THE DARK PRINCE
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Summary: The dark handsome Prince Chakotay rescues a
young man from the executioner’s axe by the name of
Tom Paris who is accused of murdering his father.
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Tom couldn’t believe his eyes as he read the reply
from Lord Lacey regarding his request for the Lord to
handle his custody and arrange the subsequent marriage
between him and Lady Erin, his daughter. The message
“With all due respect, young Tom, but I cannot have
you with a sullied reputation around my innocent
daughter. I regret I cannot handle you custody for
you, but Prince Chakotay would be the best guardian
for you at this time. My daughter has another marriage
being arranged for her so do not bother her. She sends
her regrets but knows she must do her duty to the
Lacey family and fortune. Good luck in finding your
father’s killer. Much regrets, Lord Cabal Lacey.”
He went into shock as the impact of the letter and his
last thread of hope vanished in his mind and his eyes
were full of unshed tears.
When Prince Chakotay found him later that day he was
sitting in the corner rocking back and forth in his
misery. The Prince’s heart went out to the younger man
as he glanced at the missive on the floor beside. Tom
glanced up at him with troubled eyes and asked, “Why?
What did I do to make someone hate me so much? Why did
my father have to die?”
The Prince pulled the young Lord up off the floor and
into his big warm arms feeling the trembling racking
the slender body. He held him for the longest time
until Tom was nearly asleep from the emotional roller
coaster that was draining his strength. Lifting him
up, Chakotay took the youngster to bed and just held
him all night stroking, patting and trying to rub the
tension out of his body.
“Please,” Tom whispered as he woke up and started to
nuzzle Chakotay’s bronze neck with his soft lips
causing the older man to moan his pleasure. “Make me
forget about everything.” His need was evident by the
hard cock pressing into Chakotay’s hip as the youth
grew more demanding.
“Easy, baby.” The prince growled as he flipped them
over pinning Tom beneath his bulk. They both gasped as
their erections met through the heavy layers of
Whimpering, Tom arched up into the stocky body wanting
as much skin contact as he could get while the prince
devoured his lips and tongue. Neither heard the door
opening to the suite and the man entering the bedroom
like he belonged there.
A loud cough and a throat being cleared made them jump
apart startled by the figure intruding on their time.
“Your highness,” Bilo found their blushing downright
charming. “Princess Kola is in labor and you wanted to
“Yes, Bilo.” Chakotay pulled himself away from the
temptation with great reluctance. “I’ll be back soon,
baby.” He gave Tom a parting kiss and listened to him
moan as he gave Tom’s cock a parting stroke.
Tom pouted as Chakotay stood in the doorway. “Bilo,
will you take care of Tom for me.” The prince asked as
he left the suite.
“Certainly, your highness,” he muttered with glee and
mischief in his eyes. Tom didn’t like the sound of
Bilo’s voice or the look in his eye meant trouble for
The proud uncle of his new nephew and successor to the
throne behind him returned to his suite to celebrate
with his lover at the crack of dawn. Smiling, he found
Tom waiting for him in the center of his bed.
Bilo had taken care of Tom all right. They had bathed
and cleaned the long pale body and restrained him to
the bed. The manservant had placed a couple of pillows
under Tom’s hips to make him more accessible to his
prince and to keep his cock from touching anything.
Tom was spread-eagle on the bed and ready for Chakotay
as Bilo made sure Tom had spent the night in exquisite
torment. Using the almond favored liquor and a certain
massage oil, Bilo had Tom prepared for his cock and
his undulating hips had kept him awake and suffering
from his own hard cock wanting release.
The kicker was the gag and blindfold on his golden
lover so he could only ride the waves of lust and
frustration while not knowing how much time had
passed. It had made the night feel like forever to his
torment. Tom was nearly mad with the sensations and
didn’t know how much more he could take.
Knowing someone was in the room with him, Tom had long
since lost his inhibitions and was moaning loudly
hoping to have someone ease his suffering while
wiggling his hips and ass enticingly and shamelessly.
