Masquerade Alec was bored, one could not describe the young deer's state of mind in any other way except that he was just plainly and simply bored. Perhaps anyone could have guessed that being the Crown Prince and heir to the throne would bring forth a life filled with entertainment, but Alec did not think as much, at least not now. Of course, the prince's boredom wasn't caused by his lifestyle at all, being the King's son has it perks after all, but going to pompous balls wasn't a thing the deer was interested in, specially when you have spent almost half your life attending to these events. In fact, Alec always tried to find some excuse that would allow him to spend his time in more "meaningful" activities, but this time his mother had been ruthless, practically forcing him to attend. Even though, he could not blame his mother, as he now was old enough to marry which meant every Highborn was trying to get to him and place themselves or one of his sons or daughters on the throne. Of course, Alec didn't mind the attention he was receiving, everyone would be flattered by the sheer number of suitors and presents, but that didn't mean he would change his mind about social events. "Don't be like that, it won't be that bad" said his mother from the carriage seat right in front of him, she had always had the ability to read through his son's mind. "Yeah, that's because you are not the one who is going to be sorrunded by a neverending parade of nobles..." replied Alec, taking his time to stop looking outside the carriage's window and to look at his mother, almost defiantly. Her mother was a doe with a pristine white coat and the same green eyes he had, she was dressed in a white dress decorated with precious silver and black diamonds in a web-like pattern. Almost everyone in the Isles knew that while his father, the King, was an excelent warrior and an even better commander, it was the Queen who actually held all the power, always a cunning and clever leader, she was as feared as she was respected; it was said that a whisper from her could bring down even the most powerful houses. "You shouldn't be saying that, those families are necessary to this kingdom and keeping them in line would be one of your duties, which means you must attend this ball" continued his mother. "And die of boredom" That elicited a small chuckle from his father, who was sitting right beside his mother. The King of the Eclipse Isles looked as majestic as always, with his black fur and dark antlers, the same his son had inherited, with the exception of the white fur that covered Alec's hands and hooves, the same color as his mother. The King was dressed in modest black clothes, he had no need to look luxurious or intimidating when his only presence was enough. Of course, the look his mother gave his father was enough to make that chuckle become an obviusly fake cough. Alec would have insisted on the matter were not for the sudden stop of the carriage, a servant quickly opening the doors of the royal carriage which, as custom dictated, had been the last one to arrive at the party. Paying no mind to the servant, his parents stepped out of the carriage and Alec followed a few steps behind, taking a moment to put the black columbina mask he had brought, it was masquerade after all, even though his parents didn't need to wear them, he still had too. The ball had been organized by the Traevam family, which meant it took place at their palace. The entrance of the enormous building was richly decorated, but the most impressive thing was the tree placed in the middle of the room, the simbol of the House Traevam and the only one of it's kind, the Light Tree. The Royal family stopped to contemplate the beauty of the tree, it's silver trunk and white-glowing leaves, before another servant, wearing a black volto, led them to the ball room, where the main event took place. Once they entered the room, all the nobility inside fell silent and looked at them. Alec was, by now, used to what he called the "silent greeting" caused by his parents presence, so he just walked normally, looking at the nobles around him. It seemed that almost every highborn family had decided to attend this event as he could see various flocks of nobles around representatives of each Great House, of course the winged houses of Garjzla, Svartr and Sverd were easy to spot, but he also noticed some members of the other houses as well as lesser nobles all around the room. Finally they reached the front of the room, where the head of house Traevam, Deloi Traevam, a brown furred stallion, greeted them. Once they were done with the obligatory formalities, the party finally started, with couples dancing on the central dance floor while other nobles linged around the room, chatting as servants went by with plates of luxurious food and delicious wine. On his part, as his parents talked with Deloi, Alec took a stroll around the room greeting his acquaintances from the other Great Houses, as his rank required, and grabbing something to drink. Even though everyone knew that Alec would marry with someone from the Great Houses, that didn't stop some lesser nobility to try his luck with a particularly handosme daughter or son, which meant Alec was soon trapped in a neverending parade of polite greetings and useless small-talk. When he couldn't stand it anymore, he made up some excuse and went outside, into the Traevam palace gardens that were located next to the ball room, so that the scent of the spring flowers could be smelled from the room. After walking for a bit, avoiding some couples taking a romatic stroll through the gardens, Alec finally found a small clearing with a lonely bench where he could sit and just take his time to relax. It was while doing this that he noticed a servant looking at him from the other side of the clearing. