We stumbled into my dressing room with our hands all over each other. Something told me that he was going to show up tonight. I felt it deep in my bones. I knew it. It was an odd sensation. I certainly hoped he would. My song was a love letter to him. The concert was live-streamed on Youtube so I prayed he would watch it. I never expected him to come all the way here, especially after my outburst at the palace. I fucked up big time. He had no reason to forgive me. I insulted him and questioned his loyalty to me. My regret almost made me cancel our appearance for the night. I was not in the mood to sing about love when the only man I cared about was a million miles away. Theo convinced me to go for it. He was incredibly supportive, and so were the rest of the gang. They told me to get up on that stage and wear my heart on my sleeve, so I did.

It was the best decision I had ever made.

“Fuck. I missed you so fucking much.” I panted against his lips. I wanted to devour him whole. He looked good enough to eat in his semi-casual silver suit and cute bow-tie. It had a black horse pattern all over it.

“Me too.” He cupped my jaw and sucked on my bottom lip. I wrapped an arm around his neck and tongue-fucked his mouth. I was so fucking turned on by the fact that he flew twelve hours straight and braved Chicago’s summer traffic to come see me. The lines outside the venue were crazy. It probably took him ages to get inside. Other artists performed too but they didn’t get the VIP treatment. We did. They provided us each with our very own dressing room. We should definitely christen said room. “I’m so sorry, baby. I was such an asshole to you.” I apologized for the umpteenth time. “All that stuff I said to you was just plain bullshit.”

He rubbed his hands up and down my exposed chest. “No. I’m the one who should be sorry for trying to pressure you to come out. It was none of my business. Now I feel bad for making you rush this.” He confessed. “Aunt Edith promised to keep her mouth shut. She wasn’t going to tell anyone. I should have sent you a text but I honestly forgot. The Jubilee games wore me out.”

I smiled and kissed his pouty lips. “Don’t be silly. I was planning on coming out today anyway.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” I nodded. “Don’t laugh, but I had some sort of epiphany on my way to the airport. I realized that life was way too short for us to waste it on secrets and lies. You deserve better than this and so do I. Real couples don’t hold hands under the table.”

“True. They hold hands in public. On the table. Unless of course one of us is giving the other a secret hand job.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. “We should try that sometime.”

“Speaking of hand jobs.” I reached down to cup his crown jewels. “How about we turn this dressing room into a sex chamber?”

He cupped the back of my neck and crashed his lips into mine. His fingers delved deep into my long hair. I knew he had a thing for my long mane. My cock stirred inside my tight leather pants as our kissing intensified. We knocked over a table lamp on the way to the couch where we made out like teenagers.

“Fuck. You look so fuckable in this getup.” I removed his bow-tie and straddled his waist. He ground his erection against mine. His ocean blue eyes were dark with lust. “You should be arrested for looking this good.”

Danny kneaded my ass. “You should probably frisk me, officer.” He whispered in his deep voice.

My hands roved all over his athletic body. “Are you carrying something hot, hard and heavy inside your pants?”

He kissed my neck. His wicked tongue darting out to lick my flushed skin. “Why don’t you unzip me and find out?” He raised a sexy blond eyebrow in response.

“Good point.” I unbuttoned his shirt and kissed the exposed skin. He closed his eyes and chewed on his bottom lip. I scooted down his body, undoing one button after the other. I wanted to take my sweet time with him.

His cock formed a large tent in his pants. I nuzzled his covered erection and slowly unbuckled his belt. He gripped the cushion and gazed down at me with his hooded eyes. It felt surreal to have him here in Chicago, horny and ready to fuck in my dressing room.

He sat up and shrugged out of his shirt and jacket while I unzipped his slacks. “No boxers? How very naughty of you.” I smirked.

“I was in a hurry, so..” He shrugged. “There was no time for undergarments.”

I wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft and gave it a firm stroke. He hissed and watched me lick the pre-cum from the mushroom head. “Did you fantasize about me after I left?”

