(Warning: More Empire Level Spice.)
Elian's POV
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When Lucian raised his head from Elian's most tender parts, he licked his lips, his gaze trailing every inch of him like he didn't know where to start.
Meanwhile, Elian felt like he was going to sink right into the sofa he was lying on. He stared at Lucian, noting one factor that stood between him and a good time.
The Alpha Prince's clothes.
"Why don't you take these off?" Elian said with a shaky voice, stuttering as his hands tugged at the sleeves of Lucian's shirt before snaking their way to his pants. "I'm naked and you're not."
Lucian smirked, grabbing Elian's right wrist with one swift motion before whispering. "Someone's so greedy..."
Elian pouted his lips but before he could argue further, his eyes widened as he watched Lucian take his shirt off with one fluid movement, flinging it aside.
