The Cursed Tyrant and His Reluctant Queen
I am ready to stop this at the first sign, or if Ignis changes his idea. Even if it means sleeping unsatisfied, Ignis is more important.
Luckily, he doesn't seem intentioned to take a break anytime soon. Even when I prick my nails on his shoulders, he just sighs and bends his head to let my lips reach every part of his neck.
«When you came looking for me this morning, all these ladies sighed at your back,» I murmur, caressing his shoulders... Oh, the muscles, how firm they are at the touch! «I wanted to pull their blonde hair till they went bald! How dare they covet my husband?»
«Veronica,» he sighs.
«What?»
«Not too much,» he whispers.
«You don't like it?»
«I like it. That's the problem.»
I move my eyes down and find his erection, hard like a rock and ready for me.
I pin his chin and force him to look at me.
«Were you looking for their admiration?» I mumble, pouting like a spoiled little girl. «That was so bad from your side.»
«I just wanted to confirm you were doing well.»
«You thought I would fail on the first day?»
«It was not my intention, Veronica. I really just wanted to see you.»
«Oh, that's a nice answer,» I chuckle. «You deserve a reward!»
I trail kisses on his neck, on his shoulder. I explore every inch of his skin, reaching the chest and playing with his nipple. He does like it, in the end. Being tied doesn't seem to worry him, so I kiss him until hearing his light moans.
My underwear dampens as I proceed to his other nipple, and my hands stroke his member with their usual motivation. I shouldn't overdo it, though. I want to make love till the end, tonight.
«Veronica, just one thing,» Ignis voices among the pants. His voice is frail as if he was so touched that he can't talk.
His face is slightly blushed, maybe from pleasure.
«Tell me,» I say, caressing his face and stopping any other action.
I shall keep my mind clear and ready to react. Even to stop.
«Last time, you got hurt. I don't want you to do that again. Please, be careful. There's a way to make it more comfortable, but you shouldn't push yourself if it hurts. Is that clear?»
He's right. I don't want to bleed and hurt.
Last time, my haste ruined the experience for both.
«Don't worry,» I say, moving his chin up to lick his neck. «I will find a way.»
I need to be slow and careful. Just like Ignis is, but this time he's tied, so it's my responsibility.
Sitting on the bed in front of him, I try recollecting what he did to make it not hurt. I suspect it's more about how he touches me before, rather than being gentle later. Because he's not as gentle till the end, but I feel fine.
I guess the beginning is the crucial moment...
What does Ignis do, usually? He touches me with his fingers. Sometimes with his mouth, but I can't do that alone. And it would be uncomfortable to find a position for that with his arms restrained.
I'll do it alone for this time.
In the end, I just got rid of it. I still keep the gown, though. I don't want to look too disgraceful, after all.
I press my fingers on my core, finding it already slippery and wet. A thrill makes me moan, and I check Ignis before doing something too weird. I can't do this in front of him like this! I should have prepared myself before coming here, maybe...
Instead of finding a judging expression, or a bored one for that matter, he's gazing back with a red face and short breathing.
Oh, damn it...
«You like what you see?» I murmur, crawling in front of him.
I block his face with the same hand I've just tucked down there.
He presses his cheek on my palm, looking at me in silence. His eyes shine in the gloomy atmosphere, uncovering his deepest thoughts.
«You do,» I breathe, wondering if this is all right. A tied King, a shameless wife... Where is this going to bring us?
I finally straddle him because it's the most comfortable position to kiss him. I keep my weight on the knees so that I can look at him from above, caressing his lips with my thumb and moving the annoying locks away from his eyes.
My left hand returns under the gown, mimicking how Ignis touches me every time. Exploring myself like this for the first time, I realise my lower parts are more complicated than I thought. Every spot has a different effect, and the way I shiver changes with every motion.
When my fingers are drenched, I press my core on Ignis's erection to make him realise what I'm feeling. He sighs, and I rub our bodies one against each other, moving my hips while my weight is on my thighs and knees.
I grip his shoulders for better stability, amazed at how he doesn't move an inch even with his arms behind his back.
It makes me swallow at the thought his muscles can keep him balanced like this. Even if I push, he doesn't move. He stays sitting because we're kissing and he doesn't want to split.
Even if he's tied, he hasn't surrendered completely. Not that he needs to, of course, but I take it as a challenge.
