Princess Claire sat on an almost hidden stone bench in the massive garden trying to decide how to get out of having to marry Prince Richard.The dense foliage almost hid her from view all together, creating a spot that she came to regularly to get away.There had to be a way, but so far she had thought of nothing that would work.Her parents were determined that she marry him.Suddenly a pair of strong arms wrapped around her from behind and she gasped as a warm set of lips kissed the side of her neck.
"Desmond!" she exclaimed, sounding perturbed, her body tensing but not trying to push him away. "What in heavens name are you on about?"
His thick Scottish accent filled the air as he laughed. "Relax Starlight.Your brother is gone.Prince Jack left just now on his way to Worthington to woo Princess Kate."
Claires soft body relaxed against his muscular form as she shook her head.He's such a dolt.He'll never win her over Desmond.She's my best friend and I know her all too well.I wish he could understand that."
"Aye luv, but her parents are dead set on them becoming man and wife."
"Just like mine are dead set on me marrying a man I could never love and deny my true feelings," she said with a sigh.
Desmond tipped her head back and kissed her fully on the lips. "I'll hear none of that talk lass.We'll find a way around this."
She smiled wistfully at him. "I hope so Desmond.I will not marry Prince Richard.Not when I love you."Claire returned his kiss, her hand gently touching his clean shaven face. "You're the only one I want, but my parents would never let me marry the help.It just cant be done," she sighed deeply."We'll have to run away.That's all there is to it."
"No," Desmond said, shaking his head. "I won't have you doing that.You love your family and I'm not asking you to leave them.We'll find another way.I promise.I love you lass," he said, moving to sit beside her on the bench.His hand rested on her leg lightly as he leaned in for another kiss.
They felt safe here in their little alcove in the densest part of the garden, hidden from prying eyes.Desmond pulled Princess Claire into his lap and deepened the kiss.They began making out right then and there as they had so many times before, hidden away from the world, only feeling each other.
They kissed and touched, hands slipping up dresses and under shirts, tongues sliding against each other, lips smacking.They simply couldn't get enough.Claire did her best to surpress a moan as Desmond's hand slid under her dress and cupped her breast, his thumb rubbing against the sensitive nipple. "Des.." she moaned against his ear.
Desmond groaned as her hand rubbed against the growing buldge in his pants.He wanted to rip them off and have her right here, his beautiful temptress.
They were so into making out that neither one heard the softly padding footsteps growing closer and closer, neither one heard the nearby twig snap, neither one noticed her father, King Christian looming over them until his angry voice cracked through the air.
"Princess Claire!" he yelled, his voice full of anger and disgust.
Claire nearly jumped out of her skin.She quickly straightened her dress and hair out. "Father...I...we..,"But he cut her off before she could finish.
"I will not have this in my kingdom.You will not make a fool out of this family by having relations with the help.To your room now!" he barked, his clear blue eyes, flashing with anger.
Desmond started to speak in Claires defense, but before he could start, the King rounded on him. "And you....to my business chambers.I will deal with you thusly.Away now, both of you!"King Christian glared angrily first at his daughter and then at Desmond. "Now!"
Princess Claire and Desmond shared worried, painful looks before hurrying off in opposite directions as her father had demanded.
Claire sunk into the large chair in the corner of her room, tears filling her eyes.She was so worried about what her father was doing to Desmond.Then a sudden thought had entered her mind.How had he been able to find them?They had met there many, many times before without raising suspicion.
A loud knock on the door brought her out of her thoughts. "Go away!" she barked at the large wooden door, not caring who it was.
"Claire, its me," came the soft whisper of her best friend, Princess Kate.
Claire slowly rose and opened the door just enough so Kate could slide into the room, shutting the door quickly behind her. "I'm sorry Claire...I'm so sorry," she said rubbing her friends arm.
"How did you know?How did you get here so fast?" Claire asked confused.
"It was Jack...he..."But Claire cut her off.
"That jackass!He told Father he could find Desmond and I in the garden, didn't he?" She was fuming now.
Kate sadly nodded her head. "He came to Worthington and told me that I was needed here...that you needed me.As we rode here in the carriage, he started to brag, telling me that he had finally broken you and Desmond apart and that your father would do away with Desmond for good." Claire sank into the chair she had been crying in earlier.
Kate shook her head. "But whatever your father has done, don't worry Claire. You and Desmond will be together.I'll do everything I can to help see to that." Kate sat down on the edge of Claire's bed and looked back up at her. "And you marrying Prince Richard is about as likely as me marrying your brother," she added with a sardonic laugh.
Lyndi, that was great, I love the fairytale princess angle. Hehe and Jack, well Jacks always a jackass isnt he? :p I hope he gets his due pennance. Great job, keep up the great work and I cant wait to read more. :D
Awww...thank you all so much! The fact that you all take the time to read and leave me a note about what I write means so, so much to me!
