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Gondor Palace-Training Field
It's a field day for the knights, which means the First Ranked Knights and Grand Commanders will be training their pages and squires, preparing them for their trials to knightship. As the Military Commander in Chief, Liam's presence is required.
Liam stands under the pavilion, observing the training. The Prince is flanked by Sir Luther and Sir Francis.
The High Consort is dressed in an all-black attire covered with a velvet suit jacket adorned with silver queen bees with actual crowns, complete with heavy-duty boots, which isn't something Liam's used to wear on the field. But he's not doing heavy labor today, so the Prince is quite comfortable in his casual attire.
"Prince Liam, it's a pleasure to greet you once again." Dame Serena Mireya kneels before Liam.
"Please rise, Lad-I mean, Dame Serena. It's been a long time. And please drop the formality."
She smiles. "I haven't had the chance to congratulate you and the King. I missed the wedding due to our urgent trip to my wife's maternal home in Una. We've only returned recently to learn that the King and you had welcomed a Young Prince. My deepest apology for not being able to celebrate Prince Byron's arrival." Dame Serena said sincerely.
Serena Mireya is the daughter of Earl Lukas Mireya of Hamrnon and his husband, Lord Ismail Haas. Her parents were both subordinates of Liam's father. Serena knew Liam since they were kids, and they enrolled in the Military Academy together.
"There's nothing to apologize for. I always wanted to reach out to you, but I didn't want to be a bother. I haven't seen you since your wedding and that was three years ago. You left so suddenly. I hope nothing unfortunate happened. How have you and your wife been?"
"My mother-in-law was diagnosed with cluster headache. My wife wanted to spend more time with her mother to help her manage her condition. We were prepared to head back to Gondor about a year ago, but my wife became pregnant, so we decided to stay until the baby arrived."
"Oh, that is beyond exciting. I guess I'm not the only person who should be receiving good wishes." Liam can't believe Serena became a mother around the same time he did. "What wonderful news. Has your family returned to Gondor?"
"Yes, we have. We won't be leaving the capital anytime soon. My wife wants to stay home with our daughter as much as possible." Serena replies.
"That's amazing. We should have dinner together sometime. I want to introduce your family to Harry and the others."
"It will be an honor to accompany the Royal Family for supper. My wife will be delighted." Serena bows.
"Speaking of which, the Princes and I are planning for a vacation. It will be our first official getaway with the kids. We haven't had the chance to travel outside the kingdom as a family."
"I believe it will be a delightful experience. My wife and I had a beautiful time while we were away. Have Your Majesties picked a location?"
"Yes. We planned to take a trip to Irithica, Louis's kingdom. Louis hasn't visited his home since before he was married to Harry. We would like to use this opportunity for Louis and Edward to return to their maternal home. Also, it's a great chance to explore the captivating land of Irithica." Liam expresses.
"It does sound fantastic, but what does the King think of it?"
Liam sighs. "I haven't had the chance to bring it up with him. Harry has been so busy. I don't know when is a good time to approach him with the idea. He might not want to leave during this time. It's barely been a month since Harry introduced the new proposition to his council. I'm afraid he's still not ready to leave it alone."
"Which is all the more reason for you to propose this vacation, Your Highness. Think about it. The King is desperately throwing himself at work because he feels the need to do everything on his own. The only way to get him to stop is to remove him from the scenario. It's easier to judge something when you're not a part of it. To know if a balloon could float, you need to release it. His Majesty will need your help to pry his hands off, and he won't like it in the beginning. But that's what you're here for," Serena puts it as simply as she can. She trusts Liam to figure it out for himself.
Liam thinks for a moment. "Are you saying I should plan the trip and inform Harry afterward?"
"Not quite. A little persuasion can go a long way." Serena gives him a sly smile.
"Oh," Liam realizes.
"Liam," Harry calls from behind.
Liam sees Harry approaching their pavilion. "Harry," The Prince turned to glance at his husband and found himself staring. Apparently, Harry had gotten rid of his shirt during training due to the heat, exposing his broad chest and shoulders that were glistering with sweat.
Liam cleared his throat to hide the embarrassment. He shouldn't be gawking at his husband like that in public, but could you blame him? I mean, look at Harry.
"Your Majesty," Serena kneels to the King.
"Rise," Harry allows her to stand. "I don't believe we have met."
Serena shakes her head. "No, we haven't, Your Majesty. I am Serena Mireya of Hamrnon and a Second Class Commander under the Harroway management. I have spent the last two and a half years in Una with my family."
