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Prince knew that he had an image to upkeep, one full of false niceties and an amount of politeness that made him want to vomit. It was quite possibly the thing he hated most about his life, other than… well, no. He hated most of what came with being Eternal Sugar’s prized actor, she acted like he was a puppet that followed her every command. Not that it was truly far off from what the situation was, but he would rather die than admit he was being used like a doll. Even now, fresh out of a performance, cookies swarmed Prince, some begging for autographs, some just wanting a picture, and some that acted more like devotees were trying to grab at him but through it all she still stared from afar, watching and waiting for him to mess up. It was yet another thing he hated about this, he had to oblige all of his damned “fans” while she watched. If it were up to him, they’d all be gone from his sight.
Now don’t get him wrong, Prince thrived on attention, but it some days he wanted nothing more than to yell at everyone. Everyone got on his damn nerves all the time, but he had a saving grace for him, his darling and most devoted fan, Healer cookie. Truly, that man was a saint for dealing with all of Prince’s moods and rants, smiling through all of it. Sometimes Prince wondered if it was a thing of enjoyment for Healer to see the actor be angry and yell or if he was just truly that nice. It was rather hard to tell, but it leaned more towards the former when he noticed the guy looking all flustered the few times Prince was truly upset. Oh, he couldn’t wait to go home, to see his darling dove and collapse into his arms, it was what was getting Prince through this Witches awful hoard of fans.
When he finally, finally, was set free from Sugar’s almost never ending list of things for him to do, he practically ran home. Thank the Witches that his darling lived practically in the middle of nowhere, he needed the peace after being surrounded by cookies who were basically no better than annoying gnats. Maybe he was the saint for having the patience to deal with those cookies day in and day out. Prince walked through the front door, slamming it shut and shrugging off his cape before calling out “Healer! I’m home, my darling! Where have you run off to?” When he wasn’t instantly met with a response, he felt his mood sour more. Usually Healer answered immediately, where the hell was he?
Prince sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose before taking off his shoes and walking further into the house. “My darling, where are you? I’m not in a good mood, I don’t want to play hide and seek right now.” He called out again, looking through the house with no sight of his boyfriend before finally walking into the bathroom and seeing him in the bath. “There you are.” Prince said, his expression softening ever so slightly. Healer looked over at him, a smile already on his face as he responded. “Ah, Prince! Welcome home, love. How was the play?” Healer had seen the play in full multiple times, having been dragged to rehearsals by Prince because he needed someone that could keep him calm there. “I was perfect, as always, but I simply cannot stand seeing Eternal Sugar anymore! She was just so nitpicky tonight and-“
As Prince rambled on and on, Healer reached down and pulled the plug out of the drain, letting the water go down and standing up. He got out of the tub, humming in response occasionally while Prince talked and talked, drying himself off with the towel that had been tucked in the corner. This was their usual routine, but Healer didn’t mind at all. His love’s voice was music to his ears, even if most of the time Prince was annoyed. After a decent amount of time had passed, Healer walked forward, simply wrapped in a towel and pressed a finger to Prince’s lips. “Prince, love, as much as I love hearing you talk, I have another idea for us.” He smiled, letting his hand fall from his lips to the other’s chest. “I can’t remember the last time you got to really let loose..”
Prince smirked, already knowing where this was going. Well, that was more than fine with him, but he liked getting Healer to beg for it. “Mmh, you know, that does sound like a good idea, but I’m just not sureee..” He dragged out the word, a smug expression settling onto his face as he watched Healer’s chest rise and fall. Prince loved all of Healer’s body, he truly did, but his chest was by far Prince’s favorite. “Convince me, dear. Beg for it, and maybe I’ll consider it.” Healer’s blushed darkened, his perfectly shaped lips parting a little in surprise. “Please, Prince? I’ll do whatever you want, you know I can take it. Please? Won’t you please have sex with me, Prince?”