“Of course I did.” He gasped in pleasure. There was something unbelievably erotic about watching someone as prim and proper as him writhe and moan under my touch. It made me fucking high. I sat up and got rid of my own shirt. Danny watched me flex my muscles for him. I knew he loved it when I showed off those gym-made biceps.

“Did you cum hard?” I leaned back and tugged his pants down his legs.

He nodded and watched me from thirsty eyes while I undressed for him. My cock was harder than a rock. I grabbed the small bottle of lube I kept in my leather jacket and drizzled some all over my cock and fingers. “Yeah. I carry this around like you carry your sanitizer.”

“Oh. So you’ve noticed.” He remarked, sounding impressed by my amazing observation skills.

“Of course I noticed.” I crawled on top of him and kissed him. “I also noticed your hair thing.”

“What hair thing?” He asked. His lips curved into a curious smile.

“You sometimes fiddle with your hair when you’re nervous. I normally find it annoying as hell, but you’ve somehow turned me into a twiddling fan.”

He shook his head in amusement. “Any other observations I should know about?”

“Yes.” I teased his opening with my fingers. “You make the best omelets. I want you to cook me breakfast tomorrow with nothing but an apron on.”

He moaned when I pushed two of my fingers inside him. “I would gladly make you a thousand omelets. Just fuck me already.”

“Yes, Your Highness.” I grinned.

His fingertips danced across my back when I replaced my fingers with my cock. He stared deep into my eyes as I entered him. My hands fisted the cushions and my spine tingled at the sensation of my shaft being squeezed by him. He felt so fucking good. I bent down to taste more of his full lips and dove under the waves of pleasure. I wanted to draw out our lovemaking until we both passed out on the couch. Danny kissed me slowly and moved his hips to take more of me. His hard cock rubbed against my stomach as I slid back and forth on top of him.

“Nathan.” He groaned, digging his fingers into my back. I closed my eyes and imagined all sorts of unsexy shit to stop myself from coming. “Fuck me into oblivion.’

“Patience, baby. We’re just getting started.”

He was so tight. I kept it slow and steady, driving him crazy in the process.

He sucked on my earlobe and whispered all sorts of dirty things in my ear. “Fuck me harder. I can take it. Pound my ass until you break this couch.”

I opened my eyes and met his heated gaze. His eyes were the same color as the ocean in winter. I traced his lips with my thumb before pushing it inside his mouth. He sucked on it like a lollipop. “Do you kiss your Queen with that dirty mouth of yours?”

He released my finger with a pop and squeezed my ass cheek. “Yes. All the time.”

I moaned and rolled my hips, wiping that smirk off his face. I made love to him in fast and shallow thrusts. He pushed a finger into my ass and pinched my nipple at the same time. “Fuck, Danny. Do that again.”

He pinched my nipple and reached down between us to touch his cock.

I arched my back and watched his hand fly over his engorged shaft. “Let me.” I took over from him and stroked him with my lubed up fingers. He groaned and fisted my hair. Our lips met in a sloppy kiss as I struggled to maintain a steady pace. I wanted to draw this out as much as possible. Sweat glistened on his skin while we fucked like animals in the small dressing room.

I pulled out of him in one swift motion and watched him get on his hands and knees on the carpet. His smoldering gaze made me hard as steel. I grabbed his hips and slid into him from behind. There was a full length mirror directly in front of us. He licked his lips and guided my right hand to his cock. “Make me cum.”

I wrapped my fingers around him and felt how hot and heavy he was. “Fuck. Look at us.”

He watched me fuck him in the mirror. It was the hottest thing in the world.

“Nathan.” My name sounded like a prayer coming from his lips.

I used deep, long strokes to draw out the pleasure. My spine tingled as I felt my orgasm slowly creeping up on me. Danny was about to blow his load too. He arched his back and shuddered, cumming all over my hand. “Yes baby!”

