Riku grinned back so hard his cheeks hurt, nearly outright giggling when the Prince hid his face in his neck. “You are the beautiful one,” Riku whispered, sliding his fingers into the Prince’s hair, holding on a moment before gripping the Prince tightly and rolling them both over, putting the Prince beneath him.
“Just for a moment,” Riku murmured, brushing his lips across the Prince’s jaw and then down his neck. He wanted to make him feel good too, learn where the Prince liked to be kissed too. He knew there was a spot on the Prince’s neck, and certainly Riku zeroed on that one first, but he also continued to let his hands roam over the Prince’s body, whispering soft, unformed words as he moved his lips to the Prince’s collar.