Well, who was Prince to refuse such a sweet voice? His hands rushed forward, practically ripping the towel off of Healer’s body and lifting him up into his arms. Prince went into their bedroom, dropping healer onto the bed with enough force that the blonde bounced a little hitting the bed. “Stay on the bed. Get on your stomach, ass up. You got that, or do I need to put you there myself?” Prince said, his voice low and firm, Witches Healer loved it. As the blonde was moving to get situated on the bed as Prince asked, the other undressed slowly. He liked drawing these moments out, making Healer sit in anticipation, watching his darling dove squirm. They managed to make it to twelve minutes before Healer whined “Prince, my love, please.” Prince laughed, running a hand through his hair before responding. “That’s the longest you’ve gone yet before whining. Maybe all of our training is finally starting to work on you, pretty boy.” His voice was sickly sweet, dripping with condescension as he finished undressing.
Prince walked over to their nightstand, grabbing the lube and a condom before tossing them on the bed. He climbed on the bed behind Healer, hands settling on the blonde’s hips to hold him still. Prince loved seeing Healer like this, practically jumping at the chance to be with Prince. He dragged his hand down Healer’s leg, cerulean hands gently caressing sun-kissed tan skin. “You’re already so wet, it’s almost a little pathetic.” Prince whispered, still in that same patronizing tone. “So eager and I haven’t even touched you yet. Honestly, it’s no wonder you’re soaked! You’ve probably been dreaming about me all day, haven’t you? You’ve been dreaming about having me inside of you again like the desperate slut you are, hm?” Healer let out a moan, the sound muffled against the pillow. “What was that? I couldn’t hear you.”
Prince grabbed a handful of Healer’s hair, pulling his head back before saying “Try that one more time, yes? Properly this time.” The blonde swallowed hard before saying “Y-Yes.” Prince laughed, letting go of Healer’s hair and letting his head fall back against the pillow. “Good boy, was that so hard? You always start out so shy but the second I touch you, you act like you’ve never been touched in your life!” He shuffled back a little, putting more room between the blonde and himself. “I’ll be generous and let you pick what I do first. Do you want my mouth or my fingers? Answer quickly or I’ll pick for you.” After a few seconds, Healer lifted his head and said “I want your mouth.”
“Where’s your manners?” Prince said, his voice dropping again. He slapped Healer’s ass, smirking when the other moaned in response. They’d been together long enough that Prince knew what buttons to push, what sounds meant what. Prince long since knew that Healer enjoyed a bit of pain, and he was more than happy to deliver. “Try that again, properly.” Healer sucked in a breath before saying “I want your mouth, please!” The taller smirked and said “Good boy!” Prince grabbed Healer by the hips, flipping the shorter over onto his stomach. Any shock Healer had instantly turned into pleasure because Prince wasted no time going between his legs. “Prince! Ha- haaa oh Witches.” Healer whispered, clamping his thighs around the other’s head. Prince grabbed Healer’s hips, his tongue thrusting in and out of his lover’s cunt, his nose pressed up against his clit. After a few minutes of that, Prince moved one of his hands down to meet his mouth, slowly pushing his finger in to start stretching him out. Healer keened, his nails fisting in the sheets as his hips instinctively thrusted down further onto Prince’s mouth. “Fuck! Oh my Witches, ha- ha, oh-!” Healer moaned, his heels digging into Prince’s back. Just when Healer started to really get into it, Prince pulled away.
“Ah ah ah, nice try, my dove.” Prince teased, moving his hand to circle Healer’s clit. “You and I both know it’s far too early for you to cum! Nice try though.” He laughed, licking his lips. “You taste just as sweet as ever.” Prince smiled down at Healer, watching him squirm and whine was his favorite thing to watch, he just looked so handsome laying there. “I still need to stretch you out more, you can handle it, right? I know you can.” He pushed two fingers in, starting to gently scissor them while watching for any sort of extreme pain on his lover’s face. “Well? Do I get a thank you?” Prince said, his voice rougher than before, more turned on than he would like to admit. Healer nodded, moving one of his hands to brush back his own hair before saying “Thank you-!” Before getting cut off by a moan practically ripping out of him.