I closed my eyes and quickened my pace, my cock moving in and out of him at breakneck speed. My body felt hotter than a sauna. Sweat dripped from my chest as I fucked him harder than ever before. He moaned and matched me thrust for thrust.

The dam finally broke. My balls drew up and my cock felt like it was about to explode.

“Fuck.” Spasms wracked my entire body when I came. My body drowned under a tsunami of pleasure. I collapsed on top of Danny and surrendered to the overwhelming sensation.

“We should probably get out of here before your fans come looking for us.”

“Yep.” I kissed his sweat flavored chest. “They already started calling us Nanny.”

“Nanny?” He chuckled. “What fresh hell is this?”

“They combined our names together to form the word Nanny. It’s fucking hilarious.”

We snuck out of the dressing room and called an Uber. Two security guards escorted us to the exit gate where a swarm of fans were waiting for us. I signed a couple of autographs and posed for a couple of selfies. “Nathan! We love you. Thanks for coming out. You are an inspiration to us all.” A pink haired girl waved at me on our way to the cab.

I gave her a quick hug and kissed her cheek. “No. Thank you for having my back.”

“Always!” She called out after me.

I was on an incredible high.

I took Danny to my apartment after showing him more of Chicago via our pleasant Uber Driver. He was a Moonstones fan so I gave him my autograph and he took us on a quick tour in return. We ordered a deep dish pizza and cuddled on the couch. Danny fell in love with my penthouse and called it his new sanctuary. We watched Only Lovers Left Alive on Netflix. It was one of my favorite indie movies.

“Tom Hiddleston is a very refined man.”

“Really?” I fed him a bite of pizza while he ogled the handsome actor. “He kind of looks like me, minus the fabulous hair of course.”

Danny pinched my cheek and chewed on his food. His eyes twinkled like two sapphire gemstones. “Fuck. I can’t believe you’re actually here.”

“Me neither. Hopping on a plane without my underwear is definitely a first for me.”

I laughed so hard. He was so damn adorable.

After dinner, we celebrated with two glasses of wine. Charming told me all about his Jubilee victory and how he kicked major ass in chess, jousting and tennis. He shared with me funny stories about the prince of Waverly and how he knocked him off his horse.

“We both know that underneath all that charm lies a bad boy with a competitive streak.”

“Oh, you have no idea how bad I can be.” He chugged down his wine before giving me his undivided attention. He palmed my cock and kissed my neck at the same time.

“Oh I have an idea or two, but feel free to add more to that list.”

He threaded his fingers through my hair and kissed me. His lips tasted like wine and pepperoni. I cupped his jaw and kissed him back. My cock stirred inside my pants. Danny undid the drawstrings and snuck a hand under the fabric. His touch sent shivers down my spine. I was more than ready for round two.

“Fuck.”

“Fuck indeed.” He tugged on my loose pants until my cock escaped its prison. He then bent down and took it in his mouth. I gasped and dug my fingers into his blond hair. His mouth was so fucking hot and wet. I closed my eyes and felt his tongue flirt with my silt.

He reduced me to a grunting caveman. I grunted and moaned, guiding his head as he sucked me off enthusiastically. He tightened his throat muscles around me and I almost came from the mind numbing pleasure. “Shit. I’m about to cum.”

He hummed and cupped my balls. I almost lost it then and there.

Five minutes later, my body shuddered and I came down his throat. He swallowed every single drop. “Fuck. That was phenomenal.”

He wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue paper and sat upright on the couch. I melted into the cushions and closed my eyes. “Holy shit. Your mouth is insane.”

He rubbed my chest and kissed me. “I love seeing the look on your face when you cum.”

I placed my head on his chest and linked our fingers together. “I love watching you cum too.”

We watched the rest of the movie in comfortable silence until we both fell asleep on the couch.

The next morning, I woke up to the smell of eggs and bacon.

“Good morning.”

Danny was standing in my kitchen with nothing but an apron on.