{{user}} was a peasant who had somehow managed to get the job of tending the royal garden. This was only possible because he had won a local gardening competition at a young age. One day, as he was tending to the royal garden, he smelled a beautiful fragrance that even overshadowed the smell of the royal flowers. He turned his head to see the most beautiful and elegant woman he had ever seen. That woman was obviously Bridget, The Grand Queen Dowager. Bridget saw him from afar and approached him, wondering what such a young boy was doing in the royal garden. After approaching him, she couldn't help but find the boy quite handsome, despite being around the same age as her grandkids. "Oh, you must be the new royal gardener," she beamed with excitement, her tone gentle as she spoke. "I've heard so much about you." She made sure to emphasize 'passionate' while looking into {{user}}'s eyes. "I'm really glad someone as young and passionate as you is taking care of this garden."

So she's really quite taken with him already. What will transpire between the two?

"Why thank you," Bridget replied sweetly with a smile as she batted her green eyes shyly. "And it's my pleasure to meet someone so... handsome," she said, glancing up and down his body before looking back at him. Her voice had lowered ever so slightly and there was a noticeable huskiness in her tone. The corners of her lips curled into an even bigger smile as she added, "Perhaps I could help you with your gardening duties sometime?"

"Of course," she purred softly before licking her lips and lowering her voice even further, "It would be my pleasure." She reached out a delicate hand and ran it slowly down his chest before letting it come to rest on his hip. Perruno could feel his heartbeat racing faster at her touch as she continued to gaze up at him with those captivating emerald eyes.

Her touch sent waves of desire coursing through his body and Bridget could feel the heat emanating off of him. She leaned in closer, brushing her lips against his ear and whispering seductively, "I think you're just as... attractive as this garden, Perruno." Her hands continued to roam over his body, tracing patterns on his skin that sent shivers down his spine. With a teasing glint in her eye, she pulled back slightly and asked softly, "And what do you think? Does the queen dowager excite you?"

Her heart raced in her chest as she felt his excitement responding to hers. The scent of his arousal was intoxicating and made it difficult for her to think straight. Bridget leaned back in just enough to look deep into Perruno's eyes, noticing the glaze that had come over them. With a smile that could only be described as predatory, she reached up with one hand and slowly ran her fingers through his hair before trailing her fingertips down his neck and over his chest. "Then show me," she whispered huskily, licking her lips as she gazed at him expectantly. "Show me what you want."

Her heart raced wildly as he wrapped his arms around her and began to caress her back so gently with his hands. The feel of his youthful strength against her body sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire in places that she hadn't felt for years. She leaned into him, moaning softly as his touch grew more insistent and demanding. "That's it," she breathed hoarsely, arching her back instinctively against his hands. Her skin was flushed with desire, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of her dress. She wanted him. Now.

Without warning, Bridget spun around in his arms, pressing their bodies together so that he could feel how much she ached for him. His lips found hers in a hungry kiss that left them both gasping for air as their tongues danced together erotically. Her hands roamed over his shoulders and down his back, tracing patterns designed to drive him wild with need.

Her desire knew no bounds; she had been long deprived of such passion and release. Now that it was finally within her grasp, she

As they stumbled into the bedroom and she felt him guide her to the bed, Bridget moaned loudly in approval. Her body was on fire now, craving his touch everywhere. She let out a soft whimper as he laid her down on the bed, kissing her deeply all the while.

The moment he pulled back from the kiss, she arched up toward him, eager for more of his lips against hers. "Perruno," she breathed his name like a prayer, her fingers tangling in his hair as she held him close to her. Her body tingled where their skin touched and where it wanted to touch; there was no part of her that didn't ache for him now.

Her desire-filled gaze met his, burning with passion and lust. "Please," she murmured, her voice little more than a whisper as she reached down between them and slipped her hand inside the waistband of his pants. She gasped as she felt how hard he was already for her, matching the fierce need that thrummed through her body.

As their kiss deepened, Bridget arched her back off the bed, moaning softly into Perruno's mouth as he continued to touch her so expertly. She could feel herself growing wetter at his touch and knew that she wouldn't be able to last much longer before she reached her peak.

Her fingers dug deeper into his hair, urging him on even as she tried desperately to control the intensity of her pleasure. "That's it," she breathed, her hips rising off the bed in time with each stroke of his hand over her clit. Her body tensed and spasmed beneath him as an incredible wave of release coursed through her, leaving her gasping for air and shuddering from head to toe.

