Her Royal Highness and Warrior (PM if interested)

[Blaanid]

She laughed when he made it seem as though marrying any of his advisors would be like some kind of black death sentence! Although the mere mention of Kristen possibly marrying a Baron’s son made her face glow, she smiling back at her husband and kissing his mouth lovingly, expressing just how she thought of that idea!
Morgosis giggling at her husband saying, “Your son has been feeding very well, however it’s as though my body thinks that it is already feeding two or even three children!”
And when Tarlon asked about Kasha, Kristen announced Kasha’s arrival and that the noon meal was now being served. Morgosis this time took her husband by the hand, and then laced her arm through his saying, “Shall we go join her, you make me hungry with these exercises that you have been having me do with you last night and this morning, and wasn’t it just yesterday morning as well?”

 

[marauder13]

Tarlon laughed. "I make you hungry? You are the one that enjoys all the exercise. Anyway, if it does get too much for you, I am sure that I can find you some help."

He put his arm through Morgosis' before she could line up a good swing at him. The two of them went to the dining room, where the Ladies in Waiting were gathered, along with Kasha, the nurse and Cole.

"Greetings everyone, let us not wait on formalities. Eat."

Tarlon went and gathered some food for himself, and sat down. He wanted to give Morgosis a chance to speak with Kasha without it appearing to Kasha that Tarlon was forcing her to do anything.

 

[Blaanid]

Morgosis wasted no time at all, she sat down with Kasha and offered her to join her saying, “I could use another Lady to be at my side Kasha, will you become one of my ladies in waiting? You can wear your own traditional gowns, and there will be no pressure at all if you decide that you don’t want to do this. I think that I could really benefit from you, especially now that I have a second child on the way, and also you can benefit by making friends here at court, friends that will keep you from feeling so alone here.”

Kasha gave Morgosis a very warm smiling saying, “Perhaps I can help you, your Majesty! I agree, as long as I can wear my own cloths again. She looking over at King Tarlon, as if to wonder if he was behind this, or if she was walking into some kind of a wolf’s trap, but decided better to be aware of danger than be in denial of it.

Morgosis thanked Kasha, telling her that they would meet the next day to go over what her duties would be and quickly went over to where the food was served so that she could get a few bites, her own belly growling at her for waiting so long!

But a messenger dashed into the room, he completely out of breath and looking straight at the Queen with fear in his eyes, he quickly bowing to his King and Queen, and then handing a small missive to Morgosis.

Morgosis recognized the messenger the moment she laid eyes on him, she knew that he was one of her father’s messengers and began to open the missive with shaking hands, she knowing what it was far before reading it, the words swimming through her mind as if this was some kind of a nightmare, announcing King Morgan’s death. Her face went white as a ghost, all of her color leaving her body as if she were a standing corpse. She calmly handing the missive to Tarlon as she calmly requested that everyone leave the room except for Tarlon, she suddenly sinking onto one of the dining chairs and saying nothing as she just spaced out, staring at the table before her.

 

[marauder13]

Tarlon didn't bother to look at the missive as he oversaw the departure of everyone else.

"Fetch Aristarkus immediately, and have him knock when he gets here." The servant nodded and ran off as Tarlon closed the door. He walked over to his wife, and slowly knelt in front of her, drawing her into an embrace.

He said nothing while he wife cried for the loss of her father. No words were spoken, only her crying and sobbing filled the room. Tarlon remembered how he felt when King Martell, his father, died in battle with Vadcur. While they were not close, he still felt the loss of the man who was his father and King.

The knock on the door brought him out of his thoughts, and Aristarkus quietly entered the room. Tarlon looked at the missive sitting on the table, and Aristarkus took it up and read it quickly. He looked back at his King, and nodded. He withdrew from the room, and started making preparations for the departure of the royal family to Carlon.

"My love, we will be ready to leave at first light tomorrow for Carlon. Select two Ladies to accompany you. Cole will remain here, with his nurse. In public, my love, you will stand alone, as I shall be an attending ruler of another state, as you are heir to the Throne of Carlon. In private, we will be together as husband and wife.

"I feel for your lose, my love. I was hoping that Morgan would have been able to see his grandson, and learn of yet another grandchild. But he suffers no more. He stands beside your mother, looking on proudly as their daughter grows as a woman, and as a Queen."

