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"I would do anything for you, Lord Leo.  I am your faithful sword.  Use me as you feel fit."

"Kiss me."  The words tumbled out of Leo's mouth before he even processed what he was saying, like water spilling over the edge of a glass.  He felt Odin freeze, his shoulders tensing against Leo's own, and the prince immediately opened his mouth to stammer out an apology, an explanation for the words he didn't even know were on his tongue.

But Odin beat him to it.  "Is that an order, milord."

Now it was time for Leo to take pause.  A moment's hesitation was all it took to steel his resolve.  "Yes.  Yes, it is, Odin."

"Then who am I to deny the request of my liege."  And Odin reached towards Leo's face, grasping his chin and tilting it up so Leo's lips met his own.

It was only for a instant, but the brush of Odin's mouth set a shockwave buzzing down Leo's spine.  Something electric and exciting and incredibly foreign.

Odin looked exceedingly sheepish, pink beginning to creep into his cheeks.  "That was....  I'm sorry, that was stupidly foward of me, I don't know what happe--"

The rest of his words were lost as Leo grabbed him by the collar, pulling him into another kiss, this one deeper, this one more intense, driven by something (yearning? desperation? Leo wasn't really sure), some overwhelming /need/.