A/N: Finally getting to the good stuff (; Leave a review if you want more! I also have a Lon'qu x Reader (as Fem!Avatar) fanfiction going on if you'd like to check that out. Enjoy!
Frederick sat there in shock as the younger man pressed harder against his lips, surely this had to be a dream, the real Chrom would never do this. The real Chrom didn't feel this way about men. Then it dawned on him. The man's body tensed completely, slightly startling Chrom. Frederick then grabbed Chrom's shoulders, pushing him back as he held him in his grasp. He instantly regretted it as he saw the hurt in the beautiful orbs that were Chrom's eyes, but he knew he must ask. "M-milord...what are you doing? What if someone sees..." Frederick cursed him from stopping the man, he truly did enjoy the feel of his plush lips pressing against his own...but he had to be sure it just wasn't some impulse Chrom had. He had to know if this was real.
Chrom chuckled a little. "Frederick, my old friend, I was kissing you. You remember what that is, yes?" Frederick grumbled at the younger man's teasing, but silently wished for him to further his explanation. Chrom looked back into the horizon. "I'm sorry if I've over stepped my boundaries, but something inside me made me want this...want you. As for people seeing, I'm more afraid of what you think than what they do." Frederick's expression softened at his words. "To be fairly honest, I've been having strange feelings around you for a while. I wasn't sure exactly what they were, so I never mentioned them...but seeing you in your tent like that was a wake up call." Frederick blushed, face seeming more hopeful. "Milord...what are you saying?"
Chrom sighed through his nose, a smile lightly tugging at the corners of his mouth. He turned to face Frederick completely. "I'm saying I have feelings for you, Frederick." Those words made Frederick's heart burst into a million pieces, bliss radiating from him completely. He couldn't help the large smile that began to plaster his face, nor could he stop himself from embracing the smaller man in his arms tightly. Chrom tensed in shock, but quickly softened into his touch as he returned the embrace. "I have feelings for you as well, milord.." With these words Chrom's head shot up with a bright smile, jumping up to reattach their lips. Frederick was shocked yet again, but returned the kiss regardless. Both men's cheeks were bashfully pink as they began to move their mouths together.
At first it was timid and very sweet. Their lips pushed against each other, so soft and warm. Frederick felt his heart skip a few beats. He's wanted this since the day he met the man, it may have took him a few years to realize that but once he did, he'd been aching for him. He was always good at containing himself and having total self control, which he was in dire need of at the moment. He didn't want to push the other-and to be quite honest, he wasn't sure how to handle this since he's never done it before. Frederick remained calm and collected, holding his desires back as he enjoyed the contact he made with his love...that was until Chrom licked Frederick's lower lip and made him lose his mind. Suddenly his hold on the younger man tightened, pulling back with a wild smile as he leaned back down and fiercly shoved his tongue down the his throat. Chrom was shocked at Frederick's aggressive response, but he had to admit he rather enjoyed it.
The kiss deepened as both explored each other's mouth, not missing a single crevice. Chrom grabbed onto Frederick's clothed chest for support, smirking as he realized the other man wasn't wearing his armor. Frederick mistook this as an advancement and reached an arm around to Chrom's front, snaking his arm under his shirt. Chrom pulled back in both shock and as a reaction to Frederick's freezing hands. He fell backwards, Frederick following as well. The older man knelt between the younger's legs, arms boxing him in at either sides. Chrom lay below him, panting just as much as he was. They stayed in that position, looking at each other. Frederick was in a complete haze. His heart was filled with bliss and his brain felt drugged with a long standing arousal for the other. He saw the man below him and wished to ravish him, pleasing him in every way possible. Frederick licked his lips, ready to dive in for another kiss until his vision focused and he saw what state Chrom was in.
The man below him wore a very shocked expression. He was panting heavily as his blush deepened, chest gasping for air. Frederick had went too far too fast! He jumped off of Chrom swiftly, rolling onto his back beside him as he grasped both sides of his head, blushing furiously. "I-I owe you an a-apology, milord. It was never my intention to act in such a crazed manner. M-may you forgive me?" he breathed out. Chrom chuckled, making Frederick look at him with wide, confused eyes. "I rather enjoyed it." Both men blushed heavily at his words. "O-oh. I enjoyed it as well." Frederick responded, embarrassed. "Then why'd you apologize?" Chrom turned to him inquisitively. Frederick sighed "I didn't want to make you uncomfortable, milord." Chrom grabbed Frederick's hand, making the older man look at him. "Says the man who put up naked posters of me in every tent to raise morale." They both chuckled at the memory. "And it's 'Chrom'...please." Frederick's heart fluttered, being able to use just his name was an honor. "As you wish, mi-Chrom", smiling as the name left his lips. "My Chrom...I like the sound of that." Frederick blushed at the other's words, though quite honestly he liked the sound of it too. "My Chrom..."
Chrom shivered once more, making Frederick pull the blanket up for both of them. They sat on top of the hill, watching the sky and making idle chitchat. Even in moments of silence, both enjoyed each other's company. Frederick turned to say something to the younger man, but he saw that he was asleep. Smiling, he picked him up with the blanket wrapped around him as he headed down the hill.
Everyone in camp was asleep as he carried Chrom bridal style to his tent. Frederick entered and was met with a small draft. "I'm going to have to patch that hole tomorrow." He laid the unconscious man on the cot, enjoying every last second of holding him. As he pulled the covers over Chrom, the younger man's eyes opened slowly. Frederick couldn't help but admire how adorable he looked. "F-Frederick..." he whispered, reaching up to grab the older man's collar, pulling him down slowly. Their lips met once again as Chrom continued to pull Frederick down onto him. Both men were blushing as Frederick hovered over, lapping at Chrom's tongue with great interest.
Soon the kiss began to heat up once more, tongues dancing against one another. It started to become sloppy, saliva dripping onto each of their chins as the wet sounds of their mouths making love filled the tent. Frederick felt himself become incredibly aroused, cock twitching against his underwear. "Frederick..." the blue haired man moaned lightly between pants. Frederick couldn't take it. He knew if he were pushed anymore, he would take the younger man like he had wanted to for so long. Chrom's thigh suddenly rubbed Frederick's private area, resulting in a large groan from the bigger man and a shocked expression from the smaller. Frederick was rock hard and throbbing for Chrom already.
With that, Frederick jumped to his feet, making his way towards the exit hurriedly. "I-I apologize for my body reacting in such a way" he panicked, picking up the pace as Chrom sat up. "Frederick, w-wait!" The knight stopped in his tracks, torso slightly turning to see what the prince wanted. Voice shaking, he began "...You're the most capable knight of Ylisse. You were assigned to take care of me, isn't this correct?" Frederick turned to him completely, uncertain of the man's intentions for stating something so factual. "Yes", he responded simply. Chrom blushed once again, shifting himself provocatively as he laid down, pulling down the blanket, letting Frederick see that he was just as hard as he was.
"Then take care of me..." he whispered.