For Augustin, Edgar was the perfect home, even if he had to hurt him often. At the upcoming thoughts, he shook his head, and his blond hair flew around. If only he could talk to Edgar about it, but the fear was too great. The great fear that he wouldn’t live any longer as Daphne did, because of theire bond with Edgar. They still saw the two more as a matter of fun than friendship and never as lover. But this assumption was just right for Augustin,  because it meant that Edgar would not be in any danger here in Nefarious, as long as he did not become too conspicuous. After all Augustin may be refined to make everything seem like a game over the years, even though he broke a heart each time doing so. Now stroked by the oncoming pain, he stood up in Edgars arms.

“They can’t take you away from me.” You could feel the room light up after the prince spoke his words in a soft-loving tone. Both men smiling at each other, dreaming of a future together.

“They won’t, I don’t have to fight. I will be helping your father, to plan everything and… I stopped listening after that, be-..” A little giggle left Augustin throat. It was more of a serious Oh no giggle, but Edgar misunderstood and was know eyeing the boy in his lap. Augustin felt how the loving warmth left the room and an icy feeling stormed in. He slowly looked up, knowing when he would meet the brown and green from his lover it would be over for him. So, before it could happen, he closed them, but still facing Edgar. Edgar took his middle and pointer finger to left Augustin’s chin a little more, stretching the way he liked it the most. The princes heart started racing the moment he felt Edgar’s skin against his owns.

There were only two options now. The first would be, Edgar starting to lecture him, what kind of made him aroused, but that would make Edgar even madder. And the second would be sex, rough sex. The thought having Edgar inside of him for the last time before this War, was more than overwhelming but also soothing his aching heart. Before Augustine could comprehend what was happening, he already moaned: “Please, take me.”

But this sentenced had another effect on Edgar. The older one slipped his finger away, leaving a cold spot on the small chin of Augustin.

“Darling, I am not here to play.” The raspy voice freezes the cold air for a second and Augustin began to squirm in the lap of the young Earl.

“I would love to eat you up. Take you so hard that your voice dies, and your body on fire. Stretching out this little ass of yours…” The moans of Augustin got louder, and he started to push his groin against the young Earls. His body was begging to be touched. But Edgar wouldn’t give in so easily. After all he didn’t came her to hear these lively screams of his Darling.

“Darling, I don’t want to stymie you. But first I have to tell you something….”