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[hisroyalmagnificence]

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✩ an independent & mutuals only dash roleplay blog for King Magnifico from Disney's 2023 film WISH. ✩ penned by Dawn ( she / her, 25+ ). ✩ all spoilers will be tagged as "wish spoilers." ✩ sexual / violent material will be present on this blog. minors do not follow or interact. ✩ graphics made by hyruleshop.

[stingslikeabee]

'Melissa.'

The queen immediately raised her head to look at Magnifico, but realized that he was still asleep... But likely content, given the relaxed expression he wore despite being unconscious. The small gestures from his side seemed to further corroborate the notion that the ruler wished for his wife to carry on - nothing suggested the king to be displeased.

Rather the opposite, if the moan that followed her name was any indication. Melissa was suddenly much more awake than mere minutes ago, finding it an unique chance to observe her beloved and to be in full control to do as she wished, learning about him and, in turn, about what she too enjoyed. Magnifico had said that - experience would help, and right now, the queen was coming to the conclusion that stroking his flesh and feeling his own desire grow was nice.

She was causing that - it was a testament to their shared feelings, and it made Melissa feel warm all over, starting from the heart but definitely going to the place between her legs. Curious to see how much further she could go and drawing from the brief moments of their first night (when they did not dare deviate much from the script newlyweds were supposed to follow), the queen moved over the bed, brushing covers away and crawling towards the end of the mattress.

The pressure of her fingers was removed, but only briefly. Instead, the woman bent forward, reproducing the imagery of a devout follower worshipping their deity but for something considerably less divine. Instead, Melissa used both hands to manipulate Magnifico's half-erect member, parting her lips to take him inside as a test - she had been impossibly curious as to how it would feel, and the king himself had given her a particular look when she disrobed him the night before and placed a kiss there.

It was an explorative attempt - Melissa was surprised at several things, but mostly at the warmth: his cock radiated heat just as the rest of his body, and it continued to have small but noticeable reactions inside her mouth as she sampled him. The texture was not unpleasant, but the taste was unexpectedly... Remarkable. Salty and pungent, reminding the beekeeper of the way sweat droplets could feel on the tongue when one was laboring under the sun. But there was... More.

The smell - it was quite unique and decidedly different from the floral scents he favored as cologne, and it reminded Melissa of everything experienced the night before: the intensity of lovemaking, the whispered nothings and the way hey came apart together. Inhaling deeply and trying to focus while adapting the shape of her mouth to better accommodate her husband, Melissa's own voice came out in stifled gasps and moans while they mostly reacted to each other's presence.

Eventually, the queen obtained a good angle with better metaphorical footing - even if using both hands was still necessary to hold her husband somewhat stationary while Melissa bobbed her head. It seemed logical - for that to work, either she would need to go up and down his erected member or Magnifico would need to thrust inside her mouth, only the secondary scenario was impossible as he slept. Decided on her path forward, the woman proceeded to test and try, tongue moving over flesh and lips dragging along while avoiding teeth from making contact - it was complex and required a lot of effort, enough to consume her attention completely...

...And thus failing to keep watch in relation to Magnifico himself and whether he remained asleep.

[hisroyalmagnificence]

︑︒⚬∙︓·⠄ MAGNIFICO'S BREATHING GREW harder as his dream and waking worlds collided. His fingers gripped at his pillow. The King's soft groans grew more frequent in response to Melissa's exploration of his cock.

Melissa. Magnifico uttered her name. In his fantasy, the young Queen smiled. She was still riding him with gusto. The King placed his hands on her bent thighs to help her balance and give himself greater leverage. He was able to wiggle his hips and attempt to return the favor by thrusting upward. Outside of his sleep, his body attempted to mechanically do the same — half - responding to the lustful images in his head and half - answering the movement of Melissa's lips over her husband's now very firm erection.

Finally, the wizard began to wake. The transition from realm to realm was surprisingly smooth given the current of pleasure that carried him through. Magnifico blinked slowly. His body was warm, sticky, and there was a noticeable tension in his lower abdomen and groin that he couldn't ignore. Another moan escape him. This was louder and even surprised the King.

Magnifico rolled his head forward and propped his torso up on his elbows. From his newfound vantage point, he saw his wife ( what a thrill to call her that ) using her hands and mouth to lavish his obviously needy cock with attention. The King bent one of his legs sluggishly in an effort to relieve some of the electricity running through his body.

