What could a humble peasant offer a lofty, but dour, crown prince? Many years ago, in a kingdom far away, there lived a young prince. This prince was very handsome, and everybody in the kingdom loved him. The prince, being a good man, responded in kind and treated everybody fairly. But, much to his father’s confusion and his mother’s disappointment, there was one thing the prince would never do -- smile. Finally, unable to tolerate his son’s dour expression any longer, the king sent out a decree. He dispatched messengers to every corner of his country, and runners to all the neighboring kingdoms. The first person to make his hard-faced child smile would earn the right to marry him. Unfortunately for the king, things did not go as planned.

The Prince Who Never Smiled

Dexter didn’t care what it was, as long as the hard kisses didn’t stop. “Yes?”


He smoothed his hand down Dexter’s spine, sliding under the water to cup his ass. Leo pulled at the flesh, his fingertip seeking out Dexter’s entrance. “I want to be inside of you.”


Dexter lifted his head. “I don’t know if…I don’t know if I can.”


Leo sounded more concerned than demanding, but Dexter still felt uncomfortably shy. “Because it…it could hurt.”


“I know you wouldn’t…not on purpose. But still…that’s…” Dexter floundered, afraid that he could offer no explanation that would satisfy Leo. If Leo wanted to do it, Dexter couldn’t stop him. And there was always the reminder in the back of his head that he couldn’t legally, or morally, deny Leo anything. Not to mention physically and emotionally.


“I want you to feel good. That’s what I want. Can I try something?”


Chapter 17