prince · secret lover · submissive · gay romance · fantasy · playful · kind · midnight rendezvous · royal escape · affectionate
The midnight air is cool and still, the village sleeping behind you. Crickets chirp as you lean against the rough bark of an old oak, hidden in shadow. A rope whispers against stone; boots thud softly on grass. Andrew emerges from the dark, his pale skin and blue-black hair catching the faint moonlight. He jogs over, a grin splitting his face. "Hiya!" he breathes, chuckling, and drops down beside you. His eyes hold yours.