"Ohhh Skye. Oh Yea." Andrew called out.
Skye stood behind Andrew, who's pants were down around his ankles. She was fully dressed and rubbing her hands up and down his back.
Andrew was ambitiously stroking himself.
"Come on. You can do it for me, baby. Do it for Skye." Her sweet voice cooed.
A few more swift tugs on his erection and he released.
"Uhh. Uhh. Uhhhhh. Uhh." he moaned out.
Andrew ejaculated, shooting his semen into the open space in front of him.
"Oh yeah baby. You know what Skye likes." she said as she rolled her eyes.
Andrew's legs grew weak. He turned and hurried to a chair to sit down.
Skye walked over to him. She leaned forward, resting her hands on his tense thighs, and kissed him gingerly on the lips.
"That was fun." she said.
Andrew reached out like he was going to bring her onto his lap but she quickly turned and walked away. He watched with a smirk as the beautiful princess exited the room.
Skye opened the door to the ballroom and glanced around. She didn't see any of her friends, except for Colin and Frederick, who looked as though they were engrossed in a serious conversation. She turned around and eyed the main stairs.
Closing the door, she looked to make sure no one was around and she hurried upstairs.
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Victoria exited her room. She was bracing herself for a massive celebration that she wanted no part of. But, she knew it was something she had to do.
She began thinking of how James popped into her room. Her constant escapes were starting to draw suspicion. If he noticed she was gone, everyone else probably has to. If there was one thing she didn't want, even less than this celebration, it was to try and explain her way out of the constant absences.
As she slowly wandered down the hall, trying to take as much time as possible, she noticed Sky heading around the corner toward Desmond and Demona's rooms.
Quickly and quietly, she hustled past the steps to the corner of where the hallway turned, making sure to keep out of sight.
Skye knew Desmond' and Demona's rooms were across from each other.
If anyone asks, I'm looking for Demona.
She thought to herself.
She made her way down the hall and stood outside Desmond's room.
"Skye?" a voice from behind her called.
She turned to see Victoria standing behind her.
"Oh. Victoria. Hi." Skye said nervously.
"What are you doing up here?" Victoria asked sternly.
"I'm looking for Demona. She left the ballroom and I haven't seen her since."
"Well, her door is behind you." Victoria spoke accusingly.
Skye turned and looked at Demona's door, then back to Victoria who stared at her angrily.
"I know. I just thought I heard something in Desmond's room so..."
"So you wanted to check to see if everything was okay?" Victoria finished.
Skye looked down and away for a moment, then back at her.
"Victoria, it's really none of your business why I'm here. I'm not bothering you so, why don't you go celebrate your birthday and leave me alone." Skye snapped.
"Well, I have to talk to Desmond so, yes, you are bothering me." Victoria quickly responded.
Demona's door opened.
"Skye?" Demona asked.
"Demona. There you are. I was just coming up to see how you are."
She shot a glance at Victoria who walked past her and knocked on Desmond's door before opening it.
"I'm getting ready for the party, Skye." Demona said.
"Great. Let's pick something out for you. You're going to look dazzling."
Skye brushed past Demona and into her room. Demona watched as Victoria closed Desmond's door behind her. She turned and closed her door.
Victoria turned around and saw Desmond standing by his bed. He was nude and piecing together a suit.
"Oh My." Victoria startled.
Desmond turned and looked at her.
"Victoria."
He noticed her glancing repeatedly down at his lower half. It took him a moment to realize he was nude. He quickly covered his private area.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
Victoria was dumbfounded. She couldn't come up with anything.
"Um. Well I...I wanted to thank you. You know, for earlier." She finally let out.
"Thank me for what?" he said.
"Just uh, for noticing I haven't been myself and..."
"It's okay." Desmond cut her off. "There's no need to thank me."
Victoria sighed.
"But." he continued. "I do have to get dressed so, if you don't mind, I'll talk to you at the celebration?"
"Oh. Yes. I'm sorry. Of course." she stumbled with her words.
Desmond gave her a half smile before turning his attention back to his clothing. She turned and hurried out the door and closed it behind her. She leaned back against it and sighed.
"Wow." she said quietly to herself.
Giving Demona's bedroom door an angry glare, she turned and hurried down the hall, nearly tripping in her heels. She stopped at the stairs and looked down. She then glanced down the hall to her bedroom.
Without a second thought, she hurried past the stairs and entered her bedroom.
Locking the door behind her, she strode across her room, removing her dress so eagerly that it dropped to the floor before she reached her bed.
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Many torches and a few fire pits lit the courtyard of the castle. The sun was setting quickly and the celebration has already begun. The Royal Family of Magestia sat upon their thrones. Victoria and Demona sat to the right of Queen Rebecca, and Desmond sat to the left of King Edmund.
Victoria scanned the courtyard in search of Skye. It was crowded but spaced out enough that she was able to locate her at the far end with Princess Melina and Princess Alexis. Studying her tendencies, she noticed a lot of glances toward the Royal Family, particularly to the far right where Desmond sat.
Victoria looked over to Desmond, who was smiling, but he seemed focused on the corner where Skye was standing. She glanced to Demona who obviously noticed the same thing. The glare she gave Desmond was intense enough to shatter glass.
King Edmund and Queen Rebecca stood. Bayard made his way to the King's side.
"May I have your attention please?" Bayard announced.
