Madrigal Dinner

Katherine:
His mouth was tormenting me, as he whispered.
"You're safe with me now love." I moaned in pleasure. Yes, safe in his arms, behind a locked door. Then: "For now and evermore." Even though he kept kissing, and my hands moved of their own accord, I was distarcted. Surely he knew, this could not be forever. Just words. Just words. But oh how I wished.
But he pulled away. Swiftly, as swiftly as one can get out of all these layers. Though once again I had dispensed with undergarments. Finally we were nude, completely. His body was so perfect. Tall, but oh, covered with scars. I tracedone across his chest. I lay back, but he did not take me quickly. Instead teasing at my sex. Making me squirm.
Now and evermore. Kept slipping through my mind.
"Please. My Lord. i am in heat for you." Biting my lower lip as he teased and fingered me, my body unable to be still.
 
Waking up to Alexi's eyes locked on my own surprised me not-don't lovers often share the same dreams? Dreams of healthy babies and sufficient crops? But those are the dreams of a farmer-Alexi's dreams were those of a fierce warrior. I gazed at him, wondering how our lives would mesh after this night, my life lay in a quiet village far outside of these castle walls. I needed the forest and the river, living in a castle keep was nightmarish for me. But also there was the small issue of facing my Mistress with the news that her potion had been misdirected, which I did not anticipate would go very well. Well, the moon had not yet filled the sky and since I had awakened...
Reaching once more for Alexi and kissing him softly, I decided to linger this time. The last coupling was frenzied, let this one flow like honey-soft and languid.





Far off in the quiet mists of the village Mistress sits scrying-the bowl filled first with the kiss of the Mooon then slowly and gently the images from the castle flew across the water. The potion had been misused but still she smiled to see that her intended recipient had needed no draught to rekindle her passions. It would please her barrow wight husband to know that she once again lived fully as a woman. And Elspeth lay safe in the arms of a knight-one who would now lay down his life for her. Mistress felt her work was now down, she had seen the burning times ahead and knew that her grand daughter and great grand daughter must be kept safe. Her skills were not enough, but the castle walls would be, she smiled as the images faded, and began to pack Elpeth's things.
 
I twirled around the room like a little girl, my eyes taking in all that I saw. I guess they weren't watching my feet and I tripped in my own dress, so much for being graceful. I would have fallen flat on my face, if it weren't for the fact that I fell smack into the king. I felt his arms come around me and my face burst into flames.

"OH! Your highness, forgive me. I'm such a clutz at times, and I forgot myself for a moment."

I looked up at him, my eyes shining with tears of embarassment.
 
Queen Ana

His lips found mine.. kisses of gratitude, eager kisses, soothing kisses.. my heart was racing, breathing heavily.
His juices powerfully released inside of me.. my medicine and my poison. I was able to cry from happiness.. pressing my body against his, feeling his heat, his heartbeat..
I did not want to let go.. I could die right here, a happy and complete woman, I clang to him like he was all I had left to hold onto.. His cry of passion echoed in my mind.

In a flash it occurred to me that might very well get pregnant from this little adventure, my breath caught just thinking about the consequences.
Then feeling his manhood slipping out, followed by a wave of warm passion fluids.. The world around came back.. the fire made soft crispy sounds as our bodies, tightly pressed together, recuperated from our burst of passion. Passion built up for years.

He lifted his head and looked upon me, my fingertips tracing his skin.. his cheeks, his eyebrows. He was so gorgeous.. My heart overflowing with love for this, compared to me older and so much wiser..
“Thor..” I whispered.. tasting his name, lying heavy on my tongue tickling as it departed from my lips.. and smiled.
Where to go from here.. there should not be a life after this, nothing would compare to this..
“We should get dressed before someone finds us here” I whispered with sorrow but determination in my voice
 
Thor

“We should get dressed before someone finds us here”

Ana's words stirred me from a reverie...she was right of course. But, my god, this lovely young woman has - somehow - torn a piece from my heart. I have NEVER allowed myself to be with women for other than a brief moment of pleasure.

As her words hung in the air, my mouth closed over hers. I whispered, "Ana, we have found heaven. Nothing will come between us - not your husband - not the kingdom itself. We must be very careful....however. Our time is close - things will change.........soon."
 
Queen Ana

I looked into his eyes.. searching.. did he mean what he was saying?
Wasn't he the most dangerous man in the kingdom? Feared and loved by all women.. hadn't he left a trail of broken hearts?
I had heard all the stories.. how women.. respectable women.. had given up their lives to be with him, how he had turned away from them soon after.. leaving them with nothing left but their endless flow of tears..

