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@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

A sword at his hip, the lowly knight with his battered and beaten armor crossed through the gargantuan steel doors that had been opened painstakingly slow to him not seconds earlier. With narrowed eyes, Faust stepped into the castle's Great Hall, the metal clinking eerily in the silence of the too quiet room. He was greeted by another knight, who bore a circle on his chest with the crest of his family on his shoulder, and was led up a stone staircase lined with laurels and roses. The black haired man did not divert his attention away from the door he was to enter through in just a few steps. But if he had, he would have seen embroidered tapestries on opposing walls, hand made with grace enough to be the work of God. His footfalls stopped, and he took a shuddering breath before steeling himself, reaching for the handles of the wooden door. "We CANNOT be hesitating right now," a raised voice erupted into the murmered conversations. "This is a sickness, not MAGIC." A fist lowered to an elaborately decorated table of mahogany with stone inlay, and the connection of flesh against solid wood shook the tense air. Said table was cluttered with scrolls and around it sat 11 men and women. A few turned their heads, their conversation between one another prior quieting into whispers before it faded completely from the great hall. At the head of said table, stood the King, his arms braced against the wood for support, eyes trained on that which was in front of him. He was the only individual who had his sword still attached to his waist. All of the others' were sheathed on the backs of their carved seats. Faust stopped at the threshold where he was intercepted by another knight who extended an upwards palm, asking silently for his weapon. Without hesitation, he unhooked it from his abdomen, handing it to the man, all the while keeping his gaze trained on the crown atop the man who had raised that sword, Excalibur, from the stone so many years ago. Faust then swept to his knee, bowing his head in respect, recognizing just who he was about to face. "My King-" the words raised like a prayer in an empty chapel. "You requested my presence." Faust would not dare raise his mismatched eyes again to the King without permission, nor would he move from his spot on the ground unless prompted. @Blue Beetle

Lev was the king of this land. he was currently at the head of a round table and having his adviors around him talking about the sickness that was running its course on his land. he rubs his tempts as theyw ere speaking that this was magic, which it wasnt. he growls before slamming his fist and lookign at the adivors "THIS IS NOT MAGIC IT IS A SICKNESS!" his voice echoing down the hall. he rubs his eyes befire he looked up and see..faust..his eyes narrow slightly as he looks at him. bowed and then spoken. "oh..yes..faust..please rise and come here." he says as he looks at the other 11 and sends them away. "i will call you in after i speak with faust." the 11 nod and move out of the round table room. the king would stand and rest his hand on his swords. excalibur. "i wanted to ask you a question..i saw you fight in the battle of the river...you faught very well..i wanted to invite you to join me at the round table..making the 12th member."

4:19 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Oh...yes... Faust... please, rise and come here. The knight stood, chin tilting upwards before he cast his heterchromic eyes back on the King. Just him. Listening as the royal dismissed the other men and women, he did not make move to avoid the others, nor look their way as they passed by him, each taking their weapons from where they had been strapped to the chairs. As one man passed, he sneered at the low ranking knight, but Faust ignored him all together, gaze continuing to stay trained on Lev. When the door slammed closed behind him, that is when Faust approached, his strides lengthy and collected until he was at the opposite end of the Round Table, jaw clenched in response to the nerves that were still threatening to run amuck in his body. He blatantly refused to let them run amuck. The King's hand lifted to rest lazily on the hilt of the famed sword that none but he could remove from the stone that had been born from the seas bordering their country. I wanted to ask you a question. Faust dipped his head in understanding, a curt move. I saw you fight in the Battle of the River... That was all he had to say. And in an instant, the faint glimpse of anger slid to Faust's expression. Was he going to have to defend the reason as to why he had chosen to protect the envoy of their enemy? Despite the fact that he had had to face his own countrymen, the other fighters in the battle against Roanne? He began to open his maw, but was quickly silenced when Lev continued, You fought very well... I wanted to invite you to join me at the Round Table... making the twelfth member. It took a little while for the shock to show, and even when it did, it was a mild expression compared to what he felt inside his heart. He had expected to have been slain on that field. To be reprimanded for crimes against his King's crown, though he had not landed a single blow on any of those men he had fought alongside for six years now. Blocking, parrying... defensive moves in response to the men who wished for that Battle to continue. Who would do anything for glory-- including the act of senselessly murdering one who came with the flag of peace.

5:01 PM

He could still hear the shouts of the men around him as he had taken up arms to claim that man's life as his own. To keep him alive. And he now swallowed before falling to his knee yet again. "It is not.." He began, then changed his tune. "For one born as I was born, it is inconceivable. I cannot accept, your Grace. Lest your judgment be questioned by those you trust the most." @Blue Beetle

lev looks at him and tilts his head "are you judging my choice...to allow you to join my knights.." he says as he moves to the soilder. his eyes were hard and tired. it seemed as he hadnt slept for days. "i want you to think about it. very hard." he says as he looks at him "those other knights trust me becuase i am their king. they dont second guess me and they do what they are told. i choose you becuase you are a great fighter and you stand up for what you think is right. so i will ask you again." he tightens his hand on his sword "will you join me.." his voice was tight and dark. by the look of his hair and eyes he was tired and stressed. he hasnt gotten alot of sleep for the main reason that he was trying to deal with everyone and everything. he needed someone who would speak his mind and fuast has proven that he would and will do that. "if you accept you will be knighted and then you will have a room here in the castle. i want you to think about this..it isnt about your brith right. i coudl care less about that. i need people who will fight and stand up to the bad things. you have shown that."

5:11 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Are you judging my choice…to allow you to join my knights…? Faust looked up, regret pooling his seaglass eyes. The man who looked back had moved closer to him, closing the distance around the table, papers and maps and legal documents strewn across it’s surface. Before he had time to answer, the King was speaking again, tone certain and final, though not necessarily as harsh as it could have been seeing as Faust had indeed questioned the others’ authoritative move to grant him access to be seated amongst some of the most noble men and women in Prue’s borders. I want you to think about it very hard. Those other knights trust me because I am their King. Shit. Faust’s gaze darkened slightly at his own stupidity to question Lev, though he did not withdraw with discomfort or embarrassment. He merely bit the inside of his cheek and continued to listen as the man spoke They don’t second guess me and they do what they are told. Faust couldn’t help but ball his fist at this, and although he quickly unclenched it, he still felt the part of a child being reprimanded for touching something they had long since been told not to do. His chances of answering were few and far in between, and he held his tongue despite the desire to simply speak up and interrupt the male. With anyone else, he might have. But with the King…. I want you to think about it…very hard. Those other knights trust me because I am their King…they do not second guess me, and they do what they are told. Having a problem with authority had always been something Faust struggled massively with. He had half the mind to snap at the man then and there, teeth bared, clenched fist ready to fly and knock the living snot out of the other. But… if he did so, he would surely be killed for assault on the Crown. If he was not dead already. So instead, he continued listening, much to his distaste. I chose you because you are a great fighter and you stand up for what you think is right. So I will ask you again, the duet’s gaze locked onto one another as the King raised his voice in the near empty room with one final statement. Will you join me? It did not escape Faust’s attention that the man had, although earlier it had been simply resting on his sword, tightened his grip on Excalibur’s hilt. If you accept, you will be knighted, and then you will have a room here in the castle. I want you to think about this. The King seemed to read the man’s mind, because he stated, It isn’t about your birth right. Faust resisted the urge to avert his gaze, staying as silent as he could considering the fact that he hated long conversations…. As well as being preached to. I could care less about that. I need people who will fight and stand up to the bad things. You have shown that. Faust waited, wondering if the man were going to say anything more than what he already had, and when he was sure he wasn’t going to, he raised his voice, lowering to a knee once again. “My King, I’ve offended you.” Breathing out for a long moment, he continued. “What you wish will be so.” @Blue Beetle

Lev looks at him and watches as he kneels down and he watches and waits. he didnt want to yell at this man but he would. his patience was very very thin. he relaxes slightly as he nods "good." he says before stepping back "rise. you are a equal to me now. you are going ot be knighted and you will be my personal gaurd. you will speak your mind to everything we talk about. those other 11 will respect you." he says before he moves to the table and sits down. he rubs his eyes. lev was under so much stress..faust would be able to see that as he stands up and walks past faust. "come. we are going to go knight you. i need to finish my meeting." he says before he opens the door and waks out. he expected for faust to follow. he would walk to the main hall and looks at faust. "come. lets do this." he was rushing the knighting cermony because they are very very time restained

9:47 AM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Having lowered his cranium in response to the man's raised voice, Faust was unable to see the King relax into his words, nor his nod of approval when he spoke up in response to the knight's lyrics that he had let loose from his larynx. Good. The sound of the highest ranking man in Prue as he reliniquished his rising pressure, a single step back away from Faust's form, did however release the man from his averted gaze. And mismatched eyes returned to the others' form as Lev spoke up once again. Rise. You are an equal to me now. You are going to be knighted, and you will be my personal guard. Surprise rippled across his features now, raw and unchecked. He...WHAT? Being knighted and brought as a member to the table was one thing-- but being raised to Hand of the King was entirely different. You will speak your mind on everything we talk about. Those other eleven will respect you. Having rolled his neck in response to the words the Kng was releasing, Faust shook off his shock, and returned to his stagnant poker face. He followed the graceful sweeping of the man as he made his way past the knight. Come... we are going to go Knight you. I need to finish my meeting. The door opened smoothly in response to the man's hands, and Faust turned on his heel, a shadow in the presence of a sun that shone so bright and vivaciously. On the way through the entrance, his weapon was returned to him, and he quickly hooked it around his waist once more. A loyal hound, Faust would follow until he found the King pausing, wherever he was to be led. @Blue Beetle

the king turns to the other and looks at him. he moves to the top of where his throne was. he stands there and watches the other "come kneel so i can knight you...after this magic stuff gets delt with we can heva true ceramony." he says as he waits. once the other was kneeled infront of the king he draws his sword and speaks "faust do you promsie to server his kingdom and the royal family till you are either dismissed from service or die protecting the two..." if faust said yes he would riase his sword and gently tap each shoulder. "i hear by knight you Sir Faust the hand of the King." he would put away the sword and says "rise. you are now a knight. please stand and lets go and deal with this maigc."

