DEALERS CHOICE: 69 BECAUSE THATS WHO I AM💖
dear lord in heaven... WELL here we go.
some context, @finn-ray-nal-beads and i were drunk and watching idk like Disenchantment or something and then we thought about Merlin the wizard from Sword in the Stone and this happened.
So i guess we’re a princess or some shit.
‘i’m a what’
‘you’re a wizard you dumbass cunt, bend over for my magic wand’
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The woods were dark and foggy, the hem of your dress caked with mud as you ran through the trees. The howling of wolves echoed over the brush, sending a cold chill up your spine. You had no idea where you were, only that you were hopelessly lost... cold an afraid.
Soon to be some wolfs dinner.
“Ah!” you cried out, tripping over a thick branch, twisting your ankle as you fell. Your eyes squeezing shut as you held back a loud sob, rocking back and forth as you held it. “I’m going to die out here...”
“Do you want to?”
Your eyes shot open, scooting away from the deep voice from above you, a dark shadow standing to your right. “No,” you whimpered, trying to pull away from the stranger. A large boot stepped between your legs, pushing your ankle closer to it’s body. Crouching down to look at the injury, a gloved hand covered the swelling. You hissed at the contact, tugging away but the grip tightened.
“You’re a long way from home Princess.”
“How-how did you know I was a Princess...”
He leaned into you, “I know everything.”
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“You live out here,” you mumbled, sitting at the strange mans table. Your left ankle propped up so he could bandage it, using some herbal rub for it to soothe the pain. Mumbling something foreign under his breath while he did it, “I do.”
You hummed, looking around the small home. Dozens of jars, books, crates, and cloths were scattered everywhere. A large door in the back that was padlocked from any intruders, it was quite homey, unlike the man himself who was terrifying. Large and brutal looking, scars painting his skin through his dark clothing. Damp, black hair falling on his angular face as he focused on his work.
“Are you alone out here?”
“Yes.”
“Oh,” you looked around again, “I’m sorry.”
“I don’t like visitors,” he eyed you, “Usually.”
You gave him a soft smile, watching as his ungloved hand rubbed the soreness away. Skimming up your calf and back down over and over, “What is a Princess doing out here, these woods aren’t for someone as soft as you.”
You blushed, letting out a sigh as both hands massaged your skin, “I was just exploring... got lost.”
“A curious Princess? Very dangerous. You don’t know what kinds of predators are out here.”
His hands stopped, dark eyes devouring you. You felt something touching you, not a hand, but something softly moving all around you. Caressing the back of your neck, rubbing soft circles behind your ears. Your eyes fluttered shut, another soft sigh leaving you as you leaned into the touch. A hum left his throat, hands kneading further up your leg, pushing your dirtied skirt out of the way.
“Tell me,” he whispered, “Have you been touched by a man before?”
You shook your head, another moan leaving you when the invisible hands travelled towards your chest. Pulling at the tight fabric around your breasts, worming under the corset that bound your ribs together. “Would you like to be”
“Please,” you replied breathlessly.
He smirked at you, bringing his hands to the apex of your thighs, sliding them under your under garments. Mumbled to himself, “I’ve never had a Princess before, a ‘proper’ woman...” he tugged them down your smooth legs, “Only flimsy witches in my bed.”
You melted when his bare hand caressed your center, stroking between your folds deliciously. No one had touched you there before... only yourself in the middle of the night. When the ache became too much to bare, but now his strong hands were exploring you. The ties of your dress pulled apart as he tore the ruined dress off, growling at the soft glow of your skin under the fire. You felt yourself be lifted un his arms, pulled into his broad chest, feet skimming the floor as he approached the dark doorway.
Locks flipping with the twist of his wrist, pulling you into the dark.
“I’ll make sure you never forget me little one.”
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