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Noble Affairs (Qedesha and PattonFan)

Sia was unaware of the growing plans for her future, simply thinking about the heat of the bath as she climbed in. There had been a tense moment when, as she climbed out of her dress, the maidservant had entered and potentially seen the stains on her thighs from their sex.

The woman had shown no sign of seeing, of course, simply gathering up the dress and vanishing out of the room to her own distractions. Sia's paranoia still spread and she analysed the looks of every servant she'd seen, searching for some sign. She tried to ignore the evil thought in the corner of her mind that hoped for their knowledge, lusted for their impotent judgement.

Finally, the setting sun sending red light through her window, she started preparing for the evening. She put on a much simpler dress, a thrill surging through her as she deliberately didn't wear anything under it, simply selecting a long 'cloak' with a hood to cover herself.

Dusk was moving in by the time she got to the quiet courtyard. The guard had gone. She darted across, robe flying, and slipped in through the stable doors. The warm must of the stable filled her nostrils.
 
Janton welcomed her inside. His armor had since been removed. His lance rested against the stable wall. Most of his armor was removed and laying about. He welcomed her with open arms, most of his body exposed minus the area between his waist and knees. His body was slightly covered by only a simple leather skirt, meant to protect him from the pinching steel of his armor. He already had a semi just knowing what was about to happen. Once again, this was the forbidden fruit desire. He wanted to fuck her silly. He wanted to impregnate her. Whether she chose to keep the child didn't matter to him, the mere act of violating another man's wife was enough. Twice was unheard of for him on a level that made him surge with lust.
 
Her heart was already pounding, and it skipped a beat when she saw him. She could still feel the warmth of their sex, and the psychological warmth of his cum inside her. The thought of pregnancy had crossed her mind too, and she was also hoping she was... she'd been trying with her husband to no success, and it added a whole new dimension to the forbidden fruit she was enjoying.

She moved eagerly into his arms, face lifting to his, soft body pressing against his. The cloak untied easily at the front, and the dress underneath was thin and simply pulled over her head, if he wanted to take even that long.
 
Janton's lips pressed against hers; a meaningless, yet needed introduction to the act that was about to unfold between them. His eyes closed as he did so. It was a warmth one missed even though it had only been a short time since the last time it happened. The kiss was quickly broken as he grabbed her by the hand and lead her to a ladder to the loft. He left his gear downstairs as he would never be disturbed after relieving all guards for the night. He gave her the access to the ladder first, symbolizing politesse, but it was merely to grasp a glimpse at her ass again. This girl was such a marvelous specimen for raising male libido, which in reality, explained his actions.

"I encourage you, your highness, please go first," he said with a smile, holding his hand up to lead her to the ladder.
 
She eyed the ladder uncertainly, completely missing his ulterior motive. Not that she would have cared, of course... by that moment she would have shown him anything he wanted, the hormones flooding through her making her pliant to any sexual suggestion she could imagine.

She hiked the dress up awkwardly, then paused to undo and drop the cloak before hiking it up again and climbing the ladder. Her lower regions were quite visible from below, showing her smooth ass and a brief flash of her already-glistening slit bracketed by long, smooth, pale legs.

She clambered off at the top, smiling as she noted the prepared mounds of straw, rolling into one and turning to watch him climb.
 
The man climbed up right behind her; his eyes focused on her vagina as he climbed up behind her. His nose took in the scent as she hiked herself up. When she reached the top, he watched in subtle amusement as she clambered off the ladder. He waited for a moment to wipe his smirk off his face, then followed her up.

He didn't bother standing when he reached the top as she was ready for him. He crawled across the floor to put his arms around her and hover over her. A warm smile was on his face as he looked into her eyes. He already had a massive erection, and he intended to use it. "I just want you to know, Princess, I'm going to tear you up," he said in cocky, sly voice that his smile would only confirm.
 
She didn't answer, watching him with big eyes that were both frightened and needy. She reached down between them and pulled her dress up, exposing herself from the waist down, legs already lifted and spread wantonly. Her scent, light and warm, drifted between them as she watched him.

The distant noises of the evening castle life could be heard, a mixture of dogs barking, the clatter of pots and pans, and voices raised in anger, or cheer, or song. They were muffled here, the stable suddenly a warm, secret place for his lust and her infidelity, a brief cocoon for their forbidden sex.
 
(Sorry about the absence. Work has been a pain.)

Janton exposed his throbbing cock, already glistening at the tip and used the same finger technique as before to slide it in. This time, he was not as polite, though. He slid it all the way in, still slow, but did not work it in like last time. One hand grabbed her ass hard as he dealt with the pain of immediate penetration. His cock pulsed bigger as he slid it in - the mixture of pain and pleasure only pumping more blood into his pulsating cock.

When his cock slid in all the way, he arched his back to press it in just a little big and held it there. He arched himself a little more for new angles, essentially grinding the walls at the end of it. Simple, yet a good way to get to know the insides of one better.
 
((I know the feeling :) ))

Sia whimpered, the fiery pain of the forceful penetration making her back arch. She shuddered as the taboo penetration turned pain into pleasure, making her wrap her legs around his waist and gasp as she felt him grinding within her, deeper than anything had been before.

"Oh, by the gods, yes," she murmured, mixing blasphemy with her other sins, fingers clinging to the hem of her dress as she spread for her illicit lover.
"Please," she begged. "Please, fuck me, hard."
 
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