away. When he straightened back up, face almost completely dry, Jay was still there by his side; make-up untouched.

"Can you... do it for me, please?" He pleaded.

Was Kai imagining things or had Jay's voice acquired a new color? It had a luscious intonation he'd never heard before from the shy boy.

Stammering like a child, Kai grabbed the cloth and proceeded to wash his spouse's face. He applied the wet towel on Jay's cheeks, gently rubbing the paint away as best as he could. Jay's arms went around Kai's thin waist, anchoring his body to the other boy to make Kai's task easier, but in reality, it had the opposite effect on the Maharaja.

Keeping his hormones under control was becoming more difficult by the second. Jay was so close, his hips now flush with Kai's as the boy's grip on him didn't falter one bit. Those pretty puppy-like eyes showing up sometimes, gazing at Kai with adoration. And damn it, did Jay smell good! His scent filtered into Kai's being, searing his skin even more.

"I… I think you're d-done…" Kai attempted to lean away, but Jay's hands around him didn't seem to be ready to admit defeat.

With his face now clear of paint, Jay's effect on Kai grew tenfold stronger. As agape as the monarch had been when Jay made his appearance at the ceremony, Kai preferred Jay's natural beauty. It was how they had met. It was how Kai had fallen for him.

Entranced as he was, he didn't notice Jay's face approaching until the boy's lips were already on him. Jay's mouth captured Kai's, first gentle and shy, but the boy soon pushed harder against him with more passion.

Kai choked on a moan. Jay had never kissed him like that, and Kai was liking the change too much. Had the boy been practicing a lot with the others?

Jay's hands snaked up, resting next to Kai's collarbone, the tips of his fingers lightly caressing the monarch's neck. Kai then felt a sudden wave of warmth gather in his crotch under the teasing touch of his spouse.

"Jay…" He managed to push him away this time, only a small fraction, but it was enough to keep some distance between their bodies. "You… shouldn't do that," he murmured, looking away in embarrassment.

"Why not? You… You don't want me to kiss you?"

"No, no! I-I do! Of course I do!" Kai quickly amended. "I just…"

The Maharaja lost his voice. Jay's eyes fixed on him, unease was obvious in the sparkling blue pools.

"I don't want to scare you," Kai confessed eventually, incapable of looking at the other boy.

There was a long moment of silence in which Kai didn't know what to make of himself. The need to feel Jay's nakedness against his own was intense, but so was his desire to protect his love from any further harm. Both sentiments battling in his core.

A hand touched his face, pulling it up. Jay rested his forehead on Kai's as he bore holes into his eyes.

"You won't," Jay's words came in a whisper, but not even the low volume of his voice could mask his determination.

Kai was still trying to understand what he meant when Jay kissed him once anew, this time locking both of his hands behind Kai's neck, making it impossible for the boy to pull away from their connection.

"Jay-" Kai whimpered, feeling his resoluteness crack dangerously fast. His spouse, though, only brought him in closer to seal their lips together again in a scorching kiss that made Kai's head spin for a solid moment.

Shit!

Kai pushed Jay and trapped the boy against the countertop with a hard bump, the gingerhead didn't complain however, instead he grabbed harder onto Kai, looking forward to giving and receiving more kisses.

Kai was gobsmacked. The hunger, the passion in Jay's ministrations… Where was all of this coming from? He thought the boy would need a while to warm up to the idea of sex, but… Had the Maharaja, in an attempt to be the most chivalrous husband ever, completely missed Jay's hints as Cole suggested? Jay's hot breath against him said he had.

Oh, man...

Kai hooked his arms around Jay's thighs and replaced the boy on top of the counter, almost knocking over the remaining bowl of water in the process. He was pleased to discover that far from being anxious or scared, Jay reciprocated his passion, sometimes the boy even demanded more than what Kai initially intended to give.

Jay's tongue prodded at Kai's lips, asking for permission, which the king granted immediately before sending his equal forward and swirling around its friend.

"Fuck, Jay…" Kai's hands glided up and down Jay's torso, tickling, squeezing the little fat the boy possessed.

Jay panted against the sovereign's mouth as he was manhandled, eventually finding it in him to do the same and play with Kai's pecs under his clothes. The Maharaja grunted at the bold exploration. His dick twitched inside the pants, aching as it became harder whenever Jay ground back against him.

The blue shirt was suddenly on the floor. Kai had no clue when it had been discarded nor which hands had pulled it up Jay's head, sadly his attention span couldn't care about that type of detail at the moment. His mouth latched to Jay's neck, opening wide as his tongue pressed against the pale hot skin, and perceiving the strong pulse underneath. Hands traveled all over the boy's back, Jay trembled and squirmed all the while hugging Kai close to him.

When the Maharaja returned from the addiction of Jay's skin, the boy cupped his face and brought him in for another kiss that left them both disoriented and flustered.

"Jay…"

"Please… Make love to me," his spouse whispered, shy but zealous.

Kai didn't collapse right there by a short hair, but his heart did stop for a moment before sending him into a frenzy. Smacking his lips on Jay's, Kai devoured his new spouse, relishing in the feeling of the other boy reciprocating his sexual thirst.

With no reservations, Kai grabbed two handfuls of Jay's ass and picked him up. Jay gasped but quickly secured his limbs around Kai as the Maharaja transported them both back to the bedroom.

Good Gods, please forgive me if I offend you tonight, Kai prayed internally.

He was about to swear a whole lot.