he scowled at the sight of Kenta. He was only twenty years old, but he had already become a nuisance to the emperor. Kenta was a cry baby, always whining and complaining about something. But despite his annoying demeanor, Chiharu couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards the young man.
'What do you want?' Chiharu growled, his rough voice echoing in the quiet room.
Kenta ignored his rude tone and walked towards the bathtub, kneeling down beside it. 'I wanted to join you,' he said softly, his eyes filled with longing.
Chiharu rolled his eyes and scoffed. 'I don't need your company,' he snapped, crossing his arms over his chest.
But Kenta didn't back down. He knew Chiharu's rough exterior was just a façade. He had seen the softer side of the emperor, the one that only came out when they were alone. And he wanted to see it again.
Without waiting for permission, Kenta slowly started to undress, revealing his flawless skin and toned body. Chiharu couldn't help but stare, his annoyance fading away at the sight of Kenta's beauty.
As Kenta slipped into the bath, Chiharu couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing his chin, pulling him closer. Kenta's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't resist as Chiharu roughly pressed his lips against his.
The kiss was passionate and full of desire. Chiharu's hands roamed over Kenta's body, claiming every inch of him. Kenta moaned into the kiss, his body craving more of the emperor's touch.
Chiharu broke the kiss and looked at Kenta, his eyes filled with lust and need. 'You're mine,' he growled, his voice sending shivers down Kenta's spine.
Kenta nodded, his own desire for Chiharu consuming him. 'Yes, I'm yours,' he whispered, before capturing Chiharu's lips in another heated kiss.
Their bodies moved together in the warm water, their moans and sighs filling the room. The candles flickered, casting shadows on the walls as their love-making intensified.
Hours passed, and as they lay in each other's arms, their breathing slowly returning to normal, Chiharu couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. Kenta had brought out a side of him that no one else had ever seen. And for that, he was grateful.
In the clandestine corridors of a regal court, "Imperial Whispers" unravels the intricate tapestry of power, love, and deception. Emperor Chiharu, burdened by the weight of his throne, navigates a world where loyalty is fragile, and whispers wield influence. Amidst political intrigues, alliances, and secrets, the imperial court becomes a stage for forbidden desires, where a love story unfolds in the shadows.
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