Dirty talk w/ Niles

[kingshaming]

 Their arrangement was something Xander had mostly just fallen into- which was already a sign that he needed it. He never 'fell' into anything. He was the Crown Prince, and now the King, too much rode on him making every choice with the utmost care, and not based on his gut. But the more that was on his shoulders the sloppier he got. Before he only had to worry about his family and following Garon's orders with as much of his soul intact as possible.

Now the whole world was opened to him, and the world was too big.

So what started as a passing comment from Niles ended up this whole big THING. This stress relief. And Niles was VERY good at what he did. Soon Xander was practically addicted to his ministrations, and they helped keep his head clear when he needed all his wits about him. Eventually he would have to find a wife and start a family for the continuation of the bloodline. But for now getting Nohr back on it's feet was more pressing then his romantic life.

Still, for all the times they had been together, it was rather... straight forward. Xander was no virgin, but his experiences were as bland as oatmeal, and he was content to keep them that way- he just never had time to think of anything more interesting.

But Niles, Niles was anything but bland. Which Xander was quickly learning as he stared the retainer down in some dark passageway or another.

"Would you care to repeat that, Niles?"
 

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[cyclopticsadist]

[Niles chuckles in as good-natured a tone as possible for him, and he stands up. He approaches Xander slowly but confidently, like one would approach a nervous horse.]

Note taken.

[When he's within arm's reach he slides his palms over Xander's side, just under his ribs and trails them down to his hip bones. His fingers dip under the waist of his pants and small clothes helpfully pushing them down just a little bit as Xander deals with the fastenings.]

Is 'Xander' too informal as well, your majesty? Your Grace? My Lord Oh Powerful King of Nohr?

[His nails dig in a little more with each increasingly pompous title. He loves riding this line between flirting and treasonous disrespect.]

[kingshaming]

[ and like a nervous horse he puffs out a rough breath when Niles' nails dig in.... but there's not much hiding how it stirs his cock in turn ]

Just Xander. If you really want to affirm that this isn't me taking advantage, then I am just another man now.

[cyclopticsadist]

And what a man you are Xander~.

[His response is low and husky, a deliberate departure from his earlier teasing and baiting. This is sincere appreciation, and his hands mirror that sentiment by roaming leisurely across his skin, nails scraping along the way. First they move up and around, feeling the muscles of Xander's lower back. Then, predictably, his hands travel down, squeezing at his ass and spreading his cheeks eagerly.]

[kingshaming]

[His breath stutters as the groping, his head falling back and Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed.

It certainly is a full well-muscled ass- horse riding has it's benefits, after all. The muscles clench and flex in his palms.]

Gods, Niles...

[cyclopticsadist]

[Niles can't resist that throat, so as Xander's head tips back, Niles leans forward and up. He grazes his teeth up the side of his neck, ending with a sharp nip to Xander's pulse point just under his jaw. All the while his hands kept up their kneading, purposely staying entirely surface level.

He loved that breathy, needy tone Xander's voice carried and he wanted more of it.]