Yeosang paces his room, Wooyoung is a few doors down the hallway and he must be extremely tired from today, and it's almost midnight... but he misses Wooyoung already.

...He's just going to check if he's asleep yet or not, since he can't fall asleep.

He swings open the door, and the guards outside his room turn around quickly, alarmed at his sudden action. He gestures for them to move but they stay still.

"Apologies your highness, but we have been ordered to not let anyone inside the room or for you to leave the room, you must stay protected at all times". One of them say, hands crossed.

Yeosang raises his eyebrows. Seriously? He's being trapped in a room again, he might as well go back to where he was when he got kidnapped.

But he's not going to take it "I just need some fresh air, I'm feeling suffocated in here". It had barely been an hour since they came home and showed Wooyoung his room and suddenly rushed to his own room for 'protection'.

"We will accompany you then" the say and form a circle around Yeosang, which is even more suffocating than the room.

He rolls his eyes, "no, I want to go to Wooyoung's room" he's tired of this and just wants to see Wooyoung as soon as possible, so he'll just tell them.

The guards raise their eyebrows "the boy you came in with? Who is he? Why do you want to go to his room?"

They all stare at Yeosang with questioning eyes "I'm going to spend the night in his room" he says bluntly and one of the guards coughs loudly.

They asked the question, so he answered. It's not his fault they are so nosy.

"We were ordered to protect you, if-"

"Okay okay" Yeosang pushes past them, they could follow him if they liked "you can stand outside of Wooyoung's room instead of mine, but not too close"

Yeosang can feel their horrified stares as he walks down the hallway, but he couldn't care less and gives them one last smirk before opening the door. He slams it behind him which startles Wooyoung as he didn't notice Yeosang entering, and turns around to see him marching towards him. "Oh hey Yeosang, is there anything you nee-"

He is pushed roughly, making him sit on the bed as Yeosang sits in his lap, straddling his waist and pulls him in for a kiss.

Wooyoung almost chokes at the sudden action but immediately recovers as Yeosang runs his hand through his hair, lips moving roughly against his. He holds his waist and pulls him closer, tongues pushing against each other's. Yeosang's lips are soft even though the kiss isn't.

Wooyoung is pushed so that they lie down, and that he is on top of him. He wants to ask why he is suddenly kissing him like they won't ever see each other again, but he's not complaining so he lets him be. He's been craving his touch for ages so when Yeosang is giving it to him with such enthusiasm, who is he to stop him?

Wooyoung's hands move from his waist to his ass, squeezing it gently. The touch alone is enough to make Yeosang gasp softly, hot air against Wooyoung's lips, and the sound goes straight to his dick.

His fingers sneak beneath the hem of Yeosang's shirt and he fucking does it again, gasps right into his mouth as he sucks in his stomach. Wooyoung guesses his fingers are cold, and Yeosang's skin is burning. He presses in even closer and licks into Yeosang's  mouth, tongue tracing his teeth and doing things with it that leave him feeling drunk.

"So beautiful" He whispers against his lips.

Yeosang pulls away and cants his head back, sucking in a breath of the cooler air above them as Wooyoung rakes blunt nails up his sides, taking his shirt with them. Wooyoung is now at eye-level with his throat and gets distracted by its beauty. He wonders if Yeosang knows just what the hell he's doing when he presents it like that.

He leans forward to press his lips against the side of his neck, catching some skin between his teeth and bites it, softly, remembering that he's a prince and it would be preferred if he isn't all marked up. Yeosang turns to kiss him again, hands lazily playing with his hair.

Wooyoung can feel the kiss slowing down, Yeosang is probably tired after today, so he pulls away, resting their foreheads together and wrapping his arms around his waist in a hug.

Yeosang strokes his cheeks as he lols at him sleepily. "Thank you for coming with me"

Wooyoung smiles gently "If you wanted me to then of course I'll come with you, I'll do anything you want"

Yeosang's heart hammers in his chest, he can't handle it when Wooyoung talks all gently to him so he buries his face in his chest, feeling shy at they way he looks at him.

"I love you Yeosang"

He slowly looks up from his chest, smiling brightly. He didn't get to say it back last time. But now they have all the time in the world.

"I love you too. So much"

~

They wake up to loud knocking on the door, Yeosang lifts his head from Wooyoung's chest and groans "what" he just wants to go back to sleep.