One day, he won't be able to resist my will. He'll do what I want and how I want, and I'll reward him every time he listens to me. Only in bed, naturally. Out of it, I'm his Queen and wife, his most trusted ally and partner.
This time, I am in no rush to finish.
I kiss him deeply, adjusting my hips and moving down slowly to accept him inside. Thanks to all that rubbing against each other, it's not that difficult to join our bodies. I'm starting to adjust to him, for there's no discomfort this time around. No trace of pain, nor that weird feeling of being filled up by a stranger object. There's just Ignis and me, and it couldn't feel more perfect.
I move my hips, still slow, and hear him moan. My body is crossed by a jolt, and I have no clue whether the cause is his reaction or the pleasure lingering where our bodies turn into one. I'd like to increase the pace and, at the same time, I need to be slow and feel every bit of this.
The first few minutes are slow, sweet, and careful. Our breaths merge into one as we start panting in between our kisses. My nails dig into his shoulders, scratching his back as I increase the pace and feel it harder than before.
Only when I'm sure everything is all right, when my body feels this won't turn into another bloody show, do I start riding as if my life depends on it.
Ignis does moan and pants together with me, kissing me back as much as I let him, for he can't caress me with his wrists tied.
We reach higher and higher among the clouds, letting our bodies feel that pleasure we almost forgot since last time. Since I am the one responsible for our safety, I can't just let loose and forget. So, I observe Ignis's blushed cheeks while he closes his eyes, and ecstasy takes over.
My self-control and worries force me to look at him from beginning to end, to see every part of his reaction. But then, at some point, even my rationality breaks, disappearing in the shadows and replaced by screams of pleasure. A long, loud moan makes Ignis chuckle, all proud for driving me into madness without doing a thing.
When it's over, it takes us a while to come back to the world.
I slip away on the mattress and look for the keys to free Ignis. They're on the bedside table, but my fingers tremble while I try unlocking the chain.
He's calm and composed while I struggle, and he drags me in his arms as soon as he's free. Somehow, I managed to unlock it.
We lie down, ready to have a good talk. Because we have to talk before sleeping, right? It was the main reason I came here, after all. But then, I was distracted and needed more time to figure out what I wanted to say... Now I don't have any more concerns and can focus.
«You were a good boy,» I murmur, still surprised at how he played along with me.
What were the issues I wanted to tell him about? Oh, I can only think about how comforting his body against mine is.
Chapter 114: Ordering A King (2)
Luckily, he doesn't seem intentioned to take a break anytime soon. Even when I prick my nails on his shoulders, he just sighs and bends his head to let my lips reach every part of his neck.
«When you came looking for me this morning, all these ladies sighed at your back,» I murmur, caressing his shoulders... Oh, the muscles, how firm they are at the touch! «I wanted to pull their blonde hair till they went bald! How dare they covet my husband?»
«Veronica,» he sighs.
«What?»
«Not too much,» he whispers.
«You don't like it?»
«I like it. That's the problem.»
I move my eyes down and find his erection, hard like a rock and ready for me.
I pin his chin and force him to look at me.
«Were you looking for their admiration?» I mumble, pouting like a spoiled little girl. «That was so bad from your side.»
«I just wanted to confirm you were doing well.»
«You thought I would fail on the first day?»
«It was not my intention, Veronica. I really just wanted to see you.»
«Oh, that's a nice answer,» I chuckle. «You deserve a reward!»
I trail kisses on his neck, on his shoulder. I explore every inch of his skin, reaching the chest and playing with his nipple. He does like it, in the end. Being tied doesn't seem to worry him, so I kiss him until hearing his light moans.
My underwear dampens as I proceed to his other nipple, and my hands stroke his member with their usual motivation. I shouldn't overdo it, though. I want to make love till the end, tonight.
«Veronica, just one thing,» Ignis voices among the pants. His voice is frail as if he was so touched that he can't talk.
His face is slightly blushed, maybe from pleasure.
«Tell me,» I say, caressing his face and stopping any other action.
«Last time, you got hurt. I don't want you to do that again. Please, be careful. There's a way to make it more comfortable, but you shouldn't push yourself if it hurts. Is that clear?»
He's right. I don't want to bleed and hurt.
Last time, my haste ruined the experience for both.
«Don't worry,» I say, moving his chin up to lick his neck. «I will find a way.»
I need to be slow and careful. Just like Ignis is, but this time he's tied, so it's my responsibility.
