Narrator’s POV

A black and red-streaked knight searched through the crowd of servants for search of the Prince’s personal slave. Ruby eyes caught his ebony look-alike and quickly went to him.

“Mephiles,” he called.

Said ‘hog turned around and bowed respectfully to the superior. “Yes Sir Shadow? Is there something you need?”

Shadow said nothing. He grabbed hold of the others wrist and pulled him away and into a nearby empty room. The warrior locked the door behind them so no one would interrupt their conversation.

“Shadow?” Mephiles called.

“I swear to god something’s wrong with him,” the knight blurted.

The servant looked at him confused. “What are you talking about?”

“Silver! That’s who I’m talking about!” the charcoal yelled, though not too loud.

“I don’t get it…” Snake eyes lidded halfway while an eye ridge rose.

Shadow began to pace the room while covering his eyes with a metal-gloved hand. “He asked me to give him ‘attention’.” Mephiles stood there and stared at his twin.

“You’re not making any sense,” he stated.

“Mephiles,” Shadow spun and faced him, “He wanted me to give him attention.”

Blood orbs stared harshly at green to emphasize the message. The peasant took a minute of thought and replaying the words before finally getting it. His eyes widen.

“Why?” he asked, now worried and suspicious.

“I don’t know! And he didn’t come straight out with it. I-I seriously don’t know what’s gotten into him…” Shadow said, leaning back onto the door. “He said that he was feeling… desperate and lonely… and he seemed very guilty or embarrassed about it too.”

Mephiles looked down in thought. “Should we tell the King or Queen?”

Shadow shook his head. “No. That was the first thing he had me promise. Not to tell his parents. Or anyone else at that matter.”

The slave sighed and nodded. “My chores are almost done. I’ll go talk to him afterwards.”

The knight nodded with a sigh of his own. The room fell quiet for a good few minutes until Shadow whispered, “Do you think it has something to do with… ya know…”

“I don’t know… He’s never done something like this before so I’m at a loss. If it does, then he probably just needs something to distract him from thinking into it,” Mephiles whispered back.

Sir Shadow nodded. “I need to get back to my post.”

“I’ll need to get back to my shores,” Mephiles stated. The two then left the room, no one noticing as they were too busy to. The dark hog’s went their separate ways, Shadow to his post and Mephiles to the library for his last chore. He walked in quietly and strode over to the reading nook. The ebony jumped when a voice called him.

“Mephiles?”

The called servant turned around to see an albino female with two quills, one blue eye and the other purple. He bowed respectfully and said, “Queen Sanra.”

She bowed back and held onto the sweater she wore. “Do you know what’s wrong with Silver? He hasn’t come out his room as much as he used too. And he’s been eating less than usual as well,” the mother asked worriedly,

Mephiles shook his head. “No my Queen, I don’t. But I plan on going to check on him after I’m done here.”

It was the Queen’s turn to shake her head. “No. Please go to him now. I’m worried sick but I know he won’t come forth to me or his father. SInce you two are close friends, please try to get to him.”

Mephiles nodded. “As you wish my Queen.” The ebony left the library nook and went to the Prince’s chambers. He knocked gently and said, “Prince Silver?”

“Come in,” the teen called from inside. The door creaked open from a light push and closed just the same. The albino child sat on a chair up against the window sill and stared distantly to the world beyond it. “What is it?”

“I wished to check on you my Prince. You haven’t been you lately,” Mephiles stated calmly.

“I’m fine,” was Silver’s simple reply.

“Are you sure about that?,” the dark one asks as he slowly strided to the chalky counterpart, “Your mother says you haven’t been out your room and you barely eat. And Sir Shadow had confronted me earlier about your conversation with him.”

Silver froze. “H-He did?”

“Yes, he did.” Mephiles now stood beside Silver and gazed down to him. “Is there something that you need to speak of?”

Silver stayed quiet. His ears folded back slightly and his gaze altered to the wood of the sill. “I don’t want to talk about it Mephiles.”

The servant didn’t move. “I know something is plaguing your mind. Why hide it? It’ll eat at you.”

“Leave,” Silver stated sternly.

Mephiles was taken aback. “What?”

“I said,” the albino looked up to him with a hard glare, “Leave.”

The ebony was beyond disbelief. He then returned the harsh glare and bowed mockingly. “As you wish.”

After those three words, the slave left the room. He went to his own sleeping quarters and, as calmly as he could, closed the door. The dark one stood there barely a moment before he took one stride forward and threw his nightstand to the floor. Anger boiled within his veins and enraged him pass any point he’d ever gone to.

