Chapter 90: The Painting (3)

Adrien watched as the three Ceciles were the first to turn to the voice and watched as the sisters flinched minutely. The Count and Countess were the next to turn and Adrien watched as the Count’s face visibly paled by a few shades.

"Your Highness, Crown Prince Nathaniel," the Count greeted in a slow and measured voice.

Adrien flinched and felt himself pale. Mikyle sighed from beside him before taking Adrien’s hand and giving it a squeeze. "Just ignore him for the next twenty minutes," Mikyle whispered into his ear.

And twenty minutes was exactly how long Prince Nathaniel and Lady Lianna stayed. Nathaniel constantly teased Mikyle and Mikyle teased him right back by stating that Nathaniel was feeling jealous at receiving his own painting.

Lianna, who had warmed up the Ceciles sisters, had somehow convinced them to join her in her own teasing, one that was directly aimed at Adrien himself.

After Prince Nathaniel and Lady Lianna left, the rest of the party excused themselves. Adrien took that chance to leave and head back to his room, but not before promising to meet up with his parents and brothers for dinner.

"Oh my god," Adrien mumbled, dragging his hands over his face once he was safely back in his room. "That was so embarrassing. I’m never painting a picture of you for public viewing again," Adrien vowed, his eyes narrowing onto an amused-looking Mikyle.

Mikyle closed the distance between them and removed Adrien’s hands from his face. "It was a very good piece," Mikyle said, his voice dropping low.

"A good piece?! Only if everyone hadn’t been there as well. I knew they would see it, but I didn’t think it would happen while I was with them," Adrien said. Nor had he expected for Prince Nathaniel and Lady Lianna to tease them relentlessly over it, though in hindsight he probably should have seen it coming.

Mikyle chuckled which only made Adrien feel even more frustrated at the situation. "The subject of the painting was you, don’t you feel any kind of embarrassment?"

Mikyle leaned down, his lips brushing against Adrien’s ear. "Not at all. I was too busy fighting off another kind of feeling." His warm breath fanned against Adrien’s ear, causing his stomach to flutter as heat pooled within him.

"You-"

Adrien’s voice was cut off when Mikyle pressed a wet kiss just below his ear, his teeth grazing his skin. Adrien’s hands automatically came up to grip Mikyle’s shoulders, his finger nails digging into the fine fabric below them.

"Didn’t we just discuss this morning that I wasn’t going to sleep with you today?" Adrien gasped out, arching his neck back to give Mikyle a better reach to the skin located there.

"That was before you showed me how much you wanted my body." Mikyle emphasized his words with a not so gentle nip to Adrien’s collarbone, drawing an unsolicited moan out of him.

"When did I-"

"You could have painted any version of me and that was the one you had chosen." Mikyle leaned up, his warm red eyes were gazing at him with un-hidden longing. Mikyle brought his thumb up and rubbed it along Adrien’s lower lip. "You brought this hunger upon yourself." Mikyle slipped his thumb into Adrien’s lips, and Adrien’s tongue immediately reached out to wrap around the rough, salty skin. "I would have taken you right then and there if we had been alone."

Adrien shivered at Mikyle’s threat, swallowing with the action without meaning to. Mikyle’s eyes fluttered shut and he inhaled a shaky breath. His body pressed even closer to Adrien and Adrien could feel the growing budget hidden behind Mikyle’s tight pants.

Adrien’s heart raced and his blood turned warm upon seeing that kook on Mikyle’s face. He swallowed again, but this time it was on purpose. Adrien watched carefully, drinking in the sight before him.

Didn’t I just say that I wouldn’t sleep with him today? Am I just as insatiable as he is?

Mikyle’s eyes fluttered open and instantly locked onto him. "Should I give you your reward now?" His lips curved into a beautiful bow and slowly removed his thumb from Adrien’s mouth.

Before Adrien could even catch his breath from the effect that Mikyle’s seductively low and mischievous voice was having on him, Mikyle slowly lowered himself onto his knees. Adrien’s breath hitched when Mikyle released him from the confines of his pants.

This is my reward? Just from one painting?

Mikyle’s tongue flicked out, teasing him. But that was enough to stop all thoughts momentarily. With a wide smirk, Mikyle lowered himself, taking Adrien’s length fully into his mouth.

"Ah!" The broken cry slipped out of Adrien’s mouth before turning into a moan. His hands, which were still on Mikyle’s shoulders even with the change of position, curled into the fabric beneath them, itching to latch onto Mikyle’s golden hair but daring to move.

Mikyle chuckled, the low rumble sending vibrations running through Adrien’s length. Mikyle then brought one of his hands up and placed it on top of Adrien’s before slowly guiding his hand to his hair. He then released Adrien’s length with a wet sounding pop. "Do whatever you wish, Kitten," he said before returning to what he had been doing.

Adrien’s eyes closed and his hand tightened in Mikyle’s hair when the annoyingly seductive Prince started bobbing his head.

This. Ah. Mikyle is. Ah. Going to be. Ah. The death of me.

"Mi-Mikyle. Stop," Adrien breathed out when he felt himself clenching. "I think. I think about to cum."

Mikyle’s hands, which had gone to Adrien’s hips at some point in time, tightened their grip. Instead of stopping, Mikyle bobbed more vigorously than before and continued hollowing out his cheeks at certain intervals.

Adrien’s breathing became ragged and his knees felt weak when the release finally hit him.

Mikyle swallowed loudly, drawing Adrien’s unfocused eyes onto him. He then licked his lips, his expression showing just how pleased he was with himself.

"Did you enjoy your reward?"

Adrien laughed hallowly. He had a feeling that Mikyle enjoyed this so-called reward even more. . .but it really was a good reward. It was almost worth all the embarrassment that Adrien had felt just only moments ago.