- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- One post per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Futanari
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, romance, yaoi/yuri, vampires (non-twilight vampires preferred) though right now I'm VERY interested in finding a romance fantasy
King Andrew was excited. His queen and he, both of the age of twenty-nine, had not visited one another's bed chambers for quiet some time. He had had to make due with other... distractions in the hope that his queen would offer some interest in their sharing a bed soon or risk going insane with the wait. At last he had found a feat that might be even harder to gain, but by far a more interesting catch. The woman he had summoned was one of his queen's own lady in waiting. That would show her that he was not the kind of man that would wait around for a woman that was angry with him. If he could not have his Queen's body under his, then he would take one that was just as supple and delicious looking.
He saat within his own private chambers awaiting the arrival of said girl. Next to him was a table and yet another large back chair that he would offer her. On the table was a decanter of his finest wine and two goblets that were going to be used that evening, he was sure. He had seen her at a party the night before that he and his queen had attended, making nice in public while softly throwing sarcastic remarks to one another about one another in hopes to fuel some kind of bickering that would eventually lead to their interest in a bedding that might produce him a male heir at long last. He had three girls by his wife the Queen but none of them could be considered for the crown unless they were married and by the gods King Andrew was not going to let some wayward lord onto his thrown unless he had been either killed or could no longer produce a male heir. His queen however was of the opinion that three times was enough for child birth and would not bed him unless he--He! the King!--protected them both from the likelihood of another pregnancy! The gal of the woman!
He stood from his chair and started to pace. When would the girl get here? had his note note been specific?
My lady, come to the room in the Eastern Tower at dusk. I wish to speak to you. -Andrew
As far as he knew there was only one Andrew in this palace and it was him.
He saat within his own private chambers awaiting the arrival of said girl. Next to him was a table and yet another large back chair that he would offer her. On the table was a decanter of his finest wine and two goblets that were going to be used that evening, he was sure. He had seen her at a party the night before that he and his queen had attended, making nice in public while softly throwing sarcastic remarks to one another about one another in hopes to fuel some kind of bickering that would eventually lead to their interest in a bedding that might produce him a male heir at long last. He had three girls by his wife the Queen but none of them could be considered for the crown unless they were married and by the gods King Andrew was not going to let some wayward lord onto his thrown unless he had been either killed or could no longer produce a male heir. His queen however was of the opinion that three times was enough for child birth and would not bed him unless he--He! the King!--protected them both from the likelihood of another pregnancy! The gal of the woman!
He stood from his chair and started to pace. When would the girl get here? had his note note been specific?
My lady, come to the room in the Eastern Tower at dusk. I wish to speak to you. -Andrew
As far as he knew there was only one Andrew in this palace and it was him.