2:31 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust lowered his gaze as the other male turned his frame to look the knight dead in the eyes. The words he spoke fell gracefully upon his right ear...but his left-- deaf from years ago-- caught nothing in the quiet of the hall. It no longer bothered the man with the two different colored eyes. Of which now followed the King as he raised himself to his throne and stood, looking down at Faust. With the light of day peeking in through the stained glass windows, Faust was in awe. This man... he truly looked like he belonged in this room, on a dais, even his crown was befitting for him. Lev spoke up then, drawing the black haired son of a bastard from his thoughts. Faust strode, immediately lowering himself to the floor when he was instructed to do so, not wishing to have the crowned King of Prue wait any longer than he had already. Once he was down on one knee, he lowered his head, exposing the nape of his neck to the royal. If he wished to behead the knight, he most definitely could. Right here, right now. And Faust would never see it coming. The sound of the sword as it was unsheathed echoed through the throne room, bouncing off the stone walls until it faded into the atmosphere it had previously been hanging in. Faust... do you prmise to serve this kingdom, and the royal family, til you are either dismissed from service, or die protecting the two.? It didn't take a single breath of hesitation from the knight to know his answer. "I do, my King." A tap from Excalibur, the sword of Kings, was placed on either of his shoulders, and he shivered, goosebumps erupting down his arms from the mere ghost of the touch it laid upon his bones. I hereby knight you, Sir Faust, the Hand of the King. Faust didn't know if he'd been holding his breath or not... but apparently, as soon as he was instructed to rise by the other, he had been. Not wishing to gasp for oxygen as a drowning man might, he inhaled deep and slow, the sound of his exhale rattling as he stood, heterochromic gaze falling upon his counterpart as he instructed him to do so. @Blue Beetle

The king stood there and looked at Faust. “Come let’s get this meeting done so we can figure out what we are doing.” Leg rubs his eyes as he calls for the other 11 to come back and he would stand that the table. There was an open seat next to lev. “Everyone. This is sir lev he is the newest knight and member treat him with respect or j will cut off your hand.” Everyone nods and the meeting starts back up. They were still talking about how they needed to stop this magic. Lev looks at the other and sighs “let’s try and get to the people nearest. Bring them away from the magic. We don’t know how or what could happen to people if they touch the magic. Then we need our best mages on the magic studying it. The others starts to speak and lev rubs his eyes. He was tired..hungry..his legs wobble slightly as he sits and sighs.

5:50 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust nodded and carefully watched as the other invited just under a dozen of the men who had been in the room before back inside. With careful mismatched eyes, Faust took the seat next to his King, though he did so with a wavering sense of courage. He did not wish to stand out amongst the others, but.... he inhaled deep and then settled himself into it after the King had finished speaking and had seated himself first. Faust listened as many men spoke up, offering their best guess as to what to do regarding matters that Faust had not even known about less than an hour ago. Magic? Mages? It wasn't as if Faust had not known such things existed... but... he hadn't realized that this was such a widescale event that effected those around him. His beautiful eyes dared to cast a glance at the man to his left from where he sat next to him and he caught his leige rubbing his eyes with exhaustion. Instead of speaking up, Faust chose to listen. He didn't wish to throw any ideas forward regarding something that he himself did not have extensive knowledge regarding. And he leaned back, careful eyes watching as words were exchanged between men and women sitting next to one another. Then, as if a spell had been cast, silence fell over the table and Faust looked to the door once again, where most of the others had cast their gaze towards. A woman, beautiful, fair, and young, strode through the doors with uncanny feline like grace. She was dressed in the finest sapphire velvet dress that Faust had ever seen. Immediately recognizing her, he stood with a jolt. Guinevere. @Blue Beetle

Lev looks at the others and then when the room got quiet he looks up to the door. he takes a breath before standing and moving to the women. "my queen." he syas softly kissing her cheek and looking at her. "how can i help you?" he says. he looks at her as he then turns to the others. he would say "i do want to introduce you to Faust..the 12th memeber of the circle." he says as he holds his hand motioning to the male who stood. the others were standing and even bowing. the king and the queen seemed to have a good relaitonship...but in reality they never slept together. they bearly taked outside of the fuctions and other outings. soemthing that the others didnt know was the lev didnt love women...he much loved the other sex..men

4:37 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Guinevere stood quietly, her blonde hair waterfall braided down her back, the ends of her locs touching her hips. She really was a beautiful sight to behold. She smiled happily as the King stood and made his way to her. She tilted her head and smiled as she was kissed, though she did not show the disappointment when she was not kissed on her fine, curved, full mouth. She felt it though, and the stain of it lightly touched her beautiful hazel eyes. Guin was one of the most beautiful members of royalty to be found for those of her age. She did not hold it high, however. Her ego was not boosted. She was one of the most kind, genuine, and compassionate people that anyone had ever met, and a royal to boot. And from the way that she looked now at Lev, with longing and doe eyes... even Faust could tell that she loved her husband. And for some reason, a spike of jealousy drove straight through his gut. It surprised him, and he did not know what to make of it, save for that perhaps he was mistaking it instead as his desire to be noticed by the male. "I came because I heard we had a new guest.... I wanted to welcome him." She turned to Faust and nodded her head, smiling. "Welcome." Then, she peered at his mismatched eyes with growing fascination. "Your eyes... they're..." She jerked back slightly and apologized under her breath for noticing them at all. But Faust finished the thought for her. "The mark of a cursed child, my Queen." Her jaw went slack and Faust could only avert his gaze before tilting his head and speaking once more. "Thank you very much for coming to greet me. It is a high honor for you to have done so." @Blue Beetle

Lev looks at his wife then to Faust. He watches them and smiles. “He is a skilled fighter. He will be valuable.” He says as he smiles softly a faust then turns to his wife. “Was there anything else my love?” He pushes a stand of hair from her face. He would listen to her before saying “you are all dismissed. Faust as personal guard you follow.” He says before taking his wife’s arm and starts to walk. “What are you thinking of for helping the refugees?” He asks his wife. He was very…people person. His wife however was very much kinder. He watches her as they walk out into the garden

5:13 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust caught the glance that Lev cast him and he felt his heterochromic gaze waver as he quickly averted it to the floor beneath him, pausing in reverence to his King in order to not seem rude for having stood before the other man had for his wife when she had entered the room. He had half the mind to beg his pardon and ask for forgiveness, but it would appear rude to do so in regards to Guinevere. Not to mention the fact that the woman had called out the ‘cursed’ appearance he held as if it were just a simple quirk of his. It was well known in this kingdom and any of the nearby ones that any man born with a snake in the eye, or with two different colored eyes…. They were not favored by the gods. They were said to carry two souls inside them. And this meant, in some cultures (including the current region’s) that they were on the bottom most rung of those to trust. And yet…. Lev’s voice hit the atmosphere once again and Faust dared to glance up briefly from under his thick black lashes and wavy locs. Guinevere looked to her husband and smiled shyly, covering her mouth briefly as if to attempt to take back what she had said with grace. “I only meant to express that I was surprised… I have never—” she turned to Faust and he looked down once again to the stone beneath his feet in response, “seen anyone who carries two souls… It is something I knew of but never expected to see in person. Rise, Faust.” Then, as her King spoke further and took her arm in his, sweeping her out of the room, she smiled and blushed, brushing a stray strand of golden hair behind her pale ear, her earrings swinging in the natural light as they strode through the halls an towards the gardens. Guinevere was a woman who rather enjoyed art and was not necessarily a green thumb. But, she appreciated that her love engaged with her, as he hardly ever did so anymore. Behind them, Faust had reclaimed his blade, which now swung by his side, sheathed, and had followed the duet, eyes glan

4:42 PM

cing every which way with the lack of trust that any man might have if he had just been promoted to Hand of the King. It was now a matter of life and death for him to guarantee the King’s safety and ensure that he remained… breathing. He, however, stayed a fair distance behind the other individuals. Close enough to hear their conversation but far enough away so that he was not intruding on their company. Faust looked to the duet just in time to see Guinevere turn and give her King the most loving, adoration-filled gaze that he had ever experienced firsthand by a woman. It struck him as surprising. Simply because the King, Lev, was not looking when she did so, and when he did turn to face her, she offered the perfect moment for a kiss. But it was passed by by her counterpart.

4:42 PM

Being new to the castle and it’s court… Faust was not yet privy to the knowledge that the Queen and King were… an odd pairing. One of power—not of love. At least not on Lev’s part. But Guinevere…. She looked at the man in front of her as if he were the one who had put the stars into the night sky. If they had been planets, no doubt he would be the sun that she would orbit. She practically basked in his presence. And love careened off her features as soon as she was given a glance and opportunity for the time of day. “As for the refugees…. I’ve organized so that they are provided for throughout this winter…. Though I fear that my father will not be happy to hear as much. Any extra food storage that is not utilized by the end of the year immediately goes straight to those who have been on rations. Housing has been organized in neighboring villages. Most families are… alright with offering sanctuary but I’ve heard that some have been cruel. Manual labor in exchange for lodging seems to have been the best trade that we could come up with.” Her gaze flickered briefly to Faust, who looked to the right at a magnolia tree when she did so. That anger… that fire that was boiling beneath his skin…. The way her milky flesh collided with Lev’s, the way her fingers interlocked with his… Faust swallowed.

