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A soft smile graced her lips at the kiss on her neck, her eyes fluttering closed a little as she enjoyed the feel of his lips against her skin.

"Too many people worry about what others think. I have never been one of those people, and I never will be." She hummed.

Her smile grew at his next words "I may have many demands as your wife. I hope you have cleared all plans for the nights after our wedding." She smirked a little. "After all, I want to give you many... many heirs." She hummed.

His lips truly tasted divine, and she knew she would never get enough of them. "If you do not wish for us to go further yet... then you should stop my love, because I definitely don't want to stop, I want every part of you right now."

Alastair tilted Isabella’s head to the side and placed a hungry yet chaste kiss to her neck. “I admire that about you,” Alastair informed his blonde beloved, cradling her in his arms. “I am madly, truly, deeply in love with you and cannot wait to call you my wife and my queen,” he informed her with a loving gaze.

Alastair returned the passion of the kiss, wrapping his arms tighter around Isabella as he dipped her a bit in the kiss.

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Isabella smiled at his words and stroked her thumb lightly over his cheek. "My Love. I have never been one to care about the words of others, to care about their gossip. It does not bother me, it never will. All that matters is how we feel about one another. How you love me, and I love you." She said softly.

As he pulled her closer, her arms wrapped over his shoulders, kissing him back with a passion she had only ever had with him.

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"Well its not like we can be easily seen in here." She smirked, her hands stroking his arms as she looked up into his eyes.

Isabella laughed softly "It is sweet that you think I have a reputation to protect." She breathed, her hand moving to his cheek. "My Love, you have nothing to protect me from." She replied.

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“I love you, Isabella, and as king I can impact your reputation positively…even if I cannot control the gossip, I can make sure it is not wide spread. You’re my fiancee, you deserve to be treated well,” Alastair insisted before passionately kissing his bride to be, holding her close as he made promises he intended to keep.

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Isabella looked at her with concern in her eyes, her hand moving to her back and lightly stroking it as Morgana lent into her shoulder.

She listened to her speak and as she asked her if she would stay, Isabella kissed the top of her head lightly.

"Oh Course my Lady. Anything you wish." She breathed. "Now, how about a I draw you a bath, help you relax a little?" She asked her softly. "I am sure I can talk to the healer in the village about a sleeping concoction to help you sleep tonight." She then said softly.

Morgana took the cup and sipped at the water, leaning in to Isabella's shoulder as she sought some comfort.

"I don't understand why I have to be haunted with such images," she looked up with her large, pale eyes ringed with dark circles.

"I cannot recall other than flames and death. There was so much misery and fear," she whispered, cuddling closer against Isabella, "will you stay with me tonight? I don't think I can face sleeping alone..."

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Edwards whole body felt like it was on fire, like tingles were coursing over every inch of his skin.

Moans grew louder, his back arching, his head spinning.

It was the most incredible sensation in the world. Feeling this rock hard man, stretching him, hitting all his nerve endings so perfectly.

His moans turned into little whimpers, his hand moving faster on his own cock.

"I am sure... I will like... these plans." He panted. "Oh I'm cumming... I'm cumming." He then grunted, his balls tightening, till he released a thick load over his own stomach.

Gwaine kept aiming for the sweet spot which had made Edward practically scream, grunting with the effort as he kept going.

He did like to make himself useful whilst he held out in a kingdom.

"You flatter me, I have plans for you whilst I'm here," He panted as he thrust hard, feeling his climax closing in.

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”You’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen”

Lizzie smiled softly as she looked at the other. "Oh, Merci." She breathed. "Erm.. Thank you." She then said in English.

The Petite woman felt her cheeks heat up a little and she was sure a pink tinge was now painting them.

She looked him over, and smiled softly "You are quite possibly the most Handsome thing I have ever seen."

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Edward arched his back more as Gwaine changed the angle and thrust in harder. His head rolled back, her hand letting go of his leg to reaching above him, pushing off the bed.

"Oh Fuck, Right there." He gasped, his hand working himself a little quicker, in time with Gwaine's thrusts.

Damn! This man really knew what he was doing, and it felt incredible.

"Oh Sir Gwaine.... you can... come to my chambers... whenever you want." He grunted.

Gwaine laughed, shifting his grip so he could change the angle and began to fuck Edward harder, long, deep thrusts that he hoped would hit the sweetest spot inside of him

"Good."

