Hi all, I guess that I do have more then one reader. Cool beans.

So yeah, your all so clever and have figured out the secret of where the stone is. if you are so clever why don't you wright your own story? Seriously, I would love read another story with these two. I know this is another short chapter, and I was kind of tired when I was going over it so I bet it isn't as good as others... or something. I guess I should also mention that I think it gets more graphic then the previous chapters. I recognize that you my readers are here for the yaoi, so I try to skirt around to much detail while the disguise or whatever is going on. If you are interested in more detail I fully invite you to imagine something for your self.

I don't own any of these characters. They are Disney's.

This story does have yaoi in it. if you aren't a fan then I suggest that you don't read. If the concept of not reading a story involving shipping you don't like then I don't know what to tell you. I'm working on getting a flock of pigions that can write out in the sky instructions on how to use your back button. But after all the other training of animals to do tricks I'm tired out.

Another few weeks passed and Mozenrath still had yet to find that damn stone. Sitting on the balcony over looking the garden he was absently petting Rajah, waiting for Aladdin. The tiger of course was bewitched not to betray Mozenrath's true identity. The roll of princess Jasmine was becoming easier and easier to play with each passing day. Parts of it at least, Mozenrath still found himself eternally annoyed by the company of the boisterous djinn. The fool still hadn't realized who Mozenrath was, a shocking fact that should in and of its self earn the blue buffoon a place in the hall of idiots. After the animals who could smell the difference the djinn had been Mozenrath's biggest concern since he was sure his magic would stand out like a beacon to the eldritch creature.

But no matter how comfortable he got in this life he had to stay focused on finding that rock. He was starting to wonder if the hero even had it. He couldn't think of what Aladdin would have done with the stone. Aladdin didn't seem like the kind to sell something so valuable, so rare and magical. He could have given it away. That would be just like the fool. Well, if he finished the palace and didn't find it, then he would take Aladdin to his dungeon and have his way with him.

Mozenrath paused as the full implication of what he had just thought hit him.Well, maybe I will do that anyway. Another pause as the realization of that thought came back. He didn't want the hero like that. He wanted him broken, on his knees begging for... Again Mozenrath felt disgusted with himself.

First things first, find the stone, then deal with these... unnecessary feelings for the street rat.

Said street rat had just walked out onto the balcony, he was slouching against the side of the large arched entrance, arms crossed casually. Jasmine was so beautiful, she was graceful in a way he had never really noticed. It really was like she was a different person in the same body, not that he minded, the rediscovery was so exciting. Aladdin could feel himself falling in love all over again. About his only complaint was that he just wished that Jasmine would have sex with her, it was hard not being able to satisfy the lust he felt for her. He smiled a little to himself as he watched Jasmine stroke Rajah, her honey brown eyes were gazing off not really focusing on anything, her brows a little furrowed and a slight blush. Her sweet little lips formed a word that Aladdin thought was his name. A few more dates, just a little more and she wouldn't be able to hold back her desire anymore. It may have sounded conceited but Aladdin could tell with every kiss, with every advance he made that her resolve was slipping.

Aladdin crept up behind his wife, covering her eyes with his hands. She reached up pulling his hands down, saying his name in a voice full of playful reproach. He kissed up from her shoulder to her ear, nibbling it. "Ah.. Aladdin! Ahhh. Alah... Please... ah, ssss... stop, please." Aladdin stopped letting go of her ear.

"How about I call carpet over and we go somewhere alone for a while?" He whispered into the newly freed ear.

Mozenrath shuddered. I would love have you alone, tied up in one of the darkest parts of my citadel as I force you to submit totally to me. Pushing that thought and all the accompanying images from his mind Mozenrath murmured a agreement.

