Why is no one writing smut for this pairing? Now I have to take matters into my own hands...

Gui's dark, brunet hair fluttered in the warm breeze. The game designers had decided on lovely weather for Second Life that day. Of course they didn't have much choice; not after all the complaints they received in lieu of the tornado last week.

Prince turned his head to Gui, and the bard marveled at the deep, crimson eyes which were crinkled in mirth. Upon encountering Gui's unconcealed yearning, a bright blush lit up the elf's cheeks, and he averted his eyes. Gui instantly missed their gaze.

"Gui…do you...do that on purpose?" Prince glanced back to the bard.

"Do what your highness?" Gui stepped closer. He could smell Prince's scent on the wind - a wonderful combination of woodlands and soap. It was heady, intoxicating. The bard's muscles relaxed as he breathed it in, his eye lids drooping half closed.

Noticing his companion's proximity, Prince straightened up, his blush deepening. "S-sometimes, the way you look at me…," Prince took a step back and again looked away. "…it's overwhelming."

"Ah!" Gui exclaimed, pulling himself out of his trance. Quickly glancing around for anything to help solve Prince's problem, he decided on a burlap sack. Throwing this over his head, Gui turned in the opposite direction, squatted down, and declared, "Please forgive me! I never meant to make your highness uncomfortable!"

"Ah…no," Prince's muffled voice reached his pointed ears through the thick material. "I think you're just making it worse…."

Gui felt the burlap slide off his head, its rough texture scratching his face. Suddenly he was looking into exasperated scarlet eyes and his heart stuttered, dancing against his chest.

"You don't have to go to such extremes," the elf almost laughed. His expression became more thoughtful as he stared at the bard. Gui, mesmerized by the attention he was receiving, gazed back in love and wistful longing. Prince spoke in a softer tone, "I'm just saying…you have a lot of…feelings…," he trailed off, leaning in further, not breaking eye contact. Gui's heart hammered against his rib cage, and his lips parted in hope. All of a sudden, Prince jerked back, blush tainting his porcelain cheeks, lips pursed tight. Though it made for a pretty sight, Gui was sad that face was no longer leaning into his.

Lollidragon watched the two love birds who weren't love birds flirt around their mutual attraction from a back balcony. Prince's stubbornness pissed her off to no end. How on earth could he resist that bishie?! She knew he was just being overly conscious about his real life identity, but would it hurt the guy to just let go and enjoy himself once in a while? And of course by "enjoy himself" she meant "enjoy Gui". If he was showing this much yearning for the sexy bard with clothes on, there was no doubt in her mind that he wouldn't be able to deny himself in a less…innocent situation.

Her mouth twisted in amusement as a devious plan began to take shape in her mind.

The cunning red head waited until every one logged off for the day, their avatars resting in their respective chambers. Doing her thief class justice, she sneaked into Prince's bedroom. His avatar lay haphazardly on the bed, and his feet hung off the side of the mattress as if Lan hadn't cared enough to gently tuck in one of second life's most important players, instead opting to just toss the avatar on the bed like a forgotten toy.

Lollidragon's annoyance was replaced quickly by the excitement of her mission. Snickering, she grabbed the dangling ankles and pulled the (for all intense and purposes) sleeping elf off the bed, only slightly wincing when his head thumped onto the richly carpeted floor.

After a good twenty minutes of dragging the blond's heavier-than-it-looked ass, she kicked open the door of her destination: Gui's bedroom. Lollidragon took a moment to give an appreciative nod and huff at the long stretch of hallway she had hauled the ruler down. She sighed and popped her back before continuing to lug Prince further in to the bard's room - over to the spacious bed.

The unknowing brunet's peaceful, sleeping face only made her lucrative grin grow wider. With one last show of strength Lollidragon heaved Prince's body onto the bed where his head flopped carelessly onto Gui's shoulder. She squealed before she could stop herself, the cute image they presented proving too much for her.

Practically salivating at the mouth, her hands started to take off clothing, getting down to the fruit of her mission. Lollidragon peeled off the two mens' layers of protective armor, and her eyes drank in the scene like a starving wolf would gaze at two freshly killed rabbits. She stripped them of their garments below the belt as well, noting both were well-endowed. Lollidragon had to face the back wall to think clearly again, unable to contain her lewd smirk.

Now how should she position them? Obviously intimately, embracing in someway. That way it would be harder to slip out of.

With her immoral goal in mind, Lollidragon prepared herself to face the two bishies laid out behind her. She turned around, determined, and first rolled Prince over on his stomach so that he was half lying on Gui, his lips barely caressing the bard's neck. Next she positioned their hips on top of each other, so their most intimate of places pressed together.

"Eeep!" The thief said shrilly, going weak at the knees and sinking to the floor. She stayed there for a few moments, gasping, before getting back to the task at hand.

Lollidragon moved Gui's left leg so it rested between Prince's thighs and vice versa. The thought behind this was that whenever either Prince or Gui moved their legs, friction would be added to the other's sensitive area. Lollidragon draped Gui's arms loosely around the elf's waist, his hands settling comfortably in the dip of Prince's lower back. added one last touch to this idealic fan girl scene: turning Gui's head a bit, she marveled at the intimacy of his lips pressed to the elf's forehead.

Lollidragon beamed down at the pair, happy with her results. She cocked her head and bent down for a minor adjustment. Tugging Prince's left arm up, she placed his finger's loosely into the brunet's hair. She tossed a sheet over the pair, but made certain it only covered up to their thighs. She wanted them to have a nice view of how great they looked together when they logged on next.

Grinning broadly, Lollidragon backed out of the room, memorizing the two forms on the bed. Oh, if only I had a camera, she thought….

How is my writing style? I'm beginning to notice I do the same kind of sentence structure for every sentence, and I'm trying to change it up a bit.