4:42 PM

@Blue Beetle

The king nods as they walk. He takes a deep breath “no one is going to like any part of this..but it is too dangerous for them to say where the infection is..” he says as they walk. He could feel his bodyguard behind him. Feel the eyes. He tries to ignore it as he walks with his wife. We will figure something out soon. We just need more time..” he says as he rubs his eyes. He was starting to get a headache now. He hums as h looks at his wife and kisses her on the cheek. “You have a done a great job my queen. This will be over soon.” He says. He looks out the corner of his eye to Faust. He sighs softly before pushing some hair behind his wife’s ear. “I need to rest. I have been up all night. I will awake for dinner with you” he says as he kisses her cheek once more before turning and walking. He expects Faust to follow. The king moves to his bed room which was at the top of a tower of the castel and steps into the large room. It had a large bed and then a desk. A bathroom attached. However there was another door that was closed.

4:54 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust watched as Guinevere looked back to her partner, adoration reflecting in those beautiful hazel eyes of hers. Those eyes… the gems in her earrings, and even some in her modest crown, matched the green in those fucking eyes. She wasn’t just beautiful, he realized. She was exquisite. And no amount of warning could have prepared him for the way that she smiled at her beloved. It was clear to see—she was madly in love with the man. But… in return… his eyes were ghostly. They did not reflect her image. Faust… Faust didn’t understand. Nor did half of the court. The knight of the round table stood straighter as Lev cast a careful glance in his direction from the corner of his eye before pushing back hair from Guin’s face. She leaned into the touch as if eating it up—and oh gods, if a single touch could be made to look intimate…. She did so for this one. The woman leaned into it, as if she had never been touched before by another human besides him, and a blush rose to her cheeks. “Thank you, my King…” A kiss was placed on her cheek before the man pulled away and Faust exhaled softly as he gave a final turn and strode away from her. He dipped his head as his King passed by him, his cape fluttering behind him as he strode through the rose bushes, leaving that beautiful, exquisite creature of light and love to her lonesome amongst the willow branches and ivy. Faust crossed an arm across his chest before bowing to his queen, who smiled gently in his direction before he turned and also walked away from the gardens. Faust followed the other male to his quarters, but hesitated upon entering into such a room as his King’s. He froze at the doorway and glanced up from under inky black lashes. Waiting for orders.

5:22 PM

@Blue Beetle

lev looks at him and says "stand gaurd there..just going to rest for a moment." he says before he shuts the door and faust was left outside. lev sighs softly as he moves to the bathroom and starts to change into his sleep wear. the male was covered in scars. he groans as he moves his body and finally lays down. his eyes close. lev just hopes that he would have a peacful sleep. his breahtin was soft and even as he fell into sleep. faust wouldnt so much hear a snore from the room...but a few hours later... "no...no no!" mumbles and grunts could be heard by the guard. the king sounded strained

3:05 AM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust watched as his king moved away from him and made motion to suggest that he was soon to retire to his quarters until he was summoned again by the queen. His knight inhaled deep and nodded curtly, stepping backwards before dipping his chin in response to his monarchs words. He would honor whatever the King spoke, no matter what it was that was to be required of him. Even such a mundane task as this. The faithful dog took position outside the room as the door shut firmly behind his turned back. It wasn't too long, maybe two or three hours that he spent in silence, before the telltale sound of distress erupted into the rather quiet atmosphere. The sound was coming from inside the quarters, to which Faust immediately turned, beautiful mismatched gaze widening with surprise and shock when he burst through the heavy wooden doors expecting to find an assailant of sorts and came face to face with... nothing. His focus came to rest on levs twisting silhouette and, realizing that the kings attacker was not physical, but corporeal, he froze, unsure of what to do next. The knight took a deep breath and pressed forward, urging himself to close the distance between himself and his king with haste, an arm extending towards the monarch, fingers playing across to the other male. But, he paused. He dare not touch the royal without any given permission. Particularly while he was sleeping. So, he hesitated, digits frozen in midair, just above legs wrist. Did he... what should he do? But after a second of indecisiveness and a glance to the man's features, strained and desperate with unconscious panic, Faust slammed his palm over the top of Levs arm before he shook the kings own. "My...my King!" He spoke softly, then raised his voice to an urgent tone. " LEV!!" @Blue Beetle

Lev was tossing his head to the side and side. He..he was scared. Running from..soemthing..someone? His breathing was quick. Then he felt something shake him. He screams as he pushes onto the person ontop of him. He growls before lev lands on Faust and both of them are on the ground. His eyes were widen with fear as lev was holding the others throat. He growls. He was still slightly asleep. Still in the nightmare. Fighting off whatever was hurting his mind.

11:17 AM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

For a moment, Faust was so shocked that he didn’t do anything in response to the way that he was grabbed and pushed. In slow motion, the two males tumbled to the ground, Faust’s body catching Lev’s weight as he was slammed to the floor of the room. The impact caused his eyes to shut tight and he nearly broke a tooth from the way his jaw clenched upon impact. Then, two different colored eyes opened and he looked up, startled, into the beautiful but crazed gaze of the King above him. A hand had snaked out from nowhere and the monarch’s palm pressed roughly against the knight’s larynx. Faust gasped for air, stunned from the initial impact on the ground, but now he was breathing heavily, trying to urge air into his lungs from a restricted throat that was clutched in Lev’s… his KING’S… hands. His eyes were wide, the whites showing as he searched Lev’s unconscious and fumbling gaze. But Lev wasn’t fully awake yet. Faust raised a hand and rested his fingers around Lev’s wrist… not trying to pry him off, but gently sliding pressure to him to let him know that he couldn’t breathe. In a second, he gasped for air and he bit back a frown. “L-L-Lev…” he rasped.

1:42 PM

@Blue Beetle

Lev pants softly as he takes a moment before his eyes blink. he looks around. his body was..shaking. he takes a deep breath as he falls back and crawls back. his eyes widen with fear. "i...i.." what..what did he do. lev takes a deep breath as he looks at faust. "i..i am sorry..i..i am so sorry.." he says as he stands up and stumbles alittle as he sits on the bed. he looks away at the other "get...get up." he says. he wipes his eyes as he stands and rubs his neck "i..i am sorry..are you ok.." he looks at faust. the king was so embressed. it hated this. he...he hated his nightamre..

1:59 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust watched as the male above him, who currently had a hand clamped around his larynx, blinked slow before looking around briefly. The round table knight could feel the man's body quiver and shake as he took in his surroundings once again and then he felt that same male's body shift as he inhaled deep and fell back, his hand releasing the pressure from Faust's throat. Coughing immediately, his lips having taken on the tinge of blue that hinted to the fact that he'd been unable to breathe, Faust gasped for oxygen. His eyes closed and one of his hands went to the bruises already forming on the sides of his neck from where Lev's fingers had pressed too hard into the sensitive flesh. Taking in a couple deep breaths before he sat up, slowly, he looked at his King, freaking out like a child who had done something horrible. He said nothing as his royal leige stammered for his words before finding them, commanding his servant to get to his feet, to which Faust immediately did, slowly, but still without question. Ever the loyal guard dog. He would take anything that this man threw at him with grace. Even if it killed him. Even if it was LEV who killed him.... even if it was on accident. The man before him didn't look like a king right now. He looked like an older version of the young boy who Faust had watched pull a sword from a stone. Did Lev even know that he'd been there that day? He highly doubted it. The knight said nothing as his king apologized, then asked if he was alright. Ever the silent type, Faust nodded, afraid to catch the man's eyes. But... then, he briefly glanced at him and found himself staring. His king... Lev... was frightened. So frightened that he'd nearly taken it out on Faust to the point of at least knocking him out. What would have happened if he hadn't have come to? What if he hadn't have let go? Without thinking for a moment's hesitation, Faust raised a hand and knelt before that man, burdened with the weight of the worl

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d on his shoulders. The weight of an entire kingdom. His scarred fingers grazed the man's chin and he then pressed his lips together and frowned. "You could not have done anything to me that has not been done worse before, your highness..." his voice was low... aloof. Like black velvet in moonlight. "Are you alright?" @Blue Beetle

lev looks at faust as the other kneels down. his eyes soften. the male who sat there wasnt a king...he was a child. a child that was too young to be king when he happened to pull out a magical sword. a young boy who was so scared and had the wieght of the world on his shoulders. he just looks at the other as he nods softly "yes...i..i just..." his eyes catch the brusies. his breathing was shutters as he looks away faust. "i...at night you dont have to...come and..." save him. wake him...hold him.. his skin shivers as he takes a deep breath "you are free for the rest of the night..i..i am sorry. if you go see the healer they wil be able to heal that and..."

