Splash!

"Nngh!"

Cold, wet marble pressed against Adrien’s front side and warm, sudsy water splashed around his legs, spilling up onto the marble lining the large bath. Enveloping him and the entire room was a thick steam that was wafting off the hot water that filled the tub.

He was now doing the one thing that he had promised himself that he wouldn’t do.

It was late in the evening and he and Mikyle had retired back to the Ruby Palace after having dinner with everyone. A dinner that had included the King and the Crown Prince.

Mikyle, who had sneakily told his servants to not prepare a guest room and had secretly placed Adrien’s spare clothes in his bedchamber, convinced Adrien to take a bath with him. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Adrien, who had been prepared to turn him down, had wound up agreeing. It was all because of what Mikyle had whispered into his ear after breakfast during their tour of the Ruby Palace, and partially because he was in a good mood after the Queen Regent had lent him some of her romance books– ones he was eagerly looking forward to reading.

"Nngh!" Adrien’s hands curled against the marble, unable to find a good grip. His cock, which was pressed against his stomach and the cold marble, ached pleasantly with each thrust. Water dripped from his hair, mixing with the water pooled around his arms and chest.

Splash!

Water slapped against his legs and the side of the tub. His body slid forward, just enough for the friction to tease his aching cock.

Mikyle leaned forward, the hard lines of his chest and abdomen pressing into Adrien’s back. His larger hands found Adrien’s much smaller ones and covered them, intertwining their fingers.

Teeth scraped against Adrien’s neck, sending a flutter to his stomach where it pooled down low. Cum beaded unseen at the tip of his cock as the pressure of Mikyle’s added weight pinned it even closer to Adrien’s stomach.

"Kyle!" Adrien gasped out, unable to say Mikyle’s full name as an indescribable pleasure swarmed through him.

Somehow understanding his silent plea, Mikyle leaned back. He then lifted Adrien up and repositioned him until he was straddling his lap.

Adrien’s hands automatically found themselves holding onto Mikyle’s shoulders, his nails pressing into the firm skin underneath them. Mikyle captured his lips, pulling Adrien closer, smashing Adrien’s weeping cock in between them.

His eyes fluttered shut as he opened his mouth, fully giving himself over to Mikyle’s eager tongue. Tongues danced hungrily and teeth scraped against lips.

He should be feeling embarrassed. On any other day he probably would have. But Mikyle had made sure that the Ruby Palace had been almost completely emptied. It also soothed him some when he had learned that the bathroom had been soundproofed– apparently a precaution that the original designer of the palace had taken into account. And probably not just for this palace but for all of them.

Mikyle pulled away. His eyes were hooded as he gazed down at Adrien’s naked form. "I knew this place would suit you perfectly," his voice was thick with pleasure. His tongue darted out and licked his lips as he eyed a bead of water running down Adrien’s skin, marking a trail right over one of Adrien’s budding nipples. "I have been dreaming about taking you over and over again while in this tub for a long time." He leaned down, allowing his tongue to lap up the bead of water, following the trail up to the perky little rose bud that was calling out to him.

"Nngh!" Adrien’s lips tingled from the loss of Mikyle’s voracious attention at his mouth. His voice echoed in the room, filling it completely.

He knew that doing it in the bathroom would be like this. That it would be wet and loud. But it was so erotic and lewd sounding that it made the sensation feel more intense. And the burning of the steam ignited his skin as it combined with the fiery warmth of Mikyle’s skin.

His head rolled back as more sounds escaped from deep within his throat as Mikyle paid his sensitive nipples with the utmost care and attention. His cock twitched in response every time Mikyle’s teeth grazed against those sensitive buds.

Mikyle’s hands pressed bruisingly against Adrien’s hips, his nails digging slightly into the soft skin. They held Adrien firmly into place as Mikyle rhythmically thrusted into him. Tears welled up in the corners of Adrien’s eyes at the overwhelming pleasure that was coursing through him.

"You feel so good," Mikyle growled, his face still planted against Adrien’s chest. A shiver ran down Adrien’s spine, sending a pleasant feeling down into his lower stomach.

"Ah! You feel. Ah. Amazing too." Adrien heard the jumble of words and moans spill out of his mouth, almost against his will. "So thick."

His face ignited into a beautiful scarlet color, unbelieving of the words that tumbled out of his mouth. He had a feeling that he would be ashamed and extremely embarrassed by his behavior once morning came.

His words seemed to have sparked some kind of reaction because Mikyle grew even bigger inside of him. Adrien felt his ass flutter as it stretched painfully yet pleasantly as it tried to accommodate the girth of Mikyle shaft.

Mikyle lifted his head and the cold that assaulted his wet nipples caused a shudder to rake through his body. Mikyle’s darkened gaze was leveled with Adrien’s own hooded gaze, their noses were so close that they brushed against each other.

"Kiss me, Kitten," Mikyle murmured, his voice pleasantly low and husky.

Adrien’s eyes fluttered shut and his ass twitched upon hearing Mikyle’s voice. But without a second of hesitation, he brought their lips together. Mikyle’s eyes stayed opened, the gaze in them hungry but tinged with a tender softness.

Taking the initiative– one that Adrien had yet needed to do in this life– he tentatively slid his tongue against Mikyle’s lips. A chuckle rumbled deep from within Mikyle as he opened his mouth to allow Adrien’s wandering tongue access.

Adrien kept his eyes slightly opened as his tongue gingerly yet eagerly explored the wet, hot cavern. His tongue slid over Mikyle’s perfect teeth and danced with his tongue. One of his hands slid lower down Mikyle’s back while the other slid up to his hair, tangling itself in the golden strands at the base.

Mikyle’s hands released the grip they had on his waist and slid to his ass, groping and kneading it. His thrusts became slower, but yet were hitting Adrien deeper than ever before, sliding against that sweet spot with every single strike.

Adrien allowed the pleasure to roll through his body, but in his mind, he still couldn’t believe that Mikyle had been a virgin up until a couple of weeks ago. Adrien had to come to terms with how gifted and skilled Mikyle was every time they joined like this– not that Adrien was complaining. In fact, he quite enjoyed it– but he was secretly saddened by the fact that he couldn’t teach Mikyle anything.

Teach? Teach him what? You never went past handholding and a few kisses with your first girlfriend. And the first time you had slept with a man had been a one time thing! And you both had been drunk during that time! Adrien both ranted and scoffed to himself.

Pain stabbed his ass cheeks as Mikyle scraped his nails bitingly against them. "I must not be doing a good enough job," Mikyle muttered with a growl, "your mind is wandering."

That was the only warning he had before Mikyle stood up while still holding Adrien. No, still deeply inside of Adrien.

Adrien’s hands tightened around Mikyle’s neck as he pressed himself flush up against him. A gasp that sounded suspiciously like a moan escaped from his bruised lips when Mikyle climbed up the single step leading outside the tub.

Both pleasure and fear filled Adrien instantly. Fear at the thought of them falling, and pleasure with every step taken as Mikyle’s length slid deeper into him, striking him at a different angle than from before.

Mikyle slowly made his way over to the drying area. The small area was carpeted with a plush area rug and there was a bench stationed against the wall. Mikyle ignored the bench and went directly to a clear patch of wall.

"I’ll make sure you’ll only have time to moan," Mikyle whispered as he pressed Adrien’s back up against the wall. "Your mind won’t have time to think about anything else."

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