Royalty Gone Bad

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Asahd’s POV:

Friday passed and finally, it was Saturday.

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“Mmf! Fourteen,” I grunted as I did my pushups.

But they were harder than usual because I had Saïda, lying on top of my back. She lay stomach down on me and had her arms folded under her head that was right above my shoulder.

“Fiiifteen.”

“Gotta do twenty. Remember,” she giggled from behind me.

I closed my eyes and decided to resist a little longer until I was done.

“Sixteennn... Seventeen...”

“Almost there,” she mused.

“Eighteeen... Nineteen... Twenty!” I landed on my tummy with a groan, exhausted.

“Clap for yourself,” she giggled.

Earlier, we’d gone jogging before returning to the apartment later that same morning. We both had to shower and so it didn’t bother her, lying on my sweaty self.

“I– I need a massage,” I said, breathless and tired.

“Alright your Highness. But first,” I felt her rub her chest against my back. I was shirtless.

“What are you doing?” I chuckled, folding my arms underneath my head and resting on them.

“Wiping your sweaty back cuz ur T-shirt isn’t dry enough,” she laughed.

“You know I can feel your boobs, right?”

She stopped immediately as expected, and I laughed.

“Stupid,” she pulled a little on my hair and I laughed again.

I felt her seat up, straddling my lower back. She started to massage my back and the feeling was great.

“Gold fingers,” I muttered dreamily.

“Well, thank you,” she mused.

It was no joke. She massaged so well and I wasn’t exaggerating anything. She knew the stressed parts and spots, massaging them till I felt like drooling. She even did it better than the Royal massager we had back in Zagreh.

Suddenly, she started massaging this soft spot I didn’t know I had around my lower back.

“Ohhh,” a moan escaped my lips and I relaxed even more.

“Seems I’ve found a sweet spot,” Saïda said and I could tell she was smiling.

“Yesss, you have,” my eyes could barely stay open.

was kinda embarrassing for

out while all

time. Around Allison because she always kissed and touched me in a sensual way, and

funny?” she mused

teased and she pinched

what’s funny,” she

“Well, I’m hard.”

was silent and I

“What?” she asked confused.

why I say, you’re too

her silence meant she was trying hard to understand what I

she burst

“For real,” I mused.

said and got off

Saïda’s POV:

and looked down at him. Asahd

it the massage??”

massaging me again?”

“No way,” I mocked.

his back and put his arms behind his head for support. I couldn’t help it but stare at

′Saïda! Your manners!′

but my eyes were back! It was quite hard for any girl to take their eyes off, or maybe just me. I didn’t know how to

me out of it. I felt my cheeks

going

I was a little amused and I found myself smiling a little at

Asahd’s POV:

like disappearing, yet it’d given some part of me a little satisfaction!

Saïda you are talking to!

me also didn’t care and wanted to

brow in a teasing manner and folding her arms, it really surprised me. I’d expected her to walk out

ask you anything,

know, because

′Shut up!′

reddened and rolled her

she stared at me again, like she actually couldn’t control her eyes. Call me sick, but that made more blood rush all the way down and in between my legs

twitched in amusement. She was going to say something when suddenly, we heard keys on the other side of the door.

my way to my door on four legs, because it was closer, while Saïda’ tiptoed to hers with a low

in getting to our rooms before Djafar

***

and I met Alex and Derrick

Saïda’s POV:

heart almost

beautiful children that had no

me and I carried almost every

this cute little toddlers rush to hug Asahd when we’d just arrived. They liked him very much already and it could be seen. He’d been with them, once, and yet they were all so happy he’d come back. Their

“Asahd! We missed you!”

“You bought candy?!”

play with us again,

this little girl

“Noodles!”

And Asahd was like,