Requested one shots
Wretched and Divine
Misty sat on the window sill, nervously fidgeting, as she looked around her new room. She had been gifted to Prince 'Prophet' as part of a peace treaty with the northern nation she once called home. She was to be his concubine until the young prince was ready to take a bride, at which point Misty would become a chamber maid to the prince and his lady.
She looked down at what she had been dressed in and tried not to think about how she was about to give her virginity to a man she did not love. Instead she tried to focus on how pretty the dress was as well as trying to ignore the feeling of betrayal at her father's willingness to agree to giving up his daughter in the name of peace.
She was pulled from her thoughts by the sound of the door opening. Misty stood, keeping her eyes on the floor as whoever had entered the room approached her. Soon a pair of cloth covered legs entered her field of vision, she could tell that the legs belonged to a man who was quite tall, and more than likely quite strong.
"You must be Misty," a deep voice said, surprising her. Misty had never heard the prince speak before, but at the treaty meetings she had felt his eyes on her a few times.
"Yes, your highness," Misty replied, keeping her eyes low.
"Please, call me Andy. We will know each other, intimately, come morning," the prince said, as he gently pulled the shawl off Misty's shoulders. "Come with me," he said as he tossed the shawl onto the nearby chair before entwining their fingers to pull her along.
"These doors lead directly to my chambers," he said, opening a door hidden behind a tapestry in the room. "I would prefer you stay with me at night."
Slowly he began to untie her the back of her dress, before tugging it down to pool at her feet. Misty bit her lip and felt her cheeks heat as she began to blush. "I'm glad I picked you over the other options," he murmured before he began trailing hot, open mouth kisses along the length of her neck.
Soon, Misty found herself tossed onto a large bed, a very naked prince hovering over her. "Prince Andy," she began, gasping as she felt something slide into her womanly area, "wh-what are you doing?"
"I need to prepare you," he answered as he began to move his fingers in and out, twisting and spreading them, coaxing her walls to loosen enough for this to be at least a little less painful. "Are you ready?"
"I, I think so," she stuttered, feeling her walls twitch as they tried to clamp down on the retreating fingers. She dug her nails into his back when he thrust into her, her back arching and a slight scream falling from her lips. The feeling of fullness was almost too much to bear, she wasn't sure she could take anymore and yet he was still pushing into her.
After several rounds of intense sex, the prince pulled the covers over them and held Misty in his arms as they slept.
She looked down at what she had been dressed in and tried not to think about how she was about to give her virginity to a man she did not love. Instead she tried to focus on how pretty the dress was as well as trying to ignore the feeling of betrayal at her father's willingness to agree to giving up his daughter in the name of peace.
She was pulled from her thoughts by the sound of the door opening. Misty stood, keeping her eyes on the floor as whoever had entered the room approached her. Soon a pair of cloth covered legs entered her field of vision, she could tell that the legs belonged to a man who was quite tall, and more than likely quite strong.
"You must be Misty," a deep voice said, surprising her. Misty had never heard the prince speak before, but at the treaty meetings she had felt his eyes on her a few times.
"Yes, your highness," Misty replied, keeping her eyes low.
"Please, call me Andy. We will know each other, intimately, come morning," the prince said, as he gently pulled the shawl off Misty's shoulders. "Come with me," he said as he tossed the shawl onto the nearby chair before entwining their fingers to pull her along.
"These doors lead directly to my chambers," he said, opening a door hidden behind a tapestry in the room. "I would prefer you stay with me at night."
Slowly he began to untie her the back of her dress, before tugging it down to pool at her feet. Misty bit her lip and felt her cheeks heat as she began to blush. "I'm glad I picked you over the other options," he murmured before he began trailing hot, open mouth kisses along the length of her neck.
Soon, Misty found herself tossed onto a large bed, a very naked prince hovering over her. "Prince Andy," she began, gasping as she felt something slide into her womanly area, "wh-what are you doing?"
"I need to prepare you," he answered as he began to move his fingers in and out, twisting and spreading them, coaxing her walls to loosen enough for this to be at least a little less painful. "Are you ready?"
"I, I think so," she stuttered, feeling her walls twitch as they tried to clamp down on the retreating fingers. She dug her nails into his back when he thrust into her, her back arching and a slight scream falling from her lips. The feeling of fullness was almost too much to bear, she wasn't sure she could take anymore and yet he was still pushing into her.
After several rounds of intense sex, the prince pulled the covers over them and held Misty in his arms as they slept.
Notes
beginning: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=102535808sorry it sucks, I'll probably come back and add more later but for now I just want to get it posted before I go to sleep.
•Ashley
•Smut Fantasy (vampire)
•''With blood these lyrics came''
•Madison
1/24/14