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I hope you all enjoy this final chapter, especially Pink Bead Girl and Chyny.

- Chapter Start -

Eyes snapping open, Kaname stared down at the crimson pillow in front of him without seeing it. He was still panting and shaking, but his mind had gone blank with shock.

Kiryuu had just ejaculated inside him! Inside him, the insolent slave!

Kaname could hear the raspy, labored breathing behind him and feel those lean hips rolling against his buttocks in sharp, tight circles. With his enjoyment rudely cut short, he lunged forward, almost losing his balance and falling flat on his face as he sought to free himself from Kiryuu's substantial possession.

"Get off of me!" he snarled. "How dare you!"

Resting his weight on one hand, he reached behind him with his other and grasped Kiryuu's fingers, tearing them from his hips. He twisted around sharply, knocking Kiryuu's other hand away and separating their bodies at the same time. As soon as he landed on his back, his sore entrance protested, the dull ache flaring into a sharp burn.

Kiryuu was standing at the side of the bed and looking down at him with a stunned expression as if he couldn't believe what he had just done. He was still gasping, chest heaving and eyes wide.

Propping himself up on his elbows, Kaname shook his long hair out of his face and glared up at him.

"How dare you spend yourself inside me, slave! You have defiled your King!"

Furious, he jerked upright, wanting to leap right off the bed and strike Kiryuu right across the face. Three sensations stopped him - the sharp sting in his behind, the noticeable tremors in his knees, and - oh God - the feeling of something warm seeping out of him.

"Kaname?"

Swinging to Yuuki, Kaname glared at her with narrowed eyes.

"Do not blame Zero. I gave him permission to come inside you," she said calmly. "He has not spent himself in a month."

Kaname's eyes flicked back to Kiryuu and noted the semen still dripping from the flushed head of that impressive length. An unpleasant suspicion unfolded in his mind, one that made him curl his hands into fists.

"Tell me he has never spent himself inside you," he growled to Yuuki in a voice that boded ill for Kiryuu, promise or no promise.

"No. Never," she answered immediately, her answer supported by Kiryuu's swift head shake.

Ignoring the relief he felt, Kaname kept his eyes narrowed at her.

"This was not part of my punishment!" he stated coldly.

Yuuki tilted her chin higher, but Kaname detected a hint of fear lurking in her big brown eyes.

"My King, if I had told him to stop, it would have ruined your pleasure," she explained in a placating tone. "Surely that would have made things worse?"

"It was supposed to be my punishment, wasn't it?" he shot back. The irony of his words made him flush, but he continued glaring at her until a muffled thud made them turn their heads.

Kiryuu had dropped to his knees on the carpet, hands clasped in his lap and silver head bowed in Kaname's direction.

"Your Majesty. I crave your pardon. Please forgive me."

- o -

After a month's abstinence with several acts of pleasing Queen Yuuki in between, Zero's orgasm was both prolonged and profound, a heightened experience that bordered on pain. He was literally helpless during those long moments as he weathered the continuous explosions of intense bliss that rocketed through his body without pause, setting his every nerve end on fire, spasming every muscle in his body and pumping out his seed in forceful jets.

King Kaname's sudden action in pulling their bodies apart jerked Zero from his acute euphoria and the enormity of what he had done started to dawn on him, causing his still pounding heart to skip a beat. Being ordered to claim the very tight body of his King was one thing, but coming inside him?

That was a No, a huge No!

After treading so carefully around this volatile royal couple for years, Zero knew he had made a colossal mistake despite Queen Yuuki's express permission. What she said was true enough; there was no way he would have been able to hold out unless he had stopped immediately and withdrawn from the virginal confines he was buried in – Kaname's orgasmic convulsions were almost as strong as Yuuki's and that had thrown Zero right over the edge.

But Kaname was the King. A proud and forgetful man being punished by his furious wife perhaps, but the King nevertheless.

Zero knew what he had done was unforgivable, almost as unforgivable as how much he had enjoyed making Kaname lose his mind and hearing his cries for more. Following his instincts, he quickly knelt down.

"Your Majesty. I crave your pardon. Please forgive me."

- o -

Kaname was hard pressed to keep from crowing as he savoured the sight of a suppliant Kiryuu and a chagrined looking Yuuki. He had the upper hand now. He was no longer the forgetful monarch, but the wronged one.

Fast upon the heels of that sweet triumph though, came a quandary of enormous proportion – what should he do about it?

