Her Protectors, Their Love
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
9,218
Reviews:
21
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Dress Shopping
Yvette lay on her bed, dressed and waiting to be told it was time to leave with some of her other sisters towards the city. Shopping was usually done inside the castle with tons of merchants and dress makers coming to the castle in hopes of pleasing a princess. Noble girls usually went to their shops. Yvette, along with some of her sisters, usually preferred to go to the shops as well. Yvette found it fun and easier to handle when she explained what she wanted to her dressmaker and it was a way to get out of the castle with her guards. Only one of them was allowed to come usually and they hadn’t told her which one would be accompanying her out.
Just as she began to tire and closed her eyes she felt someone lay behind her and wrap his arms around her. “Sweetheart your carriage is waiting for us.”
She turned and faced Patrick, cupping his face with her hands. “You’re coming?,” she asked with a smile, “Good I haven’t been able to leave here with you in a LONG time!” She felt his lips press against hers and a warm flush creep over her. She sighed softly, rubbing his cheeks as he pulled away. “You can’t see the dress okay? It’s a surprise.”
“Well it’s not like it’ll be staying on you very long that night. I plan on taking it off you personally.”
“You have three others who plan on that as well my darling guard.”
“I am fully aware of it, we even have a small wager going.”
Yvette mocked shock but she wasn’t quite shocked at all since it wouldn’t be the first time they did something like that. “Well good luck then,” she winked and got up, pulling him up as well, “Let’s go get me a dress!”
~~~~
Yvette walked into her personal dressmaker’s shop, Patrick not too far behind. Her dressmaker, Auric, entered the room followed by his two assistants. Flamboyant was the word that best described him, he didn’t dress his clients the way he dressed himself atleast and he was brilliant at dressing clients. “DARLING!,” he almost yelled, throwing open his arms, eyes wide open.
“Why Auric, you look lovely today,” Yvette said, “How are you?”
“Not as well as YOU are princess, you look amazing. Didn’t I make you that dress?”
Yvette blushed, flattening the dress, “Yes you did, it’s one of my favorites. But enough of that, you heard about the ball?”
Auric smiled and taking Yvette’s hand began pulling her towards the back of the shop, “Of course I did! Well-” He stopped and turned to Patrick, who hadn’t moved from his spot, “Well Patrick dear I can forgive not saying Hello to me but not coming with us?”
Yvette laughed as Patrick turned a bright shade of pink. “I’ll be staying here Auric, princess doesn’t want me to see the dress.”
Auric raised an eyebrow and laughed, “As you wish you darling man.” With that he brought Yvette to the back, Yvette quickly blowing Patrick a kiss before disappearing behind curtains.
“So I was thinking about something red. They like that color best on me.”
Auric didn’t need an explanation from Yvette as to who “they” were or why she cared, having overheard many talks with them in her bedroom in the castle and being one of the few people she trusted. “Sounds great my dear I think I have just the thing and no one else has one like it.”
“Good,” she said with a smile, stepping onto a platform in the room.
“And a mask? You’ll need one.”
“Oh yeah... oh but I hate masks, you know that.”
He laughed, pulling out a box from a shelf as his assistants grabbed two others. “I know dear and this is why I thought of something a little different for you.”
He opened the top to reveal a large ribbon, see through, covered in small red jewels. “Oh!,” she said with a smile, pulling it out. “But Auric it won’t stay on all night with my dancing.”
“Yes it will If I have a say,” he said, winking at her. He motioned to his assistant who stepped forward opening the boxes they held. Inside, all lined up in neat rows on black velvet lay jeweled hair pins. They were all beautiful, shaped like flowers, hearts, stars and the such but one of them stood out to her. She reached out to a ladybug pin, shinning with rubies and black and white diamonds. She smiled, holding the pin to the red ribbon. “Put it on me Auric, I want to see it.”
He handed his box to the assistant closest to him and stood behind her. Auric quickly tied her hair up into a bun so he could pin the ribbon to something. He wrapped the ribbon around her eyes and Yvette sighed with relief that she could see through it perfectly. She felt him tie it and she could tell he was making it into a large neat bow in the back of her hair and then took the pin from her hand and pined the bow to her hair. “There we go. What do you think?”
An assistant handed her a mirror and her eyes shone through the ribbon. “It’s perfect. Now all I need is a dress.”
With that he unpinned the ribbon and untied it, placing them in a in a box together and it was taken away. “Well darling, dresses I have got for you.” Auric snapped his fingers and instantly his assistants came in with a large box and placing it before her on a table, opened the box and pulled it out.
”Oh my Auric... you almost made me wish you loved women so I could repay you....”
~~~~
In the carriage on the way home, Yvette sat across from Patrick, starring out the window.
