Chapter 5

He laid there waiting for the door to be opened to see Charles. He got up and started to pace up and down hoping his lover and best friend once more. He heard the door unlocked as his heartbeat began to increase with impatience. Every minute appeared to be an hour to Henry as he saw the door open.

"Henry, I want to..." Charles whispered. Henry immediately ran to him as he grabbed Charles in his arms and kissed him on the cheeks and lips repeatedly.

"I miss you so much. I've longed to see you. Three months without you was torture in my heart. I ..." Charles placed his finger over Henry's mouth to silence him. Nothing but their eyes and breathing filled the room as Charles caressed Henry's cheek. Then a sudden sharp blow hit Henry as he felt his cheek turned red and heating pain. Henry stood there in shock as he places his hand over his cheek.

"I probably deserved that." Henry calmly said as he stroked his cheek.

"I must know something." Charles stated as he stared on Henry with eyes of content. Henry knew that Charles was serious about this.

"Yes? Anything you want to know." Henry said with glee.

"After all of this, would you promise me that you would calm your temper with me and if I had displeased you that you would inform me of my mistakes instead of acting like a spoiled child? You better consider my feelings despite anything or anyone shall try to encounter us or come in between us. Do you understand?" Charles asked as he took up a knife in his hand. Henry stared at him for a moment without hesitation agreed to this promise. Charles handed him the small knife as he looked on Henry.

"Use this knife and promise me." Charles commanded. Henry was not used to taking orders from someone but he was willingly to take this chance for Charles.

"I Henry the Eightieth, your loyal master and eternal lover, make a promise that I would calm my temper and I would inform you of my displeasure of you and that you would do the same for me. I would consider your feelings at all times and not make anything or anyone comes in between us." Henry cut his arm and he made sure that the cut was not deep and painful to the wound. Charles smiled as he saw Henry staring on his blood slowly running down his arm.

"Now that is over, how was the court been without me?" Charles sat down in the seat with his arms folded.

"I appointed a new lady in waiting for the queen." Henry said quietly.

"Really? Why? Does not she have enough as it is?" Charles laughed but realised that Henry was not doing the same.

"What is her name?" Charles said in a serious tone as he tapped his fingers against the table.

"Anne Boleyn. She is really pretty no, not pretty, gorgeous but not as gorgeous as you." Henry said. "Do you forgive me Charles?" He asked with his pales eyes keeping his stare on the young duke.

"Anne Boleyn, why do you speak so joyful of her? Don't you have eyes for me and me only?" Charles asked avoiding the question. Henry sighed deeply; he knew that Charles was easily jealous of any woman or man that he came in contact with, especially women who he took a fond for.

"Yes I only have eyes for you. Do you forgive me?" Henry asked once more.

"I would not be here if I did not." Charles started to laugh as well as Henry. The room was filled with laughter and joyous moment that Charles was thankful to be on the king's good gracious once more.

Henry got up and walked over to Charles as he gently caressed his cheek with his finger. Henry heard him make a soft moan from his mouth, then Henry slowly wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed Charles' earlobe, inch by inch, his lips brushed along his pale skin to his neck. Charles tightened his grip on the armchair, feeling Henry's supple lips trail down to his shoulders gave an ecstatic rush of ecstasy through his body. All he wanted to do was drive Charles' body crazy and like always take control of his young lover.

"...Charles, you are mine and mine only." He whispered as he slowly lifted Charles' undershirt.

"Yes. I am forever yours...Henry..." Charles said as he felt Henry's tongue circle around his belly button.

Henry immediately pulled Charles' pants and pushed his hand, feeling the duke's hardened erection. Henry licked his lips as he took it out and licked the forbidden tip of Charles' succulent member. This drove Charles' mind and body insane. He wanted Henry to suck it on it fully, feel his whole staff covered by Henry's watery mouth. Suddenly Henry moved his lips to the side of Charles' shaft, slowly moving up and down, he heard Charles make soft pants as Henry decided to pick up the pace even faster. Henry's mouth once fully covered Charles' shaft, he tried to go deeper but it was too big for him to handle. Henry did not mind a challenge; he went on his knees and with all his might pushed his head further down to point where he could feel Charles' soft pubic hair on his upper lip. Even though Henry felt as if he was going to vomit, he was overjoyed to hear Charles' thunderous moaning his name repeatedly. Henry released his mouth of Charles' meat and started rubbing his hands all over it, his hands moved up and down, faster and faster.

"...Henry...I am going to...cum..." Charles' whispered. Henry could feel Charles about to climax but he suddenly stopped as he smiled at Charles.