“Of all the times he would be a stupid, spoiled brat!” Mephiles shouted. He could feel his hands slowly changing with his mood, turning crystallized.

A soft knock came to his door before it opened.. “Mephiles?” came the soft voice of the Queen.

The ebony didn’t face his majesty, too annoyed to do so. “Did… you speak with Silver?”

Mephiles growled softly. “Yes.”

“Did he say anything.”

“… No…”

A sigh came from the female. A hand came to rest upon Mephiles’ shoulder. “Please don’t be mad with him Mephiles. You know he’s been through a lot. It must serious if he hadn’t even told you about it. Don’t bother him for a while, okay? He should come back on his own.”

All Mephiles could do was nod. “As you wish my Queen.”

NIght soon fell upon the castle. The full moon was risen high into the sparkling sky. The villagers of the palace slept peacefully within their homes. All but one, certain albino male. The Prince writhed and shook in his sleep from the terrors his mind played for him. The teen shot up with a shout of fear. Amber eyes glanced every way they could while hands clenched the bed in a deathly grip. Heavy pants left the peach muzzle as the adrenaline peak came down. Only to shoot back up when a hand came around his mouth while an arm held him by the waist. Silver tried his best to pry off the hand and arm and scream for help.

“Calm down! It’s only me!” came a hushed yell.

Silver instantly calmed down from the familiar voice. The hand was slowly removed from his mouth as the arm attached met with the other around his waist.

“Mephiles. Why are you here?” Silver asked annoyed. The ebony’s chin came to rest on a thin-shirt-shielded shoulder.

“I thought you’d feel better talking when no one else was awake,” Mephiles stated. The albino sighed and leaned heavily back onto a bare chest, turning and burying his face into a patch of soft, white chest fur.

“I thought I told you I didn’t want to talk about it,” Silver reminded his personal slave.

“And I thought you knew that I’m always here to help you,” Mephiles retorted. Silver had no come back. He turned his head back forward and stared to the moon-lit wall across the room. “Silver,” the dark one called.

Said albino groaned and tried to get out of the others hold, his counterpart only tightening his grip and ending up with getting pulled into his lap. “You know I won’t let this go until you talk Silver,” Mephiles said, leaning over the chalky‘s shoulder to look him in the eye.

Silver turned his head as far away as he could to not meet the truthful pale-green eyes of his best friend. He got his thoughts together before telling. “Do you remember… when Derek kidnapped me?” he started.

Mephiles began listening intently and nodded. “Yes. The whole kingdom had gone into a panic when finding out you were missing.”

Silver swallowed nervously. “Do you remember… how you found me?” he whispered.

Mephiles nodded again, remembering seeing the albino chained to a bed nude, a rag in his mouth and tears streaming down his face. “Yes.”

Silver sniffled. “Don’t you remember… when you found out about what he had done to me?” he whimpered.

Mephiles nodded slowly. He was confused to why the teen was bringing this up and wondered when he was going to tell the reason for his… attention wantings. It was then that Mephiles realized that he was telling the reason. His shoulders fell along with his lowering ears while his eye turned sad. The ebony hugged him tightly.

“You want to forget. That’s why, isn’t it?” Mephiles asked softly.

Silver’s breath hitched as he tried to hold his tears and sobs. His body shook from the strain. Mephiles turned him around and held the albino’s head to his shoulder. He knew that it was indeed the reason to his new attitude change. The young Prince sobbed into his slave’s arm, knowing it’d be useless to fight it. The servant ran a clawed finger through the long quills of his master to help soothe him.

This went on for a good while until Silver had emptied his tear ducts and hiccuped instead of sobed. Mephiles’ head rested on the others as his mind thought. “Silver?” he called softly.

The albino sniffed and replied quietly, “Yes?”

“Do you want me to help you?” he asked.

Silver stilled. He looked up to Mephiles with confused eyes. “What do you mean?”

The ebony ‘hog moved his hand to Silver exposed leg and rubbed his thigh. “Do you want me to help you?” he repeated.

Silver yelped from the sudden contact and gripped Mephiles’ chest fur tightly. “M-Mephiles…” he gasped, pinning his ears to his skull. His complete attention became focused on the hand rubbing his thigh. Amber eyes closed tightly.

“Silver,” Mephiles called.