“Sweetheart? Something wrong?” Yvette turned to Patrick with a wary smile.
“Not exactly happy I guess. Patrick what if something happens at the masquerade?”
“Happens? Princess nothing is going to happen, we wouldn’t allow it.”
Yvette smiled and shook her head, “Guess I just worry alot for no reason.”
His eyes quickly got bright and he pulled her towards him, straddling his lap. “No worrying when you are with me,” he said, taking a smile bite at her lower lip. She groaned, grinding her hips down on him.
“We might get caught silly.”
“I may not care my love,” was his answer and with that she felt one of his hands slide down to unbutton his pants and his other hand cupped her face softly. She hands grasped at his neck, taking his kisses. She gave him enough room to free himself from his pants and she could feel his cock rub against her thong. She had only worn it since she was going out but now she regretted wearing one since it was getting wet and uncomfortable. She could feel him push up at her, knowing how much it would tease her if he did so.
“No being mean, I don’t like it,” she pouted. She unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt, kissing his neck. He felt his breathing pick and she nipped at his earlobe. “Pleeeeease fuck me Patrick,” she whispered. He was a sucker for dirty talk and she knew it. His fingers traveled between the cloth that separated them, rubbing softly against her clit and spreading the wetness around a bit.
“Please tell me who made you this wet princess... please tell me.”
“You did Patrick, now please start fucking me good.”
He didn’t need to be told twice and as he pulled aside her thong he pushed himself up into her. She groaned out loud, knowing full well outside the carriage no one could hear her. They were in the forrest now and no one would be able to see either. She could feel his hands grab her hips, bouncing her on his lap as hard as he could. Her nipples hurt from the lack of attention they were getting and she pushed her chest into his in an attempt to get his attention. Between her kisses he laughed and reaching up, unzipped the back of her dress enough to allow her breasts some freedom. His lips left hers to take a nipple in his mouth, causing her moan out loudly. His hand left her back to the other nipple, giving it a small squeeze. She giggled, cupping his face with her hands as he sucked and played with her nipples. She could feel his manhood hitting her limit and she felt a warm flush creeping over her. “Patrick,” she said, running her fingers through his hair, “I’m going to cum, God I am going to cum.” She felt his push up into her harder cause the warm flush to take over, spreading from her center, over her body. He groaned and with one more push up came inside her. They both took deep breaths, her lips softly kissing his neck.
~~~~
Yvette laughed as she entered her bedroom with Patrick, the others sitting around her bedroom, bored as hell. Their faces said it all when she walked in, that they had missed her and were jealous they hadn’t gone. She giggled in an attempt to make them smile, “So tell me about this bet!”
Just as she began to tire and closed her eyes she felt someone lay behind her and wrap his arms around her. “Sweetheart your carriage is waiting for us.”
She turned and faced Patrick, cupping his face with her hands. “You’re coming?,” she asked with a smile, “Good I haven’t been able to leave here with you in a LONG time!” She felt his lips press against hers and a warm flush creep over her. She sighed softly, rubbing his cheeks as he pulled away. “You can’t see the dress okay? It’s a surprise.”
“Well it’s not like it’ll be staying on you very long that night. I plan on taking it off you personally.”
“You have three others who plan on that as well my darling guard.”
“I am fully aware of it, we even have a small wager going.”
Yvette mocked shock but she wasn’t quite shocked at all since it wouldn’t be the first time they did something like that. “Well good luck then,” she winked and got up, pulling him up as well, “Let’s go get me a dress!”
~~~~
Yvette walked into her personal dressmaker’s shop, Patrick not too far behind. Her dressmaker, Auric, entered the room followed by his two assistants. Flamboyant was the word that best described him, he didn’t dress his clients the way he dressed himself atleast and he was brilliant at dressing clients. “DARLING!,” he almost yelled, throwing open his arms, eyes wide open.
“Why Auric, you look lovely today,” Yvette said, “How are you?”
“Not as well as YOU are princess, you look amazing. Didn’t I make you that dress?”
Yvette blushed, flattening the dress, “Yes you did, it’s one of my favorites. But enough of that, you heard about the ball?”
Auric smiled and taking Yvette’s hand began pulling her towards the back of the shop, “Of course I did! Well-” He stopped and turned to Patrick, who hadn’t moved from his spot, “Well Patrick dear I can forgive not saying Hello to me but not coming with us?”
Yvette laughed as Patrick turned a bright shade of pink. “I’ll be staying here Auric, princess doesn’t want me to see the dress.”
Auric raised an eyebrow and laughed, “As you wish you darling man.” With that he brought Yvette to the back, Yvette quickly blowing Patrick a kiss before disappearing behind curtains.