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It had been a rough night for Snow, the last winter had been really hard for almost any lowborn, but it had hit him very differently. The young 11 years old cat had been an orphan since he could remember, not having any family, he had spent his first years living in an poor orphanage with an even poorer director. The old man had been always nice to him, teaching him how to write and read, but when he died, Snow lost the last thing he had. Since then, he had spent the last three years living on the streets, trying to survive with what little he could find or steal. But the last winter had left him without even the little he had managed to store during this three long years. Once again with nothing but the dirty clothes he wore, the young cat thought of the only desperate chance he had, he would steal anything from one of the Great Houses, if he managed, he could survive another year, and if he didn't, he would find himself in jail, where he would at least have some food. Of course, this meant that he had spent the last month planning. Finally, he decide that the perfect day to strike would be at the Traevan spring party, where the guards would probably be too busy with all the attendants to pay attention to everything. The morning before the ball, the boy presented at the servants entrance to the palace, saying that he was looking for a job, obviusly lying about his age, of course the chief butler did not want to hire a dirty boy from the streets, but he needed the extra help for the party and someone willing to work was better than nothing. After taking a bath and being forced inside a black servant's uniform and a black volto, he was inmediately put to work on little tasks, being under constant vigilance and having no time to go around looking for something valuable to steal. Which brought the young cat to the night of the ball, being stuck serving glasses of wine to the nobility of the Isles. Snow felt nervous while trying to do as he had been told, not only because the ambient of this room was the polar opposite from what he had known all his life, but also becasue he didn't want to do anything wrong and offend some particularly important people. He only got more nervous when the Royal Family walked in, no one needed to announce them because the complete silence that suddenly filled the room was simply enough. Turning around to see the cause of the sudden change in the previously relaxed ambient, Snow saw for the first time in his life the Royals. He only glanced at the King and Queen of the Isles, before someone caught his attention. The cat knew he was looking at the Crown Prince of the Isles and he felt as if his heart had stopped beating for a moment. The prince was handsome, not handsome in the way you would say someone beautiful is handsome, he simply was, as if the whole universe stopped everytime he took a breath, every step he took and everytime he blinked. The deer had a black coat which turned white when reaching his hands, deep forest-green eyes and beautiful black antlers that had been decorated for the occasion with shining white diamonds; he was wearing a black jacket that gradually turned white as it went down, which only complimented the white pants he was wearing, a black columbina partially covered his face, as it was tradition in masquerades. A snap beside him made Snow turn back to reality, as he turned around to see a noble that angrily took one glass of wine before resuming the conversation he was having. After serving a few more guests, the cat had quickly forgotten about the reason he had come here in the first place, spending every free moment he had to look around for the handsome prince, which always seemed to be surrounded by nobles even though his attention was clearly elsewhere. When he had no more glasses to give to the nobles, instead of returning to the kitchens to get more, Snow walked outside, towards the garden, hoping to get his thoughts straight and do what he had come here to do, which didn't have anything to do with a handsome deer. While he walked with no clear destination in mind, he arrived at a small clearing between the garden's tall bushes and stopped in his tracks when he saw the Crown Prince sitting alone in a bench, looking to the ground. It was when he was deciding between running away or quickly going through when the prince lifted his head, looking right at him. