Joy.
Joy, was what Asher felt at that moment with Dominic's tongue sliding through unexplored lands in his mouth. For the first time he felt alive. For the first time he felt powerful — he felt like a lord above all lords. A lord over Dominic, how cool was that?
For the first time he was thankful for being mated to the brute...the euphoric feeling bursting from his lungs was one he'd never felt before, and yet he was oddly...barely aroused. He controlled his body to be seemingly turned off by Dominic and he loved the results he was getting so far. He was level-headed, while trying not to get lost in the expertise of Dominic's tongue while the Alpha's carriage dissipated as he pushed against Asher roughly.
“You're not responding,” he growled, lifting Asher's left leg to wrap it around his solid waist. Asher gasped when Dominic bit his bottom lip, tilting his head and thrusting his tongue deeper into his mouth. He hoped that his mother wouldn't come back for him. The sight they were making was obscene, judging from how crazy and frustrated Dominic was getting.
“Fuck,” he pulled away to catch his breath, leveling dark, stormy eyes at Asher. “What's the matter with you? Why won't you kiss me back?”
Asher suppressed a smirk as he pushed against the Alpha's shoulders, cleaning his lips with the back of his arm. “You're a terrible kisser. How on earth are the ladies after you if you kiss like you're being pursued?”
Dominic's eyes darkened even more. “What?”
Asher looked him over, huffing. “You're a disgrace. You need kissing lessons.”
“Is that supposed to be an insult? I'm not even attracted to you! I just did that because I wanted to have an edge over you.”
Asher glanced down Dominic's body, smirking when he saw Dominic's bulge slowly turning flaccid. He might not have had any sexual experience at all, but he'd read all about sexual behaviours through the years and he was aware of what a bulge meant. He could capitalize on Dominic's unwavering attraction toward him and get what he wanted. “Who's the winner now?” he sang, returning his gaze to Dominic's face. Asher stepped towards him, flattening his arms on Dominic's broad chest and ramming the Alpha onto the wall. Dominic watched him closely, his face expressionless as Asher gripped his cock through the fabric and carressed it softly. He closed his eyes, his breathing turning shallow as Asher's hand travelled over his balls.
Snapping his eyes open, he whipped the Melissa Prince's hand away. “What do you think you're doing?”
“You would know if you didn't stop me, don't you think?” Asher frowned, shaking off the creeping feeling of loss that washed over him. “Relax.” 
He tried to grip Dominic's balls this time but the Alpha's cold voice stopped him short. “I think you should leave, Asher,” he breathed. “You have a house arrest awaiting you back home.”
“I'm not going home without getting what I want.” Asher lifted his chin in defiance. 
“And what makes you think I care about what you want?”
“I don't want you to care, just listen. Listen and reason with me here.”
“Go home, Asher.”
“Okay, let's do this,” he let out a deep breath, unable to believe what he was about to say. Dominic rolled his eyes and stepped over to the side, walking down the corridor. Asher ran after him desperately. “How about...how about I give you a blowjob? Would that make you reconsider?”
For a moment, Dominic stared at him. Hard. Unflinching.
And then, he threw his head back and burst out laughing raucously. Holding his belly, his eyes shut and his facial expression brighter than Asher had ever seen. It was a mix of confusion, a subtle delight and anger for the Melissa Prince.
What the heck? Did he say something funny?
He must be out of his mind, Asher concluded.
“A blowjob?” Dominic managed to get out between bouts of laughter, his eyes sporting that painful, condescending glint that always aggravated Asher and made him want to pull those beautiful lips, while punching his stomach. Dominic scoffed. “I don't let little kids give me blowjobs, Prince. I go for men, and women. I like it when a huge, handsome, sensible young man or a petite, sweet girl knows how to suck cock.”
“Is that so?” Asher muttered, bunching his fists by his side as he grappled to contain his rage. And there he was thinking he was having the upper hand over the brute. There was only one way out now.
Stepping closer and shaking off Dominic's alluring Alpha scent, he leaned in, inhaling Dominic's neck before bringing his lips down on the soft skin in a gentle kiss.
Immediately Asher's lips made contact with his neck, Dominic froze.
Fuck.
Asher's heart began pounding erratically in his chest as he began trailing gentle kisses down Dominic's long, slender neck. Oh shucks, his cock jumped excitedly in his pants as he witnessed Dominic in such a rare state, battling between self control and sexual desire.
How could such a despicable man look so hot, and smell good? He couldn't understand anything.