“So I was thinking about something red. They like that color best on me.”
Auric didn’t need an explanation from Yvette as to who “they” were or why she cared, having overheard many talks with them in her bedroom in the castle and being one of the few people she trusted. “Sounds great my dear I think I have just the thing and no one else has one like it.”
“Good,” she said with a smile, stepping onto a platform in the room.
“And a mask? You’ll need one.”
“Oh yeah... oh but I hate masks, you know that.”
He laughed, pulling out a box from a shelf as his assistants grabbed two others. “I know dear and this is why I thought of something a little different for you.”
He opened the top to reveal a large ribbon, see through, covered in small red jewels. “Oh!,” she said with a smile, pulling it out. “But Auric it won’t stay on all night with my dancing.”
“Yes it will If I have a say,” he said, winking at her. He motioned to his assistant who stepped forward opening the boxes they held. Inside, all lined up in neat rows on black velvet lay jeweled hair pins. They were all beautiful, shaped like flowers, hearts, stars and the such but one of them stood out to her. She reached out to a ladybug pin, shinning with rubies and black and white diamonds. She smiled, holding the pin to the red ribbon. “Put it on me Auric, I want to see it.”
He handed his box to the assistant closest to him and stood behind her. Auric quickly tied her hair up into a bun so he could pin the ribbon to something. He wrapped the ribbon around her eyes and Yvette sighed with relief that she could see through it perfectly. She felt him tie it and she could tell he was making it into a large neat bow in the back of her hair and then took the pin from her hand and pined the bow to her hair. “There we go. What do you think?”
An assistant handed her a mirror and her eyes shone through the ribbon. “It’s perfect. Now all I need is a dress.”
With that he unpinned the ribbon and untied it, placing them in a in a box together and it was taken away. “Well darling, dresses I have got for you.” Auric snapped his fingers and instantly his assistants came in with a large box and placing it before her on a table, opened the box and pulled it out.
”Oh my Auric... you almost made me wish you loved women so I could repay you....”
~~~~
In the carriage on the way home, Yvette sat across from Patrick, starring out the window.
“Sweetheart? Something wrong?” Yvette turned to Patrick with a wary smile.
“Not exactly happy I guess. Patrick what if something happens at the masquerade?”
“Happens? Princess nothing is going to happen, we wouldn’t allow it.”
Yvette smiled and shook her head, “Guess I just worry alot for no reason.”
His eyes quickly got bright and he pulled her towards him, straddling his lap. “No worrying when you are with me,” he said, taking a smile bite at her lower lip. She groaned, grinding her hips down on him.
“We might get caught silly.”
“I may not care my love,” was his answer and with that she felt one of his hands slide down to unbutton his pants and his other hand cupped her face softly. She hands grasped at his neck, taking his kisses. She gave him enough room to free himself from his pants and she could feel his cock rub against her thong. She had only worn it since she was going out but now she regretted wearing one since it was getting wet and uncomfortable. She could feel him push up at her, knowing how much it would tease her if he did so.
“No being mean, I don’t like it,” she pouted. She unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt, kissing his neck. He felt his breathing pick and she nipped at his earlobe. “Pleeeeease fuck me Patrick,” she whispered. He was a sucker for dirty talk and she knew it. His fingers traveled between the cloth that separated them, rubbing softly against her clit and spreading the wetness around a bit.
“Please tell me who made you this wet princess... please tell me.”
“You did Patrick, now please start fucking me good.”
He didn’t need to be told twice and as he pulled aside her thong he pushed himself up into her. She groaned out loud, knowing full well outside the carriage no one could hear her. They were in the forrest now and no one would be able to see either. She could feel his hands grab her hips, bouncing her on his lap as hard as he could. Her nipples hurt from the lack of attention they were getting and she pushed her chest into his in an attempt to get his attention. Between her kisses he laughed and reaching up, unzipped the back of her dress enough to allow her breasts some freedom. His lips left hers to take a nipple in his mouth, causing her moan out loudly. His hand left her back to the other nipple, giving it a small squeeze. She giggled, cupping his face with her hands as he sucked and played with her nipples. She could feel his manhood hitting her limit and she felt a warm flush creeping over her. “Patrick,” she said, running her fingers through his hair, “I’m going to cum, God I am going to cum.” She felt his push up into her harder cause the warm flush to take over, spreading from her center, over her body. He groaned and with one more push up came inside her. They both took deep breaths, her lips softly kissing his neck.
~~~~
Yvette laughed as she entered her bedroom with Patrick, the others sitting around her bedroom, bored as hell. Their faces said it all when she walked in, that they had missed her and were jealous they hadn’t gone. She giggled in an attempt to make them smile, “So tell me about this bet!”