SIMPLE AND CLEAN
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
4,855
Reviews:
15
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Unknown To Them
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Characters, stories, settings, etc. belong to me. Please do not use anything or reprint without my permission. Again this all belongs to me.
This is a fictional story and characters are not based on any other people or characters.
For questions my e-mail is xxfrost25xx@aol.com
NOTE: YOU MAY RECOGNIZE A NAME FROM A PAST STORY OF MINE. IT IS NOT THE SAME CHARACTER.
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW
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Zach stood and watched Michelle give her speech, her father beaming behind her. He knew she hated giving these speeches. As the only child and a daughter she was raised differently than other princess would have been in their culture. He had taken an oath and watched over her since she was 13. That had been 6 years ago.
“Thank you again. I hope that our continued work towards the common goal of peace stays strong.” Michelle smiled as the nobles cheered. She turned to Zach, knowing full well he would escort her to the carriage that would carry them back to the castle. Her father never let her stick around for these formal meetings between kingdoms, not that she cared. She preferred to be in her room, comfortable.
As soon as Zach and Michelle were in the privacy of the carriage and Zach had stuck his head out the window to tell the driver to go Michelle hitched the red long dress she wore up to her hips and crossed her legs under herself and sighed. She spoke, not noticing Zach’s eyes were observing her bare legs, “Zach I swear I do not want to be queen ever, got it?! Not ever ever ever.... And while I’m on the subject how about you bribe this guy to take us far far away?”
He laughed a little and smiled at her. Still the funny, silly girl he had sworn to protect. Only now she was a beautiful woman his body yearned for. If only he knew her jokes followed the old earth saying “50% of what people joke about is true.” Her joke was no joke but a deep desire. “Sorry princess no go.”
“Michelle! Don’t call me princess Zach I hate it you know that!”
“I know that but the if the driver hears the king eventually will as well and get upset you are well aware.”
“Ugh...”
“Now how about some lessons before your father arrives back at the castle?”
“Thought you’d never ask!”
He had been teaching her, in private of course, sword play. Guns were still used in these times but rarely. Swords were the main weapon.
The castle was in the middle of a huge closed off area of land. The walls were big, thick and tall. Strong enough to protect the castle. The land inside those walls was a sight to see. Rich and fertile. Waterfalls, a small lake, flowers that could blow your mind, trees as far as the eye could see from the tallest tower. They were still atleast an hour away from the castle so she got comfortable and rested her head on Zach’s shoulder, looking out the carriage.
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She had always considered Zach to be an amazing image of what a man should be. When her father had introduced him as her new guard she had her first experience with finding a male attractive. She had been 13 and he had been 24. He had grown on her. He was in her dreams nightly. He made her laugh and smile. Her maids, especially her head maid Monica, HATED her attachment to Zach. Especially when he brought her her breakfast early, before any of them had the chance to go and wake her. She never understood why Zach liked to bring her her breakfast but she told herself it must be because he knew how much she loved to bother her maids.
Zach wasn’t supposed to teach her to fight but when at 15 she had begged him to teach her he couldn’t say no. She was a dancer so her fighting was a sight to see, graceful and a work of art. He would teach her deep in the woods surrounding the castle, next to a stream that led to the lake.
Michelle knew she loved him one night when she was 16 and had woken up in the middle of the night with him on her mind. It was the day she had convinced him to go swimming with her in the lake. She could remember the way his chest had shinned from the water in the sun. She could remember the smell of his skin when she held on to his back and he brought her deep into the lake. She had touched herself for the first time that night. She had no idea what had come over her but she knew that thinking of him that way and feeling between her legs made her too happy to not do it.
Zach knew he loved her that same night. Unknown to Michelle he had woken up when she had from a wet dream. He had imagined her wet body underneath the tunic she had taken from him to swim in. He had imagined her smile and her breathing onto his skin. Suddenly he had heard her let a moan escape her throat in the room next door. And then another. She was enjoying the new feeling a little too much to think that her guard had a room that was joined to hers. But he didn’t know she was thinking of him. All he knew was that she had to be enjoying her body and he didn’t hesitate to do the same to his surprised. He mixed the small moans from the room next door with his image of her swimming into one.
This went on for years. She tried to stay quiet but sometimes, to Zach’s content in the other room, she couldn’t help let her moans slip. Zach on the other hand managed to keep his quiet, not wanting her to figure out he enjoyed hers.
~~~~
When they got to the castle they walked towards the woods, hoping no one noticed, so he could train her for a little before the king arrived.
