Royal Pain (for Cleverfox)

[Brat Prince]

Devon enjoyed the fact that Tristan seemed able to make sarcastic little remarks even when he was being played with in such an intamite way, smiling as he continued working him slowly with one hand. He lavished him with little kisses as he pressed them back to the trunk of the fallen tree, where he had so recently been punished, his backside behind him still burning in a way that made him squirm. When his slight act of dominance earned him a warning growl from the silvery kitsune he moaned softly himself, loving the promise he heard in it rather than being scared by it. At least while they were here. He began tending to himself as well, since his master was content to let him do as wanted at the moment, more moans of pleasure escaping him.

Knowing that his fur seemed to excite the prince Devon grinned and leaned into him to nip at his neck as he swept that soft tail of his around his hip to brush up and down Tristan's side, letting the raven fur linger there to see what further noises he could eek out of the stoic older male. "You don't need to hold back here with me you know Tristan. I'd like to know if I'm pleasing you..." he said softly into his ear. His voice was gentle, if a bit husky, and only held the barest hint of a tease. He meant it, he wanted to see his master who was so controlled loose it a little. Watch that violet eye cloud over with passion while the young nobleman brought him over the edge. Thinking of that he nipped a bit firmly at that soft black ear of his and then chuckled warmly before speeding up his hand and rubbing his thumb over the head of his member more than before.

"You do realize how amazing you look right now, sitting under me..." he said, forcing his other hand away from himself to grab the back of his master's neck again. Devon wasn't a dominant fox by nature, but simply being in charge right then was making it hard not to be. He let out a soft growl himself as he focused on trying to get the prince to come undone; holding his nape as he rumbled and nipped at his skin, carressing him with his tail and playing with his hardened member in a way meant to make him lose it. Knowing he might get called on it and that Tristan may decide to take charge in this little tryste only served to excite him. Even kneeling here and feeling his stinging bottom rest on the soles of his feet he loved the thought of Tristan pouncing him instead, thinking he was perhaps more suited to be a pet than he realized.

"I love hearing you." He added softly as another little sound of pleasure escaped the prince's lips, looking into that eye with his own darkened green ones.

[CleverFox]

Submission was not something that Fury was ever prone to but for the moment his curiosity was getting the better of him and preventing him from taking charge in the manner that he typically would since he wanted to know just what it was that Devon had on his mind. Granted their was one thing that the other male had on his mind that was blatantly obvious and of course Fury was rather worked up because of that one, the touch of his pet's hand on his member serving to get noises even out of the normally stoic prince. A fact that was just the barest bit annoying to the silver fox if he were being honest with himself about that one but still he held back for some unknown reason.

When Devon caressed him with the silky fur of his tail and then whispered in his ear that he didn't need to hold back and that he'd like to know if he was pleasing him the crown prince arched a brow. "But if I gave you that knowledge then you might not try as hard and that would be a real shame," Fury told him, his own voice low and deeper than was usual for him but it still contained the usual calmness as well as that hint of arrogance that seemed ever present.

It was at this point that Devon seemed to decide to up the ante a little bit so to speak and it was almost enough to get a loud noise out of Fury, the silver fox looking over at Devon when he made the comment about him looking good under the younger male. That was nearly enough to get him to act, his ears flicking forward and his tail swishing more rapidly. His violet eye remained focused on Devon as the younger male moved to nip him harder and that gained another growl from him, his ears going back a bit as he returned the nip, harder and more dominantly.

The next little noise of pleasure that escaped his lips caused Devon to say that he loved hearing him and it was at this point that Fury decided he'd allowed his pet enough freedom with this little game of theirs. Growling again, a more dominant sound, Fury suddenly almost lunged forward. In a matter of seconds Devon was on his back, Fury giving no thought to the soreness of his backside as he did this. His hand found it's way around Devon's member and he decided that he was going to return the favor and see just what sort of noises he could gain from the darker kitsune.

"I think that I prefer this view," Fury told him with a definite smirk on his face.

[Brat Prince]

Devon listened to Tristan's little quips, finding their whole conversation amusing to say the least. He was working the older kitsune under him as firmly as he could, delighted to be teasing even the slight sounds of pleasure that he was from his barely parted lips. He could not have said what it was that attracted him to this arrogant royal; only a few years his senior, but he did like him. The black haired noble could go with the obvious; that the crown prince was very handsome and swageringly self confidant, not to mention talented in ways he was not. It was more than that to him though. There was something even about his arrogant attitude that made the younger kitsune want to be here with him, pleasing him and being toyed with himself.

As he raised the stakes, moving to rub and tease the princes member faster as he leaned in with a possessive growl and nipped his ear, Devon smirked. It was hardly surprising when he found himself suddenly dumped onto his back upon the grass, blinking up at the view of the sky above them. Oh. Perhaps he had been a bit too fresh for his master to stand any longer? He field of vision was quickly replaced with Tristan's handsome face above his own. That lone violet eye staring down in a mocking fashion at him as his master took hold of his own hardened organ, making him gasp and moan in surprise.

So he liked this view better did he? Devon shut his eyes a moment to collect himself, laying back in the grass with his long raven hair in loose waves spreading out around his head as his furry ears dipped in pleasure and submission. When he opened his eyes again with a slow smile he asked "Do you now? Well, so long as you're happy then." It was an effort to speak with his member being held while it was rigid with pleasure, and he dug his fingers into the grass under him. His sore backside making him squirm his hips as much as he could with Tristan's firm grip on him.

