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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Camp_Camp_(Web_Series)
  Relationship:
      David/Max_(Camp_Camp)
  Character:
      Max_(Camp_Camp), David_(Camp_Camp)
  Additional Tags:
      Royalty_AU, knight!David, King!Max, Entry_for_Maxvid_Week, Fluff, Smut,
      And_a_little_bit_of_angst, Consensual_Underage_Sex, Anal_Sex, warning;
      max_is_10, max_is_a_power_bottom, Kinda, PWP/porn_with_plot
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-07 Words: 5519
****** Royal Duties ******
by MeddlingWithChaos
Summary
     A young boy named David Miles saves his kingdom's pregnant queen from
     a fire and she offers him a life in training to be a knight to
     protect her son. Throughout Prince Maximus' life, David is always
     there, a constant in his dark moments. One day though, the knight is
     absent from Max's side. This causes a panic in Max, and when David
     returns, Max lets David know why he desperately needs him by his
     side.
     (I'm aware I suck at summaries)
Notes
     Okay, first off, I really want to thank Helmsritch for helping me so
     much on this! I really don't think I would've been able to write this
     without him, he is just amazing, he's an amazing writer and friend.
     Thanks so much, bro!
     This is my first official fic, and it's been a while since I've
     written and finished a story and I wrote this within 5-6 days...
See the end of the work for more notes
There was fire everywhere.
Screaming filled the air which was already thick with smoke, fire, and embers.
A young boy bolted through it, not sure how to escape the maze of burning tents
from the disastrous festival. Agonized cries deafened the boy. There were too
many, he dearly wanted to help, but he didn’t know where to start, he needed to
find refuge.
In need for somebody, anybody but it would seem that those who could had
already gotten out and the others who couldn’t were left here...in pain.
Tears coming to his eyes, sensing the pain of those around him. Their panic,
their fear, and suffering, he knew it because he felt it too. He kept running
amongst the flames as his vision blurred.
He couldn’t see what was in front of him when he tripped over something soft,
both him and the thing grunted as he fell.
“Help…”
The boy looked back to see what he tripped over.
His wide-eyes met a woman dressed in dark crimson with a crown lying a few feet
away from her head. It was his queen. She had both of her hands protectively
cradling her swollen belly. “Help me please.”
The redhead blinked and pushed himself up from the ground as quickly as
possible, he looked her over, she had a sizable piece of wood impaling her leg.
He grimaced at how bad it looked, that was probably why she couldn’t get out on
her own. He was the only one around, he was her only means of surviving. His
heart was beating painfully fast, he was scared and unsure. He looked around,
the other screams getting weaker, he could only imagine what that meant…
The pale boy couldn’t leave her here to die like the others, pushing down his
anxiety, he grabbed her arms to pull her up. She howled in pain, but she put
her good leg firmly on the ground meanwhile the small boy wrapped his arms
around the queen, supporting most of her weight on himself, “I’m sorry about
that, M-Majesty…” he grunted.
She only whimpered in response, the teen adjusted himself to her bad side with
her injured leg. Now, with her leaning on his side, he had to find a way out
for both of them. The fires hadn’t died down, still posing a danger to their
escape.
There was a crash behind them, the boy looked to see that a structure had
collapsed over the path behind them. Their only option was to move forward on
the path ahead of them.
“This way, your Majesty.” The youth led the queen forward, they were slow and
the fire was spreading. Dread was already sinking into his heart, his usual
optimism nowhere to be found.
Suddenly the path in front of them was blocked with fallen wreckage.
The queen’s quiet weeping gained his attention, she seemed to feel hopeless
about this as well. A feeling swelled in the young boy’s chest, he felt need to
assure this woman that she would live and have her child, he needed to be brave
and sharp right now for them. He grasped the queen tighter to himself and
looked around.
Through a still standing flaming tent he spotted an opening leading to another
path. It was dangerous but it was all there was, it was their way out of this
corner they had been backed into.
