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Regulus Black knew from the day his older brother ran away from home on the day of his coronation as Crown Prince of Slytherin that life would never be easy for him again.
His elderly parents' eyes fell upon him like stones on his head, and all the obligations and expectations that had once been Sirius's became his alone. However, from that day on, Regulus also knew there was a world out there. Outside the stone walls of that Palace. Outside the etiquette and politics lessons. Outside the expectations of responsibility and marriage. Outside the tiring balls and pessimistic meetings.
And Sirius was in that world.
Regulus thought about it often, but he always ended up returning to reality, his routine, and the weight of it all.
Until one day...
"Your Highness is impeccable" Pandora, his Lady-in-Waiting, said as she placed the crown on him. "It will look even more dazzling when it's the King's crown."
"I told you there's no need to refer to me as 'Your Highness,' Dora" He grumbled, adjusting the crown on his head. "Do you think Sirius might..."
"Appear in a crowd today? I don't know, Reg, I think it's risky for him."
He got up from the dressing table and walked across the room toward the window. He could see people approaching the castle courtyards for the party he would hold for his coronation as Crown Prince, the first step on the path to becoming King of Slytherin after his parents' passing.
Which, if Regulus were honest, didn't seem like it would take long.
The ceremony was still hours away, but he had already been perfectly dressed and adorned since that early morning, preparing for all the protocols that the long day would require. He was already feeling exhausted just imagining it. He was beginning to understand more and more why Sirius had fled from it all.
In truth, he had always understood. Regulus had always wanted to escape, too; Sirius had just been bolder and braver.
Regulus, who had always thought that not being the first in line to success meant having the possibility of freedom, the chance to truly fall in love and experience adventures outside the Palace walls. Who had always dreamed of an interesting and intense love, far from the barriers that royalty imposed on him.
But now Regulus was even more trapped within that cage. And there was nothing more he could do.
"Dora, could you leave me alone for a little while, please?"
The girl smiled compassionately and nodded, getting up from the bed and leaving the room, leaving Regulus with only himself for company in that enormous room.
Enormous, and sometimes so small when he saw himself like that.
He sat on the floor, taking the crown in his hands. The silver metal was adorned with emeralds and tsavorites, green like the color of his kingdom. Like the wallpaper in his room. Like the sheets on his bed...
Then a strange noise rang out in his chambers. He looked up only to find someone sitting at his window.
"What the hell?" He exclaimed, but before he could scream, the boy quickly approached him, placing his hand over his mouth.
"Stay still, okay? I don't want to hurt you, My Prince." The boy said, with a hint of disdain at the use of his royal title.
Regulus nodded, and didn't actually scream when the boy removed his hand from his face. He smiled, a beautiful smile, Regulus had to admit.
"Well, I just want that crown, okay? You give it to me, and I'll leave, and we both win, amazing, right?"
Was this boy crazy?
"What? Of course not, are you crazy?"
The boy laughed, rolling his eyes.
"Let's do the hard way then."
He tried to snatch the crown from his hand, but Regulus quickly dodged it, getting up and running around the room.
"Son of a bitch." The boy grumbled, chasing after Regulus.
"If you don't leave now, I'll scream! And they'll kill you! Chop off your head!" Regulus exclaimed, climbing onto the bed and raising the crown above his head.
"I'll leave if you give me the crown!"
"You're a very mediocre thief, you know that?"
The boy looked deeply indignant at that accusation.
"How dare you?"
"Your plan was to simply come into my room and ask me for MY crown? On the day of MY coronation? Seriously?"
"My plan was that you wouldn't be in your room, much less wearing the crown so early." He explained, trying to climb onto the bed but being kicked by Regulus.
"Mediocre thief!"
"Shitty little prince!"
Regulus got off the bed and ran back across the room, and the young thief chased after him. They approached the window, and the boy smiled smugly at Regulus.
"I have a plan B at least."
"What?"
Then he grabbed Regulus and jumped out the window with him.
Regulus started screaming, but they weren't free-falling. They were...
Flying?
What the hell was that?
Regulus clung tighter to the body of the boy who had kidnapped him, one of his hands still tightly gripping the crown. The boy laughed at him, but hugged him to make sure he wouldn't fall.
Regulus stopped screaming.
They flew over the sea of Slytherin's kingdom for a few minutes, until they reached a ship.
Holy shit, he'd been kidnapped by a pirate. A pirate WHO KNEW HOW TO FUCKING FLY.
They descended onto the ship, and the boy dropped him on the ground. Regulus still hadn't let go of the crown.
"Hey James, you... WHAT THE FUCK?" Another boy appeared from below deck.