2:17 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust watched as his kings eyes softened and he felt his heart clench once again-- the same way it had when he had seen the Queen, Guinevere, receive a kiss from the very man that he was kneeling in front of. The very man he couldn't stop staring at now. Unconsciously, without his wanting to, his gaze traveled to the man's lips, white from being pressed together, and he stared there for a second before snapping his gaze back up to Lev's own eyes once more. A million thoughts ran through his mind right then and there. He could tell. The King was far more than just frightened. He was downright terrified. What was it that had put the fear of God into him? Faust's hand shook from where it hovered above the man's cheekbone now, and he frowned further. His head tilted slightly to the side as he listened to the other speak, his king nodding gently from under his touch, and then the man looked away, giving him leave should he wish to take it. Allowing him freedom from the shacklels that he'd put him in. Even if he was willing to be chained to the King... his fingers shook again and he closed his eyes to the world before reopening them slowly and... he leaned in close, the deep breath that Lev took palpable between the closing space between the two of them. The knights gaze traveled back to the man's lips once more, but at the last moment, he gathered control of himself yet again. His hand swept along that cheekbone to the back of his King's neck and he tugged him forward into an embrace. What a fucking fool... he had almost KISSED the man. "I am not leaving. You are safe with me, whatever demons are chasing you, they cannot reach you when I am here." @Blue Beetle

lev looks at the knight. his breathign hitches as faust moves toward him. he taeks a deep breath and his eyes flutter closed. he...he was then pulled into a hug and his eyes closed. his body relaxes. he..he didnt know what he was hoping for...he takes a deep breath as he leans into the other. "ok.." he says sfotly. the king seemed to soften. he was closed off and yet now he was a open book. he didnt want to hide. he was too tired.. his breathing was soft as he rest there on faust shoulder. his lips were parted sligthly as he hums. "just...stay there.." he hum as he hides his face into the other neck

2:33 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Pressing the man closer into his frame, the knight breathed in deep, inhaling in the male's scent as he held tightly onto him. He.... he inhaled deep again and then exhaled slowly, slower than he had been planning to, memorizing the tinge of smoke and the faint scent of a tea that he recognized...but couldn't quite place. His heart skipped and Faust tightened his grip on the man's nape as Lev leaned into him further, allowing his weight to be held by his newly appointed advisor. The door was still ajar... but no one was walking anywhere near the King's quarters. The two men were alone. A second passed as the duet just breathed in tandem, their chests rising against one another's... and Faust closed his eyes before opening them and sitting back a little even though he had been commanded to stay. His breathing hitched when he felt the man's face press into his neck, and he clenched his fist on the King's back. Fuck, fuck, FUCK. He nodded, but.... could Lev tell that he was nervous? That he had... almost... leaned in without pulling to the side? That his intention... wasn't as sure footed and pure as simply offering a shoulder to lean into? @Blue Beetle

lev lays into the other. his breathing was soft as he breathing in to theo ther scent. he smelt nice..his eyes were closed as he sighs. lev pulls away sligthly to look at faust. his eyes were half lidded as he takes a deep breath. his moved down to look at faust lips and then to the other's eyes. he takes a deep breath before he leans in. his eyes flutter close before his lips land onto faust lips. it was a soft gentle kiss as he held onto the other. he pulls away then his eyes widen. a blush coming ot his face. "i-i.." fuck.. fuck fuck fuck! he..he..messed up. "i..i am sorry.." he says as a scared boy..

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@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

The knight felt as Lev pulled away slightly and he cocked his head to the side questioningly, watching as his King turned to look at him with half lidded eyes that spoke of a dangerous idea. Faust's own eyes lowered to the male's lips again and he swallowed audibly, his throat bobbing as he did so. Then, the black haired knight nearly lost his shit when LEV leaned in, eyes shuttering closed to him as his head tilted and his lips ghosted across Faust's. He dare not move. In fact, he didn't even dare to breathe. He simply.. waited. Kaleidoscope mismatched eyes widening with shock yet again as the very man who had had a death grip on him earlier, hand clenched around his throat in an unconcious thrall, now rested his lips against his. Then, the moment was over and Lev pulled away, eyes widening as much as Faust's, a blush staining his pale cheeks. A stutter rose between them and Faust stayed stone still, refusing to move unless given the command to leave, as the King stammered through his thoughts once again. He apologized, eyes leaving Faust's... and then... his knight... exhaled with relief before he gripped the man's nape with fervor and pulled him back in for a deeper kiss, inhaling as he did so, his scent rising all around him. @Blue Beetle

Lev yelps as he is pulled back to a kiss. His body relaxes at the kiss. His eyes closing and his body pushing back into the other. His hands moving to faust chest. He whines softly before pulling away to breath. “I…” he was lost at words. His eyes were wide and he just sat there panting. The king licks his lips before pulling Faust back. He lays onto the bed. His hands moving down the knight’s body. “Oh…gods..”

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@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Lev yelped, but Faust barely could hear it from behind the thrum of his beating heart that now echoed in his ears. Could the King feel it? The man... this man... this man was KING. Faust felt fear rise in his throat as he felt the other man push into his chest before pulling away to take a gasping breath. But Faust.... his eyes fluttered open when the man whined, whispering the ghost of a word before he stared at his court member... a man that he had invited into his court, his home, his inner circle not hours before hand. Whom he had entrusted the right of Hand of the King to the very same day... whom he had kissed his fucking WIFE in front of... Faust stared, realizing that he'd made a grave mistake right then and there. But... the man's tongue flicked out to wet his lips before he gazed at the knight with a different kind of stare... one of hunger... of desperation. One of... salvation. Faust's heart and adrenaline spiked into a frenzy. He'd never been looked at that way. Perhaps with hatred... with anger... with disdain... with fear... with excitement... but never had he been graced with a glance of one who wished to be saved. And this... this was LEV. Th owner of the fucking sword, Excalibur. The man whose crown sat heavy beside them within arms reach. And he-- he fucking snatched at his knight, snaring him with desperate fingers before pulling him back in as he lay upon the bed. Faust slammed his palms into the down of the bed and closed his eyes, trying to catch his breath. This... this was actually fucking happening. Hands traveled down his torso and he heard a plea to the gods. The man's lips parted and he groaned ever so softly as he swallowed. Then, with a dangerous glance upwards from under his furrowed brows, gorgeous eyes rimmed with dark lashes, he caught Lev's look again, and he cursed under his breath. @Blue Beetle

Lev groans softly as he kisses Faust. His eyes fluttering and his body was moving to be pressed against the other. The king pulls away and pants. He eyes looking at Faust. They were half lidded and dilated heavily. He takes deep breathes as he tries to calm his own heart. “Faust..” he pants softly. He licks his lips “you..you can say no..you can push me away and I-i” his voice cracks “I..wouldn’t bring this up..” the king was panting softly. He didn’t want to stop. It had been years since he had…anyone kiss him. His wife didn’t kiss him like this…

3:37 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

The groan that escaped the King's lips reached Faust's ears without any restraints holding it back. It only further made his blood run like fire through his veins. He swallowed, eyes raking over the man's lithe frame beneath his own armored one. Armor that was being pressed into. Armor that *was in the fucking * WAY. Lev pulled away and panted, his lips parting oh so tantalizingly, their softness leaving Faust's far too soon. Their eyes met and the knight froze as he observed the other and the state he was in. He was... he... the loyal dog of the royal before him swallowed and he searched those dilated eyes, trying to gage where the other male was at. What he was thinking. What... what should he do? Was he... was he in the wrong for having kissed him back? Faust was on the verge of having a manic internal panic attack before the King in front of him spoke again. This time, it was Faust's own name that left his lips and he shivered, feeling his body react strangely to the way it sounded on his lips. Was.... what was... he listened as Lev spoke again, this time giving him an option, not a command. An option that allowed for room to move in either direction. He was being given the choice. The choice to leave the room and leave the King without being reprimanded.... but... with that choice also came the offer to-- stay. He stared, looking from the man's eyes to his lips, to his throat where it bobbed after swallowing, before looking quickly back up. His eyes fluttered as he blinked and then... he leaned away, inhaling sharply. He stepped back a step. And... he thought about it. He sincerely did. And he almost followed through. Perhaps he should have done so and turned away. He knew that was the right answer. This was a married man. A man who ruled his kingdom. Who was far above his reach. Like a god to a mortal man. But, instead, his scarred fingers found the belt around his waist and he unclipped it, his sword falling loudly to

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the floor. Then, still keeping his eyes on Lev's body, gazing down at his wrists, his hands... his torso... buckles were undone and his worn armor, battered and used, fell off him like silk garments from a courtesan. When he was down to his garments, free of the armor and leather, his gaze lifted back to Lev's, and he paused, breathing heavily. "Tell me to leave. Tell me to leave now and I will obey." He almost prayed that the man would do so. That he would not snare him in this trap. "Or," he groaned through the movement as he raised a hand to lift the King's chin gently with a battle scarred hand. "Tell me to lock the door and I will serve you in a very different way." @Blue Beetle

lev watches him. his eyes flatter. faust was leaving...the king sighs and looks away as he laid there. his eyes showing that he was hurt...but..he had given that option. it wasnt till he heard the sword fall to the side and other aromor started to fall as well. lev looks at faust as he stood there above him. the king's heart was beating fast. so so fast. he takes a deep breath as he looked that male. he listen to faust. he should say leave. he should tell the man to leave...but...something was stopping him..he lets the other touch his chin. the king takes a deep breath before saying "lock the door." his voice was soft. gently. human like. he sat up slightly before looking at him "lock. the. door.

