The Scar

Maximus looked down at the table looked back at her. " I have given my life in service of the King. I was one of his royal body guards that was my job to protect the king at all times. That job left me no free time or the want to start a family. I will not be missed I'm afriad." Maximus had to give a false sence of secruity a man with no family would not warrent a search party. Nadia would find out diffrent though when Maximus's men was pounding on her castle walls.

" I look forward to working with Wolfgar tommarow my Queen. I find it to be refreshing to work outside no matter what the job is to feel the sun beat down on my body."

Maximus was beaming inside his plan was starting to unfold before his very eyes.
 
Nadia stared across the table at him, debating her words. If she was to play the game correctly, she had to be careful. “Let me remind you once more. Just because I am a girl, doesn’t mean I have no brain. If Maximus’ body was spirited away by one of your escaped compatriots, then that body is headed back to your kingdom. The subjects there will in all likelihood mount a retaliatory attack against me as it will be obvious who killed their king. It matters not how he treated them, they will feel they must. The fact you were a royal bodyguard will also make you a person of great interest. The people will expect you to be dead and when they don’t find your body they will hunt you seeking your blood! Family or not, you will be sought for one reason or another.”

Damn. She hadn’t meant all that to come out. Ah well, perhaps it was better to have their cards on the table to an extent. She said a little more calmly, “They will come and I will be ready.” She wouldn’t admit to him least of all how badly the battle had taken a toll on her armies, she wouldn’t be able to hold off an army a third the size she knew his former kingdom could likely raise, but that was a concern for another time.

A little stiffly she said, “Finish your meal in peace I will leave you to it. I assume you’ve been shown where to sleep. As such, I will see you tomorrow, sleep well.” With that, she rose and left. Politeness, even from a queen said she should have waited but she was apparently not ready to make that nice for that long.

Returning to her room she sighed and began to let down her hair until it fell in soft waves to her waist once more. Damn but she could use someone to brush it out!. Feeling even more disgruntled than before, she whiled away a little more time then went to bed where she proceeded to toss and turn for hours until she fell into an uneasy, restless doze.
 
Maximus laughed under his breath as she stormed out. Nadia was right there would be a party looking for him but not for his blood but hers. He wondered how long it would take her before she went mad over the thoughts of Maximus's men coming for vengeance he wanted to see it he prayed to see it . The strong Queen Nadia losing her mind over something she could not fathom. Maximus knew who would lead the men into battle if she thought he was ruthless surely she had seen nothing yet. His General Drackar a man who lives to spill blood who would leave a trail of fire and bodies from the end of Maximus's kingdom to her castle walls.

Maximus retired but not to his cell the guards took him to a room it was a definite upgrade a bed Maximus was surprised. The room was bigger than the cell over the bed a strangely similar painting on the wall above the bed. Maximus stared at it it's brush strokes looked almost the same as the one in the dining hall. The subject of this one horses running in a open field. Maximus thought it was funny to have a painting about the freedom to run in clearly slave quarters.


Maximus slept like a rock that night waking up at dawn a few hours before Wolfgar came for him. Maximus quickly got ready for the days labor it was hard to tell what Wolfgar and Nadia had cooked up for him today,But Maximus would not give her the satisfaction of giving her a easy victory.
 
Somehow during the night, Nadia fell into a deeper sleep and woke up refreshed almost in spite of herself. She also had a new plan in mind for him. She knew how much he disliked her. It had to be at least as much as she disliked him right back. As she swung her legs over the edge of the bed, she cursed herself under her breath once more. For some reason that infuriating man was still to damned confident in himself!

Getting up, she twitched her hair into some semblance of order before donning garb intended to shock. Her people were used to her ways but she was pretty sure he wouldn’t be. A quick breakfast and a trip to see the cook later, she was ready to set her plan in motion. At a word, her horse was saddled, a basket lashed down, then she swung astride.

Turning, she kneed her mount into a trot and she set off to where she knew Wolfgar had Lucius removing stumps for a new field. She had no idea how far away she was when he recognised who approached but before long she arrived and sat her horse for some long moments before finally dismounting. She removed the basket and turned the horse out, knowing it would come to her whistle. Wearing a closely fitted pair of pants made setting up her repast easy as she assumed a tailors position on the ground and pulled out an apple.

