A caught sob just barely escaped from Eponie’s heartbroken chest when the lubricant was smeared over it. The lithe Unicorn wanted so much to push Valen away, kick him in the chest and make him feel the same pain he’d put in the unicorn, but he was already over the edge. With a mournful shutter, instead of the passionate cry he had wished, Eponie erupted.

Spent but unsatisfied Eponie lie limply staring blankly at his colorful ceiling. “Are you fulfilled sir.” soprano hissed pulling one of the many silk saris he’d decorated his dwelling with over to cover himself. Suddenly feeling naked.

The glorified babysitter to the heir to the throne kept his pace leisurely following his charge to the palace. “You wish to play games now your highness?” Vermillion asked with an equal mix of amusement and fatigue. Meeting the youth, well comparatively, at the top of the stairs the soldier again placed his hand in the center of his prince’s back to escort them threw the grand doorways.

“If I were an object for you my lord I would undoubtedly be your shield.” the seasoned knight answered humoring his sovereign. “Now to bed your highness.” he ordered moving his hand from the center of Xearon’s back to take hold of his side so he could steer the oft wayward prince to his chambers.

Surprisingly Xearon was easily taken and obliged what Vermillion wanted. Once they reached his door he stepped in calling back with a somber grin. "I'll expect a reason why by the morrow." Xearon purred slipping in to his bed chambers quietly.

Vallen pulled back licking his lips. "Not quite." He responded and leaned over to nip at Eponie's clavicle. "Do you wish to be done with our play time?" Valen asked moving to pay some attention to Eponie's neck and ear lobe. "If you'd rather we move along..." he said partially breathlessly as he pulled away. "I'd be more than happy to sweet-ling." It appeared as if Valen wasn't done tormenting the raven haired beauty just yet.

“After I punish you for sneaking off to that Eve harlot?” Vermillion offered a smirk of his own watching the prince disappear behind the door. There the large man stood awhile waiting for nothing in particular before he turned to start toward the rooms allotted him for the night.

Closing long porcelain legs Eponie heaved a sigh that what part bored and part exasperated. “Do as you will Sir.” he droned curling onto his side, “you have the hour.” the unicorn further mocked the situation using ‘professional’ language.

Now that he had climaxed, something not always accomplished or desired with costumers, the slight creature was over sensitive in the areas his employer had tormented to orgasm and Eponie just wanted a bath...and sleep. Closing those large jewel like eyes the raven haired unicorn hummed lightly the song of ‘girls’ less fortunate while he endured.

"As I want?" Valen asked quirking and eyebrow as he moved to straddle the back of Eponie's knees. Two hands cupped those fleshy globes and Valen rubbed in circles and slid his hands up that slender back all the way up to those wispy shoulders. He stroked and massaged Eponie's shoulders and back for a few minutes just enjoying rubbing the smaller down. Once he was satisfied with his sensual massage, relaxing Eonie's muscles he reared back a hand and delivered a fresh swat to that pretty upturned rear. "I think I should treat you like a naughty child then." Vallen purred his other hands moving to run long strokes over Eponie's back. Another swat came. "A naughty child very deserving of a spanking... Then I think it'll be to the bath with you and then it's straight to bed~" Valen teased as he pulled back and swatted his rear with his other hands. Pausing to caress and massage those two globes of flesh. A few more swats soon followed before that massaging caress came once more. "and tomorrow we'll see about getting you new attire my sweet little brat." Vallen said gently.

Xearon felt his blood run cold at those words feeling that ominous sense creep up his insides. It was rare but. Vermillion sometimes surprised him with it and he couldn't help the blush. He hopped he was kidding around and teasing him on one part. Xearon took a small breath and sighed heavily further entering his bed chambers. Oh the wait would be unbearable- and the anticipation too. If Vermillion was serious he would have had time to plan just how he wished to carry out such a deed. And it was those sorts of Tactics that left Xearon partially bewildered with not know what exactly to suspect. He'd ready fro bed and curl right up to a pillow for the evening.

As much as Eponie wanted to continue pouting Valen’s hands running up and down his back eased his tense muscles and against his will the unicorn began to relax. Which made the first blow to his rear sting all the more. Hissing the slender creature curled a hand to his face while the other tangled in the fabric of the sari he’d draped over his now shuttering chest.

