Present...

The appellation caused him to stiffen. His face took on a disdainful look and his lips curled back with scorn.

"You love nobody else but yourself," He remarked, unphased.

"You are utterly mistaken," I said, reading his expression steadily.

He doesn't believe in love. Or in this case, my affections for him despite me being stern with him.

"Don't give me that crap." He snarled, "You don't give a flying fuck about my wellbeing. I bet your only motive is to take my child away from me when it's born. Well, let me tell you--oomph!"

My lips crashed with his in a breath-stealing kiss, rendering him speechless but for his moans that drowned down my throat.

I cupped his head and deepened the kiss, infiltrating his warm mouth with my tongue. He sucked on it and melted in my arms, responding to the kiss so passionately. Our tongues twirled and our lips locked, pecking ever so often between the tangling of our tongues, eventually drawing out a string of saliva when we parted.

His cheeks were flushed and his breathing erratic as hs stared at me with desire coursing through his eyes.

"I will show you that I truly care for you and not just our unborn child." I declared, stroking his soft hair. "You must trust me. I won't hurt you, Asche, you're precious to me."

He bit his bottom lip and averted his eyes to the window, staring at the never-ending ocean outside. It reflected in his eyes that were filled with distrust and sorrow.

What happened to him that made him so cold and uncaring? He's too young to be holding such malevolence in his heart and selling his body so candidly. I'm sure he's well educated, so why resort to it?

No matter, all of that ends today. He will have no need to flaunt himself or struggle to make ends meet. As long as I'm here, he'll have no worries.

"I don't believe you," He turned to face me, "All you've shown me is infatuation and I'm certain you're misunderstanding it for love. When you're done fucking me and this child is born, you'll change."

"I will not," I denied, hurt that he'd think so lowly of me. "You are the missing piece that I've been searching for for so long. Many others couldn't grant me what you've blessed me with."

He narrowed his eyes at me, "A baby, right? My point exactly."

"Asche you must understand...you are my fated mate," I explained desperately, caressing his cheek. "You complete me. I--I know I've frightened you by my strange behavior but it's a phase, that is how my other half reacts when it's found someone it adores. It becomes obsessed."

"It?" He quirked a brow. "And what about this other half that you're speaking of? I'm confused. What are you?"

I sighed and my mouth thinned. "I'll explain everything that you want to know if you come with me. I won't keep you caged, you'll be free to do whatever you want. However, it is my duty to keep you safe. Within your body is the heir to my race, a--a prince."

His brows went up and he gasped. "Prince? Are you--are you a king in hiding?"

"No, no." I shook my head. "Well, not precisely. I am a king, but not of this land. I sought refuge on earth after..." I snapped my lips shut, clenching my teeth.

Should I tell him the truth? Is it safe? Will he even believe me?

Maybe this is not the right time.

"After what?" He was leaning closer to me, intrigued.

"That's enough excitement for the day. You need to rest. Falcon has all of your belongings gathered for our departure." I gently pressed him back down into the heap of pillows.

"I didn't agree to come with you," He said with defiance shining in his eyes.

"Don't you want to know about my lineage?" I asked with an amused grin.

He pouted and crossed his arms, obviously feeling conflicted. "You're despicable."

I tipped my head back and laughed, loving this side of him. "So that's a yes?"

"What do you think?" He said, begrudgingly.

A broader smile peeled on my lips and I kissed him tenderly. "Thank you."

"You're not welcome," He retorted saucily and turned away with heated cheeks.

I left him to catch a few hours of sleep and slipped into the hallway, walking into the living room where Stephon, Falcon, and Kirk sat.

Kirk stood up immediately as I stepped in. "Is he alright?"

I nodded and took a seat in the chair kitty-corner to the love seat where Stephon and Falcon sat.

"Can I go in and talk to him?" Stephon's tone was hopeful.

"I'm afraid that won't be possible. He's asleep." I gently declined.

"But I haven't seen him in a while, I need to apologize to him!" He protested.

Falcon placed a calming hand on his husband's shoulder. "Baby, Asche has been through so much for the day. Tomorrow may be more suitable to see him. Besides, I promised you a full-body buffet of fruits and chocolate, remember?"

Stephon's eyes lit up with excitement and desire. "Oh no, I haven't forgotten." He grinned sliding a hand across Falcon's confined cock.

I groaned and shook my head. Kirk stared, unblinking at the love-struck couple.

"Falcon can you not flaunt your perversions in front of others? Your licentiousness becomes you." I said, exasperatingly.

"You should not be the one talking about licentiousness. You paid a prostitute just for a one night fuck. A prostitute whom you stalked for weeks. Also, a prostitute who I'm sure sucked your cock into flaccidity. Shit, he even ended up pregnant. I wonder how long you fucked to cause that." He said in amusement.

"Falcon," I chastised, embarrassed.

Kirk smiled, enjoying my embarrassment, then he added fuel to the fire, "I recalled you both approaching me for that matter."

"Indeed," Falcon agreed with a grin.

"I'm done with you both." I threw my hands up and got up from the chair, exiting the room.

"Maybe another grand will secure a quick fuck to ease your tension!" Falcon said jeeringly at my retreating figure.

What an idiot, I thought with a smile.

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A/N: This is a short story so it will be fast-paced.