"Very kind of you to visit Liam so soon after your return," Harry compliments. "I hope to see you at this year's tournament."
"So do I, My King. I should take my leave. I wish Your Majesties great health."
"Thank you, Dame Serena," Harry nods.
"I'll see you again, Serena."
Serena bows to the King and Prince before leaving.
"You've been here all day. Have you taken a break?" Harry wraps an arm around Liam's waist.
"I've taken a break an hour ago, and I haven't done a single exercise today. I'm only here to oversee things. No need to worry."
"I know you're responsible. I never had to worry about you." Harry smiles. "Are you ready to go back?"
"I need to stop by the armory to ensure everything is recorded and stored in the right area. Why don't you come with me?" Liam offers.
"Good idea," Harry agrees.
The two head to the armory with their First Knights. When they arrived, Liam told the knights to return to their home and dormitory. Luther and Francis were dismissed as well.
Harry guides Liam into the armory. The servants closed the door behind them.
"Why did you tell Luther and Francis to go home? You always do your rounds with them." Harry asks.
"Because I want some alone time with you." Liam smiles at his husband. "We hardly spend any time together these days." He clings to Harry's arm.
"I'm sorry, darling." Harry holds Liam's hands. "I've been busy with-"
"With your council. I know. It's not a bad idea to replenish. You're always reminding me to take a break when working. I think you need to take your own advice." Liam leads Harry into one of the training halls.
"I promise to take a breather when we return."
"Why not now?" Liam closed and locked the door behind him.
"What are you doing, Liam?" Harry furrows his brows.
"I've dismissed everyone, including Sophie. We have this place to ourselves for at least the next two hours." Liam walks closer to Harry. "Byron is with Zayn and Louis. I don't have anything to do this evening. It's a while until dinner. Why not make good use of this free time?" Liam's face is so close to Harry's right now.
"What do you want to do?" Harry eyes his husband's inviting lips.
Liam moves. "It's been a while since we sparred. Why don't you help me release the tension a bit? And I'll release yours," he says mischievously.
"Release tension?" A smile slowly comes onto Harry's lips.
"Yes," Liam sheds his coat. "I'll help you relax. Unless you have something better to do,"
"Of course not," Harry says matter-of-factly. "How do you want to do this?"
"Let's do a warm-up," the High Consort unbuttons his sleeves and loosens his cravat. "A classic wrestle would do the trick."
"Wrestle, huh? I'm not very good with that." Harry follows his husband's lead.
"Don't worry. I'll go slow," Liam teases.
Harry laughs. It's been a while since he's seen this flirtatious side of his first husband. "Alright," the King accepts the challenge.
Liam raises his hands to shield his front. They both waited a second before lunging at each other. Harry used his weight to pin Liam against the wall, blocking his legs so he'd be forced to use his arms. "I dismissed several old captains today. They wanted me to implement rules from the Bronze Age. One of them even tried to get me to reconsider allowing women and bearers to participate in knighting ceremonies. No matter how many of them I knock down, there's always going to be some mindless old bastards randomly appearing in my court."
Liam flips their position while Harry is distracted. He pinned Harry's arms above his head, restricting his movements. "There will always be people like them. You shouldn't get too worked up about it. Our mission is to change, not eliminate. If you don't like them, have them removed from court." He pressed a kiss to Harry's lips.
The King sweeps Liam's leg from below, causing him to lose his balance. Harry caught his husband before he hit the wooden floors and acted as a cushion for Liam to fall on. "I told you to always secure the legs. That's the best way to ensure your opponent won't make any unexpected move." Harry looked up at Liam.
Liam is lying on top of Harry's body and looking down at him. "I've been in the academy longer than you. I think I could take care of someone before they have a chance to touch me." He speaks confidently.
Harry grabs Liam's waist and flips them over. "Oh, really? Then, how did you end up on the ground?"
"That's because I wasn't trying to hurt you. Do you think I'd let anyone get on top of me?"
Harry didn't reply. Instead, his eyes got a bit darker, and he pressed his hungry lips against Liam's.
Liam was surprised but decided to follow Harry's lead. It was the result he wanted, after all. The Prince opened himself up to his husband.
After a while, the King starts grinding his hips against his husband, looking to find some friction. Liam can feel Harry's hardened manhood right above his. He lightly pushes Harry's shoulder to stop the King's motion. "Harry..." he moans a little.