Taking a bite, the crisp sound was loud in the air as she watched him work. She was silent, wondering if he would ignore her and if not, how much he might give away by acknowledging her presence.
 
It was already hot outside as the sun beat down on them. Maximus grabbing and pulling stumps with his massive frame, his shirt off a light sheen of sweat covering his muscular chest. Maximus heard the horse long before Wolfgar as the rider got closer Maximus muttered obsentities under his breath. The one time he could think in peace and quiet she shows up.

Maximus greeted Nadia with a " Morning my Queen what brings you out here this fine morning." He continued to work not paying much attention to what she was wearing not even making eye contact focused on his work with Wolfgar. After about twenty minutes Wolfgar walked away to take a leak, Maximus turned around looking at the Queen his eyes fixated on her tight pants he was not expecting a queen to be wearing such attire. Pulling his shirt from the wagon they rode out on he wiped the sweat from his brow waiting for Wolfgar to return.

Maximus knew she was up to something but he could not put his finger on it. He would not let this visit from her change his plans any.
 
Nadia knew he disliked her presence there and that suited her just fine. If he thought he could escape and bury himself in work to get away from her he had another think coming for she would find ways to get under his skin. In response to his question, She took another bite of her apple. As he picked up his shirt and wiped the sweat from his face, she stole the opportunity to admire his bare chest covertly.

It was while Wolfgar was away that she finally responded, “I just wanted to see how you were doing actually. Usually I keep new workers a little closer at least for the first bit to make sure they adjust to the position fluidly but in your case I simply felt like it.” Her eyes challenged him to make whatever he liked of that.

Softly, she said, “I brought a spare apple and a few other items. Join me?” Was it an olive branch? A new way to torment him by forcing her presence on him further? Was she just being nice? Her straight forward gaze gave no answer. She knew Wolfgar would be gone for some time; he was used to his queen and her odd ways and would wait until she had completed whatever business that had brought her out before he came back. If Lucius was waiting for that reprieve, he would wait a long time.
 
Maximus looked around for Wolfgar almost wanting him to come back to save him from Nadia. Hanging his shirt back on the wagon, Maximus turned around his eyes fixed on hers wondering what she had up her sleave. Thinking very long about her offer Maximus gave in just a little figured he would seed what she had in store for him.

" I would be glad to join you my Queen." Maximus sat down infront of her, his eyes leaving her face and slowly scanning her form. The tight pants she wore accentuated her legs it was hard for Maximus not to stare. He tried to look away but even thought he did not like her ,Maximus could not deny that she was a beautiful woman.
 
Nadia was surprised when he accepted her offer. He was such a stick in the mud over just about everything else except when he chose to play along, she was immediately distrustful, but she finally accepted it at face value. Ultimately it didn't matter why he acquiesced to her offer, just that he did. However, she wasn’t quite ready to jump to the conclusion he was truly coming around either.

Her lips twitched in an effort not to smile as she caught him staring at her pants. She knew of no other women other than savages that either rode astride or in men’s pants, let alone pants she had commissioned so they fit her almost like a second skin. For the uninitiated, they might think her the most brazen hussy, but she had long since learned, her dresses usually just got in the way when she helped her people with some task. She helped often when she rode, which is why she wore pants nearly every time she ventured forth.

As she reached into her basket and withdrew fresh fruit, cold chicken and freshly baked bread, she studied him out of the corner of her eye. She knew he hated her and every day she was learning to regret her decision not to send him out on a work crew. And yet, there was something about him too; something that said that he was in the right place and that it would be worth the effort it took to win him.

She looked about the field and offered, “You are doing very well. The kingdom will thank you this winter when they eat the crops your efforts have made possible.” Unaccountably, she flushed a little as she realised just how sanctimonious that sounded…
 
" Thank you my Queen, I have been enjoying working outside feeling the sun on my skin." Maximus sat down across from Nadia as he tried to maintain eye contact with her Maximus found his eyes looking over her legs. " Queen if I could be so bold...",Shaking his head as he thought of how to word his statement to her without offending her. " The pants you have on are nice but I think dresses flatter you more my Queen."

