Media - EPIC The Musical Saga
Character - Prince Telemachus Of Ithaca
Couple - Telemachus X Reader
Reader - Y/n (Palace Handmaiden)
Rating - 18+
Word Count - 1575
(Telemachus' Art by GIGI)
Telemachus walked through the vibrant palace gardens, he yearned for a moment of solitude amid the chaos that consumed his home. The air was full of the scent of blooming roses and jasmine, while the sun cast dappled shadows through the leaves of the ancient trees. He had left Argos, his loyal hound, to guard his mother’s chambers like a devoted sentinel. And he made sure the corridors were secured by the guards he trusted most. Though he was constantly uneasy when out of sight of the suitors he knew he had to take a moment even briefly just to clear his foggy mind.
As he strolled along the stone path, each step leading him farther from the tension of the palace, his restless mind began to find solace in a soft, lilting song carried on the breeze. The melody seemed almost ethereal, it weaved through the air like a delicate rope, to drag Telemachus in.
Without realizing it, a contented hum escaped his lips, and brought momentary silence to the storm of thoughts racing through his head. It felt as though the song, imbued with a kind of magic, had a soothing effect, if only for a fleeting moment.
Guided by this unseen force, Telemachus moved forward. The gentle song beckoned him onward.
Finally, he emerged into a small clearing, where the enchanting singer awaited him.
It was one of the garden falls, water tumbled from a statue that turned a vase down into a waiting pond surrounded by rocks, often the water from these falls was often used to water the gardens, and used by many servants to bathe if the palace baths were too crowded.
There he found the maiden, Y/n. She was one of his mother’s handmaidens, he’d often seen her helping to do his mother’s hair and other such things, He had often tried to strike up a conversation with her… but had always found himself unable to find anything to say to her beyond.
‘It uhh is a uhh… warm… warm day we’re having…’
But she stood barefoot on the rocks, leaning into the water to wash her hair. Her long hair was dark and heavy from all the water as she ran her hands through it singing softly to herself. Her figure was shrouded in the soft glow of sunlight filtering through the leaves.
Telemachus however didn’t want to be spotted and called out for potentially watching her. So he darted behind the plants hiding himself there for a moment. It was likely not the best idea… but it was the first one to arrive in his mind at the time.
Her song still made him feel warm and cosy, unable to make himself stop listening as she sang. He tried to catch another glance at her but as he poked his head out enough to see, his eyes widened and his jaw dropped.
Y/n tugged at the tie of her dress, she loosened it and tossed it off her shoulders, and the fabric settled on the grass. Her skin was exposed to the sun, water from her hair ran down her body, her breasts bounced slightly as the dress fell away, her thighs slightly open with her pussy on display.
Telemachus immediately gulped at the sight of her, unable to rip his eyes away. His heart began to race. His body grew tense. And his cock grew hard and perky making a tent of his robes below his waist.
She continued to sing, as she began to wash under the water. Her hands scrubbed across her body, cleaning away the sweat from the day.
His hands pulled hard on the hem of his robes desperately trying to resist his urge to touch himself as he watched her. A small whine escaping his lips,
As she washed, her body seemed to glitter in the water, her nipples hardened, and her pussy softly glistened.
Telemachus couldn’t resist any longer, and flicked up the cloth that concealed him. His hard cock stood up to attention, he wrapped his hand around himself and began to stroke barely even blinking not wanting to miss a single second of her. He tried desperately not to whine, or at least not to make any noise too loud to bring attention to himself. But as he got closer he found it impossible to stay quiet as he felt his orgasm aproch… “Ughh-” He whined,
Y/n gasped her head snapping fast in his direction making eye contact, her face red, her hands coming to conceal herself as best she could.
He considered just turning and bolting, she hadn’t seen him, she didn’t know it was him. But he feared just the sight she did see was enough for him to be discovered later. He forced his robe down trying to hide his still throbbing cock as he stepped into view. “I-I Forgive me… Y/n.” he pleaded,
“P-Prince Telemachus!” she gasped, “I- I’m sorry I-”
“Why are you apologizing?” He asked, “I- it was I who…” he trailed off as he came closer,
“What are you doing here, my prince?”
