Tears slowly rolling down Lance's cheek, he looked at Lord Joseph. "You have been so kind to me," he whispered. "Even though I didn't come from a royal family or have a formal education, you...you still accepted me. You've...you've given me so much and have been so patient with me...I...I...thank you," Lance added, hugging Lord Joseph, his heart full.

Wrapping his arms around Lance, Lord Joseph held him close. "You don't have to thank me Lance," he whispered. "I should be thanking you, for making me so happy, and not using your title to get what you want."

Smiling at his husband, Lance shook his head. "As I've said, you've given me so much already. I can't think of anything else that I might want or need."

"If I had known you were this charming, I would have broken tradition and taken you as my first husband, regardless of your age," Joseph confided. "If only Justin and Joshua could forget their titles, and just live life as you do..." he added, then trailed off.

Lance walked over to his bed and sat down. "What do you mean?" Lance asked curiously.

Watching Lance, Joseph stated, "Justin and Joshua; they find it funny to go into the villages and just take what they want, using their titles to take advantage of the people. Even the villages that are close to where they were raised, they do the same thing. That's one reason why I wanted to go with you back home. I wanted to see how you would act when you entered your village. I did so with both Justin and Joshua and they acted as they do now. You, however, didn't change your attitude simply because of your title as 'lord'."

Looking down, Lance clasped his hands together. "I...I..."

"Lance, you needn't look down either like you are ashamed," Joseph said quietly. "Now please, finish your sentence."

Fidgeting with his hands, Lance slowly looked up. "I...I know that 'lord' is my new title, but I...I don't feel like one," he admitted.

Smiling, Joseph came over and sat next to Lance. "Perhaps you just need some time to adjust. If, in time, you still do not feel like a 'lord', then I shall love you none the less."

Lance looked at Joseph, a smile creeping up his face. "I...I love you M'lord," he whispered, hugging him again.

A tear slipping from his cheek, Joseph returned the hug and whispered, "I love you too Lance."

Pulling back slightly and looking at Lord Joseph, it was Lance's turn to wipe the tear away from Lord Joseph's eye. Shyly, he leaned over and tenderly kissed Lord Joseph's lips. Not wanting to scare Lance away, Joseph only held his young husband close, the kiss only increasing when Lance wanted it to. Lance moaned as strange, new feelings began to course through him, causing him to cling to Joseph tighter.

Holding Lances' arms, Joseph leaned back so he laid down on the bed, Lance falling with him. Parting his lips slightly, he flicked his tongue out, inviting his husband to explore further.

It was Lance who broke the kiss, whimpering slightly as Joseph nipped the crook of his neck, his hand beginning to snake down the front of Lance's pajamas.

Laughing quietly, Joseph kept his hand on the outside of Lances' pajamas as he massaged his crotch lightly, continuing to nip at his neck as well. "What would you like Lance?" he whispered as he felt Lance shutter lightly. "Whatever it is you want, you will have. All you need do is ask."

His body starting to shake from a mixture of ancicipation and fear, Lance glanced at his husband, then looked down. "I...I don't know...I...I'm so new at this. I...I'm not sure what I should ask for."

"Would you like to experiment?" Lord Joseph asked, stopping his massage and looking back up into Lances' eyes. "You will need to learn sometime. There will be times when you will be the one in control of these games."

Lance looked down, thoroughly embarrassed. "You are so much more experienced than...than I," Lance whispered, leaning his head on Joseph's chest. "I...I just know that I...I want to be with you."

Rubbing his back lightly, Lord Joseph held him close and replied, "I just want to be with you too, but you do have to learn. I mean, I don't think you would fancy having a sore behind everytime I call on you at night." A light laugh laced his voice as he spoke the last sentence. "How would Midnight feel if you couldn't ride her the next morning?"

Lance blushed a deep red as he looked shyly at Joseph. "But...but I...I thought you said the pain would be less each...each time," he replied.

"It will," he answered. "I just thought you would like a change a pase from last nights events."

"I...I don't know...what should I ask for?" Lance whispered.

Laughing quietly, Joseph kissed Lance and whispered, his voice matching Lances', yet his tone joking, "You're making excuses."

"N...no...I...I really don't know. I wasn't taught about such things," Lance replied.

"Would you like to be taught?" Joseph asked, being patient with his husband. He knew it would take Lance some time to get use to their games, and he would be as gentle with him as possible.