“My Majesty…” He trailed off taking a deep breath, “Keep your eyes closed...and
don’t stop moving…” The queen only held tighter to the boy, she didn’t look up
to question him, she didn’t want to know why this young boy was telling her to
do this.
The boy managed a shaky breath without choking on the thick air. He moved
forward quickly, as the queen limped as she dragged her injured leg to keep up
with his surprisingly strong grip.
They were half-way through, almost out of this reincarnation of hell.
An audible crack sounded above them, the boy had surged forward holding tightly
to the queen knowing the tent was going to collapse any second.
The boy could smell fresh air, and they were a few steps from the exit. He
heard another crack louder this time, followed by creaks coming from the beams.
He could feel the thick beams of the tent crashing to the ground behind him as
the building collapsed Exhaling a breath of relief, he immediately took the
clear, crisp night air into his lungs. The boys’ legs feeling like they were
about to give out on him, he led the queen over to a mostly intact carriage and
had her lean on it.
Once her weight lifted off of him, he collapsed, his knees hit the muddy ground
and sunk into it. It was soft at least.
Their exhausted breathing filled the surrounding air with noise, the boy looked
over to the still burning circus, he noticed the screams had stopped…
“Thank you…” The youth looked up at the royal woman, she was panting, but she
had a small smile on her face.
“...you’re welcome, your Majesty…” Quietly he replied, he was recovering from
the adrenaline but he was still weary.
The queen continued, she must not like the silence, “That was quite admirable,
what you’ve done…”
The boy wanted to break down in tears, the stress from the near-death
experience, the unwarranted guilt, his queen praising him for something he did
not feel pride for, it was becoming too much. But he steeled himself, he
couldn’t break down quite yet.
“Thank you, your words are kind.”
“What’s your name, brave lad?” The queen queried.
“David. David Miles, my queen.” He nodded his head quickly in a form of a bow.
“David...I have a proposition…” The queen smiled brightly at David’s confused
face, she continued quietly, “How would you like to train to be a knight?”
His face went blank, “What?” That wasn’t something he was expecting.
“You saved two lives today, and I want you to continue to protect his…” She
gestured to her stomach, running her hand over it.
The boy’s heart picked up again in a bit of a panic, unsure if he should make
such a promise…
“The bravery you displayed in there was amaz-UNGH!-” The queen cut off as she
groaned in pain. Her leg was still injured, David presumed that it had numbed,
and she had forgotten about it.
David sprung forward to steady the woman in case she fell, she quickly realized
putting weight on that leg was a mistake.
“Don’t! My grace, I would dearly advise not using that leg…” David spoke
hastily, “Are you alright?”
“Ugh...I’m fine,” She lifted the wounded limb back off the ground. The queen
placed her hand over the one the boy had on her shoulder. “I would like you to
be by his side, looking over him when I cannot…”
David looked down at her stomach, did his queen realize what she was asking of
him? How large a task she was asking of a mere peasant?
“I can promise a good life for you in the castle...warm food, a comfortable bed
to sleep in,” She was determined to make this young boy into a brave knight to
care for her precious prince.
David swallowed thickly, nearly choking, “V-very well, my queen. As you wish…”
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                                 6 years later
“Argh! Urg!” David grunted as lunged his sword forward in the air, working on
his swinging stance. He was working with a different heavier sword then what he
usually practiced with.
He was unable to keep it from hitting the ground, wincing at the loud clang of
the sword hitting the stone. Perhaps he should try with another blade...
David looked up when he heard running footsteps on the other side of the
courtyard. He saw the prince running towards him, David’s protective nature
kicking in, he wanted to save the prince from whoever was chasing him.
However, the prince, run past David to the weapon rack and an overturned dummy,
he jumped behind them and hid.
“Max…? What are you-?”
“MAXIMUS!” A loud booming voice rang out cutting off David. David looked
towards the side of the courtyard Max had come from to see the king, a few of
his guards and Max’s tutor.
They spotted him and rushed towards him.
“Sir Miles,” The king addressed the young knight in front of him, “It’s good to
see you...practicing and whatnot,” David bowed his head in respect.
