Come out on Top
NSFW Clavis fic. I HC that Clavis’ first times he was bottomed by a hot dom lady, and for the first time someone wants him on top.
@twstedtales @2d-pocky @thewitchofbooks
A sultry vixen makes her way towards the known troublemaking prince. Her eyes lock on him, as she weaves through the room. The prince is quite young, compare him being only 21, to her 26. Regardless, she knows what she wants from him. As she approaches him, his eyes meet her. “Prince Clavis,” she says as she bows.
“Baroness von Edmund.” Clavis responds. “How can I help you on such a fine evening?”
The baroness smiles at him. “I was hoping you would keep me company.”
Clavis lifts his arm to her. “It would be my greatest pleasure.” The baroness takes his arm. The two go for a walk around the rose garden. The baroness giggles at the meaningless ramble the prince makes. She in turn showers him with compliments. It’s a delicate dance, in order to get what she wants out of the prince.
“Unfortunately, sending him a dead frog didn’t faze him in the slightest.”
“Oh prince Clavis, must you talk about such a nasty prank?” The baroness titters.
“Ah, I apologize for such a vulgar topic.” Clavis smiles, his usual smile. “Well that’s the entirety of the garden. Shall I bid you a goodnight?”
The baroness presses herself closer into Clavis. “My prince, surely this isn’t the only view you’d like to show me.”
Clavis slides his arm down hers and takes her hand. He brings the back of her knuckles to his lips then winks. “I may have an idea of a better place.” Hand in hand the prince takes the woman back to the palace and through the halls. Before she knows it, she’s in his room.
Clavis ushers her in. “Welcome.”
The baroness curtsies and enters. She knows that he knows what she’s come for. His reputation precedes him, after all. As she enters she stops just before his bed. She beckons to him, and he comes to her. She takes one of his hands and places it on her shoulder. “I want you to push me down to my knees.” Clavis is taken aback. He has women tell him what to do all the time, but this is the first time he’s had a woman tell him something like this. Nonetheless, he obeys and pushes her down. She obediently follows and gets on her knees. “And now what would you like me to do?” Clavis pauses for a moment. He doesn’t show her he finds this a bit awkward.
“Unbuckle my belts.” He suggests, trying to mask his uncertainty. Again, she obeys. Her long fingers trace each belt before she unbuckles them and slides them off his waist. She places each one on her sides. Curious, Clavis tries again. “Now… pull down my trousers.”
The baroness doesn’t hide her smile as she reaches for the hem of the prince’s pants. She gently slides them down, and exposes his hardening member. “Now take me.”
The Baroness obliges and grabs the base of his cock. It hardens at her touch. She then bends forward and leans in. She gently places a small kiss on the base, before she takes a gentle lick. She then slides her mouth over the head and pushes her head down over him. Her tongue presses against his member as she sheathes him into her mouth. Once she reaches her hand, she drags herself back up over him, as she slides up her hand follows her head. She stops just at the tip and gently suckles on his tender head. Clavis sighs at this. It takes more effort than he realized to be blown while standing. He’s used to being pushed down and sucked on as he lies in helpless submission. As the baroness continues to bob her head down his cock, then come back up to the tip, Clavis pants heavily. His knees buckle, but he summons the strength to remain standing.
Just before he’s ready to come, the baroness stops. She blows a small puff of air on his head, then stands. She grabs his hands, then backs up into his bed, just so that the back of her knees hit the edge. She then places her hands on Clavis’ chest. “Push me down, your highness.”
Clavis merely stares at her. He’s usually the one being pushed down. The baroness gently pushes on Clavis’ shoulder beseechingly. Summoning his courage, Clavis takes her by the hips then shoves her onto his bed. For a moment he feels like Chevalier. The woman giggles as she collapses on his bed. “Now what do you want to do to me, prince."
Clavis stands before her, thinking to himself. A grin crosses his face, before he kneels down. He pushes her skirt up to her waist, then pulls at her underwear. His breathing is ragged, but he doesn’t want her to know. When he pulls her panty off her ankles, he drags a free finger between her lips. Her toes curl in response. He traces his finger back down her cunt, then slides a finger in. He pumps his finger in beckoning motion, rubbing at her walls. The woman moans, and her knees come together. Clavis instinctively grabs a knee with his free hand and pushes it down.
“That’s it, your highness. Hold me back.” His member hardens at her breathy voice. He continues to pump into her, sliding a second finger in. His eyes greedily watch her cunt, as her hips grind into his hand. With his thumb, Clavis traces up her lips then presses into her clit. The baroness moans deeply, as he begins to rub circles into her sensitive spot with his thumb. He feels his fingers growing wetter.