After the second and third spanks the raven haired whore couldn’t hold back the whined, “daddy.” kicking still shoed feet childishly. Even so Eponie allowed himself to rejoice in his victory on the clothing front.

Retiring to his chambers Vermillion considered how best to impress upon his Prince that that prostitute was not worth his time. As he thought over his options the soldier hoped his goodnight threat proved to keep the stubborn redhead from Eve and his ‘appointment’ in the morrow. Realistically the guard knew it wouldn’t Xearon was far to pig headed to heed such warnings.

Disrobing in his preparations for sleep Vermillion considered the heft of his thick leather belt, and how he’d used it across the backs of disruptive soldiers under his charge on the field. It did make an imprint on them, perhaps application of it to the Prince’s backside would get threw the redhead’s stubborn streak.

"Yes child? Is there some thing you'd like to say?" Valen asked gently as he blindly reached over and hap haphazardly chose some lavender, save, ginger massage oil keeping his attention on the squirming figure before him. The sweet scented oil was applied and rubbed in smoothly with expert hands. Valen went slowly making sure to really work those muscles loose. Shortly Valen came to Eponie's neck and gently swept those raven tresses from his nape setting them aside gently. Simultaneously a new swat landed only it stung a little more due to the wetness of Valen's hand and Eponie's cheek. The oil made swats hurt more but helped them 'heal' much nicer. He bet down and placed a few kisses on the back of Eponie's neck and moved to his ear where he licked the very edge of the fragile shell. His hands moving up wards to rub in that neck and shoulders soothingly.

“Hurts..” the slight soprano cried lost in the play of dominance. Wiggling around as much as he could under the weight of the larger male Eponie whimpered with the application of the oil to his back. It did, indeed, hurt. But Eponie was not complaining solely about the spanking. The soothing massage between harsh smacks had been sending mixed signals to his still over sensitive member.

Clawing into the bedding with the hand not pressed between slender body, ruff natural silk, and plush bed, Eponie proceeded to bit his knuckle to silence the whines. That lasted until Valen swatted him with his oil slicked hand. Pearly teeth let go of ivory flesh releasing a hitched yelp from long thin throat. “Valen please.” the paramour begged wiggling willowy shoulders trying to shrug ‘daddy’ off.

Valen chuckled and gifted the light skin with three more playful swats before moving off. He patted those pert mounds before flipping the smaller on to his back and scooping him right up in to his arms. He carried him right in to the bath room which was already steamy - it seemed Valen had the bath drawn ahead of time. He walked over to the large tub and slipped the smaller right in to the bubbles and warm water. Valen's clothing was slowly stripped away and he carefully stepped in to join Eponi in close contact fetching a soft sponge and soaping it up ready to help his little 'pet' bathe. Valeen came up close behind Eponie as he wrapped his arms around the males midsection and started to wash over his chest and abdomen whilst pulling Eponie back against him. For a few moments he licked and nipped at a tender ear lobe before breathing a cool breath over the teased spot. "Feeling better?" he purred as he moved one hand to toy with a nipple.

Midnight hair pooled at the top of the water, around willowy shouldered, as Eponie shifted restlessly trying to find a position that didn’t require the lithe frame to rest his total weight on his bottom. Even thought the spanking was light it did leave a mighty sting. And Eponie still wasn’t certain whether this was punishment or play.

Feeling Valen settle in behind him, that strong arm wrap around his middle, and that talented mouth on his flesh, Eponie relaxed into the ministrations. But then Valen asked, had Eponie just been able to enjoy the strong presence quietly he might not have had any ammunition for that smart mouth. “Would have felt worlds better had you fucked me instead of spanked me.” the Unicorn half pouted half smirked. “Daddy.” the slender creature tacked with a bratty snip.

"When you come home after you little 'trip' I'll do it till you melt in to a gooey puddle of senselessness." Valen would glide his hands over the light body washing in sensually- he chuckled as he washed Eponie's Nether regions tenderly. "How else could I ensure you'll come home to me child?" Valen was pushing the issue still. Or perhaps it was just a cruel game. It seemed Eponie wouldn't get any real satisfaction from the man until this little 'game' was over. Warm water was poured over Eponie's dark locks and a sweets melling shampoo was added as Valens lipped his fingers in to the dark tresses to help work up a good lather and took time to go over Eponie's scalp- much like they did at a salon only slower with more intent.