Prince lost track of how long he was fingering his darling for, he always did, Healer was just so attractive like this. He really was a lucky man, getting such a sweet and handsome partner that let him take whatever he wanted. “How’re you doing down there?” Prince teased, curling his fingers against a certain spot inside of Healer, causing the other man to squeal. “Good! Good good, so good!” He quickly answered, his eyes already starting to roll back just a little. “Perfect. I think you’re ready, dove.” Prince pulled his fingers out, relishing in the whine that came from his lover at the loss of attention. “Calm down, you’re already pathetic enough practically climaxing from my fingers, you don’t need to whine like that.” He chided, the familiar patronizing tone only making Healer more eager.
Prince stared down at his fingers, separating them a few times just to see his partner’s fluids string apart. He used his free hand to open the condom, using his teeth to hold it in place so he could rip the package. After making sure the condom was still in one piece, he rolled it onto himself, a small breath leaving him. Damn, he was much harder than he thought. Healer was watching, his vanilla orchid staff propped up between the bedposts and the nightstand, giving the blonde full view of what was happening. He sat up, clenching around nothing as he directed his gaze to Prince’s neglected cock, and the words were out before he could stop them. “Can I put the lube on you?” Healer seemed so certain, so eager to do exactly that, it caught Prince off guard. “That desperate, huh? Sure, sure. Do it properly, yes?” Healer nodded, practically shaking with excitement when Prince handed him the bottle.
He took in a deep breath, taking a few moments to warm the bottle between his hands before squirting out some lube into his palm. Healer rubbed his hands together, building up more courage to actually do this for the first time. “Get on with it, you’re starting to make me bored.” Prince practically barked out the order, and Healer jumped to do just that. He reached out, starting to gently rub the tip with two of his fingers, smiling when his lover sucked in a sharp breath. The blonde eventually wrapped his hand around Prince’s cock, slowly inching his hand up and down, turning his wrist to make sure all of it got covered. Healer was so excited that it made his hands shake, and it only made Prince’s restraint wear even thinner. He wanted to take him now, but his dove seemed so excited to do this that he didn’t want to ruin his fun just yet.
That lasted about two minutes more before Prince groaned and said “Enough of this!” And pushed Healer back onto the bed. “I can’t wait anymore. If you want to stop, tell me now, because if we keep going I won’t hold back on you.” Prince rasped out the words, leaned over Healer with his hands on either side of his lover’s head. Healer smiled, wrapping his legs around the taller’s waist, whispering “Keep going.” That was all Prince needed.
He moved one of his hands to grip Healer’s hip, holding him up slightly so that his cock was aligned perfectly. Prince inched in slowly, trying his best to not just snap his hips forward and put it all in at once, he knew that would only hurt Healer and that’s the last thing he wanted. He got about half way, his body tense from how much he was resisting, and Healer noticed. “Go- mmh- go ahead, my love. I want all of it.” He smiled, the gentleness only wearing more on Prince’s restraint. After watching his face for any sort of hesitation and not finding any, Prince snapped his hips forward, finally burying himself completely in his darling dove. The blonde gasped, his eyes fluttering, his pretty hands gripping the sheets like it was going to help him somehow. “You feel so big..” Healer said, a nervous laugh leaving him as Prince held perfectly still. “That’s because I am, my dove. Thank you for noticing.” He smirked, starting to slowly pull his hips back.
The pace started out slow, it always did, but Healer’s moans and pleas for more led to the pace quickly becoming brutal. Their hips were slamming together, Prince’s hands gripping Healer’s hips for dear life. “Take it, take all of it.” He started, gasping between sentences. “You’re so pathetic, asking me to fuck you the moment I get home. You’re- shit- that desperate for me?” His words came out between groans, his own voice mixing with Healer’s beautiful moans and mewls. How he loved hearing his darling reduced to this, to pure carnal instinct. Not that he was much better off, but Healer made it look so beautiful, he always made everything seem that way. “Prince, Prince please!” Healer whined, wrapping his arms around the actor’s neck and pulling him closer. Prince wasted no time, kissing his partner like it would heal everything inside of them.