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Alec looked at the servant, he was wearing a black uniform with the sigil of the Traevan family and a black volto. Even despite the mask, from the ears and his hands, Alec could clearly see that the servant was a young greyish white cat with gray eyes that seemed to be no older than fourteen, and even though he hadn't seen the servant's face, there was something on him that made the prince feel... interested. "It's rude to stare, you know" said Alec, as he quickly made his mind and got up from the bench, approaching the little cat. "I-I'm sorry" replied Snow gettting more nervous by the second and embarassed after getting caught staring, as he tried to walk back and get away from the quickly approaching deer "Your Highness" he added, after realizing that he was, in fact, talking to the prince. "Tell me" continued Alec, while getting closer to the other boy "what is a servant like you doing out here?" "W-well... Your Highness... I-I w-was j-just..." but Snow didn't know what to say, the prince was even closer now and he soon realized he couldn't move back, as he was trapped against the bushes that surrounded the clearing. "Cat got your tongue? Perhaps if we take this off you can say something" said Alec, quickly getting to the boy and taking the servant's mask off, revealing a cute face, even younger than what he had thought. Snow blushed like mad as he looked into the prince's green eyes. Then he felt the prince's hand caressing his neck, eliciting a soft purr that he couldn't stop. "You like that, huh?" asked the prince, grinning as he watched the cat's reaction, while a feeling inside of him lit like a fire. "Y-yes" replied Snow, before another purr escaped his lips. "Yes what?" said Alec, teasing the poor servant. "Y-yes Your Highness" "Good boy" was everything Alec said before stepping to close what distance was left between them and planting a kiss in the boy's lips. Snow couldn't believe what was happening but he didn't care, parting his lips, he let the prince's tongue explore his maw before meeting it with its own, their tongues battling each other, tasting each other in a lust-filled kiss. Once their kiss was finally over, they both were left panting, looking into each other eyes. Then Alec took the lead, and grabbing the cat by his uniform he brought him to the bench and gently bent him over. Snow knew that this was wrong, that he shouldn't be doing this, but he could not stop, not when every touch of the handsome deer made him feel like he was on fire. That's why, when the prince pulled his pants down, exposing his sof ass, instead of moving away the little thief just lifted his tail, like the obedient cub he was. Looking at that pink tailhole hiding between those grey furred cheeks, Alec soon got on his knees, getting his mouth closer to that awaiting hole and gave in, giving a few playful licks around the ring, before plunging his tongue inside. Snow gave a soft moan as he felt that glorious deer tongue entering him, reaching deep inside of him and tickling his prostate. As the prince got more comfortable, really getting into rimming that feline ass, Snow's moans became louder, felling jolts of pleasure as the prince licked him in all the right places. After a while, Alec finally retired, which promptly made the cat give a needy wine. But Snow didn't need to wait for long, as he soon felt something hard rubbing between his cheeks. Alec had taken his rock hard 7 inched humanoid dick and was teasing the boy with it. "What a needy servant... why don't you tell me what is it you want?" teased the deer. "Please... Your Highness... put it in me... I want to feel it inside of me!" said Snow, between heavy pants. Satisfied by the kitten's words, Alec quickly aligned his tip with that pink pucker and pushed until it finally gave in. Snow gave one long moan when he felt that hot cock entering him, stretching his ring and filling him. Once he was fully inside that delightfully tight hole, Alec soon pulled out until only the tip was inside the boy, before pushing right back in, eliciting some more moans from the boy beneath him. After a while, Snow was a panting and moaning mess, feeling the powerful thrust of the prince against his prostate, making him feel sickening waves of pleasure. His 4 inches of barbed feline dick were already at full mast and dripping all over the bench beneath him. It didn't take long before the deer's thrust became irregular, his neediness taking over his body, pounding that delicious ass roughly while the cat could only think about that hard dick inside of him. Finally, the young prince gave one final powerful thrust and spilled his seed inside the little servant. Snow could feel that hard slab of deer meat giving powerful throbs inside of him, each one followed by a jet of thick seed that filled his stomach, painting his insides white. It was that feeling of fullness that made the little cat tip over the edge, cumming hands free and painting the bench with off-white stains. After what felt like an eternity, both of the boys basking in the amazing afterglow of their fucking session, Alec pulled out of the boy, giving him one final rimming to clean his seed from the servant's hole. Once the cat was clean, the deer quickly gave the cat a sloppy kiss, sharing the seed he had collected between them. "Here, if you want to see me again, just go to the Palace and show this to any servant, they will know" said the deer prince as he place a card inside the still to stunned to speak boy's hand. Then the prince walked away, even the fact that his mother would without doubt be mad at him for dissapearing could do nothing to silence the warmness inside his chest, he still didn't know how to describe the feeling, but he knew he liked it. Meanwhile, when he finally recovered, Snow looked at the card in his hands, it was just a blanck piece of paper with the letter A beneath the sigil of the Eclipse. Quickly putting it safely in the uniform pocket, he walked away from the Traevam palace, thinking that it was not worth it getting caught if he couldn't see the prince again, which he planned on doing very soon.