4:36 AM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

The knight could feel as his King's gaze lifted back to him, slowly... definitively. His own met his and he bit the inside of his cheek with anticipation. It wasn't right, what he was doing, was it? This was... wrong. Wasn't it? His hand shook, his fingers quivering against Lev's pale skin, which was milky compared to the tanned hand of Faust's, flecked with scars. A deep breath rattled through his liege's chest, escaping through his parted lips-- fuck.... Faust leaned in slightly, eyes cast downwards towards those cursed lips, and he watched as Lev spoke again, forming the words he couldn't believe had come straight from his mouth. The sound was silken... soft and gentle. Then, Lev's body shifted and he sat up, straightening his spine. Faust looked up, catching Lev's eyes with his own. Lock. The. Door. Faust's hand dropped from his King's jawline and he turned, stiff, to close the oak door feet behind him before he twisted the lock and heard the satisfying sound of metal clicking into place as the door was secured. No one. Not a single soul, would be interrupting them. Faust inhaled, the feeling shuddering through his silhouette before he tilted his head and turned back to the man on the mattress. Returning to him was difficult, but it was easy compared to the inner battle he fought when he lowered his arm beside Lev's frame, trapping him, and then leaned in, hesitating before he pressed his lips up the man's neck, cupping his nape with his free hand, closing his eyes as he did so. @Blue Beetle

Lev watches the other. His breathing was alittle harsh as he lays back down. His eyes looking over Faust. He moans softly at the kisses. His body arching slightly as he sighs. He looks at the taller strong male. A submissive one. He moves his hands up to pull up the ends of Faust shirt. His hand snaking under the shirt and he sighs softly. “Fuck..” he hums softly before he takes a deep breath. He was still..nervous. He looks at the guard waiting to see his reaction as he moves his knee to gently push against the other groin

5:53 AM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust followed the others' movements as he lay back down onto the bed, his eyes roaming over his knight like he were some kind of... Faust didn't want to think about that. His cock pressed firmly against the constraints of his pants as he heard the other male let loose a moan, then another one-- and his own hand slid down the man's frame before pressing into the small of his back, supporting the other's spine as he arched his back and pressed into Faust, sighing as he did so. With a soft movement, he felt Lev move to pull his shirt out of the way, then he slipped his soft hand under the fabric. Faust's heart jumped in his chest cavity and he swallowed before he bit down on the other's throat, nibbling before sucking at the flesh there. Fuck... Lev inhaled deep and his knight followed suit, trying to steady that unstable heart of his, his eyes opening half way and looking up from under heavy dark lashes as he pulled away from the king. He winced when the man's knee gently moved to push against his crotch, and he closed his eyes again, his throat bobbing as he swallowed back his anxiety. The lines of his face furrowed and creased and he groaned ever so slightly. Fuck. He wanted him. He couldn't deny it now. Not when his body was having such an intense reaction to being... pressed against. It was just a slight touch of the knee, and he... fuck. "Nnng..." @Blue Beetle

Lev gasp at the bite and moans softly as he takes a deep breath before pushing his hand further up the others shirt. He takes a deep breath as he looks at Faust and then to where his knee was. He gently presses and grinds alittle agaisnt the other. “Fuck.” He moans softly as he quickly switches places. He pushes Faust into the bed and climbs ontop of him. His hips and butt sitting on the others hips and groin. His hips move slightly as he leans up and kisses down the other face and neck. His eyes closing as he does this.

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@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust bowed his head, his multi-colored gaze darkening when Lev took a deep breath and explored further up his shirt with that ice cold hand of his. The feeling of the male's flesh brushing up against Faust's furnace of a silhouette.... he inhaled sharply, shivering at the gentle touches. The knight of the round table didn't see as Lev looked at him, nor did he follow his gaze when he moved it to his knee. However, his eyes snapped back open with abruptness when Lev moved to grind against him. Fuck. Faust arched his own spine and parted his lips, panting ever so slightly before he was moved, pushed into the mattress with surprising speed. Shock filled his gaze as he tilted his chin up, searching the eyes of his KING. A KING. "Gods..." he gasped, nearly losing his balance when Lev moved his hips on top of Faust before he moved his lips to kiss the knight, who was now located beneath him. He couldn't help it, a moan escaped him and he bit into his lip, tilting his head back as the monarch, so much higher in status than he, traveled down his flesh, tracing kisses along his own larynx. "L-Lev...." @Blue Beetle

lev looks at the other as he kisses him and hums "yes?" he says softly as he moves down the other body and grinds agasint him. he pants softly as the king sits up and looks at the other. he reaches up and starts to undo his shirt. the buttons coming off slowly as he looks at the gaurd.. his gaurd. "if..if you want to stop..we..we can..i.." he tries to not show the hurt that would cause him. he knew faust was there the day he got the sword. he had always kept a eye on the two eyed male. the boy that turned into a strong man. unlike the king...who was stil...a boy

6:44 AM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

As he was kissed, Faust could only swallow and keep trying to breathe normally. He didn't know.... was this.... allowed? Lev was King. And he.... he was simply... he swallowed once again, his breath rattling around inside his lungs as he inhaled shakily. Yes? Their eyes met after Lev continued to grind against him. Then, nimble, pale fingers continued forward to undo the toggles on Faust's tunic. He looked down, the scars on his face catching the low light that filtered in through the royal's window filtering in from behind the knight. If...If you want to stop...we...we can...I-- Faust looked up sharply, eyes searching endlessly for an answer he wasn't going to be given straight forward. His hand lifted and he shouldered out of his shirt, goosebumps pricking at his flesh as the cold atmosphere of the room hit him immediately. Sliding a palm to Lev's jawline, he tilted his head, leaned forward and invited the male to kiss him once more, shifting his body uncomfortably. His erection was plain as the look on Lev's face. "N-no..." he breathed in between kisses, then bit the bullet and deepened their current kiss, his tongue sliding to Lev's. Pants came loud now, his chest heaving with excitement. @Blue Beetle

lev looks at the other and smiles as he helps the other shirt off then kisses him back. he hums as he leans into the other more and more. his hips moving slightly on the other. his eyes were closed as he kisses faust back. he groasn softly as he could feel the other member poking at him and his own member poking out. he pulls away before taking off his own shirt. his eyes close as he sat there on the other. his body was covered in scars. he wasnt a clena king. he had scars from fights. they all told a story

8:02 AM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust watched curiously as a smile slid to the lips of his King, who helped him out of his shirt with ease before returning his fervent kiss. The man's pelvis rocked into him as he grinded against him and Faust groaned, tilting his head back slightly, his throat bobbing when he heard Lev return the sound in his own throat. Then, the knight watched as the other male maneuvered gracefully, stripping off his own shirt before he closed his eyes to him. Faust inhaled sharply. He hadn't expected Lev to be covered in scars of his own. Compared to the knight before him, who had had plenty of broken bones and wounds, Lev had significantly less... but still... the black haired male cast his mismatched eyes along the other man's frame, his hand reaching up to splay across his abdomen, then slide to his chest where his fingers toyed with one of the buds there. He couldn't help it. Faust dragged his tongue to the man's collarbone, teeth grazing lightly there as his eyes closed halfway. "You're so..." he breathed, quietly. Then swallowed again, his fear still playing a huge role in how anxious he was. But... god he wanted to... to... "so beautiful." @Blue Beetle

lev moans softly at the touch from his nipple. he closes his eyes and leans back sdotly as he lets the other nibble his skin at his collarbone. he blushes softly as he shakes his head. he wasnt beautifle. he was...something..just not that. he takes a deep breath before looking at faust and pushing the other back into the bed. he kisses down the males neck and torso. he wasnt going to stop. he licks over theo ther buds and smies as he trails his fingers down towards faust pants. "have..have you ever done..this before.."

1:32 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Shaking his head in response to the question that the man had asked him, he raised an arm to his face, halfway concealing the way that his features had taken on the pale rosy color of early dawn. The way that that pink lit up his blue and hazel eyes. Then he closed his gaze to the world beyond entirely, as if he could hide away from the embarassment there. He didn't say a word, but shifted uncomfortably.... not necessarily in a bad manner, but because it felt so fucking good and it was foreign. A step into the unknown for him. The king had pushed him back to the sheets and he had obeyed the silent command willingly-- almost too much so. His counterpart's tongue swept over his chest and he could hear the smile in the male's voice... his eyes shot open when Lev's fingers traced a trail down to his abdomen, then ghosted over his thighs. @Blue Beetle

Lev looks at the other. he could see that he was embressed but that didnt stop the king. he moves down inbtween the legs of faust before moving to undo his pants. his fingers working quickly as he pulls off the pants and the underwear. he would nuzzle close to faust member. his eyes looking at the male. "look at me." he says in a command. he wanted to see faust. wanted to see those eyes.. he takes a deep breath as he licks up the others member and kisses the tip. "tell me what you want.." he speaks softly as he takes him into his mouth and groans softly

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@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Lev moved to undo Faust's pants and the fabric practically fell off of the knight's legs at the touch of the monarch who had begun to strip him bare. Faust shouldered himself to his elbows and watched with wide eyes as Lev nuzzled in close to him, their eyes catching one another's before the knight quickly looked away, blinking rapidly. Not a second had passed as soon as he did so that Lev barked a command. Look at me. Faust didn't want to. He was... he was... nervous. Scared. Embarrassed that his cock was as hard as a fucking rock against the King's features. But, he was ever the loyal dog. His mismatched kaleidoscope eyes turned, light bouncing off the blues and reflecting in the green and gold flecks as he slowly, ever so slowly, lifted his gaze to look at the man who had told him to lock the fucking door. Which he had DONE. He obeyed. Looking up, he flushed even more, his skin a furnace in the cold room. No sooner had he met the man's gaze than that same individual fliced out his tongue and dragged its wet surface up Faust's dick, causing him to grip at the sheets beneath him and close his eyes tight before a groan escaped him and his head tilted back, chest heaving when a kiss was placed on the tip. A new command. One that would force Faust to speak this time around. He opened his eyes momentarily, then shook, wincing when his cock was taken into the other male's mouth. "--UUngngfff!" he moaned, then bit his tongue, snapping his head back to the side, eyes fluttering open and shut as pleasure raced through his frame. "F-ffff-ffuck..." he gasped, hands shaking as they clenched the satin sheets. The KING'S satin sheets. Oh. Fuck. It felt so good. Faust... Faust had been with only a handful of women in his entire life. One that he fucked around with when he was a teenager, who taught him what a woman's body could feel like and what fun could be had in a barn to keep warm during the cold winter months. And.... he would admit if

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forced to... a couple of prostitutes who kept soldiers busy when they were in foreign towns. Ones who poured mead into cups and giggled loudly as men rode by their housing-- ones who only played with him to fetch a gold coin or two. But a MAN? Faust gasped, swallowing his anxiety once again, his throat bobbing as one of his hand reached up and his fingers brushed Lev's cheekbone before he fingered the stray loc of hair that had fallen in his face. Brushing it back, he leaned back, trying to catch his breath. "F-fuck.... Lev...." @Blue Beetle

Lev watches Faust as he takes him into his mouth slowly and evenly. He started to bob his head slowly up and down as he watches the other. His eyes watching for any pain or discomfort. He didn’t want the other to have discomfort at what he was doing. Faust was big enough that the king had to take his hand and use that the touch the last few inches of the other. He pulls off of Faust and pants softly as he leans into his hand. “Y-yes?” He says softly pumping Faust member slowly. “I..I don’t want to scare you..” he mumbles. The king was gone and what was left was a boy who was scared and needing touch.

