It was a warm and cosy weekday in Pioky's kingdom. On any other day, he could have woken from a sound sleep feeling refreshed, or perhaps a little groggy, but otherwise productive and ready to start the day. On that particular day, however, Pioky was stirred from his slumber by force-- not due to any discomfort or pain, but due to the rhythmic, gyrating movements that seemed to originate from around his crotch.

At first, Pioky's body refused to move at his command, still sluggish and eager to sleep. However, as a sensation of pleasure washed over his body that he wouldn't normally attribute to a well-rested form, the commands from his mind pierced through. Subconsciously Pioky tried to roll, but felt a hand on his hip, pushing him back down. A groan escaped his lips as the pleasure spiked up his spine and after a few moments, he opened his eyes. Sunlight briefly blinded him, filtered in through his open window and the complete lack of curtains, and the 12-year-old shifted again, lifting an arm up to shield his eyes as he opened them. He brushed his pink hair from around his blue eyes and sat up slowly, using his other hand to prop himself up. His body wanted to sleep more, but his brain was alert, and his gaze immediately went to his crotch. There, he found the perpetrator of his broken slumber.

Pioky's bodyguard, Four, was already a bit of a horny individual, but this was certainly bold of him. They had enjoyed one another on multiple occasions in all manner of risky scenarios, but very rarely did the 1 year older feline wake Pioky from his sleep in such a lewd and perverted way. The feline was firmly embedded on the hybrid's crotch, his mouth buried all the way down to the 12-year-old prince's pelvis, the entirety of the boy's cock in his bodyguard's mouth. Pioky could feel Four's tongue swirling around, tasting every inch of his length, and the hybrid couldn't help but shudder, reaching to grab onto the feline's white hair.

"Four, it's way too early for..." Pioky sighed and leant back, too tired to argue about it-- he somehow knew that, despite his protests, the 13-year-old would do what he wanted anyway. With a playful swish of his tail and a groan, he slid up and plunged down again, causing Pioky to tense and arch his back, before he slid off completely. The feline wiped his mouth and scooted forwards on the bed, swinging his leg over Pioky's hip and effectively straddling him. Since they were both still in bed, the two boys were completely naked...and at this time of the morning, the servants knew better than to disturb them.

"Sorry," Four grinned, licking his lips as his gaze ran down Pioky's chest and back up to his face, staring into his eyes. "I'm a little pent-up."

"Is it that time of the year already?" Pioky groaned. Four's libido could be turbulent at times, and he was already quite the horny kid, but Pioky knew that there were a few months in the year where he seemed even more horny than usual...typically it was around the springtime, nearing closer to summer. It wasn't a biological 'heat' of sorts, but more of a simple yearning, where his mind attributed the change from spring to summer as the perfect time to have fun-- in Four's world, 'fun' meant a lot of things, but it often involved Pioky and their little young dicks.

"Maaaybe." Four grinned sheepishly as he moved up Pioky's body, shuffling along on his knees until he was sitting on his prince's chest, his 4 and a half inch dick twitching and bobbing up and down mere inches from the 12-year-old's mouth. Pioky looked up at him with a mixture of amusement and tiredness, his limbs and mind still groggy. How long had Four been awake for, for him to be so sprightly? He couldn't be entirely sure, but Pioky wasn't about to deny him either. As Four lifted his body up closer to Pioky's mouth, the hybrid boy parted his muzzle to willingly accept him, closing his eyes.

After a few moments, Pioky felt his bodyguard's cock pressing against his lips, firstly grazing along his chin before it dragged up and slipped easily into his mouth, along his tongue. He could hear Four groan above him, signalling his delight as he pushed forwards and slid the length of his cock along the prince's tongue, all the way to the back of his young throat. Pioky instinctively reached up to hold onto the feline's hips and squeezed his fingers encouragingly against the blonde fur as Four gyrated his hips subtly, kneading his member no more than an inch or two back and forth inside his lover's muzzle. Pioky made a point of clamping his mouth down to fully envelope that cock and he felt one of Four's hands on the top of his head, stroking his pink hair, a sign of his royal lineage. Pioky wasn't normally so attentive-- in fact, whilst he enjoyed sex, he was often a little nervous and shy about doing it, especially in public...but he could make an exception now and then, especially during Four's more sex-heavy moments.

