Fae Boyfriend: Aymeric 3 (complete)

To be fair, you never told Aymeric the exact sort of fairytale castle you imagined in your youth. It didn’t seem like the sort of thing that needed explaining. You say ‘fairytale castle’ and instantly images of white stone spires, lilac and blue stained glass, slowly falling drawbridge, and a garden of roses pop into your mind.

You really should have known better. The castle Aymeric took you to is high up in the mountains, a black obelisk surrounded by spiraling towers, walls like rows of pointed teeth, and haunted-looking trees. It looks like a much grander version of his mansion, and just as ominous.

Aymeric snaps off his sunglasses and looks you up and down. “What’s that look?” He asks as you study the castle. “I don’t like this look. Tell me about it?” He pinches your cheeks between his fingers.

“It’s a castle.” You push his hand aside. “Just not… exactly…” You sigh. “It’s a castle. Surely the insides are more inviting.”

“This isn’t just any castle, my love, this is a fortress! A keep, a safe place.”

You smile reassuringly at him and lay your hands flat on your chest. “This is the unsafest looking place I could imagine. Not that I doubt you’d be safe inside, but if I were standing outside it, like now, I would feel horribly unsafe.”

Aymeric slips his sunglasses back on. “The cannons aren’t active, you know? They’re far too old. Let’s get back into the car. The drawbridge should be down by now.”

“You keep cannons?” you exclaim as he pops back into the driver’s seat. You look back up at the castle one last time and sigh. It belongs to Aymeric, and you can understand. It’s to his taste, and it’ll probably be even more his taste once you get inside.

Once you’re over the drawbridge, the courtyard of the castle is mainly stone. It’s wide open to admit ranks of soldiers, but now it has cars parked off to the sides. You’re still uncertain as to why he needs so many cars, especially since he hasn’t been to this castle in a while.

The stairs that lead up to the entrance are pitch-black and flanked on either side by massive stone dogs, their features sharp and teeth bared. You can almost hear them snarling.

“I know these stairs are quite high, but you won’t need to traverse them until we leave.” Aymeric’s long legs take the steps in great strides. His stiletto heels seem to blend in with the stone. He offers his hand to you, slowing to match your gait. The massive doors at the top open as you approach, staff already prepared to receive you. “I thought you said you hadn’t been here in years,” you murmur.

“I haven’t, but I have family members who often come to stay, so I keep the staff here regardless.” He takes off his sunglasses again and tucks them into your purse as he retrieves the cluster of keys he placed in there earlier. 

“Why not put things in your own pockets?” you tease.

Aymeric slaps his hip. “You look at these pants. Do you think I could fit keys inside them. But thank you for allowing me the space of your handbag. I’ll be sure to buy you a new one.”

“Sure, sure.” You follow  him as he sorts through the keys. You come to the end of the main hall and then take a narrow, spiraling staircase into another long hall. All the while he combs through the keys. He eventually stops before a massive door and shoves an old key into the lock. “I keep my special rooms locked up, so I don’t know what state I’ve left them in. We’ll get changed and have something to eat while the staff freshens it up.” 

“I was hoping we could have a moment alone, you know?” you smirk. “To give me a chance to let my conquering queen out.”

Aymeric bites his lip. “In due time.” He bends down to kiss you, pushing open the door as he does. “We have so much time to get acquainted with her.”

The bedroom is scattered with discarded clothing and shoes, and a fur coat is lying across the floor like an afterthought. Aymeric scowls as he picks it up from the floor. “This isn’t mine.” He glances at the bed and storms over to it, throwing open the canopy curtains and thrusting himself inside. There’s a scream from within the bed and Aymeric starts dragging out a naked figure. 

“I thought you were in Japan!” Aymeric hisses.

“Let go of me!” The naked man fighting Aymeric drops to the floor and starts kicking him. 

“This room was locked! How the hell did you get in?” Aymeric is still fighting him, slapping away his long legs and kicking off his own heels to better fight him.

“Um...” You raise your hand. “What’s happening?”

The naked man stops kicking and turns, looking into your eyes with very familiar silver ones. “Did you bring someone else?”

Aymeric finally has the naked man where he wants him, and flips him over and kicks his rear. “This is my brother, Laertes,” he sneers.

Laertes stands up and smiles charmingly at you. “I’m a disappointment.”

