First I have to apologize, but my mothertongue is German and I haven't found a beta till now, so every spelling and grammar mistakes you find, shall be told and I will correct them. Otherwise I hope you'll enjoy the fic ;)
It wasn’t as if Edward disliked this new world, but he had to admit that he didn’t quite understand it. Everywhere blinking lights, women who wear tiny skirts which could pass as belts, half-naked men on big posters and the strangest thing he saw till now, two MEN kissing! He decided that this wasn’t his world but…. yeah, there’s this little “but” in his mind.
BUT would there be a difference between kissing a man and kissing a woman, not that he knew how it was to kiss a woman, but he had always imagined what it would feel like. Sweet, tender, romantic. But somehow the thought of kissing a man stuck in his head since he watched those two kissing.
And then he found Giselle suddenly all those strange thoughts forgotten. At least until a seconds later he first laid eyes on Robert. While swirling Giselle around there was only an image of this disheveled man on his mind. Edward tried to be his usual self and somehow managed to play the jealous prince who would do everything for his princess.
This “date-thingy”, Giselle wanted, was a glorious disaster, partially because his mind somehow had to imagine Robert in different states of undress. Stupid mind!
Later after Giselle left with Morgan the atmosphere between the two men turned even more awkward… or was it just Edward imagining it? The other man mumbled something and Edward snapped out of his thoughts with a: “What?!” “I asked if you want something to eat … or watch TV… or take a shower… or whatever.” Somehow Robert tripped over his words and then unconsciously ran a hand through his hair. The prince took a deep breath while he decided what to do. “A shower would be nice.” He surely smelled like a common rake and probably this would help so he could cool down a bit.
Robert showed him the shower. It was a strange thing to shower in such a way, Edward normally jumps under a waterfall but this would have to do too.
He undressed and got under the shower, somehow he managed to turn on the water. It was cold as ice, with a shriek he jumped out of it. A second later Robert ripped the door with a “What happened?” open. “Don’t you people have warm water?!” Robert just stared at him until the prince grew uncertain. What was this feeling he often got in this strange world, this tiny tingle in his stomach and below? He didn’t know how long they stared at each other but after some time the spell was broken. Robert avoided looking in his eyes when he showed him how to turn on the right temperature.
Under the spray Edward’s thoughts drifted to a scene the “magic mirror” showed him while he was waiting for Nathaniel to return. Back then he had thought the men in the clip where fighting, but they had the same expression on their faces as Robert had a few minutes ago and what he thought was slamming their heads against each other somehow managed to turn into some sort of kissing in his mind. He just had to know.
Edward dried himself with a towel and then wrapped it around his hips. He tiptoed around the apartment until he found Robert lying on his bed with his palms pressed upon his eyes. The lawyer groaned in a somehow frustrated way and when Edward approached him he slightly jumped/sat up. The two stared at each other until Robert reached out with a hand and beckoned the prince to come closer. Never leaving each other’s eyes Edward slowly approached the man on the bed. There it was again! That tingling feeling between his legs, he didn’t know what he wanted, just that he wanted ‘IT’. He didn’t stop when he reached the bed instead he let his towel fall down and crawled between Roberts legs who looked at him wide-eyed and with slightly parted lips.
Edward just had to do it, kneeling between the other mans legs and with his hands on the headboard he leaned closer and closer… and closer… never leaving Roberts eyes until lips lay soft on other lips. Finally he closed his eyes and just concentrated on the feeling which somehow seemed to go south. He gave into the urge to rub his hip against something.
Otherwise I hope you'll enjoy the fic ;)
It wasn’t as if Edward disliked this new world, but he had to admit that he didn’t quite understand it. Everywhere blinking lights, women who wear tiny skirts which could pass as belts, half-naked men on big posters and the strangest thing he saw till now, two MEN kissing!
He decided that this wasn’t his world but….
yeah, there’s this little “but” in his mind.
BUT would there be a difference between kissing a man and kissing a woman, not that he knew how it was to kiss a woman, but he had always imagined what it would feel like. Sweet, tender, romantic.
But somehow the thought of kissing a man stuck in his head since he watched those two kissing.
And then he found Giselle suddenly all those strange thoughts forgotten. At least until a seconds later he first laid eyes on Robert. While swirling Giselle around there was only an image of this disheveled man on his mind. Edward tried to be his usual self and somehow managed to play the jealous prince who would do everything for his princess.
This “date-thingy”, Giselle wanted, was a glorious disaster, partially because his mind somehow had to imagine Robert in different states of undress. Stupid mind!
Later after Giselle left with Morgan the atmosphere between the two men turned even more awkward… or was it just Edward imagining it? The other man mumbled something and Edward snapped out of his thoughts with a: “What?!”
“I asked if you want something to eat … or watch TV… or take a shower… or whatever.” Somehow Robert tripped over his words and then unconsciously ran a hand through his hair. The prince took a deep breath while he decided what to do. “A shower would be nice.” He surely smelled like a common rake and probably this would help so he could cool down a bit.
Robert showed him the shower. It was a strange thing to shower in such a way, Edward normally jumps under a waterfall but this would have to do too.
He undressed and got under the shower, somehow he managed to turn on the water. It was cold as ice, with a shriek he jumped out of it. A second later Robert ripped the door with a “What happened?” open.
“Don’t you people have warm water?!” Robert just stared at him until the prince grew uncertain. What was this feeling he often got in this strange world, this tiny tingle in his stomach and below?
He didn’t know how long they stared at each other but after some time the spell was broken. Robert avoided looking in his eyes when he showed him how to turn on the right temperature.
Under the spray Edward’s thoughts drifted to a scene the “magic mirror” showed him while he was waiting for Nathaniel to return. Back then he had thought the men in the clip where fighting, but they had the same expression on their faces as Robert had a few minutes ago and what he thought was slamming their heads against each other somehow managed to turn into some sort of kissing in his mind.
He just had to know.
Edward dried himself with a towel and then wrapped it around his hips. He tiptoed around the apartment until he found Robert lying on his bed with his palms pressed upon his eyes. The lawyer groaned in a somehow frustrated way and when Edward approached him he slightly jumped/sat up.
The two stared at each other until Robert reached out with a hand and beckoned the prince to come closer.
Never leaving each other’s eyes Edward slowly approached the man on the bed. There it was again! That tingling feeling between his legs, he didn’t know what he wanted, just that he wanted ‘IT’. He didn’t stop when he reached the bed instead he let his towel fall down and crawled between Roberts legs who looked at him wide-eyed and with slightly parted lips.
Edward just had to do it, kneeling between the other mans legs and with his hands on the headboard he leaned closer and closer… and closer… never leaving Roberts eyes until lips lay soft on other lips. Finally he closed his eyes and just concentrated on the feeling which somehow seemed to go south. He gave into the urge to rub his hip against something.
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