Four let out a long sigh of pleasure, indicating how much he appreciated the prince's attention to detail, and to encourage him further Pioky rolled his tongue around, tasting every inch of that cock for himself as Four settled there for a moment, letting him do as he wanted. The prince's little cock, an inch shorter than Four's own, twitched against his stomach, having been coaxed the full-mast during his sleep and now maintained by his arousal from blowing his bodyguard's cock, though the lack of attention to his own loins left him wanting. Four, thankfully, had a solution for that-- after a few moments of fervent roaming, Pioky felt the feline's tail brushing with his member, attempting to curl beneath it and lift it up. Such efforts weren't lost on the prince, who groaned around his lover's member and stroked the feline's hips up and down appreciatively.

The feline slowly slid back and started to thrust. He knew better than to abuse Pioky's mouth, nor was he that sort of person-- to him, Pioky was an equal, or rather someone to be served. His movements were slow and methodical, but laboured with restrained passion, his eagerness for pleasure close to outweighing his rationality. He resisted, however, and Pioky was thankful for that-- Four tended to get rough when he was horny, and he didn't fancy having the back of his throat hurt. With each thrust, Four's member slid forwards far enough to threaten to push into the 12-year-old's throat, but he relented before it went too far and pulled back, taking advantage of Pioky's wet, warm and soft tongue. The slid spit made his movements easy, and the bliss was intense, coursing through his body and making him shudder every so often. 

"Mmh, Your Grace..." Four groaned, leaning forwards and propping himself up against the wall with his free hand as he slowly picked up speed but kept his cock in more or less the same place, not daring to push forwards far enough to plunge into the cub's throat. Pioky moaned around his member as the feline's tail managed to squirm beneath his small humanoid cock, coaxing it up a little and twisting around the firth of the member. Four's tail was dexterous, but not enough to easily stroke Pioky's member; the attempt was appreciated, however, and Pioky slowly rolled his hips up against the fuzzy fur, his young cock twitching from the stimulation.

Four's breathing quickly turned laboured and Pioky could easily guess that the feline was getting closer to his orgasm; they'd had sex more than enough times for him to know his bodyguard inside and out when it came to sex. In the interest of his own pleasure, Four picked up even more speed and began to grow loose with his thrusts, his cock pushing deep enough every so often to bump with and prove the back of Pioky's throat-- not enough to cause him to gag, thankfully. The lewd, wet sounds of the cub thrusting back and forth bounced around the room, intermingled with the gentle, passionate grunts of the feline above him. A mewl escaped Four's lips as he plunged, quivering atop the prince's body; he was close, of that Pioky was certain.

With a restrained groan and a few final humps, Four buckled forwards and sighed, closing his eyes. Pioky could feel his bodyguard's cock throbbing against his tongue and after a few moments, he felt a thick, salty glob shoot into the back of his throat. Pioky did the most natural thing and gulped, swallowing the load down as quickly and as efficiently as he could-- the reason for that was obvious, for another string of seed soon met with the back of his throat shortly thereafter, forcing him to continue gulping it down. Four curled his fingers through Pioky's fur and groaned with bliss, pushing his hips forwards just a little more before he slid back, sighing with delight at the feeling. He lingered there for just a little while, barely longer than a handful of seconds; he was aware that Pioky would probably want room to breathe.

"Mmh, Pioky..." Four sighed, rolling his head back before he finally shuffled backwards, scooting from his prince's chest and swinging his leg back over. He flopped to the bed and Pioky sat up in turn, rubbing his eyes and slowing his breathing. Four had pretty much gotten what he wanted and, by extension, not finished Pioky off...not that the hybrid minded too much-- he was a little tired and dehydrated. He'd rather enjoy it later when he felt more awake.

"Four." Pioky began with a sigh, glancing at him out the corner of his eye. Four rolled his head towards him and grinned.

"Uh-huh?" He beamed and Pioky sighed.

"Can you get dressed and call the servants in? I think I'd like breakfast now...not like I'm going back to sleep, anyway."

Four looked apologetic, and as he sat up he leant closer and kissed Pioky's cheek, before shuffling out of bed and hunting for his clothes. Pioky scooted back to the headboard and tucked his feet under the covers as his bodyguard left the room, just for a few moments-- seconds later, servants entered with the intent of helping Pioky get dressed, alongside getting him ready for breakfast. He tended to eat it in his room, and there was a small yet luxurious table for just that.

Pioky was only a prince, and a young one at that, but even he had responsibilities day in and day out, especially on weekdays. His father was a benevolent king but always believed that Pioky should be trained to be a responsible ruler at even a young age, and though Pioky had initial reservations about such things when he was younger, he understood the importance of them not that he was on the cusp of his teenage years. After breakfast, Pioky would be spending several hours between tutors learning the history of their reign and of his forefathers before him, the previous kings of the kingdom, before his lessons would drift into both basic and advanced education, geared towards what he found most suitable for his academic prowess-- everyone was good in one thing and not in another, and the tutors were hand-picked the bring out the best in him.