The King pulls away. "Sorry, darling. I can't wait any longer." He rapidly sheds his remaining clothes, which isn't much. "Come here!" Harry kisses Liam again. This time more quickly and eagerly.
"Mmhh..." Liam can't find his voice.
Don't know how much time has passed. Liam feels like it's been forever, yet his husband's energy doesn't seem to be diminishing one bit.
"OH! Ahhh...by the gods! Harryyy...aaaa...mhmmm...I forgot how-AH-goood...this was..." Liam is sitting on top of Harry, riding his manhood like it's the last time he ever will.
"Slow down, darling. I'm-nuh-not going to last if you continue-to-mmhh-at this pace...NGH!" Harry says while watching Liam engulfing his cock over and over again.
"S-so-ry...can't help it. It's-aaa-too...mm...too good...UMMM..ahhh..." During the duration of his pregnancy, Liam had an incredibly low sexual drive. Therefore, Harry refrained from initiating intimacy. So, basically, Liam hasn't had proper and enjoyable sex in the last year and a half.
Harry chuckles. "I-uh-I see. You're throbbing inside, darling. But, how about we switch it up a bit?"
"...Mhmm...ah..." Liam nods rapidly, because he's too caught up in the wave of pleasure he can't even speak properly.
"Come here...Ahhggg!" Harry held onto Liam's waist to stop his movement for a second. The King lifted both of them off the ground with Liam hanging onto him like a koala. He placed Liam's back against the wall for support. In this position, they could be face-to-face.
Liam wrapped his legs securely around Harry's waist. "H-Harry I-I...ummm...I need to tell you something...ah...!"
Harry started thrusting himself into Liam's warm cavern again, and from this position, he had more leverage. "Now, darling? Couldn't it wait? Mnn..." Harry said while kissing Liam.
"Mmm...I was-ah-serious about helping you take a...oh god-AAA...a break...mmmnnn..."
Harry smiles against his lips. "I'm taking one right now...uhgg..." He thrusts at Liam's sweet spot.
"AAHH...Ummmnn...mmm..."
Harry shoves his face into Liam's neck, kissing and leaving small bites. He loves the way Liam smells. The way he sounds whenever Harry moves inside of him, and the way Liam tightens around his manhood whenever he hits the right spot within him. "What do you think we've been doing for the past hour, darling?"
"ahh...mnn...I don't-ah-don't mean it like this...I mean, this-uumm...is wonderful, Harry. B-but-aaa-I want us to leave G-Gondor for-UMM...AH! I can't...uh...too fast!"
"Leave Gondor? What do you mean, Liam?" Harry pulls himself away from Liam's alluring collarbone.
"I-AH-I mean-we-us...AHHH!" Liam can't think straight anymore. Harry's hitting his sweet spot. "...MMM...uh...ahhh...Harry, the others a-ahh-and I think...p-please slow down-UHHH...we should take a break and leave Gondor for a-aaahhh...umm...by the gods...I'm close...UGGG!" Liam gripped his husband's strong shoulders and tightened his legs around Harry's midsection.
"But the prop-"
"...ummm...y-you're pro-proposition has already done w-what-oh don't stop...AAAHHH...you wanted it to do. N-now-aahhh...you need to leave it-MMMNN...to take effect and-AAAA! A-And come back t-to-uuum...finds its flaws l-later...but you-AAAHH-can't-can't do it when-oh goddess...when you're constantly-ah...h-hovering and-and won't let...MMM...AGG... y-yourself rest...Ah...aaaa...AHHH...!" Liam used up his last bit of consciousness. "...mmm...p-please...H-Harry... let me...AH...come...UUMM...!"
Harry seized Liam's swollen manhood and gave him soft strokes while continuing to move in and out of his first husband. "Come...AAGG...MN! Come for me, darling!" He sucks on Liam's neck again and thrusts his cock into the spot that makes Liam goes numb with pleasure.
"HARRY...AHHH...UUUHHH...HARRY-I-I-oh goddess! Harryyy-AH...AHHHH...!" Liam climaxed between them.
"Agg-uhh...there you go, darling." Harry could feel his husband clenching his cock tightly as he climaxed. The King hasn't relieved himself yet, but he's more focused on helping the High Consort work through his waves of uncontrolled pleasure.
'Knock. Knock. Knock.'
The loud knock at the door caused the two to snap out of their sexual peak moment. Liam was started by the sound, causing him to tighten his walls around Harry's still throbbing cock.