Looking at Joseph, Lance nodded. "Y...yes, M'lord," the young blond replied. "I want to know how to please you."

"Do you remember what felt good to you last night?" Joseph asked, running a hand through Lances' hair.

"I...I...I couldn't think of much last night except the pain," Lance admitted. Embarrassed, Lance looked down. "I...I'm sorry, M'lord. I...I don't mean to be so...so...but I...I didn't grow up knowing about such things and I...I really don't know what to ask for."

Smiling, Joseph cupped Lances' cheek in his hand and lowered him enough to kiss his lips lightly. "Perhaps you'd like some time to think about your request?" he teased, his hand slowly moving southward again as the twinkle in his eye increased.

Lance gasped as Joseph wrapped his hand around his member and began stroking him lightly. Laying his head back against the pillow, Lance moaned, putting a smile on Lord Joseph's face.

"I take it by your reaction," Joseph began. "That this is pleasing to you?" When Lance squeaked out a 'yes', Joseph pulled his hand back and slowly lowered the pajama pants that cladded Lances' lower region.

Lance's body trembled as Joseph removed his pajama pants and put them at the edge of the bed. Returning to Lance, Joseph gently parted his legs so he could fit between them. Lance looked down at Joseph. "M...M'lord?" he whispered, not sure what Joseph was about to do.

With an evil smirk upon his face, Lord Joseph looked up and held a finger to his lips before taking hold of Lances' waist to hold him steady. Presently, he lowered his lips to Lances' member, taking the tip into his mouth, somewhat scaring the young blond at first.

Lance whimpered as his body became rigid. "M...M'lord?" he squeaked, tears slowly rolling down his cheeks as his face filled with fear.

Hearing the change in tone of Lances' voice, Joseph looked up just as a tear fell and rolled down Lances' cheek. Concern at once filled him as he climbed up next to the blond angel. "What is wrong? If I hurt you, I did not intend to do so Lance."

"N...no...no you did not hurt me," Lance whispered, frightened that he would make Lord Joseph angry. "I...I did not know what you were doing...I...I never..." Lance tried to fight the tears that continued to fall. "M...M'lord, please forgive me," Lance sobbed. "Growing up, my mother and father did not discuss such things with me...not even when I was old enough to understand them. They were forbidden to tell me what was to take place in the wedding chamber...so they told me that you would teach me what I needed to know. So when I told you that I didn't know what to ask for, I was being sincere. Please don't be upset with me for not knowing about such things."

Running his hand lightly through Lances' hair and down his cheek again, Joseph whispered quietly, "Why would I be mad with you for being untouched and untrained Lance? Your being pure is what made last night so special, and a bit painful for you, but nonetheless, what took place last night was special. We gave something to each other that no one can ever take from us. I could never be mad at you for last night, or any other night that is to come."

Lance buried his head in Joseph's chest and sobbed. "Than...thank you, M'lord," he choked. "Thank you for being so patient with me. I...I want to learn what is pleasing to you...and what to ask you for."

Rubbing his back lightly, Josephs' tone changed from understanding to slightly angry. "Now that will upset me," he said. "You should not have to ask for anything that will please me during our nightly games. You should ask for what you think will be pleasing to yourself." When his tone changed back again to understanding, he added, "I am simply pleased with just your companionship. That is all I ask for."

Smiling, Lance looked at Joseph. "I...I think I liked what you were doing a few minutes earlier. I was just unprepared for what you were going to do and was a little scared at first."

Kissing his lips, Joseph whispered that Lance never had to be scared of what they did during the nights. "I will never hurt you intentionally Lance. I want our nights together to be pleasurful for you." Moving back to lay between Lances' legs, Joseph looked up, as if asking permission to continue. Nervously, Lance looked at Lord Joseph and nodded, inhaling sharply as Joseph took him in his mouth again. Listening intently for any sign of discomfort from Lance, Joseph again took his time with Lance. He wanted this to be a learning experience for his young lord, as well as having some fun.

Unsure of what he should do, Lance lay back and closed his eyes. A slight moan ecaped his lips as Joseph continued moving up and down Lance's shaft, causing the blond to moan again.

Using Lances' moans as incouragment, Joseph increased his speed, sending Lance into a frenzy of never before felt feelings. Only pulling back far enough to whisper terms of enderment, and to let him know he was doing everything correctly, Joseph worked his husband until he felt his body shutter below him.