They hear someone clearing their throat "your highness... you have a meeting in an hour, requested by the Queen".

Yeosang flops back into bed, holding tighter onto Wooyoung. He hates meetings, they're always so dull and serious, there's no doubt this ones going to be even longer too, but he has no choice but to attend.

He pushes Wooyoung onto his back and kisses his neck, trailing his lips along his jaw until he reaches his ear. "You wanna entertain me before the meeting?" He whispers in his ear then catches it between his teeth, making Wooyoung shudder.

He nods, trying not to moan at they way Yeosang kisses along his jaw again, hot breath fanning over him. "I need a shower, come on"

He pulls a flustered Wooyoung out of bed and takes him to the bathroom, getting rid of all his clothes so he does the same too. Turning the knob, hot water splashes over them and they both sigh at the same time, it's so relaxing Yeosang almost falls asleep again, but he needs to stay awake.

He places a hand behind Wooyoung's neck and pulls him in for a kiss, melting at the way their lips always slid perfectly into each other. They stand closer so that their bodies are touching.

Wooyoung's hands trail down Yeosang's back as he kisses his neck, biting where he likes it the most and earning soft moans from the other. His lips move down slowly, licking and kissing his wet body until he is kneeling on the shower floor, hot breath fanning over his stomach. Yeosang knows what's coming so he braces himself by sliding his fingers into Wooyoung's  hair, letting out a shaky breath when he takes his cock into his mouth.

Yeosang groans, head moving up and letting the water splash onto his faces as Wooyoung tightens the grip on his hips while moving his head. He has all the time in the world, sucking at him gently before pulling off again, tilting his head so he can kiss down the side of his shaft, then drag his tongue up again in a thick, wet stripe. Somewhere above him, Yeosang swallows audibly, fingers twitching against his hair while Wooyoung's own hands are roaming his sensitive thighs, fingernails digging into the inner side of them only occasionally.

Yeosang is already starting to turn into a mess of moans and shaky breaths. "Fuck" he says, and Wooyoung can feel his hips twitch. He lets out a breathy warning and Wooyoung just hums, the vibration against his dick make him cum immediately with a loud moan.

Wooyoung stands up straight after swallowing the whole load and crashes his lips onto Yeosang's, shoving his tongue inside and relishing the whines he got in return.

Yeosang removes his hand from around Wooyoung's waist to grab his cock, pumping it in between them as their tongues fought for dominance. Wooyoung seems determined to win though, as he turns the other around so that his back is flush against his chest. Yeosang let out a moans as his neck and shoulders are littered with bites and kisses, both whispering confessions of love to each other.

His back is pushed forward making him bend, as Wooyoung inserts a finger inside of him, pumping his tight hole until he can fit another one. Yeosang is a moaning mess under his touch and begs for more, so he obeys, slowly slipping in his member and lets him adjust to the feeling, hands running along his back and placing kisses on his spine.

When Yeosang tells him to move, he starts off slow. But the prince seems to want more as he tells him to go faster, hands trying to find a grip on the wall in front of him as Wooyoung's thrusts become harder, the sound of their skin slapping becoming louder.

Wooyoung changes the angle so he hits his prostate with every thrust and Yeosang almost faints with pleasure, hands slipping and struggling against the tiled wall. The grip on his hips tighten as Wooyoung moves faster, feeling close to the edge, moaning at they way his tight walls clench around him.

Their breaths become faster, Wooyoung's hips stuttering one last time before slamming into Yeosang, releasing his load inside him with a loud moan, Yeosang cums at the same time with shaky breaths, having orgasmed twice. Out of breath, they rinse themselves off, just standing in each other's presence and breathing simultaneously. Yeosang hugs Wooyoung tightly and buries his head in the others shoulder.

Once they get out, Yeosang only has little time left before his meeting, having spent most of his time in the shower. He gets ready quickly and leaves Wooyoung with a kiss, not having time to chat.

Wooyoung watches him go with a gentle smile. Yeosang was so happy, which makes him happy too. They don't have to think about anyone hurting them, they're not trapped anymore.

It makes his heart swell in happiness.

~
Apologies in advance, don't wait up for an update tomorrow, I'm going to need a bit more time but I'll probably get it done the day after hopefully, sorry again! I didn't mean for this to happen but I fell behind slightly, Hope everyone is doing well ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