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A Royal Affair (Kolath&NightDagger)

NightDagger

NightDagger

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The ball was in full swing now, costumed participants dancing and indulging in drinks. Quite frankly Lady Anne was pleased with the outcome, in her early 30's she was lovely indeed, with long black hair piled high in carefully constructed curls and twists. Like the other's she was dressed in costume, a butterfly. Rich purples, red, green and oranges decorated her gown the corset making her lovely breasts even more obvious even as it sculpted her body perfectly.

She used to love such celebrations where she could dance, mingle and flirt with various men without them knowing who she was. It wasn't as though she didn't love her husband. But it had been quite sometimes since he indulged her with any more then a few kisses and embraces. It was her son who sought her attention and made her feel as though a woman should. Especially an attractive one like Anne. It had started a few months ago, the first time her son came to her and seduced her into his bed. Now they were almost always trying to sneak in moments for one another, which was why she disliked the party. There was a high risk if her son should come to her that someone would catch them.

Still it was a risk she was willing to take because her husband had been paying far too much attention to her. It had been almost a week since her son and she had a moment of physical enjoyment between the two of them. She'd half expected him to sneak up on her and lure her away with that charming smile of his. It was a shame she'd lost him in the crowd.
 
Ralph watched the finery of the ball swirl passed as he danced with a young girl dressed as a swan. He thought it a little funny since that was just what his father had come as. The idea fit the girl perfectly the elegance and beauty of a swan complementing her form. However for his father the regal pose and kingly stature didn’t do it. Those are what his father said he was trying to do but it just didn’t work, the costume made him seem foolish and feminine.

He shook his head as he finished the dance moving away from the swan. There was a reason that Ralph had chosen to mix his customs. He combined the concepts of a wolf and a mythical dragon. The most loyal animal ever created, and the strongest most cunning predator. The wolf was the main motif of his costume with the swept back ears and elongated snout. However standing out from his shoulders and back were the wings of a dragon. Clearly not the full size but never the less imposing.

Even as he had been dancing with other women his mind only held place for one of them. he slowly made his way around the ballroom spotting and moving behind her. his hands reached out and lightly brushed her arms loving the fact that the masks let them touch so in public. He leaned forward whispering into her ear. “I need you mother,” he gently brushed in hands down to hers and slowly started to draw her out of the ballroom out into the cool night air of the garden.
 
The familer rush of pleasure greeted her when she heard her son whisper in her ear. Smiling softly she looked around once before allowing him to lead her out into the rather empty garden. There were a few couple on the balcony cuddling whispering sweet words to one another. None of them noticed a beautiful butterfly being whisked away by a handsome stranger into the shadows and if they did, well Anne wasn't the only butterfly at the party.

She laughed softly as the two of them moved down the garden paths deeper into the darkness. The garden was his mother's pride and joy, she'd planted every seedling herself and while the gardener tended to them now, every flower had a place. Right now they were travelling down the violet path as it was called for the number of deep purple violet flowers that swayed gently in the breeze. "Where are we going?" she asked softly excitment tight in her breast. Over the past month she grown to trust her son with everything, but she couldn't help be wonder.

Off the violet path now on the rose path the sweet smells filling the air around them. The pair travelled deeper into the garden away from wandering eyes. She felt like a girl again sneaking away with a handsome gaurd for a few chaste kisses and touches. It was easy to forget this handsome man was her son now. The love she felt for him was much deeper then paternal.
 
He smiled leading her down the paths through the flower gardens. There was a pale that though she had prepared and planted everything in this garden, he didn’t think even she knew about it. he stopped about halfway down the rose path stepping into the flower bed and slowly guiding her over to the hedge. “A place that was made by nature just for use mother.” He pressed against the hedge dividing the garden into different paths.

The hedge spread open before him and though it was tight there was enough room for her to come through behind him. they were now between the rose and violet paths and on each side was the hedge rows with the flowers coming out between the branches as well as under their feet.

He led his mother down a path between the hedges to a point were four hedges met. The four hedges were joined by a circular hedge that made the place totally enclosed. The violets, roses, yellow snap dragons and snow crocuses coming from the four paths around the hedges. All the flowers came together above their heads making a rich canopy of flowers and the stars above them. he had already prepared for this night a blanket laying out on the soft ground of the flower bed waiting for them.
 