5:38 AM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

He wanted to run. Everything in his body was fighting against the pleasure running through him, despite his earlier words. His earlier action of shutting and locking the royal's door. Lev. The KING. His head tilted back, his adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed, sweat sliding from his roughly cut hair to his temple, which throbbed when he bit down to silence his whimper. Those lashes fluttered like the wings of a black swan as he looked up to the ceiling, beautifully mismatched eyes dilating. "A...hhnnn..." When Lev used his fingers to wrap around the extra inch or two that he couldn't take in with his mouth, then pulled off, Faust turned his gaze back to the other, looking down his nose at the king. The cock that was in that man's hand continued to be pumped, and the knight fought the horrible notion of tugging him back down onto his member forcefully. At his words, however, Faust saw not the man who was never seen without a crown, but instead the boy who had struggled when the sword had been pulled from the stone where men twice his age and stature had failed in retrieving it. The right hand of the king brushed his thumb along the other dark haired male's temple and swallowed again, his voice hoarse when he finally did speak up. "I..." he stumbled for the words. What did he want to say? Should he admit that he'd never been with a man before? That the feeling of Lev's tongue against his cock had... he inhaled sharply, then drew the King upwards with a hand under his chin, his scarred spine arching as he leaned in, closing his eyes before he begged for entrance to the man's mouth. "I-It feels... good. You're not scaring me. I'm... I'm nervous." The last part he had not meant to admit aloud. But it came out anyway. And he halted, helping the other to straddle him before those hands that normally wielded a weapon of steel slid along the man's ribs, learning the indentations between each bone. Meanwhile, his tongue slid between Lev's tee

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th and urged the other to press closer to him with each hesitant touch. His fingers pressed into the man's thigh on the other side, his thumb grazing Lev's own member before he dipped his fingers totally down, eyes opening slightly to watch him as he stroked his length. @Blue Beetle

lev looks at the other as he gets ontop of faust. his eyes were half lidded and would close as the two of them kiss. he groans softly into the kiss as his eyes roll back. his skin felt on fire..he arches his back. faust finger..then hand on his memeber was almost too much. "f-fuck.." he moans as he looks at the gaurd. his eyes were dilated and large. he wanted mroe...he moves his hand to the side table, opening the drawer, and pulling out a bottle of oil. he looks at the other and smiles. leaning down lev whiseprs "do you want to take it to the next step?" he didnt want to scare faust or make him do anything the other didnt want...but lev was needy. he hadnt be touched like this in years... he moves his hand to get some oil before moving his hand to start to warm himself up and groans softly as he moves his hips and fucks faust hand

4:59 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust did his best to remain in control of himself. But, quite frankly, he was long past the grasp of control. The King’s back arched at his touch and he felt himself pant, unsure of whether or not he was doing the right thing or not. Lev cursed and opened his eyes, dilated with pleasure. The desire that echoed in their depths alerted the soldier that he, too, was past the point of no return. With a quick movement, Lev grabbed a vial of oil and smiled, leaning down on Faust. The man’s heart skipped a few beats and he quivered at the sound of lust lacing the other’s voice. Do you want to take it to the next step? Faust didn’t dare nod. He simply watched as Lev moved his hand to touch himself right in front of his lion, a mere piece of filth in the presence of a fucking royal that was… He jumped as Lev moved in his touch and then, Faust lost it. His free hand slid up to curl into Lev’s hair and he tangled it once it was there, tugging ever so slightly so the man would be forced to lean back, allowing Faust access to his throat. He nibbled the flesh there, while his other hand massaged the man’s cock, urging it to harden ever the more further. “A-Are you… this is… I mean–” Faust fumbled for the right words, then bit his tongue, quieting himself. “I’ve never….” @Blue Beetle

he moans softly as his hair is pulled and his neck is bittening and nibbled. he pants softly. his eyes rolling back as he lets the other take control. the larger hand on his cock was...amazing. he pants as he drops the oil onto the bed and leans into faust. "fuck..i..i.." his hands were shaking as he looked down at the ohter. "so..so good..fuck.." he pulls faust to look at him. he kisses the other. "fuast...i need you to answer..do you want to fuck me.." he pants as he looks at the other. the king was done with trying to wait for faust to figure it out. he wanted the larger man. NOW. he pants as he looks at him and kisses his neck. "you..you can say no..it is ok." the king did want the other to know it was ok to ssay no and they would just keep doing what they are doing now. "please.." the king begs

3:39 PM

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Faust listened to the moans that he was rewarded with for his love bites at Lev's throat, looking from underneath shuttered lashes to find that his king's eyes were rolling into his head. This in particular made him shift, the feel of his erection against the other male's body suddenly almost too much to bear. The oil dropped to the sheets and Faust leaned back as he was leaned into, listening intently as Lev spoke in whimpers before his eyes widened as he was pulled into a kiss. Then, he was faced with a question that he didn't quite yet know the answer to. At least, he wanted to pretend that he didn't know the answer to it... but the faithful knight, the fucking dog of this King... he couldn't deny it. So, as his breath hitched when his own throat was taken into the other's mouth, Faust raised his hand from the royals member and hesitated for a brief second before he grabbed Lev's arm and twisted so that the smaller man was lying against the satin sheets, not himself. With his free hand, he helped him raise so that he could trail kisses from his nape to the small of his back. "You want to be fucked...." he rasped, heterochromic eyes suddenly darkening. "Knowing that your wife is down the hall in a different room?" He smirked, then slipped his fingers from Lev's wrist to his thigh, brushing his knuckles on the backside of them before he tentatively inserted two fingers into Lev's ass. He inhaled sharply, returning his other hand to the man's cock, stroking as he kneaded those digits inside the male. "I want to fuck you." He admitted, then shoved a third finger in without warning. @Blue Beetle

Lev looks at the other and yelps slightly as he is flipped. His ass sticking up and Faust behind him. He pants softly hearing the other. Oh fuck. Lev moans and nods softly “please..I..I do!” He pretty much yells as two fingers are pushed in. And then a third. He pants and groans. The king was pushing agaisnt Faust as he fucks his hole with his fingers. “Faust…” he moans before begging “please fuck me..use..oil and just..do it! That..is an order!” He moans out as his cock was painfully hard He wanted the other so badly. He groans looking at the gaurd and licks his lips “Faust…”

3:59 PM

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Faust's eyes narrowed as the other man raised his voice, listening to the pants as he struggled to catch his breath. A dark, sly smile slid to his lips unconsciously as Lev pushed against him, sucking in all three of his fingers with fervor. Faust lifted his hand, leaned over and grabbed the oil, quickly dripping some to the man's ass before he prodded further, spreading his hole wide so that the oil slipped inside, squelching when he moved his fingers again. "I'd keep it down, if you don't want to be caught...." Then-- he jerked as he was given the order accompanied by a moan. He took his fingers from inside his liege, then he slapped the man on the ass, not giving him any time to respond before he had lined up, and pushed into the other. His cock twitched as he entered the other. God he was tight... Faust set a rhythm, reaching forward to grab Lev's hair so that he was jerked back every time that the knight drove inside him. He listened, waiting to hear him complain. Waiting to be reprimanded. But... he couldn't see Lev's eyes in this position. Faust grimaced, then retracted from the royal, quickly turned the man so that he was on his back, pushed both his legs up gently to hook them over his shoulder as he lined himself up. "Eyes on me, your Highness." Then, he pushed into him, lowering his hands to Lev's hips so that he could drive straight into him. It wasn't gentle. Faust might be reserved, but he wasn't known for being a soft lover with the women he'd been with. He slipped out again, then railed into the other male again, different colored eyes never once leaving those of his King. @Blue Beetle

Lev pants as he bites onto the bedding. His body was tense as he felt the other pull his fingers out, slapping his skin and then pushing his cock into him. The kind moans/screams. His screams muffed by the beddding he was biting into. His eyes were fluttering and roll back into his head. His head is lifted but his eyes were still rolls back. He couldn’t think. He just felt how big the other was. God he was HUGE! The king moans softly as he is turned up and pushes led back into. His voice never spoke again. He was jsut a mumbling mess of moans. He looks at Faust. His eyes were dilated and his body moving with the other. He was loving this. He arches his back and tries to focus. Focus on Faust

4:20 PM

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Faust watched as the other male brought his gaze up to Faust's, which narrowed again in response to the dilated look of the royal. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. He was fucking the goddamn KING. A smirk tugged at his lips and he pulled out suddenly, then leaned closer, his cock pressing up against Lev's entrance teasingly. "Easy, Lev." He whispered, reaching up to grab the King's chin in his fingers. He tilted his head up as he repositioned himself, spreading Lev's legs even wider, though they remained where they were laid. Rolling his shoulders, he kissed the man's calf to his left beore he glanced back at his current bed partner. "You may command me on the battlefield... in the Great Hall, and I will do anything you tell me to, even slit my own throat..." he rasped, pushing those legs up close to Lev's body. "But here? I make the rules. I give the commands. Understand?" He waited for an answer before he grinned. "Good boy. Now put your hands under your knees and hold yourself up or I won't continue." @Blue Beetle

The king whines as he was empty now. His eyes look at the other as he listens. He nods slowly and whimpers. He..he never felt this before. He loved it. The feeling was a new and exciting one..but one he couldn’t name. His hands were shaking as he held his legs up for the other. “O-please..” he whimpers. He wanted..no needed more! He whimpers “Faust..please..” he looks at the other. He wanted to feel this feeling more..the feeling of submitting to someone. The feeling of having no control.

