"Hakuba!"

Saguru jumped slightly before bursting in with a polite bow.

"Your highness,"

His Royal Highness was in a crummy mood again.

"Send me a pretty one right now," he commanded, eyes blistering with temper. Saguru nodded with another bow. It wasn't anything new or out of the blue.

"At once."

His Royal Highness, Kuroba Kaito, crown prince of Edo was born with a silver spoon and blessed with a handsome face. Awfully intelligent and sociable, the prince was easily admired nationwide. But most of note, an infamous Casanova at the mere age of twenty-three, frequently inviting hostesses and prostitutes to consort him and satisfy his manly needs. But despite this unpleasant trait, many princesses dream to be the lucky one to go down the line and bear his beautiful children.

"Your highness," an alluring young woman entered, displaying her brightest smile.

Small face, big round eyes and adorable small red lips, beautiful. But most importantly, big breasts. Everything a fellow man would desire for in a woman.

Kaito licked his lips.

Delicious.

Inviting the beauty over to his bed, Kaito presented her with his irresistible flirtatious smile. Giggling shyly, she let the prince plant light kisses along her neck and shoulders. Kaito proceeded to strip her promptly, exposing her breasts and stomach.

"Since you arrived at such short notice, I'll be gentle with you today," he whispered by her ear, one hand clutching onto her right breast and other teasing her inner thigh. The prince took his time playing with her nipples before his kisses moved further down her welcoming body.

Undressing himself, Kaito took his own erect cock in his hand and rubbed it lazily. Smiling at the beauty beneath him, he aligned himself at her anticipated entrance before pushing in. Kaito started out slow, eventually speeding up, his moans following each thrust as the prostitute squirmed under him.

Honestly, he couldn't care less about whether she was feeling good. It was none of his concern. He was merely trying to be rid of his temper and found it easily solved with sex. Kaito didn't feel anything for her, for any of them, for anyone.

Knowing that he was reaching his edge, Kaito pulled out and released his load across her stomach. He didn't want any redundant children, especially not with a worthless prostitute like her.

It wasn't long before the soft glow of the sky filtered through the prince's room. Vibrant summer rays begin to warm the stale raw air and Kaito fidgeted under his blanket, the threads run smoothly beneath his fingers as he turned over to reject the welcoming light. The exhausted prince desired a few more hours of darkness.

Hauling his blanket up, Kaito swallowed the excess drip in his throat, only to hear a faint but indecent yawn. His eyelids flickered open almost immediately to see the unwanted figure just centimetres away. Panicking, Kaito sprung up unwillingly.

"Who are you?" the prince demanded, "What are you doing here?"

Rubbing her dry eyes, the young woman stretched lazily before taking in her surroundings. The elegant furniture and fresh quilt were enough to straighten her back. "Your… your highness."

Kaito scowled, recalling abruptly that he had called for a prostitute last night. It never felt pleasant waking up next to any of them but wondered why he could never stop requesting for these ladies. The prince frowned at the distasteful view before him. The beautiful appearance from last night was nothing but a mask of makeup. It had annoyed him that their authentic selves are always hidden.

"Get out!"

The stranger plunged up promptly to dress herself before scuttling towards the door. Kaito dazed at the ceiling, lost in the silence of the air that caressed his skin.

He did eventually let out a tense laugh.

Yesterday's sex was wonderful. It was convenient really, for women to be at his beck and call. The prince could easily satisfy himself, anywhere, anytime. Young and old would kill to sit on his throne and he might just be the most propitious man out there.

But Kaito was never truly content.

"What do you mean they're not available?!"

Kaito clenched his fists and glared down at his impotent assistant from his throne. Saguru's face fell as the prince locked his eyes on him.

"I apologize, your highness," he said helplessly. The assistant didn't know what to do either. "The house was attacked last night and most of them were assassinated. Those who survived are severely injured."

Every word that Saguru added only fueled Kaito's rage, engulfing his moralities. Neither his assistant nor the house had the right to flout his requests and whether or not the prostitutes were wiped out didn't concern him. All that was essential now was to relieve his heat.

"I don't care, you better send me one right now."

Fortunately, or unfortunately, there was a prostitute available who happened to be absent during the attack. They were hesitant at first for there was a slight problem, but they dare not disobey his royal highness. With the fear that the prince would withdraw all prior payments, the house had no choice but to bring in their only male prostitute.

"I apologize, your highness, most of our materials were ruined so we couldn't dress him up nicely," a pudgy middle-aged lady who claimed to be the head of the house, said regretfully, yellow teeth ruining her fabricated smile.

Kaito groused from his bed.

Whatever. He'll just get it done and over with without glimpsing at this male's face.

"Don't just stand there! Come and greet his highness," she ordered in the background before a young male entered the room.

Kaito gulped.

Beautiful azure blue eyes lustered under the dim light of the entrance as he set foot in. His red embroidered kimono highlighted his soft raw skin and an obviously lean figure. Copper brown hair complemented his delicate eyelashes that were just long enough to kiss his rosy cheeks. With lips so pink and alluring, the prince found it hard to resist. No makeup, huh?

He might just be the most beautiful person Kaito has ever seen.

"He is all we have for now, if your highness doesn't-"

"You may leave."