"He was in the room, he didn't want to give me the crown, he kicked me and called me a mediocre thief, so I brought him with the crown..." The James guy explained.
"Holy shit, James, you KIDNAPPED the PRINCE on HIS CORONATION DAY!"
James shrugged.
"But I took the crown."
"What good will the crown be if we're beheaded at dawn, James?!"
"We just have to get out of here" He snapped, getting up and heading toward what Regulus assumed was the wheelhouse.
He surveyed the scene. The boy fighting with James was taller, half-blond, and covered in scars. The ship was draped in shades of red and gold. The deck was fairly large, and well...
There was a good opening to escape from.
Swimming lessons must have been good for something.
Then Regulus got up and ran across the deck, jumping out of the boat.
"SON OF A BITCH!" He heard James yell as he jumped.
But he missed the water.
He was flying again.
James.
That damn James.
"Stop. Trying. To. Run. Away. From. Me."
"Take. Me. Back. Home!"
"Give me the crown?"
"I'll SWALLOW that crown before I give it to you!"
James dropped him into the water.
"You bastard!" Regulus yelled, thrashing in the water and trying to swim.
"Swim home, little prince!" James snapped, soaring over Regulus calmly. "Wasn't that your plan?"
"Fuck you! Get me out of here!"
"Your wish is my command" James grabbed Regulus and flew him back to the ship.
"James, you're crazy!" The other boy exclaimed, slapping James repeatedly as he dropped Regulus onto the wooden floor of the boat. "You and Sirius with your reckless plans, where’s that dog?"
Wait.
Sirius?
"Sirius is on the island. He said he had something important to do, something to do with his family…"
Sirius was on the island?
"Okay, then we’ll just have to wait docked here until dusk and pray they don’t come after your prince." The other boy grumbled, pulling away from James.
"Relax, Remus, everything will be fine. And I’ll take our little prince to one of the cabins."
"Your prince, don’t get me involved in this," Remus grumbled. "I’ll take the ship to a safer place.
Remus climbed into the wheelhouse, beginning to steer the ship toward a more deserted side of the island kingdom. James opened the hatch that led to the ship's interior, motioning for Regulus to enter. He no longer felt like paying to see the result, so he followed the boy into the pirate ship.
"How do you fly?" Regulus asked.
"What?"
"You don't have wings. I know there are fairies in neighboring kingdoms, but you don't have wings. So how do you fly?"
"Did you hear my name?" James asked, looking genuinely perplexed by the question. "Don't you know who I am?"
"You're... James?"
"James Potter!" He exclaimed, as if it were obvious. "The legendary Lost Boy?"
Regulus laughed.
"Like in the children's story of Peter Pan? You fly with pixie dust?"
James frowned.
"They've distorted my name so badly, my goodness."
They followed a hallway with several doors until they reached the last one, which James opened and let him in. It was a beautiful room for a pirate ship. It had a comfortable-looking bed, a wardrobe, and a desk next to it. There was a small bathroom and a window overlooking the sea.
"Your room?"
"Yes, welcome to the captain's cabin of the Lost Boys's Ship, the greatest pirates in the kingdom of Gryffindor."
Now Regulus was frowning.
"I've never heard of that kingdom."
"That's why we're the Lost Boys" James replied "Well, I thought the captain's cabin would be the closest thing we'd get to something worthy of a prince, so make yourself comfortable."
Regulus sat in the desk chair and took in more of the room. James was still there, standing beside the closed door.
"Aren't you going out?"
"You threw yourself into the sea trying to escape me. I'm not leaving your side, my suicide prince."
Regulus nodded. It made sense, he was a prisoner, James just didn't want to call him that.
"I'm soaking wet."
"I'll lend you some clothes. They're not as good or expensive as yours, certainly, but they should be comfortable."
He took a change of clothes from the closet and handed them to Regulus. It was a simple white shirt and pants, which would definitely be too big for him.
"You and Remus are much bigger than me. This Sirius guy wouldn't be closer to my size, would he?"
James considered, but then shook his head.
"Sirius would kill us if we touched his clothes."
Okay, it really was his brother. His brother who had escaped three years ago. Sirius lived on that ship with that little shit.
What an irony of fate.
"You can change in the bathroom."
Regulus nodded and entered the small bathroom. He removed his wet clothes and dropped the crown into the sink. He dried himself with a towel and put on James's clothes. He fastened the belt at the last hole so it wouldn't fall off his hips. As for the shirt, there wasn't much he could do; it was too big for him and exposed part of his chest.
