[M] Closets Are Shit

                                    

                                          
I yawned as I woke up and my mind was momentarily foggy until Prince Cassius' face invade my vision. And then everything just flooded back. His arms were still loosely wrapped around my waist, I noticed. It appeared to me that neither of us had bothered changing back to our human forms as his tail was entwined protectively around my thigh. While mine merely twisted itself around his fingers.
                          
The demon prince fucked me. Wow, wait until I get back home. I will have some stories to tell.
                          
I raised my sore body up, my hips hurt the worst. They felt stiff and ached. Grimacing, I looked down at my body, gazing at all the bites and hickeys. Marvelous.
                          
My fingers grazed a bruise on my chest, I could only imagine the damage he'd done to my neck. My eyes trailed to the prince as he slept peacefully beside me, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath.
                          
I gently brushed his bangs to the side and marveled at the fact that I was beside him. A Prince. The prince. And he fucked me! God, that was amazing. It was like my twelve-year-old dream come true. With a sigh, I slowly peeled his arms off me and very carefully detached his tail. Another yawn escaped me as I slid out of the soft bed. It appeared to me that the prince had dressed me in a fresh pair of undies.
                          
And they looked like his.
                          
I was almost Scott free until his fingers latched on to my wrist so suddenly I yelled in surprise.
                          
"D-don't fucking scare me like that!" I screeched and turned to him, "I uh- your highness?"
                          
Nice save.
                          
"I didn't permit you to leave," he had a bored expression on his face as he tried to tug me back into the bed.
                          
"I'm not gonna lie, that was damn good sex," I laughed almost nervously, "but I don't stay for dinner."
                          
"Then stay for one more round," Prince Cassius murmured and tugged on my wrist again. "I know you want it," and that was it. I let him pull me beneath him and pin my arms above my head. Then the urge to yawn overtook me and I scrunched up my nose.
                          
"O-okay, but I'm jisst," I slurred and closed my eye again, "really tired."
                          
"Of course," the prince purred in satisfaction as I curled up beside him. His warm body molding perfectly with my own. I felt his tail wrap around my thigh again and stroke the soft skin there until I fell asleep once more.
                          
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I awoke with a start, finding no warmth beside me. It was actually mildly disappointing. First, you tell me to stay so we can fuck again and then I wake up and you're gone. Wow. Thanks.
                          
My body slid from the soft bed and I realized that I picked up my clothes from last night. The door to his bathroom was ajar as I walked in. It was huge. The bathtub was large enough for at least four people and a wide mirror spanned the length of the long marble counter. I placed the clothes on the toilet seat and edged over to the tub.
                          
Was I even allowed to use this? I wanted to take a bath, cum was still crusted on my chest, but I wasn't sure if the prince would allow me to. I'll just to take a quick bath so he doesn't catch me. Hopefully.
                          
I turned on the four faucets and watched as the tiled container filled up remarkably fast. My underwear came off and I stepped into the warm liquid, letting my body get used to it.
                          
I soaked for a minute or so my body relaxed to the sting of the hickeys and bites. My eyelids were becoming droopy and I began to drift away. my knees came to my chest and the soreness in my hips started to feel a little bit better.