He reaches down the top of Sasha's dress, pauses, pulls him close, and whispers, "that's a surprise."

He goes very, very still. 

"Pretty girl," he says, gently.

"Thank you," very quiet and very small. He doesn't pull away. 

"It's a pleasant surprise."

...he hesitantly kisses Asher's neck. 

Asher pets his hair and then pauses and takes off his own mask.

— what, why — 

"I'm Prince Asher son of Naveen and I fuck guys and white girls and you now could ruin my life."

...he knows that face. He has definitely met this person before. Where has he — right — 

"You introduced yourself to me the first time as Asher son of Tiana, what changed." 

"--Well, I don't know, but I'm guessing I wasn't trying to tell you how to fuck up my life. I really don't do that often."

He laughs, a little bit nervous, and kisses him. 

The person in his lap is very pretty whatever their sex is.

He touches their thighs. It's a question.

He moans into Asher's mouth and moves towards Asher's hands and doesn't stop kissing him. 

Then he works his way very slowly up her thighs and brush his hand against her dick.

"Gorgeous girl."

He lets out a soft broken moan. 

"Want to go out back?"

It takes him a moment to parse the question, and then he smiles and nods and doesn't move to stand up. 

Well, then.

Asher scoops up the pretty girl and carries her outside. 

Asher being strong enough to carry him is never ever going to stop being wonderful. 

"You're so beautiful," he says, and presses her against the wall with his body. "And unnecessarily mysterious."

He gasps and says "I don't know about unnecessarily" and relaxes into Asher's body. 

"Well, I don't think," kiss, "I have any archnemeses," kiss, "that I will fall for after an afternoon of masked passion," kiss, "and then discover their true identity to my horror," kiss, "and then I dunno, a couple nights of forbidden passion? Angst and torment? A rather good sonnet sequence about my pain? A duel? Secret marriage? Suicide? Up to you really."

He laughs and kisses Asher and says "Does 'child of no one' ring a bell?" 

"...Go out with me?"