He let his smile fall, dropping pleasantries, “Perchance, have you seen
Maximus? He’s run off again, and we’re looking for him.” The king’s tone put
David off, he never liked the man or the way he was with his son.
David glanced over to where Max was hiding to see him shushing him with his
finger. David had to suppress a smile finding it somewhat cute.
“...No, I haven’t.” He replied flatly with his face blank.
“We saw him come in here,” A guard retorted, obviously displeased with the
knight’s response.
“He must’ve rushed past me so swiftly I didn’t see him,” David looked a bit
insolent, the king seemingly the only one to notice. The man didn’t push it, he
didn’t care for David, but he wouldn’t dare challenge his wife over it.
“Very well...we’ll just be on our way…” The king brushed past David, nearly
knocking him over, “Let’s go.” He barked at his men, they sprinted out of the
courtyard to continue looking for the young prince.
After he could no longer hear their heavy footsteps, the prince stepped out of
his hiding place.
“What were you running away for?” David walked closer to Max and the weapons
rack to put his sword away.
“What do you think? If you had to sit through those boring lessons, you’d be
running too!” Max spoke as he hefted himself up onto the overturned dummy.
David frowned, he should have expected that, but he still felt a bit
disappointed. “Max...you need to have those lessons,”
“Why?” He defiantly glared up at David with a pout.
“Well...you need to know these things so you can run this kingdom!” David
smiled while stretching his arms out gesturing to the village beyond the
castle’s walls.
Max childishly groaned, “But I don’t want to be king, David…” He looked down at
the ground, “It’s a miserable position…just look in a history book, a bunch of
them seem to lose their minds!”
David’s face dropped, Max was only 5 but he had very sharp wit. “I’m sure it's
not all bad, Max.” The young knight sat beside Max, “You won’t lose your mind…”
“What do you know?” Max crossed his arms, attempting to seem grumpy, but David
only found it endearing.
“I know...cause I’ll be there, by your side, always…” David wrapped his arm
around Max’s small figure.
Max looked enraged, but he didn’t attempt to wiggle out of David’s embrace.
After a few seconds, Max reluctantly returned the hug. The knight couldn’t help
but beam warmly in response.
He meant it, he’d never leave his prince’s side.
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                                 2 years later
“David?” The prince called out for the red-haired knight who told him to come
here after his lessons. He took a couple steps into the stable before he heard
David’s voice.
“Over here, Max!” David’s voice called over the sound of neighs from horses.
The boy followed the sound of David grunting from exertion and the sound of
hoofs hitting stone. He turned the corner to see David hefting a leather saddle
onto an auburn horse that was nearly taller than David himself.
“...What are we doing today, David?” Max looked dubiously at the knight who
smirked mischievously in response.
When David finished up putting a saddle and reins on the large equine, Max got
his answer as the knight picked him up and placed his rear onto the saddle.
David followed as he lifted himself onto the back of the horse’s seat.
“David…?” Max dragged his knight’s name out, he still wanted a straight answer.
He looked over his shoulder at his friend with a worried frown.
The older man’s eyes were warm, “It’s fine, Max. I’m right here.” David placed
his arms on both sides of Max, ensuring that the prince would not fall off
during their ride.
He grabbed the reins and gave them a gentle snap to get the horse moving. David
felt the young boy’s hands shoot to his thighs digging his nails into them to
hold on for dear life.
David chuckled and pressed a kiss into the top of Max’s head, he smiled as the
prince’s black curls tickled his nose. Max felt his cheeks go red as he simply
stared ahead as David ruffled his hair after the kiss.
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                                  1 year later
There was a soft patter of rain hitting the window of the carriage.
David watched the young royal across from him, he was staring out his window
with a dead expression. It deeply worried the knight. He was unsure if he
should say anything…
Ever since Max had heard the news of his parents passing, he’d been completely
silent.
Now, the prince was dressed in a black doublet and robes, looking like death.
His face dulled of its color, his eyes no longer holding the piercing intensity
that could burn away the authority of a weaker person.
