Cecil Leon Miles is the prince in Malina, a town on the outskirts of London. He is going undercover so that he can go to school in a bigger part of town. He takes two guards, Brandon Carter Christensen and Mia Nicole Christensen. He has had growing feelings for the slightly older guard, Brandon, since they were children, being 6 and 7 at the time. They are now 17 and 18 and Cecil still hasn't told Brandon how he feels. The thing is, Brandon feels the same way. Mia does not know about anything that is happening with them, and she tries to keep Brandon as professional as possible.
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"Prince Cecil, are you ready to go?"
I look up from my sketchbook and see both of my guards, Brandon and Mia Christensen at my door. I look at Brandon as he stands straight and keeps his eyes on the floor. I look back down at my sketch as Brandon glances up at me through his lashes.
"Yes, Mia. I am ready. But my school things need to go to the car."
"I will take that for you, then. Stay here with the prince, Brandon."
Mia takes my bag and goes to the car that is waiting for us. As soon as she is out of sight, Brandon walks over to my desk and slouches on the edge of it.
"Thank god. So~ How ya been?"
"Bored. Since you've been my guard, I don't really have anyone to talk to or mess around with."
"Ce-Ce, I'll always be here if you want to talk. As your guard, as your friend, whatever you want me to be."
"Yeah. I just miss you so much."
"I know, and I miss you too."
I stand up and wrap my arms around his torso, burying my face in his neck. I feel him tense up for a second and his pulse quickens. After a few seconds, he wraps his arms around my waist and lays his chin on top of my head.
"Hey Cecil?"
"Yeah, Brandon?"
"What's your sexuality?" I tense up, him obviously noticing it. "Sorry if that was sudden. We just never talk anymore and I don't hear much about you. I just know that you always argue with your parents because you don't want to be wed to a girl."
"I guess it would be getting around eventually."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm gay. That's why I refuse to marry a princess, I'd rather marry a prince, or any guy really. But I guess it would be kind of hard when I love somebody already."
I feel Brandon's whole body shift and his head moves off of mine.
"Oh yeah? And who do you love?"
"You'll find out eventually. But I hear your sister coming."
Brandon and I separate and he goes over to the door and stands straight. I gather all of my art supplies and put them into a little leather bag, and grabbing my favorite hoodie. I stand up from my desk as Mia walks in and she stands by Brandon.
"The car is waiting for us, Prince Cecil."
I follow Mia and Brandon follows behind me. We get to the car and Mia sits in the passenger seat and Brandon and I sit in the back. As we get to the denser part of the city, people start to gather on the sidewalks to watch as a royal limo goes past them. We pull up to a nice house and the car stops. Brandon gets out and helps me out.
"This place is beautiful!"
"Not near as pretty as the castle," Brandon says.
"I love it. I always feel lonely at the castle."
"Well, now you won't."
"Can we get a puppy!?"
"If that is something that the prince wants, that is what the prince will get," Mia says as she takes my bags out of the trunk. "Brandon, come help me with our things while Prince Cecil looks around the house."272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡByik2knHu2
I watch Brandon walk around the car and I sigh with a frown. I hope that we can spend more time together while we are here. I think to myself. I walk into the house and look around, seeing a big living room with a door to a large kitchen on my right and a staircase straight ahead of me. I walk up the stairs and look around the rooms, only seeing two. One is larger than the other and has two beds and grey walls. I walk in and sit on one of the beds, looking at the amazing view through the window.
"What's wrong, Prince?"
I look over and see Mia at the door with three of my bags.
"I don't know."272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL3Brf1wqTp
"Come on. You can tell me anything."
"It's just, I miss my best friend and I never get to see him because he's too busy being my guard to be my friend."
"But he needs to stay professional."
"Mia. I know that you're trying to keep our relationship professional, but I want my best friend back. Please, I'm begging you. Don't force him to be my guard, just for a little bit, let him be my friend."
"Yes your highness."
She sets my bags down and bows, walking out to get the rest. Brandon walks in and fist bumps me with a smile.
"Thanks for doing that, man. I never thought you'd have the balls to stand up to my sister like that."
"Yeah, me neither. You're sister can be really scary sometimes."
"Try being related to her," he says with a chuckle.
"I wouldn't be able to do that. You're sleeping in here, right?"
"If you want me to."
I nod my head with a bright smile and wide eyes, making him laugh.
"Alright. Well I need to help Mia finish unpacking."