Harry groans at the sensation. He's starting to regret not dragging Liam back to their chamber before things escalate this far. "What is it?" Harry almost yelled at the door. He tries to make his voice sound as even as possible, but it still comes off pretty rough.
"Your Majesties, Prince Louis is requesting your presence for lunch." It's William. He must've asked Sophie about their location. Luckily, he didn't enter the hall, or it would be humiliating. The image of the King and High Consort of Gondor getting it off in the armory because they couldn't help themselves like some hormonal kids isn't the ideal reputation.
Liam's face is flushed with embarrassment.
Harry kisses his first husband's lips to reassure him before turning his attention back to the door. "Tell Louis we're coming."
Liam blushed harder at the irony of the statement. He let out a sigh of relief when they knew that William was gone for sure. "I can't believe that just happened. What is wrong with me today? Why did I suggest we play around like adolescents? We almost got caught. By Aphrodite, that was so embarrassing." He covers his face with his hand.
"It's not as embarrassing as you think." Harry tries to cheer him up. "So, you want our family to leave Gondor for some time?"
Liam drops his hand from his face. "Not leave. Go on a vacation. We haven't had a proper family getaway since we married. Then, there was the fact that all four of us got pregnant over the past year. Now, the kids are here, and it's the perfect time to catch a break. Besides, you've been working so hard. We thought you would like a break."
"I'm sorry, Liam. I have been spending a lot of time working."
"That's not the point. You've been so indulged in the new proposition because you're afraid it's not going to address all of the problems. But you know as well as I do that you can't sit there and fix every problem you spot. You have to give it time. It's how everything works in politics. You have to let it play out. Then, manage the concerns. Harry, I'm afraid there are not enough bills, laws, or propositions in the world to address all the challenges. We'll have to deal with it long-term. Throwing yourself into work won't make it work any faster."
Harry smiles. "You're right. As always. I just wish we weren't so tied up while having this conversation." He looks down at where they're connected.
Liam flushes a bright pink color from his neck to his face. "It was the only way to get you alone," he jokes.
Harry leans in for a kiss, but Liam flinches at the movement. "What's wrong?"
"Sorry, I'm still sensitive."
"Let's get dressed and head to the Dining Hall before someone else comes to check on us," Harry was about to help Liam back on his feet.
"Wait, you haven't relieved yourself yet," Liam placed a hand on Harry's chest to stop him.
"I'll be fine. We can resume after dinner." Harry assures him.
Liam shakes his head. "No, I did this to help you relax. I'm not going to make you wait." The Prince asks Harry to let him down, and once he regains his footing, he slowly releases Harry's manhood from his insides. Liam got down on his knees and took ahold of Harry's enlarged organ.
"Darling, you don't need to do it. I'm fine. I promise."
"You're not going to last through dinner with this thing." Liam gives the base a stroke and takes the entire manhood with his mouth.
The pleasure almost caused Harry to trip over his own feet. "By Apollo's cock! Take it easy, darling-ow! Alright."
Liam gives Harry's sack a good squeeze to make him stop talking. Judging by the king's expression, Liam knew he was right. There's no way Harry was going to hold it together until after dinner. It's impossible. The older man's mind is exploding with pleasure as Liam is working his cock with his mouth and tongue. Harry is moments away from conquering his climax.
Dining Hall
After taking care of their 'deed,' Liam and Harry headed to the Dining Hall, where everyone was waiting for them. Harry walked with a hint of delight in his steps. He looks like a man who carries a sense of accomplishment and fulfillment.
The King has changed into a black suit attire embroidered with red and pink flowers, which makes his appearance ethereal and will guarantee to capture anyone's glance.
Liam, on the other hand, looks a bit flush. His lips are swollen and his face is rosy. The High Consort tries his best to straighten out the creases on his clothes, but it still looks a little too rough for his liking. The others are definitely going to figure out what they've been doing, which isn't a bad thing. They're all adults and have engaged in intimate acts before, but Liam is an introvert when it comes to these things, so he's quite flustered.
Louis reprimanded them as soon as they stepped in the door. "Finally, I was about to send out a search party for you two. What took you guys so long?" Louis complains.
Louis is wearing a black and white suit with cactus patterns and a stripe collar shirt, matching his playful personality.
"You guys could've eaten first." Harry helps Liam with his chair and takes his seat at the head of the table.
Lou, the Head Attendant, took it as a signal to start serving the Royal Family their lunch.
"And not wait for the King? We weren't raised by wolves," Louis joked. "Although, one of my cousins-in-law is a werewolf and seelie hybrid." He isn't joking this time.
