The troops of prince luscious

In Bugland

His royal majesty prince luscious was already dressed up in war suit...was he really going to find the princess?...how did it turn into war? what really was going on in his head? was he that scared that a princess single handedly can defeat him? but this majesty was hell-bent...he marched with his troops through the desert... leaving bugland in the rulership of one of his nobles.....he wasn't in search of the land of fantasy anymore..he wasn't in search of answers... knowing that the lord supreme...lord Allen might only speak in riddles again...but taking the riddle into consideration...he has to somehow mime Natasha's powers into his....the princess wouldn't allow this so he had to fight her...he had to take control of everything around him.

he'd heard rumors of the relationship between the lord and lady...king Philip and queen Monica....this duo that ruled Mariposa...how the wife seemed to have the upper hand and he was in no mood to let this happen in his time... Natasha most had taken from her mother ...he thought...but he was going to break her and bring her down to his level....no! far lower than him....he's going to make her look like a mere servant at his command...yes! that's what she deserved...

as they continued marching east in the desert...the sun soon became weary and retreated to sleep while the moon replaced it ..but it was a cloudy night...there were no stars up there and the moonlight was dim...the moon was partially covered by the clouds....the troop scouch down into the cool desert sand and soon pitched as many tents that was enough for them.....they lit a camp fire and circled around it.

His royal majesty prince luscious was rather distant in thoughts...he walked a distance away and climbed a hill formed by the desert sand and there he just stared into space... completely lost. .. memwell who'd noticed this walked up to him....he slowly crept his fingers through luscious' back in a caress till he reached his shoulder...he pulled closer and placed a soft kiss on his shoulder... luscious didn't declined... instead he slightly moved his head sidewards to bring his nape into view and memwell kissed him there.... memwell's hands closely caressed his side and he was hugging him from behind...his hands reached luscious' chest and they kept moving.... luscious turned to him and sighed....he held up memwell's hands and placed a soft kiss on them

"oh memwell....you give me peace" his was saying...his voice hoarse and he took a step closer to him and pulled him into a hug....his hands moved on roughly but slow enough to create that satisfying sensation....but instead memwell took a step backwards and looked him in the eye...his eyes were soft and full of questions ..but luscious was so drowned that he had to place a kiss on memwell's lips ...he kissed him gentle first...but as the heat between them burned up...the kiss became intense and their tongues started playing tag...the duo couldn't contain the pleasure they were drowned in as heavy moans escaped from their kisses ... memwell held on to luscious'face and pulled him deeper into the kiss while luscious was busy caressing every nook and cranny of this slave now a common man.

memwell pulled off to take a quick breath but as he panted like he'd just been involved in a one hundred meters race....his plight soon registered in his head again....he stared at luscious.... luscious who was also breathing heavily stared back at go...his eyes were burning with pleasure and desire but he was waiting for his mate to relax and make the next move again... memwell was good at that...he pulled memwell in and their lower body touched....he was already Damm hard that he pushed into memwell... and his hotdog cock twitched...it was his turn to kiss memwell all over...but immediately he placed the first kiss... memwell pulled himself away from his grip.

a confused expression immediately was registered in luscious'face and he narrowed his brow... wasn't this what memwell wanted? why does he suddenly look thrown back?why was he retreating?... .. memwell took another step backwards and turned to leave but before he could take another.... luscious grip circled around his wrist and pulled him back... making the man lean against his chest... luscious had began to exude that dominating aura of his that memwell shivered in fright under his grip.... luscious eyes were burning rage. he didn't like the fact that memwell had turned him on and for some reasons best known to him he wanted to walk away...did he actually think because he'd given him a post... freeing him from bondage meant he had an edge to him? hun! he most be joking.... but he too was curious to know what had ignited this attitude....as his dagger eyes pierced through memwell... memwell was compelled to let the cat out of the bag

"it was just a thought your majesty..."he started with a defense...he could no longer meet the prince's glares..."I ..I .."he stammered...scared like he was short of words .... like he didn't know if it was fine or what words to use to coax this prince to turn this atmosphere from heavy to light...he tried to turn back to the troop that were chatting and having fun and he wished he could have sat with them rather than come here ...to this prince...!....

"speak!" luscious was almost thundering but he pressed it down...but the fierceness in the tone made memwell tremble under his grip...

"I...I.."he swallowed hard .. knowing he couldn't possibly lie he had to tell the truth..."your majesty...I ...I. wan..want.. wanted to know why we had to take a troop in search of the princess"he finally found the balls and Gave in... luscious let his grip loosen... like he'd expected that question... he pulled backwards and pushed memwell backwards too

"that's my business mem...mind yours! I didn't free you so you could Interfere in my matters..."was the response luscious gave still not dropping that aura of his... memwell wasn't satisfied...he bit his lower lip and stole a glaze at him...he bowed and was about to leave but he halted and stayed rooted in his position

"your majesty?...do I satisfy you on bed?"was memwell's next question....

luscious"....."

really? why did he suddenly change the topic? and to this? oh Lord Allen! what are these slaves turning into? was he really that confident of himself? he's still my subject ..I'm not going to give him the answer he wants...

"no!"was the response he gave

memwell"..."

he stared at luscious for awhile to see if the prince had lied but the prince didn't give out any expression..... memwell retired his gaze to the earth...he was frustrated...he thought that must be why...why this prince had taken the troop to find the princess...was it for absolute sexual satisfaction? he didn't look like he loved the princess anyway....a sudden light lit in his eyes and he looked up at luscious again

"your majesty....if I could give you an increased pleasure in a week... would you grant me one request?... it's going to be big... and I promise... before the moon brings in another month ...I'd make sure I give you pleasure to the moon and back"

luscious"..."

was he determined? that look in his eyes.... glittering like an exited toddler.... really? was he swearing this? and what was it that he said? he wanted something in return? but that vow that this man had said .. pleasuring him to the moon and back? that heated him up....he immediately pulled memwell back into a deep harsh kiss and pushed his clothes off...in no time... although he wasn't good in speed but they'd passed the troop sitting around the camp fire without them noticing a thing...not like they were hiding...but they were naked