“Please,” he begged.
“That’s not the truth.”
“I don’t know anything. Maybe your cock in my ass would help me remember.”
Prince Jaki sighed and let up on the edge. Lumi twitched as the point ran down his ass and scraped the back of his balls. Would the Prince nick him there too? His heart thudded, but the cold steel moved away.
Considering it was being done in private, and Lumi wasn’t being tortured in prison, Prince Jaki might not want to do anything too severe that would draw questions and attention. Maybe he was afraid to bring in the court physician who would wonder.
His suspicions, whatever they were, must have been secret, and he likely didn’t know enough to involve the King or anyone else. He’d need proof, and he must not have it. Why else let Lumi loose?
All of that worked in his favor as long as he continued playing dumb.
Besides, he’d never gotten so much attention from the Prince. Why not enjoy it and try to direct things to what he’d wanted for the past three years?
Prince Jaki stood, and his gaze was like knives as Lumi lay on the floor, still and compliant as if this were all a game to him. “Maybe I should put you in prison and have it tortured out of you. I imagine you’ll sing like a bird after a little time on the rack.”
Lumi got to his knees and kept his head bowed as he scooted closer to clutch at Prince Jaki’s boots like a hopeless supplicant. “I swear, I don’t know anything, Your Majesty. Let me prove my loyalty.” He stuck his ass up again.
“I’m not playing games, Lumi,” whispered Prince Jaki. "Do you know what all they’d do to you in prison?"
“I know, but I don’t know anything. I swear it.”
“Maybe I should leave you to freeze to death outside. That’d be fitting, and a lot faster.”
What a lie. Even a Prince couldn’t get away with blatant murder. Not for long anyway, and he surely didn’t want the whole court to know anything. The King would also be forced to act, but Lumi whimpered as if he believed it.
“Please, have mercy, Your Majesty. I’ll do anything.”
“Lie on your back.”
Lumi obeyed. As he looked up, he let a smile flash on his face as if this were truly for rough fun, and he was enjoying it. A couple of courtiers had played interrogation with him before, and it was a game he enjoyed.
Prince Jaki’s face tightened at the smile, and Lumi let it linger as he spread his legs. His cock stuck up like a post, and pre-cum oozed from the tip when Prince Jaki planted his leather boot on Lumi’s chest. With Lumi’s good view from the floor, it was hard to miss the burgeoning arousal in the Prince’s trousers.
Of course. No matter how much Prince Jaki refused and denied him, his wants were clear. He’d desired Lumi from the start while they danced around each other at court.
“I absolutely hate you,” Prince Jaki suddenly snarled as the tightness was replaced with fury. His tail lashed back and forth. “I should fucking kill you and be done with it.”
Lumi spread his arms and remained pliant. “I’m sorry to have displeased you, Your Majesty. I would tell you anything if I knew-”
“Shut up.”
Lumi closed his mouth as Prince Jaki put a little pressure on his chest. His heart pounded as the tension grew so thick, he knew something would have to snap.
Prince Jaki bared his fangs and glared at Lumi who stared back with glazed eyes. Dear Elira, his ass needed to be stuffed, and the very thought of the Prince fucking him made more slickform to lubricate his passage and ease the muscles. Pre-cum dribbled down the side of his shaft.
“I want you,” he whispered as if he’d forgotten the “game” and couldn’t wait to get to the railing part. “I need you to fuck me. I need your cock in my ass now.”
Prince Jaki’s ears flattening was the only warning. The pressure from the boot vanished.
“You fucking bastard,” snarled Prince Jaki.
Lumi barely had the presence of mind to keep acting as he was flipped over, and his right arm was twisted behind his back. The weight he’d craved before became real as the Prince straddled him and fumbled with his trousers. Lumi moved his tail to the side.
“Your Majesty-please don’t hurt me.”
“Shut up.”