"Mi c - corazón," Magnifico said shakily. He watched his lower body resume replying to her, having been paused when he initially crossed the threshold ; with great care, it moved with her, hopefully easing some of the difficulty. The wizard assumed that this was her first time due to the information that she had shared with him last night.

"You are . . . doing wonderfully," Magnifico gasped out. With that, the King sunk back into their bed. His fingertips dug into the blankets.

This was not the wake - up that he had expected, but he certainly was not going to stop it. He meant his compliment, and the Queen's efforts would soon be rewarded with a powerful release on his part. Magnifico could feel it building inside, just begging for him to relinquish the last of senses. If it wasn't for the length of time that he had gone without a woman's company, Magnifico may have been startled with the strength of his nearing orgasm ( especially after the intensity of their love - making the evening prior ).

"Melissa." Magnifico whispered her name, swallowed, and tried to speak a second time. "You're going to — to make me come." The wizard inhaled sharply and tipped his chin toward the ceiling.

[hisroyalmagnificence]

Growing up, Melissa had frequently watched her father and mother exchange gifts on Valentine's Day - although modest, they had always symbolized their devotion for one another, and Edgar carried on the tradition of placing roses over Eleanor's grave well after her passing. Years later, the second queen of Rosas was now very engrossed with the last touches of her own gift to her husband.

Now, Magnifico had everything he could literally wish for - so his wife had been working quietly but in secret, hoping that her time in the garden would not be considered as something strange to warrant suspicions. While it was true that Melissa enjoyed gardening and beekeeping and preserved bits of her old life, she had also been laboring on her Valentine's Day gift, months in advance.

Through a series of experiments and trial and error, the queen was able to eventually breed the perfect blue rose. They were not naturally available in the wild - it took Melissa a lot of time and the nudge of the soft magic she had received from the king to make it happen, and then grow enough for a bouquet, peppered with some smaller, white blooms that were evidently added to recreate his favorite colors and to match his intricate robes.

Once the gift was ready, the brunette went indoors to clean herself - dirty under her nails was never attractive, or dragging soil around their home. Once Melissa was properly changed into one of her indoors gowns, the queen picked up the bouquet and went to Magnifico's studio, knocking before entering and finding her husband perched over something that looked dense and terribly complicated.

"I hope whatever you are reading now can be finished later. I have something special for you," the woman said with the sweetest voice possible, keen on stealing his focus - and the idea of a special gift seemed to have worked, enough for the king to raise his head and watch his wife approaching with the bouquet, giving it to him after a kiss (not as intense as one would have liked, but just to avoid crushing her creations).

"I wanted to give you the perfect roses today, my love. It took me some time, but I finally have them. These blue roses - they are all yours," Melissa's eyes moved from the gift to his face next, "This is how my parents always celebrated this day and I wished to do the same with you."

Magnifico was staring intently at a page in his book when Melissa entered. At first, the wizard didn't know she was there. It wasn't until the Queen spoke that he abruptly raised his head and turned toward her. His hand, hovering over the page, closed. With it went the misty blue light that had been absorbing the information for him.

The King fixed his hair, swept his fingers down the front of his robes, and smiled for her. His heavy cape was draped over a nearby chair. Magnifico watched her approach with a raised brow, clearly curious.

"A gift ??" he questioned before his lips were stolen away from him.

After a moment, they parted, and the Queen presented the bouquet. Magnifico took it gently, cradling it in the crook of his elbow like a babe. He stroked one of the petals on the closest blue bloom. The texture and fragrance of the unique roses confirmed what his wife said : these were real. Magnifico's smile deepened at the hum of magic he could feel in them. She may have done quite a bit to plant and nurture them, but there was no doubt in his mind that these flowers had spawned from her own gifts. They carried a part of her with them.

"Exquisite," Magnifico breathed, leaning into to press a quick kiss to the corner of Melissa's mouth. The beautiful cobalt hue of the roses matched the vibrant color of his eyes perfectly.

" — but I can not take them all to myself, mi vida." Magnifico pinched a petal between his fingers and pulled it from a rose. He murmured under his breath, closed his fist around the fragile piece, and blew on his hand. When he opened it, there was a silver bag in place of the petal. Inside of it were small seeds, all of which were as blue as the roses in his arms.

