"Oh, what a caring friend! You're not small either! Head and shoulders above me!"
"This is a good combination for sweet love. I will try to please you carefully."
"And why do I need this?" Denris grumbled indignantly.
"You played with me: you advised me to grow my hair, you forced yourself on me as a friend, you guarded me... And you are gay, it turns out... you have long intended to make love to me!"
"I tried to hold back, but I can't anymore. It's an inexplicable gravitation."
"Well, why do we need having sex? We can just chat!"
"No, Denris! This is not enough for me. I want to merge with you."
"I am not a woman! Impossible to merge with me!" - Denris got angry. - "And Liorif forcibly kissed me! I was his victim!"
Gedeon, judging by the sparkle of his eyes, already looked so excited from a frank conversation that it would not have been possible just to run out of the room: he could have attacked, and Denris, not wanting to tease him, tried to distract young man to calm him down:
"How did this happen to you? Although it's understandable... You're too handsome for a guy and couldn't resist the temptation of proposals from men."
"Vamps do not offer, but rape..."
"What?" - Denris drawled in horror. - "Were you raped?"
"It happened! A couple of times... But I'm fine..."
"And who was it?"
"It doesn't matter anymore! I don't want to tell you!"
"What… didn't even your superpower help?"
"If you lose your vigilance, you won't have time to fight back. They paralyze and then you won't be able to resist at all.
I was surprised that Liorif did not penetrate you, only squeezed and kissed. It means that he is in love and takes care of you."
"In love ... indeed… he always talks about it ..."
Gedeon's eyes blazed furiously.
"So… do you have lovers?" - Was a question to him.
"No, why? I don't need such a relationship, I'm looking for feelings first of all. Sorry... I fell in love with you... Den, not right away, but I did everything to get closer. I know… such connections disgust you..."
Denris chuckled in confusion and realized that it would be impossible to avoid intimacy: the Gedeon's eyes sparkled brightly and his breathing quickened.
He made an another attempt to calm him down:
"I do not know what to say. You never once opened your arms... didn't even try to hug me."
"I really want to have merging with you, but if it's so disgusting for you, I won't… but let me at least give you a bit of caressing..."
"I understand what you are counting on: I will get used to you and one day I will accept your affection."
Gedeon sighed heavily:
"You called me handsome! Be responsible for your words!"
The young royal immediately jumped out of his chair and threw himself at the prince's feet, laying his head on his lap. A hand involuntarily fell on luxurious black hair.
"You accepted me as a favorite just now."
"What?" - Denris exclaimed.
"You touched my hair and called me handsome. This is enough to hope for merger."
Gedeon raised his head and stared at Denris with the depth of his blue eyes.
"I didn't know about such a custom..." the prince was confused, his eyes widening in surprise.
The syrinx, not listening to an excuse, began to kiss his hands and knees.
"You didn't know... of course," - Gedeon noted in delight, continuing the fussy caresses. "Well, but now you will be careful with your fans."
Denris swam from the pleasant warmth spreading throughout his body from the center of his chest and began to breathe unevenly, which Gedeon immediately noticed and went on knocking him onto his back.
"A-ah... what are you doing?" - Denris became agitated by his decisive actions.
"Your body reacts to me," - Gedeon noted in a satisfied tone, touching his friend's crotch. - "You can't get away from affection now, the straight man..."
The lips were locked in a deep, hot kiss, from which his consciousness dissolved due to the rolling delight. The spicy aroma of wild herbs burst into Denris's nose and his hands themselves grabbed the thin waist of the persistent young man, whose palms had already dived under the tunic and slid over the shuddering body of the prince.
"You... you..." - Denris exhaled indignantly under the pressure of the young royal. "Are you… Stop it... a-ah..."
Gedeon had no words anymore, breathing quickly and continuing blow minding kisses on the lips, running his long tongue deeply. Based on the active movements between his legs, Denris realized that only moments remained before intercourse and, gathering strength, threw off the heated young man.
"I'm sorry..." - Gedeon shrank into a ball, piercing with a searing gaze and twitching his ruffled wings. - "I couldn't stop. Don't you like it at all?"
"I wouldn't say so..." - Denris answered absently, straightening his clothes and disheveled hair. "You seem to be in a hurry to get somewhere, and I'm suffocating from your frantic passion. Is it normal for a syrinx to have such a crazy temperament? You almost ate me!"
"Do you want to slow down? Soft caressing?"
"What do you mean, I want to? It wasn't me who jumped on you!"
"I'm torn with desire, let me merge with you," Gedeon blurted out pleadingly, digging his claws into the bed. "You like it, I'm sure!"
"What kind of wild passion is this? How do princesses tolerate you?"
"This doesn't happen with them... Only you make me feel like that!"
His black wings noisy fluttered and he attacked Denris again, grabbing his wrists with force and crushing him under body. One of his hands went into Denris's crotch again, massaging with his knuckles.
"No, no! You won't do that, Deo! This is too much... your claws... are sharp! Don't touch this place! You are… scratching me!"
"I can use my tongue to relax you…"
Syrinx darted between his legs, using oral caressing, causing Denris to kick his legs and slip out from under him with a squeak of despair.
"Why are you screaming?" - Gedeon growled mockingly, again leaning on the prince.
"I do not need it! Stop it!"
"Everyone loves such things."