I’m thinking about a Princess and a Knight
It’s simple really the Princess, the youngest daughter of a King. The knight strong and slightly cocky. Their meetings simple at first but growing in frequency and length.
Hurried hidden chats around the castle garden and conversations that border on inappropriate within the halls just outside the princesses chambers. A chat becoming a small kiss, growing into a make out session. The conversations move to being slightly less verbal and more of body language.
The Knight pulling the Princess into the stables late one night and up into the hayloft. Slipping the Princess up ontop of a haybale. Just starting to touch and tease, making the Princess ask for more. The knight being all too willing to do so as it makes more of those wonderful noises fall from her lips.
The knight slipping the dress up and sliding a finger or two into the Princess. Curling them inside of her and kissing her neck. The knight moving their mouth to the princesses in order to help muffle the sounds she’s making. Helping the Princess get closest and closer to the edge. One hand pulling them flush, chest to chest, and the other sliding in and out of the Princess’ pussy.
Then after all is said and done helping the Princess slip back into her room without being seen.
After all she is the Kings Innocent Little Girl.
