The day after Christmas was a perfectly busy affair, the town full of merry smiles and a lovely feeling of 'betterness' washing over every man, woman, and child bustling around the snow-covered village square; as if a curse had been lifted right after the 'the end' in a storybook.

The mood was clean and easy and the heavy snow just added a sparkle over the almost majestic time. No, the serene mood wouldn't last forever but it was here now and the people in the Saltayva Kingdom would cherish it, then get on with their everyday life when it passed.

King Eaton and Prince Tuck stood together at the edge of their bedroom balcony; fingers and souls entwined as they looked out onto their kingdom, their people. They smiled, snow falling around them as they both just watched, content with the moment and not wanting to spoil it with words.

They knew what the other was thinking; they didn't need words.

Tuck inhaled a deep, slow breath, taking in the crisp snow and the faint smell of meats and pies being cooked; some wood burning in hearths and gravy being stirred in a hot iron pot over a cookfire. But most of all he smelled Eaton; sweet and lovely and sharp and soft, utter perfection combined into a man he had the privilege to hold.

He turned, letting his nose burrow softly into Eaton's hair, closing his eyes and blocking out all the other smells besides his; so very precious and rare.

Eaton made a small noise, confusion mixed with amusement as he giggled softly.

The snow danced a little prettier as the noise rang out into the beautiful morning; trying to garner the King's attention and gain praise. It was given wholeheartedly.

"What's that for, my Prince?" He asked with a teasing glint in his eyes, the golden color shining bright against the white all around them.

"Just enjoying something I received for Christmas, my King." He replied easily, tilting Eaton's head upward with a simple finger under his chin as he took his lips in a soft kiss. Heat lingered around them, the remembrance of their passion from the evening before still clinging to their skin as they looked at each other. Their lustful gazes met, the air between them heating for a moment before they both were reduced into fond, amused laughter.

"I could use a bath..."

Eaton commented after a few more moments, still looking out onto their people and drinking in their merriment; not able to get enough and feeling so very honored that they had accepted both he and Tuck as their new figureheads of leadership. It was an honor that he would proudly carry until it was time to step away or until people no longer wanted him; perhaps there would be a time where even Tuck didn't want him.

"Hey... what are you thinking about? You have quite a thoughtful look, Pet." Tuck noted softly, voice sprinkled with little bits of concern as he tilted his head, trying to catch Eaton's eye.

Eaton shook his head, smiling up at his counterpart and leaning up to kiss him sweetly.

"I'm alright. Just thoughts," he assured, trying to soothe over his partner's ruffled feathers and sealing the deal with one last kiss. It worked effectively, a content purr vibrating from Tuck's chest as a hand snaked around Eaton's waist and rested at the small of his back; holding the smaller man close and he tilted his head and kissed him deeper.

Tuck took control easily, although it was given just as voluntarily as Eaton simply smiled and opened his mouth wider; eager for Tuck to devour him.

Tuck did. And Eaton was.

Completely devoured.

A breathy moan rose from Eaton's kiss swollen lips, a flair of heat pulsing from within him as he stifled the needy sounds that tried to drip like warm honey off his tongue.

Tuck tilted his head, giving Eaton a considering look and smirking, the animal inside of him taking in the spicier edge that Eaton's scent had taken on as he felt himself stir underneath his robes. Eaton's heat wasn't done; both of them were aware that last night was not at all going to be a one-time occurrence, not in the slightest.

A low growl rumbled from Tuck's chest, a possessive chuff being nosed into Eaton's neck as the alpha very gently nudged his omega backward; back towards the bedroom and ultimately their bed. Eaton gave in without much -if any- fuss, a purely submissive purr answering back to Tuck's growl.

"We might as well get a bit dirtier before we get clean, hm?"

Tuck's fangs scraped over the freshly made mark on Eaton's throat after he spoke, a shudder of ecstasy trembling through the smaller male's body as his head tilted away to give more access. A shaky nod was given as a reply, the smell of their combined arousal and Eaton's sweet slick starting to fill the air around them.

Tuck panted at the smell, eyes closing and mouth watering at his -his- omega's arousal for him. It was something so utterly empowering that he almost staggered from the awe of it. Eaton, this beautiful, wonderful gift of a man was his to cherish and savor. To taste and to torture with pleasure until they were both satisfied.

The alpha in him stirred, pacing under his skin with impatience as he pressed forward and carefully laid Eaton out on the bed; nimble fingers sliding the gold silk robe from Eaton's pale shoulders and watching it pool on the marble floor with a decadently smooth swish from the corner of his eye.

Eaton's skin flushed a delicate pink, the coolness blowing in from the open balcony doors kissing across his skin with tenderness almost matching Tucks, a slow gasp passing through his lips as the object of his attention slowly slid his own robe off and let it fall next to Eatons.

Now they were facing each other once more -although they had never once looked away- and were silent for a moment.

Alpha to Omega.

Tuck to Eaton.

Mate to Mate.

Eaton reached out, gold eyes shimmering with love and wan as he skimmed his fingers across Tuck's broad shoulders, letting them slide down over his strong pectorals and squeeze there gently. He smirked, a flash of heat flowing through him as he felt the smell of Tuck's arousal thicken around him. He leaned forward again, only this time he dipped his head and let his tongue taste Tuck's skin, gentle and tentative at first but growing in boldness as the seconds passed.

Tuck's hands ran lovingly through Eaton's hair, preening under the attention from his mate and moaning softas as fangs nipped his skin; red eyes fluttering shut as he let Eaton's smell completely overtake him.