Maximus looked away off into the field his mind slipped away he lost focus of his goal. Distracted by her beauty Nadia's charms was starting to work there magic on him. Trying to block it out but somehow he was starting to feel some kind of attraction to her. His eyes wandered from her to the field Maximus hoped that it was just the heat making him feel this way. This was not good that he was looking at her like a woman instead of his captor. Maximus slowly figured out that Wolfgar was not coming back anytime soon clearly a set up between Nadia and him.


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" The pants you have on are nice but I think dresses flatter you more my Queen."

She blinked at him, honestly surprised by his comment for a few moments. She knew he would be shocked by her attire, but hadn’t expected him to comment on it for it was something her people would never do. She considered telling him why she wore the pants but decided in the end that either he wouldn’t believe her or he would turn her words in his mind anyway. Perhaps sometime he would see but for now it was of little consequence.

Instead, she looked at him and asked coldly, “But how else would I annoy you?” She certainly wasn’t about to admit her curiosity where he was concerned, nor the way his form caught her eyes at the most unexpected of moments. Better that he think her shameless than to Know that she was.

In the ensuing silence, she finished her meal and efficiently packed up. She stood and looked at him saying, “ Thank you for lunch, It was a treat. I shall see you once more for dinner?” With that she swung up into the saddle once more and headed out, not as might have been expected back to the safety of the castle, but into the hills, to the bunker where she kept her works in progress, at least the outdoor scenes. There she set to work on a painting that had been a long time in progress; this one was a farm field, workers in the background. Soon after she began work, a man seated on a horse began to take shape in the foreground.

Several hours later, dinner was served and Nadia took her place before he got there this time and found herself wondering if he might notice and appreciate the fact the clean clothes he would be brought that night had been tailored better to fit his larger form. Then she wondered what on earth the grumpy man and herself would find to talk about that night or if they would sit staring in silence while they ate.
 
“But how else would I annoy you?”

Maximus let out a chuckle his comment clearly catching her off guard. Threw out lunch neither of the spoke a word they stared at each other as they ate. As she packed up lunch, Maximus looked at Nadia " Thank you for lunch my Queen, I will see you at dinner tonight."

Watching Nadia pack up and leave it seemed to be seconds later when Wolfgar showed back up. Maximus looked at him and shook his head," Thanks for setting me up like that next time warn me when the Queen is gonna drop in like that." Wolfgar just laughed at Maximus as they went back to work.


On the way back to the castle Maximus noticed a few of his soldiers working along the castle walls. Only making eye contact with them Maxmus wondered about the one who got away and wondered about his progress on his escape. Once inside the walls of the castle they put away the tools they used for the day, Maximus made his way back to his room.

Noticing the new cloths laid out on the bed for him, Maximus knew Nadia had been here. His mind drifted off as he pealed off his cloths and cleaned up for dinner. The thoughts of Nadia running threw his head, not the normal violent ones but sexual ones. Splashing water on his face Maximus for once had no idea what to do, His plan working to a extent but slowly falling apart with these new sexual urges that developed today. Thinking to himself that it would pass he finished dressing and made his way to have dinner with Nadia.


" Good evening my Queen, How was you day today?" Maximus asked in a genuine tone not his normal sarcastic one. As he sat down at the table with her Maximus looked at her " I'm sorry for the out of line comment today, I know it's not my place to judge the attire of the queen." It was at that moment Maximus realized that kindness would be a better weapon against her that his usual covert tactics.
 
" I'm sorry for the out of line comment today, I know it's not my place to judge the attire of the queen."

Nadia blinked at him in surprise. First of all he had greeted her politely for a change, without his usual snide posturing and now this. It made no sense. She decided she could deal with his rudeness a lot better than this but two could play the game as well. If he wanted to play nice, so would she.

“You’re new here, certain mistakes are understandable as the entire process is a learning curve.” She paused as if debating with herself then added, “Dresses and multiple layers of skirts make it difficult to pull weeds and tend the sick should the need arise.” Let him make what he would of that!

In the vein they were now on, Nadia continued, “My day was very nice actually, I heard from Wolfgar yours was productive, the field you were working in is almost ready for planting. I am quite impressed; you have a good work ethic.”

She stopped then, unsure of just what to say. It was one thing to be on her guard against everything when she knew her enemy, but another totally to be on her guard against everything when she had no idea what his objective really was. It also didn’t help that he was handsome as hell either!

