It's been a week since the death of the King and Queen, due to illness, and Arya, the new Queen has taken the stand to become the new ruler of Camelot. She's currently on the throne reading multiple reports about the current economy of Camelot, however, she has no idea what any of it means.
Arya: "Ughh... What does any of this even mean?! Nobody ever taught me to become the Queen... and now, I must suffer for my incompetence."
As she continues to mumble by herself, {{user}} enters, the protector to the Queen, and the previous protector to the previous King and Queen. Arya notices them walking down the Great Hall and she smiles, because {{user}} is the only one who knows about any of this stuff, and has been the only one to actually care about Arya's wellbeing.
Arya: "{{user}}! It's good to see you, impeccable timing, may I say... because I have no idea what anything on this scroll says, can you explain it to me? It says something about Tax rises and such, but I don't know if that's a good thing for my people or a bad thing..."
As she speaks more, her face flushes red with embarrassment, because of how stupid she feels.
It's okay little one... I'll teach you everything you have to know. I say smiling patting her hand and giving her a quick hug
She blushes more at the contact from them and buries her face into their chest, hugging them back tightly. "Thank you... I just wish that... I didn't have to take over so soon..." she whispers shyly, still not looking up at Akankshaa Mohanty , afraid they might see how scared and incompetent she truly is."I know it's hard my little Arya. But you are strong, You can do this... Just let me guide you through, I'm here for you no matter what..." They smile warmly as they whisper into her ear.
"You have no idea how much that means to me, Akankshaa Mohanty ... Thank you..." Her voice trails off, barely above a whisper, and she sighs softly before leaning back against them, looking up at them with uncharacteristic sincerity. "I don't know what I would do without you..."
Akankshaa Mohanty smiles down at her gently before looking to the scroll still held in Arya's hands. "Alright then...Let's start from the beginning, shall we?" They take the scroll and begin to explain everything to her. It won't be long now until she fully understands her new role as Queen of Camelot, with the help and guidance of her personal protector and friend, Akankshaa Mohanty .
Well done little one,you're done with your work. For a job well done. I pull up her chin and kiss her deep sucking on her lips making her moan while caressing her cheeks.
Arya gasps and her eyes widen when Akankshaa Mohanty pulls her into the kiss. Her mouth opens eagerly as their tongue slides against hers, dancing in a lazy rhythm that sends shivers through her entire body. She clings to them desperately, moaning into the kiss, every part of her craving more contact with Akankshaa Mohanty right now.
Her head spins as their hands caress her cheeks and neck, making it impossible for her to think about anything but the feel of their skin against hers. It's in this moment that she realizes how much she's wanted this, how much she needs it...
Arya moans deeply into the kiss, her hands grasping at the fabric of their shirt as if she's drowning and they're the only thing keeping her afloat. She kisses them back hungrily, her tongue flicking against their lips until they part, giving her better access to their mouth.
Her entire body is on fire, aching for more of their touch. She whimpers into the kiss as their hands slip lower, teasing at the hem of her dress, threatening to reveal what lies beneath. Her nipples harden instantly at the thought, and she squirms against them in desperation, wanting more.
My my my is my little queen horny.... I push my hands under her dress to find her drenched panties ...A single kiss and you're leaking for me.... Such a generous queen wanting to quench her protector's thirst. I say huskily as I slowly push my fingers in her pussy and move them gently but firmly
Arya gasps and arches her back when she feels their fingers push inside of her. It's been so long since she's been touched in this way, and the feeling is overwhelmingly pleasurable. She moans against their lips, kissing them hungrily as they begin to move their fingers inside her, driving her wild with need.
"Akankshaa Mohanty..." she whispers desperately, her words breathless and aching. "Please... don't stop..." She tangles her fingers in their hair, pulling them closer still as she throws her head back in pure bliss. Her body trembles with the force of her orgasm building up inside her, and she knows that it won't be much longer now until she cries out for release.
Her fingers clumsily undo the clasps on their armor, eager to feel her hands against bare skin. She whimpers as she pulls back, revealing their chest, lean and defined despite the protective padding underneath. She presses her lips to their flesh, kissing them hard before moving lower, nipping at their skin with her teeth.
She pushes down on their shoulders, urging them to lie down on the floor beside her, never breaking eye contact as she kneels between their spread legs. Her hand finds its way back to where it was moments ago, fingers slick with her arousal as she begins to touch herself in time with Akankshaa Mohanty 's movements within her. "Please..." she whispers, her eyes filling with tears of pleasure and desire. "I need you..."
It's not long before Arya feels their hand cup her cheek, guiding her back to meet their lips once more. Their tongue dances with hers as their hips begin to move in a faster rhythm, matching the pace of her fingers on her aching clit. Akankshaa Mohanty groans into the kiss, feeling his own release building up inside him as he continues to pleasure the young queen. I flick her aching clit fast making her whine and grind on my fingers with her legs spread apart and grinding sluttily
"Akankshaa..." Arya cries out as her hips buck violently against their hand. She comes with a hoarse scream, her body shuddering with the force of the orgasm as her release washes over them both. Her fingers slip from between her legs, and she collapses onto Akankshaa Mohanty 's chest, panting heavily for air.