Chakotay felt his cock leap to attention at the feast
in front of him and all thoughts of sleep was left
behind as he felt Bilo take his coat and helped him
get undressed. His dark eyes stayed focused on the
body in front of him the whole time. There was a light
sheen of sweat glistening on the long legged blond and
his cock hardened further at the beauty of the man.
“Does this meet with your satisfaction, my Lord?” Bilo
asked knowing the answer all ready from the lustful
look on the Prince’s bronze face.
“Yes, Bilo. Thank-you,” Chakotay said absently to the
manservant as he knelt beside the restless blond who
was moaning even more loudly while pulling restlessly
against his restraints his head whipping back and
forth seeking but not finding, his muscles straining
for some kind of relief.
Chakotay settled in between the long pale legs and Tom
increased his writhing hoping to get some attention
from his lover. Tom could hear the prince’s breathing
but it was his smell, which drove him to a higher
level on intensity. Putting a dark hand on each leg,
he ran his fingers up the legs reveling in touching
the silken skin and the ripple of the muscles. Leaning
over, Chakotay ran his tongue hard from the pale hairy
balls to the weeping purple head of the long pink cock
giving Tom the friction he needed.
Screaming into the gag, Tom came and came shooting his
cum all over his stomach and chest while Chakotay
watched the movements of his body slave. The release
and relief was so great that Tom passed out from the
intensity. While he was out of it, the prince removed
the blindfold and gag so he could see the beautiful
blue eyes and kiss those soft lips he had yearned for
all night. He could never get enough of those lips.
He settled on washing the younger man clean of sweat
and semen while enjoying the feel of the silky skin
beneath him. There was too much temptation and
Chakotay laid claim to his prize.
Tom moaned under his latest kiss and woke up when he
felt the long dark shaft entering his puckered orifice
while Bilo had kept ready for the prince all night. He
felt full and connected to the prince while feeling
out of control as his orgasm built up again. “Please,
take me, your highness, I’ll do anything you want.”
“Do you mean that, Tom?” Chakotay asked as he slowed
his rhythm down and watched the play of emotion on
“Don’t stop, please,” Tom was wiggling for all he was
worth as a light sweat broke out on his body. His face
was pink with shame and embarrassment at his actions.
He shamelessly begged, “Anything, please, don’t stop.”
“Do you mean it, Tom? Tell me and I’ll start again
otherwise I can stop and wait.” Chakotay felt a rush
of power knowing his actions were controlling the
amount of pleasure or pain he could give to the young
man under him.
“Yes, I’ll do anything you want, I promise,” Tom said
between clenched teeth fearing he would go mad if
Chakotay didn’t get going again. That bastard Bilo had
made him drink that stuff again while rubbing some
similar all over his body making him feel out of
control. Tom was very much beginning to hate the
manservant of the Prince.
“Thank you, my golden one,” Chakotay slammed home into
Tom’s ass taking him long, hard and lasting quite
awhile while Tom screamed his way to another climax.
Several moments later, the prince groaned loudly and
collapsed on top of the pale body in pure pleasure of
satisfaction and some contentment.
Bilo was summoned to the King’s private chambers,
where the elderly version of his bronze prince
“Your majesty,” the servant bowed deeply and knelt
beside the King’s left knee in supplication.
“How is my son, Bilo?” A large hand rubbed his graying
blond hair in affection. Blue eyes gazed at dark
intense eyes gentle with love.
“Content for the moment, Kolopak. However, the young
one is fighting and will not be easy to tame,” Bilo
reported to his long time lover.
“Mayhap he will prove to be a challenge for my
Chakotay and make him work for that love. At least, we
have similar tastes and longings for blue eyed
blondes.” Kolopak chuckled smiling at Bilo who blushed
even after all these years.
“It would have been easier if the young Lord had not
come home that night and someone else had found the
body like we planned,” Bilo admitted. It was the first
time he had made such a mistake in the service of his
king and lover.
“I don’t blame you, Bilo. If Paris had been more
cooperative, he would still be alive and young Paris
would still have his father," Kolopak was still upset
over the incident. “I trust the Lacey’s are taken care
“Yes, my lord,” he kissed the palm of his king’s hand.