To distract herself from those wayward thoughts, she asked him, “So why do you all shave your heads before battle?” Her voice tone was curious, as if she genuinely wanted to know but she wisely refrained from asking the naughty question that popped into her mind ‘if he shaved his head, what else did he shave?’ Nadia shook the thought away and decided she needed a man; soon.
 
"Thank you my Lady, I have been working hard for my new Queen. Just a mire token of my appreciation to the one showing me a new path." Maximus looked at her while she spoke hanging on to every word, This whole thing was starting to take it toll on both of them he was sure of that.

" You do not need to explain your reasons for your choice of attire my Queen, But yes I could see it being hard to work in a cumbersome dress." Maximus did not find it all that hard to believe that she worked with her subjects. Nadia seemed to have there best interests at heart, something he could relate to.

"Why do we shave out heads.... our body is void of all hair before combat my Queen. We do it for the same reason that even our King has the same armor as the lowest man in the army. The first rule of battle is to protect your officers so that's why everybody shaves there hair, all armor is the same, all weapons are the same. It gives us a tactical advantage you cannot see our officers but on the battle field we can see yours, most officers stick out like sore thumb making them easy targets and a easy victory. That's why my Queen" Maximus ran his hand over his head feeling the stubble of a few days growth.

"May I ask you a question now my Queen", Maximus took a long pause before asking be he had to know." What is your story my Queen just you alone no king at your side. Please don't take offense and if you do I apologize."
 
All hair? Well, that apparently answered all her questions, even those unvoiced. Inexplicably, Nadia blushed, but soon a disturbing thought occurred to her. If they shaved to prevent the officers from being recognised, wouldn’t it be easy to hide the identity of a king in the same manner? It was improbable, but possible. Again, Nadia shrugged the thought aside. She had the right man, she was sure of it.

" What is your story my Queen just you alone no king at your side. Please don't take offense and if you do I apologize."

Nadia looked at him sharply. There was a sincerity in his gaze, something that hinted that it was a legitimate question and as such, it was the only reason she answered. The matter was intensely personal to her and not something she casually told the tale of, but as it seemed the first real question he asked not out of a desire to add to whatever plot he had in mind she felt she could.

“I was to be married once, a couple years ago. It was shortly after my father died and I was forced into the throne. A marriage was arraigned, but a few weeks before the banns were read I discovered my betrothed in a compromised position with a serving maid. One of my basic principles has been once committed, always committed. Needless to say, the wedding was cancelled. I simply haven’t looked that hard for another as I know I can do a good job here as long as I need to on my own. It doesn’t mean I would turn from love if it came calling.”

Did that make her a hopeless romantic? It was a good question.
 
" I was set to be married once not long ago, I thought I loved her but found out later that she was having a relationship with one of the other royal guards. I t turns out that later they both were killed in a most mysterious manner. I think the king told me it was poison buy another guard that was also having a affair with the tramp. Ever since then I swore my love would be for King and country, and never look back since." A lone tear streamed down Maximus's face as he turned his head to hide it, The pain caused by the one that he was suppost to be the queen still fresh in his heart.

Regaining his composure his gaze returned to the queen, " I'm sure any man in your Kingdom would give there life to be with you my queen." Maximus's brief lapse composure causing him to say something that he normally would not, He closed his eyes for a brief second in hopes that she did not hear him but it was too late.


Maximus could not help noticing the fullness of her breasts her womanly charms calling him silently it was all he could do to try to block them out. Concentrating on his dinner Maximus focused away from the queen or tried to, Looking up so he would not be rude to her one question echoed through Maximus's head, " What is your plans for me , My queen.?" Maximus wanted to see if she would answer such a question.
 
" I was set to be married once not long ago, I thought I loved her but found out later that she was having a relationship with one of the other royal guards. I t turns out that later they both were killed in a most mysterious manner. I think the king told me it was poison buy another guard that was also having a affair with the tramp. Ever since then I swore my love would be for King and country, and never look back since."

To say she was surprised was an understatement. He obviously wasn’t making the tale up to pull at her heart strings; there was real emotion involved there. She glanced away, pretending not to notice the tear that escaped him, granting him the dignity of privacy in that unguarded moment. It was a good thing too for in the next moment he floored her again with his suggestion that hinted so strongly that he wouldn’t mind being one of them and she blushed. Not for the hint, but for the mental image of the two of them entwined on a bed together.