Jaci - Hee...don't worry...Jack shall get what's coming to him and probably more than once. :P
Patti - I didn't even think about where Worthington came from until you mentioned it. LOL And you are too sweet. I love writing Daire, so I hope it does come across well!
Lisa - I'm glad you like it. I'm already working on the next chapter.
Jas - Hee...I have no idea where the inspiration could have come from. I had been playing around with the idea of doing a Princess Bride type fic for a while, but after picking up Bewitching I was full of ideas.
Princess Claire and Princess Kate discussed what punishment could be befalling Desmond and how they would handle it for the rest of the afternoon. Sometime in the late afternoon, Prince Jack came to gather Kate and take her home. She left Claire with a reassuring hug and scowled as she walked to the carriage with Jack. Only going with him because he was her ride home.
Shortly after Princess Kate left, Queen Carole came into Claire's chambers to check on her. "My dearest Claire, are you okay?"
Claire had been sitting the in the same chair in the corner of the room, afraid to move, afraid to know what had happened to her Desmond. She looked up when she heard her mother's soft voice. "No Mother, I'm not." There were only three people in the world that Claire trusted with her heart. She could always be totally honest with all three of them. Desmond, Kate, and her mother comprised that short list. "My insides twist and turn at the thought of how Father might be having Desmond punished. It's not fair Mother. I love him and he loves me. We shouldn't be punished for that."
Carole sighed. She sat down on the edge of Claire's bed. "Dearest, your father only wants the best for you. He loves you so Claire. Desmond is the help Claire. A Princess cannot marry the help. You must marry a Prince my darling."
Truth was Carole understood her daughter's feelings. She knew Claire was in love. But she had to support her husband and he felt that Claire marrying anyone who wasn't a Prince would bring shame to the family and to Claire herself.
Carole walked over and touched her daughter's arm lightly. "It's dinner time. Your father wanted me to bring you down, but if you would rather be alone, I understand. I'll tell him you have a headache."
"Thank you Mother," Claire said, her voice no longer full of the happiness that it usually held.
Carole kissed her daughter's cheek and stood to leave. "It will be okay my child," she said giving Claire a parting glance as she left her room.
Claire stayed in her room for the rest of the night. She didn't want to see anyone other than her Desmond. She only hoped that he would be able to get a message to her, to let her know he was okay.
Time drug by slowly and eventually Claire drifted off to sleep still sitting in the chair in the corner of her room. She had been asleep for a short while when something aroused her from her sleep. Slowly but surely she began to wake up and realize that it was knocking on the door that lead from her bedroom to the balcony. It scared her at first, but then she heard the sweetest sound in the world, Desmond's hushed voice, calling for her.
Knowing that the rest of the castle was asleep, Claire ran to the door, throwing it open and enveloping Desmond in her arms before he even had time to realize she was standing before him. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and held her close to his chest.
"Are you okay?" she whispered softly.
Desmond was silent for a moment and then spoke. "I...I can't lie to you Claire," he said pulling away from her just enough so he could see her face.
She looked up at him, her eyes full of worry and finally noticed the horrible bruise forming around his right eye. Her shaking hand slowly moved up to lightly touch the bruise. "Desmond, did he hit you?"
"Aye lass," he said looking down. "But that's not the worst of it. He's sending me out to sea for a month. I'm to help his crew deliver some supplies. And then he said he'd decide what to do with me after that."
"Oh Desmond..." she said, her voice full of pain. "It's so unsafe on that ship. I...I'd die if anything happened to you."
Desmond pulled her back into his strong arms and stroked her hair softly. "I'll be back lass. I promise. A month at sea and then I'll be back." He slid his finger under her chin, lifting it softly. "My love for you is undying Starlight. No one can take that away. I'll always be right here," he said placing one rough hand over her heart.
"I'll always love you Desmond. No person or thing can change that, not even death." She took his head in her hands and pulled him down for a deep, full kiss. After a long few moments, Claire pulled away and took his hand, leading him toward her bed. "Make love to me Desmond. I need you more than ever."
"Claire we can't. What if we get caught? What if you get pregnant?"
They had never actually made love before. Yes, there had been all kinds of kissing, touching, making out, pretty much everything but actually having sex. Those had always been their fears...getting caught or getting her pregnant. But with Desmond leaving for at least a month and being put in a dangerous situation, Claire wasn't willing to hold back any more. She needed him tonight...needed to show him beyond a shadow of a doubt how much she loved him.
She shook her head determinedly. "No Des, I'm done holding back. I want to show you how much I love you." She pressed her body against his and kissed him with fierce determination. Claire could feel the heat from his body through the thin material of her gown, causing her to sigh.
She took a small step back from him and pulled her gown up over her head and let it drop to the floor. Then just as quickly, she slipped out of her undergarments and stood in front of him, for the first time, completely nude.