 

[Blaanid]

Morgosis wrapped her arms around her husband, holding onto him tightly, as if she would fall if she were to let go. She worried about Ramun, she knowing just what kind of danger they were all in, she whispering back to Tarlon saying, “Are you sure that you should come back with me? Our Kingdom is at war, you don’t have to risk the Kingdome for just me Tarlon. Can you be sure that the Kingdom would be safe in your absence? That our son would be okay in our absence?” She making it perfectly clear that even though her grief was very real, she considered her husband’s Kingdom to be her first priority and suddenly fearing leaving her son behind with the nurse, just the idea of that scaring her so, though she understood Tarlon’s reasoning!

She hugged him closely, kissing his cheek, finding that his embrace what something that she never wanted to live without. She whispered to him saying, “I should go rest, we have a long trip ahead of us Tarlon. Father and Mother I’m sure are very happy for me, and I’m sure much relieved that I am with someone who cares so much for me, who loves me for who I am. I think that is why Father passed on so early, he felt comfortable knowing that I am married to the right man and now can move on knowing that I am safe. Though I think that Cole would be a great loss not to know his grandfather, and even the child I carry now, daughter or son.”

She stood up and summoned Kristen and Cailin, letting them know that they would be going back to Carlon with her and the King in the morning. She telling them both to bring her slightly larger gowns that she had warn in the beginning of her pregnancy with Cole, she already feeling her own current gowns becoming snug around her belly and breasts and knew that they could very well be there for weeks, she also having one of her ladies sending a missive to one of the messengers to be sent ahead of them, she looking to her husband saying, “Shall I send some men from Carlon here to assist with our current troubles?”

 

[marauder13]

"My love, our Kingdom is not at war, not yet. Khemgard and Bryunn would not allow Nemeria to gain control of our Kingdom easily. It is in everyone's best interests to leave Ramun alone. We trade with all three of our major neighbours, and they do not want to loose it to another kingdom. That, and our positioning makes us a good place for the other kingdom to launch attacks against the others.

"Plus Nemeria was relying on the soldiers that they put into our kingdom. Without those, the fight would be dragged out too long, and any advantages would be lost. Ramun is safe."

Tarlon smiled at the thought and offer. "No, soldiers of Carlon will be better off in Carlon during this time. Anyway, I'm sure that Ferris of the Wolf Clan will be more than willing to help out."

He slowly released his wife, and helped her to stand. "Please, retire and spend the rest of the day in quiet time. Hold our son and tell him of his grandfather. I have some business I need to attend to before we leave." He kissed her tenderly and escorted her back to their chambers.

 

[Blaanid]

Morgosis thanked Tarlon for setting her at ease, she and Cole walked back to the bedchamber, he in her arms talking up a storm in his own baby language, squeals of excitement coming from him all the while. She laying down for a while, both of them napping comfortably while Tarlon went about getting things done that would need to be ready by the time they left in the morning.

Kasha even came in and sat with Morgosis, holding Cole when he became cranky so that the Queen could get some much needed rest, even Kristen coming in and letting Morgosis know that it would not be a bad idea at all that she stay in bed until they left in the morning, especially in her current condition she would need all the rest she could get before the three day trip back to Carlon.

Morgosis smiled to herself as she drifted off to sleep, she thinking about being able to sleep in the same bed that she and Tarlon first shared, the very bed that they had conceived their son in, the same bed that she learned that the act of love was something to treasure. She didn’t even wake again until she heard the evening meal being brought into the room just outside of their bedchamber, then the smell hit her and quickly wrapped a robe around herself so that she could get some food in her, she hoping that Tarlon would be there to sit with her while she ate.

 

[marauder13]

The afternoon was spent ensuring everyone knew what they needed to be done. Aeryn proved her worth as an advisor once more when she was able to scry the "peasants" of Nemeria being rounded up by the soldiers of Ramun. She also scried the Nemerian army holding back, seemingly aware of the goings on in Ramun.

Tarlon always worked on the principle that his kingdom could be easily defeated in a war with any of his major neighbours. Each kingdom were easily 5 times the land area, and anywhere up to 10 times the people as his. But terrain and positioning made it easier for his Kingdom to make it worth the while of the others to leave them in peace. The clever ploy by the Nemerians almost worked. but now, it had failed, and if the Nemerians tried to push things to hard, the Bryunn slave markets would get some fresh meat going through it.

He finalised all of his tasks in time for the evening meal, and he headed back to his chambers to eat with Morgosis. He hoped that she had the chance to relax before their travel in the morning. He could see servants running about making preparations for the trip.

He entered his private chambers, and the smell of food made his mouth water. Everything that had happened taxed his body and mind greatly. He sat himself down to eat as the door to his bedchamber open to reveal Morgosis. She had the look of one who slept, and he was pleased that she had relaxed.