Aymeric tosses the fur coat over him. “What are you doing here?”

“It’s the only place I still have access to.” Laertes puts the fur coat on, still looking quite scandalous. His long legs are thin and shapely, and he has similar features to Aymeric - the same pearly skin, silver eyes, and white hair. But Laertes’ hair is more curly, and he has fuller lips and a smaller nose. 

Aymeric kicks some of the clothes on the floor. “I’m not surprised. Now get out. I plan on staying here for a while, and I don’t need you mucking up the experience.”

Laertes points at you. “You still haven’t introduced me to this lovely being.” His eyes take you in in the same manner that Aymeric’s does. “Since when did you go to single digits?”

Aymeric glares down at his brother. “I don’t have to explain anything to you. Just get out of here.”

Laertes shoots Aymeric a kicked-puppy look, and his bottom lip juts out like a juicy slice of fruit. “Oh, come on, this is a big place. I can go upstairs and you’d never hear from me again. I seriously have nowhere else to go, and I like it here.”

Aymeric scowls at him. “Have you seriously nowhere else?”

Laertes shakes his head. “Ever since my mom died, Dad has been a little less forgiving of me.” He glances back at you. “Because I’m a disappointment.”

You shake your head. “You don’t need to keep saying it.”

Aymeric pulls you closer to him. “You can have the upstairs, but if I hear one peep out of you I’m pushing you out a window.”

Laertes smiles brightly. “Thank you, big brother.”

Aymeric rolls his eyes. “Please, do not call me that.” He looks down at you. “Come on, let’s go get something to eat.”

You glance back at Laertes and wave. “It was nice meeting you.”

“That’s very kind.” Laertes grins and waves goodbye.

Aymeric stops to interrogate a maid, who tells him that Laertes had been here a few years on and off, claiming that Aymeric allowed it. Aymeric asks her to clean the main bedroom and make sure Laertes is moved upstairs.

“What’s going on?” you ask Aymeric. “What’s Laertes done?”

Aymeric huffs, pouring himself a drink as you go into the dining room. “Laertes is from one of my father’s many, many, lovers.” He sips the drink and exhales slowly as he comes and sits beside you at the table. “A human woman.”

“Like me?” 

Aymeric takes hold of your hand. “Like you. And my mother didn’t approve. She thought that having a human lover was beneath my father. When she got pregnant, it was even more insulting to her. Laertes could never do anything right afterwards, so he just leaned into it.”

“You seem rather forgiving.”

Aymeric frowns. “I felt sorry for him. He was like a pathetic stray cat who kept coming back because you fed it once.” He looks down at the table with a serious glint in his eyes. “I don’t know, but I could just never turn him away.”

“He looks just like you.” You rub his thigh under the table. “Maybe that’s why you feel a bit sorry for him. You see yourself.”

Aymeric’s smirk sharpens at the corners. “What about him looks like me?”

You scoff. “You two could be twins! If it wasn’t for the hair I wouldn’t be so sure you weren’t the same person.”

He snatches your hand up and bites your fingertips. “Be that as it may, he is not allowed the same liberties I am. This trip isn’t about him anyway, it is about us.” He kisses the center of your palm. “If I wanted family drama I would have gone home.”

You smile and nuzzle his nose. “I would still like to get to know him.”

“I must warn you, he’s a brat.”

You sputter and snort. “Look who's talking!”

Aymeric’s lip curls. “Okay, that is it.” He kisses you hungrily, pushing his body against yours. “Need I remind you of why we are here?” he whispers into your ear. “Of what I asked very nicely of you?” He bites the tip of your ear and tugs.

You nod and sigh. “You don’t need to remind me.” You reach down into his lap, feeling his cock already straining against his pants. “I’ve been looking forward to it.”

Aymeric’s tongue darts over your lips. “Once the room is ready, I will be on my knees for you.”

“I picked out a very fun toy, and I think you’ll enjoy it.” You kiss him, continuing to rub his cock through his pants. 

Aymeric shivers. “It’s been so long. I’m aching.”

“Just a little while longer.” You pull away from him. “You’ll live.”

He shivers and grins. “I’ve taught you too well.”

After eating, Aymeric still has a few things to go over with the staff, so you head up to the room to get ready - and promptly get lost. As you’re fretting in the hallway, Laretes comes out of a room, looks at you with surprise and smiles. He’s wearing something similar to Aymeric’s fashion choices, all black and sensuous. “What are you doing here?” he asks.

