Chapter 7

Story 5. Ara’s Acropolis (5)

Chapter 7

Weakly, I laid down on the bed again. The beautiful boy prince looked at me and stammered, “W, what happened y, yesterday… You know… I mean… Juya, you are one of The Innocent Ones and are trusted by my brother… so…”

He seemed hesitant as he shook his head.

“Unfortunately, this is a difficult topic to discuss. I actually wanted to ask you for a favor, but at this point, I think it would be too much to ask.”

“It’s okay, your highness. If it’s something I can answer, I will. It’s fine for you to ask me now, so please go ahead.”

I tried my best to look as well as possible, so I said each word clearly and slowly. I was looking right into his eyes as I spoke, and I wondered why it was so hard to move my lips.

The prince replied, “… I think you should rest for now. I am afraid I worried you for nothing because of what I did last night.” The boy still seemed anxious; he left the room for a few minutes before quickly returning with two servants, who were carrying something. They began to burn something, and the incense smells similar to the fragrance that already laced this room.

What was this? I tried to resist as best as I could. It smelled sticky and sweet. If it was a medicine blessed by the goddess, I would be happy to accept it, but if it wasn’t… If it was made by men who only wanted to satisfy their lust and relieve their well-deserved pain… I didn’t want it.

I knew I had to tell the prince to stop, but I couldn’t because I was secretly hoping for something like this. I was, in fact, expectant that I would receive something like this, even though I knew that if I accepted this fragrance, I wouldn’t be able to resist.

Thus, I kept quiet and desperately hoped that this incense was blessed and approved by the goddess.

My tongue felt heavy, so I couldn’t even grasp when I saw the boy prince taking his clothes off. He didn’t seem to care that he was being watched.

His beautiful body that was a gift from the goddess herself… I had to admit that it was too beautiful to be covered by mere clothes.

The simple Alinchan robe was easy to shed. His naked body shone magnificently against the light. Watching him was like magic; it made me feel lazy and sleepy. My head began to spin slowly, but I was sure I wasn’t hallucinating. I continued to watch, and to my disappointment, the boy put on a large white towel around his shoulder and left the room. I now wished I was hallucinating, and that the prince wasn’t leaving me here alone.

I sighed in frustration.

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“Mmmm…”

My body felt strange. It felt like my body had melted, and only my mind was floating around the room. I looked around and found myself in an unfamiliar setting, and I realized that perhaps I was dreaming.

Who cared if I was dreaming, anyway? I felt so comfortable.

Was I in heaven?

Suddenly, I heard a distant voice.

“Juya… Juya is one of the trusted Innocent Ones.”

It was the voice I have been waiting for. Slowly, a form appeared in front of me. The one I was promised. I became surrounded by new surroundings and his sweet, refreshing scent. Has something like this ever happened to me before? I wasn’t sure.

“Come, Juya. Come here and look at me.”

I could finally see through the fog. He was holding his sword and had his shirt off, which usually occurs during our lessons. The long robes often worn by the royal members were considered inappropriate during any battles.

His upper body was exquisitely muscled and well proportioned. I always thought that he wanted me to approve and admire his body. His body radiated sharpness and beauty rather than strength. His neck was long and slim, while his arms and chest were lightly muscled. There was not a single ounce of fat on his body as his tanned back reached his smooth hips….

Wait, what? His hips?

Now that I looked more closely, I saw that the boy was completely naked. It seemed that he was willing to show me everything about himself, both inside and out. I wondered about his legs. Recently, he fell and scraped his knees, which ended up bleeding a lot. Were they okay now? His thighs that seemed a little too thin when we first began our training… Were they more muscled now?

What about the deep space between his legs…?

I considered looking but couldn’t find the courage to go through with it. Slowly, I turned to his face again.

“Your highness?”

He didn’t answer me. I walked toward him as he came towards me with a smile. He embraced me gently.

If this was real, I would have been flabbergasted, but because I knew this was a dream, I didn’t have to hesitate. His eyes looked like a black mirror, and slowly, I realized that what I saw in his eyes was my own.

“Juya… Juya… Do you trust me too?”

“Of course, your highness.”

“Then please kiss me to prove it. Give me a kiss you would give to one of your Innocent Ones… No, actually… kiss me even deeper… If you trust me… Show me that you do…”

The prince said the words I have been thinking in my mind for a long time. I wasn’t sure if I wanted him to continue to speak or not. When I put my hand on his bare skin, I felt the familiar warmth. His body temperature was a little warmer than mine. I knew this because I had to touch his body from time to time to correct his posture and positions. Every time I got the chance, all I could do was to lightly touch, but never caress. I wanted to… I have wanted to stroke his skin for a long time, but I never dared.

… Until now, in this dream.

I didn’t know why I wanted to, and at this point, it didn’t matter. All I could do now was to follow his order and cover his lips with mine. I licked, kissed, and tasted his lips over and over again.

Now, there was no need for hesitation.

No need for any spaces between our bodies.

My hands explored his perfect body from top to bottom. Slowly but surely, my fingers moved lower and lower until they finally reached the dark area.

His center.

His secret.

Because I have never seen it, I didn’t know what his manhood looked like. Perhaps that was why, in this dream, it looked blurred and vague, just like his thoughts and feelings.

“Ahh…”

At least, I knew without a doubt that even the precious prince must have “it,” just like every other man and I did. I wanted to feel it, learn its shape and texture. I was curious.

How big was his? What shape was it? Did it become hard just like mine when he became hot? If so, did he also touch himself to relieve it? What did he think about when he pleasured himself?

Who… did he think about while doing it?

Could it be… me?

He felt very similar to mine, but of course, I would never know for sure. It was only my imagination since this was only a dream.

My tongue touched him constantly, and it became harder to think.

His penis initially was a little soft, but it quickly became hard and large when I paid attention to it. The way it throbbed was so vicious that I could feel its pulsing clearly on my hand.

I want it.

I want to have it.

I want it to be mine…

The smoothness of it melted my heart, and when the tip became wet, I knew what the true meaning of lust was.

“Juya… I… Ahhh… Look at me…”