"There, Melissa." The King tucked the gift into her fingers and then pulled her against his side. His expression was unusually tender. "For you, so that you may grow beds of them. Let a blue rose be the new symbol for our home — I really was never sure of the red."

Magnifico chuckled. He smoothed circles idly into her back as he admired how her cheeks had been kissed by the sun in her gardens. That she was without her crown or any significant jewelry only made him admire her further. Melissa was a gifted Queen, but she was an even better beekeeper.

That was who he had fallen in love with.

"My studies can wait," Magnifico said, tilting his head. "Are you hungry, my love ?? I asked the cooks to prepare us something special for tonight. We can go see if they are ready for us."

[stingslikeabee]

It did not escape Melissa's attention that Magnifico seemed to very much enjoy touching his bride - but not for the sake of physical intimacy alone, instead tracing her lines and following the shapes and curves almost as if he looked at a creation of his own. That confused the queen, to an extent - there was hardly anything special about the newly-crowned consort; the one wielding magic and literally granting wishes was her husband.

But at the same time, that type of devotion made the bride feel special - to be gifted with full focus and consideration of the owner of such a dazzling and hypnotic pair of eyes was unique and easy to grow used to. Under the light of the tiny stars of Magnifico's gaze, his statement (lacking the modesty of an average citizen) did not find humor or protest in his wife, Melissa being too entranced by his explanations to contest or even a soft tease.

It was... True, to a large extent. A common girl once had travelled to Rosas with ideas of how the ruler of that kingdom that doubled as a sanctuary would look, and reality proved to be even better. The queen did think her beloved the most handsome creature in existence, and the idea of frequently joining him in bed had her face heating up again. Would it always be like that, then? The heat, the dizziness, the increased sensitivity and wetness?

"Of course," the woman agreed pleasantly when Magnifico suggested sleeping, closing the curtains around them for some privacy and making the brunette realize that she was... Quite exhausted. Lovemaking included no shortage of physical exertion and given the tension of their wedding day, the monarch did feel like finally resting and relaxing, even if her head and heart were alight with a different form of excitement. Her thighs were still sticky with the evidence of their first time, her frame tingling after Magnifico removed himself, the scenes behind closed eyelids being repeats of his handsome visage under the moonlight encouraging her to leave all uncertainty behind.

And yet, as if by magic, sleep did claim Melissa - the woman barely moved during the night, staying comfortably in mostly the same angle close to him and enjoying the agreeable weather of the kingdom that did not force them into warmer or protective clothing. It was a secondary type of blessing, in a way - to be later roused by soft sunlight that, filtered by the curtains of their royal bed, cast a golden glow over the wizard that owned the heart of his wife and his people.

It was the queen that blinked into consciousness first - that was the inaugural time she had shared a sleeping place with another in a romantic way, after all, not to mention a different mattress than the one she had been used to. It took the woman a second to retrieve the memories of the day prior, smiling softly at her husband and how at peace he looked. During the day, depending on the people around and the words murmured, Magnifico could demonstrate some wariness or the soft edges of paranoia creeping in.

But unconscious and protected within his chambers, he was unconcerned. His features were relaxed and he seemed as serene and beautiful as ever, even if there had been no shower following their coupling. That brought renewed rubor to Melissa's cheeks - but it did not stop the woman from examining her husband again while she stirred, daylight making it for an easier and more detailed grasp of just how ravishing the man was without his elaborate robes on.

Oh. Was that...?

Unless Melissa was seeing things in sleepy stupor, Magnifico seemed to be... Hard, or at least partially there. Their bodies were pressed close enough for the queen to reach and conduct a small test, surprised at the firmness and gasping lightly. How? Was it possible for him to grow ravenous while asleep? Had he dreamed of their night too or was that a normal occurrence?

Many were the questions in Melissa's mind, perhaps something the king expected himself when suggesting that they should talk more in the morning. Unaware that the brunette was holding her breathing, feminine digits wrapped around his member with intent, keen on replicating the motions of the last night and delighted to see it responded to her touch. Oh - so he enjoyed that. It was strangely empowering, too - and the second queen to Rosas briefly wondered if he preferred her hand or her lips there. Or was it too unbecoming of a royal to act in such manner?

