Schemes & Schisms (BlueSix x Campion)

[BlueSix]

"This dress looks incredible on you, my dear."
Faelani's cheeks warmed. "Do you think so, Nana?"
"Oh, I certainly do indeed. All the men will be swooning over you. Why, I daresay even the Emperor himself will be entranced! The dark green colors give you a comfortable, natural appearance and look particularly good on you."

Faelani twirled in her dress. Like the softness of bed after a long day of work, the luxurious embrace of the rich, velvet fabric made the young princess melt. "Oh Nana, it is perfection! I almost fear to wear it, lest by some impurity I defile its gentle touch. On this joyous occasion, when I shall finally and freely give of my virginity to ascend the ranks of womanhood, there is truly no more fitting attire - nor any man more fitting to remove it."

Nana chuckled in her adorable, snorting way before giving a few clicks of the tongue. "Well, at least now you'll have a real man to fantasize about."

The princess gasped. "Nana!"
"What? Just because my hearing isn't as good as yours doesn't mean I can't figure out what you're dreaming about at night."
"Did you find my...?"
"Yes, I did. You thought you were so clever, hiding your sculptures of the Emperor under the mattress-"
"Oh heavens..." Faelani murmured behind her hands, now thoroughly hot in the face.
"-of his pretty face, his remarkable form, his manhood hiding behind his pants..."
"Nana, please, I beg of you, cease at once your cruel taunts..." the princess moaned.
"You're the one who bought them from that shady vendor. Okay, okay, I'll stop. Anyway, now you'll get to find out for yourself how accurate your impressions of him were."
"Yes- yes, I would imagine so," she stammered.

Nana took Faelani's hand and guided her to the carriage. A moment of silence passed between them as it shuddered and began to move. Faelani dipped her head and smirked. "Do you know in truth whether the Emperor is so amply equipped as my renditions have conceived of him?"

A hint of mirth tinted the handmaid's voice as she replied:

"I've heard a few whispers..."
__________

The carriage came to a halt amidst a welcoming crowd of Velterran citizens. The footman came and escorted Faelani up a flight of steps, with Nana trailing behind her. From the long echoes issued from her footfalls and the surrounding cheers of the populace, she discerned that the palace was at least as large as her own- larger, if the pillars were any indication. They crossed the threshold into an area where the echoes drew much closer: a room, likely of marble, where she could finally feel the vibrations of surrounding inhabitants through the soles of her feet. Their voices spoke in hushed, respectful tones, and their hearts beat a little quicker upon witnessing her entry. All complimented her breathtaking beauty, and more than a few questioned the silver crown covering her eyes. The princess held her tongue, however, as she sensed a more imposing presence before her.

His calm, measured breaths immediately marked him as a man in control. The echoes reverberating off the furniture in front of her indicated a metal chair. This was a throne, and the Emperor sat upon it. She dropped to one knee and lowered her head.

The footman announced her name.

"Princess Faelani Del'Tharius of Solfain!"

She bated her breath, praying that the Emperor would not be displeased or turn her away.

 

[Campion]

Valedictus leaned back in his throne. While a great planner in general, he really should have given less thought to how impressive the chair would look and more about how it would feel when he was trapped in it for five hours at a time during court. He knew his subjects would be shocked at how much a king could be a slave to his duties to the empire. Laziness could cost lives, or freedom for his people and increase suffering unneeded.

Most of this day's event had been of a lessor set of duties. A couple of low level raises of status...he had to remind himself that to those folk involved, coming before him to receive a reward and improvement in their lives was likely the high point for which they would talk for years. It was for that reason only that he allowed the iconographers to quickly flash their bright lights while artists traced the profile shadows and then fast painted the event - thus giving the subject a prized life size canvas to take home and show.
There were also those situations where a court had judged that something was wrong in the fair application of the law when a citizen petitioned to be judged by him directly. These were trickier. He'd made it known that spurious requests would be severely punished, but there were also situations where the law was not designed to handle needed mercies. Today he'd matched a penniless, but somewhat attractive widow with children to a centurion who'd lost a wife and child to disease. There had been a woman who had killed her husband, but the scars she showed him behind a screen had been horrible and he'd pardoned her and given her a stipend from the state...and a job travelling the courts and looking for similar situations.

