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Lance slipped into the room, shutting the door and locking it quietly behind him. Walking to the window, he sighed and sat down on the edge. Justin was curled up against the glass in front of him, his knees drawn up to his chest and his head resting on them. He was dressed in dirty rags and fast asleep. Lance ran a hand across his golden curls, and then a finger down Justin's cheek. Slowly, he started to wake up. His eyes fluttered open and he looked up.

"Lance?" he asked, shock evident in his voice and his eyes. "Oh my God! What are you doing here? I-I'm filthy and dirty and-" he sniffled and got up, starting to pace around the room. "I'm sorry I couldn't come today, I am. I got held up here and-" He turned and Lance's heart broke at the tears in his eyes. Justin looked down at his dirty clothes and lowered his head. "You weren't supposed to see me this way," he whispered.

Almost immediately, Justin felt strong arms around him, and he collapsed into Lance's embrace, sobbing quietly. Lance kissed his neck and gently rocked him back and forth.

"Shh, baby, calm down," he soothed. "It's all right. It's okay. I don't care who you are or how much money you have. I love you."

Justin stopped crying except for the occasional hiccup. He wiped his eyes and stood up, looking at Lance. "You do?" he whispered.

Lance smiled, wiping a lone tear away from Justin's cheek, and leaned in to kiss him. Their lips met softly, Lance wanting Justin to know how much he loved him. Their arms wrapped around each other and Lance scooted back to the bed, bringing Justin with him. "Yes," he whispered in between kisses, "I love you."

Justin sighed into Lance's mouth and pushed him back onto the bed, crawling on top of him. "I love you, too," he whispered, before crushing his lips to Lance's in a passionate kiss, letting his tongue sweep into the prince's mouth. Lance moaned and started removing Justin's shirt. They broke apart just long enough to get both of their shirts off, and then laid back on the bed as lips and naked chests met. Justin started kissing along Lance's jaw, across to his chin and down his throat, where he paused for a minute to suck on Lance's Adam's apple. Just when Lance was getting into it though, Justin moved on.

He kissed a path down Lance's chest, dipping his tongue into his belly button and blowing before moving on. When he reached the waist of Lance's slacks, he looked up nervously. Lance smiled and nodded, and Justin slowly slipped his pants and underwear off in a few tugs. He immediately moved up the bed to kiss Lance again, grinding his still clothed lower half against Lance's

Lance moaned softly and removed the rest of Justin's clothes. He looked over the younger man, soaking in his beauty and kissing Justin's neck.

"You, Justin, are beautiful," he whispered, looking straight into Justin's
eyes to show that he was serious. Justin's eyes filled with tears and looked down at the bed. Lance lifted his chin up with a finger, kissing him sweetly on the lips. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Justin sighed and let Lance kiss his tears away. "It's just," he began,
looking at Lance and blushing slightly, "no one's ever told me that before."

Lance felt his heart break and he kissed Justin passionately, rolling on top of the younger man and grinding their bodies together. He kissed Justin's chest, making his way down to his stiff erection. He licked up it slowly, watching Justin shiver with pleasure. They made eye contact, and Lance whispered, "I'm going to show you just how beautiful you are," before bowing his head and taking Justin into his mouth.

Justin cried out, his hands fisting into Lance's hair as he urged him on.
Lance's tongue was doing amazing things to him, things that Justin had never felt before. His heart was full of so many different emotions, the main ones being lust and love. He tensed suddenly and Lance picked up speed. Justin tried to hold on but he couldn't. He screamed into the pillow as he shot his load into Lance's waiting mouth.

Lance licked his lips and kissed his way up Justin's chest, lying down beside him. "What's wrong?" he asked, wondering why Justin was blushing.

Justin looked down at the bed. "I'm sorry I came so fast," he said. "It's
just that ... I haven't ... I never..."

Lance kissed him and pulled him closer. "That's okay," he said. "I don't
care."

Justin smiled and rolled on top of him. He let his hand travel down Lance's chest, enjoying the way Lance shivered beneath his touch, and gripped the other man's hard erection tightly. Lance moaned loudly as Justin stroked him. "Just because I've never done this before," whispered Justin, "doesn't mean I can't learn."

Lance nodded against his pillow, bucking his hips into Justin's strong hand. Justin made his way down, and covered Lance's cock with his mouth. Lance growled and bucked his hips up. Justin moved up and down, trying not to choke himself but loving the way Lance felt beneath him. Lance tensed and tried to pull Justin's head away, but the younger man held on tightly. Lance cried out as he came in Justin's mouth, and Justin swallowed all that he could. He laid down beside Lance, wrapping his arms around him and kissing his temple. "Was
that okay?" he whispered.

Lance laughed and grinned. "Baby, that was *way* more than okay! That was ... damn."

Justin laughed. "Good."

They snuggled together for a few more minutes before Lance got up and started getting dressed.

"Where are you going?" asked Justin, trying not to panic.

Lance smiled and handed Justin his clothes. "We've got to get you out of here," he whispered. "Lou's probably wondering where the hell I am. I supposed to be using the bathroom."

Justin laughed, slapping a hand over his mouth to keep quiet. He quickly got dressed, and took Lance's hand.

"We'll come back for everything else later," whispered Lance.

Justin nodded and opened the door, giving Lance one more kiss before leading him towards the staircase. Once they were safely downstairs, they started for the door.

"Where the hell is Prince Lance?" grumbled Lou from another room.

Lance and Justin froze and quickly ducked inside the nearest closet, not closing the door all the way so that they could see what was happening. Lou came in with the guards behind him, and turned with his back to the closet door.

"You two wait here," he said grumpily. "I'll go look for the prince."

He jogged up the steps with heavy footsteps, and Lance and Justin opened the closet door when he was out of sight.

"Come on!" whispered Lance to the guards. "We're leaving!"

All four of them rushed out to the carriage, leaving the front door of the castle wide open. Lance and Justin snickered excitedly as they got in the back. Once everyone was in, the guards took the reigns and drove away from the Pearlman Castle.