[hisroyalmagnificence]

︑︒⚬∙︓·⠄ IN SPITE OF his request that they rest and continue talking in the morning, the King did not fall asleep right away. Today had been such a happy occasion, so full of life and joy, but he couldn't stop the needling thought that he did not deserve this. One of his hands remained with Melissa while the other touched the rings on his chest in the dark. Even after all of these years, it was still painful to remember his first wife ; Magnifico felt tears spring up along his lashes as he struggled with her ghost.

He had spent several months trying to parcel out his emotions toward Melissa. What should have been rather plain was made complicated by the memories of Amaya, who he swore he felt brush by his side sometimes. In the end, Magnifico had come to the conclusion that it was alright to love both women — and part of that came from his belief that Amaya would have adored Melissa. This enchanting beekeeper, nestled against his side, was just what Rosas ( and he ) needed. Someone safe, and warm, and able to bring genuine laughter to these halls that he stalked quietly.

Magnifico exhaled slowly and turned his head. He moved his fingers from the jewelry around his neck to Melissa's arm as his lips brushed the top of her hair. The wedding band that tied him to his new bride glimmered for a moment, and Magnifico couldn't help but smile despite the ache in his breast.

Sleep eventually came to the ruler, and it was deep. This was the sort of slumber he badly needed ; he would be the first to point to the woman laying with him as the reason for his peace. As a result, the King slept later than normal, eyes sealed stubbornly shut against the golden sunlight. He didn't feel Melissa move on the bed.

Magnifico hadn't dreamed initially — perhaps he had been too troubled. Toward the approach of morning, however, the King's mind had slowly begun to turn. Given the excitement of the evening prior, it was Melissa who danced into his thoughts before anything else could. Magnifico could see her vividly as he guided her to the grand stateroom with the singular goal of ravishing her. He wanted the servants, no — the kingdom to hear her saying his name in the throes of her pleasure. It was so clear to the King : the way she gasped and blushed as he pulled her, naked, into his lap on his throne ; the movement of her breasts when she mounted him ; the sparkle of her crown, braided into her messy locks.

That was the imagery that drove the wizard to murmur Melissa's name in his sleep. The physical sensation of her teasing his cock in the waking world only added to the richness of his vision, which kept the ruler blissfully under. Magnifico's legs shifted involuntarily, as if he was trying to get more comfortable ( or give either of his beloved beekeepers greater space ).

Melissa's persistence with his swiftly - growing erection earned the young Queen a soft, breathy moan. Magnifico instinctually reached up and grabbed his pillow. This was the best erotic dream he had ever had ; for a few minutes longer, the King remained blind to the reason why.

[picsani]

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Wordy by aavfvl

[ncutii-gatwa]

All Too Well (10 minute version) // Lover

[hisroyalmagnificence]

( @stingslikeabee )

[stingslikeabee]

As the king untangled himself to instead rest at her side, Melissa felt some sort of weight off her chest - in addition to the literal meaning, there was also the elation of finally having done it. The woman enjoyed a lingering bliss that was hard to translate or describe, even if she now realized that something was aching down there - probably to be expected given her first experience with intercourse.

Slowly, Melissa chose to mirror Magnifico's angle - staying close to him enough for touch and welcoming his explorative fingers, but with none of the earlier embarrassment or nervousness. Sighing softly and still regaining her breathing, the queen watched her husband and chuckled alongside him when he mentioned how people would address her from that moment onward - Melissa, Queen of Rosas.

A beekeeper turned monarch; a common girl sitting at the highest seat of all kingdom. And yet, it was not the power that followed which made the brunette look at Magnifico with mesmerized eyes - it was him and him alone. And particularly in that moment, within the privacy of their quarters and with both of them so deliciously undone, spent and messy, the queen found his star-studded gaze even more beautiful.

Magnifico's question, however, gave his bride some pause - more so in relation to the first part of his comment than the second, since wording how she felt was quite a challenge right then. "I suppose not - but I would not have been fulfilled otherwise. I have longed for you and not just any other husband for a very long time," Melissa sentenced, speaking the truth (as he knew) and unknowingly feeding his ego. After all, no other person had deserved her attention and affections - perhaps upon giving her wish away that could have happened, if the king himself hadn't seen fit to intervene.

"But I... Enjoyed it. When we first started, I... I don't remember being like that when I was alone," and there it was - a light blush again, coloring the monarch's cheeks as she recalled how wet she had been, how magnified every touch of his had been, how warm and feverish it all felt. Smiling again and shaking her head as if it helped restore her bolder self, the queen curled up, moving closer to him.