The sound of skin slapping together filled the room, the smell of sweat and sex mixing as Prince hit the perfect spot. Healer practically bent himself in half with how his back arched, his eyes closing as his head fell back. “So- so pretty. Just for me, only for me.” Prince whispered, his breath hot against his dove’s ear. “You like that, hm? You like being mine?” He laughed, watching as Healer’s moans got louder and louder. “You’re so perfect for me, your body was made just for me to fill over and over.” Healer’s nails scratched down his back, making Prince’s eyes close. Witches, that felt good, he needed Healer to do that again. “Do that again, put those pretty nails of yours to use and do that again.” Prince whispered, his words a command that Healer didn’t want to ignore. As his nails scraped down Prince’s back, he felt the coil in his abdomen build more and more. “Prince-!”
“Ah ah! Not yet, my love.” Prince said, shifting around so that he was on his knee, one foot on the bed as he lifted Healer’s hips higher. He managed to thrust deeper, his own nails digging into Healer’s skin as he held him in place. “Wait for me, wait till I tell you you can. Even you can do something that simple, hm?” He rasped out, moans punctuating every sentence. Healer nodded, his hair splayed out against the pillow as moans ripped from his throat. He managed to last a few minutes longer, but even he hadn’t anticipated his orgasm hitting him so quickly. He had climaxed before he or Prince could say anything about it, his body tensing before practically ragdolling against the bed. Prince gasped, enjoying just how much tighter that made Healer. “Just a bit more, hold on for me, my love.” Prince whispered, moving to be on his elbows over him. “I’m so close, just a little longer.” He whispered again, pressing kisses against Healer’s jaw. “So so good for me, such a good boy.” His thrusts started to lose rhythm, becoming sloppier and less intense. “So so so pretty, so handsome-” He moaned, thrusting forward one final time before stalling as his climax washed over him.
As the afterglow washed over both of them, Prince moved to look at Healer’s face. “You did such a good job, my dove. Such a good job, you did so well.” He whispered sweet nothings as he rode out his high, listening to his darling’s breaths and small hums. “I’ll get a bath running for us soon, love. You won’t have to do a thing.” He said, smiling down at Healer as he brushed the blonde’s hair out of his eyes. “Do you need anything from me?” Healer shook his head, hooking his heels around Prince’s back. “Mmh, alright, we’ll lay here a while.” He laughed, panting as he pushed his nose against his lover’s neck. About fifteen minutes passed, and Prince forced himself to pull away. When Healer whined, he laughed and said “I know, I know. I’ll be back in just a moment, I want to wipe you down a little.” He pulled off the condom, tying it off and tossing it into the small trashcan beside the bed. Healer laid on the bed, half asleep but so very happy. When Prince returned, he had a warm wash rag, gently wiping down the worse of what was on his darling. “C’mon, I’ll carry you to the bathroom. Just relax for me.”
Prince lifted Healer up with a bit of struggle, but he still carried him to the bathroom and set him down on the toilet seat lid. “Well, so much for that bath you took before I got home.” Healer laughed, swallowing before saying “It was worth it, I feel great.” His voice was so raspy, it almost made Prince feel a little bad. “Not hurt, are you?” Healer shook his head. “Good. Now get in the bath.” He lifted Healer up again, placing him in the bath as it filled with warm water. After climbing in and shutting the water off, Prince sighed before saying “..Thank you for that, my dove. I needed that after the day I had.” “Mhm?” Healer moved over, laying against Prince’s chest. “I could tell, you came in looking rather upset.” Prince pressed a soft kiss to the top of his head, gently running a hand through his darling’s hair. “You know me too well. Just relax, I’ll take care of you.” Healer closed his eyes, fading to sleep before Prince could even start to wash his body.