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How many days did he have left? Not enough.
“Do you want to go to sleep?” asked Jari. “I know you're tired.”
“Yeah.”
Sleep hadn’t been fun for Aurelius lately. He’d gotten used to cuddling up against Jari, but even he couldn’t block things. Most of the images Aurelius saw in his dreams made little sense, and he assumed they were fractured memories from Mammon’s life. There wasn’t much he could pick out, but they made his sleep restless. A couple of times, he was sure he saw the hideous red face he’d seen before. It was always accompanied by a spike of lust that wasn’t Aurelius’s.
Whatever the red thing was, Mammon must have liked him. Or it. It was hideous to Aurelius.
Once, he was sure he was looking at the ocean with disgust and jealousy as something big and indistinguishable swam out in the distance.
He woke up in the morning with Jari snoring and his morning wood jabbing him in the hip. shifted, and Jari rolled onto his back as he kept sleeping. They’d left the lantern on low, and Aurelius tried to will his morning wood down as he stared at the ceiling of their tent.
If he didn’t have much longer, he should try to enjoy something and fucking live for a change. When he’d been fourteen and secretly reading naughty books in his room, he’d learned of a few things that got him excited.
Fucking Jari with a knife to his throat for the whole act might be a bit much. He always seemed to get excited by a few touches with it, but he wasn’t sure if Jari could handle getting pounded like that. Aurelius’s kink wasn’t exactly the norm, and even experienced people might not be into a knife at their neck while they were pounded. Fuck, he wasn’t even sure if Jari would actually bottom for Aurelius although he’d sort of hinted that he would.
They should do something since this was the best Aurelius would feel. Even if he burrowed his way into a mound of salt, it probably wouldn’t be better.
Had John learned that salt could help? He could have realized something since he’d had to sail back to the mainland, and he’d surely touched the crown with his bare hands. Aurelius would never know now.
He turned to look at Jari and had the urge to get on top of him and just feel him.
Fuck it.
He got up and went to check the ties on the flap. Nobody had tried to get in at night, and he wasn’t that scared of the army, but he still didn’t like the idea of being asleep and therefore helpless in a camp full of men. Not without Jari to protect him.
Nothing had been fiddled with them, and nobody could get in without a whole lot of work or a knife to cut. Still, he didn’t want this ruined.
He took off his sleep clothes and rushed to get against Jari’s side again. The salt bag or whatever it would be called was a bit tight around the resin, and it felt strange, but he’d get over it. He flung a leg over Jari and rested a hand on his bare chest.
Dear Elira, if he could have his fantasy of a little house somewhere with Jari, he’d probably never let his guard wear clothes again. Okay, that was a bit far, but the idea was nice. What would it be like to fuck him against a wall, a bed, anything, and keep a knife to his throat?
Jari’s arm shifted, and his hand was suddenly on Aurelius’s ass. “Are you naked?”
“No, I’m dressed fit for court,” Aurelius muttered. “Just stay still.”
Jari’s hand still snuck a small squeeze. There was something else Aurelius would be tempted to do, but it might be too soon to talk aboutthatparticular thing, and it wasn’t even something they could do considering their current arrangements. Jari probably wouldn’t like it anyway.
“If you want to do this every morning or night, I’m okay with that,” mumbled Jari. “Even if it’s just nothing else.”
“Pfft.” His dick looked ready to burst out of his sleep pants. Cuddling with a naked Prince and nothing else would be a torment after day two.
“I’m serious. Whatever you want. Let me shift my arm a bit.”
Aurelius adjusted himself a little and couldn’t resist rubbing Jari’s chest. If he let himself live a little, he could fulfill a few of those desires that he’d tried pushing away. It’d be fair since Jari had done it to him, and he hadn’t gotten anything in return besides a handjob.
He said whatever Aurelius wanted.
He got on top to kiss him, and Jari’s arms were immediately around him. Aurelius teased his mouth open, and he let his erect cock brush Jari’s lower stomach. He was so warm and firm, Aurelius almost didn’t want to move or end the kiss.
“Don’t move,” he said against Jari’s jaw.
He slid down and pulled on Jari’s sleep pants to slip them lower and free his cock. He had never sucked a cock before, and he wasn’t sure if he could get it down his throat like Jari had done to him. Not trying was probably a better idea so he didn’t choke himself. A tiny part of him was tempted to get the oil and ask to fuck him, but if he went soft or couldn’t do it right…
He’d give this a try because he only needed his mouth, and he was pretty sure he couldn’t ruin Jari’s experience with that. He gripped the base and took the head in his mouth. He tasted pre-cum as Jari tensed under him.
“Are you really-”
