He still couldn't believe the person he turned into at these parties. Energetic, cheerful, uninhibited, completely the opposite of the gloomy pathetic prince he was at other gatherings. He'd even grown brave enough to try some of the wine Bunet provided, though Pandreo always made sure he limited it to a single glass.

"Solm's wines can be strong, especially the kind Bunet likes to bring. And partying isn't as fun if you can't remember what you did the night before," he'd say. It was strong, Alcryst noted, but all it made him feel was lighthearted. He couldn't remember the last time he'd laughed or smiled this much.

"You're amazing, Pandreo," he murmured as they swayed to the beat. "I just...I'm having such a good time, I wish we could do this forever! I...I really like this version of me, so much better than the other one."

"Oh, don't be silly, the other Prince Alcryst is just as charming!" Pandreo hooked an arm around his waist and pulled him closer. "Really, I adore all of you." Alcryst's heart fluttered.

"Adore...me?" Pandreo blinked, turning a bit red.

"Perhaps I said too much."

"No..." Alcryst leaned into him. "I'm glad you said it. Pandreo, I...I really like you, too!" And before he could stop himself he was on his toes, crushing his lips to the other's, and Pandreo was kissing him back eagerly.

"Get a room!" someone shouted, and for a split second the spell almost broke, Alcryst's face flushing hotly as they broke the kiss. Pandreo didn't loosen his hold, though, stroking his cheek. His eyes gleamed, and Alcryst's pants suddenly felt tight.

Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the music, maybe it was something he'd been feeling for weeks since his first successful attempt at partying. But he wanted Pandreo to keep kissing him, to go further. To try a different kind of dancing with him.

"Shall we, then?" Pandreo asked, and Alcryst nodded. Pandreo smiled, and Alcryst was scooped up and carried out of the grand ballroom and towards the guest quarters.

They couldn't get inside fast enough, Pandreo locking the door behind them. They tumbled to the bed, lips coming together in a series of heated, short kisses. Alcryst tugged at the ties of Pandreo's robe, but Pandreo put a hand on his to slow him.

"Are you sure...?"

Alcryst had never been more sure of anything in his life, and not just because of all Pandreo had done for him. He wanted to throw off the last of his inhibitions, really let himself go, and he couldn't imagine doing that with anyone else.

He raised his hips, letting his erection grind against Pandreo's in response. Clothes were yanked off, flung around the room, Alcryst eagerly exploring the fit body against his own. His hand came to rest on the other's cock and he shuddered at how well-endowed the priest was.

Alcryst had penetrated himself before, with either fingers or the dildo he'd secretly purchased at fifteen when he began to explore his sexuality in secret. But Pandreo was definitely bigger than the dildo, and Alcryst knew that incredible length and thickness would feel even better inside him.

"Do you have anything...?" Pandreo nodded, taking out a vial of salve. Of course, Alcryst thought, he and Prince Fogado had probably spent a night or two together. "Good," he said. "I'm ready."

"Not yet, not yet..." Pandreo's hands slid along his chest, his back, fingers wrapping around Alcryst's cock. "You're really pretty, you know that?" His fingertips traced a battle scar on his shoulder, and Alcryst shuddered. "So pretty..."

"Pandreo." He felt torn; he wanted Pandreo to fuck him as soon as possible, but these gentle touches and words of praise...he'd never thought he could let himself enjoy such things. The sad, pathetic Alcryst of the everyday world seemed so far away, almost a shadow.

This Alcryst stood naked, beneath the adoring gaze of a handsome priest who wanted him. Pandreo's hands and lips traced every inch of his neck, his chest, his shoulders, Alcryst feeling his bones turn to liquid with every touch.

"Please."

Pandreo sat down and pulled him onto his lap. He moved to coat his fingers, and Alcryst shook his head.

"I don't need it. Just...take me, please, I want you inside me now." Pandreo didn't ask questions, simply slicked up his cock and thrust upward. Alcryst let out a cry, throwing his head back as Pandreo began to move right away. "Yes..."

It was quite possibly even more exhilarating than any dance. The heat of Pandreo's cock, filling him so thoroughly, sending shockwaves of delicious heat through him. Alcryst gripped the other's shoulders, moving with him, matching his thrusts with the eager bounce of his hips.

"Pandreo," he gasped, "Pandreo, it feels so...so..." And the words caught fire, melting together, tearing from his mouth in a single sound. "Awooooo!" Pandreo's eyes widened, and Alcryst felt his erection swell as he moved even faster.

"Again. Again, let me hear you!" Another howl, followed by a series of moans and gasps as Pandreo's thrusts slammed against a certain spot in him. "Yes, you sound so good...!" Closer, closer, heat racing through every pore of him. The bed creaked under them and he was sure everyone could hear him, but he was so far beyond giving a damn.

And then, the fire blazed and he saw light, throwing his head back with a cry...

"Awooooooooooooo!"

The sear of Pandreo's release filled him, and he was flying.

He wasn't aware of how much time had passed between his climax and his slow descent back to Earth. He slumped against Pandreo's shoulder, sweaty, panting. He lifted his head, Pandreo's eyes gazing warmly into his.

"Did I..."

"You did." Pandreo kissed him as he carefully pulled out. "Your best howls yet. We'll have to do this again sometime." They lay down under the covers, Pandreo pulling him close from behind and nuzzling his neck. Alcryst leaned into him, sighing contentedly.

He'd be back to his usual self tomorrow, he knew it, and he'd feel awkward around Pandreo knowing how wild he'd let himself get. But for now, he was so wonderfully exhausted, and no matter how he felt the next day he would never regret tonight.

They never did make it back to the party.