On the second day of the Jubilee celebration, Danny invited me to have brunch with the royal family. He was pretty stoked about it. I caught him singing in the shower this morning. His cheerfulness was infectious. Last night, we fucked each other’s brains out and it was glorious. It was intense. I still had goosebumps from the raw emotions we experienced. Danny was too damn irresistible for his own good. He was making it hard for me to say no to that invitation. I actually wanted to go. The food at the place was out of this world. It was the very definition of food porn. I also enjoyed hanging out with Greg and Ruppy. They weren’t as funny or quirky as their brother, but they were equally humble and friendly.

I was hesitant about going because of the media coverage and being under the microscope. I was scared of the usual elephant in the room. What if those annoying gossipmongers noticed that I spent too much time with Prince Charming? News traveled fast nowadays and the last thing I needed was for my nightmare to become a reality. That is why I apologized to Danny and used my lack of wardrobe choices to decline his invitation.

“Baby, I legit have nothing to wear,” I told him when he swung by to pick me up. He insisted on taking me with him to brunch. He was also dressed to kill in khaki pants and a sky blue shirt that matched the color of his eyes. His style was always on point.

“Then we’ll quickly stop by a boutique and pick out something snazzy for you to wear.” He insisted. He really wasn’t taking no for an answer. I eventually ran out of excuses and gave in to his demands.

He took me to a fancy boutique which was located in Raplen’s most luxurious shopping district. The street was packed with local and international brands. Danny parked his Mini Cooper in front of a four-story building and rang the buzzer. The door to the boutique immediately swung open. We were greeted by a well dressed man with a funky Star Wars tie. He was joined by another shop assistant. She was a young woman with pink hair who clearly knew who I was.

“So, what exactly do you have in mind?” She asked. Her eyes were glued to my face while she spoke. I was beginning to feel uncomfortable.

Danny told her to bring out the latest collection. A second shop assistant showed up with a tray carrying two champagne flutes and a cheese plate. I was impressed as hell.

The pink haired assistant wheeled out a clothes hanger showcasing the latest suits and ties. Danny smiled and told her I was going to try them on. “I want you to model everything for me.” He gave me a saucy wink and squeezed my ass when I got up from my chair. I was so not into that. I told him no but his irresistible charm disarmed me and made me change my mind. I was a sucker for those puppy dog eyes of his.

I grabbed the first outfit that caught my eye and went into the fitting room. I quickly changed into the suit and pants before draping the tie around my neck. Danny sat on the sofa and watched me model for him a couple of Dior suits. It was kind of fun to experiment with different looks. Prince charming pretended to be a judge on Project Runway and gave me a thumbs down whenever I wore something he didn’t like. I must have tried more than seven outfits before we finally found a winner. It was an elephant grey suit paired with a silk purple tie. Danny said it complimented my skin tone. He fixed the tie around my neck and spun me around to study my reflection in the mirror.

“You look so elegant in this color. It suits you.”

I adjusted the cuffs and nodded in agreement. “You have a great eye for this stuff.”

“Indeed I do.” He chuckled. “I have years and years of practice under my belt.”

“Yeah. You have a lot going on under your belt.” I wiggled my eyebrows at him.

He flashed me one of his shy, demure smiles and told me to go change.

I slipped back into the fitting room and changed out of my new suit. I was mostly a fan of black leather pants and faded jeans so buying stuff like designer suits and ties wasn’t really my thing. I was into cosplay big time though. I invested a shitload of time and effort into my costumes. I loved dressing up and going to San Diego Comic Con. It was always fun being around my fans and discussing music with them while in disguise.

The door slid open and Danny suddenly slipped into the room with me.

“What are you doing in here?”

He pressed a finger to my lips and smiled. “Shhh. Don’t say a word.”

He tugged my boxer shorts down my legs and stroked my cock. I hissed and watched him get down on his knees right there on the carpet. He wrapped his fingers around my cock and sucked the tip into his mouth. I hissed and cupped his jaw.

He moved his hands faster and I became hard in seconds. He watched my cock grow with fascination before taking it into his hot mouth.

I pressed my palm against the mirror and spread my legs to make room for him. He swirled his tongue around the mushroom tip and massaged my balls. I bit my lips to stop myself from moaning out loud. Prince charming turned out to be kinky as hell. His talented mouth went to town on my cock, sucking and licking it like a lollipop. He did things with his tongue that had me wishing we were in my hotel bed. I fisted his hair and showed him how to take me deeper down his throat. His thumb flirted with my hole while he gave me one hell of a blowjob.

His blond hair fell into his eyes while he sucked me off inside that small fitting room. “Fuck.” I whispered, barely keeping it together. I wanted to bend him over and fuck him until he screamed my name. He paused for a few seconds and moved his hands to my ass cheeks. He pushed two fingers in my ass. I tightened my grip on his hair and felt the dam break. My spine tingled from the onslaught of pleasure. “Fuck. Danny. I’m going to cum.”