And he - this untameable heart – spoke these words to me?

There was nothing I would rather do at this moment than run away with him. Right now. But his words were wise.. indeed caution was the magic word here. And patience.. God knows I have had patience.. another few days.. weeks.. even months, wouldn’t matter now.
This moment was mine to hold, no one - but death himself - could take that from me.

We rose to our feet, my legs were trembling. I pressed my naked body against his, my arms wrapped tightly around his neck, pulling myself on my toes.

“Oh my sweet Thor..” I whispered in his ear “my sweet, sweet Thor”. I took his face in my hands “Yes. Things will change” and with a blessed smile I pressed my lips once again upon his before I gathered my cloths, suddenly filled with the fear of being caught.

I held the pile in my hands, placed them on the sofa and simply looked at them..
“You know, Thor..“ I started as it suddenly occurred to me “I suspect Maximilian will keep himself pretty busy tonight. We would be safe in my quarters.”
I watching him in anticipation and realised how comfortable I felt being around him despite my nudity
 
Thor

"Ana...." I paused and thought. I was about to reject her suggestion out of hand. I have not held onto my head this long by being foolish. I have always joked at fools who let their desires rule their bodies. Then, I did something completely out of character.

"Ana, pray put a few clothes on and we will slip to your chambers. The King, indeed, will be occupied tonight." I listened to my voice and words. It was as though another was speaking. I pulled my clothes on quickly and threw my cloak about me. As Ana partially dressed, I opened the door a crack and looked out into the corridor. "If one of my enemies saw me....," I mused.........
 
Llwyd

Her lithe beauty, perfect to behold, stretched out before me. My fingers, teasing just the edge of her lips, the very ends of her curls, with a touch like a caress. A touch, just enough to put her at ease, to let her know she is in the hands of a true lover, a man who will put her pleasure before his own. She likes that. She also likes to be touched. Particularly there. Again. And again. And again.

My hands end the sequence prematurely, move instead to extend across the smooth flesh of the back of her inner thighs, guiding them to my shoulders. "Please," she urges, her own passion overwhelming her, her eyes wild. "My Lord." She gasps, as my damp fingers slip into her sex. She stifles a moan, nails digging into my shoulder as I begin to tongue her. "I am in heat for you."

Heat? Her wonderful sex spread before me, warm and juicy, was incendiary.
 
King Maximilian

My heart ached as I watched her swoon at the treasures in the library. There are so few that appreciate life, adventure, beauty, romance. As if in answer to my musings her spinning stops abruptly as she falls only to be caught in my arms. I look deeply into her eyes, they are so true and so full of magic. My heart stirs for a second and I gently pull her close and kiss her with a passion that surprises even me.
 
Katherine:
My mind unable to comprehand what he was doing. He had spread my legs and pulled them over his shoulders, then bent and mouthed at me. I cried out. How could he do that? But again he licked at my private area. Her lips wet and swollen. I could feel them. His tongue darting and licking. Wasn't this dirty? Filthy? But oh God. Sweet mercy I silently begged. Why had no one ever told me about this? Not caring if it damned me or not I wanted more. His hot mouth making me feel like he was devouring me.
 
Rando the Ridiculous

I made my way down the darkened corridors toward my quarters, humming softly to myself. Even at this distance, I could hear the shrieks of the drunken revelry ringing on the cold stone walls. The party wouldn't be dying down for hours, and none would miss me until long after that.

As I passed each door, I listened carefully. Occasionally, I heard the sound of voices, speaking softly. Sometimes, perhaps, I may have heard a passionate cry? Perhaps!

Ah well, let them cavort! Let them frolic! It would do them all some good! Especially that walking slab of beef, Thor! Hee hee! I imagine even he will be a little more mellow in the morning...
 
Sir Alexi:

It felt as though they shared their souls with this simple gaze. He could sence the life he had to offer her was not one she would accept with a smile, it was not a life he would wish upon anyone but himself. And he well knew he was not of farmer stock.

