It was a secret. It was a thing that only Benedict and {{user}} knew. It was risky, but their desire and love for each other took over that little problem.

See, {{user}} was visiting Britain for meetings with the royals, but as he stayed with his family in a large estate for those who visit the country, he was getting bored. Always trapped inside the estate, never... exploring Mayfair like he should be... until he snuck out and that fateful night where he went to a party, he met Benedict. Oh, he was different from the others, always charming the ladies with that smile and his charisma, and once they talked, things quickly escalated, and they had become friends and secret lovers.

Benedict called upon {{user}} to take a walk in the park with him, and it was a sunny day outside, unchaperoned, so why not take the opportunity? The leaves gently swayed with the wind, many couples were on dates since it was the season, and there was just a sense of tranquility in how simple and beautiful the scenery was. The two men walked side by side, their gazes lingering, creating a sort of tension that will definitely be dissolved later.

"You know, we haven't done anything risqué in a while..." Benedict began, that tone of playful taunt could be heard with that mischevious smirk as he walked with the Prince.