"I can feel it - as if there is still a ghost of you inside. But even though it hurt at some point and it felt impossible... It wasn't. And then you made it feel so..." Melissa blinked, voice dropping as if she was uttering some sort of secret or confession, "Magical. Was it magic, my love? Or is it just... Good because it's supposed to be pleasurable?" her confusion was genuine: although much was spoken about sex and intimacy, even among female friends, not everyone spoke of it highly - some were bored, while others detested certain partners. Maybe it varied from person to person - maybe Melissa was just lucky to be blessed with the most perfect companion.

[hisroyalmagnificence]

︑︒⚬∙︓·⠄ MAGNIFICO KEPT HIS hand on Melissa's cheek while he listened to her. At the new blush, he smiled, and the pad of his thumb smoothed over it. Her naivety was adorable to him — even this simple bit of heat and color on her skin made his insides turn with a deep and inexplicable greed. If it was not their first night, he would have tried to take her once more, regardless of how tired he was.

The King hummed a thoughtful note and pulled Melissa closer. He left enough room for them to see one another and speak. Magnifico moved his hand to the Queen's throat and used his fingertips to trace the curve there.

"It was not magic," Magnifico finally whispered, an air of teasing to his statement. "Magical, yes, but not because of any extraordinary power that I possess." An airy chuckle left his lips as he burrowed his head into his pillow and sighed softly.

"Making love should always be pleasurable . . . especially when you have the most handsome man in the world to do it with." The wizard's grin broadened. He could feel where strands of his silver hair was stuck to his forehead. Another unusually disheveled part of his appearance, but Melissa seemed too fond of it for him to fix it right away. "Mi corazón. You and I will do this often. It will be good every time, I swear to you — though I will say that in performing this act, we will learn more about what we want and . . . prefer. All of those things come with time."

Magnifico stifled a yawn behind his teeth and rolled over onto his back. He stretched like a lazy cat, which gave the moon and candle light in the room ample time to highlight his body. It was both firm and supple ( perfectly sculpted to the King's liking, of course ). The chain and rings around his neck glittered for a moment before they slipped into the empty space above his shoulder on the blankets.

"What is important now is that we have confirmed our marriage on this bed, thereby satisfying the traditions of my homeland and giving faith to our people." Magnifico looked over at his new wife, blue eyes sparkling in the gloom. " . . . and it was quite enjoyable, Melissa. Let's turn in for the night, love. Should any other questions come buzzing to you while we sleep, you are welcome to ask them in the morning." The wizard lifted his arm and turned it leisurely. His motion fixed the curtains around their resting place and quietly closed them.

[ihrtesmeralda]

If you want answers about the light, I suggest you look to your people.

[hits-differently]

mastermind - t.s.

[sghg181]

King Magnifico

台灣終於上映了 國王好辣

[stingslikeabee]

Melissa was so overwhelmed, so keenly taken by the weight of the emotions sitting heavily in her heart, that the queen failed to notice most of the little details that Magnifico had seen fit to take care of. From his adjustments to their angle to holding the bride in position and even the murmured encouragements - there was very little that pierced that glorious fog that enveloped the woman, incorrectly assuming that most (if not all) driving them was just instinct.

In addition to the delightful pressure against a sensitive area (both on Magnifico's way in and out), the importance of his words from earlier kept returning to the queen's thoughts. This - their lovemaking, that physical union truly made her innermost wish a reality. It had been something so fanciful and yet deeply rooted in Melissa's soul that the brunette had barely realized for how long she had yearned it - to be not queen of Rosas, but his; to be at his side not for power, but out of love.

And now, as her husband picked up the pace and showered Melissa with all forms of devotion, the queen noticed how close she was to altogether losing consciousness. The pleasure washing over limbs and the sentiment overflowing from her heart were a powerful combination that threatened to send the newly-crowned monarch over the edge, robbing her of speech and seemingly everything else.

But fortunately, that was averted - not thanks to the queen. Magnifico finished first, coming inside her and in doing so, eventually reducing the speed at which he had been going while claiming his bride. That offered Melissa just enough respite - to slowly back away from the dark abyss that had almost engulfed the queen, hands clutching and squeezing the body above hers as if she needed to make sure the king was real and that she wouldn't fall down from the imaginary precipice.

