Butterfly Prince

by Britannica Tany

  “Hmm.” Aiden tilts his head with interest, his hand moving to rest against Kael’s hip. “Do you know what it represents, Aiden?” Kael’s voice had dropped to a whisper and he was leaning closer to Aiden. “No…tell me.” His feline eyes never waver from Aiden’s expression as he speaks.

  “It represents pleasure.” Aiden’s eyes focus in on Kael’s lips, watching the way they moved around the syllables of ple-a-su-re and he takes in a sharp breath, his grip on Kael’s hip tightening. “Pleasure, huh?” Kael nods. “But it’s a meaning not many know of; it was renamed and became a ‘remembrance poppy.’”

  “Never knew that.” Aiden replies, Kael shrugs. “Would you be able to further tell me the meaning of ‘pleasure’ in details?” Aiden’s hand was now placed against the back of Kael’s jeans, his fingers curling into the mound of his buttocks. Kael was smiling, his feline eyes dark and enticing. “Tell you?” He leans closer until their lips are grazing. “Why not just show you?” Aiden shivers, groaning Kael’s name before pushing their bodies together and locking their lips. The flower falls from Kael’s hand and flutters to the ground. Aiden fully gropes Kael’s behind as they kiss, his tongue slipping out to enter Kael’s mouth. He chuckles when their teeth knock and brings his other hand to Kael’s behind, gripping the soft and clothed flesh with eagerness. Kael bounces up onto his tiptoes, his body tingling as Aiden squeezed. They pull back—breathless—they look into each other’s eyes for a moment before leaning in for another kiss. It was softer and sweeter this time, like a wonderful melody unfolding between them, Kael bit down hard on Aiden’s bottom lip, earning an amused moan from him. Aiden slides his hand up from Kael’s behind to caress his back and they break away again to regain their breath.

  “D-do you understand now?” Kael asks, his lips swollen red just like the poppy and his brown eyes glazed over. He looked absolutely sensual. “No, I need you to teach me.” Aiden rolls his hips forward catching Kael by surprise and causing him to rest his hands against the table and lean back for support. “Teach me all that you know about flowers, give me a new definition of the word pleasure.” Aiden slides his hands from Kael’s back to his stomach, where he begins to lift his shirt. “I want to know everything, see everything,” The shirt pops from Kael’s head, ruffling his dark hair. “Taste everything.”

  “Aiden,” He places his lips to the mid of Kael’s chest and rests them there to feel the youngers skin against his. Kael shudders, his left hand moving to grip Aiden’s hair. Aiden kisses up to Kael’s collarbones and then back down to his pectorals. Kael’s nails scrape against Aiden’s scalp and Aiden’s eyes widen when he feels something against him. He pulls back and slowly looks up to meet Kael’s eyes. “Shut-up, I can feel you too.” He says in a whisper and as if affirming this, Kael places his palm against the front of Aiden’s slacks. “You can?” Aiden questions, his brown eyes fluttering. “Ye—yes.” Kael moves his palm and Aiden groans, biting his bottom lip. “Th—then…you can feel how much I want you.” Kael’s eyes widen and he opens his mouth to say something else but stops short when Aiden’s fingers tug at the zipper on his jeans. “Hey, we aren’t going to—“

  “Yes, we are.” Aiden’s tone had changed, his voice was deeper and there was an undertone of ‘forget-everything’ behind his words. “But here?” Kael didn’t believe it. “Yes, here.” The zipper comes down with ease and then Kael’s jeans. Aiden takes a step back to ogle Kael’s disheveled appearance. There were light prickles of hair on his legs, but his thighs were milky smooth and then his gaze traveled up to Kael’s face where he looked into those endless eyes and found a new definition of the term beauty. Kael keeps his gaze on Aiden, watching as he watched him. “Show me.” Aiden suddenly commands and Kael tilts his head. “Show you what?”

  “Pleasure, show me pleasure so I can love you like you should be loved.” Kael’s eyes widen and the silence weighs in on them—the only sound was their hammering hearts. “I can’t—that’s…” Aiden smiles warmly now, a hand coming to unbutton his white shirt. “Kael,”

  “Yes?”

  “Touch your heart.”

  “What?”

  “Just do it.” Kael does as he’s told, bringing a hand to his bare chest and placing it over his heart. Aiden grins. “Now slide your hand down.”