“I’m lost,” you scoff. “I have no clue how to navigate anything.”

Laertes chuckles. “I’ll take you back down. How did you even go up three flights without realizing?”

You shake your head. “I don’t know.”

“That’s okay, I’ll get you where you need to be.” Laertes walks with you back down the hallway. “So, if you don’t mind me asking, what is the deal between you and my brother?”

“It’s a long story,” you chuckle. “He placed a curse on my family, so when my niece was to be born I decided to offer myself up to make sure she didn’t suffer under it.”

Laertes nods. “That sounds about as expected.”

“But we both caught feelings.”

“Ah! Completely unexpected. I wasn’t even aware my brother was capable of such a thing. I thought he’d be more like our father.” Laertes takes the lead on the stairs.

“He takes care of you, though, doesn’t he?”

He shrugs. “I think that’s just pity. But I don’t mind. At least I’m not completely destitute.” He glances back at you. “I’m grateful for the pity.”

“Why accept that, though? Why not try to find what you think you deserve?” You ask.

Laertes smiles up at you. “Because I don’t deserve anything.”

You step off the stairs and look up at him. “But why?”

“I’m used to it.” Laertes' smile doesn’t falter. “As long as I have my brother, I’ll be okay. I don’t mind what I’ve been given. Come on, I bet he’s looking for you.”

Laertes leads you to a corridor you recognize, and as you step off the stairs Aymeric is coming down the hall. “There you are!” He frowns when he sees Laertes. “Where have you been?”

“I got lost. Laertes helped me find my way back.”

Laertes just smiles. “No worries, she’s safe and sound. She didn’t find her way into the sex dungeon.”

Aymeric frowns, but softens as he looks at you. “I’m not sure I can wait any longer. I’ve been excited all day for this.”

“Oh my, big plans?” Laertes chuckles.

You look back at Laertes. “Would you like to watch?”

His ears turn pink, and the flush bleeds down onto his cheeks. “I, uh...”

Aymeric arches a brow at you. “What are you doing?”

“You told me I’m the queen while we’re in this castle, and as queen I know what I want.” You kiss Aymeric, then turn and take Laertes’ hand. “I have a plan, love.”

“I don’t want to make my brother mad,” Laertes says. 

Aymeric huffs. “No. It’s fine. If she wants it, I cannot say no.”

“Well, that’s new.” Laertes’s peachy cheeks turn a darker shade. 

“Come along.” You lead Laertes into the bedroom. Laertes stands awkwardly in the room while you push Aymeric down onto the bed. “Laertes, help me undress.”

“Of course.” He approaches, tugging down the zipper on the back of your dress. While he does this, you make Aymeric lay on his stomach. You peel off his tight pants, and once Laertes has your dress off you bend over and bite Aymeric’s ass.

“Laertes,” you moan, “the little black bag on the table over there. Fetch it for me.”

He darts across the room while you continue to fondle and grope Aymeric’s ass.

“Love,” he moans, “what are you doing?”

“Having everything I want.” You take the bag from Laertes and pull him down for a kiss. You press your naked body close to his, already feeling something hard hit your belly.

“Get comfortable. I have to get your brother ready.” You turn your attention back to Aymeric, removing a bottle of lube from the bag. You dribble it down his ass, rubbing it into his cheeks and between them. Aymeric moans and thrusts his hips backwards towards you.

Laetres has stripped naked and is watching you from a chair. His face looks innocent compared to his brother’s, but his erection gives him away. You smile at Laertes as you swirl lube around Aymeric’s anus. Your finger presses inside, and Aymeric’s shoulders arch back.

“Laertes, can you come help me for a moment? My hands are quite full.” You motion to the black bag again. “There’s a little something in there. Help me get it on.”

Laertes takes the bag and pulls out the strap-on within. The harness looks like something Aymeric would wear, while the phallus is an amethyst color. Laertes helps you step into the harness and gets you strapped and adjusted. He kisses your legs and thighs as he does, slowly moving up to lick your neck.

“Thank you, Laertes.” You give him a kiss, biting his lip. Then you slap the dildo against Aymeric’s ass. 

“I can’t take it, please!” Aymeric growls against the pillows.

“Hold on.” You suck Laertes’ tongue. “When I give you the ready, I want you to take that pretty cock and fuck me.”

