Leo leaned over him, sweat dripping off him, too.
«You're so damn narrow,» he indignantly slapped him hard on the buttock again.
Galh burst into tears and asked in a sobbing voice:
«Stop hitting me!»
«But you don't relax!» Leo responded helplessly, feeling like his cock was about to be cut to hell, he rolled his eyes. «You're hurting me too!»
The young man's eyes widened, he suddenly raised his arms and pulled him to his neck, giving him inept kisses and trying to comfort him, feeling guilty and annoyed at his inexperience.
He tried to wrap his legs around Leo's hips and press himself against him, despite the pain.
«That won't do, silly,» Leo sighed, «turn over.»
He put him on all fours in a quick, impatient motion, and before he could enter the swollen and aching entrance again, he covered his shoulders and back with kisses, running his fingertips over his skin, relaxing him and making him feel safe. Then he reached down and touched his damp, dangling little cock in a surprisingly gentle way.
Galh involuntarily arched his ass and sagged in the loins, wanting to continue. It hurt just as excruciatingly this time, but it also seemed that his body was getting used to it little by little. Alternating between caresses and roughness, Leo moved deeper and deeper and finally had him completely possessed. For a moment the young man thought that if he were to die tonight, it would be a worthy sacrifice in the name of love.
Intertwining wet, hot, impatient bodies, they learned to adjust to each other's rhythm.
To his surprise, Galh did not die.
After Leo had poured into him three times over the long night, he simply couldn't feel his legs, his lower back, and was exhausted. Because of the painful sensations, he never made it to the end once, but he didn't consider it anything unfortunate.
As dawn dawned over the frontier village, Leo got up and went outside. Fog lay on the ground, the horizon was obscured by a haze, and the sun was vaguely visible in the sky. He gathered his things, his mute slave running after him.
«Let's go home,» Leo said, and, without looking back, he hurried forward.
A few hours later Galh came to himself. His head was splitting, and the feeling of dirt on his body irritated him even more.
He opened his eyes and shivered as the stove had gone out long ago and it was cold, but the tub of water, though cold, was still there.
With difficulty moving his legs, feeling something undignified flowing between his thighs, he closed his eyes and climbed into the icy water. It both refreshed him and gave him strength.
«Where did Leo go?» - was the first thing he thought. Hastily dressed, hiding his face and his jewelry, he took a quick bite of cold food and hurried forward.
But the young prince overestimated his strength. He had taken only two dozen steps when a sharp pain made the light fade in his eyes and the world went out from under his feet.
«We found him, madam! The young prince! He is back!»
The servants were ready to stun the elderly woman with their rapturous shouts. As she climbed the hill with their help, she saw the servants carrying a body on a stretcher.
«Was he wounded?» The old woman asked anxiously.
«No, but he is exhausted,» - her counselor with the long white beard answered. «And...» - he hesitated, - «he seems to have spent the night with somebody.»
«He was raped?» The old eyes widened with horror.
«No, no, it's not that,» the counselor hastened to reassure her. «The boy is simply tired and in need of care. I have given him medicine and he is resting.»
The stretcher had just arrived and the old woman, unable to believe her eyes, looked at the young face of her lost son.
«How could it be?
«Lost magic,» answered the Counselor.
«We once possessed this art, and our enemies envied us. Had it not been for that, my poor son would have come home much sooner.»
«Yes, Madam.»
«It's a good thing it's all in the past now. Saoui's arrogant rancor will never spoil my Galh's life again,» said the queen firmly. «The world will be open to him, he can choose any path, any man, and I won't stand in his way. As long as you are happy, my child.»
The procession moved slowly forward. Meanwhile, a puzzled young man entered the empty, cold tent.
«Sir! We have brought an old man from the village. He saw someone early this morning.»
«Where is he?»
Confused and confused the old man said that he had seen two strangers leave the village at dawn. From the description, one of them looked very much like the man the prince had come for.
«Quick, let's pack up and go!»
The day was drawing to dusk. Sitting by a small fire in the valley, the lord and his slave were cooking on the fire the birds they had caught earlier. The slave could not speak, so his lord was silent as well. They were quite tired from the day's journey.
Apart from that, he felt another kind of fatigue in his body. Leo stretched his legs, relaxing. The air smelled pleasantly of roast meat. They shared a modest dinner and went to bed under the stars. Leo did not yet recognize the area.
He hoped that when he got out on the big road, or toward the big city, he would remember this place and then find his way home. As he pondered this, he thought of his newly born little nephew.
«I must be sure to buy him a present when I get home, maybe a horse or a thoroughbred dog...no, that's too soon. I'll give him gold. No, maybe I'll arrange his marriage ahead of time. Who's had daughters recently?»
