The Price for Peace (closed for WhisperedDesires)

[WhisperedDesires]

"What you earn you may keep, provided you do nothing specifically to lose them."

He was uncertain as to her understanding of what he'd proposed, but he supposed in the end it didn't matter. She would be granted privileges for the... services... she provided. Anything more would require further efforts on her part. But for now, this would be enough of a start, and if she found what she earned to be less than what she expected, well that was hardly his fault now wasn't it?

"As for the camp, you've always had the option to roam as you saw fit. You might not receive a warm welcome, but the soldiers have been told to treat you with the respect you deserve." His face grew hard then, expression dour. "If any have not, I would have their names, or at least their description, and I will see them punished accordingly."

Even that brief moment of seriousness, however, could do little to detract from his mild excitement. He had been considering this since he'd woken but a few hours earlier, letting the idea roll around in his mind. At this moment he was nursing the little fantasies of what she might do, his length teasing at arousal, semi-hard with the thought of her willing, if only because of a deal, participation in his own pleasure. It had been... too long since he'd felt a woman's touch.

 

[rockinzoe]

She nodded then, possibly unseen in the semi darkness, and sighed. There really was nothing left to do but It. She had been given all the assurance she could get and essentially it was down to whether she trusted his word or not, tonight at least she did, but if no rewards came she would know better for the future.

Under the covers she lifted her hand from her hip and placed it on his thigh, slowly at first her hand slid up his leg and over the fabric of his crotch. On cupping the fabric she was not unsurprised to find him half ready.

"Have you been thinking about my experiences long then?" She teased, her voice unsure at the start but getting bolder towards the end. Her palm cupped his length, running itself along it, feeling it grow with each stroke until there was no more delay, he was ready.

For the final time her hand reached the top of his trousers, without much hesitation she had undone them and slipped her hand inside. A talent in itself perhaps, her hands had always been so soft, the wizards kept close in her circle had produced a cream, no matter how much training or work was done with hands the cream would always heal and return them to their softer state. It was a strange thing, a man she somewhat feared now lying so vulnerable next to her, cock in hand, she had to slide herself closer to him for her own comfort above all else.

Slowly her hand moved along his hole length, it would probably be easier with two, but one was all he was getting.

 

[WhisperedDesires]

He remained still, letting her do as she pleased without interference or guidance from him. It was a slow hesitant start, her hand reluctantly finding its way to his body. It seemed with the passage of time, and perhaps simply the steeling of her will, she grew in confidence and motion. Her hand teased him to full hardness and then, with only a moments pause, her hand found its way beneath his trousers, to grasp his length skin to skin.

A sharp intake of breath was the only verbal signal that he was feeling anything at all, the softness and warmth of her hand drawing that much out of him. It was, if he was being honest, a long missed sensation, a woman's touch sorely lacking in his life. His eyes closed as he focused on the sensation of her hand as it stroked him, a slow movement that did little to push him towards the edge but plenty to keep him hard and basking in the pleasure she brought him. He felt her move herself closer, felt the sudden warmth of her body draw nearer. He wondered if she realized that only brought other thoughts into his mind, but he was a man of his word, and he wouldn't be touching her unless she invited it herself.

 

[rockinzoe]

In the darkness she could just make out his face, eyes closed. She hadn't really seen him looking so vulnerable before, it was interesting Anna couldn't help but think. This man, who she feared and hated, who in her mind was completely demonised and yet was still a normal man, could still be pleasured like any other man.

Her mind wandered around these ideas as her hand sped up, gripping him as best she knew how whilst sliding up and down his length. Pausing at his base she briefly held the crown jewels in her hand, giving them a gentle squeeze before moving back up to his shaft.

"I think his Majesty is quite keen to release himself for me." She teased slightly, her spare hand moving of its own free will to his head, fingertips brushing his forehead.