For one thing, he couldn't punish Kiryuu after promising Yuuki that he wouldn't. For another, he couldn't punish Yuuki, not after she had claimed to put his satisfaction first. He could take his anger out on her in bed and treat her much rougher than usual, but that had never been his style nor would causing her pain assuage his pride or make him forget what had happened. He couldn't take Kiryuu that way either for his interest had never run to males. Besides, Yuuki would never allow her precious slave to be touched by anyone else.

It was mortifying to realise that despite being the injured party, Kaname could not come up with a suitable punishment for either one of them. He was - there was no other way of putting it - royally screwed.

Making sure none of his increasingly exasperated thoughts showed on his face, Kaname slowly moved to the side of the bed and got down. He held back a wince as his body protested and wracked his brains for a way out that would leave him with as much pride as possible while showing he would not stand for anymore such nonsense. It was the ticklish sensation of something trickling down the insides of his thighs that provided an idea, a lame one to be sure, but one he pounced on anyway. He looked down at Kiryuu, still kneeling on the floor, making sure his face projected nothing but utter disdain.

"Get up and run me a hot bath," he ordered and jerked his head at the en-suite bathroom.

Kiryuu blinked in surprise before glancing at Yuuki. At her swift nod, he got up and bowed before going inside the bathroom.

"Get the sheets changed," Kaname ordered Yuuki next.

Her eyes widened a bit before she almost ran to the set of tasseled ropes hanging from the corner to summon a maid.

Kaname pressed his lips together and shook his head. Seeing them scurry around to do his bidding would not satisfy his need for revenge at all, but he also knew Yuuki's penitence would not last more than a couple of hours.

Picking up his black silk robe, he shrugged it back on and stood in stony silence as two maids knocked on the door and hurried in with fresh linen. Under the intense gaze of their Queen, they stripped the soiled bedding and replaced them, tucking and smoothing and arranging the pillows at top speed, not even daring look at each other as they worked.

As soon as they left, Kiryuu appeared at the bathroom door to announce that Kaname's bath was ready.

"Bathe me," Kaname ordered.

- o -

The large, white tiled bathroom was redolent with the scent of almond, the air warm and moist.

Kaname took a deep breath, pulling the soothing fragrance deep into his lungs as he made his way to the large, sunken tub in the middle of the room, half filled with hot, sudsy water. Shedding his robe for the second time, he gingerly stepped inside tub and sat down, allowing himself a small sigh of pleasure. The temperature of the scented water was perfect and silky from almond oil and healing bath salts.

Kiryuu settled down behind him and Kaname soon felt a cool, lavender scented liquid poured onto his hair, followed by a slow stream of warm water. Careful fingers mixed both types of liquid and worked up a rich lather.

In keeping with his coldly furious appearance, Kaname sat upright in the tub, chin lifted and back straight, determined to spend the next few minutes thinking up more odious tasks for Kiryuu. Getting a bath out of the slave, however promising it felt, however skilled those fingers were, couldn't begin to make up for the enormity of releasing inside him.

To his consternation, Kaname had to concentrate to keep that thought at the forefront of his mind especially when those fingers slipped out of his hair and started kneading the stiff muscles at the back of his neck and shoulders. Oh, that felt good... but no – think tasks. Think difficult and unpleasant tasks.

He couldn't come up with a single one.

By the time his hair was rinsed and his shoulders and back rubbed clean with a soapy washcloth, his mind was well on its way to a blissful, soporific state. He found himself leaning back with his head resting against a folded towel, eyes closed and breathing slow.

A tiny part of his mind that was still alert continued to track the movement of that washcloth as it went over his arms, hands and fingers with the same thoroughness before travelling onto his chest, the friction causing his sensitive nipples to tingle. His relaxed body stirred in response, beguiled by the sensual almond fragrance and the gentle, almost loving attentions of his bath attendant.

When that washcloth dipped past his flat stomach, Kaname held his breath and bit back a groan when it skipped over his groin entirely and went onto his thighs, Kiryuu likely not wanting to provoke him further. He opened his eyes to study Kiryuu from beneath his lashes, his attention caught by long damp strands of silver hair and a single bead of sweat rolling down a lean cheek before plopping onto a well-defined chest, rising and falling with its owner's exertions.

Kaname had never before looked at another male with interest, but his body seemed determined to prove him wrong, more blood flowing down to pool in his groin. He pressed his lips together in annoyance and shut his eyes, keeping them closed even when Kiryuu pulled on his arms to get him to lean forward.

The feel of that washcloth going under his thighs had Kaname shifting his hips obligingly until he realised he was actually trying to position Kiryuu's fingers in the cleft between his buttocks. Horrified, he froze on the spot, but it was too late - a fingertip was already placed against his tender entrance, awaiting entry.