Desmond's breath caught in his throat. "Claire," he rasped. He had seen, well, most of her parts, but never all at once like this and she was simply breathtaking. He stepped forward and pulled the barrettes from her hair, letting the long, curly blonde hair fall over her shoulders and against her back and breast. "God Claire, you're beautiful," he groaned, stepping closer to touch her, but almost afraid to touch her.
"I won't break," she said softly, smiling up at him. Claire closed the distance between them and began working on his shirt as her mouth found his. Her fingers moved frantically over the buttons, trying to get them undone.
A soft chuckle rose from Desmond's throat as he helped her remove his clothing. "Slow down," he whispered against her lips. "Enjoy."
Claire pulled away slightly to take in his naked form. She moaned softly at the sight of him and bit her lip. "You're amazing."
He moved forward and swept her soft body into his arms. "Are you sure you want to do this? Are you ready for this?" he asked, hoping she was because he wasn't sure he could turn back now, not when he was holding her soft, warm, naked body in his strong arms.
"More ready than I've been for anything in my life," Claire said fully certain of what she was saying. She leaned up and kissed him as he lay her down on the bed.
Desmond leaned over her, trailing feather light kisses down her neck, across her collar bone, and down still further until he reached her soft, full breast. One hand moved to cup her right breast as he took the other into his warm mouth. He sucked and licked, feeling her nipple become a tight, hard bud in his mouth.
Claire let out a moan causing Desmond to suck harder in response as his tongue flicked against the tight bud, his thumb caressing her other nipple. After what seemed like an eternity, Desmond pulled away, looking down at her rosy nipple and taut breast. He moved to the other nipple, flashing Claire a wicked grin as he moved.
She let out another moan as his mouth attached to her other breast. His hand stole down to first softly caress her inner thigh and then gently nudge her legs apart before moving to brush against her soft curls. They were damp and that turned him on even more knowing she was wet for him. His fingers parted her soft folds as his thumb found her clit, gently rubbing against it.
Claire cried out, feeling electricity running through her veins. "Desmond!" Her fingers weaved into his dark brown wavy hair as her hips began to move of their own accord, begging him to continue touching her like that.
His finger slipped inside of her core, drawing a gasp from her body. She began to whimper as his mouth left her breast, the whimper turning into a deep, satisfied moan as he took her mouth in a blinding, passionate kiss. His tongue dipped into her mouth, mimicking the movement of his finger inside of her depths.
Her hips began to move frantically, wanting something but not sure exactly what. He gently, carefully slid a second finger inside, preparing her for his hard and heavy cock. She grunted as his finger stretched her slightly, but once his thumb pressed back to her clit, the grunt turned into a groan. Her internal muscles squeezed his fingers, drawing them in further as she moaned his name into the deep kiss. Once her muscles had stopped squeezing, he pulled away, looking deep into her sparkling blue eyes. "I want you Claire? Do you want me?"
"I want you more than anything in the world," she said caressing his smooth face. "Make love to me Desmond. Make me yours."
With those beautiful words still ringing in his ears, Desmond moved his body over hers, his hardness rubbing against her mound. He knew Claire was a virgin and he knew this might hurt, but he was determined to be as gentle as possible. He wanted this to be the most amazing night of her life so far.
He moved to kiss her earlobe as he gently began to enter her. Whenever he felt her tense he would stop and wait until she was fully stretched, whispering calming words of love into her ear. Once he was pushed in to the hilt, his finger went back down to begin stroking her clit as his kisses moved to her neck.
Claire felt a slight bit of pain as he stretched her, but his whispered words of love and cautious, gentle movements eased the pain. Once he was completely inside of her she felt no pain, only a burning sensation from the stretching. Then she felt his touch against her clit and mind melted as she began to rock against him.
Desmond pulled away and smiled down at her. "I love you Starlight." He began to move in and out of her, slowly and gently at first, but then building speed and power as she met him thrust for thrust.
"I...I love you too Des," she panted as tiny ripples of pleasure began to spread throughout her body, growing and growing until they were huge waves of pleasure. He leaned down and took her mouth in another blistering kiss as her body shook and her core squeezed him tightly, rhythmically.
He continued pushing into her as long as he could until he couldn't hold back any more and emptied himself into her depths with a primal growl. Desmond collapsed against her chest briefly then rolled to his side so as not to squish her.
Claire pulled him down for another deep kiss. "Oh God Desmond...that...that was amazing," she blushed as he wrapped his arms tightly around her.
"Aye lass. It certainly was. You were amazing."
They kissed and cuddled, whispering words of love and praise until she felt his shaft begin to harden against her hip once again. Claire grinned at him. "Again?" she asked, her voice hopeful.
"Again and again and again..." he said, pulling her into a passionate kiss as he moved over her and began touching and fondling her all over again. They made passionate love over and over again that night, never wanting the moment to end.