Sold Into His Arms

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"Thank you, Pendus. I am quite surprised that you knew how to lace me up." She flashes a quick smile and then lowers her head nervously. "And my plans are your plans, prince. If you wish to be alone, then send me to wherever I shall be slumbering and I shall leave you to your own devices. I am here to serve." She curtsied, but not as low as a peasant would have to -she was still a princess, slave or not. Truth be told, Adelaide quite expected the prince to have his way with her as she had offered for him to tie her laces. She had trying to seduce him ever so subtly. Perhaps he did not find her attractive! Or, perhaps her preferred the different sex? She smiled at the last thought as one of her best friend Alexander who preferred a rugged man, to a soft woman. She would have to see if that was the case. "I am under your orders, Pendus. I shall do whatever you wish tonight"
 
Pendus was not quick to answer. Surely he found her quite attractive, much more than any woman he had ever seen. But to sleep with her on the first night, when he had no intentions of treating her as a slave? It was preposterous to him. "I-uh...I..." Pendus's head drooped. "Let's return to my room, only for a little though. If you are tired, surely I could escort you to a guest room." Pendus was feeling sick, the whole situation drove him crazy. His hormones told him one thing, while his mind told him the opposite. Eventually he led her back to his room. Once they were inside he closed the door behind him, staying for a moment to think as hard as he could about this. "Make your self comfortable Adelaide." Pendus said, making his way over to a chair.
 
She looked around his room instead of sitting as he had suggested. She took in all of his belongings and admired the little things that sat around. Adelaide had always loved rooms: you could tell so much of someone if you go into their room. Adelaide's room had been grand with all of her favourite things inside, it had been her safe haven.

She turned to the prince and then took a seat on the edge of the bed while smoothing her borrowed red dress. Adelaide looked at Pendus with a curious look. "Are you quite alright, Pendus? You look ill."
 
Pendus looked up, and smiled the best he could. "Certainly! I mean yes. I am fine." It was a lie. Having a beautiful woman such as her in his room made him quite the buffoon. "Do you need anything?" He asked, trying to break the awkward stage he was in. Pendus fumbled with his fingers and tried his best to not stare at her. Every time his eyes met her, he was slowly lost within her beauty. Pendus was a man who tried his best not to give into temptations.

"I can get you anything you'd like, what would you like?"
 
"I would like for you to look at me Pendus," she moved her head to try and get into his line of view, but the prince would not look. "Please," she tried again in a meek voice. "I am here to serve you, and if I do not qualify as attractive to you, then please -by all means- tell me how I may make myself more attractive to you." The princess still sat on the bed, hands folded into fists. She did not think that being the prince's slave was so bad. Then again... they had not done that yet. She princess swallowed a large lump in her throat and nervously awaited the prince's response.
 
Pendus finally collected himself enough to look at the princess. He offered a smile. "I-you are quite attractive, honestly. You are more beautiful than anyone I've ever seen. I just...I don't want to pressure you into anything. No even to talk to me. You are as free as I am, but I'm the only one that thinks so." He got up and moved over to her, taking a seat next to her on the bed. "You are fine just the way you are Adelaide." Pendus placed one hand on her soft, delicate hand. Even that was enough to send shivers through his body.
 
For some reason, Adelaide chose to really honestly believe the prince. She was just as free as him? But how could that happen? She was his slave! But she would not be one to argue freedom. "You are sure I appeal? Please, do not think me folly for asking so. I am no comment beseecher." This was going terrible! Some seductress she made! This caused her to giggle to herself, but she quickly silenced it with her hand. Though her pink, full lips were still pulled into a smile. "I do not think you would be pressuring me into anything, Sire."
 
Pendus smiled at her faint giggle. "Well, I do not want to press my desires against you, but would it be wrong to ask for a kiss?" His face flushed red after the questions. He was acting as a little kid would with a crush! This man, tall in stature, broad shoulders and over all fit demeanor, was brought to his knees by this goddess of a woman. "I can understand if you do not comply, and by all means I am not forcing this upon you. You have the right to answer against it." Pendus now looked down at the floor, it was the only way he was going to feel comfortable at that given moment. His hands had returned to his lap. Just the feeling of her near him was making Pendus nervous.
 
Adelaide noticed the prince's strange manner of acting, and she wanted to know what was troubling him so. She lifted her index finger and placed it under his chin, causing his face to rise. "Pendus?" Adelaide looked genuinely concerned -because she was. "It would not be wrong to ask for such a thing, prince." Adelaide blushed furiously and now it was her turn to look away.
 