It was when his final thrusts came that Melissa reached her peak - his slower yet deliberate movements rubbed the queen's swollen center with a pace that was just enough to tip her and shatter one last (metaphorical) barrier. It was almost poetic in the way that she followed her beloved, coming as he pressed kisses against her throat and made all these beautiful, genuine declarations of love in the afterglow of his orgasm. Magnifico's lingering pleasure was the trigger for her own, a sensation so unique that the brunette would only realize what it meant later.

After all, it had been different when she explored herself alone - this time, it had been both too fast and eternal. The contradictions between her mind and body were numerous, but they reunited under a common banner within a few moments: she was sure that she needed air. Magnifico had taken her breath away quite literally, guided his queen through the uncharted lands of marital bliss and brought her back safely.

With each passing moment of silence, Melissa's own heartbeat seemed to grow quieter - and without the strange notion that her chest would burst open given how strongly she had burned for the man, the queen embraced Magnifico with whispers of her own - disjointed words at first that went nowhere, but eventually forming a coherent sentence.

"Me too, Nicolás..." it was only then that her embrace softened, even if it did not come loose. Magnifico remained at the center of her limbs, and would likely be until he moved, as sweaty, tired and messy as both of them were. Cleaning up was not a concern - Melissa was too fascinated by this magical realization of sharing one's heart in such a profoundly intimate way. "More than anything... More than I thought I was able to."

Smiling tiredly but with the undisguised joy of fulfillment, the queen pressed a kiss to his head, landing it over the silver hair and close to his ear. Married, at long last - under the kingdom's law and the secular tradition pertaining to the act in itself, too.

[hisroyalmagnificence]

︑︒⚬∙︓·⠄ MAGNIFICO CONTINUED TO thrust into his new Queen as she seemed to reach a euphoric ending of her own. Through the haze of his own lingering pleasure, the royal smiled. The curve of his lips was reflected against her throat. He held her gently, allowing her all of the time and space she needed to finish. A sense of pride welled up in him : surely, this was not her first orgasm, but ( by her confession ) this was first with a partner. That he had brought her to the threshold of it, especially as newlyweds, pleased Magnifico in a very primal way that he couldn't quite put into words.

Once the wizard was satisfied that Melissa was spent, he carefully withdrew his limp cock from her hole. He rolled his shoulders to ease some of the tension that had formed from holding his torso up. The King's grin deepened at her whispered words. Magnifico tilted his head to accept her sweet kiss.

After a moment, he untangled himself from her limbs and moved to lay down beside her. The wizard was quick to turn on his side to face her, one arm bent beneath a pillow. He used his free hand stroke her breasts and stomach leisurely.

Magnifico could feel how sticky his body was — the residue from his sweat mixed with the mess at the base of his figure was not pleasant — but he chose to ignore it. The King was happy, as he had not been in a long time, and he wished to bask in the safety and peace that radiated out from their bed. When they next made love, he would be more adamant about cleaning up following the act. Tonight, however . . . Magnifico simply wanted to exist there. With her.

"I now crown you Melissa, Queen of Rosas," he inevitably declared, voice soft. Magnifico chuckled airily and pulled her closer. "It has a nice ring to it, mi vida. That is what they will say, starting in the morning."

The King trailed his fingers up her chest and caressed her face, enchanting eyes shimmering in the candlelight. He was obviously tired, but there was a question lingering on his tongue that he had to ask before he considered falling asleep. Magnifico cupped his bride's cheek. In his mind, he imagined that blush blooming there again, and the pad of a thumb idly traced over where it once was.

"Tell me, Melissa, what did you think of it ??" he inquired. Magnifico cleared his throat and sighed contentedly. "I have stolen away your maidenhood while granting your heart's desire — there are not many husbands who can claim that feat."

[sosuperawesome]

Sun and Moon Rings // Yujt Studio on Etsy

[euphorictruths]

Cosmic Tranquility, Passion- Haley Greco

[stingslikeabee]

The voiced confirmation did wonders to the queen's nerves - less due to any physical discomfort and more so because it was done; their marriage was unbreakable now, wasn't it? Magnifico was hers, united through all that was holy under the law of Rosas, and she was officially his wife. The dream had come true - the wish had been granted.

Melissa would be at his side for the greater good of the people - as well as his heart.

