"Not possible," Riku insisted, a gentle smile on his face as his eyes locked onto the Prince's face. The fire had died down a bit while they were bathing, leaving the room mostly lit by the room and candles by the bed.
Riku felt like he was absolutely melting, the Prince's touch so warm, gentle, and sweet. Riku reached up and wound his arm around the Prince's waist to hold him in place. Now that he had him, he wasn't going to let him get away.