The day had stretched onward, and finally had come the one item for which he'd waited. His prospective bride from far Solfain. Apart from being nobility, he'd heard of her learning and capabilities, as well as her beauty. He'd seen paintings, but artists could lie as well as any piece of script.

Now he saw her approaching and though her dress might be modest in its revelation, her pleasing form was well to his liking. It was hard not to immediately arise from his throne and go to meet her. He was almost bouncing internally.
Once she had knelt, he did rise and there were mumbles from the surrounding audience. This was usually done only for a king, or at least a regent.
"My warmest greetings to the Kingdom of Solfain, represented fully by this gracious and arduous visit requiring transit of this world. Princess of the Noble House of Del'Tharius, the Emperor of the West greets Solfain with respect and appreciation. We are in accord that this is a day for the Joining of most of this world under a treaty of unification that will bring prosperity in the Empire and the esteemed Kingdom of Solfain."
He then descended the stairs to her and took her hand to lift her from her curtsie.

His hands then stretched out and he lifted the masklike coronet up enough to see her unblemished face. He'd been told it hid nothing, but had to make sure. It was lowered again, and a smiled broadened his lips. "Further, I, Valedictus, am most joyful to welcome my bride, Faelani. Today shall be a day of celebration throughout the Empire, and the Imperial stores shall be opened to feed all who come to the tables. Let the towers send the news far and wide and if it is too late for a region to celebrate this day, they may do so when the news arrives."

Then he stunned all as he hugged her tightly. "You, Milady, set my blood on fire. I do so hope you are prepared to welcome me into more than your arms." He whispered it into her ear, and then kissed that shell-like orifice.

"Princess Faelani Del'Tharius of Solfain, By treaty, plan and delivery of yourself into Our presence, I do declare use wed and you are now Empress Faelani I. Valedicta, ruler of mercy, Deliverer of interpretations of law, Keeper of the Imperial Treasury, and Mother to all!" His declaration had been thought out and was intentional. In his absence she could hold court and deliberate without question, and assign funds as she saw fit when needs arose. She could also pardon where needed to distribute mercy and was second only to himself in the Empire. If there had been any question before whether she was just a political puppet, such was now put to rest with an armored fist.

There were some who were not so thrilled with the proclamation. Other allies who had sought to be first in marriage saw their advantage slip. As well, there were some other princesses who were hurt that it was not they he had chosen first. While they might understand the advantages of the interlocking of Solfainian and Empire interests, they'd hoped Faelani would be just a political addition, and that they might be the ones to grace his bed.

Now he released his hug upon her, but kept her hand in his as he pulled her slowly up the stairs. He sat upon the throne, then pulled her up to sit in his lap, which placed his face in wonderfully close proximity to her full bosom. "There being no other approved business before the court, I disburse all to go begin the celebrations. Today is a holiday, and businesses not involved with the needed serving of concessions or vital support functions shall have all with the day free...workers to get NORMAL wages at Imperial expense."

He turned to his Chatelain, an elderly tall reserved woman named Lylica. "We shall wish that the bathing rooms be cleared after searching carefully and a full cadre of guards to protect the entrances. Let a light meal be brought to us in the smaller bedroom."

He turned then to his new wife. "My dearest treasure. You have some so far to give me the greatest gift of yourself. I know you slept in guest quarters last night. Would you rather to the bathes with me or the bedroom first. Either will, I'm sure, be delightful." Seated on his lap, she'd feel the large nudge of his heavy endowment.

 

[BlueSix]

"My warmest greetings to the Kingdom of Solfain, represented fully by this gracious and arduous visit requiring transit of this world. Princess of the Noble House of Del'Tharius, the Emperor of the West greets Solfain with respect and appreciation. We are in accord that this is a day for the Joining of most of this world under a treaty of unification that will bring prosperity in the Empire and the esteemed Kingdom of Solfain."