“Please…” Silver whispered, almost inaudibly. He slowly looked up to the dark one with watery eyes. “P-Please… take the pain away…”

Mephiles didn’t want to dissatisfy his master and leaned into his neck, nipping softly as the sensitive skin. Silver’s breath hitched and he grasped Mephiles’ quills. The ebony’s hand roamed further up his leg, making it’s way to his undergarments. The albino’s grip tightened by every second that passed. Mephiles picked the teen up and laid him back down.

Silver felt Mephiles nip at his neck and gasped at every time he felt his smooth teeth brush and pinch him gentle skin. Dark hands made their way to the top of the albino’s shirt and began to unbutton it. At every new amount of chest being shown, the slave welcomed with a kiss and flick of his tongue. The little uke was becoming a panting mess from the attention he was receiving, feeling the fears from his kidnapper ten years ago fading on the passing minute.

“M-Meph…” he moaned softly.

The ebony ‘hog swiveled his ears up at the call of his name. He knew what his master wanted and that he wanted to go further. And since he was the teens personal slave, he was not allowed to deny what the other wanted. Mephiles pushed the light fabric to the sides and held it there as he went even lower down to black undergarments. He grabbed the hem of the lining with his teeth and pulled the cloth down.

The Prince shakily gasped as the cool night air brushed around his nether regions. Amber eyes dazedly looked down and met with pale green. The mysterious depths of the snake eyes held more passion than he had ever seen. The royal swallowed his nervousness and blushed immensely went a pink appendage whipped across his manhood.

Mephiles was enjoying the reactions he was able to get from his master. He grabbed the aroused member and thumbed the very tip, right across the slit. Gasps and moans along with a contorted face of pleasure was his reply. The peach muzzle of Silver’s was getting redder by every second of touching the ebony gave. The charcoal servant leaned down and licked down the small length.

Silver could barely keep his mind in check. From the small ‘special’ attention he was getting wa sending waves of pleasure throughout his body. Though he was brought out his daze when he felt the other stop. Amber orbs looked up confused to see the dominant male about him. The dark one took three fingers and poke peach lips. The albino got the message and took the digits into his mouth.

Mephiles hovered over him and watched the little uke suck on his fingers. He soon lowered to his neck and began to lick and kissed over the previous bites he had left, earning a soft moan. His pale lips grazed on soft fur before finding a hidden nub under it, pinching the sensitive piece of skin.

After a short while, Mephiles pulled back his fingers and lowered his hand to Silver’s entrance. One was pushed in slowly, the albino clenching his jaw and doing his best to relax. The servant took notice of his counterparts actions and kissed him deeply, grinding himself on the others exposed body. Silver ended up falling for the distractions and relaxed immensely. Mephiles inserted a second finger and waited a minute before moving a scissoring motion.

Silver gasped from the new feeling at his back side, giving the ebony the chance to throw his tongue into the cavern. He pulled at the others slick appendage and brought it into a mingle. The third and final finger was added and put into the same actions from before. After a good few minutes of making out and stretching, Mephiles pulled away from the chalky hedgie, who whined from the loss.

The dark ‘hog pulled down his pants and boxers and threw them aside. He lifted up the teen’s thighs and poked the tip of his hardened member at the stretched entrance. “Are you ready?” he asked softly.

Silver nodded while looking up to Mephiles with pleading eyes. The ebony male held the others thighs to his sides as he slowly pushed in. The Prince gasp and grabbed the sheets with a tight grip. He tried to do his best to stay relaxed but found it hard to do from the others unexpected size. Mephiles only pushed in halfway before stopping to let the other adjust.

“Are you alright?” he asked, keeping his voice steady as best he could from the tightness of his masters walls clenching him. Silver laid there while panting with closed eyes and fists.

“J-Just… give me a minute…” Silver mumbled out. ‘Why must he be so big?’ he thought. After a few minutes and adjusting enough, he nodded for the other to be able to continue. Mephiles obliged and moved out of him, slowly pushing back in. Silver groaned and struggled to keep relaxed.

Mephiles gritted his teeth and gripped the bed beneath him tightly. He kept his pace slow as to not hurt Silver. Every few moments, Mephiles would speed up his pace. Soon, he was near pounding into the albino. Silver was shouting in ecstasy from the waves of pleasure coursing through his body. Though the teen wasn’t able to last too long and unexpectedly came, causing Mephiles to come as well.

Both of the hedgehogs laid there panting. The ebony slowly pulled out and laid down next to Silver, pulling him into a spooning position. He rested his head on the others shoulder.

“Are you better now Master?” Mephiles asked.

Silver nodded lazily and closed his eyes. “Thank you Mephiles…” he whispered.

The dark ‘hog kissed his cheek. “Anything for you my Prince.”