“What about me?” Aymeric huffs. 

You slap Aymeric’s ass. “You’re both my toys for the night. Be a good one for me.” You slap his ass again, then massage the red mark. 

“Yes, my queen,” Aymeric pants.

You come up behind Aymeric, dribbling lube along the shaft of the dildo. Moving slowly, you press the head to his anus, rubbing against it. Aymeric arches his hips, lifting them so you have a better angle.

Laertes comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around you to grasp your breasts. He rubs his cock between your thighs, finding you wet and dripping.

“I could get used to this,” you breathe. You spread Aymeric’s cheeks, watching as the toy easily slips inside him.

Aymeric cries out loud, throwing his head back. He buries his face into the bed while his hips move on their own.

Laertes is biting and kissing your neck while his hands roam your body. You bend over Aymeric, thrusting into him. Laertes kisses down your back, his fingers gently massaging your vulva.

“How do you like it?” you purr into Aymeric’s ear. “Want it a little rougher?”

“Yes! Yes, please!” Aymeric whines. “I need it!”

You giggle and glance back at Laertes. “Go ahead.”

His hair hangs over his face, hiding his sweet expression. He comes up behind you and plunges his dick inside you. You shudder and moan into Aymeric’s ear, matching Laertes’ thrusts. His hands wrap around your waist while his sighs of pleasure hang above you. Aymeric whines and whimpers into the bed, thrusting his ass back onto the toy, causing Laertes to push deeper inside you.

Aymeric sounds so sweet playing the submissive, almost like Laertes above you. You enjoy being a conquering queen, and you have a hard time being satisfied. Through the night you have Aymeric and Laertes take turns, never letting them settle for too long. You take control of your own desires that night, making sure the brothers attend to them. Laertes is a very sweet and tender lover, while Aymeric is rough but thorough. You take them both greedily.

In the morning you want to reward them for their attentiveness. Laertes is curled up on one side, while Aymeric is wrapped around you. You wake him by rubbing your backside against his morning wood. 

“You were terrible last night,” he chuckles. “I loved it.”

You kiss him as he rubs between your thighs. “I had a lot of fun, but I feel like a bit of tenderness this morning.”

“Are you going to wake him?” Aymeric pants. “Seems rather rude if you don’t.”

You reach down, guiding Aymeric’s cock inside you. “In a minute.” You wrap your thigh around his hip so his thrusts will be more precise from behind.

Then you kiss Laertes on the shoulder until he stirs. He turns, accepting your kiss.

“About last night… It was fun, wasn’t it?” You moan as Aymeric begins to thrust harder. “But for now, let me thank you for all your hard work.”

That sweet, shy expression returns as he sits up, letting you rest your head in his lap. You lick his cock from tip to base before taking him into your mouth. You suck him, feeling his grow harder and hotter on your tongue. Laertes brushes his fingers through your hair, moaning softly as Aymeric’s rough thrusts rock you.

Laertes closes his eyes, letting his long hair fall over his face. He thrusts his hips slowly, but soon his pulsing reaches its peak and his seed spills on your tongue. Aymeric growls, thrusting hard and deep until he finds the right spot. He bites your shoulder just as Laertes is dripping down your throat.

You tremble and moan, coughing as Laertes pulls away. You catch your breath, sighing happily as you sink back into the bed.

“Wow,” Laertes moans. 

“Don’t get any ideas,” Aymeric chuckles. “If you want something like this, I suggest you find your own.”

“You deserve it,” you sigh. 

Laertes lies on the pillow, his hair splayed out, looking very much like a prince. “I would like to, but where would I even begin?”

“You could always try cursing a family,” Aymeric shrugs. “It worked for me.”

You roll your eyes. “Don’t worry, the right one will come along. I’ll help you.”

Laertes smiles and sits up. “I should let you two be alone.” He gathers his clothes off the floor. “Thanks again for including me, Queen.”

You smile at him. “Thanks for letting me.” You snuggle against Aymeric as Laertes leaves. “I don’t think I can move.”

Aymeric grins. “I don’t want you to anyway.” He kisses your cheek while rubbing his hands up and down your sides. “I’m going to pamper you all day today.” 

“You do every day,” you laugh.

Aymeric nuzzles into your hair and breathes deep, taking in his favorite scent. “I know. I like the habit.”