I came down his throat, biting hard on my bottom lip as I watched him swallow every fucking drop. He milked me dry and released my softening cock with a pop. It was the hottest thing ever. My knees felt like jelly so I leaned against the wall for support while he licked his lips and pushed himself off the floor. I quickly got dressed and followed Danny out of the fitting room. I was still in an orgasm haze but I tried to pretend otherwise. The shop assistant was right outside. She kept staring at us with a shocked expression on her face. I cleared my throat and toyed with the silk tie. She stood there for a few seconds until Danny said her name. I was unnerved by her shameless gawking. My prince, on the other hand, was cool as a cucumber and incredibly charming. He also insisted on paying for the suit. He said it was his treat.

“Did you see the way she was looking at us?” I asked him once we were inside his Mini Cooper. “She knows you gave me more than just a helping hand in there.”

“Of course I noticed, but do not be alarmed. She won’t say anything.”

“How do you know that? She could be on the phone right now with TMZ as we speak.”

“Nathan, you need to trust me on this. Karen wouldn’t dare say something about the royal family. We have a non-spoken agreement with our people. Unlike the United States, we actually have boundaries around here. Nothing about our personal lives is released to the press without our approval.” He reassured me.

His words helped ease my fears a little. He also stopped by his favorite ice cream place and got me a chocolate sundae with cherries on top. We sat under the shade of a pine tree and ate our dessert in comfortable silence. We then went back to his estate to get changed for brunch. He ended up wearing a suit similar to the one he bought for me. It was a pinstriped jacket with a cerulean blue pocket square that matched the color of his eyes. I combed my hair and styled it in the bathroom while he showed me his collection of royal cufflinks.

“You look so dapper.” I complimented him on his flawless fashion sense.

He smiled and gave me a quick peck on the lips. “Are you ready for brunch?”

“Yeah. I guess.”

He took me down to his garage and showed me his second favorite car. It was a cherry red BMW. He tossed me the keys and told me to drive. “Come on. I know you want to.”

The car was a custom made model designed especially for the Royals. I slid into the driver’s seat and switched on the engine. It purred like a jungle cat, making me picture all kinds of dirty things. “We should definitely christen the hood of this babe,” I told him.

It took us ten minutes to reach Lockridge Palace. It still felt surreal to be here. Danny squeezed my hand and walked me to the bronze gates. The guards greeted him with a courteous bow and held open the doors for us. The halls of the palace were lined with ivory marble columns and intimidating portraits of Raplen’s kings and Queens. Danny moved with confidence down the lavishly furnished corridors of the palace. I stared up at the stunning frescoes on the ceilings until my neck hurt. There was so much stuff to look at.

We finally reached the dining hall where his entire family was gathered for brunch. I was so fucking nervous, I almost tripped over my own leather shoes. Everyone looked so prim and proper. I bowed before the Queen Mother and swallowed the nervous lump in my throat. The mouthwatering smell of bacon and cinnamon rolls made my stomach grumble.

Danny’s parents and cousins were also present. I was basically the odd one out. There was no one else I could relate to in that dining room. It was such a weird feeling. I sat down next to my prince and feasted my eyes on the ridiculous amount of food on the table. There were enough bacon and eggs in here to feed an entire village.

“Please dig in.” Danny encouraged me with a smile. “You must be hungry after all that shopping.” He added. I took a deep breath and stared down at the confusing lineup of forks, spoons, and knives. I was too fucking nervous to remember which fork to use first.

One of the servants poured me a steaming cup of coffee. I took a sip and helped myself to some blueberry pancakes. Danny filled up my plate with bacon, hash browns and eggs. His mother asked me a couple of questions about my profession. Her questions made me even more nervous. She was nice and all, but she was staring at me like I was some exotic creature on display at the zoo. “So, how do you like Raplen so far?”

“It’s a beautiful country. Last night’s fireworks were amazing.” I cleared my throat.

“You do have something similar in the States as I recall. The fourth of July, right?”

“Yes, Your Highness,” I replied.

“How lovely.” She smiled before returning to her meal.

Queen Emmeline gave me funny looks over her teacup. I almost choked on my pancakes when she asked Danny about last night. He wiped his mouth with a napkin and told her all about the dinner we had. Apparently, she was into Italian food as well.

Prince Asher showed up all of a sudden and apologized for being late. He greeted Danny before sitting down right next to him. I was so fucking jealous of how he seemed to instantly click with my prince. They chatted briefly about his hometown and laughed at some inside joke while I sat there like a fucking idiot.

What the fuck was I doing here anyway?

After brunch, they all retired to the drawing room. Greg played the piano while Prince Asshole told them a story about his great grandfather. Apparently, he invented some kind of traditional Cardovian dance. “Prince Danny. Will you please be my dance partner this afternoon?”

Charming nodded and stood next to Prince Showoff. I glared daggers at him when he grabbed his hand and wrapped it around his waist. I gritted my teeth and watched them dance while Greg played an upbeat song on his piano.

Look at them. They were two peas in a royal pod. Everyone clapped and cheered them on while they glided around the room like synchronized swimmers. They had too much chemistry going on. I didn’t like it.

“Fuck this shit,” I muttered under my breath.

I quietly left my seat and snuck out of the room. My feet carried me all the way to the gardens. I plopped down on the nearest bench and wondered if I’d made the biggest mistake by coming here.