Reassurance and Relief

"Um...how was your day?" Marcus asked, blushing hot. It was a lame question, he knew. He just wanted to talk to Jack so badly! His arms were still wrapped tight around his lover's body of course, and he wasn't letting go anytime soon!

"Alright, I guess." Jack sighed, his own big, strong hand gently stroking the young prince's back. "I was worried about you."

"You were?" Marcus gasped, warm relief flooding through his trembling body. Just the thought that this one strong, handsome man cared about him enough to worry made him shiver with delight.

"Of course I was." Jack murmured, shaking his head. "Fuck, the longer this goes on the more I just want to put an end to it. If...this were anyone but Lyra doing this, I'd have stopped it by now. But her...I owe her so much. I just wish there was someone else, someone else who could take your place." He stiffened up against Marcus, a frown on his handsome, scarred face. The young prince felt his heart ache at the obvious distress in his lover's eyes. He wished things were different too, but hugging Jack like this made it hurt a lot less. If they could just meet like this everyday, he was certain he could bear whatever Lyra **** him to do. "You didn't get hurt today, did you?" Jack asked.

"No." The young prince explained quickly. "Um...I was with Juliet, and she was kind of rough at first, but then she calmed down." He blushed as he remembered the redhead pinching his butt. She was a strange one, but Lyra said she liked him, and he was getting the sense that was really true.

"Good." Jack nodded, but there was something still strained in the set of his jaw. Marcus buried his blushing face back in the older man's chest. It didn't matter anyway, what had happened with Juliet. He was with Jack now. That was all that mattered. "I'll talk to Lyra again." The older man grunted. "Maybe there's some way I can make her change her mind and have you do something else instead." He sounded as hopeless about that as Marcus himself felt. Lyra hated him, and he had no doubt that in her mind she thought she was already going way too easy on him. All Jack could do by pushing her more was turn her against him as well.

"It's okay." Marcus murmured into his lover's chest. "You've done enough. Like you said...it's just a few months, then it'll be over." It felt good reassuring Jack like this, especially when he felt his handsome lover relax against him and that warm hand started stroking his back again.

"You're right." Jack nodded. "Just a couple months. Then I'll take you far away from all this, I promise." Marcus smiled at the thought, his mind filled with visions of his handsome lover carrying his slender body out the castle and off to some little cabin where they could live together and make love everyday. It was such a nice fantasy it made him sigh with longing, cuddling tighter against the older man. His little dick twitched and throbbed between his legs at the thought of what they'd get up to once they were alone together. He imagined himself suddenly kneeling between Jack's legs, tenderly sucking on his older lover's big, thick cock, a hand in his hair holding him right where he belonged. It was something he'd only read about in his naughty books, but he was just **** to try it now with Jack! The young prince blushed rather hotter as the vivid fantasy made his body tremble with need, the feel of his lover's muscles against his own soft skin just adding to the insistent aching between his legs. Oh, he really wanted that! Maybe Lyra wouldn't notice they were gone for a little longer.

"Um...Jack" He glanced shyly up at his handsome lover. "I was wondering if..." He swallowed, the words caught in his throat. He had no idea how to do this and it felt so embarrassing to ask! Why couldn't Jack just notice what he wanted? Instead, the older man just smiled patiently, a hand reaching up to ruffle his silver hair. Marcus moaned in pleasure as those callused fingers he just adored rubbed across his forehead, but he wanted more! "I really...want to um suck your cock!" He managed to squeal out, before freezing in place like a startled fawn, stunned at his own boldness. His cheeks felt like they were about to burst into flame, but underneath the embarrassment he was really glad he'd managed to ask. He just wanted to please Jack again! And that was okay, wasn't it? They were lovers now!

"Really?" Jack chuckled, raising an eyebrow. He glanced at the door they'd come through for a moment, then nodded. "Fuck it, I'm not going to say no to that." He growled, and the lust in his own rough voice made Marcus shiver with longing "Let's duck in here." He gestured to a small side room leading off the corridor. Smiling widely, the young prince let his handsome older lover lead him by the shoulder inside. It was just some dusty old storeroom, but when Jack slammed the door shut behind them Marcus was shivering with eager need. He didn't care where they were, he just wanted Jack's cock in his mouth! He watched in hungry delight as the older man reached frantically for his belt, seeming almost as **** as the young prince was. He tugged his trousers down and his thick cock popped free, already half-stiff. Marcus couldn't hold back a second longer, not with his whole body aching with need. He darted forward and collapsed to his knees, grabbing that throbbing shaft with one soft hand. His mouth darted forward and took the swollen head in his mouth, moaning in dizzying delight. Oh...this felt so good already, and he hadn't even started. "Fucking hell!" Jack moaned hoarsely. "You really are ****, aren't you?"