"A wolf and seelie mated? Wouldn't that raise some problems with their families?" Niall asks.
Niall is wearing the most colors out of everyone. His attire consists of a half sapphire blue and half parchment yellow colored suit made out of sheer fabric, showing off his toned body.
"Oh, yes. They were both disowned by their families, which was how they ended up in Irithica." Louis informs.
"Did the training go overtime, Liam? I heard there are a lot of new squires this year." Zayn asks Liam.
Zayn chooses to wear a causal black suit with a white collar shirt, black vest, and tie. The Prince was working on an artwork earlier today and didn't want to wear something that's easily stained, so he went with something simple.
Liam nods. "It did go a little over overtime, but Harry did most of the work." Liam smiled at Harry.
"Speaking of Irithica, Liam told me that you guys wanted to go on a vacation as a family. I think it's a great idea. We've had a rough year, and I've been doing nothing but work for the past months. A getaway is what we need, and this is the opportunity for us to visit Louis' home in Irithica." Harry reaches for Louis' hand and intertwines their fingers.
Louis kissed his cheek as a gratitude gesture.
"Really? So, you're coming us to Irithica?" Niall jumps in his seat.
"Of course, were you planning to go without me?" Harry questioned Niall.
Niall sighs. "Harry, I love you, but I really need this vacation." The youngest Prince gives Harry an apologetic smile.
"Wait," Louis sits up in his seat. "Was this why you two were late?" He pinches his eyes and asks teasingly.
Liam blushes in embarrassment again. "Seriously? This is what you want to focus on. We just told you we're taking you home to visit your family after so long."
"I can focus on two things. What happened out there? Did the training become too intense? The sun was too hot? You guys decided to blow off some steam?" Louis moves his eyebrows in a dramatic way.
Zayn laughs into his fist.
Liam clears his throat. "You need to stop prying before we leave you behind, Tommo." Liam threatens.
"Good luck finding a place to stay, Payno." Louis counters.
Harry chuckles at his husbands' childish banter. "What do we have on the menu today, Lou?" He tries to change the subject.
"Your Majesties, the kitchen prepared steamed eggs with minced meat, braised pork with rice cake and quail eggs, steamed chicken with chestnut, seafood rice, and black pepper short ribs." Lou had the servants serve the food to the Royal Family.
Steamed Eggs with Minced Meat
Braised Pork with Rice Cake and Quail Eggs
Steamed Chicken with Chestnut
Seafood Rice
Black Pepper Short Ribs
"Everything looks so appetizing, but I can't wait to try all the native dishes of Irithica." Niall raises his glass. "I want to make a toast to our first family getaway. Also, everyone has to promise that as soon as we step foot onto Irithica, no one is allowed to do anything related to work."
"I agree with Niall," Zayn speaks. "We need to keep true to the vacation spirit. No work. No business. And no taking time away from family. Unless it's something urgent, of course."
Louis laughs. "I don't think that'll be possible for Harry or Liam."
Liam shrugs. "I convinced Harry to come with us so he could relax. I wouldn't want to tempt him by creating distractions or taking away family time. Therefore, I will try my best to refrain from working. What about you, Harry?" Liam looks at his husband.
Harry grins at his husbands.
"What's with the look, Harold? You don't agree to the arrangement? I mean, if you want, we can give you occasional free cards to use for work time. It can't be more than once a day, though, because-"
"I didn't say I don't agree with the arrangement." Harry cuts him off.
"You didn't say anything," Zayn supplies.
"I was thinking who I should choose to take my place while we're gone. You are all my co-regent, but I can't leave any of you behind now, can I?" Harry jests. "So, I will need someone to take my place as acting ruler while I'm gone."
"Who do you have in mind, Harry?" Liam asks.
"Diana," Harry says without hesitation.
Louis nods. "She would be a great acting ruler. Diana is next in line after you and our children."
"Plus, she's a Style. So, those traditionalistic old freaks couldn't object either." Zayn makes fun of the conservative noblemen.
"Diana will make a wonderful Queen." Niall agrees.
"So, it is settled. I'll make an announcement first thing during tomorrow's court session."
"And we'll seek Diana's permission," Liam volunteers.
"I'm certain she will agree." Louis shines.
"Excellent!" Harry raises his wine glass. "To our new adventure."
"Cheers!" Liam, Louis, Niall, and Zayn met Harry's glass with theirs at the center of the dining table.