  “Down…okay.” Kael does this too and then Aiden tells him to close his eyes. Kael listens to his voice—his voice is nice, soothing, like a sensual lullaby. “With your eyes closed, I’m not here, so keep them closed and show me all that you are.” Kael nods slowly, his hand going up to his neck and then down, down, down. Aiden says not a word, watching as Kael touched himself, his slender fingers dancing along the jut of his pale hips and then tugging at the hem of his boxers. They worked flawlessly and then Kael’s boxers dropped away, baring himself to Aiden’s lecherous eyes. His hand comes to a stop and Aiden’s gaze is drawn to Kael’s face. There he saw the beauty of his expressions; his furrowed eyebrows and the single strand of hair that was stuck to the corner of his lips. Those same lips part to let out a faint moan and Aiden strains to listen to Kael’s voice. He wants him to say his name, he wants to hear it so badly. But instead he watches, taking in the way Kael’s left hand curled around himself. “A-Aiden,” he finally says and Aiden takes a step forward, shedding the rest of his clothes and wrapping his hand around Kael’s. “Open your eyes.” Slowly Kael does and there he saw Aiden smiling. “I’ve seen enough.”

  “Really?”

  “Yes…” Aiden places his other hand to the mid of Kael’s back and whispers into his ear. “Slow and tantalizing, like watching a flower bloom you touched yourself so gracefully.” Kael shudders. “So I’ll do just that…but better.” Kael was absolutely speechless, his brown eyes a bright question mark. Aiden moves their hands together against Kael and the Prince’s knees knock together, his thoughts blending until he couldn’t think any longer. Aiden sucks Kael’s earlobe into his mouth, his tongue works playfully and Kael pants, hot breaths of air fanning across Aiden’s shoulder. Aiden’s tongue descends downward, sliding along the curve of Kael’s neck and then lower to his collarbones. Maybe it was the flowers mixing in with Kael’s scent, but Aiden felt intoxicated, dizzy and he just wanted all of him, everything. Aiden’s hand drops away from Kael’s and goes to grip his hips. Kael blinks curiously, his eyes dropping down to gaze at Aiden. Kael felt a heavy resurgence of arousal as he stared. Aiden chuckles deeply. “Staring like that only makes me want you more, Kael.” Aiden warns softly, Kael blinks rapidly, tearing his gaze away and busying his hands elsewhere.

  Aiden’s lips part to envelope Kael’s nipple. “Aah,” Kael moans, all of his movements stilling as Aiden sucked hard on the tan nipple. So he likes that. He tries again, earning a better, louder response from Kael. He’s never been pleasured this way. He doesn’t know how because he never had the chance. Aiden tears his body away from Kael and grips both his wrists. “What is it?” Kael asks breathlessly. “Your hands,” Aiden holds Kael’s hands in his. “Touch me with them, map out every plane and crevice of my body.” Kael blinks, his abdomen coiling with heat. “Wh-what?”

  “I want to give you what you’ve never been given I want you to see just how crazy you make me Kael.” Aiden releases Kael’s hands. “So touch me.” It takes a moment, Kael doesn’t react instantly, instead he raises his hands slowly, one coming to rest against Aiden’s stomach and the other going to wrap around his hip. Aiden trembles; Kael moves his hand across Aiden’s stomach, feeling along the curves of his abs and then moving his hand to Aiden’s arm and gripping his bicep. Aiden’s breath hitches when Kael begins to stroke along his body, it was a tight grip and Kael touched Aiden like he’s known him all his life. Sensitive and sweet, pleasure and lust—it all flashed in Aiden’s eyes as Kael touched him. And then suddenly the brunette is dropping to his knees and Aiden’s eyes widen.

  Aiden cups Kael’s chin and tilts his head so he can kiss him. He pushes their bodies together, they were chest to chest and Aiden could
feel Kael’s hammering heart beating against his. Aiden’s lips fall away from Kael’s and so he ends up kissing his jaw. It’s rough and painfully good. Aiden’s head drops down to bite the dip between Kael’s collarbones, marking him. “Aiden,”

  “Louder.” With ease he turns Kael around by his hips, the brunette places his hands to the table-top, dirt dusting across his palms, but he didn’t care. Aiden’s hands glide up from Kael’s hips and over his back and then down again feeling Kael’s skin against his palm. His hands go down to cup the curve of Kael’s butt, he squeezes gently at first, his fingers pressing into the firm skin. Kael lets out a slow moan, his head hanging. Aiden continues to caress Kael, his heart racing, eyes glittering. “My name…say it…”

  “Aiden.”

  “Again.”

  “A-Aiden.”

