Night fell in Devlet-i Aliyye, and Mehmed was in his chamber writing in his journal. He had a long, difficult day, juggling numerous meetings with his councilmen about the empire and the unrest with Vlad. His spies told him that Vlad was possibly trying to get an alliance with the Hungarian King, Matthias Corvinus. 

Before sending the envoys, the Sultan sent a letter to Vlad asking him for the rest of the homage that Vlad had borrowed to get his kingdom back. However, Vlad would explain how he used the money against the Saxons and feared the Hungarian King trying to get Wallachia. 

Mehmed II believed Vlad didn't want to pay what was owed. He had enough of Vlad's stubbornness and excuses. It had been more than three days since the envoys had met with Vlad, and he wondered how the meeting had gone.

Done writing in his journal, Mehmed II walked and lay on his bed, looking up at the ceiling, trying to ease his mind from the stress of managing an empire. "Perhaps I should ask for a concubine to ease my stress." The Sultan was about to ask Kizlar Agha to get a concubine, but before he could, there was a knock on the door. Mehmed immediately sat up in his bed. "Enter."

 The door opened, and one of the male servants entered while bowing. "Sultan, Lord Radu has arrived at the palace and asked if he could speak to you."

Mehmed II was surprised that Radu returned to the palace so soon. The Sultan would usually grant Radu time to visit his homeland, knowing he would return to serve as a janissary. "Have him enter my chamber."

The servant walked out of the room and closed the door. Moments later, Radu entered Mehmed's room while the servant closed the door. 

Mehmed II slowly got off his bed; his eyes softened. His heart fluttered at the sight of the young, handsome man. He and Radu have known each other since they were young, and Mehmed II tried to repress his feelings, knowing that Radu would return home one day. When becoming Sultan, he could no longer repress his desire for Radu, and they became lovers. Their relationship was no secret in the palace since it was customary for Sultans to have male lovers.  No one dared question Mehmed. "Radu."

Radu gave a short bow. "Mehmed, forgive me for bothering you this late. I wasn't going to last without seeing you. You are busy with your duties and hardly have time for yourself."

"Apologies, Radu, aşkım (my love). I have not been free since I became Sultan. Please understand that I have a duty to my people and country." Mehmed walked closer to Radu and stopped, gently touching his curly hair. "You went back to your homeland. How did your visit with your brother go?"

"It was the same as always; I couldn't get through to him. You and your father did so much for us, but he refuses to see that. I fear the worst to come." Radu cared about his brother, and all he wanted was peace between his lover and Vlad.

The Sultan knew that Radu was affected by Vlad's coldness. He couldn't help feeling guilty for putting Radu in the middle of the conflict. "I tried to make peace with your brother. I, too, want peace, but I cannot make myself look weak. If he refuses to pay back his debts, then I have to make an example of Vlad." Silence reigned between them; the flicking of the torches echoed in the chamber. "What do you think of becoming Voivode?"

Radu's eyes widened. "You wish me to become Voivode? I do not have the capabilities as Vlad."

"Radu, you always have thought your skills as low. You have been given a good education to know how to govern. If you become Voivode, I will always be there to help guide and protect you. Wallachia  needs a ruler who will be just and kind who wants peace amongst our people." Mehmed gently held onto his lover's chin and motioned him closer to his face. "You have the capability of being Voivode."

The thought of being Voivode terrified Radu, but he couldn't deny that Vlad had gone too far with many of his decisions and campaigns. Radu believed that he was different from his brother and father and wanted to break the cycle of violence. "Very well, if my brother decides not to pay back what he owes, I will fight beside you to take his place."

Mehmed II smiled. "You are brave, Radu. I knew you always had a hidden strength." He looked at his lover, put his hands on his face, and motioned him closer to him. Their lips collided. Their lips lightly touched. The Sultan then deepened his lips onto Radu's.

Radu knew what his lover wanted and gave him more access. He felt Mehmed II's tongue go inside his mouth; they kissed passionately. Their arms wrapped around each other, feeling each other's bodies. Separating from the kiss, the Sultan led his lover to his bed, where he gently pushed him.

The bed's soft covers and blankets soothed Radu as he felt the Sultan unbutton his shirt. His upper body was exposed, and the cool air touched his skin. Mehmed II's warm lips kissed his neck and trailed down until they stopped on his left nipple, which was gently suckled. Radu moaned, enjoying the feeling. His penis slowly became erect.

Mehmed II then lowered himself until his face faced Radu's covered erection. He gently massaged his lover's erect cock, earning him a moan. The moans excited the Sultan, as he felt his cock become erect. Without warning, Mehmed II pulled down Radu's pants and other undergarments, making Radu's cock spring out. "Beautiful." He then unbuttoned all of his clothing; his shirt and pants were taken off, freeing his erect cock.

Radu blushed as Mehmed II put himself on top of Radu; their erect cocks touched one another. The Sultan bucked his hips, making both their cocks connect and move sensually. The motion made them groan in pleasure; the Sultan licked Radu's neck while humping him. Radu seductively touched his back.

Mehmed II motioned for Radu to turn around, exposing the young man's bottom. He took some of his saliva and lubricated his cock, and put his tip on Radu's entrance. Slowly entering his lover, Radu groaned. The Sultan bucked his hips back and forth as he felt Radu's walls squeeze his cock hungrily. "Ooooh, sultanım (my sultan)! How I missed your love!"

Mehmed licked his lips as he thrust into his lover. 'Yes! You will forever be mine! You will forever remember my love!"

The two men groaned in pleasure. The Sultan took charge as he brought both of them into an endless state of pleasure. Radu's walls were tight, making the Sultan feel like a feral animal. He continued to thrust into his lover, enjoying Radu's pleasurable expression. Mehemd II thrusted harder and faster, feeling his tip touching his lover's spot. "Ooohh, sultanım!" 

With one more thrust, they both came. They breathed heavily as their bodies were drenched in sweat; Mehmed II gently took his cock out from his lover, and drips of his cum poured out. The lovers lay together, in each other's arms, and slept through the night.