The young prince didn't even get to have lunch in peace, and had to eat as he was taught-- that was just how important his lessons were, but thankfully Pioky often was given time off at the weekends to do as he liked. On that day, however, Pioky was regrettably forced to spend the majority of his day, until the late afternoon, in lessons. If anything, he pitied Four, who as his personal bodyguard alternated between training and watching him learn, depending on the day or even the hour, sometimes. He didn't get to sit either-- part of his 'training' was being able to stand for long periods and, credit to the boy, he did just that, not making a single complaint.

Lessons eventually ended at around 5:30pm, and Pioky could finally have something akin to relaxation time. As he rose and bid his teacher farewell, Four followed him out, and the two wandered down a narrow hallway made of stone, much like the rest of the castle. Neither one had much to say-- Pioky was, admittedly, rather drained after being taught all day. Four, however, was quite the opposite; he seemed full of energy, amongst other things. As they walked, the hallway was quiet, with no knights patrolling or stalking out...in essence, they were 'alone', though still very much in public. They made it halfway down the hall before Four could hold it in no longer.

At first, Four only bumped Pioky's shoulder, both getting his attention and breaking the ice. The prince looked over at him and grinned at his peculiar expression, and that was enough for Four to make a move. He stepped closer and pushed Pioky towards the wall, pinning him against the stone. The hybrid initially looked apprehensive, and shuddered when Four pressed his body up against him, growling against his neck and lightly nipping his flesh with his sharp, feline teeth.

"F-Four, here? Really?" Pioky weakly asked, glancing left and right as Four's hands trailed down the hybrid's body, sliding beneath his royal tunic and towards the loose linen pants he had one. One quick pull on the drawstring that held them up had Pioky's pants falling to his knees, and Four's hand went to the cub's cock, fumbling his little balls and cupping them with his fingers. Pioky hissed through his teeth as Four trailed his mouth up, kissing along his lover's neck and up to his cheek, his other hand curling around to the boy's back to squeeze his white-furred ass.

"Sorry," Four muttered as he leant back ever so slightly, his hands withdrawing back to Pioky's hips. "I need you."

"Mmh...fine." Pioky muttered, and he allowed Four to manhandle him, turning him around on the spot and pushing his front up against the stone wall instead. Pioky had a pretty good idea why he opted to spin him around, and his deduction was confirmed when he felt Four pressing his crotch up against the boy's ass, kneading his flesh against those malleable, soft cheeks. A hand squirmed between one-- one of Four's own-- and loosened the string holding up the bodyguard's garments, letting them fall around his knees, held up only by his metal knee-guards that he often wore when 'on the job'. Pioky soon felt the warmth of the feline's cock grazing between his cheeks, rubbing back and forth, and a tender sigh escaped the boy's lips at the sensation; anxious as he was about getting caught, it still felt nice.

Four leant forwards and pressed his muzzle to Pioky's neck again, grazing his lips and licking with his slightly rough, young tongue against the hybrid's neck. He shifted and groaned, and Pioky felt the boy's cock slide up and down between his cheeks, not quite ready to penetrate-- Pioky could understand why, for it still felt quite dry, even if it were achingly hard. The feline's gentle growling and mewling was cute to listen to and Pioky made an effort and grinding his hips back in an effort to stimulate his lover, which his bodyguard seemed to appreciate. In turn, Four reached out with a hand, snaking it around to Pioky's front and meeting his fingers with the boy's little humanoid cock once more. He cradled it against the length of his fingers and Pioky instinctively humped forwards, stimulating himself from the touch-- he had already been slowly getting hard, but Four's hand turned him on over each, coaxing him to half-mast with ease.

The young feline squirmed, writhing against Pioky, making his arousal known with his little humps and groaning sounds. Pioky pushed back as much as he could, but he could tell that Four wanted more, and he wasn't going to deny him. He wiggled his ass back and forth and Four took it as a signal to proceed-- he slid back, reaching down with a hand and grasping the base of his cock, angling it and dragging the head of his member across one of Pioky's soft cheeks, before wedging it between the soft flesh, pressing the head against the prince's ass. Pioky once again turned his head to be sure that no one was watching or could see them as he felt the wetness of his bodyguard's pre-cum smearing against his entrance, effectively slickening him up.

