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Tale of the Winter Prince

Special Chapter:

Passions between Father and Son

The prince stood on the grand balcony overlooking the land. His four protectors were positioned behind him as Jack Frost bestowed a crown upon the head of his offspring. "My son is your speech ready?" he asked as the crowd cheered for its young royal.

"I don't know... I never made a speech before," I said nervously.

Arbane placed a gentle hand on the Dragon's shoulder. "I was nervous during my coronation. Just speak from your heart, and your subjects will understand."

I smiled at Arbane and hugged him tightly. "Thanks, Arbane. I'll try it," I said. I then turned to the crowd. "Good citizens. At last, the dawn of a golden age has risen for now we can all live in a time of peace and prosperity..."

"Long live the prince!" someone yelled and everyone cheered.

"And now, I want to thank you all for believing but I couldn't have accomplished this along," I said looking back at the protectors. "Please... join me as we give thanks to five special people I hold dear, who helped me rescue my father and the Guardians of the Seasons: Arbane, Buddy, Decland, Hachi, and Teroso." Everyone cheered and threw their hats in the air.

Just like a curtain call, all six males held their hands to the sky and bowed to the crowed.

I smiled and then I turned to the crowd and said, "And as reward, I have ordered that these brave men be given medals of Honor." Suddenly, a little penguin waddled up holding a box in its flippers and opened it. Out shone shining gold medals on blue ribbons. "To Decland, for your quick thinking," I said as I placed a medal around Decland's neck and kissed his forehead. "To Buddy, for your self-sacrifice and bravery," I said and gave a medal and a kiss to the jackal. "To Hachi, for survival skills and a strong heart," I kissed Hachiko's forehead after giving him the medal. "To Teroso, for his loyalty to his friends and guidance," I smiled at the unicorn as I reward him the medal and a kiss on his cheek for his forehead was already occupied by his horn. "And finally, to the man whom I love and has been merited for his leadership: Arbane," I said as I place the medal around the elf's neck and I kissed him lovingly on the lips. "Let's hear it once more for our brave heroes," I said as the crowd went crazy cheering for us.

A grand parade was held in honor of the Prince and his protectors. Dancers and musicians performed their routines. Strong men pulled floats. Acrobats defied gravity. There were even balloons made to resemble the heroes of the land.

All in all, despite all the joy and merriment the festivities brought to the land, I felt sad somehow, and, of course, the first one to notice was my father, the Snow King. He lived along time to know what a sad expression looks like, especially when tiny snowflakes were falling above me and only me.

"Nathan," the Snow king addressed the dragon, "I know what you miss. We are feeling the same. I'll take you somewhere special after the parade is over." He offered his son a warm smile as he ran a gentle hand over the boy's red mane.

"Where's that?" I asked as I rest my head on my father's shoulder.

"To your mother's resting place." He hugged his son to his side.

After a while when celebration had come to an end, my father had a carriage take us to the cemetery and he led me to grave that read: Luna, beloved mother and wife. "Mom?" I said with tears in my eyes, and I hugged my father as I buried my face in his chest and cried.

Jack Frost couldn't help but shed his own tears. Denial of seeing his wife's resting place for almost two decades caused him much pain and despair. A cloud appeared over the cemetery, and snowflakes began to steadily fall around the entire area as father and son let loose their shared sadness onto each other.

"I wish Mom was here," I sobbed sadly.

"As do I, son. However, in a way she still is." The white fleshy lifted the dragon's head to meet his gaze. "Looking upon you now, I see so much of her in you."

"Do I? I mean, do I really look like my mother?" I asked, cheering up a bit.

"You have her hair and eyes. More than that, you have her endless capacity for love. You may not remember how she looked, but surely you remember feeling loved as a hatchling in her warm, compassionate arms." He tightened his hold on the boy's body.

"I... I... Mmmph?" I nearly gasped as my father pulled me into a kiss on the lips, but then I started closing my eyes and returned the kiss, making it long and passionate.

After their tongues danced for a brief moment, the Snow King pulled away blushing. "I'm sorry, Nathan...You reminded me so much of Luna that I felt as if I was with her again."

"Then... you can... if you want. I don't mind being with you... though I suggest we find somewhere more private," I said blushing.

"I know just the place," he said before leaning in to kiss is son once more before they leave. "But first, you should take the roses we brought for her and lay them on the grave."

I nodded and took two white roses from my father and lay them at my mother's grave. Somehow I knew from faraway, Luna was so happy for me.