Clavis withdraws his finger, then places one hand on each leg, pulling her knees further apart. He leans in, bringing his lips to hers, and drags a slow, heavy lick up her cunt. Once he comes to the top, he presses his tongue into her clit. The baroness tries to bring her knees together, but Clavis holds them apart. He continues his lazy licks as the baroness pants and sighs. He keeps his tongue taut and begins to swirl tight circles and light flicks over her clit. She gets pushed to her limit. She brings her hands to cover her face. “Y-your highness,” she breathes.
He continues his frenzied assault on her clit. He pushes her knees apart with both his hands, giving him easier access. Clavis’ member grows harder with each of her breaths, as she pants out, crying to him, begging him to finish her. He obliges, continuing to press into her, pushing his tongue over her until she finally releases into his mouth. She cries out heavily, calling his name. Clavis wipes his mouth with his sleeve, before he gets up onto his knees. He unbuckles each of his belts and slides his high-rise pants down to his knees. He grabs the baroness’ arm and pulls her just so she flips onto her stomach. He then grabs her hips and lifts them onto her knees. She grabs a pillow and rests her chest on it, arching her back for him. Clavis does not prep her, instead he grabs each hip with each hand and pushes himself deep inside her. She moans into the pillow but he can still barely make out his name.
He sighs as enters her. His sharp thrust comes to a halt when his hips hit her ass. He winces from the pleasure. He slides out of her so just the tip is left inside, before thrusting back inside of her. Clavis’ pace increases with each new thrust. He doesn’t fuck her gently. He doubles over her and begins to grind his index finger into her clit, encouraging her to wet herself further and give himself more glide. The baroness arches her back further, deepening his insertion. At this point Clavis is panting. He continues to fuck her cunt and mercilessly but gently abuses her clit. The baroness begins to grind her need into his hips. He pounds into her, over and over. The baroness climaxes around him again, calling Clavis’ name to deafened ears. Clavis pays no mind to his partner; instead he grabs her shoulder and flips her back onto her back.
He takes each of her knees and hikes them onto his shoulders before he positions himself to her pussy and again penetrates her. The baroness brings her arms around his shoulders. She lifts herself up to bite his neck. But Clavis doesn’t want any of that right now. He wedges his hand between her neck and his shoulder and pushes her down. “I don’t want that.”
A hint of mischief fills her eyes. “You can’t handle it, your highness?” She pulls him close to her.
Clavis smirks at her, before he takes both her wrists and raises them up over her head, then pins them down with a gloved hand. “Do as I command.” His voice flows into her ear like melted butter. The baroness disobeys and pushes against him. In response Clavis hikes her hips up higher by arching forward over her. This gives him enough of an angle to deepen himself inside of her. “Be a good girl and behave.”
The baroness grinds into him, bidding him to drive deeper and harder into her. She smirks at him, “Make me.”
Clavis accepts the challenge and dips his head down to bite at her collarbone. The baroness inhales sharply. She begins to pant heavily as Clavis works her way down her collarbone to her breast. With his free hand, he tugs down on the dress’ neckline and frees a breast for him to prod at the nipple with his tongue. He does this all without losing his desperate pace. The baroness arcs her back, pushing her chest into his mouth. She wriggles against him, and he strengthens his hold on her wrists. He suckles at her breast before he takes it between his teeth and applies gentle nibbles to it, as if challenging the baroness.
Clavis cannot deny that he enjoys this view and this angle. He enjoys being the one to give the orders and be in command. He trips from the power of making the woman underneath him behave. He’s usually following in line, parading and following Chevalier and listening to his orders. For once, he’s the one who’s on top. His past lovers have usually been the ones to sit on his waist and derive their pleasure from him. His first few times a woman commanded him and told him what to do. At this moment, he enjoys being the one to rush into her, taking his pleasure. He enjoys being selfish. Baroness von Edmund pushes her chest into him and again calls his name.
“Prince Clavis, you’re so good!”
As if hearing this affirmation was all he needed, the prince pulls his member out of the lady and finishes on her.
He pants.
“My apologies for the mess.” He winks at her, before he cleans her off with his handkerchief.
The baroness sits up as soon as he’s finished. “Well thank you for your company, your highness.” She stands up and fixes her skirt and neckline, then brushes herself off.
“I’ll see you out then.” Clavis fixes his pants and replaces each of his buckles, before he lends her an arm. “Will I be receiving another visit from you?”
The baroness simply smiles at him as they leave his room.