Aladdin had just finished spreading out the blanket on the sand. They were in the shade of a ruined wall. The ruined city of was said to be part of the Lost Empire of the Night. It had been such a large and magical empire. Mozenrath sat down on the blanket and closed his eyes. There was powerful magic left over from the empire so powerful it could still be felt... At least by those sensitive to the flow of magic. The ambient energy was wonderful, the magic flowed threw Mozerath loosening him up. It was like having a buzz. Somewhere along the lines Aladdin had picked up that Mozenrath liked being around magic, or perhaps he just assumed his "wife" liked ruins, after all so many places of magic were now in decay. He had underestimated the street rat, he was much more observant then Mozenrath gave him credit for. Not good enough to notice that it wasn't his wife he had been sleeping next to for the past month and a half, but still more observant then previously given credit for.

He was also very persistent. Aladdin set down the basket with all the fruits he brought for their picnic. "Do you like it here Jasmine?"

Mozenrath opened his eyes looking smiling, "Of course Aladdin." Mozenrath lent over pecking Aladdin on the cheek. "Thank you."

Aladdin moved closer, pulling Mozenrath closer. They cuddled for a while. For Mozenrath is was truly intoxicating, the slight buzz of magic, and the feel of Aladdin so close. Aladdin picked up a bunch of grapes and pulling one off the vine offered it to Mozenrath. Mozenrath took the offered grape. Lunch continued much the same with one feeding the other. Aladdin took one of the grapes offered it to Mozenrath but put it in his mouth just before Mozenrath could take it. Beckoning to Mozenrath to come take it if he could. Crawling up to his mouth Mozenrath kissed Aladdin sticking his tung into Aladdin's mouth. Aladdin had already swallowed the grape, but even after finding this out the kiss continued, the taste of fruit lingering in both there mouths.

Aladdin's hands slid under the cut off Jasmine had on. Toying with one his other hand started to slide down. Feeling that Jasmine was about to try to pull away Aladdin intensified the kiss distracting from his roaming hand. He could feel Jasmine's hand in his hair pulling him closer. His hand reached the pants line sliding under the hem and further down pulling away from the kiss then.

"Oh Allah." Aladdin's fingers explored the slit, rubbing along the inside. Mozenrath marveled at how complete his disguise was. It was unlike anything Mozenrath had felt up to that point. It felt like a burst and Aladdin chuckled, pulling his fingers away.

"Well, that was fast." They kissed again. Mozenrath could feel something hard pressing against his leg.

Mozenrath couldn't help but feel a little inward satisfaction at knowing that he had the street rat in a vulnerable position. He could easily refuse him the relief he needed. But he felt curious about how it would feel to handle that need. Without even thinking Mozenrath's hand wandered down. Aladdin reached down stopping him. "Jasmine, are... are you sure?"

This was the first time that Jasmine had tried this, Aladdin hadn't even thought that Jasmine would ever think of trying to touch him back like that. "Yes, Aladdin. I want to." And reaching down further he wrapped his hand around the shaft, keeping a loos grip he started stroking, his grip tightening as he got further up the shaft, then sliding easily back down. The pace increased, and Mozenrath started using his thumb on the top of the penis. Every couple of strokes his hand would go a little further and brush the balls. The top of the shaft started to sicken with precome. Speeding up he enjoyed as Aladdin moaned and bucked a little into the hand rubbing him. How was Jasmine so good? It wasn't long before he came himself.

"Oh, Jasmine I should have warned you. Wait I'll get you some water to clean your hand." Aladdin scooted over to the basket he had packed taking out a urn of water and a thick purple cotton napkin.

Mozenrath looked at his hand, again curiosity got the better of him and he licked his hand experimentally. It was very salty.

"Jasmine... did you just?" Aladdin was looking at his wife with a look of shock. This was just a date full of surprises from his wife. The hand job was one thing, but he was fairly sure that it would be considered degrading for a princes of Agrabah to lick come off her hand.

Mozenrath looked away embarrassed to have been caught in the act. Aladdin sat down next to Mozenrath, and took his hand, kissing the palm. then proceeded to wash it. After poring some of the water over Mozenrath's hand he took the cloth and gently scrubbed. "I love you Jasmine."

"I love you too Aladdin."

I feel like I have to keep telling you this but I swear there will be real yaoi at some point, but I am not so much in charge of the story as the story is just kind of rolling along at its own pace and I'm just helping it along. so it will happen but probably not super super soon... then again I think there are only at most 5 chapters left so... yeah.