Ch. 12: The Reunion (+18)

Seo-jun tapped his leg against the floor in a nervous twitch. After they captured the people with Joshua Ashgrove, they proceeded with a quick trial. After that, life returned to normal. Or, almost normal. Seo-jun and Lucas had to return to Tris Academy, their month away did not excuse them from all of the work they had missed.

That was a week ago. It had finally reached the two week point of Queen Blythe's demise. . .it also marked the return of Mikyle and Lianna. Hence Seo-jun's nervous twitch.

It was the weekend and he, Lucas, and the two Queens were in the Queen Consort's Palace awaiting their return. The King and Prince Nathaniel were away to escort Mikyle, Lianna, and Adrien's birth parents.

Seo-jun was excited to finally see Mikyle again. But that excitement was twinged with nervousness since it will also be his first meeting with his biological parents. Oh, he had also informed Tessia and his grandfather of their return and they'll be arriving at the palace tomorrow. It was basically going to be a very nerve wracking weekend.

Queen Consort Phillipa, who was sitting beside him, put a hand on his leg. "It is alright to be nervous but do not work yourself up so much. You'll make yourself sick before they even arrive."

Seo-jun took in a deep breath and calmed his nerves down and crossed his legs to try to stop them from twitching. "Thank you," he gave her a warm smile.

She gave his leg a pat before removing her hand. "It does one no good to overthink or to be overly nervous."

"She is right," Queen Reagent Sierra chimed in, her gold eyes twinkling. "You wouldn't want to over exert yourself in mind or body. You must remember that our little Kyle has been separated from you for over a month."

Seo-jun felt his face heat up with the Queen's mischievous implication that her words painted.

"Mother!" Lucas' scolding cry sounded, echoing in the large room.

Queen Consort Phillipa chuckled. "She is right. Poor Seo-jun and Lianna will have a rough weekend."

Seo-jun groaned and lowered his head into his hands. He was officially over his nervousness but now he was entirely embarrassed. What was with this family? He was pretty sure these were not words that royals should utter.

An attendant opened the door to the parlor door. The King, who was like an older version of Mikyle, strolled in. Behind him were Nathaniel, who had his arms wrapped around Lianna, not looking anything like the prince he was. And behind them was Mikyle.

Mikyle's eyes lit up a vibrant shade of red and an absolutely beaming smile shone on his lips. He headed straight to Seo-jun's side and practically covered his body in a bear hug.

"Why are you so red?" He whispered into Seo-jun's ear, only causing him to become redder.

"Ahem!" The King cleared his throat. His gaze landed on Nathaniel and Mikyle as if silently telling them to behave.

Just then, two people entered the parlor. One was a beautiful woman who stood with a straight back, her long black hair was as lustrous as the night sky. Standing beside her was a tall and willowy man with wheat blonde hair and peridot eyes, a perfect masculine version of Tessia Ratcliff.

These were Adrien's parents. His parents.

He swallowed the lump in his throat and gave a slight shove to Mikyle's chest to get him to move. Mikyle took the hint and unwrapped himself from Seo-jun and held out a hand to help him to stand.

Liona's eyes followed his every movement. A small sniffling sound could be heard coming from Savion as he gripped his wife's hand.

"We'll leave you alone for now," the king told the three of them in a soft yet audible voice. "Let's give them some time," he told his wives and children before ushering them out.

Within seconds, Seo-jun was left alone with his parents. "I'll be right outside if you need me," Mikyle told him before closing the doors to the parlor.

Seo-jun watched as Liona took a deep breath before slowly exhaling. "May I. . ." Her.voice broke off, showing just how nervous she was even if it didn't show on the surface. "May I give you a hug."

Seo-jun gave a small nod.

Liona rushed forward and wrapped her thin arms around Seo-jun. Her grip was firm yet gentle, as if she were afraid to let him go but also afraid of breaking him. Savion came up and wrapped his arms around both of them. The feeling was strange but oddly warm and comforting.

"My sweet boy. Oh, my sweet boy," Liona mumbled as one of her hands began caressing the top of his head.

It was going to be a strange future for him but he now had a life with parents. He wasn't going to forget his sisters in his previous world but that didn't mean he had to reject these two. His soul may not belong to the original body but this was his home now, and these people were now a part of it.

. . . . .

"How are you feeling?" Mikyle asked.

They were in Mikyle's bedroom in the palace, sitting on the large bed. Mikyle was sitting behind Seo-jun with his arms and legs wrapped around him.

"Strange but happy. I never had parents before so it will definitely be a new experience." Seo-jun looked up into Mikyle's eyes. "I may have to ask you on how to be a son."

Mikyle chuckled, his warm breath fanning across Seo-jun's cheek. "Ask anything you need to know. I'll always be here."

Seo-jun smiled up at him before placing a small kiss to his cheek. Mikyle's smile turned impish before capturing Seo-jun's lips in a hungry kiss, almost devouring his tongue. Saliva dribbled out of the corner of Seo-jun's mouth when Mikyle pulled away.

His arms tightened around Seo-jun's waist. "It's been one month, three weeks and two days. Oh, how I missed you." He buried his face in Seo-jun's hair and inhaled deeply.

Seo-jun leaned back with a chuckle. "And I, you."

Mikyle pulled away, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You know, we never got to use the bathtub the last time we visited."

"Hmm?" Seo-jun hummed in confusion. "But we did?"