"Jo...Joseph?" Lance whimpered, the strange new feelings overwhelming him. "I...I..." Lance managed to squeak as his body shook with the force of his release, Joseph accepting all he had to offer. Once his breathing began to slow, he opened his eyes. Looking at the pleased expression on Joseph's face, Lance started to cry.

Looking up at the young blond, Lord Joseph moved to lay next to Lance and cradled him in his arms. "Lance, what is the matter? You did just fine. Why are you crying?" Lance couldn't respond, the tears continuing to fall. Pulling back slightly to look at his young husband, Joseph tilted Lance's chin up and kissed his lips gently. "Lance, what is it? What is wrong?"

His body shaking, Lance looked at Lord Joseph. "I...I'm so...sorry, M'lord," Lance whispered in a frightened voice. "You must think me extremely weak for cry...crying so much but...but these...these feelings are so new to me and I was overwhelmed. I know you are used to being with someone more sophisticated and experienced in these these things than I. I would not blame you if you wanted to send me back to my parents' farm."

His face full of love and concern for the young lord, Joseph cupped Lance's cheek in his hand as he smiled tenderly at him. "My dear Lance," Lord Joseph began, running his hand through Lance's hair. "You are my husband...you belong to me now. I would never send you back to the lower lands."

Trying hard to fight the tears, Lance shook his head. "But...but..." he stuttered.

Sitting up, Lord Joseph pulled Lance up next to him as he looked down at Lance, who had lowered his eyes. Touching his face, Lord Joseph whispered. "Lance, look at me, please."

The young lord slowly raised his head to see Joseph smiling down at him. "Ye...yes, M'lord?" he replied in a scared voice.

His concern increasing, Lord Joseph spoke gently to his young husband. "Lance, you do not have to apologize for anything. I understand completely how nervous and frightened you are. It is not easy to be a member of the royal family, but you have done remarkably well so far and I am very proud of you and honored that you are mine." Holding the young lord closer, Joseph's voice lowered his voice to that of a whisper. "I love you, Lance and I want to do everything I can to make you happy. Never be afraid of angering me because of your tears. I know that you were not taught about the marriage bed and do not know of these things. Do not be afraid...I will teach you what you need to know."

Lance buried his head in Joseph's chest. "Than...thank you so...so much for being pat...patient with me," the blond lord choked. "I want so...so much to learn how to please you."

"You do not have to worry about that, Lance," Joseph whispered, sliding down the bed, positioning himself between Lance's legs again. "Tomorrow, I will start teaching you how to please me. Tonight is about your pleasure." Lowering his head, Lord Joseph took Lance's length in his mouth, working his tongue up and down the shaft.

Lance closed his eyes as a whimper escaped his lips. "M...M'lord, I...I..." the young blond moaned as his back arched. It was obvious that Lance was enjoying what Joseph was doing, a fact that brought a smile to Joseph's face.

"That's it, Lance," Joseph encourged as his rhythm increased slightly. "I am happy to see you receive such pleasure."

"M...M'lord...ple...please," he moaned as he gripped the blue satin sheets, his breath coming in short pants.

Slowing only for a short moment, Lord Joseph looked up at his young husband. "Does this feel good, Lance?" he murmured.

"Ye...ye...yes, M'lord," Lance managed to squeak out. "I...I...oh God...I...I..."

"That's it, Lance," Joseph whispered, increasing his rhythm once more and sending Lance over the edge. "I can feel it...you are close. Do not fight what you are feeling, give in to it."

"M'lord, I...I...oh God...I...I...ah," Lance shouted, as his body shook with his release. Waves of plesure crashed over him, sending him to heights before unknown. Once his breathing began to return to normal, Lance slowly opened his eyes to see Lord Joseph smiling at him. "M...M'lord?" Lance whispered, his body spent.

"You do not know how happy it made me to see you receive such pleasure, Lance," Joseph whispered back as he ran his hand slowly through his husband's damp hair.

Lance was a little nervous and unsure of what to say or do now. "I...I..."

Placing a finger to his lips, Lord Joseph leaned over and kissed Lance softly. "Shh...there is no need for words. I just want to lay here and hold you in my arms," he replied, laying back and wrapping his strong arms around Lance.

Lance relaxed, feeling very protected with Lord Joseph. "Good...good night, M'lord," Lance murmured, closing his eyes. "I...I love you."

Smiling, Joseph closed his eyes as well. "Good night, my sweet angel," he whispered back, kissing Lance's soft lips once more. "I love you, too." In a few moments, both were asleep.