Bowing mannerly to the prince, the lady eyed her employee firmly. "You better satisfy him."

Kaito watched as he nodded silently, looking almost dejected after the lady took her leave. The boy remained cemented, eyes fixated to the floor. His expressionless demeanour only irritated the prince. "Do you plan on pleasing me by just standing there?"

He shook his head abruptly before approaching the prince. Each step he took was calm, graceful feet brushing across the smooth tatami mats as Kaito found it hard to rip his eyes off him. He was so attracted, it pissed him off.

"Your highness."

That was it.

His fruity voice was enough to excite him. Kaito pulled the boy towards him and threw him onto the bed violently before climbing on top his slim body with the widest smirk.

To his surprise, however, the prince received no reaction.

The boy settled uncomfortably under him, skin tainted scarlet by the filtering light of his cherry red bed blinds. Kaito reached down to rip the sash off his obstructive clothing to expose his chest and stomach. The prince gazed upon his partner's perfect, naked form, skin smooth like silk over glass and dragged a finger across his chest. The slight shiver he induced shot straight to Kaito's already half erect cock.

Who knew he would get so aroused over a male?

He leaned forward to brush his nose against the boy's neck before biting down hard. Groaning softly, Kaito grew slightly light headed.

God, he smelled incredible.

Kaito looked up to catch a glimpse of his reaction but frowned at his hostile grimace. "Such an expression you're giving me," he scoffed, "I'd rather fuck a doll."

"Would your highness prefer me to react as if I'm enjoying it even when I'm not?"

Kaito opened his mouth to retort but was completely lost for words. The boy avoided his attention, eyes fixed on the door, clearly indicating his urge to leave. Kaito let out a short but unfriendly laugh before his own expression turned cold.

Interesting.

This had to be the first time someone ever said something so brutally honest to him. Just who does he think he is?

The comment, despite its arrogance, did not defeat Kaito's fervour. The prince sat on his knees to enjoy the boy's irresistible frame before spreading his thighs apart forcefully.

"I'll break you,"

Presenting him with one of his vexatious smirks, Kaito slammed in violently, fully aware that he did not offer any preparation. The boy flinched briskly and gripped desperately onto the linen, determined to keep his voice down.

Kaito groaned coarsely at the satisfying tightness wrapping around his cock. He didn't wait until he started pounding furiously, his breathing accelerating with each thrust. "Don't mess with me," Kaito hissed along his uncontrollable thrusts, "You're nothing but a filthy prostitute."

The boy sucked in a sharp breath, arching his back as he tried to hold back his tears. Kaito glanced at him and smirked at the satisfying sight of his watery eyelids.

"Why are you crying?" he sneered, "Since you're a guy, you should be able to handle something this."

His reply didn't come in words. The boy whimpered softly, legs shivering in the air as Kaito's gaze upon him sharpened. The drained light only highlighted his flushed cheeks and dewy blue eyes, mouth hanging open gasping desperately for air. Kaito inhaled heavily before turning away to hide his own faint blush.

How adorable.

Struggling to discard his reaction, Kaito sped up, gritting his teeth as he pounded like a wild beast. Clenching onto the silk blankets, the boy made a soft sensual cry before he came without warning, causing the offended prince to halt all movements.

Kaito watched him pant listlessly. "Did I give you permission?"

"I-I apologize,"

His weak response, accompanied by the pink flush of his cheeks, only tugged the side of Kaito's heart. Miffed by his own emotions, Kaito slapped the boy's thigh furiously.

"Turn around."

The last thing he wanted was to see his face.

Obeying obediently this time, the boy got on all fours, his wobbly legs barely supporting him. Kaito didn't wait before spreading his sore entrance to slam back in, grinding deeper and harder than before. The boy began sobbing uncontrollably from the overstimulation, his arms eventually giving in as he collapsed on his face.

Kaito angled forward, pressing himself up against his sticky back and biting down to leave marks all over. "Look at you now, all dirty and messed up."

The boy nodded helplessly, as if agreeing to his condescending statement. Kaito felt himself reaching his own orgasm. Digging his fingers into the boy's hips with a force hard enough to leave bruises, Kaito shut his eyes and moaned in pleasure. He grunted blatantly before finally coming inside his tight hole.

He doesn't know how long his orgasm lasted. Long enough to wash away his pique, he decided.

Kaito eventually pulled out slowly and collapsed on the bed, mind still slightly hazy from the heated sensation. The boy remained aside, tainted back facing him, silently panting.

"Make sure all these marks are gone the next time they bring you in, do you understand?"

"Yes,"

Kaito heard him say before sensing the shifting of his bedsheets. The prince watched in surprise as the boy climbed out to dress himself, his movements frail but quick. Rubbing his unwanted tears away, he bowed reluctantly out of status before departing. Kaito took a while more to recover from his own exhaustion, arm roofing his vision.

What have you done? This isn't like you at all.

That boy's face wouldn't, couldn't leave his mind. Not due to his beauty, though that did play a part. His expressions, his voice, his attitude. There was just something different about him.

Kaito's ears twitched the moment he heard heavy footsteps approaching his room. Disturbingly, the doors slide open to reveal his anxious assistant.

"Your Highness-"

"Just get out!"