Water pricked at the corners of his eyes as Hassan shuddered. His throat itched each time he tried to say something and his mouth felt much too dry to form the necessary words. Fingers weakly attempted to clutch at sheets to no avail while Hassan's聽arms and legs sprawled numbly聽across the bed. The unsatiated heat in the pit of his stomach made him sweat and only seemed to worsen as he lay there.
He had been left there for nearly an hour, untouched, while Cairo watched him like he was the most interesting thing in the world.聽
"You seem to be struggling, " he mused as he carded his fingers through damp tresses, "and I'm no monster, Prince Hassan." Cairo slowly tilted the other's head towards him before running his thumb along the man's bottom lip. "I can provide assistance but-" His traced a finger down his chest. "-you'll have to beg for it."
The聽thick, intoxicating聽smell of sweet smoke continued to leave Hassan's thoughts jumbled.'...b-beg...?'
Cairo watched amused as the other royal opened his mouth. Labored breaths were what he received before two聽fingers pressed along his tongue. A bit of pressure had a steady stream of drool running down the corner of his mouth to which Cairo's amusement grew.
"Would you like me to help you?" He observed the mess he was making of Hassan before letting him catch a whiff of air. "C'mon and beg, Hassan. You'll feel much better afterwards." Grabbing his face as he heard a whine, Cairo tilted the prince's head before letting him struggle amongst the sheets. "If you can't do it, I suppose I should make sure Jasmine doesn't have as much as you." Cairo chuckled at the idea of it. "Then again, it might be entertaining to see if she'd be a bigger mess."
'J-J...Jasmine...' Hassan huffed as he gradually sat up, arms shaking beneath him.聽'n...n....'
"What is it, Hassan?" he inquired as said person rubbed their legs together.聽聽Shaky hands tightened before Hassan wheezed, sweat running down his face. "What do you want? I won't know if you don't tell me."
Lowering his head as a wave of heat radiated from his stomach, Hassan slowly sank back down聽onto the bed. When it became too much, he whimpered as he held out his arms to embrace Cairo. Pulling him down when he complied with the silent request, Hassan caved from being petted prior to having his neck exposed. Content by the kiss placed there, he allowed the others all too willingly until they came to a halt.
"I seem to be interrupting something."
Cairo glanced over at the newcomer. "The sultan's vizier, Jafar, right?"
Aforementioned simply proceeded towards the pair before taking a detour to pull aside the curtains at the balcony entrance. Fanning聽away some of the smoke, Jafar watched as Cairo maneuvered Hassan onto his back. He eyed the visitor聽critically then the聽room, whilst toying with his goatee prior to his attention falling onto the golden cup that had been strewn aside. Retrieving the item, Jafar ran his finger along the edge of the container before rubbing his fingers together. His focus then went to the bottle before he sniffed at the contents.
"You've been drinking."聽
Cairo shrugged somewhat casually. "He had a bit too much."
"I see..." the older gentlemen drawled before licking his finger to taste. His eyes then narrowed on Cairo soon after. "What game are you playing at?聽How much of this did he have?"
"I'm not sure I understand what you mean," Cairo replied.聽
"The ingredients used in this are not even available here in Agrabah! These are illegal." He then sneered as he glanced at the black leopard who had yet to move since his arrival. "You even drugged his pet."
"I'm not sure I understand wh-."
"Do not play coy with me,聽boy," Jafar growled as he walked towards the bed.
He stopped when Cairo pulled Hassan up to lean against him.聽"Fine; you caught me." He tilted the prince of Agrabah's聽head upwards to show the small marks on his neck before letting his head fall onto his shoulder as he slipped two fingers back into his mouth. "I'm not really into sharing but, since you are here, why not help me out?"
"What are you insinuating?"
Cairo smirked as he slowly massaged his free hand down Hassan's chest, watching him rub his legs together as he聽trembled. His skin was flushed and sweaty while drool continued to run down the corners of his mouth. Glazed over eyes gradually opened though Jafar was sure Hassan wasn't really looking at him.
He wasn't sure if the prince could even hear them in this state.聽
"He's much more docile compared to earlier, isn't he?"
"Is all of this because you lost your duel before the sultan?" Cairo narrowed his eyes before Jafar scrubbed a hand down his face. "Please do not tell me you are willing to throw both your and our kingdoms into a war over something as trivial as your pride,聽Prince Cairo." Cairo's attention fell upon Hassan once more as he groaned softly. "If I call for聽the guards, you'll be thrown from the palace."