In the span of a heartbeat, the Emperor won her affection. His voice was as molasses to her ears, richer and lovelier than her own imagination could ever have conceived it. He could read accounting reports and make them sound like poetry. If she received nothing more from life than to hear him speak, she would be the luckiest queen on the continent. Faelani's breath abandoned her when he descended the steps, took her by the hand, and lifted her to her feet. His hand was strong and warm, as if promising his surest protection with little more than a squeeze of his fingers. Her heart began to flutter in her chest when his breath fell upon her lips. The crown over her eyes lifted, bringing the sweet kiss of air to her face.

All who saw her face let out gasps of surprise.
"Beautiful..." one murmured.
"Tis a shame to hide those eyes," another whispered.

Her face warmed a little at the whispered flood of compliments, with none more glowing than from the man she wished to please. The Emperor leaned in and whispered in her ear, "You, Milady, set my blood on fire. I do so hope you are prepared to welcome me into more than your arms." His lips touched her earlobe, sending a shiver of pleasure down her spine.
More than...my arms? The thought he planted in her mind was so naughty, so delightful, she could not find any breath to reply. Feelings arose in certain nether places that made her to squeeze her legs together. She thought she was being subtle, but there was no mistaking the color in her cheeks.

Emperor Valedictus declared, "Princess Faelani Del'Tharius of Solfain, By treaty, plan and delivery of yourself into Our presence, I do declare us wed, and you are now Empress Faelani I. Valedicta, ruler of mercy, Deliverer of interpretations of law, Keeper of the Imperial Treasury, and Mother to all!"

Polite applause rose up from the courtiers. Some expressed their surprise, but none more so than Faelani herself. She had expected to become little more than a concubine. But...perhaps that was unfair. Her experiences as governor lent her value in more than just the bedchambers. If the Emperor were wise, he would take advantage of it - which he did. At length, he released her from his embrace and guided her up the steps to his throne, whereupon he hoisted her into his lap. The princess let slip a squeak of surprise.

Valedictus continued, "There being no other approved business before the court, I disburse all to go begin the celebrations. Today is a holiday, and businesses not involved with the needed serving of concessions or vital support functions shall have all with the day free...workers to get normal wages at Imperial expense."

Then he addressed a nearby figure, probably the chatelain, to whom he commanded, "We shall wish that the bathing rooms be cleared after searching carefully and a full cadre of guards to protect the entrances. Let a light meal be brought to us in the smaller bedroom."
"Yes, Your Majesty," came a feminine voice.
Not a chatelain, but a chatelaine, then.

Then his voice drew closer. "My dearest treasure. You have come so far to give me the greatest gift of yourself. I know you slept in guest quarters last night. Would you rather to the baths with me, or the bedroom first? Either will, I'm sure, be delightful."

The nudge of his strength upon her nethers sparked a fire in her belly that would not be quenched except by sweet ministrations. Feeling a little bold, she wrapped her arms around him and squeezed her bosom to his neck.

"Am I the gift? I was under the impression Your Majesty was the gift to me. Perhaps if we unwrap one another, we may discern the truth of the matter. I confess I am impatient to learn what treasures lie beneath your waist and behind your lips, so the bedroom is my preference."

Faelani traced her fingers over his face to learn what he looked like. Her heart pounded so hard, she thought it would beat right out of her chest. Heavens above, he is handsome indeed! Her index lingered on his lips, betraying her unspoken desire to taste him.