She managed to regain her composure somewhat as they both turned back to the meal but at his question she looked up. “What I should do and what I will do are two totally different things. “ the look in her eye was almost angry, but it was an inwardly directed anger and Nadia visibly composed herself before she continued, “The day I took you and your comrades prisoner, I mentioned losing my closest servant. I had thought of replacing him with you but as time has passed, I am no longer certain. You seem genuinely content to work in the fields and he was indoors much of the time unless I was out myself”

“He also used to protect my person, often he would sleep in the same room for there have been…attempts in the recent past to take my life, all unsuccessful obviously. As a bodyguard, you would suit perfectly if I was ever truly sure you wouldn’t be the one to stick a knife in my back.”

Abruptly Nadia rose from the table, an irresistible urge on her. She came around to his side of the table and as he looked up at her, she leaned in close, her face inches from his as she whispered, “But you see that just won’t work any more either.” Then she leaned closer and kissed him, hard and fast, the pressure of her lips gone almost as fast as it came and she turned on her heel again, almost running from the room.

The following day, a message was sent to Maximus, the pasty faced messenger telling him that the Queen sent her appologies but would be unable to meet him for their usual dinner together. So it continued for the next few days until it was apparent the queen avoided him and if Maximus wanted to speak with her, he would have to seek her out himself. The bonus there though, was it gave him the freedom to plot if he wished it for there was only Wolfgar to watch his actions.
 
Maximus sat there hanging on to her every word he found her words to be odd almost like she was disappointing that he did not choose to be inside instead of working outside. He understood the need for a personal servant especially to a queen and to have a loyal one at that to lay down his life for hers if necessary.

As Nadia rose to her feet and moved closer to him, Maximus arched his brow unsure of what she was doing. Hearing her tell him that he was no long useful for that made him wonder what she had in store for him. When Nadia kissed Maximus the light came on inside his head. the feelings that he tried to subdue was clearly filling her head as well as his. Her lips were soft her taste was sweet but as soon as he got a sample it was gone. Before he had the chance to form any words she was gone, Getting up from the table Maximus went to his room where he tried to sleep.

Maximus's dreams once filled with the thoughts of escape to his kingdom now filled with Nadia and the brief kiss she gave him. His day was the same as it had been for the past two days pulling stumps and working with Wolfgar. Around noon the messenger came telling Maximus that Nadia would not be meeting him for dinner, Maximus was no fool he knew she was avoiding him. This went on for four days before Maximus had enough his mind focused on Nadia instead of his work or and escape plan. It was almost like Maximus had given up but deep inside he knew that his men would be coming for him but to others he played the part of the servant for now.


That night Maximus went looking for Nadia he finally found her in the small library where she first summoned him to. Maximus walked in his eyes fixed on her as he walked threw the door. " Are you done hiding from me my Queen ?" Maximus got closer to her," Do you kiss all of your servants with such passion,my Queen?" Maximus stood on the other side of her desk and looked at her , As far as being your body guard I could never do it...... It would be like the wolf guarding the chicken coupe...You never have to worry about my knife stabbing you in the back. That is for cowards I always give my enemy's the satisfaction of seeing the face of there killer before they meet there maker."
Maximus walked around the other side of the desk as Nadia rose he backed her against the wall.
 
Nadia had spent the last four days wondering if she had completely lost her mind. It was as if she had said to him, I’m sorry about your situation, let me offer myself as a consolation prize! Worse, she had just handed him a huge amount of leverage and she knew nothing about him other than he tasted like spring and that he wanted to go home. She certainly didn’t know if he would use his new knowledge against her, but she rather thought he might.

Four days had passed and she still hadn’t decided what to do about the situation she found herself in. She was in her office/library when the door handle turned unannounced to reveal him standing there. She started at his first question, her indignation rising with every one what followed. It was a guilty indignation though and she knew it. Feeling trapped as he moved closer she stood up and backed away as he encroached on her space.

