December 15, 777, Nozark - Capital.
The food started to arrive and everyone pulled their chairs in, closer to the table, she wasn't sure why they all hadn't before but put it down to weird habits and traditions. She had come to accept the weird things happening to her, and while she usually valued control over her life, for the first time in years she didn't need to worry about being fed or clean. She felt like she could go with the flow until she found out everything she needed to.
She knew that no one could eat until all of the food arrived so she relaxed in her seat as she waited. The hand around her thigh that she hadn't noticed properly squeezed her, making her look down at it and the back up as if nothing happened. He found himself hiding a grin at her reaction, and as the table cloth covered everything he needed it to, he started to move his hand so that her legs were splayed open. She glared at him through the side of her eyes and hissed at him through her smile, "what are you doing?" He simply continued conversation as per usual as his hands pushed under the cut up layers of fabric of her dress. There were technically eight layers but the dress had multiple slits which allowed his hand to reach her underwear very quickly.
Her hand went under, trying to pull his away until he pressed down on her every so slightly, she was already drenched from their hallway activities so she felt herself clawing his arm whilst pushing her embarrassment to the side. She was talking to the Emperor and held a glass of water, taking a sip from it to cool herself down as he rubbed her. Then she felt him move her underwear aside and a finger entered her body, luckily more food arrived at the same time, diverting everyone's attention, as she shuddered under his touch. He started to swirl his fingers around and felt himself loving her little shudders and attempts to hide her blush. She was succeeding as most people were ignoring them, too caught up in their own conversations, the Queen, King and Emperor discussing politics whilst the siblings caught up on gossip, their dirty secret was hidden away.
He soon found her g-spot and pushed against it as his second finger easily entered her. He slowly pushed against it as she whispered at him to stop. He found her reactions adorable and tortured her slowly until they could all finally start eating. He had to pull his fingers out from inside her and stared at her glazed eyes and pouty lips, large and luscious, as he wiped her wetness from his fingers and ate. This is going to be fun, he thought as he glanced at her from the side, her rosy cheeks on her tan skin making him feel like he had achieved something. He knew that her skin wasn't darkened by the sun, but her mother was simply tan too, she had inherited the late Lady's beauty too. He had seen a portrait of her mother, and as beautiful as she was, her daughter's innocent demeanour and wit made her so much more attractive.
And now, that beautiful daughter might be his own lover, he knew that he could never have her completely. There was an air of freedom to her, which is why he had let her run, she made him feel alive and he felt like putting her in the palace was like putting a wild animal in a cage. She wouldn't be happy in this luxurious prison, he knew he wasn't.
Once dinner was done, the Emperor announced that he was to return to his chambers and that everyone else should as well. He wondered if he should follow the girl to her chambers but decided to escort her there, which made sense to everyone. Princess Leah didn't love the idea but couldn't stop it from happening. He held her hand, her long fingers seemed small in her palm but he couldn't stop imagining them clawing at his back, it made him hard just thinking of her moaning so he decided to think of salt instead, it helped calm down the beast inside him.
She looked at the handsome man next to her, his blonde hair gleaming in the moonlight, his green eyes glowing like a cat's. She wondered why he chose her, if he felt the same electric connection she did, but knew that such questions were better left unanswered. She might get addicted to him if she knew the full extent of his obsession. They arrived at her Palace, the House of Diamonds, and he walked with her, in silence, down the hallway. Both of them, stealing glances at one another, unsure of whether to talk but feeling comfortable in each other's presence. The hallway was empty, just large windows lining it that no one could see inside from. He couldn't let her go, not without tasting her again, not without feeling her lips on his or touching her hair. She couldn't either and she turned to him, five metres from the doorway, stopping them in their tracks. "Lucius" was all she had to whisper as he pinned her to a wall and kissed her with every breath inside him. His hands through the slits in her dress as her legs cuddled him and her hands grabbed his hair and shirt, she gasped as he grabbed her butt and squeezed it.
She wanted him to feel the same as she bit his lip so her hand travelled between her own legs and into his pants, she stroked him from outside his underwear and he moaned as she felt his hard-on. "Do you want me to touch you there?" She whispered and he groaned in agreement as she kept rubbing him where he wanted her to. It was just two fingers, teasing him before he pulled them off, lifted the slits separating their underwear as she pulled his pants down, and rubbed against the wet fabric of her pussy. She found herself pulling his underwear down and gasping when she saw his length. He grinned proudly at her reaction but chose to stay silent as he rubbed against her until they both climaxed and pooled to the ground, panting with ecstasy.
"Good night, Lucius." She whispered as she pecked his lips and ran into her room, glancing back at him before closing the door, a giggle escaping her beautiful lips. He felt starstruck.