David felt as if he didn’t know the young boy in front of him.
The carriage came to a stop finally, as David opened the door for the prince,
he looked out, his sight was meet with a landscape filled with tombstones. The
air had a desolate and somber tone, and the grey sky and rain coming down did
nothing but worsen the mood.
Max hopped out first, not waiting for the coachman to climb down to assist him.
The knight soon followed his prince.
They walked up to a giant oak tree where a crowd stood around two gravestones.
The throng of people noticed the royal presence and parted for the prince.
Since the son of the king and queen had arrived they began the ceremony. It was
grim, but that's how funerals were. That’s how death was…
Soon the ceremony was over with and the nobles and family that had come from
other kingdoms, some gave their condolences to Max, to which he ignored.
Max still hadn’t said a word by the end of the service.
David assumed this ride was going to be silent as well, but Max surprised him
half-way through their ride home when Max finally mumbled something to David.
“They were never there for me, you know…”
The redheaded man jerked his head towards the prince, “What?”
“...They weren’t there for me...not even mother…” Max mentioned his mother with
a strained tone. “That is why...I refuse to mourn them…” The prince in black
stated with his head held high, his expression dark and chillingly
uncharacteristic for someone so young.
David wanted to interject, but he couldn’t find the words in his mouth.
“But you always were…”
The knight’s heart sped up in his chest, he felt flattered but at the same
time, disheartened by the prince’s dismissal of his parent’s deaths.
“...You’re welcome, my prince…”
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                                 2 years later
Max walked into the throne room, halting his quick pace when he noticed the
empty space beside his throne. For the past two years David had been his
personal knight, constantly staying by his side since his parents' death, but
today he was conspicuously absent. He continued walked to his throne in the
grandiose hall, his mind searching past conversations for anything he might've
missed that would explain David's disappearance.
“Where is he?” He demanded from the servant nearest to his seat.
The man jumped at Max’s voice, unsure of whom the young king was referring to,
he scrambled a bit before answering, “He’s-he’s out, your Highness.”
“What?! Where did he go?” Max shouted; everyone in the room winced. The man
near Max trembled, “I’m not certain, your Lordship!”
Max looked around the hall, his gaze burning holes into the staff he looked at,
“Do you know when he’ll be back?” He grumbled at the servant.
“I-I’m-I do not know, your Highness.” The servant stumbled over his words in a
nervous haste.
Max sat back in his chair, leaning his chin on his hand. He groaned, missing
David more than he’d like to admit.
Hours past, Max had to deal with visiting nobles and royals and planners for
his 11th birthday ball, alone. When he saw David he was going to let him know
of the hell he had gone through today.
It was night when David finally came back to the castle, Max informed a guard
to instruct the knight to come to his study at once.
David tensed as he heard the guard describe the fury that Max expressed when he
gave him the order. But the knight made his way to his king’s study
nonetheless. He honestly wanted to quell his lord’s anger soon as possible.
As soon as David opened the door, he was met with Max glaring daggers at him.
“Where the hell were you?” He stood stiffly with his gaze stern and angry.
David looked down at his young king, he couldn’t tell him where he’d gone, it
would ruin everything. “I was out, my liege.” He spoke vaguely, but he knew
that would not satisfy his king.
“Where?!” The small boy insisted, ‘why the hell was he avoiding the
question?’the king thought.
“Out.” David held his ground, he could be quite determined when he wanted.
Max narrowed his eyes at the knight, “I demand you tell me now…” The young
king, walked around his desk towards the knight.
Despite the fact that the knight towered over his king, he still felt
Intimidated as he closed in on him. David took a step back and another after
another as Max continued to stalk towards him.
“David, tell me!” Max did not cease when David stopped due to his back meeting
the corner of the study.
The knight kept his mouth clamped shut refusing to let his king even hear his
voice. This seemed to irk Max further.
David tensed when he felt Max grab onto his pants and began to climb up his
body, “Max!” The knight exclaimed in shock when he felt Max’s foot step near
his groin.