Flushed red with shame, Kaname sat there with his eyes squeezed shut and his heart thumping inside his chest. He didn't have to look to know that Kiryuu was as still as he was, awaiting his decision on what he wanted to happen next.

Ordering Kiryuu to bathe him was a huge mistake coming right after the slave had claimed him. The silence of the bathroom, the soft sounds of lapping water and two sets of uneven breathing had all combined to offer an intimate ambiance that Kaname's body had reacted to instinctively, again without his permission.

"Your Majesty?"

Kaname's eyes blinked open and he shot Kiryuu a wary, embarrassed glare. Solemn amethyst eyes looked back at him, Kiryuu lying on his stomach on the tiled floor with one hand in the water and the other making a rest for his chin.

"Let me make it good for you. Please."

Kaname swallowed, giving a little shiver as Kiryuu's fingertip pressed enticingly against him, accentuating his offer. He took a deep breath, let it out and nodded, receiving an answering exhalation from Kiryuu, a tiny gust of warm air brushing his wet shoulder before that finger slipped right inside him.

The next few minutes passed in a delicious, almost surreal haze as Kaname rode that finger in a gentle rocking rhythm that sent the bathwater sloshing against the sides of the tub, a tiny jolt of electricity zinging through him with each feather light brush against his prostate. Eyes closed and mouth open, he let his arousal spiral higher and higher, urgency tempered by his earlier release and the quiet between them that neither were willing to break.

Eventually, he stopped moving. His thighs were quivering with the effort of rocking back and forth, and the flat, hard bottom of the tub was not all that comfortable.

Opening his eyes once more, Kaname avoided Kiryuu's searching gaze to turn the other way, letting that finger slip out of him as he got onto his knees. He gripped the edge of the tub with both hands and took another deep breath. This time, being claimed was not a punishment, but a treat he was determined to savour.

"Get inside the tub," he ordered, scowling when his voice came out shakier than he intended it to. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the look of utter shock on Kiryuu's face before the slave nodded and stepped inside the tub behind him.

"And do not think to come inside me again," Kaname warned. "I will not be as forgiving as before."

He took another moment to enjoy the open mouthed shock on Kiryuu's face before he turned to face front again.

- o -

Yuuki forced herself not to peek inside the bathroom. Kaname had promised her he wouldn't harm Kiryuu and she knew she could depend on this particular promise.

Determined to make it up to Kaname after the earlier fiasco, she changed into a white lacy shift and sat on the neatly made bed with one slender leg crossed over the other and her dainty hands folded in her lap, looking the very picture of demure innocence.

Her patience didn't last very long. The quiet coming from the bathroom followed by the suspicious sounds of rhythmic splashing caught her attention, turning remorse into curiosity. Flouncing off the bed, she went to the bathroom and pushed the door left ajar even wider. What she saw made her eyes widen almost to the point of falling out of her head.

Was she... was she hallucinating?

Kaname was still inside the tub, but on his knees, hands gripping the side to maintain his balance while Zero was behind him, gripping his hips and...

Yuuki blinked rapidly, but the deliciously erotic picture in front of her remain unchanged, two pale and naked male bodies rocking back and forth, water sloshing out of the tub with every push, flooding the already wet tiled floor. Gaping at the sight, she felt a familiar rush of warmth between her legs and groaned to herself.

Oh, so what if she was hallucinating? This was hotter than hot!

Closing her mouth, Yuuki went over to the tub and stood there with her slender legs well apart and arms crossed over her chest. She pinned an angry expression on her face and tossed her head.

"Kaname! How dare you make free with Zero without my permission? He belongs to me!"

Both king and slave froze on the spot, two pairs of eyes snapping open to reveal brown and amethyst depths smoky with passion.

"Yuuki!"

"Queen Yuuki!"

Yuuki tapped a bare foot, pressing her rosebud mouth into a thin line to hold back an amused smirk. Then she sighed and stripped off her lace nightdress, letting it fall to the floor.

To hell with it, why should they have all the fun?

Sitting down on the edge of the tub between Kaname's hands, she lifted her legs and let her thighs rest over his wet shoulders, putting herself within easy reach. She smiled when Kaname's gaze dropped to her moist folds before going back up to her face, relief flooding his face. There was no need for words.

Kaname rested his weight on his elbows and curled his arms around Yuuki's milky white thighs, long fingers keeping them spread and down. Then he dipped his head and pressed his lips to her nether ones.

"C-carry on, Zero," Yuuki panted.

"Yes, Queen Yuuki." Zero's eyes, still wide with surprise at what was happening, flashed with the same relief.

