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Pierre: This one is the request by StarlightBreaker. Chrome96:Sorry for my long disappearance. I had technical difficulties. Enjoy! Pierre could only shake off his feelings of exhaustion that he felt as the path to the next village seemed never ending. Vilof on the other hand seemed to be having no troubles with the walking. Pierre silently cursed the demons high stamina. "Pierre I grow bored of walking is there a place nearby that we can rest." Vilof's voice interrupted Pierre's mind rant.

"I not really sure, Lord Vilof. I'm unfamiliar with this area." Pierre responded after a short period of thinking. Vilof made a small 'tch' noise of annoyance.

"You useless." Vilof slightly growled out as Pierre sighed softly. How many times has he heard that now? He had lost count. However before another word could be spoken a small wooden hotel came into view. Another look told the blonde that it was a hot spring. Vilof had already slipped his way into the building far ahead of Pierre. He picked up his pace and caught up with the prince that was talking with the lady in the front desk. "Your slow, Pierre."
Vilof commented before grabbing the keys that the lady was holding out.

"I'm sorry." Pierre apologized as he followed Vilof's fast pace to there room. Pierre looked around at the Japanese decorated halls. How odd it was for there to be such a hotel in the middle of the path. He was just glad to be able to put all this stuff down for once. Their luggage was heavy to be carrying around for so long. When they entered the room it was not that different than the halls. However there seemed to be only one bed for them. Pierre couldn't fight the small flush that crept on his face. 'Surely there has been a mistake' Pierre thought to himself as Vilof seemed to be glaring at the offending thing like it would duplicate under his gaze. "Um.. Lord Vilof?" Pierre began but was cut of by the prince shoving his coat in Pierre arms.

"I'm going to the hot springs." Vilof said walking away without another word. Pierre was left to drop the stuff on the ground and follow him.

"Lord Vilof please don't wonder so suddenly." Pierre said jogging slightly to keep up. Vilof turned and glared at his assistant that made him flinch. Vilof had been acting strange lately and acting very cold toward Pierre. The black haired male was talking less and less whether out of being bored or something else Pierre could not say for sure. The walk to the spring was surprising short however this was probably due to the speed Vilof had been walking at to get away from Pierre. As the ex-prince caught his breath Vilof undressed and left already. Pierre sighed and took off his usual formal attire and the ribbon that tied his long hair up. His blond fell gently onto his bare back before he tied a towel around his waist. With so much skin showing Pierre flushed a light pink and stepped out into the pooled hot water. Pierre slips in and doesn't look up at Vilof out of embarrassment. However after a long period of silence Pierre decides to speak up. "The water feels very nice right, Lord Vilof?" Pierre offered only to get a glare of annoyance. The blond frowns and looks down into the water.

Vilof looks to his attendant's crest fallen face and sighs. He puts his hand on Pierre's head, shoving the boy a tad forward, and ruffling his hair.
"I'm not mad." Vilof says slowly as he chooses his words carefully. "This journey is taken longer than I expected." Vilof will proceed to act like he never did this after this day. However, seeing a smile of relief on Pierre's face was certainly worth it. Vilof flushed a dark red and looked away so the blond could never see. He begins to play with the restricting necklace that hangs over his neck. He carefully moves it over his head and removes it before placing it on the nearby stones. Vilof feels the wings on his back release pleasantly as Pierre realized what has happen.

"Lord Vilof!" Pierre says with a mixture of scolding and surprise in his tone. Vilof seems all to happy with his sharp teeth and boned wings.

"What is it Pierre." Vilof says as he gets a little to close for comfort that makes Pierre back up right into a wall. Vilof gripped Pierre's chin and lifted if upwards. Pierre was in a loss of words and could only fumble and stutter as he flushed a deeper red. Vilof seemed to get irritated by all the mumbles of his loyal companion and he seal the young blonde's lips with his own.

Chrome96: I'm probably going to have a sequel to this. I'll upload that in one or three days.

Chrome96: Thanks for reading and request are once again welcomed.