"If you call the guards, they will see your prince in such a state. Could you imagine the scandal?" He lay Prince Hassan down before聽smirking as the prince tried reaching for him once more. "You wouldn't want rumors spreading about the royal family, would you? What would that mean for the sultan's vizier?"聽聽
"My position is of none of your concern." Jafar walked towards the bed before leaning in close to the cocky prince. "However, let me make this clear, if I call for the guards, your聽pride聽is not the only thing you're going to have to worry about. The incitement of war, use of illegal substances, and the endangerment of the royal family will cause your scandal聽to pale in comparison. The threat you're dangling in front of me is rather insignificant in the grand scheme of things. So,聽Prince Cairo, I recommend you leave. Now."
Finding the man's expression nearly unreadable, Cairo grudgingly got off the bed before looking at Hassan then over at Jafar as he made his way out the door. Waiting several moments to ensure the other did not return, Jafar spared Hassan a glance before heading for the exit.
"J...ar..."
The older man simply closed and locked the door before making his way over as he rolled up his sleeves. "Prince Hassan." He watched the prince聽as he tried to reach out to him. "You must be in pain." He listened to the other struggle to speak. "Hassan, I need you to trust me," Jafar instructed as he brushed the prince's hair back. Hassan's gaze then drifted towards him as he shuddered. "I'll take care of you."聽
A rough tongue ran across the young man's cheek to rouse him from his sleep.
"Prince Hassan." Said person opened his eyes to stare at the ceiling before his gaze shifted to see Jafar opening the balcony curtains to let in the sunlight. "Do you remember anything?"
Sitting up slowly, Hassan mulled through fuzzy thoughts before shrinking back violently when Jafar offered him a cup. Being informed that it was merely water, the prince took the drink, hesitant albeit, before setting it in his lap. Watching as the thing shook in his grasp, nearly spilling over completely, Hassan placed it on the stand nearby.
His face flushed at the recollection of being heavily petted聽before hiding beneath the blankets. The bed then dipped at the tremendous weight making Hassan peer out to see Kava staring at him quite concerned before he used his head to nuzzle the prince. When Jafar stepped forward, Kava's hackles raised defensively as Hassan shrank back once more. When the older man did not move, the prince slowly stroked his companion and signaled him to get off the bed.
"J..." He touched his throat before being instructed to drink the water. Once he was done, he looked at his father's vizier to see him rolling down his sleeves. "W-what happened?"
Jafar scowled as he stroked his goatee. "And here I thought you'd remember given your previous reactions."聽
Hassan averted his gaze. "I... remember s-some things."
"If you can't do it, I suppose I should make sure Jasmine doesn't have as much as you." Cairo chuckled at the idea of it. "Then again, it might be entertaining to see if she'd be a bigger mess."
He threw off his blankets before clutching the nightstand as his legs nearly gave way beneath him. "Jasmine!"
Jafar raised an eyebrow before carefully sitting Hassan down. "Your sister is well and not in any immediate danger." The prince physically relaxed.聽 "If that was your largest concern then I will go over the more important lesson of last night."
"Do聽not聽partake in foods or beverages not provided by the palace chef and attendants."
"It was a little wine," he countered, "and he called me a lightweight."
Jafar scrubbed a hand down his face as he eyed the sullen man before him. He eyed the small blemishes on his neck and chest before eyeing the nip mark at the corner of his mouth. Reaching out slowly, he watched Hassan flinch before grabbing his face.
His excuse was invalid considering his current appearance.
Even more so given his position.
"I'm not sure what it is about your聽pride聽that makes you do such idiotic things but there is a reason you have food tasters. It is to avoid situations like this!"
"I-"
"Failed to realize that you were drugged over something so trivial," Jafar chided as he pushed Hassan onto his back. "That wine had a sedative in it that is not available in Agrabah, Prince Hassan, so there is no viable antidote for such a thing.聽聽The fact that you drank so much of it, it's a wonder you were still conscious, albeit in an altered state of mind." He dragged his thumb聽over the small bite mark at the corner of Hassan's聽mouth. "Same for the incense he was burning. It's not something available in your kingdom and works in tandem with that drink as an aphrodisiac. That overbearing thick, sweet smell of smoke is designed to remove all reason and you let him聽burn聽such a thing in your room! Honestly, it was quite tedious聽getting both drugs out of your system after you were exposed to so much of it. You should hope not to experience any ill side effects."
Kava gave a low growl in warning making Jafar look at the leopard to see its ears drawing back. Glancing at Hassan to see him shaking like a leaf, Jafar removed his hand before taking a step away from the heir. Retreating a few more paces as Kava maneuvered defensively to shield its owner, Jafar turned to leave.
"Jafar... h-how did you...?" Hassan rubbed at the back of his neck nervously. "...did we...um..."
Jafar spared the prince a glance before heading to the door. "I have already informed your attendants that you were not well so no one should disturb you. I recommend you utilize this time to rest."
"But Jas-"
"No harm will come to your sister," Jafar stated. " In the meantime, I recommend resting. I will be back later to discuss matters with you further on this situation."
