Im so very confused at the amount of King George x Reader Fics , though I haven't done any deep diving to find King George x Queen Charlotte fics, its almost weird that its not the first thing that comes up when I searcf up QC in tumblr, to this day I have yet to see a single King George x Queen Charlotte fics and I am utterly confused as to why, when they have one of the most beautiful portrayals of love I have ever seen on in any netflix show,
I don;t know but I feel like it's because Charlotte is Black, I could be completely wrong but this is what it feels like and if you have come across any good fanfics with these two as the pairing can you please recommend them? I'd love to read some
Nothing on this app confuses me anymore. Your instincts aren’t wrong, we all know why there aren’t many King George x Queen Charlotte fics. It really doesn’t surprise me at all. They can’t even write a a simple reader insert properly without some kind of white!coding thrown in there, you think they’ll be able to write Queen Charlotte?? Of course not. They don’t even try to use a mix of gifs/pics of her for their “aesthetics” for the reader but they will surely use only non-POC women.
Unfortunately I haven’t come across any good George x Charlotte fics. But when I do, I’ll make a recommendation link for them. Until then I’ll just continue reading the Queen Charlotte book, which I highly recommend. It’s written by Bridgerton author, Julia Quinn, and also Shonda Rhimes. The book is 98% word for word of the show but it’s much deeper.
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Carriage Rides
Pairings- King George iii x reader
Summary - no plot just smut
Warnings- unprotected sex in a carriage. (18+)
“Your majesty” Reynolds' voice outside the carriage door brought you both back to reality. Just outside those doors were your subjects , waiting patiently for their king and queen.
“Do not open that door Reynolds” George ordered, his hips continuing to thrust up against yours. Your own hips rolling against his, chasing your end.
“Is everything alright your majesty?” Reynolds' voice interrupts you once again, George’s hands grip tightly around the bunched up material of your dress.
His brows furrowed together in anger, he was so close. If people stop interrupting the two of you, you would be finished. On the way to the meeting but apparently no one had patience these days.
“Splendid Reynolds, now you keep that door closed or so help me I will have you beheaded” George quips, his attention moves back to yours.
His hand grips your jaw and pulls you down to his lips. Your hips begin their movement once more, your dress was in the way. Stopping you both from being as close to one another as possible, you hated it.
“Oh! George” you cried into his mouth, the corner of his lips turning up into a grin. He loved the sounds you made, he loved the way your voice would get raspier with each thrust of the hip.
“That’s it sweet y/n… doing so good” he whispered, you could feel the carriage move from under you. Your bodies causing the carriage to sway slightly, the sounds of the footmen chatting outside brought you out of your haze once more.
“Hey hey… don’t mind them y/n… look at me, feel me”
You nodded your head, placing your hands on his shoulder. His own hands groped at your breast, he so desperately wanted them out of the stupid dress you had been put into, but there wasn’t enough time to get you both undressed.
“Get off” he orders, moving you away from him. It’s not easy to move around the small space of the carriage but he is able to push your body against the window, your knees pressed against the cushion of the seat.
His body meets yours once again and he pushes inside of you, you bite down on the red curtain.
“You needn’t hide those sweet sounds my Queen… let them hear”.
You do as he says and let the material fall from your mouth, instead gripping it with your hands as his hips meet yours.
Moans and groans fill the carriage, traveling outside to where Reynolds and Brimsley stand guard at the door. Their eyes meet for a moment and they share a knowing look, they begin to order the crowd to move along. Telling them their king and queen will be a few moments longer.
“Oh George!”
“your doing such a good job my love”
Your walls begin to flutter around him, squeezing him deeper and deeper in. Your toes curl within the diamond encrusted shoes that hold your feet captive.
“Do not stop” you chant, you're so close to your release. You want nothing more than to cum around him.
“I’m going to bury my seed so deep into you… we are going to have many babies my love”
“Christ!”
Suddenly it happens, your release. White hot, blinding pleasure overwhelms your senses, your vision begins to blur and a moan escapes you. You tremble against the seat of the carriage, mind blank and fuzzy.
“That’s it my love… milk me dry”
Just as your pleasure begins to fade you feel his seed shoot deep inside of you a new warmth within you. George’s hips stutter against your bottom, a soft groan escapes his lips.
“We must make haste” you state, his cock falls out of you. Fixing your multi layer dress until you looked what you deemed perfect.. “Do I-”
“You look beautiful my love”.
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