Finally the young king reached David’s level, coming face to face with the
older man. His brows contorted in fury.
“Where. The. Hell. WERE YOU?!” He shouted directly in David’s face.
The man was getting sick and tired of this child shouting in his face, “Why do
you care?!” David retorted in a burst of aggravation.
“Cause you made a fucking promise you son of bitch!” Max bellowed, tears
flooded his meadow green eyes. Without pausing for a second, he pushed his
mouth fiercely against David's in a rush of emotions.
The knight stood stiff and unmoving as he became all too aware of Max’s lips on
his own. David’s first instinct was to shove the young royal off, but he
couldn’t seem to find the strength or will to do so. He felt so weak to the
small boy's touch. 
Max wrapped his arms tightly around David’s neck to keep him in place. Max
wasn’t planning on letting him get away so easy.
The king parted from David to say something of great importance, “Desk. Now.”
Both were panting and breathless from the kiss. David knew an order when he
heard it.
The knight placed his hands round Max’s small arse so he wouldn’t drop him as
he carried the king to his study’s desk.
David gently put his king’s soft rear onto the solid maple desk, he stood close
to his lord awaiting his next command. The young king leaned back raking his
eyes over the slim yet lean knight, “Take it off…”
“What…?” David’s dazed mind didn’t quite follow what his liege wanted from him.
“Take off your clothes,” Max narrowed his eyes with a devilish gleam behind
them.
David didn't question his king, but merely followed his instructions. He undid
the dark belt around his waist, and stumbled as he unbuttoned his tunic, his
mind was overrun with an anxious desire. He desperately wanted to please his
king.
His king smirked wickedly at him, taking a dark sense of pleasure out of how
eager to please David is. Max’s smile got even wider as David pulled the green
top over his lightly freckled shoulders and down his pale, slender arms.
Leaving him in just his trousers, he supposed those were next.
David looked down at his groin, realizing that his excitement was obvious
without the cover of a loose tunic. He groaned at how tight his pants felt.
“Go on~” His king urged, he sat expectantly on the edge of the desktop waiting
for the reveal.
David exhaled a breath he was unaware he’d been holding. He slid his thumbs
underneath the waistband and pulled down, the stiff fabric sliding over his
hipbones and hardened member.
He let his trousers fall to the ground, shivering a bit as the air touched and
cooled his warm skin. The man was completely naked in before his king.
“What now, my king?”
David looked down at the young boy, he’d already discarded his sky blue cloak,
Max laid back on his elbows with his legs spread wide.
“Rip my clothes off,” Max demanded, he smirked as David’s trembling hands
reached him, they shakily undid his doublet and pulled off his tights, soon Max
was in nothing as well.
Max reached out and pulled David down to reconnect their lips. David met his
king’s warm, soft lips and he felt any hesitation melt away with the heat
formulating in his stomach. Shamelessly moaning as he reciprocated the kiss.
The knight kept himself contained, keeping his tongue in his mouth; he wanted
his king to be in control. He felt his heart jump when he sensed Max’s small
tongue slide across his bottom lip, the knight was more than happy to oblige
his lord.
It was like a spark of electricity going through David when he felt Max’s
tongue wrestle with his. His head filled with a hazy white heat, he felt
lightheaded and blind. Not thinking clearly, he thrusted his hips into Max,
causing his length to brush against the young boy’s aroused dick.
David parted from their kiss as he bit down a moan and Max whimpered in
pleasure, he bucked his small hips to cause the sensation again. The young king
pushed their groins together again, this time the knight could not hold back
his thrilled groan.
The older man had his eyes closed shut, trying to keep control over his body.
The king looked at this like David was ignoring him, to gain his attention he
gripped the man’s cock. He grinned smugly as David’s eyes shot open and he
looked directly into David’s ocean blue iris’.
He was under his king’s control, and somehow realizing that fact only increased
the knight’s arousal. Max’s inexperience was apparent as he expressed hesitance
while stroking David’s cock. After a few firm tugs, David gave a pleasured moan
in response; the young boy’s usual confidence surfaced as he begun to quicken
his pace.