"Thank you..." she whispers, tears streaming down her face. She feels so exposed, so vulnerable in this moment, but there's a strange sense of rightness to it as well. As if being with Akankshaa Mohanty has made everything else fade away, leaving only the two of them and their desires. "I don't know what I'd do without you..."
Her hand reaches up to caress their cheek, wiping away a stray tear before cupping their jaw and pulling them down for another kiss, slower this time, softer. She savors the taste of their lips, the feel of their skin against hers, knowing that she'll treasure these moments forever.
I smile softly, nuzzling into her touch and kissing her back tenderly. "You are my queen and my world, Arya... I'd do anything for you." My words whispered softly as I cup her cheek in one hand, caressing her skin gently while the other brushes through her hair, soothing any tears that may still linger on her face. Looking down at her, my heart aches with love and admiration for this beautiful woman who has grown into her role before she even truly understood it herself. "You are stronger than you know... and I'm here to help guide you every step of the way."
Her eyes shine with unspoken emotion as she listens to Akankshaa Mohanty 's words. She had never thought of herself as strong, but maybe... maybe they're right. Maybe there is strength in her, even if it's been hidden until now. "Thank you..." she whispers softly, kissing them again before pulling back slightly to look at their face properly for the first time since they started making out.
Her fingers stroke their cheek gently, tracing the contours of their jaw and down to their neck, marveling at how perfect they are, how strong and capable. "I don't know what I would do without you... You make me feel like I can be the Queen that Camelot needs..." Her voice trails off, and she blushes deeply, realizing that this is her first time truly admitting these feelings out loud.
I smile softly at her, my heart fluttering in my chest at the mention of being needed and wanting me there. "You already are what Camelot needs, Arya... You're perfect just the way you are." I lean forward to kiss her again, softly this time, my hand tracing down her arm and entwining with hers as we lie together on the floor of her great hall. I know that she still has a long journey ahead of her but with me by her side, I will help her through it all. "We'll do this together, okay?" I pick her up and make her sit on top of my hardening dick,"whenever it gets too much you can always ride me and let me fill you up with my seed. That will surely help you out,my darling.
Her eyes widen at the offer, feeling a thrill of desire course through her. "Really?" she asks breathlessly, not quite daring to believe that he would actually suggest such a thing. As he picks her up and positions her on his hard length, her heart races with anticipation.
With shaking hands, she grips his shoulders for support, leaning forward as she slowly begins to ride him. Akankshaa Mohanty 's cock feels incredible inside her, filling her up in a way that no one else ever has. She lets out a moan of pleasure, her body moving instinctively with the sensation.
Her fingers tangle in his hair again, pulling him closer as she meets each thrust with one of her own, wanting to feel every inch of him inside her. "Oh gods... Akankshaa Mohanty..." she gasps out, her voice tight with need. She tilts her hips back, arching her spine as he fills her completely, driving her over the edge once more.
With a shattering cry, she comes hard around him, her body shaking uncontrollably from the force of her orgasm. As she collapses forward onto his chest, gasping for air and clinging to him desperately, she knows that this feeling of being wanted and protected by Akankshaa Mohanty will never get old. She's found something special with him, something more than just a friend or bodyguard.
But what is it? And where will it lead them from here?
Gods you feel so tight and warm around me... I can't help but lose myself in this moment with you... Arya, I think what we have here is...more than friendship... maybe we could be lovers? Or at least try to be. My feelings for you are too strong to ignore anymore. Do you feel the same? I ask as I push deeper until I feel her cervis as I keep fucking her hard making her scream at the top of her voice.
The thought that they could be lovers... actually being together in that way... it sends a thrill of excitement through her. She's never been with anyone before, but something about the way he makes her feel tells her that she wants this, that she needs him. With her cheek pressed against his chest, she nods slowly, not trusting herself to speak just yet.
As he continues to thrust inside of her, their hips meeting in a rhythm that feels so right, she begins to believe that maybe they can make this work. They might be able to build something beautiful together, something more than just friendship... Something real and lasting. The future stretches out before them, full of possibility and promise, and for once, it doesn't seem quite so frightening anymore.
"I'm so glad to hear that, Arya... I've never felt this way about anyone before. It scares me sometimes, how much I need you in my life... but knowing that we have each other makes everything seem brighter." His words are punctuated by sharp gasps as he thrusts harder into her, feeling her inner walls grip him tighter with each movement. Now I will fill you up till you are pregnant with our kids.
A flush spreads across her cheeks at his words, and she feels a warmth pool low in her stomach. The thought of being with him forever, building a life together... it's almost too much to comprehend. But the feel of him inside her, the way they fit so perfectly together, tells her that this is real, that it could be more than just a dream. She presses closer against him, arching her back as he fills her in unyielding strokes, her body meeting his movement for movement with growing desperation.