"Oh my it's lovely." she said as she looked around the small clearing. "All my flowers meet here. I didn't even know it happened." she touched the snap dragons with long delicate fingers. "How did you find this place love?" It hardly seemed to be in plain sight they'd travelled so deeply through the undergrowth it had to have been by accident. It touched her to know he'd taken her to this place and she turned towards him.

Pulling off her mask she removed her sons. He was tall now, as tall as her if not taller. So it was easy to wrap her arms around his neck and press her lips to his. The kiss was gently questing like all thier kisses, each on felt like the first. Her lips parted tounge darting out to brush over his before slipping back into the confines of her mouth. It lingered there for several minutes before she broke it and smiled at him.

"Lets enjoy it while your father is busy trying to woo young women." she murmered undoing the various pins holding her hair up she let her dock locks fall around her face before sitting down on the blanket. She gave him a come hither look, licking her lips gently. The passion she felt for her son boiling in her blood.
 
Ralph smiled kissing her back and slowly moving to settle down beside her on the blanket. “I found it a long time ago my love when I was playing as a child. The beauty was lost on me then but now I find that its beauty pales in comparison to you.” He smiled and leaned in lightly brushing his hand over her cheek before kissing her back just like she had him. his tongue flicked along her lips but rather then pulling back it stayed there requesting entrance.

His one hand slipped up into her hair tangling in the loosened locks. Each silken strand brushing over his fingers and slipping between them slowly. His other hand slipped around behind her waist pulling her against him tightly just holding her close. His firm toned body pressed against the soft curves of hers melding them together like they had been made for each other.
 
Her son was such a romantic, a sweet , well mannered but dominant romantic. His words made a blush stain her cheeks and butterflies flutter in her stomach. It was astounding just how young he was able to make her feel without even really trying all that hard. It was almost impssible to imagine this man as the boy she'd raised for so long. Her lips parted accepting his request as her arms wrapped around the back of his neck.

Even being a full grown adult her son was taller then her. She was able to comfortable fit against his body without feeling akward or embaressed. Where as with her husband they were so close to the same height it felt odd when he tried to hold her. With Ralph it felt so right, if only they weren't related....she'd marry him despite the age differance. Breaking the hot kiss she smiled up at him and reached back. It took a bit of manuvering but she managed to get the corest loosened somewhat so it ceased crushing her ribs.
 
Ralph growled softly into the kiss feeling her arch against him and work on getting her corset open. He leaned back and smiled brushing his hands over her corseted sides and up over her still firm breasts. “Mmm let me my love, I want to undress you this time.” He moved to one side to let her sit up for him. he had always told her how much he wanted to undress her and watch her covered skin slowly be exposed to him. but the times they had been together before were planned and she had been waiting for him in her bed either naked or just a sheer nightgown. Or had been times of intense passion where mostly they got her skirts out of the way and he entered her as fast as they could. This was the first time that was not totally planned and yet was still highly romantic.
 
"As you wish." she responded softly lowering her hands so she wans't tempted to help him with the rather complex corest. He knew what he was doing, he may have never undressed her before, but he'd seen her undress herself. The clothing while no complex, there was still a mess of fabric he had to work through. She had intended on wearing a simplier costume but her husband had insisted on her being a butterfly cracking the joke. You'll be the Butterfly of the Ball and giving her a kiss on the cheek as he called in three more swatches of fabric for her to look through. The party would continue on until at least 4 in the morning. So her husband wouldn't be looking for her until then, that meant they still had several hours together.
 
He smiled and moved behind her gently wrapping his arms around her and kissing at her sensitive neck. His hands moved up over her corset rubbing at her full breasts lightly. He loved the feel of his mother’s body as they pressed against each other. It had just a wrong feeling too it but it also felt so right, as though they were meant for each other even though they were mother and son. He nibbled lightly at her neck his hands working on the ties of her corset slowly opening it and soon pulling it open pushing it down around her waist along with the top of her dress leaving her breasts bare to the cool night air. He nibbled at her neck more as his hands came around and cupped the full breasts that he had once nursed from growling softly in pleasure at the feel of her in his hands.
 
Her delicate pink nipples perked the instant his hands cupped her. The hardened nubs rubbing gently against his hand. His growls made shivers of arousal slide down her spine and she sighed in pleasure. "Ohh I've longed for your touch since this dreadful party began." she whispered. "Only your touches can arouse me so, and make me feel...young again." she laughed softly. Truely Anne wasn't all that old, but she was well passed what most men considered youthful. It was why she'd been so surprised that day when her son kissed her. When she broke away she'd intended on being mad but instead she returned it and something clicked. Her son was meant for her, no one else. None of the young things that flirtted with him in town. He was supposed to be with her, no matter how odd thier coupling was.
 