He placed the crown on his head and left the bathroom. James was still there, sitting on the bed, and looked up at Regulus as soon as he came out.
"You're actually quite hot for a prince" James murmured, a mischievous smile appearing on his face.
Regulus pondered the compliment, leaning against the bathroom door. He'd been with other people in the Palace. Guards, servants, members of the nobility, but never anyone outside the walls of his house.
"You're not bad yourself."
"Not bad?" James asked with a challenging smile.
"That's the best you're going to get from me."
"Okay."
Regulus sat on the bed next to James.
Silence fell between the two boys until James leaned in to kiss Regulus.
James kissed differently than anyone else Regulus had kissed in his 19 years. Everyone he'd kissed had touched him so delicately, as if at any moment he might break or explode. They kissed Regulus like a prince.
James kissed Regulus like Regulus, and they barely knew each other, and perhaps that was what set that kiss apart.
He straddled him on the bed, causing Regulus to fall flat on the mattress. James's hands alternated between squeezing the young prince's waist and exploring the boy's wavy black hair, while Regulus took the opportunity to run his hands over James's strong arms and back.
The heat between the two young men grew as their bodies rubbed against each other, and their mouths grew swollen from kissing. It was no surprise when both of their shirts fell to the floor.
Regulus was about to remove his crown as well, but James stopped him immediately.
"Keep it, I find the idea of fucking a prince sexy."
Regulus smiled mischievously and pulled James back into his mouth.
Yes, this was what he'd always wanted. An adventure. Something outside of that life. He'd have to deal with the consequences later when it was over and he never saw James again.
Right now, he just wanted to feel that pirate's hands all over him.
James began biting his neck and collarbone, leaving hickeys that would take a while to fade, and Regulus moaned at the pleasurable and painful sensation of the act. When the boy slid his hand down his pants, Regulus gasped at the tightness around his cock.
He kissed James's earlobe and licked the length of his neck, eliciting soft gasps from the boy, who was intent on masturbating him exquisitely. Regulus was a nobleman but a true whore in bed, and James was enjoying watching, deflowering the fruit of the kingdom's nobility.
He flipped Regulus over the bed, leaving him face down, then ripped off his belt and pants, leaving the young monarch naked for him. James leaned over him, kissing the back of his neck and running his hands over the prince's soft, pale skin, leaving red marks from his not-so-innocent grip, especially on his ass.
"You're not innocent at all, are you, Your Highness?"
"Not at all" Regulus replied, groaning as he lifted his ass so James could regain access to his cock.
James's hard cock throbbed beneath his pants, and Regulus could feel it pressing against his ass. It was driving him crazy. James thrust lightly, teasing him, running his hand up and down Regulus's shaft, smearing it with pre-cum, gently squeezing his balls, masterfully doing the job, eliciting increasingly shameful moans from the young Black.
"Royal whore" He murmured in Regulus's ear.
James pulled the prince by his hair so he was on his knees and then sat on his lap, facing away. Regulus's face was slightly flushed, and James smiled proudly. He released Regulus's cock and began to roam his body, squeezing the prince's nipples while leaving another purple mark on his neck, all to hear more of the delicious sounds coming from the boy's mouth. James began to maul him again, and Regulus instinctively began to grind on his lap, still wearing his pants—an unfair situation, the prince thought, since he was already completely naked and wet there.
James threw him back onto the bed with some force, which Regulus found arousing. He finally removed his pants, revealing his hard, eager cock for the young prince. Regulus smiled mischievously, leaning on his elbows and spreading his legs slightly. James smiled back, lying on top of Regulus, their legs tangled together and their cocks rubbing against each other as they kissed hungrily for each other.
James broke the kiss only to slick his own fingers with saliva and bring them to Regulus's entrance.
"Um, can I...?"
Regulus frowned.
"Are you just asking me this now?"
"Consent is important even for pirates, princess."
Regulus smiled and rolled his eyes.
"Yes. You can, pirate."
Then James inserted two fingers inside him and kissed Regulus to muffle his loud moan. He moved his fingers in a back-and-forth, scissoring motion, spreading the tight entrance and further stimulating the young prince. His cock was still chafing from the contact from their grinding against each other. James decided to add another finger, and Regulus arched his back, giving James an incredible opportunity to latch onto his breast, flicking one of his nipples and pulling it lightly between his teeth.
Regulus began to move his hips against James's fingers, and that was the signal he needed to withdraw them and finally penetrate Regulus with his cock.
James rose slightly on the bed to begin fucking the prince, his hand firmly gripping Regulus's neck while the other gripped his waist for support. Regulus rolled his eyes and opened his mouth in shameless moans, sticking out his tongue and squeezing his nipples with his hands. James was amazed and extremely aroused.
