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The Gangster and His Prince (BL)

Prince Noir was an illegitimate child of the Emperor of Ray Kingdom. He grew up in a secret sect, learning from a reclusive master until, on his eighteenth birthday, his Emperor father came to pick him up. Noir worked diligently for his big brother the Crown Prince Licht, and his fame as a capable and intelligent prince spread far and wide. Until, on his twenty first birthday, Noir fell off the imperial viewing tower. And landed in a bathtub. A bathtub with a very handsome man in it. A handsome man with the face of his reclusive master…! “Master…!” Noir cried tearfully. “You saved me again…!” The handsome man pointed a gun at Noir’s head in response.

Jaywalker_Holmes · LGBT+
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165 Chs

Talking

Solis held Noir in a protective embrace for a very long time. He barely noticed the others withdrawing silently from the room – all his attention was focussed on Noir.

Noir was trembling faintly in his arms, with soft, repeated chants of his name. It tore at Solis's heart.

"I'm here, Noir," he kept murmuring over and over again. "I'm here, my little darling. Your Solis is here."

Even with his repeated reassurances, it was some time before Noir felt somewhat stable. After what felt like an eon to Solis, Noir finally raised his head and looked straight into Solis's eyes.

"Solis…you're really here, right? I'm…I'm not hallucinating…am I?" he whispered in a shaking tone of voice.

Solis pressed his lips to Noir's brow. "I am," he said quietly. He caressed Noir's face. "Look at me, my little darling, am I not your Solis?" he asked, his voice very gentle and soft.