“Max…” The older man whined out, it was desperate and pitiful. This felt
undeniably wondrous, but he felt that it was too one-sided, he couldn’t help
the thought of how Max would feel with his knight sheathed within him.
“My king~” David moaned out, “It would give me great pleasure to make you feel
good as well.” The older man boldly ran his hands down his king, “Please, give
me the honor…”
Max looked up at his knight above him, his eyes became lidded and in a very
sultry tone he replied, “Very well. Please me…”
David nearly fainted at his king’s tone, simply overjoyed with the invitation.
The man inched his way down Max’s body to where his member stood pink and
proud, dripping with a bit of pre-cum. David looked up at Max and locked eyes
with him as his took the boy’s penis into his mouth and then the world went
blank for the king.
He couldn’t manage to breathe properly, every inhale too little and too fast.
And his mind wavered, it was only focusing on the feeling of David’s wonderful
mouth on him.
David got the entire length into his mouth, he curled his tongue to cradle the
member. He started to bob his head slowly, wanting to be gentle with his king’s
cock.
“David~” Max moaned lewdly, he couldn’t take this, he felt like he was going to
explode, “That feels...amazing-ngghn! I feel...like I’m about to burst…” David
continued his ministrations, a bit rougher now, wanting a taste of his king.
The boy’s chest heaved, and his vision went white for a while as he cried out
in ecstasy, shuddering against David as he worked his mouth along Max’s cock.
He felt dazed and warm, but that intense feeling of nearing an edge was gone.
Max lifted his head up with some trouble to see David licking a white substance
off his pink-tinted lips.
He wasted no time sticking his fingers in his mouth to cover them in saliva and
Max’s cum, apparently they weren’t quite finished. After a while, David pulled
them out with a strand of cum and spit connecting his lips and fingers.
The knight spread Max’s limp legs, and lined up his slick fingers to Max’s
hole. Once Max felt his fingers exploring around his entrance, he tensed up.
“Relax, my lord…” David looked down at the young boy with loving eyes, and
that's all it took to put Max at ease. His body slack and his ass tight yet
relaxed; David pushed one finger in and smiled as he watched his love arch in
pleasure. That hazy heat was returning to Max.
David prodded around Max before adding a second finger, Max let out a
breathless groan as felt David’s fingers stretch him out, there was something
satisfying about the full sensation in his ass.
Max wasn’t sure he’d be able to take another finger, but soon enough, David
inserted a third into his young king’s ass. The older man pulled his fingers
out and thrust back into the youth’s taught hole; after a while, Max’s moans
had grown faint, David concluded that he was ready for his cock which was now
twitching in anticipation during all of this.
The knight took a hold of his dick and gently nudged the head against Max’s
puckered hole, the man looked over at his young king, his face overtaken with
one of lust, his eyes expectant. “What are you waiting for? Do it...”
“As you wish, my liege.” David nodded and finally slid his cock into the boy,
his back arched as he let out loud moan, filling the room with his noise. David
hoped to god that no one was in the hall to hear the sinful sounds coming from
the king and his obedient knight.
 He inched his dick slowly into Max, wanting to be delicate and cause as little
pain as he could. The further he sunk his cock into Max, the louder his moans
became, David couldn’t keep them back, the tight warmth overwhelming him. “My
King~” David looked down at his superior, the boy had a wanton grin split
across his face.
David bucked his hips under the gaze of his lord with hopes of pleasing him.
The youth closed his eyes in bliss at the friction, he kept his head cool while
inside he was losing it, feeling that edge getting closer. The knight pulled
out and thrusted in again, the king’s eyes shot open and he shuddered out a cry
breaking his facade. David hit a spot in Max that made him see stars and lose
all sensibility. Max angled his hips so he could get David to stimulate that
spot again.
The red-haired man stopped abruptly, worried that he hurt Max, “My king? Are
you-?”