Brandon walks out of the room and goes down the stairs. The next time he comes up, he is missing his royal guard jacket and only has his white button-up on. I watch as he lays the bags down, his muscles moving perfectly and his butt facing me.
"Hurry up. I want to talk."
Brandon looks back at me and nods, sending me a quick smile as I flop on my stomach on the bed. When he walks in again, he is missing any and all upper body clothing. I watch his muscles contrast as he lays the bags down and feel my little friend stir a little. He looks back at me and sits on the bed beside me.
"Alright, we're done. What did you want to talk about?"
"We haven't talked much in so long. I just want to know more about who you are now."272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx2QJljEM1n
"What kinds of things?"
"Favorite color?"
"Black. You?"
"Pink! What do you look for in a partner?"
"That's kind of deep. I like my partners to be small and cute, but can still put me in my place and dominate me if needed. How about you?"
"I guess I like bad boys, like the ones I read about in romance stories. But what do you mean by they can dominate you if needed?"
"I mean, that if I misbehave in any way, they would be able to beat me or fuck me until they deem fit." I look at him with confusion evident on my face and he sighs. "I'm gay, Cecil."
"Wow. I always thought you'd be the straight one of us."
"I've always been a little gay for a certain guy," he says as he looks down at my butt a little too obviously. I roll my eyes and cover my butt with the blankets.
"What time is it?"
"6:30 p.m."
"We should probably get some sleep."
"No. Let's stay up for a while. We still have to eat dinner anyways."
"You and I both know that neither you nor your sister can cook."
"And that's why we have you in the house," Brandon says with a smirk.
"Fuck you, Brandon."
"Oh, yes~ Fuck me~"
I feel my face heat up and he busts up laughing, standing up from the bed. He pats my head and grabs a t-shirt from one of his bags, slipping it on.
"Jerk," I grumble.
"Come on~ You know I was joking." I look away from him and pout. I hear him come up behind me and feel his weight press down on both sides of me. "Is that what the problem is? That I was joking?" He makes me look into his eyes and I feel his breath fanning against my skin.
"G-Get off of me. We are friends, but that is still an order."
Brandon gets off of me and walks to the door.272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc89JbiajYs
"Just come downstairs. Mia ordered pizza."
I watch Brandon walk out of room and I finally get up, looking down at my 'little' problem. I sigh and go to the bathroom that is attached to the room and pull my pants down. I make sure the door is locked before I slowly run my hand from the base to the tip and back, letting out a shaky breath.
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I go back up the stairs after waiting ten minutes for Cecil. I walk into the bedroom and don't see him anywhere, but the bathroom door is closed. I walk up to the door and hear quiet panting.
"Nah~"
I put my ear to the door and hear his panting and moaning more clearly.
"Fuck~ Why him? Why did I have to fall for someone that I can't have? He's supposed to be a commoner and me royalty, we will never be together."
I listen in as Cecil continues to pant and moan. I hear his panting get louder and all of the sudden, he groans. I hear the sink running and soon after, the door opens.
"B-Brandon!? How long have you been standing there?" He asks nervously.
"Long enough," I reply with a little bit of hospitality in my voice. I turn around and walk to the bedroom door. "Pizza's here."
I walk out and go downstairs for food. After a few minutes, Cecil walks into the room and I go back up to the bedroom, bumping his shoulder.
Cecil
'Did I do something to hurt him? Why is he avoiding me?'
I grab my shoulder, the force of his hit hurting slightly. I turn and watch as he walks up the stairs to our room. I saunter over to the table and take a piece of pizza from the box, taking a bite of it.
"Is something the matter, Prince?"
"I'm fine, Mia. I'm just not very hungry."
She nods her head, standing straight in the corner of the bedroom. I finish off my slice of pizza and go upstairs, seeing that all of the lights but the bathroom and the lamp between our beds. I walk to the bathroom and brush my teeth and hair. I grab some clothes from a bag and walk back into the bathroom to take a shower, leaving the door cracked. I finish taking a hot shower and get out and get dressed. I go into the bedroom and see Brandon facing away from me, the opposite way he was when I came in here.
"You're awake, aren't you?"
The sheets rustle and he looks up at the ceiling with a deep frown.
"What do you want?"
"Are you mad at me?" I ask with sadness in my voice. He finally looks at me and his eyebrows furrow before he turns away again and covers up more with the blanket. I frown and lay down on my bed, turning off the lamp and feeling a tear slip from my eye as I slowly fall asleep, knowing that Brandon is upset with me for some reason.272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7TMpDOw9QJ