Rumbling on a full stomach, he smiled as he pondered how to take care of his nephew when he saw him. Most of all, Leo valued his family and traditions. And he felt a little guilty that he couldn't give his parents an heir because he was born the kind of man who preferred men.
Suddenly he shuddered. An unpleasant memory from the past made him frown. Prince Galh, that arrogant, brash boy, had dared to woo him, had dared to scheme behind his back, had manipulated and twisted the arms of his kin until he had secured an arranged marriage.
But Leo chose to start a war between the two empires rather than submit to the spoiled character of the spoiled Prince Galh. If he had been the least bit obedient or handsome, things would have been different. But judging by his actions, he was a piece of garbage!
Leo rolled over and saw the back of his slave sleeping peacefully a few feet away.
«Why do I feel like I've forgotten something?»
«Let's go home,» Leo said, and, without looking back, he hurried forward.
A few hours later Galh came to himself. His head was splitting, and the feeling of dirt on his body irritated him even more.
He opened his eyes and shivered as the stove had gone out long ago and it was cold, but the tub of water, though cold, was still there.
With difficulty moving his legs, feeling something undignified flowing between his thighs, he closed his eyes and climbed into the icy water. It both refreshed him and gave him strength.
«Where did Leo go?» - was the first thing he thought. Hastily dressed, hiding his face and his jewelry, he took a quick bite of cold food and hurried forward.
But the young prince overestimated his strength. He had taken only two dozen steps when a sharp pain made the light fade in his eyes and the world went out from under his feet.
«We found him, madam! The young prince! He is back!»
The servants were ready to stun the elderly woman with their rapturous shouts. As she climbed the hill with their help, she saw the servants carrying a body on a stretcher.
«Was he wounded?» The old woman asked anxiously.
«No, but he is exhausted,» - her counselor with the long white beard answered. «And...» - he hesitated, - «he seems to have spent the night with somebody.»
«He was raped?» The old eyes widened with horror.
«No, no, it's not that,» the counselor hastened to reassure her. «The boy is simply tired and in need of care. I have given him medicine and he is resting.»
The stretcher had just arrived and the old woman, unable to believe her eyes, looked at the young face of her lost son.
«How could it be?
«Lost magic,» answered the Counselor.
«We once possessed this art, and our enemies envied us. Had it not been for that, my poor son would have come home much sooner.»
«Yes, Madam.»
«It's a good thing it's all in the past now. Saoui's arrogant rancor will never spoil my Galh's life again,» said the queen firmly. «The world will be open to him, he can choose any path, any man, and I won't stand in his way. As long as you are happy, my child.»
The procession moved slowly forward. Meanwhile, a puzzled young man entered the empty, cold tent.
«Sir! We have brought an old man from the village. He saw someone early this morning.»
«Where is he?»
Confused and confused the old man said that he had seen two strangers leave the village at dawn. From the description, one of them looked very much like the man the prince had come for.
«Quick, let's pack up and go!»
The day was drawing to dusk. Sitting by a small fire in the valley, the lord and his slave were cooking on the fire the birds they had caught earlier. The slave could not speak, so his lord was silent as well. They were quite tired from the day's journey.
Apart from that, he felt another kind of fatigue in his body. Leo stretched his legs, relaxing. The air smelled pleasantly of roast meat. They shared a modest dinner and went to bed under the stars. Leo did not yet recognize the area.
He hoped that when he got out on the big road, or toward the big city, he would remember this place and then find his way home. As he pondered this, he thought of his newly born little nephew.
«I must be sure to buy him a present when I get home, maybe a horse or a thoroughbred dog...no, that's too soon. I'll give him gold. No, maybe I'll arrange his marriage ahead of time. Who's had daughters recently?»
Rumbling on a full stomach, he smiled as he pondered how to take care of his nephew when he saw him. Most of all, Leo valued his family and traditions. And he felt a little guilty that he couldn't give his parents an heir because he was born the kind of man who preferred men.
Suddenly he shuddered. An unpleasant memory from the past made him frown. Prince Galh, that arrogant, brash boy, had dared to woo him, had dared to scheme behind his back, had manipulated and twisted the arms of his kin until he had secured an arranged marriage.
But Leo chose to start a war between the two empires rather than submit to the spoiled character of the spoiled Prince Galh. If he had been the least bit obedient or handsome, things would have been different. But judging by his actions, he was a piece of garbage!
Leo rolled over and saw the back of his slave sleeping peacefully a few feet away.
«Why do I feel like I've forgotten something?»
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