Working his way down, Eaton let his mouth and fingers explore his mate's beautiful body until he got down to the hot, heavy shaft currently standing upright and pulsing against Tuck's stomach. His lips parted, tongue wetting them as he nuzzled his cheek against Tuck's arousal; inhaling the scent that almost too much. This was truly where he belonged.

Somewhere he felt safe and loved; unjudged and welcomed to be an equal and serving because he wanted to. Not expected or denied.

He loved Tuck so much his heart ached. Their friendship had so easily fallen into love that Eaton really couldn't have imagined himself with anyone else; ever. And he knew Tuck felt the same, could feel and taste it.

Tuck let out a breathy groan above him, muscles visibly tensing as he continued to pet Eaton's hair encouragingly. Eaton waste no more time, opening his mouth and taking Tuck inside as he let his tongue lap at the head; cleaning up the juices that proved Tuck's want for him. His eyes fluttered shut, savoring the taste and craving more as he eagerly sucked at the head; noting the shudder from Tuck with pride as his hands went to the alpha's hips to steady himself as he carefully took more into his mouth.

Tuck was on fire, barely containing another growl that was starting in his throat as he watched his beloved suck him; eyes blown wide and body leaking scents of need. Coupled with the cautious innocence that Eaton had it took all of Tuck's willpower to not just finish right then and there.

He was honored that Eaton felt safe enough to completely be himself; to feel free enough to do what he liked despite it falling into the stereotypical. It didn't matter. Because it was just Eaton and Tuck right now.

Tuck knew Eaton wouldn't feel oppressed by the more primal and territorial side of his second gender, and in return Tuck would never take advantage of Eatons; Eaton knew that.

And that was beautiful.

"I'm afraid I won't last long if this persists, my love."

Eaton choked, growing a bit overeager and trying to take Tuck further down his throat. He pulled away, coughing for a moment and swallowing before he looked up and smiled at his alpha.

Tuck smiled too; fond and oh so approving as he wiped a bit of saliva from Eaton's chin with his thumb.

"Now may I spoil you?"

Tuck was more than ready to do so, but he didn't want to hinder Eaton's efforts when he enjoyed them so much. His smile turned amused, the dark color seeping into his omega's cheeks making a wave of pride wash through him as he gently guided Eaton back and spread him out; hands above his head and legs invitingly parted as Tuck melted into the space provided. He let his fingers explore first, eyes watching attentively as his darker hands slid smoothly over Eaton's pale skin; the body underneath him trembling as small sounds were sighed past ruby lips.

Tuck's fangs ached, wanting to claim and bite as teased the soft skin of Eaton's thighs with his tongue and teeth. His mouth ventured inward, a purely dominant smirk pulling the corners of his lips upwards as he felt Eaton's legs tremble around him. He leaned forward, then down.

"A-Alpha!"

Tuck's tongue was... so long. So hot and wet and so good. Eaton's fingers twisted into Tuck's hair helplessly, toes curling and legs shaking as Tuck truly devoured him.

"You're so wet Sweetheart... so wet for me."

Tuck growled, spreading Eaton's legs even wider apart and hoisting his legs over his own broad shoulders; head dipping back down to continue feasting. Eaton's hands fell back to the pillow behind him, lips parting and chest rapidly rising and falling as his shaft dripped precome onto his stomach.

"I-I think I'm close to-nngh."

His voice shook, hips pressing back on his alpha's tongue as he felt his body coil tighter and tighter until he cried out and released; hole gushing even more slick as he coated his stomach and chest with his seed.

Tuck didn't even slow down as he came and Eaton almost started sobbing as tremor upon tremor of pure pleasure assaulted his body. His eyes squeezed shut and his fangs bit hard enough into his tongue to draw blood, but he still pressed back for more. For more more more.

Tuck didn't have any plans on stopping, his instincts absolutely singing as his nose and mouth and head was filled with Eaton. It was perfect. He loved seeing Eaton unravel under his hands; under his tongue or fingers or shaft. He could do this forever... and he could because they had their whole lives.

He smiled, licking his lips languidly to make sure nothing was wasted before he crawled up and pressed a kiss to Eaton's lips, coaxing the smaller male's tongue to play with his as he soothed his hands up and down his thighs.

You're so... breathtaking, my beloved."

Eaton pressed himself up, wanting to be as close as he could to Tuck as he wrapped his arms around the man's neck and kissed him again. He wasn't satisfied quite yet, and he wasn't a selfish lover. He was aware that Tuck had yet to find some relief, and even a heat was no reason for a royal to be selfish.

"Shall I-" Eaton reached his hand down, feeling the heavy weight of Tuck in his hand and his mouth watered at the memory of his taste. His hole clenched as he produced a little more slick at the thought.

"Mm... I was hoping that perhaps I could be allowed inside you once again, your high-Eaton. Eaton. My... mate." A small blush covered the man's skin, a soft chuckle laughing from both of their chests as Eaton nodded his consent and wrapped his legs around Tuck's hips; felling Tuck's heat touch his own.

"You needn't ask, my darling. Although I-"

Tears glistened at the edges of Eaton's eyes, an absolutely amazed and awed look spreading across his features.

"I'm rather inclined to be grateful. Truly. I feel completely at ease and out of harm's way with you... in any scenario."

Tuck grinned, happy and boyish more than alpha, and Eaton's heart fluttered at the sigh.

"Enter me. Take me. Make me scream until I can't remember my own name."

He whispered, fingers petting lovingly down Tuck's back as he felt the man tense more and more with every whispered word. He loved Tuck's reaction, a growl surrounding him from the male above and a gasp leaving his mouth as his legs were pushed to his chest. He felt lips press two kisses to the insides of his heels, bringing a smile to his face until he whined as Tuck started pushing inside.