On the carriage ride to Jack Frost's secret location, the dragon sat in his father's lap and cuddled with him. The snow king and his son shared many moments of silent, loving intimacy with one another. The carriage pulled up to a cave with snow white flowers growing at its entrance.

"Those flowers look beautiful," I said as we got out of the carriage.

The Winter Ruler led his offspring to the inside of the cave. Beyond the entrance, there was an empty cavern with soft blue gems that shimmered in its walls. A natural oculus allowed the light of the full moon to flood the center of the cave, adding to the serenity and beauty of the place. "This is where your mother and I first made love."

"It's beautiful," I said hugging my father, feeling his warmth fill me all over.

He points to the spotlight created by the moon. "Now, stand there, Nathan."

I nodded and I walked into the moonlight as my scales sparkle and light up the entire cave.

"You do look just like her." The King of Winter joined his son under the moonlight and took his claw. The lunar rays reflected oh-so-softly off of his body as he took his son by the claw and pulled him close. Gazing into Nathan's eyes, he said, "Before your mother and I made love, we'd dance together with the moon as our witness. Would you do me the honor?"

I smiled as he took his hands. "Yes, I would be honored to," I said as I created some soft music just perfect for the occasion.

The lover's began a waltz, and every step of it was perfectly timed. "You mother loved this dance; she loved this place; and she loved you my son. She would always talk about teaching you this very dance."

"Well, at least I get to learn it now... just by you," I said blushing. Suddenly, we stopped, and I looked up into my father's eyes. Then, I closed mine as our lips met in a kiss.

Their lips met in a soft, quiet, still congress of passion. Jack Frost lowered his son to the ground without breaking the lip lock. The dragon felt himself land on a bed of snow that his father had materialized for them to lay on. When he pulled away, tears were trickling down the Snow King's face. "It's been so long..."

I licked the tears off his face with my tongue and said, "Please... it's alright. I want to do it with you."

"And I You, my child." A soft smile crossed his face as he ran his chilly hand under Nathan's royal shirt.

I raised my arms as the shirt was off, and I moved to remove my father's shirt too.

Both males were now bear chested and hugged each other tight. Jack Frost gently took Nathan by the chin and kissed him passionately.

I rubbed my tongue against my father's as I began to undo both our pants.

"Nathan," he said after then kiss was broken. "Please, allow me to take your body. I want to feel close to you."

"Yes... take me as I am," I moaned and kissed him again as I wrap my arms around his neck.

The elder male kissed the dragon's scalie neck and chest as his fingers lightly massage down his sides. Then, the Winter King ran his face over Nathan's pelvic slit and slowly lapped at the musky opening.

I gasped and moaned greatly as my knees began buckling and my father was licking my member which was hard and out now.

Taking the dragon dong into his mouth, the snow white fleshy slowly bobbed his head up and down his son's boyhood as he gently caressed his taint, and his free hand traced the teen's muzzle.

I could tell my father needed attention too. So, I used my tail to stroke his member.

The King of Winter froze from the unexpected but tender caress of the scalie tail. "Your mother got very creative with her tail when I made love. He moaned out in lustful nostalgia. "She'd explore me on the inside as I made love to her."

"Did she ever explore you on the outside as well?" I moaned as I felt my legs give way, but my father caught me in his arms.

"Every inch," he said before gently licking the dragon's neck.

I moaned and started to suck on Jack Frost's neck. "Please, let me suck your member, father," I said with innocent eyes.

Without a word, the man placed a gentle paw on the boy's red mane and pushed downward.

I saw my father's member, and I licked the tip to taste it before I started sucking it with love and passion

His white hued member matched his offspring's perfectly. His body trembled from the eager muzzle that lovingly assaulted his pecker as he ran his hands through the fiery locks of his beloved son.

I could taste the pre leaking from his member and into my mouth. Finally, I couldn't wait any longer. "Dad.... I need you in me... please," I whimpered as I lie on my back and spread my legs apart.

In the prince's favored missionary, Jack Frost straddled the boy and gently pushed inward on his son's tailhole. His body trembled as he felt the teen's chamber pucker slowly engulf his cock head.

I whimpered and moaned as I took my father's member. He was much bigger inside than I anticipated, but he was very gentle with me and gave me time to adjust.

"Are you ready, Nathan?" he asked with a hushed intensity of lust in his voice.