All the complicating issues of life flickered away like a candle snuffed in a gentle summer's breeze as Elspeth's lips pressed softly, oh so softly to his lips. He hand caressed his bristled cheek as she kissed him. Lovingly, as though he had known her body for many a year, Alexi touched upon every conture of her sweet, giving flesh, a heated blush of pleasure rising to the surface in the wake of his fingertips. A light gasp of her breath against his lips made him smile as they shared an unending kiss. Alexi pulled her leg along his hip, the silky flesh of her inner thigh along his bared flesh brought it to a new awarness of sensation. How quickly his hunger for this woman, this sweet sensual beauty in his arms, grew! Still he had the wherewithall to savour every little teasing rub of flesh upon flesh, every tiny utterence of pleasure, every hot kiss. His hands drifted up along Elspeth's back, kneeding every so slightly at her flesh, loving the giving warmth of her form. He was hard, pressed gainst the nest of her dark warm curls, just rested gainst her, nothing more. His dream came to the forfront of his thoughts now, and suddenly his hands caressed her bare stomach as he pulled away to look her deeply in the eyes, something about the way he held her belly was possessive, but not commanding. He smiled as the image from his dreams played behind his eyes, of Elspeth touching her rounded stomach just as he did. Slipping downward in his bed, he rested his head gainst her belly and slowly, Elspeth's hands caressed him to her there. The beauty of the moment etched itself into the core of his heart at that moment.

"I dreamed you carried my child Elspeth." Alexi whispered as he turned his head fully against her stomach. He kissed her there, his mouth closed at first, a chaste kiss, ment only for affection. His mind walled off the unsettling images of war, of blood, save for the blood of birth. He lifted his eyes to hers. "I dreamed you gave birth to a baby girl." His lips were stretched in a wondering smile of love, as though asking if it could possibly be true, or if it were the workings of an empassioned mind.
 
Queen Ana

We slipped out onto the hallway.. my heart was pounding. What for? It was not so strange to be walking here. Thor and I talked more often.. So.. alright.. I looked like a mess.. my dress was wrinkled, my corset was off.. my hair was a mess..

Not far.. We hasted to my quarters. Not so strange either. Normally I was one of the first to leave similar dinners.. knowing that Maximilian would find other ways to entertain himself I normally slept in my own quarters. What else could I do. He was my husband, he was the King.. I was at his mercy.

With these thoughts I headed to my room. Thor closely behind me. I did not dare look around.
Finally.. as I held the doorknob in my hand I felt relieved.. I had reached my safe haven.

I slipped in. Leaving the door at a crack for Thor to follow..
 
OCC I am now officially announcing that I am totally utterly in love with unregistered guest-I want that Man!!!! Ravenloft-you made me cry again-so I will be returning later to post, can't post whist weepy. Damn these hormones!
 
Llwyd

Hands, taking her soft but careworn hands in mine and placing them down there, where she may feel my stiffness fully, wonderingly. Legs, shifting in position so that my face is between her legs. I resume my attentions there, focused more finely with my fingers and tongue on her finely trembling lips, her clitoris, that soft filigree of hair. Frantic seconds turn to languorous minutes until I feel she is ready to have me slip inside her. Finding her willing, wet ready.
 
Katherine:

His manhood hard as rock, yet clothed in velvety satin. It slips through my hands so softly. Erotic in its textures. Oh his mouth. Making me wild. Setting me on fire. I plead and moan, my hand stroking quicker in response to his tongue.
"Please, my beloved. Make love to me before I go mad. Such things you do." But it comes through ragged breath, not even sure he could comprehend what I said.
 
Thor

"Was I mad?" I asked myself. I, the cold, calulating advisor to the King, the power behind the throne, was slipping down the hall like a thief. I glanced both ways. The corridor was empty. Ana had left the door to her chambers open a crack. I quickly pushed the door open and slipped inside, silent as a wraith. The light was dim; Ana must be in another room. I slid the bar home on the door. It would not be prudent to be discovered here. My plans for the kingdom were almost complete. A few more weeks and, I think, it will be "King Thor."

I walked to a small table and poured two glasses of the ruby red liquid contained in the pitcher. Taking a glass in each hand, I walked toward an open door; searching for Ana. The strangeness of the moment still unsettled me. I was walking through the Queen's chambers. "Ana," I called, softly......
 
Llwyd

She mumbles something, eyes half-closed, and gets on her hands and knees, thighs apart. Animal reflex now. I kneel behind her, grip her firmly with a hand around her stomach, the other on her thigh, and push into her, careful at first to be sure that she is still slick, but once I am sure of that, driving home and filling her at once. Up and down, up and into her, falling into an easy athletic rhythm with my body while my mind soars. I run my fingers through her hair, tickle the back of her neck, then kiss it and lick it passionately.
 
