Author's Note: I've never written anything like this before, so all constructive feedback and suggestions are welcome! I really hope you enjoy it! This series will branch into different categories (straight sex, threesomes, etc.), so stay tuned for more!
-Lamb
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Ellora
A cool breeze brushed against my cheek, waking me gently. My hair tickled my neck and shoulders as I turned my face to the open window. The sun was just above the horizon and the air wasn't warm yet. It wasn't unbearably cold, as spring was starting, but it was chilly enough to make me snuggle closer to my bed partner. Merissa was sound asleep beside me. She rarely woke up first, and convincing her to get out of bed was more difficult and more dangerous than taking a Servi bear's cubs. If anyone else tried to wake her before she was ready, the entire castle would hear about it. But I was an exception. I considered allowing her to sleep for a bit longer, but we had some important guests arriving soon—including the king she was meant to marry. Their parents had arranged their betrothal when they were young; they had met before when they were children, yet my mistress didn't seem to remember the event. Merissa assured me that her marriage would not affect our relationship in the slightest, and I tried to trust her, but I couldn't completely get rid of the apprehension that made my heart pound. Losing her would change everything, turn everything upside down. I shook my head to banish all unwelcome thoughts and focused on my mistress.
Careful so as not to disturb her, I slid under the soft white sheet and found my way between her legs. I parted her thighs gently, settling between them, bringing my face close to her hot core. My tongue traveled from her clit to her entrance and back up again. I pulled apart her lips with my thumbs, revealing her lovely pink center. Gently, my tongue pushed into her folds. She was sweet, like always. It was enough to make me drunk. A hushed moan escaped my throat as I tasted her. I sucked lightly on her soft flesh, and she began to stir. Her body rotated a bit, pushing her hips towards my face. It was clear she was fully awake when I heard her chuckle quietly. The sheet was lifted, exposing me to her sight for the first time this morning. She smiled at me and my heart leapt in my chest. Her icy blue eyes cut through me.
"Good morning to you, too, Ellora," she muttered, gasping softly when I pushed a finger into her. One of her hands tangled itself in my dark curls and pressed my face further into her velvety cunt. Soft mumbles urged me to continue.
She always told me she loved feeling my tongue reach inside her, so I stretched my tongue into her as far as it could go. My fingers teased and circled her clit, forcing delicate moans out of her. Her back arched off the bed, and I licked at her faster, wanting nothing more than to please her. She always seemed to cum sooner when she had just woken up, so it wasn't long before she was shaking and crying out to the gods. Her sweet juices coated my tongue and I lapped at her hungrily even after her release had passed. We were both panting when I eventually managed to pull my face away from her.
"Such a good girl," Merissa purred. She tugged my hair, pulling me up her body until our lips met. Her tongue pushed its way between my lips, and my mouth tongue welcomed the intrusion. Our tongues wrestled as our hands touched whatever they could reach—breasts, hips, shoulders. She pinched my thigh and laughed when I yelped.
My small pout tugged at the corners of my mouth for just a moment before I rolled onto my back beside her. It was impossible for me to be upset with her. A smile forced its way across my face and I said, "Good morning, mistress. How did you sleep?"
"Wonderfully, of course," she told me. "Every night next to you is perfect. Thank you for joining me."
She adjusted so she was lying on her side, her head propped up by her left hand. A bird trilled outside and a breeze lifted the sheer canopy that surrounded the bed. Neither of us spoke for a moment.
"When do you think they'll arrive?" I asked softly, reaching out my hand to stroke her hip.
"Around noon, based on King Selvin's last correspondence. We'll meet them in the throne room," she explained. "We should prepare."
"Yes, mistress."
She slid out of the bed and through the part in the canopy, exposing her naked figure to the morning air. Standing in front of the window, she stretched her arms high above her head. Her pale skin was almost glowing in the light. Her golden hair shone as bright as the sun itself. My mouth watered at the thought of touching her again, but I stopped my hands from reaching out and rolled out of bed. Merissa pulled a short robe over her body before crossing the room to pull a string by the door. We couldn't hear the bell on the other end, but a maid appeared within two minutes.
"Prepare a hot bath. Oh, and we'll be taking our meal in the north dining room," Merissa explained to the young woman who scurried off to carry out her orders.
My mistress then crossed the room to her clothing chest. I joined her as she scrutinized each dress within. The purple one was too stiff. Brown made her look boring. She simply didn't feel like wearing yellow. She eventually decided on a silk crimson gown that draped lazily over her body. It showed off her curves without being restrictive. Long sleeves. Low-cut chest. Regal and queenly but enticing. For me, she chose a gold dress of the same fabric as hers. Unlike her dress, though, mine was short. It didn't reach much lower than my mid-thigh, and there were slits running from the bottom hem to my hips on both sides. Showing off my breasts made my heart beat fast and my cheeks turn pink, but Merissa said it would be a shame to hide them from the world. The fabric of the gold dress was enough to cover them, but bending over too far was definitely a dangerous game.