  “Tell me what you want.” Aiden whispers. “I want you—you Aiden.” Kael huffs, biting his bottom lip in anticipation and then he gasps before screaming, his head whipping back, Aiden’s eyes widen. “Did I hurt you?” He asks in a panic and Kael manages to shake his head, panting out, “No, it felt good, again, do it again.” Aiden’s eyes widen and a slow grin falls onto his lips. Be gentle, be gentle. Aiden reminded himself as he felt Kael closely. Oh my god, he thinks with his eyebrows furrowed, his body sensitive to every sound Kael made. “Hey…Kael…”

  “Y-yes.”

  “Let me know if I’m close, okay?” Kael nods, using one hand to shove his dark bangs out of his eyes. “Okay.” Aiden slides closer to him and Kael trembles, his legs quaking. “Deeper, go deeper.”

  “Mmm.” Aiden struggles in getting out a proper reply, his eyes latching to the way Kael’s body moved against his hand. Oh my god, oh my god this is so—Kael moans, it was low and gravely—Kael’s so gorgeous, Aiden thought, his hips moving. Kael’s eyes widen and he nearly falls to his knees, but Aiden holds him up by his stomach. “Th-th-there.” Kael stammers, his vision beginning to spot white. “There?”

  “Yes, hurry, again, harder.”

  “Damn, do you know what you’re doing to me?” Aiden grumbles in frustration, jutting his fingers. Sweat was glistening across Kael’s back, his shoulder blades tensed together, almost touching as he huffed for Aiden to go deeper. “I can’t wait…can I—“

  “Yes, please, hurry.” Kael pleads, his body pushing back towards Aiden. But his fingers are removed and he twists Kael’s head around to kiss him. As he kisses him, he slips into him, Kael’s eyes widen and Aiden swallows the painful moan that vibrates Kael’s throat. He starts a slow pace not wanting to hurt him. Slowly…slowly—“Damn it, damn it, Kael.”

  “L-language.” Kael manages to joke despite the eager hands on his hips and Aiden’s hot breath against his neck. He can feel Aiden so close to him and he pictures the sun imploding and the stars falling. Yes, it hurt, it felt like fire was pricking at his insides, but that fire quickly became a tingle of pleasure. Aaah, is this what it feels like be connected to someone you love? “My name, Kael, say it.” Aiden demands, his voice husky with lust. “Aiden.”

  “Louder.” Aiden thrusts forward, knocking Kael onto his chest, dirt tainted his pale skin, but he was still flawlessly gorgeous. “Aiden…” Aiden stands up straight, his hands still on Kael’s hips and he holds him tightly. Kael bites his hand to keep his screams under control. “I want to hear you, this is our first,”—thrust—“Time, I want to clearly hear you.” Slowly Kael removes his teeth from his arm, red indentations lined his skin. “…Aiden.”

  “Is it okay if I’m a little rough? I can’t hold it back anymore.” Aiden confesses, his eyebrows drawing together. “T-that’s fine.” Kael reassures him, lifting himself up and pushing against Aiden. The older takes in a sharp breath and then he’s moving in tempo with Kael.

  They were beginning to lose themselves in each other, the sounds of their love making echoing throughout the greenhouse. Aiden pulls out with a groan and turns Kael around, he quickly clears the table behind Kael with one sweeping motion of his hand—the pots and flowers clatter to the ground—they were going to renovate it anyways. His hands cup the underside of Kael’s thighs and he hoists him up and lays him back against the table. “I know this is no satin bedsheet but it’ll have to do.” Aiden says softly, Kael shakes his head with a laugh. “I want to see your face.” Aiden adds softly, tugging Kael by his ankles and then yanking his knees apart. It was quite an unusual position, but Aiden quickly adjusted to it as Kael began to moan again. “Aiden…” He pants. “Yes?” Aiden thrusts deep and hard, Kael’s back curls and his chest lifts up as he took in a deep breath. “Say my name too.”

  “Kael,” Aiden’s fingers claw into Kael’s thighs. “Kael …I…” Kael moves his hands down to meet Aiden’s and they clasp together, falling against the table. Aiden clutches Kael’s hand as he moves against him. Kael struggles to form a reply, but the way his lips twitched was enough of a signal. Aiden nods, leaning down and claiming Kael’s lips with his own, he forces his tongue down Kael’s throat, the palms of their hands were practically painted together. Aiden pulls back and looks into Kael’s eyes. There were tears mixing in with his sweat and then his lips parted to let out three gentle words. “I love you.” Aiden’s eyes widen and his heartbeat slows. Kael smiles and then his lips twitch when he feels that mind numbing, time-freezing tingle in his abdomen. “Aiden, I think—” He’s cut off when Aiden slips into him, he bares his teeth and bites the taut tip of Kael’s nipple. “Tell me again.” He grunts. “Say that you love me over and over.”

