Questions and Answers

"Oh, I didn't think you would want to see me so badly after last night, little Chris." Cain greeted me as he let me into his room.

I only got a questioning look from the current guard, but I ignored it skillfully. I quickly closed the door behind us, so I could avoid the guard's gaze.

But before I could say anything, I was pressed against the closed door and kissed deeply by Cain. He used my little yelp directly to slide his tongue into my mouth. I was completely overwhelmed and pressed myself a little further against the door behind me with a small whimper.

He almost robbed me of all air to breathe with that sloppy kiss.

His kiss seemed greedy and demanding. I felt my legs wanting to give out under me. My knees were already weak.

"Cain wait mphr-" It was really difficult to speak with a second tongue stuck in your mouth.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Cain staring at me negligently through his half-closed lids. His amber eyes had gone back to that odd shade of orange, which was beyond troubling to me.

I somehow managed to push him away from me and gasped in relief. I still felt some saliva on the corner of my mouth and wiped it away with trembling hands. My cheeks were flushed and somehow I was embarrassed to look directly at the prince. So i looked at my shoes like they were the most interesting thing in the world.

"I thought you were here because you haven't had enough yet?" His voice rose angrily and he even sounded a little accusatory.

My rejection seemed to have hurt him.

However, I couldn't bring myself to sleep with him today. My body still felt sore and battered. I felt like I might even die doing it again right now. But that was probably just a fallacy.

However, when I looked over at him, a chill ran down my spine. His piercing gaze hit me completely unexpectedly. His eyes seemed to have gotten even redder.

Was it normal that his eye color changed?

It wasn't the first time I'd observed it.

Before that, however, I had always assumed that my own head would play tricks on me.

But this time...this time I could clearly see that his eyes were no longer their original golden hue. They were almost scarlet.

"P-please don't take this the wrong way...but I didn't come to see you for ...well...you know… that." I started shy. I didn't want to upset him any more.

"Then why are you here?" He asked brusquely, making me wince a bit.

"I-I had a question..."

"What question?" It was obvious how annoyed he was and that scared me a little.

He's probably never been rejected so directly before.

"Today...Today a co-worker came up to me and said something strange. He said all I had to do was ask you for a gift as compensation and then you would leave me alone. I...I wanted to ask what's up with that… ." I brought out quietly.

The prince looked at me solemnly. I had to swallow hard.

"So you found out..." The prince mumbled incomprehensibly. I even thought I could see something like disappointment on his face.

"What?" I asked confused.

"What would you like as compensation for my behavior?" He suddenly asked loudly, so that I inevitably flinched.

There was a lot of emotion on his face: Anger, sadness, disappointment and fear. It was a disturbing mix.

"W-what do you mean by that?" I asked slightly scared.

"Is it fame? Honor? Power? Money? I can give you anything. So tell me what you want and let's get this shit over with. Do not waste my time." He said annoyed, glaring at me so I took a step back.

"I... I don't want anything. I just wanted to ask what it's all about..." I said a little sadly.

I felt some tears burn in my eyes. I didn't know why I was crying now. I didn't know why his words hurt me so much.

Was it because he dropped me so quickly? Was it because of his annoyed words?

Suddenly Prince Cain got up and came towards me. His forehead was still wrinkled as he eyed me closely.

"Why?" He asked menacingly.

"W-what?"

"Why don't you want anything? You could have anything you want and you'd get rid of me. So why don't you ask for something in return for this?" He asked urgently.

He was so close to me that the tips of our noses almost touched.

"Well... well... first of all, I wouldn't know what I would do with these 'gifts'. I don't need power because I don't pursue any political goals in this country. I don't need fame either, because I don't like to be the center of attention. And money... I actually have enough money here for a comfortable life. As far as I can remember, I don't have any relatives who need money or anything like that. Here in the palace I live a good, safe life. So I don't see why I would trade this for anything. Besides-" I broke off quickly.

I almost told the prince I was into him. I bit my lip for a moment.

"Besides?" The prince urged me so that I blushed red on the spot.

His features seemed to have softened.

"Besides... I like what we have here. I don't think it's ... uncomfortable or anything. I really liked it too. And … I don't want to look like a prostitute or anything like that." I then confessed with a red head.

Suddenly, without further words, Prince Cain took me in his arms, causing me to gasp in shock. I really didn't expect that.

"Thank you." he whispered in my ear. It sounded rough and hoarse. Like he was close to tears.

His hug felt strange. He had probably never hugged someone like that before. He probably didn't have many reasons why he should hug someone either.

As a subject, it was actually forbidden to touch members of the royal family unless you were requested to do so. I assumed his previous 'relationships' with his guards rarely required anything like a proper hug. And with his broken family relationship, it was probably not the case that there was something like an embrace at all.

I felt like I was the only one he had ever held in his arms like that.

So I returned the hug, whereupon Cain hugged me a little tighter. His hands dug into the starched fabric of my uniform.

His hug felt kind of...desperate.

I felt sorry for Cain. He had the immense burden of the crown prince on his shoulders and could not live up to the king's expectations of him.

It must feel really horrible to be alone like this.

Presumably his previous 'relationships' were only shaped by the greed of the guards. He was used to people not being interested in him but in his status. That he was used of people… using him.

Nobody really cared about him as a person. Nobody accepted him for who he was.

No wonder he was so screwed up now.

As we slowly broke our embrace again, I realized that his eyes had returned to their original golden tone.

His face just looked so soft and vulnerable right now. I wanted to touch it. I wanted to caress him.

But I held back. Instead, I smiled benevolently at him.

He looked at me briefly and I saw that typical mischievous gleam in his eyes. He seemed to be his old self again.

"Too bad you're still so sore from yesterday. I would have loved to fuck you right now." He told me with a boyish grin.

"S-stop, that's embarrassing..." I whined.

Cain just started laughing harshly.

But somehow I was happy that he seemed to be back to normal. A small smile appeared onto my lips.