"W-why did you stop my lord?" Charles stammered as he looked on him with confusion.

Henry suddenly got up and licked his fingers of Charles' white juices then he reached to one of the lit candle stick in the room as he walked towards Charles.

"Take those pants off." Henry commanded. Charles quickly obeyed as he stripped off everything including his under shirt. Charles stood there naked as he licked his lips staring into Henry's pool of grey.

"Now lay down on the table." Henry commanded. Charles did as he was told breathing heavily waiting for Henry to please me. Henry crawled on top of him then he slowly allowed the hot wax of the candle to fall on Charles' pale skin, from his ankle to his neck.

"...Henry it burns...please stop your majesty." Charles pleaded as he stared back into Henry's eyes. Henry smiled as he kissed Charles' soft lips then he used the hot candle stick to rub against Charles' outer forbidden area.

To feel the hot melted wax trail down his entrance was burning into his skin as well as his desire to fulfil Henry's demands. Charles did not expect Henry to slowly push the end of the candle stick in his hole of bliss. As hot substance entered, Charles bit his lips in pain and grabbed one of Henry's arms but at the same time he felt that he wanted Henry to enter him as soon as possible. Henry loved the look of pain on Charles' face; he then pushed the candle stick even further into Charles' succulent entrance as he made a soft moan in Charles's ear.

"...Please...Henry...Enter me...I cannot take this anymore..." Charles begged. Henry scoffed as he gently caressed Charles chocolate brown locks leaving the burning candle inside of him.

"No...Let me torture you more..." Henry stared deeply into Charles' eyes as he kissed his lips. Slowly getting up from his body, he then used his hand to fiddle with Charles' member once more while using the other hand to push the candle in and out of Charles' gap of pleasure.

"...Henry...Henry! Henry!" Charles shouted as he clenched tightly the edges of the table cloth. He bit his bottom lips as hard as possible, feeling the push and pull forces of Henry's hand pleasing both of his horny succulent parts to his demise. Charles felt as if he was about to reach his climax, when he did not feel the candle stick in his hole or Henry's hand moving on his member. Charles looked up to find Henry lying on his knees, kissing softly his succulent opening and licking it with his wet tongue.

"Are you okay Charles?" Henry asked in a soft whisper. He got up from his knees and crawled on top of Charles' body, staring into his chocolate brown eyes. Nothing but Charles panting filled the room as Henry caressed Charles' cheek and lips with his finger.

"Your...majesty..." Charles whispered. He was still trying to recover from the momentous experience of ecstasy he had with Henry. Henry silenced Charles with his lips as they evoked in a passionate kiss filled with their saliva and tongues battling for dominance and desire for each other.

"You're up for another round?" Henry asked as he stroked Charles' brown hair.

"Yes. I want you inside of me now...Please my lord." Charles whispered as Henry got up once more and decided to use his finger to insert Charles' opening.

"...You're already wet. Are you sure you want me inside of you now?" Henry teased while rubbing his own member in his hand.

"Have not you been listening? I am demanding you to enter me NOW!" Charles screamed. Henry chuckled at Charles; he had never seen Charles beg for it, he usually tries to stop it before anything happens.

"...I was only joking...I find you irresistible when you beg...it turns me on..." Henry whispered as he held onto Charles' legs on his shoulder and slowly entered his massive member in Charles' hole.

"...Now my love...let me please all your requests..."Henry whispered as he began to quicken his thrust even more.

Breathless moans and outcries from both their throats were echoing in Henry's ears. He was pounding Charles with all his might as he felt as if climax was about to come. Henry wished for him and Charles to be together for all eternity and that his kingdom would be able to accept men who loved men in his realm. Henry had Charles at his control, Charles' muscular back bent over the toppled chair as Henry's hand was running along the spine suggesting that Charles only belonged to him and no other. Henry had an ecstatic rush and friction with built desires when his hand returned to its former place. Thrust after thrust, both of them shouting triumphantly, yet with no sound, echoing 'You're mine! You're mine!'

"...Henry I am going to cum! HENRY!"Charles screamed. Grabbing onto Charles' hip once more, Henry felt as if he was about to climax himself.

"CHARLES!" Henry shouted as he felt a relief of juices poured inside of Charles' opening. Henry collapsed on top of Charles as they both tried to catch their breaths. Henry slowly rolled off Charles as he placed his hands behind his head panting away. Charles lied on his chest listening to the heartbeat of his king.

"I am so happy that you came back to me Charles." Henry said. Looking into Henry's eyes, Charles smiled as well.

"I am always here for you, Henry." Charles replied.