Yuuki tipped her head back, moaning as Kaname pressed open mouthed kisses against her wet core. She gasped as the next thrust Zero made sent Kaname's tongue deep inside her, his throat vibrating with trapped groans.

Yuuki kept her eyes open as Kaname worked his tongue inside her, finding the sight of her husband being taken by Zero intensely erotic. It didn't take a minute before she climaxed, her pleased cry echoing through the bathroom, hips wriggling madly on the rim of the tub.

Panting, she pushed at Kaname's forehead and when he lifted his head, lowered her trembling legs into the tub and slid down the side, her core still pulsing with aftershocks of pleasure. She looped her arms around his neck and kissed him, licking the taste of her own essence from his lips.

The feel of his hard length sliding against her inner thigh made her lift her legs, but Zero's continuous thrusting made it impossible to position Kaname where she wanted him.

"Zero, stop. Kaname, fill me!" she panted.

Both males were only too happy to oblige, Zero stopping in mid thrust and Kaname shifting his hips. As soon as she felt that blunt head between her nether lips, Yuuki groaned.

"Move, Zero! Now!"

With a single thrust from her slave, Kaname surged inside her. There was no more need for words, just a glorious, sweaty mix of harsh breaths and flexing muscles, three bodies slick and straining against each other, thrusting and rocking in tandem, bathwater sloshing everywhere.

Male into male.

Male into female.

Kaname came soon after with an exultant shout, unable to withstand the sheer pleasure of Kiryuu's attack against his prostate combined with Yuuki's tight wet heat. Lost in the dual sensation of taking and being taken, he gasped and shuddered, humping against Yuuki until he triggered her next orgasm. She cried out again, her convulsions milking the rest of Kaname's seed from him.

- o -

Zero kept up his urgent, almost forceful rhythm and eased up only when the royal couple beneath him collapsed onto one another. He followed Kaname's descent, making sure he remained deeply sheathed inside the King, palms placed flat on the rim of the tub to support his own weight.

After a while, he slowly eased out from Kaname and knelt back, running a practiced eye over the exhausted couple still joined in front of him. He was breathing hard and dripping from both water and sweat, but his arousal was very much within his control now.

With so much of the bathwater displaced from their activities, the redness around Kaname's sore entrance caught his eye. It looked painful and he made a mental note to apply some soothing oil before he left... if he was allowed to.

A half smile tilted his lips at that sentimental thought, but it vanished when he realised he already had a hand lifted to caress one of those pale, perfect buttocks. He lowered it again. He had just enjoyed the privilege of claiming the King for the second time – with his permission and the Queen's knowledge, no less – but as a slave, he knew he must not expect it to recur.

Regardless of his enjoyment, being taken had to be demeaning for King Kaname. Zero was sure the monarch would make double, no, triply sure he would never be caught like this again.

- o -

Queen Yuuki looked radiant as she sat before her vanity mirror and combed her long wet hair. She was clad in a white satin nightdress that fell to her ankles, but left little to the imagination, her good humour restored by the events of the past couple of hours.

After she had told Zero to return to his room, she and Kaname had taken a hot shower together. That had ended in another passionate session where Kaname had pinned her against the wall and claimed her, the soreness of his body held at bay by painkillers and a soothing ointment applied by Zero.

"Well, Yuuki... am I forgiven now?"

Yuuki turned to smile at Kaname, dressed in black silk pyjamas, his hair as wet as hers.

"Oh, absolutely, dear husband," she assured him with a sweet smile before turning back to her mirror, missing the strange look that crossed his face.

"Just remember today if you dare to forget my birthday again," she added almost absently. "I am sure you won't want Zero to have to teach you another lesson!"

"You will do no such thing, my Queen," Kaname replied at once. "And since you appear to have no more need of me for the present, I will see to my correspondence."

He made his way to the small study just off of the bedroom, the events of the past couple of hours rushing through his mind and leaving him with an acute sense of dismay. Yuuki's next birthday was a whole year away. Twelve months, to be exact. He couldn't wait another twelve months, he would go mad!

But wait - birthdays weren't the only occasions they celebrated. In fact, their engagement anniversary was next month, and their wedding one a month after that...

Kaname paused by his desk, a devious gleam lighting his eyes as he recalled soft whispers, intense amethyst eyes, wonderfully skilled fingers and a virile, rock hard length.

As the King, there were so many details he had to remember – protocol and appointments and dignitaries and such. Perhaps it was easier to just let himself forget certain things such as anniversaries and birthdays, even if it meant enduring punishment.

No. Especially if it meant enduing Zero Kiryuu's brand of punishment - punishment fit for a King.

- Story End -

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