Sitting on the bed in front of him, I try recollecting what he did to make it not hurt. I suspect it's more about how he touches me before, rather than being gentle later. Because he's not as gentle till the end, but I feel fine.
I guess the beginning is the crucial moment...
What does Ignis do, usually? He touches me with his fingers. Sometimes with his mouth, but I can't do that alone. And it would be uncomfortable to find a position for that with his arms restrained.
I'll do it alone for this time.
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My fingers disappear under the nightgown, even though they're still visible through it. I didn't take the underwear off while changing, so I need to find a way around it.In the end, I just got rid of it. I still keep the gown, though. I don't want to look too disgraceful, after all.
I press my fingers on my core, finding it already slippery and wet. A thrill makes me moan, and I check Ignis before doing something too weird. I can't do this in front of him like this! I should have prepared myself before coming here, maybe...
Instead of finding a judging expression, or a bored one for that matter, he's gazing back with a red face and short breathing.
Oh, damn it...
«You like what you see?» I murmur, crawling in front of him.
I block his face with the same hand I've just tucked down there.
He presses his cheek on my palm, looking at me in silence. His eyes shine in the gloomy atmosphere, uncovering his deepest thoughts.
«You do,» I breathe, wondering if this is all right. A tied King, a shameless wife... Where is this going to bring us?
I finally straddle him because it's the most comfortable position to kiss him. I keep my weight on the knees so that I can look at him from above, caressing his lips with my thumb and moving the annoying locks away from his eyes.
When my fingers are drenched, I press my core on Ignis's erection to make him realise what I'm feeling. He sighs, and I rub our bodies one against each other, moving my hips while my weight is on my thighs and knees.
I grip his shoulders for better stability, amazed at how he doesn't move an inch even with his arms behind his back.
It makes me swallow at the thought his muscles can keep him balanced like this. Even if I push, he doesn't move. He stays sitting because we're kissing and he doesn't want to split.
Even if he's tied, he hasn't surrendered completely. Not that he needs to, of course, but I take it as a challenge.
One day, he won't be able to resist my will. He'll do what I want and how I want, and I'll reward him every time he listens to me. Only in bed, naturally. Out of it, I'm his Queen and wife, his most trusted ally and partner.
This time, I am in no rush to finish.
I kiss him deeply, adjusting my hips and moving down slowly to accept him inside. Thanks to all that rubbing against each other, it's not that difficult to join our bodies. I'm starting to adjust to him, for there's no discomfort this time around. No trace of pain, nor that weird feeling of being filled up by a stranger object. There's just Ignis and me, and it couldn't feel more perfect.
I move my hips, still slow, and hear him moan. My body is crossed by a jolt, and I have no clue whether the cause is his reaction or the pleasure lingering where our bodies turn into one. I'd like to increase the pace and, at the same time, I need to be slow and feel every bit of this.
The first few minutes are slow, sweet, and careful. Our breaths merge into one as we start panting in between our kisses. My nails dig into his shoulders, scratching his back as I increase the pace and feel it harder than before.
Only when I'm sure everything is all right, when my body feels this won't turn into another bloody show, do I start riding as if my life depends on it.
Ignis does moan and pants together with me, kissing me back as much as I let him, for he can't caress me with his wrists tied.
We reach higher and higher among the clouds, letting our bodies feel that pleasure we almost forgot since last time. Since I am the one responsible for our safety, I can't just let loose and forget. So, I observe Ignis's blushed cheeks while he closes his eyes, and ecstasy takes over.
My self-control and worries force me to look at him from beginning to end, to see every part of his reaction. But then, at some point, even my rationality breaks, disappearing in the shadows and replaced by screams of pleasure. A long, loud moan makes Ignis chuckle, all proud for driving me into madness without doing a thing.
When it's over, it takes us a while to come back to the world.
I slip away on the mattress and look for the keys to free Ignis. They're on the bedside table, but my fingers tremble while I try unlocking the chain.
He's calm and composed while I struggle, and he drags me in his arms as soon as he's free. Somehow, I managed to unlock it.
We lie down, ready to have a good talk. Because we have to talk before sleeping, right? It was the main reason I came here, after all. But then, I was distracted and needed more time to figure out what I wanted to say... Now I don't have any more concerns and can focus.
«You were a good boy,» I murmur, still surprised at how he played along with me.
What were the issues I wanted to tell him about? Oh, I can only think about how comforting his body against mine is.
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