finally, on a rainy evening, after some impressive acting on her part to His and Her Majesties the King and Queen and a plea for a day off from the captain of the guard on my part, we've found ourselves with an entire evening to spend together. needless to say, we've taken advantage of our time.
"come now, princess," i murmur, a sly, amused smile pulling at my mouth. the warmth of her on my lap is addictive; her chest to my back, my lips ghosting along the smooth, pretty column of her neck. "just relax. you're spoiled, you know. usually we're so rushed, and now that we can afford to take our time, you're desperate for it."
"please," she whimpers, squirming as i gather up her skirts in one hand. i keep the other firmly on her waist, holding her to me. the silk of her dress is warm, and i take my time drawing it up. i let my fingers ghost ever so lightly over her cunt. she gasps at the feeling of the leather of my glove against her.
"please what, princess?" i ask, tracing a soft line through her gathering wetness. she mewls, her hips stuttering. i kiss her neck placatingly. sweet girl, always so embarrassed to ask for what she wants. "i know you have better manners than that, your highness."
she shifts in my lap, turning her head to hide it against my chest, her breath hitching. "i just— i just..."
"just what, hm?" i take pity on her, my darling girl, and circle her clit with my gloved fingers. "just want to cum?"
she nods; i laugh quietly. "i bet you do, dove. just relax, hm? you're fine. i'll take care of you. don't you trust me?"
"yes, but i—oh, i—" she stutters, her thighs clamping shut as i finally slip my fingers into her, pumping gently. i can feel the heat of her cunt through my gloves, and i swallow back my own moan. my own cunt pulses with want, but i'm determined to make this about her, my sweet, desperate love. she's been so tense, lately.
i coax her legs apart again, hooking her knees over my thighs to keep them open. i let my other hand drift up to play with her breasts through the soft fabric of her bodice, a thrill of satisfaction rushing through me as her breath hitches and her hips cant up into my touch. the thunderstorm outside is a blessed coincidence, drowning out the sounds of her whimpering.
"there you go," i say, voice low and warm. "that's more like what you wanted, isn't it? there you go..."
it never takes much for her to cum; she's always been so sensitive. i turn my head to kiss her as she falls apart, groaning at the feeling of her cunt squeezing around my fingers. one of her graceful, shaking hands settles over mine between her legs as though to stop me, but i keep moving my fingers softly inside her, stroking her silky walls as she shivers.
"we have so much time, princess," i murmur against her sweet mouth. i pull back, reattaching my lips to her neck. "surely you don't think we're done so soon?"
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