👑 The Prince’s Secret Night 🌙🔥

The royal chamber was vast, its stone walls softened by tapestries of crimson and gold. Heavy curtains shut out the night, and only the flickering of tall wax candles lit the silken bed where a secret sin was unfolding.

Servant: (voice low, guiding with his hand) “Yes, Elara… slower… take my penis deeper… good boy. Gods, your lips were born for this.”

Elara (the prince): (blushing, muffled) “Mmmhh… slurp… ahhh… nghh…”

(On his knees, Elara trembled beneath the weight of the servant’s size. His pale face was flushed scarlet, braid slipping forward over one shoulder as he worked his mouth along the thick shaft. Strings of saliva clung to his chin, glistening in the candlelight.)

Servant: (smirking, caressing Elara’s cheek) “So obedient… my prince kneels for his servant. If only the court could see you now, moaning around my cock, drinking my taste.”

Elara: (pulling back with a gasp, lips wet) “I… I want to please you… guide me more…”

Servant: (stroking his braid, voice firm) “Then open wider. Let me hear you choke on me… ahh, yes, like that. Slurp… gag… slurp. Perfect little mouth.”

(Elara’s throat tightened as he took more, tears pooling at his lashes. The servant groaned, rocking his hips, feeding him inch after inch. The sounds of wetness filled the chamber—glrk… slurp… pop—until the prince pulled back, gasping for air, face shining with spit.)

Servant: “Enough teasing. On the bed. I’ll show you what your body was meant for.”

(The prince lay on his back, cloak spilling like wine across silk sheets. His delicate chest heaved with quick breaths, his braid fanned across the pillow. The servant lifted Elara’s slender hips and pressed his heavy penis against the prince’s tight entrance.)

Elara: (whimpering) “It’s too big… please… ahhh…”

Servant: (whispering at his ear, steady) “You’ll take it. Relax. Every inch of my cock belongs inside you.”

(With slow, steady force, the servant pushed in. The sound was wet and obscene—schlick… plap—as the thick shaft stretched the prince open. Elara arched, clutching the sheets, gasping as he felt himself filled.)

Elara: (crying out softly) “Nnnnhhh… ahhh… gods… so deep… inside me…”

Servant: (groaning, thrusting gently) “Tight little body… perfect fit for my cock. You grip me like you were made for this. Listen to those sounds… plap… plap… plap… delicious.”

(The servant’s pace grew quicker, hips striking against the prince’s pale thighs. The bed creaked under their rhythm. Elara moaned helplessly, his slim frame jolting with each thrust.)

Elara: “Aahhh… harder… please… I need it… fill me…”

Servant: (smiling darkly) “Begging already? My pretty prince… you’ll have every drop of my semen by the end.”

(The servant pulled him into a new embrace, pressing chest to chest. The prince lay beneath him, cloak slipping aside to reveal his smooth thighs and flushed face. The servant held his wrists down, grinding deeper, their lips nearly touching.)

Elara: (panting) “Mmmhh… you’re splitting me… ahhh… don’t stop…”

Servant: (growling softly) “You’re mine like this… trembling beneath me, moaning for my penis… a prince begging his servant.”

(The rhythm quickened, wet sounds echoing in the chamber—plap plap plap. The servant’s shaft slid deep with each thrust, brushing the prince’s most sensitive places. Elara sobbed softly, his braid damp with sweat, legs wrapping tighter around the man above him.)

Elara: “Nghhh… y-yes… inside me… cum inside me… fill me with your seed…”

Servant: (gritting his teeth, thrusting hard) “You’ll get it all. Every drop of my cum inside your body.”

(With a final, deep thrust, the servant groaned loudly. His penis pulsed, releasing a hot flood. Thick streams of semen gushed into the prince, wave after wave, filling him. Elara gasped, clinging tightly, his slim body shuddering as he felt himself overflow with warmth.)

Elara: (moaning, dazed) “Ahhh… it’s so much… gods, you’re still cumming… inside me… it won’t stop…”

Servant: (panting into his ear, still moving slowly) “Yes… take it all. My obedient prince, stuffed full of my seed. Feel it… dripping deep inside you.”

(The servant’s cock throbbed again, spilling another hot surge. The prince whimpered, pliant beneath him, accepting every thick spurt of semen. The chamber reeked of sex, candlelight flickering over their trembling forms.)

Elara: (whispering weakly) “I’m yours… all of me… filled with your cum… forever yours…”

Servant: (smirking, kissing his flushed cheek) “And tomorrow, I’ll make you beg for even more.”

The chamber fell quiet but for the fading echoes of their bodies, the sheets damp and stained. The royal prince lay beneath his servant, braid undone, face glowing with exhaustion and bliss — his secret sealed in the shadows of candlelight.