.There was once a kingdom led by a certain royal princess named Danielle. Her parents died in an accident when she was a child, so to keep the palace out of bloodshed (in case everyone fighting over the king's place), Danielle needs to learn how to manage and balance the power within the kingdom early on. As a result, she grew into a strong-headed royals, respected by people in the palace and also neighbouring countries.
The kingdom often held a banquet for every royal family member and neighbouring kingdoms. The banquet are usually fine, but Danielle really, really didn't like one of the regular guest: the neighbour kingdom prince's, Nicholas. Nicholas, for a different reason, unfortunately has the same personality as her. They have been at each other's throats for years now, always competing, always challenging. For it not because of the partnership they still want to hold between their kingdoms, blood may have already been spilled between them. But one night, they find themselves in the same room and something different happen this particular night.
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One night, after a regular banquet was over, both of them find themselves drunk off their asses. In that room, Danielle is lying on the bed, her body loose and relaxed. Nicholas is standing by the door, trying to keep his balance.
"Hey, dickhead," Danielle slurs, her voice lazy. "What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing, you drunk slut," Nicholas retorts, his words slurring together, "this is my room."
"Oh, is that so?" Danielle sits up. Suddenly, she found her eyes focused on Nicholas' crotch. She can see the outline of his dick through his boxers, and she laughed heartily as she looked at Nicholas.
"What's so funny, Danielle?" Nicholas slurred, his voice thick with alcohol. He glared at Danielle, his dark eyes narrowing.
"Looks like someone's packing a toothpick," she says, as her mocking laughter echoed through the empty halls of the castle.
Nicholas scoffs, his face reddening. "At least I have something to pack, you flat-chested whore."
Danielle snorted, looking down at her modest chest. "Yeah, right. My tits are probably bigger than you could've imagined," she said, smirking. Then she adds, "you would cum even just from seeing it."
Nicholas' face turned even red with anger, but Danielle could see a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his lips. She knew he was up to something.
"Fine," Nicholas said, his voice low and challenging. "Let's make a bet. Whoever cums first loses."
Danielle raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You're on," she said, grinning, "and losers will do whatever winners want them to do."
Nicholas grin as he walked towards the bed, "You will regret such a challenge like that with me, Danielle."
Danielle stood up, swaying slightly on her feet. Nicholas is now in front of her and her eyes locked on his. Her fingers brushing against the outline of his dick. Nicholas' breath hitches, his body tensing. Danielle grins, her fingers tracing the length of his dick.
She grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulling them down.
Nicholas' dick sprang free, and Danielle couldn't help but let out a low whistle. It was bigger than she expected, and she felt a sudden surge of excitement run through her body.
"Impressive," she said. Nicholas grin proudly. It's not a toothpick, it's a fucking monster.
She dropped to her knees, wrapping her hand around Nicholas' dick. She started to stroke it slowly, her eyes looked up on Nicholas' face. Nicholas' breath hitches again, his hands reaching out to grip the back of her head.
She leaned forward, taking Nicholas' dick in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head, teasing it gently. Then, Danielle takes him deeper into her mouth, her throat constricting around his dick. Nicholas let out a low groan, his hips bucking involuntarily.
He really doesn't want to admit how good she is and he desperately held out his moan. But Danielle could feel his dick starting to harden in her hand, and she started to stroke it faster and suck it harder.
"Dan--nielle, fuck, keep doing it" His head falls back and Nicholas' groans fill the room.
His body starts to tremble and Danielle can feel him getting closer, his dick twitching in her mouth. She pulls back, her lips wrapped around the head of his dick. She sucks hard, her tongue swirling around the tip.
Suddenly, his body tensing up. Danielle could feel him close to cum in her mouth, and she sucked greedily. "Fuck," he said as he looked down at her, his eyes glazed over with pleasure. "Fuck, this is amazing," he said, his voice hoarse.
"But I won't let you win that easily," groan Nicholas. Danielle grasped as her body are being lifted by Nicholas suddenly.
"Hey!" Danielle let out her protest. She knew how much close he is to cum. But Nicholas just turned her around and pulled out the zipper in her back, leaving her dress fell out to the floor.
Danielle shivers, her body tensing as she feels his fingers on her skin. She can't admit how hot he is when she sucked him and how badly it makes her wet.
"Now it's my turn," Nicholas said as he whispered in her ears. Heat fills Danielle's body as her neck are filled with Nicholas breaths and light kiss. Danielle can feel her body became weaker but his left arm kept her steady as he hugged her around the waist. His right hand started to unhooked her bra, revealing her breast open for Nicholas to see.