Dominic's silence and ragged breathing was encouraging. Asher dragged his lips down Dominic's nape to the first button of his shirt, which he popped open without a word. He pulled the fabric aside somewhat roughly, eager and flushed to see Dominic's well sculptured abs and porcelain skin. Dominic's eyes were shut, but from all signals and energy that wafted off his body at that moment, Asher knew he loved what was happening. Dominic loved this.
“I command you to stop this nonsense, immediately,” Dominic's eyes eventually fluttered open and the storm in them almost made Asher bolt. He clamped his hands around Asher's wrists when the Melissa Prince attempted to loosen the second button.
Boldly, Asher captured his lips, thrusting his tongue out into Dominic's mouth. The Alpha tensed as he groaned.
Asher wrapped his arms around his neck, giggling a little. “You can't deny that you want me so bad. Stop playing around, King,” he murmured, nipping at Dominic's sharp jaw. “I know you want me. I know that you've always wanted me but your ego is like jelly. It solidifies the more you feed it. I know you want my lips to be the only one around that cock because you're stuck with me, either ways. You're attracted to me.”
He knew he'd hit a delicate spot when Dominic's arms tightened around his waist, his breath even more shallow.
But Dominic pulled away, a mean chuckle escaping his lips. “You feel you know it all, huh? You'll always remain a stupid little boy to me.”
“Little boys don't suck cock. I do.”
Dominic swallowed. “Stop connoting nonsense. That's not what I meant to say.”
“What exactly, did you mean to say? Do you think I can't do it? I can't suck your cock the way those entitled little princesses of yours do?”
Dominic rolled his eyes. “We're in the palace, Asher. Stop speaking like that, and keep your voice down,” he glanced down the empty corridor with an expression somewhere between fright and indecisiveness. “Either way I still maintain my words. You're not fully developed yet to suck cock. Wait till you're twenty.”
Asher gnashed his teeth, the urge to slap the daylights out of the bastard irresistible. His lips parted, the words almost out but he thought better of it. It was time to do less talking, and more action. It was time to prove to the Alpha that he could do much more than those lousy girls of his acquaintance.
Slowly, without breaking eye contact with him, Asher dropped to his knees, flattening his palms on Dominic's crotch.
“What are you doing?” Dominic stared down at him unimpressively. “Didn't you hear what I said about being in the palace? Someone might see us and you'd go in for it. Get up.”
“Why are you trying to take back your words now, huh? I simply want to prove to you that I can do it. Are you scared because you know I'm right? Scared of fucking my face in front of a crowd?”
This time Dominic didn't spare him the slightest glance. “You should know better that I'm not scared of anything, or anybody. And I'm not moved by whatever you're doing.”
Asher pressed his palm against the rigid bulge in Dominic's pants, raising a brow. “Seriously?”
To his surprise, Dominic wasn't ashamed or embarrassed. Despite the undeniable sign of his arousal, he didn't look fazed at all.
“Alright then,” Dominic reluctantly said. Asher studied his face but he gave nothing away. “If you feel that you can do better than any whore I've ever let suck my dick, then let's get to it.”
Asher gulped, caught in a fix. He suspected Dominic — he knew the nasty game the Alpha was playing, calling his bluff and expecting him to back off. But Dominic didn't know him at all if he thought he could intimidate him. He could totally do it. He was up to the task.
How hard could it be? Sure, the mere thought of putting Dominic's cock in his mouth was obscene and unhealthy, but it wasn't the end of the world — plus, Dominic would finally realize that he was much more of a boy and he'd be victorious. It would feel good to watch Dominic's face fall in defeat, to bring him to his knees. To own Dominic, once and for all.
He stared into Dominic's steely gaze. Cold, and neutrally intense than ever. It was kind of annoying and funny that Queen Ruth had praised the bastard's eyes in the past, calling them beautiful and compassionate. He'd once thought them so too, until that distasteful night. One that changed his lopsided opinion. There was absolutely nothing beautiful about Dominic's cold, calculating eyes. Asher hated them more than every other feature of the brute's body.
Suddenly, he had an idea.
Getting up to his feet, Asher held his wrists and him into a hall. He'd thought that Dominic would resist, but the Alpha simply watched on, arms folded across his chest as Asher slid the door shut and turned the lock.
No one would know they were in here.
Pushing Dominic against the wall with as much strength as he could muster, Asher reached down for his fly, his hands shaky as he tossed the belt aside and pulled the black zipper down. Pulling the cotton underwear aside, the feeling of warm, velvety skin was something Asher hadn't expected as he pulled the pulsing organ out of his pants.
Dominic let out a hoarse breath. “Get up, Asher,” his eyes turned piercing. “Please. For fuck's sake.”