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H50 drabble
Follows on from By Royal invitation.
Let's dance
"We're expected to dance, Daniel."
The dance is measured and formal. Prince Steven is stiff and correct, holding Danny as though he might break if he gets too close, and it feels uncomfortable and awkward.
Danny closes his eyes, inhaling the scent of expensive cologne and flashing back to their wedding night, to the feel of Steven's hands spread hot against his skin, Steven's cock inside him, Steven taking him deep and hard to prove the treaty sealed. He remembers biting his cries into the silken pillows as he came at his husband's behest, and he wonders what's gone wrong.
Let's dance
"We're expected to dance, Daniel."
The dance is measured and formal. Prince Steven is stiff and correct, holding Danny as though he might break if he gets too close, and it feels uncomfortable and awkward.
Danny closes his eyes, inhaling the scent of expensive cologne and flashing back to their wedding night, to the feel of Steven's hands spread hot against his skin, Steven's cock inside him, Steven taking him deep and hard to prove the treaty sealed. He remembers biting his cries into the silken pillows as he came at his husband's behest, and he wonders what's gone wrong.
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