"Ye-yes, father... I'm ready for you," I moaned, and we kissed deeply

Maintaining the kiss, he pulled out of his son and pushed just as slowly back in.

I moaned and wrapped my arms and legs around my father. "You... you can go faster, I think," I moaned.

Without a word, he heeded his son's words and began to speed up his impalement of the lad's well used canal. He tightened his hold on the boy as he licked the teen's muzzle, and sweat began pouring from his brow.

I gasped and moaned greatly as I clung tightly to my father just as he held me. "Dad.... you're... so... amazing...." I panted.

"Son...I love...You." Jack Frost's words were syncopated with his thrusts into his offspring as his sweat began to lightly drip.

"I... I ... love ... you ... too," I moaned and kissed him lovingly, "I'm... I'm getting close..."

"Me...too...Na...than." He caressed his dragon's cheek as he pounded slower yet harder with his approaching climax.

I reach my hand lower to my member and begin to stroke myself so that I and my dad would climax together.

I can't hold back any longer! AAAAAAAAAHHHH!" The intimacy denied man slammed into the younger male and unleashed his seed as his entire body trembled from the intensity of the climax.

The moment I felt his seed inside me, I cried out as my own seed went flying at the same time as my father's. "That was... good," I panted and hugged him tightly

Moving them both onto their side, the elder male kissed his son passionately in an open mouth.

"Thanks for bringing me here, Dad," I said softly as I snuggle into his warm and protective arms.

Kissing his son on the forehead, he replied, "I'm so glad to have you in my arms son," before tears start to form in his eyes.

"Dad... I want to stick around here before going home... is that okay?" I asked.

"Nathan, I'd like that, and I'm sure your mother would too." He nestled into the bed of snow with his offspring.

"Dad... I love you," I whispered softly before closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep.

Meanwhile at the elfin village, Arbane and his son were spending some time together in the woods where the young elf played long ago before he was turned to stone. After being petrified for a decade he was happy to run and play with the forest creatures as the elder male looked upon him. Arbane had a forlorn look upon his face.

"Papa, you really ought to try the berries. They really are... Papa, what's wrong?" the young elf asked, noticing the long face on his father.

In an attempt to dissuade his son, the elder elf said, "It's nothing, Dirion. My mind was just wondering in my old age." He offered the teen a warm smile as he sampled the berries.

But Dirion could guess what was on his father's mind. "Was it about Mom?" he asked.

A downtrodden look overcame the man's face. "Yes...it was..."

Dirion hugged his father and tightly as small tears welled up in the boy's eyes. "Papa, I miss her," he whimpered softly.

Instantly, he pulled his son in to a warm, tight embrace. "I miss her too, son. Oh, so much."

"Papa? What was she like again? How did you two meet?" the little elf asked, sitting on his father's lap.

"She was beautiful, and we met during an inter-village festival. I loved her from the moment I lay eyes on her. We were wed soon after, and you came along not too long after that."

"Papa, I know I've been turned to stone by Exortos, but I never knew what happened to Mom," Dirion said as he laid his head on the older elf's shoulder.

He exhaled sorrowfully. "She was killed just before you were turned to stone."

"Oh... I almost forgot... You were out fighting Exortos... and he killed her... PAPA, I MISS HER SO MUCH!!!" Dirion said busting into tears and cried into Arbane's chest.

"I know Dirion...and I'm the one to blame for your pain..." His hold on the boy tightened from guilt.

"No you're not, Papa," Dirion said hugging him, "It was that dumb old Exortos' fault. I'm here with you and we're still together."

"I love you, Dirion."

"And I love you too, Papa," Dirion said as he suddenly kissed his father on the cheek. The young elf gasped and looked, blushing madly. "Sorry... got carried away," Dirion said bashfully.

Arbane gently took his son by the chin and guided his mouth upward until their lips meet in a tender kiss.

Dirion murred softly, and he wrapped his arms around his father as they both kissed lovingly

Maintaining the kiss, Arbane stands before separating his lips from his son. "I have something to show you. He began to carry his son and walk through the woods as the sun shone through the small gaps in the tree leaves.

"Is this where you first met Mom?" Dirion asked.

"Yes." He said affirmatively. "In fact we are about to go where you were conceived."

"Papa, do I look like Mom?" Dirion asked.

"Yes you do. You have her eyes and her smile. It was about your age that she and I first met, many years before we conceived you."