"Oh, Pioky..." Four moaned for him, biting down against Pioky's neck as he pushed forwards, penetrating the hybrid's ass and sinking himself inside. He shuddered with delight and eased his hips forwards just a little further, stuffing himself in no more than halfway along his 4 and a half inch cock; despite his eagerness, he didn't want Pioky to face any discomfort. As he gave the prince time to adjust, he stroked Pioky's cock, easily jerking him to full mast and slowly pumping his member, each slow tug of his hand causing the 12-year-old's balls to jiggle and bounce with each fervent pump. Pioky slowly closed his eyes and sighed, curling his fingers against the stone wall and pushing his hips back, forcing the rest of Four's cock to slide into him-- the feline couldn't resist pushing his hips forwards to meet him in response, hilting with his ass. Pioky could feel each twitch and throb, and his innards squeezed, gripping to every inch.

After a moment Four eased back, leaving a tiny trail of pre-cum in his wake as he withdrew from the boy's ass by roughly a couple of inches, before he plunged again, slickening his movements by gliding the underside of his cock across the newly created trail he'd just made, hilting once more. He kneaded his cock inside the cub for just a few moments before sliding back, quivering from the sheer, unbridled pleasure of those clamping walls milking his withdrawing cock. He affirmed his grip on Pioky's hips, making sure he had good purchase before he began in on a series of slow yet rhythmic thrusts.

Were anyone to walk in on them now, they'd surely be caught and probably have the deal with the fallout of their actions. Somewhere in the back of Pioky's mind, he knew that this was risky, and if he had control of the situation he wouldn't have even considered it-- but at that moment, however, it didn't seem to matter; Four wanted what he wanted, and not even Pioky could stop him...though a great majority of him didn't want to. As the feline rhythmically pounded the 12-year-old's ass, his hand worked and stroked the prince's cock, leisurely jerking back and forth out of sync of his own pounding hips, a testament to his training as a swordsman. Pioky huffed under his breath and clenched his teeth as Four bit down harder against his neck in an affectionate, fervent love bite, the teen's balls swinging and meeting with Pioyk's white-furred ass with each thrust and hump of his hips, the wet sounds of their sex bouncing around the echoing stone hall. Pioky did his best to be as quiet as he could manage, but even he couldn't stop himself from grunting and gasping under his breath, that cock grazing and stimulating his prostate with each thrust.

Over time Four's passion grew and he started to moan against Pioky's neck, panting his name as he picked up speed. The sound of his rhythmic pounding hips cascaded around the room, signalling anyone to nearby of their lewd, passionate sex-- Pioky hoped that their sounds fell on dear ears, or no ears at all, even. As Four sped up, Pioky began to grunt, tensing against the feline's gyrating body, his cheeks growing flushed as the quick and eager stroking of his lover's hand was bringing him closer and closer to release. He couldn't help but start to whimper, clamping his teeth down to try and keep himself quiet as Four mewled with a greater fervency, his movements slowing slightly but turning rough, each thrust forcing Pioky's body forwards against the wall-- in an effort to give the 13-year-old some room to keep masturbating him, he pushed his hips back against Four, whimpering for more.

"Pioky, I...!" Four grunted and slammed his hips forwards, shuddering and pressing the warmth of his chest up to the boy's back, sliding his hand from Pioky's hip to around his waist, cuddling him tightly. Four could feel his fervent, vivid twitching and knew that the feline was climaxing, painting his insides with thick globules of seed. Pioky sucked in a breath and rolled his hips back and forth, trying to work the older boy's cock in him some more as Four's hand continued to stroke him. After a few moments the prince trembled violently and crossed over the point of no return-- seconds later, he sighed with bliss and his insides flexed, squeezing and spasming in combination with his cocks wild throbs, little spurts of cum splattering onto the stone wall in front of him.

Four loosened his mouth from against Pioky's soft white fur and nuzzled his nose into the boy's neck, the vibrations of his purring permeating through Pioky's back and bouncing around his chest. The two boys stood there panting, the hybrid's legs wobbling from the physical exertion of their sex, not used to such laborious activity despite how often they fucked. Four's hand squeezed back and forth a little while longer to coax what remained of his prince's orgasm from out of his cock before he relented, bringing his hand up to simply cuddle him, his own cock occasionally twitching in the boy's behind.

"Mmh, I love you, Pioky." Four sighed against him and Pioky hung his head, propping himself up against the wall.

"Mmh...same here," He replied without missing a beat. "But I'm tired. We can go back to my room?"

"Okay."

"Y...You'll have to help me. I can barely feel my legs."

"I-I'm sorry, Your Grace."

"Can you wait until we get on a bed next time?"

"I'll try, but..."

"Too much to ask?"

"P-Pioky!"

"I'm teasing you, Four. Come one...dinner's soon and I don't want father to see me limping."