"Yeah!" Marcus slipped his mouth free for just the moment it took to say that, before he darted forward again and wrapped his lips back around the thrilling stiffness of his lover's cock. He moved his head back and forth, sliding his lips along the shaft as far as he could go without gagging. Meanwhile his tongue flickered over salty skin, trying to lick and taste as much as he could. Drops of pre-cum leaked from the swollen head, and he lapped each up with eager delight. Jack shuddered and groaned above him, the pleasure in those sounds so thrilling he could hardly bear it. He just wanted to make his lover moan even louder, and what better way than getting this whole delicious cock down his throat. It would be hard, what with just how big Jack was, but he had to try now!

Forcing his lips back down the delicious cock he felt that gagging start in the back of his throat, tears filling his eyes. Fighting his body with his **** desire to please his lover, the young prince slid further forward, drool spilling from his lips to dribble down Jack's swollen shaft. Another hungry grunt from the older man was his sweet reward as that thick cock slid into his clenching throat. Oh this felt so good. Between his legs his dick was so very hard and as he worked Jack's deeper he couldn't stop his own hips from bucking and wriggling at the shocks of pleasure it sent through his body.

It took a bit more work, but finally he **** himself forward that last inch, fighting through the clenching of his gagging throat. Suddenly his nose was pressed right against his lover's pelvis, his lips wrapped tight around the base of that hard shaft. His heart swelled with dizzying delight that he'd managed it, just the feeling of that stiff, throbbing cock stuffing him full like this a thrill like no other. The only thing that had felt better was feeling Jack on top of him last night. As he slid back, then forward, sliding his soft lips along the iron hardness of his lover's cock, he was focused only on the feeling of that shaft in his mouth, and Jack's grunts and moans above him. The heat of lust filling him up left no room for anything else, no worry about the future or fears for what might happen, only a frantic desire to please the handsome older man who had done so much for him.

Then he felt his lover shudder, and a big, warm hand grabbed him firmly by the hair. Marcus let out a muffled squeal of delight as Jack held him in place, thrusting that amazing cock in and out of his gagging throat. He felt it pulse hotly between his lips, heard a rumbling growl of pleasure from Jack that seemed to throb through his whole body, then hot cum sprayed straight down his throat and into his waiting belly. His own dick ached so much he felt like was going to spurt himself as he swallowed frantically. At last though, he felt the flow ease, leaving his belly warm and full and his dick harder than ever. Slowly, Jack slid his hips back, and his still stiff cock popped free of the young prince's lips. Marcus was flushed and gasping for air, his eyes watering, but he still smiled with utter delight up at his lover's handsome face.

"Fuck, that was good." Jack moaned. His hand slipped down to cup the young prince's cheek, callused fingers tracing over soft skin. Marcus leant into his lover's palm, shivering with warm satisfaction. He hadn't cum himself, and his dick was still aching between his shivering legs, but he didn't much care right now. It felt way better knowing he'd pleased the older man. For a few blissful moments he just knelt there, resting his head in Jack's big hand. Even in the midst of all the bad things that had happened to him, the fact that the older man could still make him feel this good was such a relief. He never wanted this to end. "You want me to return the favor?" Jack asked at last, with a warm smile that made him look even more handsome.

"No, it's okay." Marcus grinned back. "Um...I like it better pleasing you." He admitted shyly, his lashes fluttering. He really did.

"Yeah, I'm getting that." Jack nodded. His hand slipped down to the young prince's shoulder, and Marcus squealed in delight as his lover lifted him back up to his feet and tugged him forward into that warm, muscled chest. He'd never felt safer or happier than when two strong arms wrapped around him and held him there tight, no matter what was going on outside this little storeroom sanctuary. His heart ached and trembled in his chest, and he felt fresh, warm tears in his lashes. Without Jack, he suddenly knew he wouldn't be able to take any of this. It was only the hope of seeing his lover again that had given him the strength to make it through today. Without that, he'd have given up trying to please Juliet, or just collapsed in the corner crying when Lyra was so awful to him.

"Um Jack..." He wriggled up, lifting his head to stare back at his lover's handsome face. "Please, no matter what, please...don't leave me."

"Don't worry, I won't." The older man replied, his voice rumbling with certainty that eased the young prince's worries. Marcus buried his face back against his lover's chest, shutting away the world beyond the strong arms wrapped around his shivering body. He just wanted to stay here forever, no matter what an impossible dream that was. It seemed like Jack was in no hurry to move either, holding him tight and keeping him right where he belonged.