"How long afterward was I born," Dirion said as he undressed himself

"About eight years." Arbane set the teen on the ground as he disrobed. Elvin tradition did allow for family to lay nude together in moments of closeness.

"So... this is what it's like to love someone?" Dirion asked softly as he was pulled in closer to his father's chest.

"Love means many things and has many forms, but, yes, this is love, Dirion." Arbane nuzzled his beloved son.

"Papa? Will... will you mate me like you did with Mom?" the little elf asked.

The elder male slowly lowered his head to his offspring's and said, "If that is what you wish, my precious," before their lips made contact.

"I do," Dirion whispered, kissed him passionately, and wrapped his arms and legs around his father.

He dove deeper into the kiss as his son straddled his body and their tongues danced in a loving tango.

"Oh... dominate me, Papa," moaned the little elf as he then got on all fours and swayed his rear at his father.

Arbane dominantly yet gently licked his son's tender pucker. This was normal for elves, whose first sexual experiences were typically with family members.

"OH... YEAH!!!" Dirion moaned and gripped the grass beneath him.

"It's time for you to learn how to please a partner. How does this feel?" The long haired male gently traced light circles around the younger elf's anus.

Dirion sighed and looked back at his father. "I'm loving it," he moaned.

Then, a gentle yet forceful digit pressed on the virgin's sphincter lips.

Dirion moaned and wished that his father would just take him, though having fingers in him would be nothing compared to what was to follow.

Elfin youths were often horney in their adolescent years, and Dirion was no exception. However, the boy still had to be sufficiently prepped, so Arbane impaled the untouched flower of the lad with his slick finger and slowly bore in as deep as he could.

"Papa... it's so big... so big... it hurts," Dirion moaned as he gritted his teeth

"Just relax," he said as his son reassuring caresses on the boy's scrotum. "It will loosen up in a moment."

And sure enough, Dirion found it less painful than before.

Then, a second finger was slipped in.

"OH..... YEAH" Dirion moaned and panted heavily

Arbane gently pulled out and positioned his staff at his son's rear. "Are you ready?"

Dirion nodded his head. "I'm ready Papa," he said softly.

The older male firmly held the boy by the hips and gently pushed his cock on the entrance of the willing teen.

Dirion nearly screamed but kept his cool all the same though he did pant really hard with anticipation and lust.

He hilted himself inside his son and massaged the shoulders of the heated lad as he adjusted to his father's mass of manhood.

"Ah... Papa... I love you so much," Dirion panted as he and his father kissed in their afterglow

As they kissed, Arbane slowly pulled out of his son's chamber.

"That felt... amazing," sighed the young elf.

"We are not done yet, Dirion." Arbane slid his manhood back in, for they had yet to climax with each other.

"What makes you say that?" Dirion asked softly.

"Do you know what it means to make love?" he asked as he re-hilted himself into the lad.

Dirion gasped and said, "To be bonded in body and soul?"

"Yes," the elder male said as he gently assaulted his son's rear with their hair swept in the breeze.

Dirion moaned and hugged his father above him and kissed him deeply.

The elf ran his fingers over the younger male's chest to tease his delicate nipples as he continued his slow, loving treatment of the boy's chamber.

"Ah... Papa... when do I get to be filled? Cause I feel like I'm gonna release anytime," panted the young elf.

The elder elf understood about a young, virile body's need for quick release. "Right now." He managed to stutter out as he held his offspring close.

"Fill me, Papa... fill my chamber with your seed, please," moaned the little elf

Arbane's seed flooded the boy's canal at that very moment and the lad could feel the rush of warmth ash over his small body.

"Ah... Ah... Papa... I'm getting close," Dirion moaned.

Fighting sensitivity, the man plowed into his son hard, driving his cock over and over the inexperienced prostate.

"Papa... I'm-AAAAHHH!" Dirion cried out as his seed went flying.

Holding his trembling boy tightly to his toned chest, Arbane kissed the younger elf on the neck and shoulders.

"Papa... fill me with your seed... please," whimpered Dirion, longing to be filled by his father.

"The pleas from his son drive him to forcefully continue his passionate undulations into the teen. Soon he felt himself tremble as he approached orgasm again. "AAHHHHH! HERE IT IS!"

Dirion cried out and had a second wave of seed follow his father's. The young elf leaned his head back and kissed his father lovingly. "I love you, Papa," he whispered.

The elder male leaned in and kissed his son upon the neck before gently guiding the boy to the ground and spooning him.

They both lay together before they both went back to the palace.