Characters, stories, settings, etc. belong to me. Please do not use anything or reprint without my permission. Again this all belongs to me.
This is a fictional story and characters are not based on any other people or characters.
For questions my e-mail is xxfrost25xx@aol.com
NOTE: YOU MAY RECOGNIZE A NAME FROM A PAST STORY OF MINE. IT IS NOT THE SAME CHARACTER.
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW
**********************************************
Zach stood and watched Michelle give her speech, her father beaming behind her. He knew she hated giving these speeches. As the only child and a daughter she was raised differently than other princess would have been in their culture. He had taken an oath and watched over her since she was 13. That had been 6 years ago.
“Thank you again. I hope that our continued work towards the common goal of peace stays strong.” Michelle smiled as the nobles cheered. She turned to Zach, knowing full well he would escort her to the carriage that would carry them back to the castle. Her father never let her stick around for these formal meetings between kingdoms, not that she cared. She preferred to be in her room, comfortable.
As soon as Zach and Michelle were in the privacy of the carriage and Zach had stuck his head out the window to tell the driver to go Michelle hitched the red long dress she wore up to her hips and crossed her legs under herself and sighed. She spoke, not noticing Zach’s eyes were observing her bare legs, “Zach I swear I do not want to be queen ever, got it?! Not ever ever ever.... And while I’m on the subject how about you bribe this guy to take us far far away?”
He laughed a little and smiled at her. Still the funny, silly girl he had sworn to protect. Only now she was a beautiful woman his body yearned for. If only he knew her jokes followed the old earth saying “50% of what people joke about is true.” Her joke was no joke but a deep desire. “Sorry princess no go.”
“Michelle! Don’t call me princess Zach I hate it you know that!”
“I know that but the if the driver hears the king eventually will as well and get upset you are well aware.”
“Ugh...”
“Now how about some lessons before your father arrives back at the castle?”
“Thought you’d never ask!”
He had been teaching her, in private of course, sword play. Guns were still used in these times but rarely. Swords were the main weapon.
The castle was in the middle of a huge closed off area of land. The walls were big, thick and tall. Strong enough to protect the castle. The land inside those walls was a sight to see. Rich and fertile. Waterfalls, a small lake, flowers that could blow your mind, trees as far as the eye could see from the tallest tower. They were still atleast an hour away from the castle so she got comfortable and rested her head on Zach’s shoulder, looking out the carriage.
~~~~
She had always considered Zach to be an amazing image of what a man should be. When her father had introduced him as her new guard she had her first experience with finding a male attractive. She had been 13 and he had been 24. He had grown on her. He was in her dreams nightly. He made her laugh and smile. Her maids, especially her head maid Monica, HATED her attachment to Zach. Especially when he brought her her breakfast early, before any of them had the chance to go and wake her. She never understood why Zach liked to bring her her breakfast but she told herself it must be because he knew how much she loved to bother her maids.
Zach wasn’t supposed to teach her to fight but when at 15 she had begged him to teach her he couldn’t say no. She was a dancer so her fighting was a sight to see, graceful and a work of art. He would teach her deep in the woods surrounding the castle, next to a stream that led to the lake.
Michelle knew she loved him one night when she was 16 and had woken up in the middle of the night with him on her mind. It was the day she had convinced him to go swimming with her in the lake. She could remember the way his chest had shinned from the water in the sun. She could remember the smell of his skin when she held on to his back and he brought her deep into the lake. She had touched herself for the first time that night. She had no idea what had come over her but she knew that thinking of him that way and feeling between her legs made her too happy to not do it.
Zach knew he loved her that same night. Unknown to Michelle he had woken up when she had from a wet dream. He had imagined her wet body underneath the tunic she had taken from him to swim in. He had imagined her smile and her breathing onto his skin. Suddenly he had heard her let a moan escape her throat in the room next door. And then another. She was enjoying the new feeling a little too much to think that her guard had a room that was joined to hers. But he didn’t know she was thinking of him. All he knew was that she had to be enjoying her body and he didn’t hesitate to do the same to his surprised. He mixed the small moans from the room next door with his image of her swimming into one.
This went on for years. She tried to stay quiet but sometimes, to Zach’s content in the other room, she couldn’t help let her moans slip. Zach on the other hand managed to keep his quiet, not wanting her to figure out he enjoyed hers.
~~~~
When they got to the castle they walked towards the woods, hoping no one noticed, so he could train her for a little before the king arrived.