He smiled and gently pressed her back onto the blanket kissing at her neck and moving down slowly along the gentle curve. “Mother you are not old, you are in the prime of your life and don’t deserve to be married to a man that can’t appreciate you for what you are.” He smirked kissing down over her collar bone his fingers gently teasing her nipples that were now hard. “You are young and beautiful and leave nothing to be desired in a woman.” He kissed up the gentle curve of her breast slowly moving down father till he took a nipple into his lips and sucked lightly at it.
 
"You're sweet darling." she murmered blushing beneath his praise as much as she blushed beneath his touches. Her breathing was gradually growing uneven as arousal began to fully saturate her form. "Mmmm!" she bit her lip when his mouth found her nipple and suckled on it. It no longer felt nurturing like it had when he was an infant. Now it was purely sexual and made her gasp and whimper softly. He knew exactly how to touch her to get the best response. When the time came for him to get married his wife would be very lucky indeed. Though the though of him leaving her made her heart ache.
 
He growled softly against the nipple his hands still rubbing her large perfect breasts gently working them with his hands. He kissed and nibbled over her large full breasts nothing at all like he had when he was a babe now he was a man sucking and kissing his lovers breasts. He gently pressed a knee up against her skirts so that it pressed them up between her thighs and against her core rubbing it softly against her to stimulate her. his tongue lovingly came out licking full across her nipples working them slowly with a passion and love that had not been able to be shown in the quick passionate lovemakings before.
 
"Ohhh Ralph." she murmered sighing in pleasure as he teased and tormented her heavy breasts. In the past he'd never been able to explore her. Thier meeting were usually quick and frantic but this was heaven. The feeling of his knee rubbing her silken core gently as he emersed himself in her body. "Such a good boy." she murmered gasping as he nipped at her stiff buds. Every touch sent electric jolts of pleasure into her body leaving her to gradually grow damper as he continued to tease her.
 
He smirked and sucked at her breasts lightly nipping lightly over the large mounds of sensitive flesh. The only thing he wished at times was that she was full of milk again for him but that wasn’t likely to happen. He nipped at the soft sides of her breasts before moving down over the undersides kissing along her flat stomach and slowly starting to untie her skirts slowly working them down off her legs leaving in only what she had on under her skirts if anything.
 
It turned out that due the gowns volume she'd worn nothing underneath but a small pair of undergarments. They were soaked through of course with her own essence as he teased and tormented her body. It was almost as though her son new every little thing that aroused her more then the next did. Moaning softly she shuttered in pleasure wishing that she too was lactating once more to give him a treat for all his hard work. Alas she wasn't certain if that was possible at her age but none the less, she'd look into it for curiosity's sake.
 
He smiled and his lips slowly kissed back up over her soft stomach that had once carried him noticing only a few stretch marks from the time she held him in her womb. He nipped over her breasts again once more taking her nipple into his mouth. At the same time his hand pushed between her legs and started to rub lightly on the outside of her thin undergarments working lightly over her lower lips feeling them clearly through the soaked fabric. He growled lightly into her nipple as he pushed the undergarment aside and lightly slipped a finger past her outer lips and deep inside her tight wet passage.
 
((I am sorry for the long, long wait. My computer has been unreliable for the past several weeks.))

Her son's kisses set her blood on fire, every touch igniting a spark that travelled straight to her lower stomach in a slow heat. "Ahhhha." the sound was soft as she felt a single finger slide inside her moist passage her inner walls quivering around it gently. "I love you." she whispered as her nipples seemed to grow harder beneath his tonge pressing against the wet organ insistantly. She began to gently roll her hips riding the digit gently and her breathing began to quicken. It was so easy for him to get his mother all worked up.
 
((Its ok don't worry about it I have been out of it the past little while anyway.))

He slowly moved his finger with her rolling hips making it move in and out of her hot passage slowly. He kissed and nibbled lightly at her nipples sucking softly at the hard nubs of pleasure working her expertly. He had never been with another woman besides his mother so knew everything about pleasing her body not knowing if it would work on another woman but not really caring. The only woman he had ever wanted was currently spread underneath him moaning in pleasure at what he was doing. He slipped a second finger into her tight walls curling the two digits up into her g-spot rubbing it softly as his palm pressed against her clit rubbing as she rolled her hips.
 
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