Mordecai had himself and the kings drinking late in the night to celebrate. He poured alcohol in each of their cups reputedly and made them drink. Bottles of wine lat down on the ground in each direction. Empty cups were also scattered around the room.
Francis was drunk, he wants to be used to taking liquor so he easily got drunk. But still, the prince didn't stop pouring alcohol into his cup. Alexander was feeling hazy and high, he had enough of the drinking.
"Enjoy the night?" Mordecai whispered in Francis's ear before he left the room.
Francis removed his outer coat feeling hot and went to lay down on the bed. He dropped on the bed and relaxed.
Alexander removed his coat, his sash came off, he then removed his boots. He got the robes off and threw them to the ground. He removed his undergarments and remained naked as the day he was born. He walked over to the bed and laid down.
He couldn't get any sleep, so he turned around to get comfortable on the bed. His hands and legs fell on top of Francis. Feeling someone next to him he raised his head. The candles in the room off so he could hardly see anything. The only source of light was the moonlight but the curtains were drawn and his vision was hazy. He traced the person's face with his fingers and felt electricity ran through him.
Francis felt a hand on himself, Despite being drunk his defense system was still active. He got hold of Alexander's hand and spun around holding Alex underneath him. He kept his hands on each of his sides and trapped the king. He slowly opened his eyes and looked down.
The wind blew through the window raising the curtains allowing him a clear view of the man underneath him. He was enchanted by the sight beneath him and placed his hand on the king's chest. The king's skin was smooth and flawless under his fingertips. He leaned in for more contact when he felt that just touching his chest wasn't enough.
The King watched his every movement feeling hotter than he already was. The heat was traveling through his body with every touch the male gave him. He reached out to Francis's robes and pried them open. He helped him get off his clothes his breath becoming heavy.
Francis stopped his movements by seizing his lips into a kiss. The kiss was light and short. He broke the kiss still keeping his eyes on Alexander's body. He licked his lips wanting to bite down and mark Alexander's body.
He felt at peace holding the king in his arms and having him all to himself. He reached out to feel the lines of Alexander's abdomen making Alexander shiver slightly, he admired the way the king inhaled deeply from his touch.
His skin was hot from his touch and Francis wanted more. He wanted to see how expressive he could make the king. He leaned down and kissed the king's neck, Alexander shivered with excitement, his eyes not leaving Francis's.
"You look so beautiful," Francis commented.
"Not as beautiful as you," Alexander stated switching places with him. "And you are way too greedy," he said and leaned in to kiss Francis. His kiss was hot and demanding. He sucked and bit Francis's lips full of lust as he couldn't get enough. He ravaged the male's lips and only felt satisfied when the male released a soft moan from his lips.
He broke the kiss to catch his breath. They both panted for air. He was starving and the kiss he considered an appetizer. He traced Francis's chest going down to his waist and his trousers. He could feel the male's arousal.
He reached his hand to Francis's waist and pulled him up. Feeling Francis's length against his own only served to increase his need.
His mind was hazy and he couldn't think anymore. All he wanted was to satiate his hunger with the beautiful male under him.
Francis's face turned bright red with embarrassment at how close the two of them were. He was blushing hard.
"You look so gorgeous like that. Red is a good color on you," Alex commented making him hide his face in his hands. Alexander's hands combed through Francis's hair, he smiled enjoying how shy the male was.
Francis's world was floating around him. He was lost in the heat of the moment and couldn't think straight. Alexander reached to his buttocks and gave them a gentle squeeze, Francis jolted at this and thrust up at him.
"Getting restless are we?" Alexander asked with a smirk on his face. He let go of Francis and laid down on the bed. "This is where we stop for today," he said.
"Why?" Francis asked almost immediately in a soft, desperate voice. He placed his hand on his mouth when he heard what he had just asked.
"Why? Do you want me to continue?" Alexander asked him. "But I can't even if you want to. We stop here so go to sleep," he said without waiting for a reply from him. He got the blanket and covered the two of them and closed his eyes to sleep.
Francis stared at him feeling wronged. He was floating in cloud nine and he had to ruin it. His stare slowly turned into a glare.
"Looking at me like that won't make me change my mind. Go to sleep," Alexander said with his eyes closed. Francis was enraged by Alexander'sbehaviorr. He was acting like nothing had happened and just wanted to get to sleep.
"I know that I am beautiful but stop staring at me so much," he said at him. Francis continued to glare at him in the hopes that the man would stop with the game that was not fun for him to play. Alexander opened his eyes and looked at him feigning ignorance of why Francis was glaring at him.
"What's wrong?" he asked with a frown. He pouted his lips at the male as though he was the one being wronged. "Why won't you go to sleep? Please just close your eyes and sleep."
"I am not sleepy," Francis said getting up to leave the room. Alexander held his hand and pulled him back. He fell onto Alexander's bare chest and froze. Alexander wrapped his as around him and held him there.
"Sleep," he ordered in a deep hoarse voice and Francis obeyed. Francis closed his eyes taking in alexander's scent and fell asleep.
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Mordecai left the prince's room and went to his mother's room. He was happy to see his family again after so long but also sad that his father was no more. He rushed to his mother seeming stable as though he hadn't sipped alcohol at all. He got to the queen's chambers and walked right in.
"Mother are you asleep?" he asked.
"How can I sleep when you were yet to come. Tell me what chaos were you creating and what mess do o have to clean up?"
"I was just helping out a friend. I haven't done anything wrong but I will soon," he said seriously.
"Olivia," the queen said understanding her son. "Don't waste your time on her yet. She is with child and until she gives birth to that child stay clear of her," she told to him and placed the book she was reading down.
"Okay but I will make her rue the day she decided to kill my father," he said his childish nature disappearing from his face. His face was cold and his eyes dark as he made this vow.
"I too won't spare her for what she has done. For now, we should get the seer to come and examine her child, I want to know if it will be affected by the curse of its father," the Queen's mother said.
"I agree with you. And with Francis and Alexander getting closer, her end in this palace is certain."
"What do you mean by that. Do you know something that I don't?" The queen's mother asked curiously.
Mordecai told to his mother what he had heard outside Alexander's room a few minutes after he left. The queen mother couldn't help but smile with happiness at the good news her son had given her.
"Good job," she said and gave him thumbs up. "When are here all my problems disappear," she said and embraced him in a hug. "I missed you,u my love."
"I missed you too mother. But not as much as I missed my dog. Where is Ludo," he inquired?
The queen looked down with sadness in her eyes. She felt bad for having to ever say anything that would make him unhappy but she had no other choice.
"That which had Ludo killed," she said to him. Mordecai's blood boiled with anger and hatred towards Olivia. "I'm sorry my son," the queen mother said feeling bad about it.
"It's okay mother.. Let's sleep," he said and they both retired for the night.