 

[Campion]

Val gazed in wonder at the impish woman before him. Her words filled his soul with the feeling that he might just not be so alone after today. He knew voices and postures, and she seemed quite sincere.
But for the moment his nether brain was working in overdrive and so he hoisted her up in his powerful arms.
As she came close, he reached his hand around to slide her coronet higher. Only then did his lips lower to her own, mashing against their softness and sucking her bottom lip into his mouth. He softly bit it and quickly moved to his smaller bedroom where it was quieter and cozier. There were no windows and only light from a small lamp.
He stood her upright before himself, then placed her hands at his waist as he removed his shirt. Lifting her hands to his chest, he removed his boots pants, stockings and small clothes to be nude before her. "Please remove all that hides you from my view, my Queen. I am well pleased and would see more of my treasure. I will not mind if you wish to touch me in the meantime with your hands and mouth, for as you can not see me, this is your only sight. Please avail yourself and I will do my best to stand still, though I yearn to rip your clothes from you like a beast. I will even close my eyes for a bit to make it more fair."

So saying, he closed his eyes, wondering how she would proceed. He might be in charge, but he wanted her to be so very ready.

 

[BlueSix]

The Emperor pulled her into an impassioned kiss. They devoured one another's lips, holding each other tight as they dueled for superiority of affection. Faelani struggled for breath between desperate kisses, and fought to bring his mouth under control with all the fervor of a virgin discovering her sexuality. She did not stop stealing kisses even as he carried her to the bedroom. He set her on her feet, brought her hands to his waist, and began to undress. It was no small pleasure to help him; the feeling of unbuckling a man's belt and undoing his trousers was so naughty in the best possible way, and brought pleased giggles from her chest.

When the Emperor was fully nude, he said, "Please remove all that hides you from my view, my Queen. I am well pleased and would see more of my treasure. I will not mind if you wish to touch me in the meantime with your hands and mouth, for as you can not see me, this is your only sight. Please avail yourself and I will do my best to stand still, though I yearn to rip your clothes from you like a beast. I will even close my eyes for a bit to make it more fair."

Having not yet explored the palace, Faelani suddenly felt uncomfortable with the thought of letting go. She rested her cheek on his chest and replied, "If it is no burden, my lord, I would rather not lose sight of you just yet. Besides, as you have said yourself, I am your treasure, your present; shall the recipient not unwrap me? And is it not so thrilling as to rip the wrapping from the present? I am not so delicate that a little violence will do me harm. As your heart desires, my lord, do so unto me."

 

[Campion]

He paused as he felt her tremble. "Oh, my fragile flower. Do not think I would leave you to wander unescorted ever! It's just that I've waited a long time to freely feel passion and now in your arms I am seeking to be unbound...I don't wish to frighten or harm you. Yet my lust desires to throw you to the bed and ram myself harshly into you, using you for my pleasure.
Surely being used so is not your desire....so I wanted to give you a chance to show my pleasures that can not he taken, but only given in love."

He reaches out and begins to unclasp her dress, removing buttons and ties until he can lift it from her. Her undergarments he grabs and tears asunder until he can see her full curves and softly trace his hand over her breast. "Fae...you have a choice now...touch me and learn me...take me into your mouth to hold me in check...or let me loose to ravage and plunder all that your body holds secret. Once I start...I...I may bite and pinch and pain you...Is this truly what you wish, darling?"

 

[BlueSix]

"Oh, my fragile flower. Do not think I would leave you to wander unescorted ever! It's just that I've waited a long time to freely feel passion and now in your arms I am seeking to be unbound...I don't wish to frighten or harm you. Yet my lust desires to throw you to the bed and ram myself harshly into you, using you for my pleasure. Surely being used so is not your desire....so I wanted to give you a chance to show my pleasures that can not he taken, but only given in love."

She mulled over his words while he moved to undress her. The cool bedroom air kissed her naked skin as the elements of her dress fell one by one to the floor. The passion the Emperor promised displayed when he reached her undergarments, which he ripped asunder. Her breasts sprang free and rejoiced at the Emperor's touch.

"Fae, you have a choice now. Touch me and learn me, take me into your mouth to hold me in check, or let me loose to ravage and plunder all that your body holds secret. Once I start, I... I may bite and pinch and pain you. Is this truly what you wish, darling?"