Getting to his feet as the man went to leave, Hassan bit his tongue as he sat back down. His mind raced with fragmented memories before recalling olive-colored eyes watching him intently. The recollection caused him to tremble almost violently before Kava nudging his hand reminded him that he was alright; he was safe.
Toying with his friend's ears, Hassan rose to his feet after several minutes before making his way towards his bathing chambers. Excusing the attendant that had been surprised to see the heir, Hassan disrobed and set out to washing himself before coming聽across several marks. Scrubbing his skin even harder, he eventually gave up when he only succeeded in reddening聽the areas. Seeing how the marks stood out even more afterwards, the prince scratched at them before stopping as soap stung the fresh injuries.
Moving from the bath, he passed by the mirror before stopping to stare at his reflection. He combed his fingers through damp hair, pushing it from his face before touching the hickey left on his pulse point. HIs face darkened as he looked down,聽bringing his hand up to scratch at it.
"B...bastard..."
"However, that does not mean that we cannot聽get closer with one another."
The lingering feeling聽of fingers along his chest had Hassan glancing at the mirror to see Prince Cairo's hand tracing planes of muscle. Shifting his gaze to see him smirking, even leaning in to place another hickey, Hassan threw the brush into the glass, shattering it to pieces before sinking聽to the floor. He remained there until he felt something heavy lean against his side. When it continued to add more weight, Hassan shifted before shoving Kava when his rough tongue laved over the newly inflicted scratches.
Nuzzling the man rather than leaving, Kava flopped down in front of his friend with an audible huff. Issuing a low growl as the prince remained in place, the leopard carefully nudged at the man until he managed to get him to his feet. Following after Hassan, he sat at the foot of his bed as he watched the man get dress.聽He finally sat at his feet to have his ears stroked, purring all the while, though it was soon apparent that Hassan was just going through the motions.
A knock sounded in the quiet room before Jafar entered after no response. He was greeted by untouched food sitting on the table before brushing aside a few entry curtains to see Kava lifting his head from his tufted pillow. His ears swiveled somewhat as Jafar made his way into the room before turning towards the darker corner of the room.
It had been nearly four days since the vizier had last seen any sign of Prince Hassan. He had arrived simply because it was now in circulation that the prince was truly unwell as meals had continuously gone uneaten. Grimacing at the prospect of having to explain such a thing to the sultan, Jafar grabbed the tray of food before making his way over to the prince.
"Prince Hassan, you not eating is聽worrying the attendants." He set the food down though Hassan made no efforts to move from his corner. "Your sister will worry considerably if she finds out you are not eating."
Hassan shifted before grabbing the tray of food. Taking that as a good sign, Jafar walked over to the windows to pull aside the curtains prior to stopping when he got a look at the prince eating. From what Jafar could tell, Hassan had not been sleeping as well as noting the dull, red scratches lining聽his skin. His gaze was just as dull even as his eyes drifted towards the older male presently watching him.
"Is he still here?"
It took him a moment to understand the question but he nodded. "He is."
Hassan eyed his drink before turning his attention to Jafar. "I want him聽out."
Sharp eyes noted how the prince had a death grip on his cup. 'Oh,'聽he mused before leaning forward to see Hassan flinch. "Your Highness, I must say, this determination is admirable, but it will do you no good in your current state. If I may."
He reached out to stroke the prince's cheek before pausing when he started trembling. He then had to increase the distance between the two of them as Kava growled, ears flat.
"K-Kava, that's enough." The big cat sat between the two men with its tail flicking spastically until Prince Hassan petted his head. He then looked at his hand before holding it down in his lap as it continued to shake. "J...Jafar."
Said person cleared his throat. "Right; as I said previously, your determination will not get you very far in your current disposition. If Prince Cairo saw you in this state, he would know he has already won. Anything you would try to do to intervene in him gaining Jasmine's favor would be wasted effort. You would be nothing more than a tiger without claws and teeth. You're not a threat to him like this."
"What do you suggest?"
Jafar stroked his goatee. "He seems to be the type that has to have things his way. He proposed the winning conditions of the duel because he was confident he could defeat Prince Ali. Your intervention was unforeseen but that did not seem to waiver his confidence until you managed to unarm him."
"I'm not really into sharing but, since you are here, why not help me out?"
He then made a face. "He needs to feel like he can win. He likes to be in control. I doubt he would have had much of it if you were not聽inebriated. The fact that he was willing to go so far as to incapacitate you proves as much." Jafar watched as Hassan continued to stare at his lap, shaking now and then. "However, all that desire to be in control can lead to one's downfall. That being said, I have a proposal on how to deal with such a person."
"What is it?"
"I'm going to need you to swallow your emotions and hardened your resolve in order for this to work," he replied before holding out his hand. "Do you trust me?"
Hassan looked at the offered hand before averting his gaze momentarily. Looking at Jafar as he heard the question once again, he reached out slowly to grasp it.
"I do."
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