"Merlin... You really are nothing but a royal little slut..." He murmured, lifting Regulus's legs under his shoulders to penetrate him deeper.
James leaned forward, exposing Regulus even more. Then he grabbed the prince's cock and resumed masturbating him while thrusting. He moaned louder and louder, and at one point, James had to put his hand over his mouth to stop him from screaming.
"Let's establish some rules, princess," he said close to her ear "You have no noble power here, and you will come when I give you permission, yes?"
Regulus didn't even have the brain cells to deny anything at that moment. So as soon as James removed his hand from his mouth, he simply replied...
"Y-Yes..."
James fucked him mercilessly, not caring who he was outside of that ship or how expensive the crown hovering over his head was. He stimulated his nipples until they were hard, masturbated Regulus, and stopped whenever he felt himself reaching his limit. He moaned and called Regulus nicknames and adjectives that made his eyes roll back in his head. He didn't fuck Regulus like a prince, and this was the best fuck of his life.
At some point, the ship was hit by a sudden wave in the sea, sending them both tumbling to the ground, but that didn't dampen the mood in the slightest. James took the opportunity to grab Regulus's hips and force him to his hands and knees, then resumed fucking him with the same intensity. Regulus, in turn, lifted his ass and grinded on James's cock, moaning with each smacking slap against his buttocks.
He felt like he was going to cum soon.
James seemed to feel it too, as he pulled Regulus's hair until they were back in the same position as a few minutes ago, with the young prince sitting on his lap and his body completely exposed for his pleasure. James gripped Regulus's balls tightly, preventing him from cumming until he released them.
Regulus whimpered and grinded harder on the pirate's cock, hoping his effort would be rewarded with an orgasm, but James chuckled sarcastically in his ear.
"Only when I let you, darling."
He grabbed Regulus's crown and held it out in front of his face.
"Why don't you take this in your mouth and beg for what you want?"
James leaned forward, forcing Regulus off his lap. He grabbed him by the waist and then pushed him around to face him, dangling the crown in front of his face once more.
Regulus blushed. This was really embarrassing him, but he'd already gone this far...
He grabbed the tiara, and James smiled contentedly. He pulled away from Regulus, pulling his cock out of him and beginning to masturbate himself.
Regulus sat on his knees in front of James, restraining himself from reaching for his cock, as he already imagined he would be prevented from relieving himself. The sight of James there, on his knees in front of him, relieving himself with his eyes half-closed and his mouth open, panting and sweating, really was... something.
"Beg."
Regulus was about to remove the crown from his mouth, but James held up his hand in warning.
"With it in your mouth."
Then he moved closer to the prince, only to cup his testicles again. One hand masturbated himself, the other firmly torturing Regulus.
"P-Pwease..." He murmured, his syllables faltering because of the object in his mouth.
"What"
"Please make me... let me come..."
James smiled mischievously.
"As soon as I come."
He continued to hold Regulus's member firmly in one hand while the other rapidly moved up and down his own shaft. Regulus crawled a little until his face was close to the young pirate's member, who moaned softly at the sight.
A prince on his knees, the crown in his teeth, begging for his cock.
James was really fucking the Royals hard.
"Turn around."
Regulus got on all fours, and James immediately resumed fucking him without pause or mercy. He moaned, and James didn't even bother holding it back anymore. Remus wouldn't hear that two floors up on the ship. So he clawed at Regulus's buttocks and thrust his cock deeper and deeper into the prince's ass, faster and harder. The boy's moans were his undoing.
Regulus whimpered in an attempt to contain his own orgasm, moaning at the sensation of James's hard, thick cock invading him over and over again without respite. The slaps burned his ass, and he loved it. He moaned, begging for more, begging to come.
Until he felt the hot liquid fill him, and a grip on his hair was his go-ahead to collapse on the floor.
He came hard and fell back onto his own cum, and James lay on top of him.
"Has any other prince ever fucked you like this?"
"Never." He answered honestly.
"James! Sirius came early!" They heard Remus's voice echo from the hallway entrance, a few feet away.
"Shit!" Regulus muttered, pushing James to his feet and picking up his clothes from the floor.
James started searching for his own clothes and laughed desperately. He was blushing. Regulus thought it was cute, but he didn't have much time to think.
He ran to the bathroom and locked himself in there, forgetting the crown in his room, but he'd worry about that later.
He heard footsteps enter the room and prayed James had already gotten dressed.
"Did you bring someone to the boat, Prongs? You're not like that" Sirius's voice said.
It was his brother's voice.