"Oh." Pendus said surprised at her answer. Her face was a deep red, not too far off of his just a moment ago. He spoke no more now, instead taking action. His hand gently cupped her cheek and directed her face towards his. Pendus almost retreated but her face was too much to resist. Slowly he leaned in and with the most care, his lips touched against hers. They were incredibly soft and full. The kiss was simple, sweet. He pulled away briefly but soon his lips pressed against hers once more. He went no further than basic contact, but kisses her twice. His hand had slowly caressed her soft skin of her cheek.

Finally Pendus pulled away and his hand returned to himself. "Th-thank you." He said quietly, smiling sweetly.
 
Adelaide had melted when he kissed her. Aye, she had exchanged a few stolen kisses in the corridors of her kingdom, but they could not compete with this. She kissed him back, molding her lips to his. When he pulled back and thanked her, she whimpered. She wanted more. She wanted to kiss him more, but she would never be the one to initiate it. She did not want the prince to somehow think her promiscuous. Which was a strange thought seeing as the position she was in being his slave. But, gods, she wanted to kiss him again.
 
"That-that was much better than I had previously thought." Pendus said, laughing lightly. "I hope I did not make you uncomfortable." The thought hadn't crossed his mind. Oh, what if she thought he was a perverted man. She seemed to kiss back, but he was too caught up in the moment to ever notice. Pendus wanted nothing more than to kiss her again, but was to shying to ask. Her lips were pure ecstasy to him. "If I did offend you, I will not ask of it anymore from this point." he was staring to sound ridiculous.
 
Adelaide squeezed her eyes shut tight and was contemplating things. "Dammit." She had not meant to say it aloud, but -oops- it was out in the air now. "You did not offend, Pendus. I-I.." She couldn't do it, she was too shy as well. The prince seemed to be shy himself. This wouldn't prove to be a very progressive situation until one of them acted. "I-I.." she tried again, but all that came out were mindless stutters. She had never been put in this situation before. She was used to just going with whatever happened, she was an easy-to-deal-with kind of person. Could she buck up the courage to ask him to kiss her?
 
Pendus decided that if they both felt the same, then the following action wouldn't be miserable. He moved closer and in a few short moments was pressing his lips to hers again. It started off sweet, as before, but soon turned more passionate. Eventually he laid back, taking her with him. She was now positioned over him, the kisses not ceasing. It may have been too bold act, but Pendus invited his tongue into her mouth. When he met hers, Pendus shivered. Together their tongues danced. Pendus then moved a hand around onto her back placing it gently on the back of her neck. He was now lost in her.
 
Finally, he had kissed her. She did not know why, but Adelaide loved it when a man forcefully kissed her. Sure, she loved those tender exchanges of lips touching, but she also loved to be pressed close to this man.

They kiss. Adelaide places a small hand on his cheek and she presses her lips against his. She tries to lift her leg around his waist, but her mound of skirts prohibit her from doing so. So she settles for linking her ankle with his and pressing his lips further into his. She was lost in the kisses that were this prince, and she did not know that she would want to come back to reality for a while. She was content.
 
Pendus was hesitant to do any more than kiss this beautiful woman. Frankly he was fine with what was happening, but the back of his mind begged for more. His hand did wander along her back, feeling the cloth, but wanting to feel beneath. It was then, almost by accident, that he unlaced her corset. It was not fully, but enough to release the pressure they usually had on the woman. "Oh! I am sorry!" Pendus exclaimed, temporarily halting their make out session.

"I-I did not mean to do that! Please forgive me!" His words were shaky and he waited, horrified for her reaction, the last thing he wanted to do was to upset her, whether she was his slave or not.
 
Feeling brave and adventurous for some reason, she decided to hell with it back. Perhaps she was too drunk off of kisses to think clearly. "Do not apologise." And with that, she pulled him back down into the kiss. She unconsciously arches her back and presses herself into him.

She had never met a man who could make her lose her self like this. She had never met anyone who made her weak in the knees before, either... She was definitely enjoying herself though
 
Pendus accepted this and kissed back. He rolled her under him so he was on top. Pendus pressed himself against her, and began kissing her cheek. His trail of kisses lead down her jawline to her neck. He began to nibble on it, licking over the marks to subdue any pain. His hands now scaled her tiny form, running along her sides. Pendus couldn't believe this was happening, it was too good to be true.
 
She almost let out a whimper of pleasure as he worked on her neck. Her neck had always been a sensitive place. She reached up her arms and placed them behind his head, allowing him to be closer to her. She stretched her neck to allow him better access and sighed in happiness.
 
What was going on? Pendus had never intended any of this to even take place, she was a princess and he barely knew her. Yet, he felt so strongly a connection. He couldn't stop. It was when his hands reached her breasts that he knew that point had been reached. He gauged her reactions as he groped her breasts over the dress. It wasn't much contact but his hands had reach a normally untouched area of normal, everyday interaction. He wanted to feel them bare, but Pendus did not know how far Adelaide was willing to go.
 
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