Nevertheless, the brunette did not yet trust her voice - so Melissa simply nodded, the pressure over the body of her beloved easing a bit as the man moved away, only to increase again when he pushed back inside. The woman groaned, head moving over the pillows with probably the same ease that her husband's member did within - free of barriers and with the mixture of their own desire (as well as blood), Magnifico did get to build a pace that was... Novel, but not painful.

Instinctively, hands trailed from forearms to neck, as if the increased pace required something better for Melissa to hold onto. But other than that, it was clear that the queen had much more trouble than the king to focus on their environment - the fact that her husband turned to Spanish barely registered; the woman was far too sensitive, dazed and overwhelmed by everything, getting used to the pressure, the dynamic, the sounds, the feeling of having him and then...

Then it happened; between Magnifico removing himself and then going back in, he angled himself differently and something electrified Melissa. The woman gasped, eyes darted open and her digits further pressured him around the neck. At that moment - it surprised the woman at how incredible she had felt; how intense that brief second was and the unnatural, hypnotic glow of his eyes. At long last, it seemed to have dawned on Melissa that the king produced light of his own while making love to her.

And maybe it was something on her face, or perhaps the way her own figure seemed to move of its own accord - but another jolt of pleasure ran through her again, from head to toe, and she moaned in his embrace. Legs folding and feet seeking to find some sort of additional leverage, Melissa unknowingly invited the man to go deeper, their small twists and adaptations leading the wizard to brush over a swollen and stimulated clit - not that queen had the perfect idea of what was causing it, only that it was a marvelous sensation and that it made everything worth it.

The effort had the pair growing shorter of breath, Melissa's face entering into an almost permanent flushed state; and yet, nothing prepared the bride for how human, vulnerable and perfect her Nicolás looked. With moonlight-kissed hair coming undone, free of elaborate clothing and losing composure, it was at that point that the queen loved him even more and beyond anything his crown ever represented.

[hisroyalmagnificence]

︑︒⚬∙︓·⠄ THE KING NOTICED when it was different for Melissa. Her hold on him changed, grew more intense, and those wondrous sounds dripping past her lips deepened. Magnifico couldn't solve what was different at first — but then, somewhere in his hazy thoughts, he realized that he had scooched his torso forward and shifted the angle of his hips.

Her clit, the wizard realized, half - smiling in the midst of his pleasurable work. He would have to finger her longer the next time that they made love, if only to play with it and see how she responded. For now, Magnifico resolved to keep himself where he was positioned. The expressions she wore were just too good to risk losing if he changed anything.

Encouraged by the way Melissa moved beneath him and the ease in which his cock slid into her, the King began to press deeper. He could sense her invitation to do so in her subtle adjustments. Magnifico moaned lowly, almost unaware that he had also picked up the pace. His bride's obvious enjoyment of the entire affair made the wizard desperate for more — and, somewhere in the back of his mind, he trusted Melissa to tell him if it was too much.

The King carried on for several minutes. Melissa's name became tangled with a myriad of Spanish compliments, most centered around the beauty of the new Queen. Her skin glowed softly in the low light from the candles ; Magnifico swept over as much of it as he could with his eyes in between their gasps and guttural vocalizations. Every little sound, though, drew him back to her face. Magnifico leaned in to capture Melissa's lips with his own ( a foolish endeavor given how quickly they were forced apart to draw breath but a well - intended one ).

Finally, after what seemed like hours of blissfully working toward the top of the mountain, Magnifico reached the peak. The wizard shuddered at the sensation of his groin tightening in the moments before his inevitable release. Blindly, he pushed himself forward, as far as he was able, and let it all go. It never occurred to him to finish outside. After all, this was meant to be the solidification of their union.

Magnifico's handsome features contorted with real, raw happiness, the sort reserved solely for a lover's eyes. His hair had long since fallen down. Strands stuck to his forehead, trapped there by the sheen of sweat on Magnifico's skin. The wizard, who despised looking unkempt with every fiber of being, appeared positively filthy as he became completely undone atop his Queen. Once his orgasm had begun to subside, Magnifico started to thrust again. Loosely, aimlessly, but there was something about the sensation of it as he came down that felt good.

In the midst of his glorious fall over the edge, Magnifico kissed the side of Melissa's throat. "Te amo," he whispered hoarsely, the repeated phrase scratched into her flesh with the texture of his facial hair. Magnifico's fingertips curled into her thigh.

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