Well, this story seems to have a lot of fans. Wow. Glad you guys like it. Anyway here's another short one. I'll try to update again soon.

Shik

CHAPTER FOUR

Ryan wasn't exsactly sure what was going on but he could tell that Ira felt better when he was touched so he got between his legs and licked his lips. "May I?"

"I honestly think that if you put your mouth on there I will scream and cum almost instantly." Ira said as he panted, he wanted to go and go until his body failed him.

Ryan put his hand on it and smiled. "I don't mind. Do you?"

Ira threw back his head, moaning loudly, as the touch sent so much pleasure through him. He panted after not being able to answer.

"I guess.. You shouldn't mind too much." He smiled and kissed the head, slowly taking it into his mouth.

Ira moaned,writhing in pure pleasure. He came at once when Ryan's hot mouth was around his member. He moaned louder than hell the name of the elf giving him pleasure.

Ryan happily swallowed and kept going. He didn't want Ira going to anybody else. He was being selfish.

Ira moaned and screamed as he came in Ryan's mouth a few times. His cock was so sore. So erect. It hurt. Ira panted, as he came another time. This was the eighth time, surely Ryan would be tired of this soon.

Ryan pulled away after the last time. "I.. want you to feel good, but. I feel like it should hurt by now.. I know I would." He gently licked the sides of it.

Ira sighed as he sat up, "I'll be fine. I think I am done." He was sore as he sighed, "I'll sleep the rest off." He closed his eyes as he snuggled between a few pillows.
He looked at Ryan, "Are you okay?" He was in his demonized form with his tail flopped behind him.

"Yes. I'm fine." He said laying down beside him.

He blinked, his horns shrinking back into his skull. He laid his head down as he fell asleep, slightly cuddled with Ryan.

Ira awoke the next morning and cuddled close to Ryan, wanting to go to sleep.
Ryan didn't wake he just clintched Ira tighter.

A maid pushed the door open, seeing Ira in his normal form since that was how the male slept.

"Young master, his highness wants you and your pleasure slave to attend lunch with him and the royality." She said as she turned and walked out.

Ira sighed, as he pulled away from the sleeping elf, slapping his ass playfully. "Up love we have a meal to attend." He purred, blowing in his lover's ear.

He smiled, as he wondered why in his mind he could call them lovers but he could never call him that with words.

Shivers went through Ryan's body and he sat up. "Oh. Um. Alright. What am I to wear?" He moved so that his legs were over the edge of the bed and he looked up at Ira, with a smile on his face.

Ira rolled hia eyes, "Well something nice obviously. But something sexy at the same time. Since you are a pleasure slave by the collar."

He moved and acted like he was hugging his lover, as he started to poke, his erection large, he moved slowly in. Ira panted, "Just a quicky." He made hickies to be hidden easily as he moved.

Ryan let out a small yelp, he wasn't expecting it. "Yes Ira." he said, wrapping his arms around his neck. Ira didn't take his time, once he was in, he fucked fast and furiously. He finally came in Ryan and laid on him panting. "Would-would you...call us lovers?" He asked through his panting. He gave wonderful sex but it seemed that Ryan was the only one would could take the long and short ones.

"Lovers, are just people who have sex." He whispered to him. Most people thought of it as people who were in love, but, in reality, they were wrong. He kissed his cheek. "I guess. We are that, and maybe more."

Ira sighed, "But we have this unfair relationship, how could you think of us as any more?"
He didn't want to talk about it as he pulled Ryan into a long deep kiss.

He kissed him back, but broke it. "No matter what the difference in the power, it can still be more. Most relationships have one person that is more powerful than the other."

Ira nodded, "I know seme and uke." He said as he dressed. He yawned as he dressed in his formal wear, tight, royal and sexy.

Ryan got up and looked at his clothes. He pulled out one of the two formal things that he got. It was a bit tight, sleek, sexy and nice.

Ira pulled his hair back in a low ponytail. He looked back, "Ready love? We have to behave from here on out. We are not lovers or anything outside this door." He pulled Ryan into a deep kiss, "Okay?"

Ryan kissed back deeply. "I.. Ah.. Okay." He said with a smiled and followed him.

Ira smiled as he headed down the halls, walking his lover(and more) to the hall. He sighed as he looked at Ryan, wanting to hide in his room. That was not an option though and he walked in pulling along Ryan.
The hall was full of royality that all seemed to look at them as they sat.

Ryan sat down with a smile on his face. He didn't want to have a mean look. He sat quietly and properly, his head up, but not making eye contact with anyone else.

Ira looked at his step-father. After a bunch of speeches and Ira looking super bored and sexy...they start the meal. A lot of women and men started to hit on the redhead while he ate.
One man did go too far, holding the prince down as he rubbed his cock against Ira. Ira stopped suddenly , eyes lowered and claws lengthening. This man was obviously intoxicated. As the other guest laughed, Ira endured before he maimed the poor fool that dared touch him that way. He liked at the blood on his claws, the other guest looking scared shitless.

When the incedent happened, Ryan watched in shock. Oh my god. He placed his hand on Ira's and looked at him with pleading eyes. They were asking him to calm down, for now.
Ryan would let him get it out latter, on him.

Ira sighed as he shrank his claws, hiding them again. The other guest sighed as they relaxed. Soon after, Ira had enough, storming off to his room and pouncing on the bed, pulling the clothing off to all but his boxers.
He was fuming as he when back to his natural form, the horns curling around the cat ears. The bushy foxtail swishing. He just got out of his boxers and laid there on his back.

Ryan got up and bowed. "Excuse me." He walked away from the table and followed Ira into the room. He shut the door behind him and walked over to the edge of the bed. "Am I needed, or should I leave you be?"

"Depends, do you want your ass to hurt like hell or do you want the room trashed?" He said as his horns grew thicker.

Ryan bit his lip. "I'd rather hurt." He said sitting on the bed next to him.