"Care to dine with me, my love?"

 

[Blaanid]

Morgosis nodded to her husband, sitting down with him, taking small bites of food. The servants finally finished and the royal couple was finally alone except for a sleeping Cole in the corner of the room with his nurse sitting by making sure that if he stirred that she would be there to feed him if Morgosis wasn’t able to.

Her robe didn’t leave too much to the imagination as to how full her breasts were, for her cleavage showed through the V of her robe perfectly as if they were ready to pop free from her loosely wrapped garment. She wasn’t even really paying much attention to how exposed she was to her husband, for every time she leaned down to sip her soup she gave him the perfect view of her soft pillows.

She wasn’t very hungry at all, so she sat back for a little while in her chair, she waiting for Tarlon to finish his meal so that they could go back into their bedchamber together, she wanting nothing more than to lay back down and feel Tarlon there beside her, to feel his body close to hers and to hold onto him as if he were life itself that she was grasping.

Morgosis whispered to him just after Cole’s nurse took him to the nursery to lay down for the night, “I know this sounds horrible of me, but I am looking forward to sleeping in the same bed that we consummated our marriage in, the very bed that we made Cole in, and where you taught me how a man shows his love for his woman.” And then giggled again saying, “Too bad I already have a full cargo this time?”

 

[marauder13]

He could not help but let his eyes wander over the luscious form of his wife as she ate. Once more, her beauty increase with the addition of a child in her belly. She glowed once more, as well as some significant changes in her figure. He smiled at the thought of how much she displayed herself to him in a manner that made him hunger for her as a man does for a woman. He calmed those thoughts as he remembered what would be happening soon.

He listened to her long for their first bedchamber, and the memories that place brought to her, including the fact that they made Cole there.

"How does having a full cargo change anything, my love? I thought I showed you how much I loved you while you carried Cole beneath your heart. And I am sure that once you return to that very chamber, you will be desiring reminders of what we did there the first time.

"Come, we have a busy day ahead of us tomorrow, and we will both need sleep." His meal finished, Tarlon stood and led his wife to their bed, where they lay together holding each other until sleep claimed them both.


When Tarlon awoke, Morgosis was still deep asleep. He rose, got himself dressed as he watched the servants making the last minute tasks to ensure than all was in readiness. Abraxus was wandering around commanding servants, checking everything and generally taking on all the tension that Tarlon would have. His old friend was almost a father to him now, and he didn't know how he would cope when the Gods came to claim him for his time of rest.

"Your Majesty, all will be ready on time."

"Thank you dear friend. Ensure that Lady Kristen, Cailin and Kasha all made ready for travel. Tell Lady Kasha that she is to have clothes suitable for mourning, and if she has none, then we will ensure that she does by the time we get to Carlon.

"Oh, and bring food to our chambers."

"As you command, Your Majesty." He smiled to his King, already having prepared the two Ladies in Waiting and the food for the couple to break their fast. Dealing with the barbarian would be easy, as they got on well together. He would see his King and entourage safely dispatched on time.

 

[Blaanid]

Morgosis woke hearing Tarlon speaking to Abraxus, she smelling the food that has been prepared for them. Both Kristen and Cailin entered the room, they helped Morgosis out of bed and into her gown, they both tying her hair back loosely so that she could sit down and eat a little before completely dressing.

From what Morgosis could see out the window, it was barely even light outside and it felt very nice to have her hair just lay down her back, nice and loose. It had a long time since she was able to wear her hair in such a way, normally she having enough time to have it fully braided and wrapped around her head before she made any appearances, and it was only Tarlon who was able to truly enjoy her long hair while in bed and in private.

She sat down, already the entire group of her ladies and Tarlon were eating their breakfast and the busy maids were finally beginning to calm down as things were beginning to come together and ready for the trip. Kristen was even thoughtful enough to pack a sack of bread for Morgosis to nibble on incase she needed something to settle her stomach, though both of them knew beyond a doubt that she was well beyond that phase of her pregnancy, but they weren’t really sure that the carriage ride would be kind to her stomach.

 

[marauder13]

The Seneschel, Aristarkus, entered the room with an air of quiet dignity. He was dressed in his formal mourning clothes, out of respect for the Queen's recent loss.

"Your Majesties, all is now ready for you to depart."