4:33 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust watched as the male lifted his legs on command, then whimpered like a fucking dog in heat for Faust to enter him yet again. The knight rubbed against him, rolling his hips so that their cocks touched one another. His clean hand went to the man's eyes instead of holding his chin, and he brushed the right brow of his King before he leaned down and swept his tongue across his lips, urging him to open his mouth so that he could enter. Then, and only then, did he push into the other yet again, slowly, painstakingly slow. He exited, then repeated the process again and again. "That's a good little King," he breathed between their intertwined tongues. Then, his smile came back and he pressed a hand on the man's throat just enough to get an asphyxiated high to rise for him, and he drove again, this time allowing his hips to roll so that they slapped against Lev's flesh. @Blue Beetle

lev whimpers as he lets the other into his mouth for a kiss. his eyes rolling back as he whimpers. he watned the other. he moans into the kiss harshly as he was pushed into so slowly. his eyes crossed, his hands and legs shaking with pleasure. he wanted him..god he wanted this so badly... normally the king was the one to do what faust was doing..it was so nice to not have to choose anything. that lack of choice was the most amazing pleasure that he has ever felt. he moans and arches his back. his eyes flutting and his body shaking with the pleasure

3:25 AM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

The tremors that flew through Lev's body as Faust pressed into him were delightful. And he kept his mouth shut, ensuring that no one passing by in the hall would hear just what the two were doing. What they should not be doing. Faust rolled his hips again before setting a pace that was more to his liking. His hand went down to stroke the other's dick, urging him to let loose. To cum for him. "T-There you are...." he crooned, gripping the other man's hip with calloused fingers as he railed into him. "You're... surprisingly obedient." The knight smirked and observed the other, his eyes rolling back into his head, the way his spine arched every time Faust drove deeper inside of him. He hadn't been expecting the King to be so compliant. Especially... especially since it was his damn dog who was fucking him. As he stroked, he watched for any signs of discomfort. Listening to any words that might stall his movements. Faust had no desire to hurt Lev. He felt so good, though... stopping would be difficult-- but he would, if that's what the King needed. Increasing his speed on both the man's cock and in his entrance, he dipped down closer. "You should see the look on your face, my King.." He licked the man's lips teasingly. "We're not stopping until I say so. You asked to be fucked.... so you're going to get fucked." @Blue Beetle

he whimpers as the other pushes into him over and over. his eyes roolling back. he hears the other but his words dont really hit lev's mind. he whimpers as he shakes his head softly as he pants "no..no..i-i.." he moans. his eyes shut as he tries to keep his own body in check. he didnt want to finsih...he..he coldnt.. he whimprs as the looks at faust. his eyes were dilated and his body pressing against the other. "p-please.." he whimpers. he wanted more..he nods as he hear the other. "i..i want...y-you.." he whimpers. his eyes roll back as his stomach tighens he was baout to cum.."i..i am..going..to..to..c-cumm.."

8:14 AM

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Faust listened as the other male whimpered, moaned and panted through his growing desire to release. Then, when his hand nearly slid off of his cock from the pre cum and that oil mixed together, he raised up to his knees, lifting Lev's ass along with him. He pulled out, then slammed into him repeatedly before he jerked the other off once again. "Oh Lev," he smirked as he pulled out and then moved back in yet again, straining against his own release. "You can, but make sure you keep holding your legs." Faust watched and waited, and when Lev finally did cum, he used his hand to jerk him completely off, allowing the cum to drip on the other man's chest and on his throat due to the way that he was holding him up. Then, he worked on his own, which took only a couple more strokes before he spilled inside of him, twitching and huge. When he pulled out, cum dripped down the man's ass to the sheets and Faust raised his hand that had been on the smaller males cock to his mouth and licked between his fingers, smirking all the while. "I think that's enough for one round." @Blue Beetle

the king laid there. his eyes fluttering as his breathing calmed. he felt his body empty as he looks at faust and whimpers. "i..i.." he coudlnt speak. his boyd was done and his mind was done. he takes a deep breath as he slowly sits up and whimpers. the king just grabs onto faust and pulls into to him. the king wraps his arms around the other "please...a..bath..." his voice was so soft. his eyes closed as he held onto the ohter. the bathroom was very close to the bed and there was already a bath ready to be filled with water. lev didnt want to move or anything. he just wanted to lay there in faust arms. but he knew they should wash up. he didnt want to get anything mroe dirty

3:24 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

After Faust had pulled out, he listened intently as his King attempted to find the words that he wasn't ready to say. He heard the shaky inhale of breath and helped the male slowly sit up, his different colored eyes catching the sunlight peeking through as Lev whimpered yet again. What he wasn't expecting, though he didn't necessarily know what he had been thinking would happen afterwards, was when Lev pulled Faust close into him. The knight shifted so that he could cradle the other with his scarred and tanned arms, cupping the back of his nape so as to support him while his other hand held the man's hip. Please....a...bath... Faust nodded and lifted the man up effortlessly after he had stood up away from the bed. Faust was not one to be shy or modest, though he always kept the right amount of clothing on for common decency. Lev was light compared to other knights that he'd thrown over his shoulder on the battlefield just to get them out of the fray and to a medic that could help them. The soldier lifted the King steadily, lowering him into the beautiful basin already full of steaming water. The bath, though big enough to fit the both of them, was something that Faust did not dare invade on the sanctuary of. @Blue Beetle

Lev whimpers as he is lowered down. The king looks at the other before grabbing his arm. “S-stay..” he didn’t want Faust to leave. He didn’t want to be cold.the bed was so cold all the time. The poor king eyes just close as he laid there in the bath. The room was clean and had all of what someone could want. It was clear the other wasn’t going to be washing himself. The poor king was sore and his mind tired. He didn’t want to even think. Yet his mind was replying over and over the moments he did remember. As if to make sure he wouldn’t forget. Levels hand was still on Faust arm holding him to be next to him

4:10 PM

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Fausts arm had been grabbed, as was the resason he was staying. When it became clear that Lev wasn't going to make any move to clean himself, Faust moved and began searching for the soaps that were to be used on the skin and those used in the hair. Beside him was a pitcher that he could use to dip into the water and carefully pour along the man's hairline, which is exactly what he did, delving his free hand into the water to wrap around the other's frame. Slowly, he soaked his Kings hair before he used the soap to softly and gently wash in it. His fingers met tangles every so often, but not once did he pull or jerk. No yanking, just gradual work to get the sweat out. "Easy, Lev. I'm not going anywhere." When his hair was clean, then Faust looked to his body and glanced at the royal. "Is it alright if I clean you? Or would you rather do so yourself?" @Blue Beetle

He looks at the other and whimpers softly. He just let the other wash his hair. His eyes closed as he laid there in the warm water. He never got pulled on or anything…the touch was kind.. Lev whimpers as he says “y-you..” his voice again small and quiet. Hhe wouldn’t stop the other from washing him. He wanted Faust in the bath with him. “I-in..b-bath..p-please..” she whimpers soflty as he opens his eyes and looks at the taller man. “P-please.”

4:30 PM

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@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑 just a reminder take your time!)

Faust raised a brow as Lev spoke, and he slowly, ever so slowly, moved to get into the bath with the other male. When he had sunk into the water, he gently raised Lev's wrist and began to fixate on cleaning the whole arm before he switched to the other. He did not make eye contact nearly the whole entire time that he was doing so. He stayed quiet as a mouse, not daring to utter a single solitary word. Faust simply just cleaned the man, moving the cloth he had grabbed from the side of the bath and had doused in soaps to the King's torso before his breathing hitched and his hand dipped underneath the water, closer and closer to Lev's thighs. His knuckles brushed the inside of those damned thighs before he politely cleaned every fucking inch of him. @Blue Beetle

he doesnt move as his body is washed. his eyes close as he leans into the Faust. his eyes were closed and his breathing soft. "i..i..thank you.." he mumbles as he moves. his body was hurting so badly. he hwimpers "i..i am so sore...more than even fighting does to me.." he looks at faust with half open eyes. "thank you..and..if you want to forget this happened..that..that is fine.." he looks away as he takes a deep breath trying to not cry. he didnt want to show how that thought made him so upset...he didnt want to not have fuast like that agian. he wanted faust again...