[CleverFox]

Since he was curious to see what it was that his pet had in mind Fury had gone along with his little acts of dominance however when Devon raised the stakes and went so far as to both growl and then nip his ear that was when the allowances expired. With hardly any warning Fury shifted their positions so that he was the one on top and Devon was laying on his back on the ground, Fury giving him that arrogant smirk that he was so prone to as he stated that he liked this view better. It really was more to his liking to be on top and in control of the situation, the silver fox reaching to grasp Devon's swollen member in his hand, teasing him in a manner that was very similar to what Devon had been doing to him not so long ago.

When the black kitsune offered up his response to what Fury had said the crown prince smirked as he nodded his head and said, "That's right and don't you forget it." As always his words came out in that arrogant voice but this time around Fury was actually teasing the younger male and not trying to be a controlling, self centered asshole. It was mainly that his sense of humor and ability to joke around just needed some major work to make them anywhere close to what anyone would call normal.

Not that this was something that Fury was concerned about right now, or likely would ever be concerned about since he liked himself the way that he was and couldn't give half a damn if anyone else liked him if he were being honest. Plus he had other, more pressing matters to attend to, the silver fox lowering his head to nibble along Devon's lower jaw while at the same time using his hand to stroke Devon's swollen member, using one finger to tease the tip every so often just to hear what sorts of noises he could get out of the younger kitsune. His ears flicked forward and back, that perpetual smirk ever present on his face and a possessive and hungry look in his single violet eye.

[Brat Prince]

Devon was far from surprised to find himself laying on his back in the soft grass under Tristan. Actually the slightly smaller black fox was surprised it had taken that long for the princes more dominant side to show itself. He smiled up at him and moved his hands to his bare chest to run his fingers over the smooth skin there appreciatively. At least until Tristan's hand and fingers began playing with his excited member in a way that made him gasp and simply dig his nails into his skin as he arched his neck back.

When he gained his breath once more Devon smirked, "Don't worry, I won't Tristan." He assured the silver kitsune. He rather liked the teasing, and thought it was sweet. As he lay there under the prince Devon slipped his arms up around him to grip at his bare shoulders while the prince began working him to distraction with surprising skill. He began loosing not only gasps but little moans of pleasure as he shut his green eyes and churned his hips, working into the silver haired fox's grip.

Under him his reddened bottom was sore and warm, being pressed into the ground under them both from his own movements and the weight of the prince above him. The stinging only served to excite the young nobleman more and make him whimper in pleasure as he clutched at him. When he felt the nibbling on his jaw the younger male tipped his head to the side to allow Tristan greater access to his throat. At the same time he could feel that he was ever so close to loosing his tenuous control. Rubbing his fingers into those shoulder blades as his face flushed amd his hips and bottom churned he moaned.

"Nnnn, please Master, I - I can't!" He said desperately. What he meant to say was 'I can't hold on any more' but his words were failing him.

[CleverFox]

Being that kitsune were of their very nature curious creatures Fury had managed to hold back his dominant side in favor of trying to find out just what it was that Devon had planned. However when his pet took the game a little too far for him to be able to hold out against said dominant side took over and the younger kitsune found himself on the ground with Fury on top of him, which of course was a position that the crown prince rather liked, a smirk on his face. Almost immediately he set to work stroking the other's member with surprising skill despite that he'd never really done anything like this before, the silver fox's ears flicking back and forth as he listened to the moans and gasps that were coming from Devon's lips.

"You make the cutest noises," Fury told him in a teasing voice, continuing his ministrations with a great deal of amusement, the silver fox aware of the fact that Devon's backside must currently be throbbing but he was unconcerned by that and figured that his pet wasn't really that bothered by it either judging by the noises that he was currently making. So he didn't even pause what he was doing, his ears flicking forward and his smirk growing wider when his somewhat flustered pet tried desperately to tell him something. Of course he couldn't seem to manage to spit the words out and that just made Fury want to tease him all the more, the silver fox pausing the stroking to slide his fingertips along the underside of Devon's shaft from base to tip, twirling his fingers around the tip once he reached it.

"You can't what, love?" he asked him, his tone low and seductive as he waited to see whether Devon was going to be able to answer him or whether his continued teasing were going to get the best of the younger male. Not that Fury really cared either way, he was enjoying himself and that was all that mattered to him in the moment. And judging by what he had seen and heard eh could tell that his pet was enjoying himself as well.

A fact that of course served to stroke his ego once again.

[Brat Prince]

Devon was in the middle of a sweet torture. He lay on his back in the grass without his trousers or undergarments, his thick brushy black tail thrashing the ground beside him as his hips churned desperately by now. The mewling and gasping noises that prince Tristan was wringing out of him was making him flush. When the older kitsune teased him about it the dark haired young male only turned his head, flicking his lowered ears. His noises didn't stop though; couldn't really, not with his new master playing with his most private part so cleverly.

As Tristan twirled his fingers round the head and leaned in to ask his question Devon lost his control and felt an orgasm rip through him. The sheer pleasure made the slightly smaller fox yelp and snap his arms up to clutch around the prince's neck, burying his face into the cleft of his shoulder as his slender frame raised up and into the other male, hips jerking with a final rhythm.

When he was done and the last of his fluids had spilled forth Devon simply breathed heavily and hung below the other silver haired kitsune. A few last ripples went over his body, under the skin, making him shudder and cling before easing back onto the ground below. As soon as his backside touched the ground again he winced slightly, the full and reddened cheeks making him aware of just what a thorough spanking he had gotten moments ago; a spanking he had actually asked for. With his urgent need now sated Devon's green eyes looked up sheepishly, curling his narrow shoulders a bit and half smiling. "I couldn't hold back anymore."

Perhaps it was stating the obvious, but Tristan had just called him 'love', and it pulled on the young nobleman's heartstrings to hear it.