Tarlon looked over to Morgosis, then he walked over to her, offering her his arm. They led those who would be accompanying them to the royal carriage. Tarlon was pleased to see that Abraxus had found Kasha, and that she was standing nearby in her native clothing. She was showing a vast amount of skin compared to his other traveling companions, but she looked most comfortable.

"Ladies," Tarlon spoke. Morgosis, Kristen, Cailin and Kasha all entered, then Tarlon followed. A small column of horseman formed up, and the Royals of Ramun headed off for Carlon to see the late King Morgan off.

 

[Blaanid]

Morgosis

Morgosis smiled across at Kasha, she seeing the girl in her normal clothing and said, “Kasha, where we are going it can be a lot colder than here in Ramun, if at all you would like something warmer to wear, I packed some warmer robes that might be more comfortable for you.”

Morgosis got herself comfortable in the carriage and cuddled up with Tarlon, very much liking the way his body seemed to just mold to hers, the feel of his strong warm arms wrapped around her really was like heaven, she thinking her father in her thoughts for finding her such a loving man, a man that she would be very happy with even if they had nothing at all.

Kasha

Kasha wasn’t really too sure how to act, for right in front of her was the woman that seemed one moment to despise her and the next to act like a wonderful friend. Though she was finding that as time went on, that the jealous side of Morgosis was coming out less and less, and when Morgosis offered her the warmer garments she could feel her heart warm with just the thought of her Queen’s thoughtfulness!

She was comfortable for now, but made it clear that she would take Morgosis up on her offer if she felt the need for them. She just sat back on the seat and watched as Morgosis latched herself to her husband, she herself wondering if she would be able to keep herself so together if she lost her father!

 

[marauder13]

The Royal entourage made good prgress towards the border of Khemgard, but as they closed on Snowhollow, Tarlon orders the carriage to enter the city as there was a task to be done there on the way through.

Baron Enyi Athil and his second eldest son Tormek were waiting when the carriage came to a stop outside their keep. Baron Snowhollow smiled broadly as he greeted him King. The Baron was in his fifties, with all that came with such an age. His black hair was loosing out to gray, his once well developed frame was gain a middle aged spread and his movements were not as swift and sure as they were in his youth.

Tormek, however, was a man in his prime. 23 years old, and Tarlon could see that he resembled his father at the same age. Both men were tall, almost reaching 6".

"My Lord Snowhollow, I have an important task that I must lay upon you before I depart the kingdom."

"Name it, Your Majesty, and it shall be done."

"Lady Kirsten, come here please." Morgosis Lady in Waiting exited the carriage, and approached her King, curtsying when she arrived. "Baron, your son Tormek will shall be the Lady Kirsten's companion for the duration of our time outside the Kingdom. Her virtue and honour are to remain intact as well. Upon our return, they will be married."

"Baron Snowhollow's face lit up. "Your Majesty honours my household greatly with such a union. Thank you."

"There is no need for thanks. Tormek is a young man who will get on best with Lady Kirsten, and he will make a fine husband for her, as she will make a fine wife for him. This time will allow then the chance to get to know each other before they are wed. This is my wedding gift to both of them."

He turned to Tormek. "Tormek Athil, I hereby release into your protection the Lady Kirsten. You are to see no harm comes to her in any manner until such time as I return. I also command that you seek out as much knowledge of the Lady Kirsten as you politely can during that time, and allow her the same courtesy."

"I will protect the Lady Kirsten with my life, Your Majesty. I shall not fail you in this task."

Tarlon turned to speak to the blushing Kirsten. "Go with your protector, Lady Kirsten. We will see you upon our return."

"Your Majesty," Enyi spoke as Tarlon headed back to the carriage, "a private word with you." The two walked away from everyone else. "I have reports of a small group of Khemgard soldiers on the route that you will be taking. They have been there since the morning, camped off the side of the road, but they are under arms."

"Thank you, Enyi. We shall take the due precautions. Take care, old friend."

"You too, Majesty."

Tarlon climbed back into the carriage, and signaled for the journey to continue.

 

[Blaanid]

Morgosis gave her husband a curious look, she seeing him have a very quiet conversation with Enyi and could read some concern on his face. But she sat by knowing that it was possible that he didn’t want to discuss anything private in that kind of setting, after all it could have been a private conversation between two friends, and knew that as his wife even Tarlon had a right to some privacy.

Already the sun was beginning to go down and the temperature along with it, making Morgosis cuddle even closer to her husband and get the blankets out for herself and her ladies, she whispering to Tarlon wondering if they would continue to travel through or if they would camp somewhere to give the horses and men a rest. The thought of a nice warm fire and to be wrapped up in warm blankets with Tarlon sounded like an idea way to spend a night, something that she hadn’t done since they were first married and on their way to what was now her home.