12:54 PM

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Faust finally lifted his gaze to the other male's and watched as he winced, whimpering in tandem. Faust tilted his head curiously and then leaned forward to shut the man up by allowing his lips to crash onto the other man's. When he pulled back, he took a breath and then kissed the King again, this time lifting his hand to cup his chin and pull him towards the knight. Then, he opened his mouth, allowing his tongue to slip through and his eyes fluttered shut. When he finally pulled back, he blushed slightly, then looked away, lowering his different colored eyes from looking directly at his monarch. "If that is what you want, then I will not fight it.... @Blue Beetle

he looks at the other and shakes his head "it isnt..i want to have you close every night..i..i dont want to just..forget this.." he says softly as he leans into the other. "i want you to hold me and make me forget about everything..maybe me..submit to you.." he says as he smiles. he takes a deep breath. once they were done he looks at faust "carry me to bed..i am too weak to walk there.." he smiles and giggles. he wraps his arms around faust neck and kisses him softly. "i loved that..it...it was so nice..i..i have never felt liek that...i would never kneel but for you..i would

1:44 PM

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The words that the King spoke made Faust chuckle slightly, a smirk crossing his features. "Submit to me?" His hand pushed back a stray strand of the others' hair behind his ear. Then, a command was issued and Faist immediately stood up, as if the others word were the word of God. His arms encased the other with ease before he lifted him up, careful not to slip as he stepped from the bathing room. The knight grabbed a large towel with his fingers before he was kissed and he froze, listening while he draped it across the other man's shoulders while still holding onto him. I would never kneel, but for you... I would. Faust stared, wide eyed at the male, then his gaze narrowed into a playful look and he kept moving. "For me? Of all people, Lev..." He laughe, then set the King down, grabbing the towel to dry his hair, the fact that he was still naked not running through his mind at all. @Blue Beetle

He groans as he had to stand. His legs were wobbly. “Yes..for you.” He says as he kisses Faust again. His eyes close before he leans into the other. “I would kneel for you always.” He knew Faust was loyal. Would die for him. But he wanted Faust to know lev was serious. Lev moved slowly down onto his knees. He looks up to Faust and smiles “I would kneel for you.” He says before reaching up “now take me to bed”

2:04 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust smirked, then extended a hand to help Lev before he realized that he was manuevering himself down to his knees... on the goddamn floor- his RULER. At his FEET. Kneeling. Faust stared in disbelief and immediately bent down as soon as the man looked up at him, listening with a shocked expression on his face. It was as if he had forgotten that he had just dominated the bedroom not moments before. The taller knight met the man's arms with his own as he regained his grip on him and lifted him from the cold floor and obediently, quietly, took him to the bedroom, wrapped in the towel that he had grabbed earlier. Gently, he deposited the King onto his bed, climbing in after him before he realized that.. it probably was presumptious to think that he would be allowed to actually rest with the man. But, seeing as he was already there, Faust pulled the ruler into his scarred arms. @Blue Beetle

Lev curls up into the arms of the soilder. His eyes fluttering as he pulled a blanket over the two of them. He sighs softly as his eyes close and his head finds its spot in fuast arms. His breathing slowed as he fell asleep. He was out within minutes of laying down. His body was tired and his mind was as well. He was pressed against the other hard and held onto him. He whimpers softly a few hours after being asleep as a nightmare fills his head. He twitches and whimpers trying to fight whatever was in his head

5:00 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Daring not to move, Faust allowed the other male to make himself comfortable before he rested his arm over the other, tracing small circles on his unmarred flesh of his ribs until he finally fell into slumber. Faust almost didn't breathe, heterochromic eyes observing the other carefully as he slept. It wasn't very long until his own lashes fluttered shut, fanning across the soft flesh of his cheeks before he jolted awake at the slightest tremor in the others frame. For a moment, Faust didn't understand what was going on, then he increased the pressure on his hand and he leaned closer, inhaling deep, urging his own heart rate to go back to a normal pace before he pulled the other into his silhouette. "L-Lev." He spoke with sleep rasping at his vocal chords. "Lev." This time he urged the other awake, not willign to let him continue through his demons alone. @Blue Beetle

He whimpers before he gaps waking waking. His breathing fast as his eyes look around. He sat up and held his face. Tears rolling out his eyes. He was a king yes but he still dealt with the truama of a boy. He tries to calm himself down but his breathing was quick and he couldn’t seem to calm down fully. Tears rolling to down his face and his breathing harsh. He wipes his eyes before moving to hide his face into Faust. His breathing still uneven but was calming down as he laid there, hiding from a. World that he didn’t know fully

5:11 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust jerked back in surprise when the King gasped, immediately keen on giving him his space. Lev took it gratefully, rising to sit up, which Faust mirrored slowly in his own time, backing up even further away should the man require the space still. He watched carefully with mismatched eyes, reeling in his own shock to a cool, calm, and collected expression. So cool in fact that it might appear that he had gone emotionless altogether. The man to his direct left heaved in gasps of oxygen, filling his lungs with the stuff as if he could not get enough. His breathing was uneven and ragged, Faust observed. Then, the tears started. They rolled down like an avalanche, carving lines of salt into the others' flesh. His knight, the ever-loyal dog that he was, reacted to nothing, just... watching from where he sat, his hand having fallen from his monarch's chilled frame, now covered with frightened goosebumps. Lev wiped furiously at his eyes before he did the unexpected. Faust remained still, even as the male drove his face into his frame, concealing himself from sight. He waited a moment before moving at break neck speed to drive his scarred knuckles into Lev's black hair, burying his fingertips into the hair there, gently pressing against the flesh covering the mans cranium. His other hand reached around the thinner man to pull him in closer before he lowered both of them back to the satin sheets covering the soft mattress that they had shared for the first time not an hour beforehand. "Breathe." He commanded gruffly. @Blue Beetle

lev whimpers softly as he is lowered down onto the matress. he held onto the other and pants softly. he didnt want to think. he didnt want to be awake... he lets go of a breath he was holding..he takes a deep breath and whimpers. he hid his face as he moves to lay down and settle. tears rolled down his face as he laid there on faust chest. "i..i am sorry.." he mumbles. his eyes were half lidded and just wnated to be alseep.. his breathing settles and he seemed to be able to sleep now. his eyes closed and he would be alseep in moments. his body relaxes as he falls back to asleep. lev seemed to be peaceful again.. he wouldnt have another nightmare the rest of the night. his breathing calm and his mind calmer. he never let go of fuast during the night. slowly the morning came and the sun rose. he wouldnt wake till the sun was warm on his face. he whimpers as his eyes open. his eyes look up to faust face and he takes a deep breath.. the king sits up and groans at the soreness in his body..

6:49 AM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust awoke long before Lev did, but he didn't try and untangle himself from the other, nor did he open his eyes. The door was still locked, he reminded himself when he felt the tendrils of anxiety rise in his stomach to snare at his lungs. With the way Lev had fallen back asleep, he had a feeling that the other male often had nightmares. Which wasn't all that surprising, considering who he was. When the sun danced along his black lashes and set into the depths of his blue black hair, he slowly, ever so slowly, opened his mismatched eyes to a blurred view of Lev, whimpering as his own eyes adjusted and he took a deep breath. The King sat up, but Faust did not follow. Technically, he needed to have been out on patrol two hours ago. But... considering he'd been given a direct order from the King to stay... that far outweighed the repercussions elsewhere. So, he closed his eyes and exhaled long, breathing in the scent that Lev had left behind on the pillow next to him. @Blue Beetle

Lev looks at the other and smiles as he leans back down and kisses the other forehead before moving to the edge of the bed. He takes a deep breath as he stand but immediately falls back and holds his sides. They were so sore. He sighs and looks over to Faust and kisses his hand then his arm. “Help me up yeah?” He smiles and as he tilts his head. The king looked calm but still tired. He needed to get up and dressed for he had a meeting with his advisors for them north and south. “Faust we have a big day..”

1:19 PM

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Faust shivered as he was kissed on the forehead, but refused to move and open his eyes. He had not slept this soundly since before he had come to the capital. A moment after Lev had fallen back to the sheets, his hand reached and caught Faust's before his lips pressed against the flesh there and he was kissed on his hand and then his arm. Now his eyes opened slightly, adjusting to the light more easily this time. At the request and explanation, Faust moved reluctantly, albeit obediently. His scarred and tanned frame slid from the sheets and he extended a hand to help the other male from where he was seated. @Blue Beetle

Lev stands and groans softly. “Go eat. I will be fine. I will meet you in the hall..” he smiles before pull Faust into a kiss. He sighs and leans into the others frame. His body hidden from the rest of the world. He kiss him once more before moving to the bathroom and starts to get ready for the day. He would get dressed in a simple outfit and does his hair. He slips on his shoes before leaving his room and looking for Faust.

1:40 PM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

With the King giving him his leave, Faust began dressing himself, adjusting his armor back on before he grabbed his sword and unlatched the door and strode out, eyes unreadable, refusing to give away any of his emotions to any of those he passed by in the halls. He ignored the looks he got from one of the guards who no doubt knew exactly what had been going on behind those closed doors, and kept walking forward. Eating wasn't that big of a deal for Faust. He wasn't entirely hungry, to begin with. So he grabbed something small before making his way to the grand hall once more, ignoring even more eyes on him. @Blue Beetle

Lev had gotten dressed and is waiting for the other. His eyes looking at a painting of his late mother. He sighs as he just stands they giving and moment to his mother. He looks at the door as it open and says “ah Faust. Thank yoy for joing me. I have a meeting with my advisors so come on.” The king turns to walk toward a smaller tea room that they would be having the meeting in. “After this meeting I want you to go to the courtyard and help test some of the new soilders.”

8:36 AM

@𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖟𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

Faust didn't expect that Lev would beat him to the meeting. His mismatched eyes widened in surprise and he bowed instantly in response to his leige's words, welcoming him in to the other small room that they were going to be meeting in. The knight took his place on the males right and swallowed back his nerves before steeling his face once again. "If that is what you wish, my King." @Blue Beetle