Katherine:
The wanton slut, on my hands and knees begging him to make me. He slides in, so easily. I bite my lip to keep from screaming. I am on fire. He is the first man to enter me in years. And it feels like the first time. I moan and arch back, pushing against him. He thrusts, almost savagely. His hands running through my hair, his mouth on my back and neck, kissing, biting. My breasts hang and bobble at every move, the nipples dragged acoss the roughness of the cover. I lean down and rub them harder on it, wanting touch, needing it. No longer caring if I am heard I whimper as he pulls out, all the way to the tip, then drives in. Grunting and groaning like the animals in the yard.
 
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Queen Ana

From the darkness came my soft laugh.. My eyes, already adjusted to darkness in my bedroom saw him looking around, searching.. The two glasses in his hands.
I lit the candle next to my bed and lay down “come and lie down with me” I whispered, wanting to feel him close, wanting to rest my tired body against him.

I felt comfortable with Thor, no matter what any body said about him, no matter the stories.. we held each others life in our hands.. they were weighted on a golden scale.. but they were in balance. I believed in that.

I reached for the glasses, taken them from him so he could lay down. As if we had done nothing our whole lives.. No one could hurt us now. Not at this moment. He took his glass back from me and wrapped one arm around me as I pressed my body against his, placing my lips against his cheeks and neck, time and time again.. I so loved the feeling of his skin.. a little sip of the wine before our lips meet..
 
Thor

Ana was...different than any woman I had been with before. The others...sometimes the sex was very good...but it was transient. Somehow I felt that Ana and I would be together forever. I reached to the small table and retrieved a goblet. When Ana looked up at me, I tilted the goblet and poured...drop by drop...a little wine on her chest. The ruby red droplets glistened in the dim light. As she looked at me...puzzled, I bent my head and began to lick the fruity potion from her body. Her scent was an overwhelming aphrodasiac. Our lovemaking had left a sheen of tiny perspiration droplets on her skin. When I bent my head and began to lick her body, the mixture of salt and wine made me think of our passion...a short time ago. Ana attempted to rise, but I bade her stay relaxed. My tongue circled her aureolas; her nipples hardened, perceptibly, under my tongue's caresses....
 
Queen Ana

My chambers were comfortably warm, chilly but not too cold.. I had taken of my dress again before lying down next to this incredibly attractive creature.. this man that had touched a side of me, unknown to me.. awakening the woman inside of me, releasing something inside of me that I was afraid I could not control

The drops he spilled on my naked skin lay glistering in the candlelight as small rubies.. Goosebumps as his warm tongue contrasted with the my chamber’s temperature.. circling my aureoles.. I moaned and arched my back as if his tongue on my nipples send electricity trough my veins, heating my blood..
The passion.. it came back, just as powerful if not more. The fear had gone now, after all.. we had committed the act of treason already, no need in holding back now.

My eyes closed as my lips parted, breathing deeply as the only part of my body that I could feel was the stiff reddish button in his warm mouth.. His hands kneading my breast.

My fingers intertwined with his hair as my other hands searched his back, kneading squeezing in the rhythm with which he played my breast.. so many things I wanted to do-kiss him, caress him, bite him even-.. but with gentle pressure he urged me lay back and enjoy his touch
 
Thor

Ana's hands in my hair urged me faster, but it seemed to me we had all the time in the world. Our initial passion was changed; from raw need and intense sex to a desire to make love to this goddess slowly, sensuously....

My mouth searched her body. My lips tugged gently on her again hardened nipples - first one then the other....and back. The taste of the wine mingled with her salty taste. My lips....slowly...almost reluctantly....left her breasts. My eyes drank in her lovely body...naked and beautiful in the dim light. Her full breasts rose and fell - her nipples hard and as red as rubies in the light.

The tip of my tongue traced the underside of her breasts, the curve of her tummy - lingering and swirling around and around on her belly button. MY left hand outlined the curve of her hip; just the fingertips touching the warm flesh....
 
Queen Ana

Humming and purring under Thor’s touch I closed my eyes. His tongue touching my skin as if I was a delicacy. His fingertips touching me as I was born from the hands of Rodin..
I did not know who I was anymore.. or where for that matter. I was his and I was with him.. Thor. His name echoed in my mind as if I had discovered what my destiny was.

His fingertips touched my folds, slid easily passed the warm wetness, outlining the pink rose. Giving me a little shock as he touched the button, hidden between the leaves.

My mouth was hungry.. hungry to taste him, I licked my lips before biting on them. In mere despair I brought my own fingers to my mouth.. sucking and biting my fingers, the wanting driving me insane. All I could do was moan, squirm and whisper his name.. “oh Thor.. my sweet.. sweet Thor..”
 
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