“The marriage of Erin Lacey to the prince’s cousin
will more than make up for the lose of the Paris
estates to Lord Lacey’s credit.”
“Join me,” Kolopak led his lover over to the bed.
“Always my love.”
Prince Chakotay and Tom Paris sat in their receiving
area talking with Captain Donato once again regarding
the death of Lord Owen Paris. Tom was not restrained
this time, but the Prince had his arms around the slim
“The investigation is at an stand still, your
highness. There have been few clues and vurtially no
witnesses to the murder and Lady Erin has verified
young Tom’s alibi,” Donato reported nervously.
“What happens to me now?” Tom asked unsure of his
future. He would now always have the stigma of his
father’s murder hanging over his head no matter where
he went. He was still greatly disappointed of Lord
Lacey’s desertion and Erin’s regrets and new marriage.
“I have to make a report and it will be in the king’s
hands. He will make the final determination,” the
Captain felt bad for the young man, but knew the
Prince could give him a good life if he would let him.
Donato could see that the Prince was head over heels
in love with young Paris.
“I’ll take care of you, Tom,” Chakotay said hoping Tom
would believe him. “Don’t worry about a thing, baby.
If you let me, I’ll always take care of you.” That’s
when the Prince knew himself he was in over his head
with the blond in his arms.
“Thank you for all that you did, Captain,” Tom said
softly realizing his future rested in the hands of the
King, the father of his lover and captor.
“I wish I could have done more, young one. Will you be
joining the Prince on the campaign?” Donato asked
hoping for a chance to get to know Tom Paris.
“I don’t know,” Tom stammered and turned to Chakotay
for help. He looked into a pair of soft dark brown
eyes full of love, care and felt his own heart thaw a
little. ‘Oh, shit, he was beginning to feel like he
was in over his head and didn’t know which way to swim
against the current.’
“Please,” Chakotay asked and kissed the tip of his
nose while gently hugging Tom.
“Won’t it depend on what your father says?” Tom asked
The Prince signed and leaned his head on Tom’s
shoulder; “I suppose so.”
There was a knock at the door.
“I’ll let them in. I have to go anyway,” Donato said
as he stood up.
“Thank you, Captain,” Chakotay said.
The King wanted to talk to his son regarding young
Lord Paris. Chakotay was a bit apprehensive as he
entered his father’s rooms and found him waiting for
“Have a seat, my son,” Kolopak noticed his son’s
nervousness as he sat his stocky body down.
“Father,” Chakotay intoned hoping his father wouldn’t
notice his fearfulness over the possibility of losing
Tom to prison or the headman’s ax. He just couldn’t
bear it if that happened.
“I wanted to talk to you about Tom Paris, my son,” the
King could see the tension in the broad shoulders and
the worry lines around his eyes.
“What’s going to happen to him?” He burst out.
“That will depend on Captain Donato’s report and what
I learn from you, Chakotay,” said Kolopak as his son
finally let his eyes meet his father’s dark eyes.
“What do you wish to know, father?” His father’s eyes
held only love and concern and there was no
“Do you love him, Chakotay?” The voice was caring to
his ears, as he blushed hard enough to see against his
dark skin to tell.
“Yes, I do.” Chakotay admitted as his heart started to
pound in fear.
“Are you going to take him away from me?” Chakotay’s
fear was increasing over the blond.
“I don’t know. I’ll let you know what is going to
happen to young Paris after I’ve spoken with Captain
Donato. But I believe he can stay in you custody for
the time being,” Kolopak was realizing how scared his
son was of losing the young lord.
“Thank you, father,” Chakotay kissed his father’s hand
in relief and hurried back to his suite to make sure
for himself that Tom was still there.
Tom was waiting for Chakotay in the day room. “Do you
require anything, my lord?” Tom asked seemingly
resigned to be the Prince’s body slave once again.
“Just the pleasure of your company, Tom,” Chakotay
said quietly as he gathered the young man in his arms.
“We leave on campaign tomorrow and you will go along
with me. Father will have to send word on your
disposition with a courier.” The Prince grinned at the
Tom sighed and leaned into the big man.
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