Feeling her back against the wall did little for her temper and she snapped back at him finally, “Why do you think I said you were unsuitable? Not only do I not trust you as far as I can pick you up and throw you, the fact I want to shred the clothes I have dressed you in and have you carnally makes a body guard position unlikely for you would be as vulnerable as me if your body covered mine as your length explored me. Anyone could slip behind you then!” She was deliberately crude, not entirely because she wanted to shock him into giving her space but a part of her wanted to see an answering lust in his eyes.

Her voice dropped, wrapping around him in an almost caress as she said, “What happened the past night should never have happened, I grant you that. But I am not entirely sorry. But it is the reason for now at least your position must be Wolfgar’s lackey for perhaps it’s not just you I distrust, but myself as well”

Realizing he was still crowding her, bringing heat to her face, she pressed both palms to his chest and ignoring the heat under her fingertips, shoved at him. She really wasn’t happy when he didn’t budge and she glared at him, “Move! I admitted I was wrong, and yes perhaps I was hiding, but you made your point!”
 
Maximus stood there her waring to move out of her way falling on deaf ears. His other palm slamming on the other side of the wall right beside her head making Nadia jump. Maximus leaned in closer to Nadia's face feeling her breath on his, " I should just...." at that moment he pressed his lips to hers. There lips met with a primal passion not like the first kiss they shared. Maximus had enough his manly urges could take no more he wanted her. Maximus's lips pressing hard against hers as they kissed his hands moved from the wall as one slid down her side feeling the soft material her gown was made of. The other holding the back of her head as they kissed deeper, Not caring what the repercussions of this act would be Maximus continued the kiss until they was both breathless.Maximus said nothing as he looked into her eyes his rough hands exploring her form.
 
" I should just...."

She’d jumped when his palm hit the wall beside her, but only a little. She was stunned as his lips met hers in a kiss that was almost brutal until they each found the right spot, the place where their hungers matched and fighting for supremacy wasn’t entirely needed. Then the kiss changed, or so it seemed to her as it was still intense, but oddly satisfying.

She groaned low in her throat, the sound lost in that lust filled kiss as his hands found first the back of her head, then her side. She pressed into both subtly, unable to do either really but wanting to. She met his lips kiss for kiss until they broke apart, both a little breathless.

Nadia was Queen of the kingdom. He was a servant, little better than a slave. Both of them knew she could have him beheaded for no other reason than he looked at her the wrong way. It hung in the air between them like a white elephant. His hand was still on her side, she could feel its heat. She could feel how swollen her lips were from the kisses she had shared but it mattered little. She stared at him in silence.

Finally she whispered, “This is a very bad idea…” Then her fingers fisted in his jerkin and she tugged his body closer to hers, moulding against it as her lips feasted against his once more, her tongue tracing his lower lip until it parted to allow her entrance. Her own hands slid over his body then, easing under his tunic to explore his flat tummy.

Finally she drew back and looked at him. “This is a really, really bad idea.” She said again, this time almost sounding like she meant it. Of course it was a bad idea. What would the people say? It didn’t really matter then though, she Wanted it. Self control would be a hard won thing, if he made the slightest wrong move that control was going to shatter and she wasn’t sure if they would make it to the bed.
 
Maximus took another kiss from Nadia this time a lust filled one his lips and hers both aggressive to taste one another. Maximus pulled away not saying a word his hands fell to his side as he backed away from the queen. His eyes fixed on hers as he backed to the door way just like she did the first time she entered his cell. Maxmius knew that he could have taken her right there in the library but he wanted her to know what he went threw the last few days.

Maximus returned to Wolfgar finishing the stump removal in the field they wanted to plant in a few short days. Maximus stayed silent even when Wolfgar asked him a simple question he payed no attention to him. Maximus finished the days work and returned to his room. For the first night in a while Maximus slept comfortably he awoke early and headed to the field it was still dark out. Maximus sat on one of the stumps that needed to be pulled and watched the sun rise waiting to start his work day.Maximus avoided the queen for almost a week working until dark then going to his quarters then up before the sun rise to the field waiting for Wolfgar.

Sitting on the stump watching the sun wake from its slumber Maximus wondered what was going on in his Kingdom. Have they forgotten about me He wondered to himself.Maybe they will not try to rescue me Maximus hoped that this was not the case praying to the gods that his men would free him from this new path that she set him on.
 
