The Dark Prince's Desire | By : MidnightZephyr Category: 1 through F > Arthur and the Invisibles Views: 1973 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I own nothing of "Arthur and the Invisibles" or any characters from the universe created by: Patrice Garcia or the film by: Luc Besson. I do not profit from the writing of this. |
"Ok, they're coming down now." Archibald stood in the middle of living room surrounded by the rest of the family. "Remember our guest is...different." Arthur's father chuckled nervously, "Well with everything that's been going on these past few days, what's one more odd guest?" He was nudged in the ribs by his wife Rose. "He helped save our town...and our son, we should be more grateful." "That'll be the day." He muttered under his breath. "Mum, Dad, This is Darkos." Arthur announced as he entered the room; overshadowed by the large warrior behind him. Arthur's dad immediately fainted and was caught quickly by Archibald. Rose let out a small gasp; this...man...was alot taller than she had remembered. Of course she thought she was having hallucinations at the time, but this - he was real, and standing right in front of her. Her reaction didn't go unnoticed. Darkos grinned and bowed down towards her, his eyes locked intensely to hers. "Well hello." He offered his hand in greeting. Rose smiled and carefully placed her hand atop his. Her fingers were so tiny and delicate in comparison to the ones now holding hers. Arthur watched, and hoped to god that his mother's hand wasn't about to be crushed. The warrior lowered his head, keeping his eyes focused on hers, and kissed her hand lightly. "Rose." Her cheeks flushed faintly. "It's a pleasure to meet you." he glanced over to the couch, which now held Arthur's father. "I'm sure he's had a long day." "We all have." Archibald added. "We could all do with some rest." He pulled a blanket over his son-in-law. "You're welcome to stay the night if you like Darkos. There's a guest room upstairs just at the end of the hall." "Thank-you...for everything." He was still surprised at how quickly Archie trusted him; but he was also very thankful. "Goodnight then." His golden eyes swept discreetly over Rose once more before he turned towards the stairs. "Goodnight." they called back almost in unison. Darkos headed towards the spare room; he couldn't help but think about Rose. He could almost taste the sweetness of her skin from when he had kissed her hand. This was about the only time he was thankful for the tight metal bindings of his armor, he felt himself hardened like steel, pressed firmly against the armored plate. He paced quickly to the room and shut the door. Shifting his armor he struggled to undo the tight straps on his waist; the fastenings clicked as the plate covering his front popped open. He groaned lightly as he removed the rest of his armor. His cock now bulged against the thin fabric that still covered him; laying down on the bed he let his hand wander under his cloth. Shutting his eyes he pictured her, moving slowly, her hands gliding over her own body, skin as smooth as silk. He stroked himself lightly as he imagined her soft hands in place of his. He couldn't help but let out a soft moan. "Rose." he growled softly, liking the sound of her name. His hand caressed along his thick shaft at a steady rhythm. His breaths quickened as the pressure within him began to intensify. The warrior rolled his hips in time with each stroke, as the bed frame creaked under his movements. His head tilted back and he was lost in his fantasies. She was so beautiful, Darkos mused, but there was no chance of truly having her. This goddess would forever live in his fantasy, but that's how it had to be. He cursed under his breath, each stroke sent heat racing through his body. His hand glided along his cock; hard and pulsing with desire. Pushed ever further towards ecstasy his hand jerked faster, building to the point of frenzy. He clenched his jaw tightly, almost at a grimace, and groaned deeply. His eyes snapped open; with his free hand he grabbed a bunch of tissues from the night stand and covered himself quickly. The hot thick stream poured out and drenched the tissues to the point where they were useless. His seed gushed over his hand and a steady stream flowed onto his stomach. "Ah, fuck." The warrior looked down at his now soaking body. "I'm going to need a bath..." He sighed and sat up just enough to get another handful of tissues; feeling a little ashamed for his lack of restraint. A light creak caught his attention, was someone outside his door? If that was the case, how long were they standing there? "Hello?" he asked hesitantly, and waited anxiously. "It's me, Rose." Darkos' throat seized up, "Damn it!" he hissed under his breath. "Y...yes?" he answered. "Oh, it's nothing, I just thought I heard my name is all." That sounded like a lie; he couldn't just let this go...She was listening in on him...she had to be. Darkos pulled a sheet from the bed and tied it quickly around his waist; he opened the door just enough to peek through. "Really?" an undertone of sarcasm was in his voice. She stood with a coy little smile and looked up innocently into his eyes. "Perhaps... What if I did hear you?" His eyes widened. "What if I liked it?..." she added. Darkos was speechless; this was the type of random moment that could only happen in someone's fantasy. Of course in his fantasy she would show up in lingerie carrying a can of whipping cream and a watermelon. This was still pretty damn close. A wide, contented grin spread across his face.
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