As the morning passed on, Henry was filled with happiness and content that Charles and him were happy once more. He felt like to give every official at the court a promotion or some form of high position. Titles of knights to property owners were given to his teacher and long time colleague Thomas Moore, he even gave his daughter Mary the most expensive property in all the kingdom. He was filled with joy that he even participated in the jousting tournament and allowed each of his dear friends – Knight and Compton to beat him in the competition and win some titles. After the sun began set in the grey skies illuminating the bright yellow streaks, Henry sat on his chair eating his meal. Across from him with her hands neatly placed in her lap, her long flowing black tresses, sighing into her food. Katherine saw it very unusual for Henry to be so happy about something or someone.

"Henry...I am so happy that you have welcomed Mary to court. Everyone welcomed her, you should be proud." Katherine softly said while she kept her gaze on the young king.

"I am proud of her. Katherine..." Henry rose from his seat, walked over to Katherine and slowly caressed her cheek with his fingers. He kissed her gently on her forehead then he walked towards to the window. Henry did love Katherine in every way possible but he could not imagine the thought of making passionate love to her. After all she was three times his age and her body was primeval or not up to par with Henry's expectations much less she was not capable of bearing children.

"I do not like her." Katherine said plainly rubbing her hands.

"Who are you talking about?" Henry asked as he looked on the greenery lands.

"Lady Anne Boleyn. She hates me and I know she does. There is something up her sleeve." Katherine replied as she got up from her seat and breathed deeply.

"Lady Anne shows nothing but kindness towards you. She even spoke to me about having her chambers near to you so she can serve you better." Henry replied with a smile.

"Well I don't like her. She's just a puta who you admire." Katherine said.

"A puta? Katherine, you have it all wrong. Lady Anne is a gracious woman who would not even hurt a fly." Henry walked towards the door and left.

"Charles! We need to go for a hunt...just for old time sake..." Henry winked at him as he rubbed his chin. Charles made a small laugh until the duke of Buckingham insisted that he wanted an audience with Henry.

"Send him in." Henry announced as he sat down in the wooden chair. He could hear the heavy footsteps of the duke striding with the heavy heaving of his chest moving up and down. The duke stood in front of him with his fists clenched and his eyes filled with anger and frustration.

"I just caught Sir Antony Knight infiltrating with my daughter." Henry heard this and recalled his memory of making a deal with Antony Knight to have sex with her for one hundred crowns in turn which he totally agreed to. Henry licked his lips and breathed deeply as he kept his stare on the duke.

"Mister Knight has brought shame to my family. I am demanding that you bash him for court with whatever punishment your majesty sees fit." Henry slammed his hands on the wooden table as he rose from his seat.

"There will be no punishment. Unless your daughter accused Mister Knight of rape does she so claim? Does your daughter claim that Mister Knight raped her?" Henry shouted as he kept his constant stare on him. He was getting annoyed with duke; he wanted to spend the rest of his morning with Charles.

"She does not need to! The offence is against me and against my family!"

"As far as I know there has been no offence so there is no need for any punishment." There was an awkward silence between both them. Henry's eyes kept on his dark brown ones as they both stood there with Charles in the background with his arms folded. He definitely enjoying this entertainment at this time, it was nice to see some rivalry between them.

"Your majesty..." Buckingham sneered as he stomped off. Charles looked on Henry who started to smile.

"Now shall we go hunting?" he asked as Charles followed him outside of the court.

Henry rode on his horse as he could feel the rush of the wind in his face as he followed Charles deep into the forest. He was very excited to spend another moment with Charles. Charles suddenly came to a halt as he breathed in the fresh air through his nostrils, he could hear Henry's horse straddling up towards him.

"Why did you stop Charles?" Henry asked as he held the reins of black horse.

"I just felt that this time should be precious to us. Come with me Henry" Charles got off his horse as he leaned on the trunk of the tree. He saw Henry smiled as he removed his shirt showing his sculpted abs and upper muscular chest. Charles licked his lips as he watched Henry coming forth towards him. He could feel Henry's breath on his nostrils as he felt Henry's soft lips against his chin. Charles closed his eyes as he felt Henry's tongue trailed down from his neck to his stomach.

"It is such shame." Henry whispered.

"What is?" Charles asked. Henry traced his fingers against the string of Charles' under shirt then slowly lifted it to show Charles' stomach.

"It is a shame that we do not spend a lot of time together."

"Well now that I am back at court, there is no need to have shame." Charles started to laugh as did Henry.

