The lovers dozed for an hour before even entertaining the notion of moving. Judal was still feeling lethargic when Hakuryuu sat up, extricating himself from the tangle of limbs. He could only make a displeased sound and bat at him as he left, lacking the energy necessary to physically pull him back down onto the mattress.

The prince chuckled as his lover pawed at him lazily, pausing before he rose to press an affectionate kiss to his brow. While not as satisfying as having the prince back in his arms, Judal accepted the kiss as a temporary substitute and hummed contentedly.

Hakuryuu left the room without bothering to get dressed, and Judal watched him go through drowsy eyes. He admired his lover's figure before he disappeared from sight, his gaze shamelessly wandering down his back and over his ass. Some part of him felt a little awed that he was allowed to call that gorgeous man his.

Judal laid still a while longer, drifting in and out of drowsiness before finally settling on the idea of rousing himself again. Both arms reached up over his head as he stretched, elongating himself as much as he could, back arched off the mattress. A small groan escaped him as his joints popped and muscles uncoiled before he flopped back down, lax.

He rubbed his hands over his face and sighed, casting the last of the sleepiness from his mind. With hands pushed into his hair, he blinked his eyes open to stare up at the ceiling. It stared back, as plain and uninteresting as ever.

A moment passed, and then the last hour replayed itself in his head at twice the speed. Suddenly, he was vividly recalling how the delicious soreness throbbing through his body had worked itself into his bones. Every ache and twinge of his muscles made his cheeks burn, each one another reminder of what had just transpired.

Judal slid his hands back down over his face, allowing himself a moment of childish embarrassment as the memories ran their course. He refused to be so flustered in front of Hakuryuu, who conducted himself with poise even in the throes of passion apparently. He'd be damned if he didn't maintain at least a façade of calm.

An image of Hakuryuu's face—flushed, panting, hair loose and eyes raking hungrily over Judal beneath him –drifted through his mind. Judal's heart did a cartwheel in his chest.

The bed now felt very lonely without the prince in it with him. It almost seemed worth the effort to command his sore body to get up and seek his lover out, shaky legs or not. He wanted to touch him. Not necessarily intimately, he just wanted Hakuryuu close enough where he could trace lazy patterns over his skin and count the constellations in his eyes.

He had almost convinced himself to attempt movement when Hakuryuu returned.

The fae had procured several things; a bowl, some towels, a plate of fruit, and a glass tucked into the crook of his arm. Judal watched curiously as the once docile plant on his dresser coiled itself into complicated, netted patterns, forming makeshift shelves in midair. Hakuryuu set the things in his arms on the organic rack, all save the glass of water, which came to rest on the bedside table.

"Wow." Judal said, sounding awed. "Don't I feel pampered."

Hakuryuu chortled, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. He did it with such grace, like he had done it a hundred times before and his lover should be just as accustomed to it as he was.

"Have we not established that I mean to spoil you rotten, Judal?" he teased.

When Judal only continued staring up at him, the prince's expression softened.

"It is common courtesy to ensure that one's lover is as comfortable as possible."

Judal made a vague noise of dissent.

"It's not that common." he said dryly.

"Well," Hakuryuu leaned over, pressing another kiss to his brow. "It will be for you."

The prince's hand nudged its way under him and Judal arched curiously in response. Hakuryuu rested his palm against the small of his back, supporting his weight and coaxing him to lift his hips. Nonplussed, Judal did this too, deciding to just roll with whatever his lover had planned.

The largest towel was laid out beneath him, and he allowed himself to be eased back down onto it. Hakuryuu's hand slid down his side, gripping his thigh and lifting until Judal got the idea and pulled his knees up enough that the prince seemed satisfied.

"Try not to squirm." he instructed.

Judal opened his mouth to ask why the hell he would be squirming, but what came out was a surprised squeak. Hakuryuu's hand had dipped shamelessly between his thighs, elegant fingers probing his entrance for only a moment in warning before two slipped inside.