"Not the way I wanted to."

Seo-jun felt his ears burn but didn't argue with him. He turned around in Mikyle's embrace and the man let, letting his arms slacken just a little, but not removing them. Seo-jun wrapped his arms around Mikyle's neck and kissed deeply on the lips. "Then let's."

Mikyle's eyebrows shot up in shock. "Really? You're just going to agree on the first try?"

Seo-jun could understand why he was so shocked. Mikyle usually had to tease him constantly before Seo-jun would give in. "I think you forgot, I'm feeling just as deprived as you are."

Seo-jun felt his wait shifting before finding himself laying down on the bed, Mikyle straddling him. "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" Seo-jun chuckled.

Mikyle leaned down and pressed his lips against Seo-jun's. His tongue flicked out and licked Seo-jun's lower lip before it was pulled in Mikyle's mouth where he sucked and nibbled on it.

He pulled away before pressing his lips against Seo-jun's jawline, trailing nibbling kisses down to his collarbone. "Just so you know, you are in for a long night," Mikyle warned him when he pulled away.

"I'm fine with that."

Mikyle climbed off of Seo-jun and off the bed before picking him up in his arms. Mikyle carried him into the bathroom before setting him down on the commode. He then turned the water on for the bath and began pouring in some scented oil.

Once there was enough water, Mikyle turned it off before attending to Seo-jun. He undressed him slowly, pressing kisses into his skin while his hands roamed over his skin, his fingers caressing him in various places.

A moan escaped from his mouth when he felt Mikyle's tongue flick against his bare nipple. His back arched forward and his nails dug into Mikyle's shoulders.

"Maybe. . .we should save this. . .for when we're inside the tub?" Seo-jun suggested in between pants. His skin was feeling over stimulated from the lack of touch these past two months.

"Good idea." The speed of undressing quickened as Mikyle shed his own clothes, his mouth not separating from Seo-jun's as his tongue was busy tasting every corner it could reach.

Mikyle pulled away only to lift Seo-jun up and set him gently down into the ridiculously large and spacious tub. Seo-jun scooted forward to allow room for Mikyle to slip in behind him.

Grabbing a sponge and some, Mikyle set to gently scrubbing Seo-jun's body while placing random kisses over his exposed skin.

The warm water mixed with Mikyle's teasing touches and warm lips had him gasping for breath as heat pooled to his groin. His member twitched to life, wanting attention. And attention it received.

Mikyle gave the twitching member an expert tug when his hand dipped below the water to wash Seo-jun down there. A moan escaped from his lips and his back arched into Mikyle's firm chest.

Mikyle's sensual hand soon found Seo-jun's back end, where he rubbed some soap onto it before inserting a finger. A cry escaped from Seo-jun with the sudden intrusion.

"Sorry, I don't think I can wait," Mikyle breathed against his ear. And just as his words indicated, a second finger slipped in. The oily water was acting as a lube, though that didn't mean that there wasn't any pain. "Sorry," Mikyle apologized again, his voice growing low and rough with arousal. Before long, a third finger entered inside him, quickly working him loose. After Mikyle deemed him ready, he turned Seo-jun around, before slowly sliding him down onto his pulsing member.

Seo-jun wrapped his arms around Mikyle's neck as he felt the hot flesh stretch from inside. It hurt. It hurt more than it ever had but it also felt good. Seo-jun had missed this feeling.

Mikyle leaned down and captured one of his nipples into his hot mouth and gave it a teasing nip as he continued to lower Seo-jun down onto him. A cry escaped from him when he felt the member fill him up.

Seo-jun leaned his head against the crook of Mikyle's neck as the man continued to assault his nipple. After Seo-jun had adjusted to Mikyle's length, he pulled out before thrusting back in. Water splashed up, spilling out of the tub to land on the marble floor, but they paid it no mind.

Mikyle released his nipple only to put his attention onto the other bud. One hand stayed on Seo-jun's waist while the other one reached in between them to give his member a firm squeeze that made him jump, his hips wanting to thrust up into that delicious feeling grip.

Seo-jun buried his head deeper into the crook of Mikyle's neck, inhaling his scent before biting down into that soft, tender skin. His nails scraped into the man's shoulders for a better grip as Mikyle's pace increased.

Before long, Seo-jun came, squirting all over his chest and Mikyle's hand. His ass squeezed around Mikyle's member, making him faulter in his movements.

Mikyle released Seo-jun's perky bud, his teeth grazing it, making his deflating cock stir. Mikyle leaned his face into his shoulder. "So tight," he breathed out, giving a gentle lick to Seo-jun's sensitive skin.

Once Seo-jun came down and his muscles relaxed, Mikyle continued his thrusting. When he came, he released his seed deep inside of Seo-jun, feeling quite proud of himself. Seo-jun could feel the hot liquid filling him and he wondered just how deep Mikyle had planted his seed inside of him.

"Shall we move to the bed or continue where we are?"

"Here. . .then the. . .bed," Seo-jun panted out, honestly not wanting to separate from this man, wanting to feel him permanently etched inside of him.

"As you wish," Mikyle emphasized his words with a deep and hard thrust, causing Seo-jun to cry out with the sudden movement, "my husband." The last part was whispered against Seo-jun's ear as Mikyle took it into his mouth. His face turned red and his body twitched at the future endearment Mikyle had called him by. Soon, soon Mikyle really will be his husband, his lifelong partner and friend.