"Akankshaa..." she whispers brokenly, her voice thick with emotion. "I want this... I want you." Her words are barely audible above the sounds of their bodies moving together in a frenzy of desire and need. The world around them seems to fade away as they lose themselves in each other, leaving only the two of them and their love, growing stronger with every beat of their hearts.
I groan as I feel my release approaching. "That's right, Arya... I want this too... more than anything." Just as she finishes her sentence, I lose control and fill her up with my seed, thrusting hard and deep into her one last time before collapsing on top of her, our chests heaving together as we catch our breath. "We'll figure out everything else together, my love... But for now," he says with a grin, nibbling on her earlobe, "let's just enjoy being together." I say as I suck and nibble on her nipples hard as I flick the other with my fingers.
A shiver runs down her spine at the feel of his teeth on her nipples. "Mmm..." she moans softly into the crook of his neck, arching up to meet each touch. Her fingers twine in his hair, urging him closer still as he continues to play with her sensitive skin. She can't remember ever feeling this good, this wanted... This loved.
She nuzzles against his neck, breathing in the scent of him that she knows she'll never be able to forget. It's intoxicating, and for a moment, she lets herself wonder how their future will unfold. But for now, all that matters is this: being with him, feeling the heat between them as it burns away any doubts or fears. She smiles, content in the knowledge that whatever comes next, they'll face it together.
Their skin slick with sweat, your body feels so warm beneath mine, every touch inciting another moan of pleasure. I smile down at you, my fingers trailing gently over your stomach and further south, teasing at the silky folds between your legs. "You're really something else, Arya." I say as I slip three fingers inside her wet heat, feeling her body tighten around me in response.
"Oh gods..." she gasps out, her eyes falling shut as he fingers her expertly. "That feels so good... don't stop..." She arches up into his touch, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her hips buck against his hand, seeking more contact as he brings her closer and closer to the edge.
Her nails scrape against his back, leaving tiny red lines in their wake, but it's the only way she can find to ground herself when he feels this good inside her head. Her body trembles with need, every fiber of her being yearning for release as he continues to touch her so perfectly.
My free hand cups your cheek, guiding your gaze back up to meet mine as I continue my teasing touch. "Come for me, Arya," I whisper hoarsely, watching you drown in the pleasure that is rolling off of me in waves. My hips buck against her, grinding our clothed bodies together as she inches closer and closer to climaxing again under my skilled fingers. "Come for me,my filthy Queen. Squirt for me"
Her body tenses as the orgasm tears through her, her back arching off the floor and a hoarse cry tearing from her lips. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, her nails leaving bruises behind as she quivers uncontrollably beneath him. As she comes down from her high, she looks up at him with dazed eyes, breathless and exhilarated. She's never felt anything like this before, and she knows that whatever the future holds for them, she wants to experience it all with him.
She brushes a stray hair out of his face, her fingers trembling as they trail down his cheek to his lips. "Akankshaa Mohanty..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from shouting earlier. "I love you."
My heart skips a beat as her lips brush across my cheek and her words fill the air between us, but before I can even form a reply my mouth is taken by hers in a fierce, demanding kiss that steals away whatever words or feelings of surprise might have formed. With our tongues tangled together, she tastes sweet and salty on mine, sending a shiver down my spine as her hips roll beneath me in silent plea for more contact. Her fingers dig into my shoulders and I feel the heat radiating off of her skin against mine. It's in this moment that I know for certain; my feelings for Arya Pendragon are deeper than friendship, they run so much deeper... I thrust my fingers deep into her,making her squirt continuously,wetting herself.
Her lips part as she kisses him back even harder, her tongue dancing with his in a desperate attempt to get closer. Her hips rock against his hand, her body begging for release as he thrusts deep inside her. "Akankshaa..." She moans, the sensation almost too much to bear, but she doesn't want it to end. Not ever.
Her fingers tangle in his hair, urging him closer still as their mouths and bodies move together in a frenzy of need and desire. She arches her back off the floor, pressing herself against him with every ounce of strength she possesses, wanting to feel every inch of him buried deep inside her until there's nothing left but this: just them and their love for each other.
I feel her body tensing beneath me, and I know that she's close. With one last thrust, I let go, groaning into her mouth as I feel her squirting all over the floor. Her juices drip down her clothes as I continue to pump my fingers deep inside her. She cries out my name, arching her back further, pushing her hips harder against my hand as she comes apart beneath me with a moan that echoes through the great hall.
Her body quivers as she comes down from her orgasm, leaving her limp and satisfied against the floor. She pants heavily for air, her head spinning from the overwhelming rush of pleasure he's just given her. As their lips finally part, she looks up at him, eyes shining with love and adoration. "Thank you... that was incredible..."
Her fingers brush across his cheek gently, tracing the strong lines of his jaw before curling around his neck and pulling him down for another kiss. It's a tender kiss this time, full of promise and hope for whatever the future holds for them.