She even giggled among her ladies and even Kasha saying, “There must be something about this road, last time I was on this road I was pregnant with my husband’s first child, and now we are on this very same road and I am now in the same condition.” She gave Tarlon a playful kiss, doing her best to keep her cheer and warmth while on her way to her father’s farewell, and to be crowned Queen of Carlon.

 

[marauder13]

As predicted, the entourage came across a small campsite just off the road the led into Khemgard. As they neared, a trio of riders approached. Tarlon called the column to a halt, peering at the oncoming riders.

He called for assistance to exit the carriage, and escort by two of his on soldiers, he stood and waited for the riders to come within hailing distance.

"Good evening. And to what do I owe the pleasure of greeting the Jewel of Khemgard far from her father's keep? Sure Princess Liselle has not decided to run away from home?"

"Greetings, Your Majesty," Liselle replied with a nod from her mount. I have not fled the confines of my father's keep. Indeed I am here under instruction from my father. I, and my companion, Lady Dorselle, are to travel with you to the Keep of the late King Morgan. He thought it would be a kindness for Princess Morgosis of Carlon to have a companion of equal status during her time of mourning as well as during her passage through our lands."

"Your father is indeed a generous and kind man for allowing you to accompany my wife. I am sure that she will enjoy your company."

"We have a camp site ready, Your Majesty. As soon as you have accepted the camp site, the rest of the soldiers will depart."

"Please inform those who accompanied you that their presence is no longer required."

 

[Blaanid]

Morgosis freed herself from the carriage as soon as she could see that her husband had everything under control with the strangers of the camp, but she soon recognized that he was talking to another strange woman as though he had known her for a very long time. She walked over to Tarlon’s side, she linking her arm in his and smiled at the young woman who was still saddled on her horse, still unable to hide just how tired she was saying, “I am Morgosis, you must be the daughter of King Khemgard. Your father used to come to our halls all the time when father would hold his fancy banquets! I must thank you for doing all of this for us, words cannot express my gratitude!”

She remembered from time to time, her father visiting Khemgard and she coming with him from time to time, she seeing Princess Liselle only a couple of times, but never forgetting what she looked like, she kissing Tarlon on the cheek before returning to her ladies to assist them in getting settled in for the night, knowing that they would all want to eat and sleep very soon! She suddenly wanting to be home in her own bed again, she not caring if was the bed back in Ramun or in Carlon, just any kind of real bed that was comfortable.

 

[marauder13]

Tarlon's entourage followed Princess Liselle and her companions to their camp site. the Princess spoke to the ranking soldier, who saluted and carried out his orders, thought he was far from pleased at following them. Within minutes, the Khemgard soldiers had left, and the Ramun soldiers secured the camp site. The princess and her lady companion had a tent of their own already pitched, and the Ramun tents were pitched in short time.

The night passed without issue, and Princess Liselle and Lady Dorselle were invited to travel in the Royal carriage, which they both accepted. Princess Liselle was a tall woman, standing 5'10", with a fair complexion, golden blonde hair, brown eyes and a full figure. Her manner spoke of a proper education and lady like manners. Lady Dorselle was shorter by one or two inches, her hair was sable and her complexion was a little darker. She was also a little heavier in her build, but she was still well shaped and proportioned.

To their credit, they both focused their attention on Morgosis, and by the end of the day, from Tarlon's perspective at least, all five women in the carriage with him were getting along well. It also seemed to help take her mind off the pregnancy problems.

 

[Blaanid]

All of the ladies were giggling like children in Liselle’s tent, the men all around seeming to not able to find out what they were giggling about, but it was perfectly clear that the Queen was finally getting some much needed laughter, Liselle herself doing a great job of keeping her new found friend happy as ever and her mind in a more positive state!

By the time both Tarlon and Morgosis were laying together in their own tent, she was completely at ease. She kissing Tarlon lovingly on the mouth and then the cheek whispering, “Now that we are marrying off Kristen, could I invite princess Liselle to be one of my ladies? She has a wonderful sense of humor and of the same level of nobility as you and I Tarlon, perhaps while she is at court we could find someone to marry her off to and improve your relations with her father even more?

She put her hand between his legs, feeling through his woolies were his cock was, she whispering to him saying, “I can be quiet if you can Tarlon, will you make love to be beneath the great stars?” She kissing his mouth again, wanting so much to feel his warmth with her, she knowing that the best way to stay warm would be to make love!

