Ser Duncan the tall x Fem!reader
Mild nsfw! (Mentions of nakedness and arousal ig)
Summary: When swimming in your secret hot spring, a weary duncan encounters you. The poor knight just doesn't know what to do with himself.
The warmth of the hot spring brought a rising steam into the cold air. It was here where you would get away from your family's castle, away from the smothering life of royalty. The secluded forest provided protection from others when you needed to be alone.
You swam across the pool that was held in large, smooth black rocks that paved the edges, green moss and lichen looked as if it was the mortar holding it all together. Your mind was clear as your continuous laps carried on. The rustling of the wind in the trees, the whistles of birds and the soft yet cold atmosphere of the forest eradicated all thoughts that usually dampened your mood. You hummed to yourself, diving under and gliding across the bottom, touching the soft weeds and algae with just the tips of your fingers.
After rising back up, you stood, the water was up to your ribs. You leaned back, wetting your long hair in the water. From the noise of the water droplets as you dipped your hair and the other soft sounds that has lulled you, a new sound, the crunching of leaves and twigs, caused you to turn around swiftly. It was a man. A tall man. Who's face had turned red in an instant, blue eyes widened. His appearance didn't scare you like other men you had to deal with. You couldn't even say anything as you stared at him. You couldn't stop staring. His awkward manner didn't threaten you. The way he froze and almost let out a noise as he gawked for a second before covering his eyes and turning around to face the trees.
"Oh my god, sorry... I'm sorry. I only mean to travel through this forest." he pleaded. You smiled as you tried to process what was was happening. After his repetitive apologies, you didn't at all mind his eyes upon you. You wouldn't mind seeing him in such a manner. "And where exactly are you travelling to? Is it the castle north of this forest?" You brushed away the awkwardness as you stared at him still, how broad his shoulders were, one hand in his hair, one resting on his belt. "Oh, um yes. I am to tend to the horses for a bit before the tourney being held on the grounds."
"In the tourney? So you're a Knight, ser?" You laughed a little as you spoke, your cheeks now a shade of pink.
"A knight...er yes. Well yes. And you? What are you doing out here if you don't mind my asking." His voice was still jittery as he continued to stay turned around. "Well, I live in the castle north of here. And this is my secret spot. Nobody comes here."
"Nobody?" he turned just slightly as he asked.
"This is my father's land and all borders should be guarded at all times but I can see you here with me so that must not be the case."
"Hm...you don't mind my being here? I just mean to rest for a bit. Forgive me."
You felt a chill in your body from him just being near you. "Nevermind that. Turn around." You almost order.
"Are you sure? Are you decent now?"
"Well... suppose I'm not. Would you look away still? Am I not to your liking?" You moved slightly closer, to the edge of the pool.
He turned, his eyes trying his hardest to not look at the curves of your breasts. You didn't know he had never experienced anything like this. He'd never gotten a chance with any woman yet now you had magically appeared like a nymph. The wry smile that brought out his own. " I mean not to offend. I think you are to my liking." He laughed nervously, still with his fingers intertwined with his short locks. You leaned over slightly, still looking at him. He instinctively came closer. "I hope I can trust you. What is your name, knight?"
"Ser Duncan the tall, my lady. I will never be a threat to you." His eyes softened, maintaining contact with your own.
You signal him over. He treads clumsily, his eyes wide. He put his hand out to meet yours. You clasp his hand and feel the size enveloping your hand. He had a gentle strength, rough yet with a softness. Duncan leaned down to kiss your hand, making you bite down on your finger to hide your excitement. He clasped on for a bit longer, feeling also the warmth and dampness of the hot steam and water.
"Your hands are very soft." He blurted like he had been trying to come up with something to say to surpress his excitement at the sight of you. The heat all over him. He had never felt this kind of heat. He felt as though he was panting.
"Indeed I am. It's been a frustrating journey. Under the stars every night, horses to care for." He seemed to want to say more but couldn't find the words. "I'm sorry if my odour offends you, I have but just these clothes and have been over field after field." He winced as he said this, embarrassed. It was true there was an earthy musk on him, but the smell of ser Duncan himself and the fields of grass you could smell were addictive as you inhaled. "I don't suppose you'd care to join me. This is a very exclusive offer, I don't think anyone but me and my family know of this hot spring." You looked at him with a want in your eyes that rose his heartbeat and lit up new feelings within him. Duncan pointed to himself in disbelief. "Me? You want me. In there."
"Yes, is that a problem? If so, I did not mean anything by it." You said, now feeling a fear of rejection that you had never experienced. He raised his eyebrows and hummed a small laugh. "Would I mind? I definitely don't think so. If you would allow me to do so, of course." You smiled as you swam backwards a bit to give him room to enter the water. He was nervous as your eyes darted over to the sky when he would look back at you. Your face burned up. But when you looked you could see him pull his tunic up I over his head, exposing his torso that had ripples of muscle and a soft amount of hair that trailed down his lower stomach. His body stretched out as he pulled it off, fully exposing his pecs, you bit at the inside of your lip to ground yourself. You looked into his eyes again now, his eyes now focused on you. He kicked off his boots and untied his belt, letting the sword down with it, creating a clank against the ground. You could see the strain against his trousers, showing the slightly nerve-wracking size he had down there. He looked down, then up at you, checking that this was fine. He didn't really know what to do with himself. When he finally pulled them off, his dick bounced out, flushed red at the tip. You looked at him and just smiled. It was all you could really do at that point.
He smiled back nervously at you as he slowly got in the water, he hissed slightly as the heat enveloped him, He didn't really know what to do after that. He watched as you swam around him, your hair in waves, sprawling under the water. "Try it it feels amazing." you urged him. Without saying a word he dove under, swimming past you and over to the back of the pool. He slicked his wet hair back and took a seat on the platform of rocks, beneath him and under the water. He sighed as he leaned back, letting the warmth soothe his aching muscles as he washed himself. You wondered if he could feel your stare. It was like your eyes were magnetised to him. His chest rising as he inhaled, his muscles that flexed as he raised his big arms. You just stared, entranced.
You tried to play it cool and get back to swimming. Moving your body up out of the water as you glided across the pool. He could see the contrast of colour from your nipples, the curves of your ass and your hair that caressed your body and flowed through the water. You were resting on the other side of the hot spring, both your eyes constantly meeting. He'd laugh nervously or ask you a random question, realising how he must sound as he mumbled. You could see the lack of socialisation, his hesitant way he would look back at you, listening intently but nervous about your presence. The build up of the energy that seemed to flow between the two of you caused you both to slowly move closer. There was just a small amount of space between the two of you. The feeling you had that caused a throbbing between your thighs, the feeling that made you dizzy. It made you feel like a caged animal, apprehensive yet captivated by him. Without any words your lips just met. No need for mentioning it when the undeniable feeling between you two had sucked you into only the most animalistic emotions. He had obviously been in the orchard, the sweet taste of the apples you often picked met with your tongue. It was then that you felt the vulnerability in him. You wanted to know why he felt this way. If you could help. You looked up at him. "I want to know you, knight." These words meant more to him than you could ever know.