Faelani trailed a finger absent-mindedly around the contours of his breast. "I am torn, in truth. The desires you have laid bare before me have mirrored within my heart, sparking in my body such feelings as never before enflamed. Put another way, I... I like feeling wanted. Your feelings have become my feelings. Yet, with the comforts of familiarity so markedly absent, I cannot but feel apprehension at the thought of violence, however much I may desire it. And apprehension does not ready my body for your embrace. Thus, forasmuch as the choice is granted me, I wish explore your Majesty first."

And the first thing she wanted to explore was his mouth.

The princess lifted up to her toes and kissed him.

 

[Campion]

Well, one didn't jump on the horse and begin to race. It was important to adjust to the saddle and get the horse used to oneself. So when she kissed him so innocently, he softly returned it, then swooped down a little to cup her round rump and lift her. "Legs around my waist." Then his arms were at her back, hugging her fully as his tongue tease over her teeth, lips matched to her own, then inside to softly play the oldest of wrestling games.

His turgid member was pressed between her ass cheeks, and pushed down almost level, but it wasn't uncomfortable.

From this position, he could stroke his hands down through her tresses. Her hands were wherever she wished them, so she could touch his face or body. He had too many responsibilities as king to ever have the chiseled muscles of a constantly training warrior, but he was more than fit, following a regimen that was demanding.

He was able to move one hand between them to lightly cup and knead a full breast. Her nipples were taut as leather for armor, and her aureola were peaked and crinkly. Oh how he wanted her right then. His hips arched and his cock slid fractionally back and forth between her ass's cleavage.

Groaning, he lifted her higher to take a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard and lightly pinching it in his teeth.

Oh, the temptation to just plunge her down hard upon himself, but he didn't want to tear her.

So he grinned and tossed her from himself onto the bed. Then he, the Emperor, knelt and pressed his cheek to her bush, inhaling her musky scent. With a smile, he faced her and began to kiss along her inner thigh.

 

[BlueSix]

Fae let out a sweet little cry into his mouth when the Emperor lifted her by the rump. She had half a mind to rebuke him, but the Emperor was just getting started.
"Legs around my waist," he commanded.
The princess's cheeks grew hot. Did he really expect her to wrap her legs around him like a common whore while he gripped her by the ass? She opened her mouth to rebuke him, but all that came out were hot breaths and (she could have sworn) steam evaporating off her face. Fae had never touched a man in her life, let alone...this. She trembled with excitement as she wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her legs. "Is- is this to your liking?" she mumbled.

She got her answer when the Emperor kissed her back.

Her trembling eased somewhat when his fingers combed through her tresses. But when his hand began to trail around her back, her breathing grew more ragged. He's going to touch my breast. He's going to touch my breast. Oh god. Just a graze on the side of her breast brought a whimper in her throat, and his soft kneading made the young virgin swoon. When his lips and teeth closed upon her nipple, however, Fae melted like wax to a flame. Her nails dragged across his back, her toes curled tightly into her feet, and moans broke from her throat. "Gods yes..." she grunted.

This. All day, this.

When it stopped, Fae growled a little in displeasure. "Why did you stop?" she murmured. The Emperor just grinned. Suddenly, he tossed her onto the bed, earning a squeal from the surprised princess, and moved between her legs.

She froze. Just what is he doing down there? His face is awfully close to my pussy. Is he going to...? He isn't. He shouldn't be. That would be dirty, beneath him. And it would be positively divine. There's just no way.

As he trailed kisses along her inner thigh, drawing closer and closer to his prize, Fae gripped the bedsheets and groaned. He's going there. He's really going there. "Don't stop..." she whispered, now beyond breathless at the approaching promise within his lips. She began counting down the seconds until he reached his destination.

"Please," she begged him under her breath.

