There was something... nice about tonight. It wasn't calculated. It was barely what you might call 'planned'... more like briefly discussed. It was real, and honest. And on such a lovely, peaceful night as this, why not?
Riku's cheeks turned pinked as the Prince stared at him, but it was a pleased pink. He noticed how the music changed then, how the song the Prince played shifted from something for the Prince's own inner reflection, to something projected. Riku loved it. His heart beat with every note, his breathing growing faster and his body warmer. The Prince's music did so inspire him to passion.
Finally, he could stand it no longer and reached out, gently lowering the Prince's arms, color high in his cheeks even as he reached to draw the Prince down onto the bed and to him.