There was nothing like the noises a prince made when they came undone beneath him.

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Isabella poured some water for her, and sat on the edge of the bed. "Oh Morgana, I am so sorry you are being tormented with these nightmares." She said softly, her hand lifting to lightly touch her arm, as she offered her the water.

"If there was something I could do to help, I would." She said honestly. She hated seeing the beauty having had such an awful nights sleep because of the dreams that plagued her.

"What was it about?" She asked. Maybe talking about them would help.

Her fingers lightly stroked up and down the beauties bare arm, as she looked into those beautiful mesmerising eyes.

Morgana was tussled up in her sheets from a fitful night's sleep, hair somewhat messy.

But she wasn't concerned about her lady in waiting seeing her like this, Isabella had seen her like this and worse.

She sat up slowly, trying to smile, sheets falling around her waist, "not last night, no. I had awful nightmares again."

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Edward groaned louder. He didn't care if the guards heard him. In fact, he kind of relished in the thought of them hearing him.

His back arched, her eyes growing darker.

At Gwaine's words, Edward let out a breathless chuckle and nodded. "Oh Yes Sir Gwaine.... you... please me... perfectly." He groaned.

His hand loosened on the bed, as he moved it to his own cock, wrapping his fingers around himself and stroking himself.

Gwaine held Edward's leg up over his shoulder as he thrust in long, slow thrusts into the Prince, letting the other man watch as his thick cock stretched him over and over.

He shook back his mane of thick, dark hair and smirked at the Prince beneath him, "do I please you My Lord?"

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@mythandmajesty || Lady Isabella & Morgana

"Lady Morgana?" Isabella knocked on the door lightly before opening it.

"Good Morning My Lady." She smiled, walking towards the bed. "Did you sleep well?" She asked.

Isabella had been her lady in waiting for a while now, and honestly, she didn't mind. Morgana was beautiful and Isabella loved seeing the stunning woman in her thin nightgown.

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M/M spicy gif 2B (random)

Gwaine/Edward?

Based on this gif

Edward moaned louder, his hand gripping his thigh, the other gripping the sheets so tightly that his knuckles were white.

Gwaine was so big, he knew he was going to be sore in the morning, but it was worth it, to have this knight deep inside him.

"Oh Gwaine." He groaned, his eyes watching that thick rod vanishing inside him.

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Give me all the historical smutty things!!!

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"Well its not like we can be easily seen in here." She smirked, her hands stroking his arms as she looked up into his eyes.

Isabella laughed softly "It is sweet that you think I have a reputation to protect." She breathed, her hand moving to his cheek. "My Love, you have nothing to protect me from." She replied.

7) finding a somewhat private area at a fancy party to fuck (coat closet, empty office, secluded corner on the big balcony, hedge maze if we wanna get dramatic, etc) @cfroyalisms (From Isabella) - Sorry, resent, because forgot who it was from :P

@cfroyalisms // Isabella xx Alastair // Spicy Location Meme

“A hedge maze…how erotic,” Alastair teased Isabella, wrapping his arms around her torso and pulling her flush against him with his large, strong, yet gentle hands. He ran his hands over her figure, noticing curves he greatly appreciated. “We just can’t…can’t do too much for the sake of your reputation,” he insisted.

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send ❥ to give my muse a kiss on the forehead!

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send "you're the prettiest thing i've ever seen." to see my muse's reaction. ♡ [feel free to add context / actions / other dialogue as needed.]

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//Any of my partners around wanting to rp?

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“Come with me, I think I have a new escape for you.” to Edward

Edward rose a brow as he looked at the other. He wondered what new escape he meant, and was intrigued.

"And why should I trust you with this?" He asked with a smile, but went with him anyway. How could he not follow Trevor, he was had to resist.

"Are you not going to give me a hint at least?"

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from @lostliketearsinrain

Peter/Edward

Edward's mouth dropped open, his fingers gripping for Peter, holding him to him as he moaned louder. "OH Peter." He moaned.

He had never felt anything so incredible. Yes, the Prince had dabbled a little, and he knew his attraction was only ever towards men. But never had anyone fucked him like this. Never had anyone made him this good.

He didn't want Peter to stop, didn't want the sensation to stop.

"Oooh... more.. more please." He pleaded.