 

[marauder13]

Tarlon laughed softly at Morgosis thinking of marrying off Liselle to someone in Ramun. He shook his head at the thought of Mogosis trying to marry off every single lady of standing in the nearby kingdoms.

"Let's just leave things be for a while, my love. Just because Kirsten's going to be married doesn't mean that you have to do that for everyone else." He gave her a kiss, merely because he loved her so much.

"As for her joining our court, that might be arranged, though whether she would be a Lady-In-Waiting I doubt it would be that. Maybe as a companion of yours."

When Morgosis's hand made her thoughts clear, followed by her declaration of being quiet, Tarlon could think of nothing better to pass the time that night. He said nothing in response, and kept his face as neutral as he could while his hands worked to move her garments out of the way of her sex. Once he had it 'exposed', he started to massage her mound gently, teasing the outer folds of her private spot.

 

[Blaanid]

Morgosis smiled at the idea of Tarlon suggesting that Princess Liselle be her companion at court, she liking the idea of someone of equal station to keep her company, though she knew that the best way to keep peace between kingdoms would be through marriage, she suddenly wondering if she carried a daughter for Tarlon, then perhaps they would be able to arrange a betrothal between their daughter and any child of Nemeria, yet she decided not to say anything until their child was born healthy.

She was not expecting Tarlon to use such tactics on her, the feel of him massage her outer folds, she feeling such pleasure from it and kissed his mouth to keep from moaning, only sounds that she made were was her breathing, and the more aroused she became, the heaver she breathed. Though at this point she didn’t really care if anyone could hard them, she just wanted to feel her husband within her, to feel his love surround her and hold her close.

 

[marauder13]

Tarlon rested one hand on Morgosis forehead, gently rubbing the skin near where her hair started. He watched her face as he showed his appreciation of her with his other hand. He fingers moved beyond the outer edges of her sex, and found the entrance as well as her clit. His thumb started slowly working the small nub of flesh as two of his fingers slipped deeper into her. Those he moved in and out slowly, including some small flexing on the fingers.

Morgosis was moving herself around, her breathing heavier, and everytime she tried to raise her head to kiss him, the hand that massaged her forehead and scalp kept it down. He kept up his efforts arousing his wife, feeling her warmth radiating off her.

"I love you, Morgosis."

 

[Blaanid]

His words meant the world to her, she could tell that this would be a special night, she already feeling his hand doing amazing things to her, she wanting more than anything to chide him for tricking her, she knowing that he knew all too well that she would not be able to stay quiet if he was going to play with her body in such a way! She gasped and groaned over and over again as he continued to play with her, she whispering to him in almost a pleading voice saying, “Please Tarlon, I will not be able to stay quiet with you doing this to me!”

But it was too late, for he went too far this time and she groaned again a little louder this time, she feeling a small orgasm rip through her body taking all control away from her and into the hands of her loving husband!

She continued to try to kiss him over and over again, but he still held her head down, she not even able to get anywhere close enough, something telling her that he wanted the entire camp to know that King Tarlon really could pleasure his wife!

 

[marauder13]

When he felt her little orgasm made her shudder, he decided that he had enough fun playing with her. He slowly leant down, putting his lips with in a fraction of an inch of hers.

"Shall I love you as you wish?" He didn't wait for her answer as he claimed her mouth with his own. While he kissed her, he slowly moved himself so that he was on top of Morgosis. He broke off the kiss, and smiled at his wife.

"Now, my love, I will need you to help me. I have some clothes in the way that you will need to move for me. My hands are... busy, where yours are not." He lowered he face to met Morgosis and kissed her while she helped move some inconvenient clothing out of the way.

 

[Blaanid]

Morgosis giggled quietly as she undid his laces, freeing his cock from his inconvenient clothing, she enjoying the way it felt to help her husband undress as he kissed her, as he seemed to make love to her mouth with his! She wrapped her fingers around his length, delighting in the way he felt, he nice and solid to the touch, she wondering if it was painful for him to be hard like this, she wondering if he felt any pain at all when he became hard and aroused when seeing an attractive woman.

And finally she was able to wrap her arms around her husband, feeling her lover so close to her thanking whatever gods were out there that she had been paired with such a wonderful man, she knowing that such arranged marriages didn’t always work out so nicely, she remembering hearing about stories of such men using and abusing their wives until they tired of them. She knowing that Tarlon would never do such a thing, for the first moment she met him she remembered seeing in him someone that she would be able to respect, she understanding that respect normally changed to love.