Back in their room after dinner, Rain let out a long breath, tugging off his shirt and tossing it somewhere near the chair. Damien was quieter than usual, brooding, and grumpy. Rain could feel the tension still humming beneath his skin like a pulled bowstring.“Are you going to say something,” Rain asked, “or are you going to keep pacing the room like a nervous puppy?”Damien shot him a look but said nothing. Instead, he crossed the room in three long strides, cupped Rain’s jaw, and kissed him.Rain melted into it, fingers curling around Damien’s shirt, tugging him closer until the two of them collapsed onto the bed, laughing, as they frantically touched each other. Lips met skin. Shirts were lost to the dark. Rain’s laughter softened into a gasp as Damien’s hands touched every part of him until he was a moaning mess.And when the world outside their door faded, they found each other again in their own little bubble, no palace, no princes, just them.---Later, tangled in sheets a
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