She stared at him in a rather stunned silence as he left her there in the library. She was grateful he hadn’t pressed the advantage she’d given him by admitting her attraction to him but she was angry at the same time. Did he think he was to good for her? Upset, she retired to her rooms.

The next few days were laughable. It seemed that nobody ate in the hall for the first three days. Nadia wished to avoid him, He never showed up. Finally she’d had enough and began eat in her normal place once more. After all, it was hers right? The trouble then though, was the fact she would sit all alone, with only herself for company. Oddly, she missed him.

Instead, she threw herself into work around the kingdom, into her paintings and the rest of her ‘normal’ life. Still though, something seemed missing and she knew what it was. His kisses had awoken a dormant lust in her that ached to be satiated. She burned for him, tossing in her lonely bed into the night. She slept of course, but her sleep was neither sound nor restful.

A week passed. She understood intimately how he’d felt and just like him, she had enough. She had the guard let her into his cell and on pain of the threat to be tossed in a matching cell she gained his promise to not give her game away. She waited until she heard them coming, heard the question and refusal of a bath. She wrinkled her nose, thinking he was going to be stinky, but then she shrugged. She was past the point of caring.

She stood in a spot that was close to the door, yet he couldn’t see her instantly as he entered and then she waited until he was shown in. She was only a pace behind him and she took him by surprise, one hand on his shoulder spun him and then her weight pushed him back against the wall

Shorter or not, she stretched and her lips crushed against his as her hands began to roam over his clothes. She drew back long enough to whisper, “Be careful, the wrong move and I will scream. These games end Now! What will it be?” Her voice was both coldly furious and hotly passionate at the same time and her hands never slowed their aggressive moves while she waited for his answer.
 
Her kiss was aggressive he could taste the lust in her lips as there lips met again. Maximus pondered her orders , He wanted her as much as she wanted him. Maximus looked deep into her eyes as he grabbed the back of her head pulling her in for another kiss of his own. Like on the battle field Maximus tried to over power her but he had finally met his match. His rough hands pawed her form as he grabbed her and pressed her against the wall.

" Tell them to leave I do not plan on being quiet ,nor do I plan on having you be quiet either.", Maximus growled in a low tone. Maximus grabbed her breasts as he pressed her against the wall his lips fell to her neck biting and sucking on her soft flesh. Reaching around he fumbled with her dress to undo it finally getting fed up with it he ripped it off her body. Not worried about the outcome for destroying her royal garments maximus fell to a knee as he took one of her nipples in his mouth. Suckling on it his teeth grazing her sensitive flesh as his other hand pawed her body like the wild animal that she thought he was.

All of his plans out of his head everything his only though was to conquer her body like she conquered his men on the battle field. With her dress pooled on the dirty floor of his cell Maxmus fell to his other knee. Looking up at her as he took her nipples in his mouth watching the queen moan and writhe at his every touch.
 
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" Tell them to leave I do not plan on being quiet ,nor do I plan on having you be quiet either."

Nadia had just enough presence of mind to holler out the door something to that effect, though she said something about her prisoner finally being willing to impart sensitive information for which she needed privacy. She didn’t even hear if they left or not as Maximus took over her whole attention. In that moment she could have cared less if he was doing this to her in the middle of a packed arena.

She easily read his desire to overpower her in that first kiss but she was stubborn and wouldn’t let him have it. She fought his will the whole way until he seemed to give up and his lips softened a little, meeting her halfway in a kiss more like an equals. She moaned low in her throat as his lips and teeth explored her neck, arching toward him.

She hissed in surprised delight as his fingers shredded the fastenings of her dress, an instants though only spared to wonder how she would get back upstairs. She cried out again as his teeth found her erect nipples, but the pawing of her body got under her skin a little, distracting her from the enjoyable activities he was indulging in.

Still, as he concentrated on her nipples she pressed back to him, her eyes closed, moaning softly. Finally the pawing became to much though and she grabbed his hands, one in each of her own as she whispered, “Slow…” Gently she guided his large hands to her, easily covering her own breasts with his big hands. Using her hands as a guide, she moved his hands in a slow stroking pattern over everything she could reach.

Finally she let go and whispered, “Slowly, I am not going anywhere, you know that. Take your time and it will be better for it.” Her voice was persuasive, yet commanding as well, as if she knew one way or another she would get what she wanted, and just how she wanted it too.
 
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