Aside from a small twinge, his body offered no resistance to the sudden intrusion. Heat burned up Judal's neck to his cheeks, and he tossed his head back, flustered all over again. The prince's fingers eased inside him carefully, stilling whenever his stomach tightened or his hips twitched.

"I told you not to squirm." Hakuryuu said, twisting his wrist slowly.

"Y-you didn't give me any warning-!"

Instinctively, he tried to pull his knees together, only to be stopped by Hakuryuu's other hand. Judal leveled an accusatory glare on his lover and was greeted with a cheeky smile.

"If you move around too much, you're just going to make more of a mess, sweetling."

"Don't say that with a smile on your face!" Judal chastised, indignant.

"And why shouldn't I?"

"It makes it seem like," The fingers inside him crooked, and his voice pitched up in response. "Like you'd enjoy that!"

Hakuryuu leaned over and pecked Judal's mouth.

"I would." he admitted casually. Judal's cheeks flamed.

Hakuryuu proceeded to pepper his face with kisses, which served the dual purpose of distracting him and making him relax.

It didn't take Hakuryuu very long to clean the evidence of his pleasure out of him. When he was done, he wiped his fingers on the towel before lifting Judal by the small of his back again to pull it from beneath him. The towel was folded and tossed over one of the vines hovering by the bedside, to be washed later.

Hakuryuu plucked one of the smaller towels up, and was about to dip it into the bowl of water when Judal, emboldened now he was more comfortable, chirped;

"I want a peach!"

He reached vaguely for the plate, which was a few inches from his hand when he stretched.

"Ask nicely." Hakuryuu said.

Judal gave an exaggerated pout, which only earned him a bemused smile. The pout became a frown when the towel was dropped and a slice of his desired fruit was picked up instead, only to be held just out of reach.

"Hakuryu—u!" he whined.

"Nicely, Judal."

His pouting became more subdued.

"Can I please have it, Hakuryuu?"

"Yes, you may." the prince said, pressing the fruit to his lips rather than handing it to him. Judal tugged it from his fingers anyway, tongue flickering over his lips to catch the sweet juice.

Hakuryuu fed him a second piece before retrieving the washcloth, which he rung out until it was no longer dripping.

Judal, thoroughly at ease now, allowed his legs to be pushed apart until his lover could settle between them comfortably. He licked his lips again and watched as Hakuryuu's eyes traced the movement almost unconsciously. When he smiled, the prince smiled back.

The damp washcloth was applied to his neck first, swiped gently over the marks Hakuryuu's sharp teeth had left on his fair skin. From there it descended over his collar, and each shoulder, at which point there was a pause for the cloth to be wetted again. Each arm was rubbed with the warm cloth, all the way down to his hands; Hakuryuu took the time to kiss each palm as he cleaned them.

A new washcloth was used to clean his torso, and Judal arched into the attention with an appreciative hum. Hakuryuu skimmed over his nipples twice, clearly fond of the little noise he made when he did so. With back still arched, a third cloth ran down his spine and over his shoulder blades, which Judal was pretty sure was just an excuse to lean over him so their bodies were pressed almost flush together.

When Hakuryuu moved on to his legs, he started from his feet and worked his way up. Judal watched him, eyes half-lidded, the gentle washing having lulled him nearly back to drowsiness. He wondered if this would be how it was every time they were intimate. Would Hakuryuu always want to attend to him like this afterwards? What could he do in response?

"You know," Hakuryuu said suddenly, washcloth pausing on the outside of Judal's thigh. "The first part of you I saw was your legs."

Bewildered by this sudden admission, Judal thought back to the first time they'd spoken. Hakuryuu had been laying down, and he had perched himself on the coffee table the same way he always did when he was thinking. From that vantage point, he supposed the first thing one would see would be his legs, though he'd never thought of that before.

