This story started as a role play (RP) between Alex and Ahn Avion a couple of years ago. The blog picks up where the story left off to continue the lives and times of Roman and Hunter.
Prologue
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Roman is an Albino exiled Russian prince living on a well protected secluded island. Hunter was an orphaned modern day street rat. A freak storm and accident landed them together and together they saved each other from dangers. That was over two years ago now, and the pair are still together. It is rare, but from time to time, they venture off the island for life experiences neither of them had the opportunity to discover. This week’s adventure takes them to the Fantasy Faire.
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Hunter looked over to Roman, eyes wide and mind spinning at the suggestion. “You want me to wear what?”
“Tights. Please,” Roman grinned without hesitation or shame at such a request.
Hunter gave an extremely skeptical look. “As in, like, girl’s tights that they wear in ballet class or some shit?”
“Evidence leads to them being tights made for men. It seems it would be a proper visual experience.”
Hunter is caught in one of those rare speechless moments. “You can see me naked any time, babe, but now you want me to show off my junk in front of everybody? Am I hearing you right?”
Well now this was a matter that required some new thought. “Put in that manner, perhaps not. Though you are very charming when you are shy.”
That hit at some of Hunter’s man pride. His brow furrowed in confusion. “Shy? Since when?!” He questioned indignantly. Eye roll. Subject change. “There’s gotta be something else these dudes wore other than tights.”
Roman always had an idea. “Well, I am not sure. This is one of the many things I have not experienced, a Fantasy Faire. I think perhaps we should look at the Google and see. ”
Hunter agreed with that. He took the laptop from his nightstand and put it on the bed, stretching out to lay there with room for Roman to join him if he wanted. Hunter’s face lit up with the screen’s illumination, and the sound of the keys clacking softly began. First thing he looked up was “Medieval men’s royalty costumes”.
When it came to Hunter’s body, Roman had a rather feline sense of ownership about it. He would walk over him, steal heat from him, ignore him or in this case lay on him, utterly unrepentant. He draped his smaller form over Hunter’s back, chin on his shoulder to look too. “By experience, I know royals have absurd taste in fashion.”
By now, Hunter was used to the way Roman laid about on him either partially or completely depending on the circumstance. There were some slight adjustments and body movements to be made so that Hunter’s elbows and arms weren’t sunk too deeply into the bed to make him unable to type, but this, too, was normal now. “If we’re really going to do this, I was thinking you’d be your royal self and I’d be like your royal bodyguard warrior type. What’dya think?”
Ruby eyes considered the screen over Hunter’s shoulder as his man moved about to accommodate him. This was as life was supposed to be. “It would be like the Halloween. I could be me and nobody would believe it. How foolish would I have to be dressing?”
“Why you think you need to be foolish? There’ll be people there in street clothes, some dressed up only a little, and some to the nines. Just wear something you’ll be comfortable in. Weather’s supposed to be nice, but we’ll probably be doing a lot of walking so think about that with the shoes. You have those parasol things for shade so then you’d be all set, yeah?”
“Royals wore odd things, but I can be a fantasy royal and wear what I choose. And also the auto darkening contacts you got me. I think this will be enjoying.” He grinned then and nipped at Hunter’s ear. “But still not the tights?”
A small shiver went through Hunter and his smile appeared, widening into a light chuckle at the mention of the tights again. “No, not outside this house at least!” Hunter changed his search terms to look for a more warrior type outfit since Roman would be pretty set just by the things in his own closet, but the weight of Roman’s body and the playful nip brought other adventures to Hunter’s mind, so he closed the laptop and slid it away before he began to move beneath Roman so that they would end up facing each other. There was a familiar wicked grin and a matching sparkle to Hunter’s eyes now. “Go through your closet. I wanna see you try stuff on.” And take stuff off.
Roman smiled down at Hunter and kissed the tip of his nose. “You know my closet. This might be awhile.”
“Dress fast, undress slow.” Shameless grin.
In true Roman fashion, the venture off the island was going to be about more than just attending the Fantasy Faire. He was going to be able to dress as the prince he was meant to be which meant pictures would be involved.
Accepting the oddness of his own looks was still a bit outside Roman’s comfort zone and having a photographer working with him was just a bit unsettling. He hooked an arm around Hunter and kissed him quick. “Stay close.”
Hunter had no problem staying close to Roman. He had spent a long time in the chair between the temporary hair colors, getting elf ears put on, and horns on his head. His hair wasn’t usually so voluminous, but it was needed to help with the horns. “You look great, babe. Honest.”
A few minutes of posing and the camera man muttering about overexposure and contrast issues due to Roman’s pale skin, and then it was a wrap. Roman scooted back to Hunter’s side, glad to be done with that. He watched his guy fuss with the hair. “So you can be doing the hair dyes, but not tights?”
That earned an arched brow. “You really don’t see the difference between coloring my hair and showing my junk?” A light chuckle sounded.
“Somehow I keep forgetting that part.”
“Your boyfriend was over exposed, and you are insisting on being in the shadow,” muttered the photographer.
Hunter raises and flops his arms. “Where you want me then?”
“There. Just let me get the right light and it will be stunning.”
Pictures taken at The Realm of Dark Moons by Alex Avion. Story/RP by Alex and Ahn Avion.
Alex’s (Roman’s) style card
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♦Crown: AMBIX – Chrysalis Crown – Glacial
♦Outfit: Belle Epoque – Duchy of Devonshire
Hair: Bold and Beauty – Marie
Ahn’s (Hunter’s) style card
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♦Outfit: House of RFyre – Magen [Shield] black
♦Horns: Mindgardens Creations – Demon Snake – red/silver
Ears: ANDORE – Gebo
Hair: no.match – No_water
Necklace: REBELLION – Ignite
♦ Denotes a featured item at Fantasy Faire