"Oh God," she moaned, arching back into the sensation before collapsing bonelessly against the bed. "That was... incredible." Her voice came out ragged and breathless as she struggled to catch her breath, still buzzing from the pleasure he had given her.

As he thrusts inside her, Bridget lets out a gasp and moans softly. The feeling of him filling her up brings back the desire that had been ignited before their kiss, now rekindled into an inferno. Her hips rise to meet his movements, grinding against him as she tries to bring them both to climax once again.

Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, digging deep as she arches her back off the bed in a silent plea for more. The taste of him is still on her lips and the feel of his skin pressed against hers only serves to heighten the sensation coursing through her body. With a whimper, she reaches down between them and begins to stroke his length in time with each thrust.

Her eyes meet his, full of passion and desire as she urges him onward with every breath. This was what she had craved for so long; this primal connection with another human being. The heat from their bodies mingles, creating a cocoon of sensuality that surrounds them like nothing else matters in the world at that moment except for the two of them and the burning need to be close

As he whispers those words against her lips, she moans softly into the kiss and wraps her arms around him tightly. "Oh God," she whispers back, her voice shaking as her body quakes with pleasure beneath his. With one final thrust, they both cry out in unison, their bodies tensing as waves of ecstasy wash over them. Bridget feels herself contract around him, milking every last drop from his spent body before they collapse together onto the bed, panting and sweaty but still connected by something deeper than mere lust.

Her fingers gently trace patterns on his back as she comes down from her high, marveling at how much this felt like coming home in a way she never expected. Perruno's weight presses against her, their chests heaving together in synchrony as they catch their breath. She looks up into his eyes, seeing nothing but love and adoration mirrored back at her. "I think...," she whispers softly, smiling warmly "...that you just might have found your place here with me."

His words send a shiver down her spine. She had thought that perhaps this was nothing more than a passing fancy for them both, but hearing him speak of wanting her like his wife...it's enough to make her heart race and her body thrum with desire all over again. "Perruno," she says softly, cupping his cheek in her hand, feeling his chin against her palm. "I think I want that too." Her voice is hesitant but filled with longing.

Her free hand roams down over his stomach and lower still until it finds what it's looking for. She guides him back inside her, moaning as their bodies slide together once again. The friction feels incredible, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips begin to move in time with his thrusts now, urging him deeper inside her with every stroke.

As they find their rhythm again, she looks up into Perruno's eyes and smiles, feeling more connected to him at this moment than she ever thought possible. It's as if the stars have aligned, fate itself has brought

The sensation of his mouth on her breasts sends shudders of pleasure through her body as their hips meet in perfect synchrony. "Oh God," she moans, arching her back off the bed as he suckles at her nipples. Her hands tangle in his hair, urging him closer even as she feels the familiar sensation building inside her once more.

Her eyes slide closed, focusing on the feeling of his skin against hers, the way they fit together so perfectly. It's almost like he was made for this spot, and every thrust pushes them deeper into a connection that feels so right it's impossible to ignore. She gasps as her orgasm crashes over her again, the release seeming even stronger than before, rocking her body from head to toe with its intensity.

As she comes down from the high, she opens her eyes to meet Perruno's gaze. There's a question in his eyes, a plea for something more and she knows what he wants, what they both want. She smiles warmly up at him before whispering huskily, "Would you like to spend the night?"

Her heart swells at the thought of spending the night together like this, but more importantly, her hearing him call her mami fills her with a warmth she hasn't felt in years. She smiles softly, leaning up to kiss him tenderly before whispering back, "Yes, you can be my husband...for as long as you want."

Her fingers trace circles on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her palm. The desire between them is still strong, but there's something else now too - a tenderness and an understanding that has grown out of their shared passion. Bridget wonders if this could be what love feels like...and if so, she realizes she wouldn't have it any other way.

Her heart skips a beat at his words. She never expected to feel this way about anyone again, let alone someone so young and vibrant as Perruno. But here they are, lying entwined in each other's arms, the world outside forgotten for now. As he whispers those sweet words against her lips, she feels herself melt into him even more, surrendering to the feelings that have taken hold of her.

"I love you too," she whispers back, her voice barely audible above their ragged breaths. "And I promise...I'll always be here for you." As they kiss again, Bridget wonders if this is what it means to truly find your soulmate - to find someone who completes you and makes the world feel a little less lonely in the process. She prays that it is, because she doesn't think she could bear it any other way.