  “I love you.”—one thrust—“I love you, so much”—another, Aiden can’t stop and he kisses Kael one last time, ribbons of white shooting from the younger and splattering their stomachs. Kael’s body begins to relax, but Aiden was still going and ever so softly against Kael’s ear he whispers. “I love you too, my Prince.” And Kael shivers when Aiden’s entire being fills him, Aiden gives a few more shallow thrusts riding out the rest of his high. Their bodies’ slump together in exhaustion and all that could be heard is their heavy breathing echoing around the greenhouse. “We’re crazy.” Kael blurts and Aiden laughs. “Crazy?”

  “Uh, yes, making love in the greenhouse!?” Kael pushes himself off of the table and dusts the dirt off the underside of his arms. Aiden laughs again. “Another unforgettable memory to add, huh?” Aiden nudges Kael who shakes his head murmuring. “I’m gonna feel this in the morning.”

  “Sorry, I didn’t think we would…”

  “Naah, it’s alright.” Aiden helps Kael off of the table, the lower part of his back spasms slightly. “Damn, you were relentless.” Kael mutters, Aiden scratches the back of his neck shyly. “I just snapped.”

  “Yeah, obviously.” Kael looks around gathering up his discarded clothes and then his nose scrunches up when he notices sweat and then the realization hits him of what they had just done. “There’s a hose out back, I checked it out the last time we came here.” Aiden says, already making a beeline for the back doors. “Really? I never noticed it.” Aiden opens the door, Kael follows after him. “Maybe you were too busy suffering from your own heartaches to notice.” He looks back and flashes Kael a gentle smile. Kael stares at him in awe and then brushes past him and out into the fresh air. It smelled like rain and the lingering scent of sex. “See, over there.” Aiden points, running over to the hose, still naked. Kael watches as his ass bounces and laughs. “What?” Aiden asks twisting the knob on the water. “Nothing, nothing.” The hose wriggles to life, water spurting out and dosing Kael in cool waves. “Hey!” he shouts, Aiden laughs, wrestling the hose and pointing it at Kael’s ankles.

  The unexpected ‘I love you’s’ and kisses, the unexpected connection and love.

  Aiden watches Kael as he stands in front of the water spouting from the hose. A look of adoration crosses his face and he calls Kael. “Hey, Stale Kael…”

  “Hmm?” Kael shoves his wet bangs out of his face, staring at Aiden curiously. “I love you.” Aiden blurts and Kael blinks before shaking his he
ad and laughing loudly. “I know you do.” He says walking over to Aiden and pulling him into a naked embrace. An embrace that left nothing hidden, that conveyed everything. Aiden could have stayed like that forever, taking a shower by water hose with Kael at the greenhouse Skye treasured.

  This would be one of his most beautiful and precious memories in life…he’d never forget it.

  ~PART THREE~

  Every time I think of you I discover something new

  Mended Wounds…

  Francis stares up at his ceiling, listening to the constant whirr of the electric fan he had set atop his desk. His eyes would dart across the ceiling back and forth as though there was a bug skittering across the white plaster and then he sighs. Maybe there was a bug there and he couldn’t see it, maybe he just sensed it or maybe he was going crazy. He sits up shoving his black bangs out of his eyes and he stares down at his lap. He pondered for a moment if Jenna would go back to normal, if she would start smiling like she used to, but somewhere deep down he knew that was nearly impossible. She had come over to watch him practice continuing to give her support even if she was heartbroken, but she didn’t pay attention to him—she stared through his body and her eyes would blink slowly and she moved like a ghost as though there was no meaning to her life. It’s not like he’s dead. Francis wanted to say. You just broke up, the worlds not falling apart. But her world was and even though he didn’t understand, he could at least acknowledge her pain. He rises from his bed slipping into the crocs Kai had bought him some time ago. He didn’t pay much attention to how he dressed although Janus would get onto him to “at least look like something” whenever he came to visit him at the castle. Francis had thought about going there today and reeking some havoc but he had a plan—it wasn’t the best thought out plan and he didn’t want to get Kai involved, no…he couldn’t hurt him. After that time on the couch—“You said you were gay, right?” Francis nods not exactly sure where this was going. “And right now, in this moment, I’m saying that I like you.”