“I… I… I have no right to be here Y/n, I cannot justify what I’ve done. But you… you’re so beautiful, and I, I couldn’t help myself. I know it’s wrong but… could you forgive me?”
“You… You think I’m beautiful?” she blushed,
“Beyond the gods.” He nodded, “Y/n when I look at you, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, I know I shouldn’t have watched you, but I can’t hold back my feelings. In my mind… in my dreams I spend every night holding you in my arms and kissing your soft lips.” he explained, “Y/n I desire you beyond measure.”
She blushed hard and softly giggled, her hands moving behind her back allowing him to look, “I- I could never have imagined you’d have desired me.”
“Do… do you think, there is ever a chance you too might…” he trailed off again stepping closer,
Y/n giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders, her head tilting to the side invitingly, She happily rubbed her nose against his.
“O-Y/n…” Telemachus gasped as he all but fell into her, his arm wrapped around her waist his hand on her right hip, his other hand on the back of her head twisting his fingers into her wet hair. Bringing his lips to her own.
She happily kissed back tightening her hands around his neck and twisting her fingers into his hair as their kisses deepened.
He felt his cock throbbing between them growing more and more desperate with every kiss, but he knew he couldn’t hold back a single second. He pushed her down against the rocks,
Y/n’s back against the rocks, her hair falling into the water, with Telemachus settled between her thighs his clothes flicked up once more, the head of his cock pressing softly against her stomach as they pulled back from their kisses and took a gasp.
“Y/n… Please… Tell me you want this too?” He asked pressing small kisses to her neck,
“Yes, My Prince.” She cooed as she shifted her hips up moving her hand down to guide his cock down from her stomach to brush against her pussy lips,
He groaned and without hesitation thrust deep filling her in one stroke, “Ughhh! Y/n!” He moaned at the soft warmth of her pussy,
She threw her head back as she clenched around him, “Ahhh! Telemachus!” she moaned her hands settling on his stomach as his thrusts began.
“Ahhh… fuc-” He cursed getting faster and faster as he was close to the edge from his earlier touching, “Forgive me…I … I can’t Last-” he tried to speak but it was too late as the rush flooded through his body like a wave, curling his toes and making his eyes roll back. “Ughhhhhghhrrr…” he moaned animalistic, as his seed filled her.
Y/n gasped looking up at him, her body trembling from the sensation that now dripped out of her,
“Forgive me Y/n…” He gasped,
“There is no need to apologize,” she smiled up at him,
“I can hardly leave you like this,” he whispered against her neck, “My sweet girl,” He cooed his hand sliding down her body feeling her tremble below him, her body clenching and pulsing around his softened cock. He pulled out slowly and let his hand replace himself his fingers diving inside her, and his thumb gently brushing her clit,
She moaned pulling him down into a kiss, desperately squirming against him.
Telemachus sped his hand up, gliding in the moisture of her arousal that coated his fingers. Her moans fueled his every movement, Getting faster and faster.
Y/n broke their kiss and screamed as she threw her head back against the rocks, as she squirted down his hand and her body shook as she clenched around his fingers.
He moved his hand to slow and finally pulled away as he smiled smugly down at her.
“Th-Thank you, My prince.” she gasped,
“You have no need to thank me, Y/n.” He told her rubbing his nose on hers, “I have never felt so much pleasure before.”
“Me either.” she nodded,
“Humm… Would you… want to do so again?
“Very much Telemachus.” she nodded, “So long as you wish to…”
“Ohh. I wish too. Very very much.” he smirked,
“Perhaps tonight? Your chambers?” She suggested,
“Umm tonight, and every night to come, my sweet Y/n,” he whispered leaning down to kiss her once more.
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As Do I P2 - 17
As Do I P3 - 15
As Do I P4 - 12
As Do I P5 - 17
As Do I P6 - 15
As Do I P7 - 15
As Do I P8 - 15
Forgive Me - 18+
Golden Laurels - 12
Little Nymph - 17+
Little Nymph P2 - 15
Scream - 18+
That Look - 12
By Apollo's Light - 18
heroic - 12
The Shield Of A Warrior Of The Mind - 15
