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“Let’s get out of here and have a little extra fun tonight,” a sultry voice whispered into Maxie’s ear.
Maxie jumped, letting out a small gasp. She had been standing erect, vigilantly guarding the door behind her, and although the voice startled her, her posture immediately began to soften. She turned to see who she expected, as there could only be one person who would utter those words to her, none other than Princess Gemma.
When Maxie turned to face her lover, Princess Gemma had a coy, flirtatious smile on her face. She had used this code phrase with Maxie to mean she was interested in getting intimate. What had startled Maxie was the time and place the phrase was said.
“Princess Gemma,” she said, quickly composing herself and bowing her head. “You want to leave work? Weren’t you in the middle of a council meeting?”
Princess Gemma worked long and arduous hours alongside a council of advisors that she had chosen to rebuild the parts of the Sovereign Kingdom that were damaged by War of Androxa. The province had been ravaged by the neighboring Kingdom of Manna, a small but brutal nation that was after the resources on native Androxa land. Maxie was all too familiar with this conflict, as she had served on the front lines and worked her way through the ranks to become Head General of the Sovereign Kingdom’s military. Although the conflict ended over a year ago, there were many open wounds, literally and figuratively, that needed mending.
“The council can handle the remaining items on their own,” she said with a smirk. “And I could use a break from it, frankly. Some time away to relax, which I know you’re so good at helping me with.” She laid a delicate finger under Maxie’s chin and smoothly grazed her thumb across her cheek to cup her face gently.
Maxie started to melt under her Princess’s touch. She could never say no to Gemma when she was like this. Deep down, all Maxie wanted to do was please her Princess.
But she also had a sworn duty to protect her.
Maxie looked back at the door to the council chambers with a slightly furrowed brow.
“Don’t be so worried,” Princess Gemma cooed. “They can handle it on their own for one night. I did choose the most capable people to aid me. And if they get stuck on anything, they can ask me tomorrow.”
Maxie relaxed a bit from the sound of Gemma’s sultry voice and her soft touch. “Of course, my Princess. You’re right, as always. I just can’t help but worry...about the kingdom, yes, but also for you. We need to ensure stability in order to ensure your safety as well.”
Gemma’s thumb continued to gently caress Maxie’s face. “I understand. After I lost my family in this war, I’ve barely had time to grieve. I had to get us out of that conflict, and now I’m trying to prevent the next one. And you’ve been instrumental in making progress, my noble general. No matter how far apart, or close.” She pulled her face in closer to Maxie’s. “You’re always so helpful getting me what I need.”
Maxie’s breath was taken away when Gemma kissed her. She dropped her sword and grabbed onto Gemma’s waist and pulled her closer until Gemma’s belt clanked against her armored breastplate. Gemma kissed her again and again hungrily, suckling on her lips and pressing her tongue into Maxie’s mouth.
As Maxie returned Gemma’s kisses, she pushed the Princess against the wall and pinned her waist. She could feel Gemma’s smile against her lips and her fingers wander through Maxie’s hair as they continued to make out passionately. The heat rose between them, and Maxie was filled with Gemma’s scent—fresh jasmine, sweet and earthy. The smell consumed her, and brought her back to the very first time she had encountered her Princess…