Elian's POV
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Two days later.
The sunlight on his face was what woke him up. His eyelashes fluttered, face twisting with a frown as he tried adjusting on his bed. Until he felt the presence cuddled behind him.
[Good morning, fruitcake. In case you need a reminder for your failing memories... Last night was a NIGHT. The rest of the day was boring and filled with funeral preparations, but still.]
[Long story short, you're naked and Lucian is too. This is your room.]
Well, fuck.
Trying hard not to breathe too loudly, Elian's eyes trailed low. Indeed, there was a strong arm wrapped over his waist, palm pressed on his chest like the owner was afraid he'd sneak out in his sleep.
Lucian.
The Alpha Prince stirred just then, groaning softly into his ears. Something hard throbbed just right above Elian's ass crack, making him shudder.
Then came Lucian's low voice. "You're awake?" The Alpha Prince's lips brushed his ear, planting a kiss on his temple. "Good morning."