“Again~” The young boy managed out in a husky voice. His bright green eyes met
the knight’s, “Keep doing that, David,” He whispered out in desperate want,
needing to feel that again.
The knight began to move again, not entirely understanding his king. He
unknowingly hit that spot again and Max mewled as his head rolled back. After a
few times of David moving his hips to smack into Max’s soft ass, he realized
what he was pressing his cock into. He smiled leaning down to kiss his king as
he repeatedly thrusted into Max’s prostate.
Their mouths met and Max welcomed the knight’s lips, his tongue sliding out of
his mouth and into David’s, the knight was placent as his king dominated his
mouth. Exchanging heated moans as David continued to smack their hips together.
The young king could feel that cliff, so close to tipping over it, a couple
more thrusts hitting that wondrous spot and he’d topple and fall over that hazy
precipice. He was panting against David’s lips, holding back his moan he rolled
his hips to perfectly meet the older man’s thrusts.
Max whined as he felt himself burst and overflow again, he couldn’t look
straight, it felt as if the world disappeared and it was nothing but himself,
David and the feelings the man was causing in him. He felt warm liquid dripping
down his little prick; David felt the boy spasm around his dick and looked down
to see that his king had reached his second climax. The older man managed a
smile, but he couldn’t keep it as the new tightness around his shaft became too
intense and he felt himself quickly approaching his orgasm. Panting to keep
himself together, he slowed his hips, and began to pull out before he could
spill his seed into his dear king.
Max sensed David’s throbbing cock start to leave, anger flared up in the small
boy as he wrapped his legs around David’s waist, pushing him back in, and
locking his ankles together. He refused to let David just leave him empty
handed.
David’s eyes widened, the friction just enough to cause him to cum. He groaned
at the sweet release but ducked his head in shame for allowing himself to sully
his king. He was unsure if his king truly understood what just happened.
The king slowly sat up, he smirked at his distressed knight and splayed his
body in sultry stance. Loving the sticky and full feeling in his ass, overly
pleased that David’s dick was still sheathed in him.
“How good does it feel to cum inside a king, David?”
The knight blushed and buried his face in his hands, utterly embarrassed and
turned on by the young boy. His heart beat erratically, the comedown from his
climax mixing with his flustered mind causing his stomach to fill with heat and
butterflies.
Max chuckled at David, reaching up to remove the knight’s hands, “Well…?” David
looked at his young lover, his expectant gaze causing him to shake and answer
the rather lewd question, “It was...the best feeling I’ve ever experienced, my
king…” he frankly mumbled under his breath.
The king formed a prideful smile, pleased with his knight. Undoing his legs, he
released the man, frowning a bit as the warm cock left and the white fluid
leaked out and onto the wood desk beneath his ass. Max sighed but he found
pleasure in the used, stretched feeling.
He yawned and lifted his arms up to David, “Carry me to my room.”
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The knight carried his tired king, wrapped up in his royal cloak and swiftly,
without being noticed, escorted him to his wing. He quietly opened the door to
his king’s room, his sight met with a large canopy bed and curtained windows
that reached to the ceiling.
Already sleeping peacefully in his arms, David walked the young boy over to the
bed and laid him down, he pulled the covers down and over Max. The king stirred
as David leaned over to kiss his forehead, “David…?”
David pulled back after the small affectionate peck, “Yes?”
“You still promise you’ll never leave me?”
David went silent, taken back that was even a worry in his little love’s mind.
“Of course, Max! I could never...I’d never do that to you.” The knight cupped
Max’s face and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. “What would make you think…”
David trailed off, remembering today he was completely absent from Max’s side.
“Today...don’t do it again…” While Max’s sentence was formed like a demand, it
sounded desperate and needy. He wrapped his arms around the older man’s neck,
burying his face into the knight’s loose tunic. “Stay...here, please…”
David looked down at the youth desperately clasping onto him, he wrapped his
arms around the small boy, returning the hug. “Whatever you wish, my liege.”
End Notes
     Umm, I dunno if anyone be interested, but if this does well or people
     ask for it, I may do a little drabble about where David was...
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