Maniac

I figured that after his near-emotional outburst, he was going to take it easy for now.

I guess I was sorely mistaken

Actually, I could have guessed something like that. After all, Prince Cain was still Prince Cain.

However, I was somehow hoping that he would see me as something special and therefore be a little more cautious about things like … intimacy.

But the opposite was the case. He seemed to want me even closer and closer - precisely because I was something special to him … somehow.

The relationship between us was difficult to grasp. Basically, I was just his guard... and maybe a pleasant pastime every now and then.

Just because he saw me as something special didn't mean he had any feelings for me. In his eyes I had probably just become more interesting. Like a toy he wasn't tired of yet. Or so it seemed to me.

I actually didn't expect much from the crown prince with his huge ego anyway. After all, most of his life he'd been...rejected. Either from his father, from the people in this country or even from his lovers. I knew that probably made him emotionally unavailable.

I knew it. I knew it all too well…

But still…

It was just like me once again falling for a guy who was out of my reach. That was typical of me. When it came to my feelings, I was just a hopeless case. In any regard.

Yes, I had feelings for him. I had to admit that to myself after all the time we had spent together. However, I wasn't sure if the feelings I had towards him were really love.

Did I feel sorry for him? Yes.

Awe? In any case.

Some kind of affection? Definitely.

Fear? Maybe a little bit - No … I was actually pretty scared of him. Especially when his eyes glowed so menacingly red.

I've realized that.

During my training time I had always had enough opportunity to think about it. And that is the result I came to:

I had feelings for him... in some way. Whether I actually loved him... that was another matter entirely. But the fact that I had a lot of feelings towards him wasn't surprising after all the strange things that had happened.

What overwhelmed me the most was the mixed signals he was sending me.

At one point he was loving, caring and kind. And then suddenly possessive, sadistic and scary the other moment. Sometimes I couldn't make sense of it.

Was he maybe bipolar? But it didn't seem that way to me.

Sometimes he really seemed like a possessed one to me. But in this world there were no evil spirits or anything like that. At least not really. Of course there were legends, sagas and myths. But... these stories were considered just as unrealistic here as they were in my previous world.

However, there was such a thing as magic here. At least partially.

Most magicians were exterminated long ago. Apparently there had been a war here between the humans and the magicians three thousand years ago.

Now there were very few people who could still use magic. And for that reason they were in great demand. Especially in royalty. Everyone wanted to adorn themselves with a court magician.

As far as I know, Cain's family also had a court magician. However, I had never seen him before. None of us had ever seen him.

That's why most also believed that the whole thing was just a rumor - like many other things I had to find out.

The only thing that wasn't a rumor until now was the lust and wickedness of the prince.

I found myself once again in His Highness's royal bed - without clothes. Basically, neither of us wore any clothes.

🍋 [smut warning]

"Come on. Put it in your mouth." He suddenly ordered me while slowly jerking himself off in front of my eyes. In his huge hand, his more than ample length looked almost normal.

Everything about him was kinda huge.

"W-what?" I asked in shock. I would never get this big thing in my mouth! I would probably have to dislocate my jaw for that.

Then Cain only sighed briefly.

"You've never done anything like this before, have you?" he asked afterwards.

I shook my head, slightly disturbed. I wasn't able to do more at the moment.

He suddenly caressed my cheek very gently. This touch was so delicate that it really shouldn't have come from him. I felt kind of honored. That I was also able to get to know the tender side of this fierce Prince.

"Don't worry. I'll teach you." He purred as he lovingly ran his hand through my short hair.

His ever-expanding sex was right in front of my nose, so that his smell hit me suddenly. But he didn't smell bad. His scent even appealed to me down there, which I didn't expect at all.

"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out a bit." He instructed me.

I obeyed his every word. Nevertheless, I was quite nervous and rather hesitant at first. My heart began to race wildly.

Shortly thereafter, I could already feel his warm, pulsating tip on my tongue.

Its taste was not unpleasant. Rather salty and manly. Not like the horror stories I heard from my former classmates in my previous life.

"Yes, just like that. Good boy." He moaned shortly afterwards.

His moans kind of spurred me on like a beast. I got a little braver and started sucking on it and playing around with my tongue.

"Oh, you don't know how many times I've imagined your beautiful, soft lips around my cock." He grumbled contentedly, while he observed me with half lidded eyes.

He grabbed my hair a little more courageously to be able to control the movements a bit. Still, he was rather cautious when penetrating my mouth a little further than before. He probably didn't want to scare me. But somehow I felt like he really had to pull himself together not to force his full length on me.

And that, oddly enough, turned me on quite a bit.

I grabbed onto his muscular thighs for a little more support.

I kept trying to take it deeper into my mouth until I almost gagged.

"Oh yes that feels good. Keep it up." He just sighed.

His face alone was a sight for the gods. Sitting there with his golden eyes half open. He looked down at me eagerly while biting his bottom lip. It looked damn sexy. I felt myself getting harder and harder.

Suddenly his hands were digging into my hair a little more as he began bobbing my head up and down at his will. He also bucked his hips, to get even deeper into my throat. I started gagging and choking, sending vibrations to his dick, making him groan in pleasure. A few tears ran down my cheeks, paired with my saliva.

'He's manhandling my head' was all I was thinking right now.

Gradually, I felt him pulsing more and more in my mouth, which spurred me on to continue to work my tongue around his length.

Shortly thereafter he pressed me so deep on his dick that my nose touched his pelvis. then he released in my mouth with a loud groan and forced me to take everything in this position.

"Shit. Swallow." He ordered me, whereupon I quickly swallowed the sticky, salty liquid.

A mix of my saliva and his cum dribbled out of my mouth, but he carefully wiped it away with his thumb. When I looked at him questioningly, he only said:

"You did well, my little boy. It's time for your reward..."