 

[Campion]

As his bride's breathing grew ragged, he grinned. Yes, he was going to get every bit of her. His teeth tugged at the sensitive skin of her inner thigh as he sucked in little bits of her to swath with his tongue. Her skin was so smooth, like an infant's - just perfect. As he softly bit, his teeth left little dents that quickly faded, but left her skin reddened and more sensitive. He was so close to her downy peaked womanhood and Val paused to lightly blow across her. Was that a bit of feminine dew now gathering at the seam of her cleft?
He began to softly growl and suddenly lunged forward. As his tongue speared into her, his nose made contact with her clit. His lips spread wide to rub the inside of her labial lips. Sucking lightly, he kissed her below and extended his tongue as far as it could reach, teasing the succulent wet velvet of her womanhood.
Eyes glinting in pleasure, he began to give tiny quick shakes of his head to stimulate her, moving like a dog whipping its favorite toy around. A small angle and he sucked in one of her lips hard. The vacuum forced it to swell further in his mouth, becoming puffy and more tender. Soon he repeated himself with its twin and he paused to lift his head and gaze down at the now open orchid of beauty before him.
"Fae...all of you is so beautiful." Then he lowered his head again, pressing to her as he lapped deeply, even pressing his chin into her. Then a finger pushed up into her tightness as he lightly licked over her clit, giving that precious bundle of nerves a most teasing trial.
Again he paused.
"Perhaps my lady love would care for another of my fingers within her? Would she enjoy my mouth sucking her little clit forth from its hood? I have a second hand...too." That hand slid up to circle a finger around her nipple and lightly pinch it.

"What will my lady pledge me if I service her well with my mouth?"

 

[BlueSix]

His teeth nipped closer and closer. She could feel his every breath between her legs.
Please.

Then the Emperor growled.

That was all the warning she got.

Never in her wildest fantasies did she imagine the Emperor devouring her womanhood with his mouth. Fae's restrained breath erupted into moans as those divine lips made out with her body in the most sinful of ways. With the mightiest man in the world bowing between her legs to offer delights she didn't have to work for, there was no feeling more wicked - or more incredible. Her finger found its way between her teeth as strange and wonderful feelings tingled within her core. Every kiss, every suckle, every bite, ripped unladylike sounds from her throat. His tongue reached in and pulled out grunts and pleading moans from the quivering maiden.

Valedictus paused to declare, "Fae...all of you is so beautiful."

The only reply she could muster was an unintelligible moan, for his tongue ventured deeper than ever before. Her womanhood squeezed around him, yearning for something to fill it. Suddenly, something moved to fill that void, a length just long enough to take her breath away, and just short enough to amplify her divine suffering. Combined with his tongue on her clit, he escorted the princess to the very gates of paradise. All she needed was a little something more...something to fill the tight, straining need burning within her. Fae could only cry and squeak for him to keep going.

He paused again. "Perhaps my lady love would care for another of my fingers within her?" the Emperor asked. "Would she enjoy my mouth sucking her little clit forth from its hood? I have a second hand...too." His hand moved to pinch her nipple, eliciting a cry from the already panting princess. "What will my lady pledge me if I service her well with my mouth?"

Nearly weeping from the unbearable tightness constricting her womanhood, Fae could only growl at him, "I...will do...whatever you want...on this god-forsaken earth...if you will just fuck me already!"

 

[Campion]

Of all the replies he might have conjectured, that was never one of them. For this ultra pampered, proper courtly Princess...now his Empress...to speak so would have shocked kingdoms.

As it was he gasped chuckling from her words, just keeping himself from roaring with mirth. But instead he raised his eyebrows.
"It would be my greatest pleasure to love my new Bride to her depths, however. I'm feeling just a bit neglected. Let's balance the scales a bit so you aren't left hanging in need."
As he spoke, his bull-like body rolled onto his back. "It is my wish that my Princess...nay, my wife, my mate, my Empress and my partner come and service me with her upper lips before she receives me in her lower ones. Fae, come inhale my musk and part those seashell lips. Swallow me, and devour me like the sensual cat that you are. Take me to the depths of your throat and wet me well, then you may move up atop me and spread your limber legs to take me. I'd rather for this first time you astride me, for taking your flower will hurt, and I have no desire to ever really harm you.
Perhaps after you have been pierced, I will throw myself atop you and rut you like a stallion, but you seem so fragile I worry of harming you. Now come and show your master how much you crave him."