Hakuryuu ducked down, eliciting a startled sound from his lover as he laid an open mouthed kiss on his calf. Another kiss rested on the bend of his knee, then just above it, and then teeth dug gently into the sensitive flesh on the inside of his thigh. Judal let out a breathy moan, cheeks warming once more.

"I was half delirious with pain at the time," the prince went on. "Yet all I could think about was how much I'd like these lovely legs wrapped around my neck."

Judal's heart skipped in his chest, and he sucked in his stomach as Hakuryuu's mouth ghosted along his inner thigh. Arousal stirred in his belly.

"I called you Sleeping Beauty…" he recalled absently, distracted by the tongue wetting a patch of sensitive skin. Teeth followed, drawing another breathy noise from his lips.

"That you did."

Hakuryuu switched to the neglected thigh, clamping his mouth over the first piece of flesh that fell under his lips and sucking harshly. Judal heard himself cry out as a new mark was lovingly applied to his skin, sending a bolt of pleasure racing up his spine.

Need was beginning to pool in his belly, hot and quivering on his sensitive nerves. He dragged his bottom lip between his teeth, biting down in an attempt to make himself focus. While the prince's attention was on the bruise he was sucking into his thigh, Judal shifted himself, sliding his legs carefully over Hakuryuu's shoulders.

Hakuryuu noticed this as his heel pressed against his spine, and raised his head. The look on his face was positively victorious.

"Is that an offer, my Judal?" he asked sweetly.

Enough pity existed in the prince that he did not torment his lover into answering him. He made him wait just a heartbeat, then lowered his open mouth to his hardening prick. Judal moaned wantonly as sinfully soft lips slid wetly over his heated skin, talented tongue not far behind. Hakuryuu sucked tenderly at the base of his cock, patiently coaxing him to full arousal.

Judal panted hotly, gazing down at the gorgeous fae cradled between his thighs. Hakuryuu had made himself comfortable on his belly, hands gripping the tops of Judal's thighs as he dragged his tongue from base to tip. His cock twitched in response, and the fae smiled devilishly.

He sucked the head into his mouth, humming when Judal attempted to buck up into the delicious warmth. His tongue padded his teeth, jaw relaxing to accommodate the slide of his lover's girth as it pressed into his waiting mouth. Judal felt himself nudge the back of the prince's throat, and then Hakuryuu had the audacity to swallow around him, almost ending him then and there.

Choked noises became needy gasps and mews as the prince worked his mouth around his need. His head bobbed rhythmically, tongue laving patterns along the sensitive vein on the underside of his cock until Judal thought he was going to melt. Once or twice he would pulled all the way back, letting go of his prick with a lewd pop before wetting kisses down to his sack. Then back up he'd go, swallowing his lover down again without hesitation.

Judal didn't last very long. His body was still warm from his last orgasm, and the heat of this one was singing his insides with euphoric fire. It was a miracle he still had the coherency to gasp Hakuryuu's name as his thighs trembled, hands gripping the pillow under his head.

The cry that left him as he reached his second orgasm made his voice break for a moment, stuttering out weakly as pleasure rushed through him. It was dizzying, he saw stars and lights dancing before his eyes. Hakuryuu swallowed without preamble, massaging him with his tongue through his orgasm until he slipped from his lips.

Judal was once more boneless against the mattress. He didn't feel he had the energy to even open his eyes more than a sliver to peek through his lashes. He felt, more than saw, Hakuryuu slip from between his legs and prowl over him, kissing his way up to his mouth. The kiss he was given was hot and filthy, tinged with the taste of his own desire.

Hakuryuu settled beside him, easing himself into the space between Judal and the wall. Kisses were laid on his temple and the crown of his head, as Judal turned into the prince's embrace.

"Don't get up this time." he mumbled against his collar. Hakuryuu's chuckle vibrated within his chest.

"You have my word." he assured gently, as Judal drifted off.