"I love your laugh, Charles. I enjoy every breath you take and love seeing the reactions when I make passionate love to you." Henry kissed Charles' belly button. Henry noticed that Charles had something on his mind; he always had that look when something was bothering him. 'Why does Charles always do this? I try to be romantic for once for him and he always ruins the moment with such little things? I want to shout at him and hit him sometimes to realise that such things do not matter to me. My only desire is to him and no one else. But I must control my temper. I at least owe him that for all the trouble that I have put him through.'

"What is it?" Henry asked.

"Do you like Anne Boleyn?" Charles asked as he gulped. He was not sure how Henry would react to this. He knew that Henry had his eyes on her but there were times that he would go over the top to win a woman's affection.

"Why?" Henry asked.

"You cannot answer a question with a question."

"Do you think that I would like her? Charles I only have eyes for you and no one else...not even my wife...what makes you think that this girl would be any different?" Henry sounded a bit annoyed with Charles but he had to calm down. Charles had a sigh of relief to hear that he did not share the same feelings for this Anne Boleyn.

"Now where were we?" Charles asked as he grabbed Henry closer to him, touching his lips with his.

Anne stood there with her arms folded as she paced back and forth trying to come with an idea to meet Henry and get him alone for once. He was always with Mister Brandon as if he could not be a part from him or be separated from him. She began to wonder what kind of real relationship that they had with each other. She despised Charles, everything about him and his ways just disgust her. She sighed deeply as she lay on her bed fiddling the ends of her long brown locks with her fingers. She had to make herself more desirable to Henry, to make her as a wanted treasure that he had to possess at all times. She got up from her bed as she heard on a knock to her door. She was not in the mood to see anyone but Henry. 'I cannot grow to love him. I must do everything in my power to achieve my goal.' She opened the door to find no other person than the duke of Buckingham with his bright red hair and beard, he looked as if he wanted to desire her but there was something else that ran through his mind.

"Good morrow, my duke. What brings you to my adequate chamber?" Anne smiled as he quickly let himself inside. She closed the door behind her as the duke stood with his arms folded.

"Lady Anne Boleyn, you come from a long great line of nobles and lords. You're new to this court?" he asked in a rough tone. Anne could tell that this man had certain resentment with the court or with Henry himself.

"Yes I am. But I am getting use to it." Anne replied calmly.

"What do you think of the king?" he gritted his teeth as he kept her stare on her.

"Well he seems nice but I would rather see someone better on the throne...Someone who would know how to handle foreign affairs without throwing a tantrum. I believe..." Anne began to walk forward towards the duke. She leaned on him with her hands slowly caressing his armour as her washed blue pearls remained fixed on his dark brown ones.

"I believe that you would be much preferred to sit on that throne and rule this country with an iron fist." Anne whispered. Buckingham seemed please to hear this; finally someone did not worship the king and saw eye to eye in his wishes.

"How do you propose we do this?" Buckingham asked her. It was odd for him to ask a woman for help but he knew what Anne was capable of and who she knew at this court and others. She was not a woman to be underestimated for.

"Well...as a noble and lord, you would make sure that some of the nobles and lords know of this. Lords who would trust you and would not waiver against you...those who are loyal to you and you alone."

"How do I know that you would be the same?" the duke kept his stare on her to see if she shown any sign of vulnerability.

"Because I know that you would succeed at this and there is no need for me to betray you. But if you betray me, I'll make sure that your days of high position would be numbered." She said firmly. She saw fear in Buckingham's eyes as he stepped back.

"Now, this is what you are going to do...you are going to come in front of his majesty at this New Year court. He reaches his hand out to you; you gently take it and say 'Your majesty'. You remove the small knife from your purse and then...Assassinate the king." Anne began to laugh out loud as the duke stared on her with shock. Maybe this plan might actually work. Assassinating the king? The king of England murdered and the new king and the original ruler of the kingdom...Buckingham was going to be ruler of the throne. Anne sat down in the chair with her legs crossed as she watched Buckingham become overwhelmed with the plan. 'Buckingham, you are in for a rude awaking.'

A/N: Yeah Another chapter completed! Charles and Henry are back together again YAY! Does Henry really mean that he had eyes for Charles? Did he lie about his feelings for her. I am sorry for the long waiting chapter because my internet was down but it would be back up soon. As for my dedicated readers, I am so happy to receive such reviews it gives me more positive attitude towards my story...Do you think that Anne and Buckingham would succeed? Or Does Anne have another trick up her sleeve? Also this chapter is a bit long because I enjoyed writing the smut scene between Charles and Henry. It took me a while considering this is my first yaoi fan fiction. anyways hoped u enjoyed reading!

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