Chapter Text
Princess Lucia stared outside her window, down at the kingdom from afar as the sun began to set. She liked this view. From this window, she could see so many people going about, living their lives. People from every walk of life could be seen, doing the best they could every day.
It would be nice if she could go down there. Be among her people.
But it was far too dangerous to leave the castle.
Every time she had tried to leave the castle recently, it had only spelled disaster for her. The royal mage told her it was because of a curse.
The curse laid by the neighboring Elk kingdom was a truly awful curse, setting her body ablaze every night withour fail. When he had heard of her predicament a few years ago, soon after it had happened, the mage came from afar to offer his assistance. The king and queen accepted almost too eagerly.
They reassured her the mage was a trustworthy old friend, but they had never spoken of him before. She felt it was strange. In the beginning, she couldn't trust him. He was a suspicious stranger in the castle, with his annoying smile and unfamiliarity.
But eventually, she had to admit, he wasn't suspicious. After all, every night without fail, he had come to her chambers to lighten the curse, so that she might get a good night's sleep.
She had..grown to care for him, quite a bit in fact. But she didn't dare utter such things. Her pride was far too great to admit to such feelings. And besides, what could a princess like her offer him? A princess who only had her royal title was no match for such an esteemed mage. She wished she could be someone like him.
She continued to mull over these thoughts, mindlessly twirling her hair in her fingers as she continued to stare out at the populace as the citizens slowly but surely went to their homes. To the comfort of a warm hearth and loved ones.
Suddenly, she heard a knock, and stood up hastily.
"Your highness, may I enter?" a now too familiar voice called out from behind the door.
She breathed in and out, steeling her nerves. "Y-yes, you may enter."
The royal mage Gwylan opened the door once given permission, walking into the room with his usual gentle smile, holding his wooden staff.
"Good..good evening, Sir Gwylan. I hope your day found you well." she muttered. She had a difficult time keeping her composure around him.
"It is now, my lady." he replied, his words making her cheeks flush.
She tried to play off her embarrassment with a small cough. "An..anyways, I presume you're here for the treatment?"
He nodded. "Indeed. I'll wait for you to get into position, and I'll start it as usual."
She quickly made her way over to her bed, laying down on top of it with her head on her pillow, as Gwylan followed her, sitting down on the edge of the bed next to her.
"My lady, I'll begin now." Gwylan said, as a green light shone from his staff, and the princess felt her eyes droop, as she drifted off into a peaceful slumber. She was truly lucky that he had arrived at the palace to help with the curse, even if she almost didn't want the curse to ever be dispelled, if it meant he'd stay at the palace with her. But that was silly.
A while later, her eyes groggily opened, expecting to see the morning sun shining through her windows like usual, but..the moon was still high in the sky. Did Gwylan make a mistake with the spell?
She felt more sluggish than she usually did when waking up, so it took her a minute to realize something else was wrong.
She could feel something, down between her legs..the princess looked down, only to see her clothes discarded to the side, and a hand in a place where it very well shouldn't, belonging to someone whose hand shouldn't be anywhere near there.
Gwylan.
She tried to say something, but only managed to let out a few mumbles. What was wrong with her? No, maybe this was just a dream.
But…the sensation of his touch felt too real. Far too real to be but a dream. It wasn't that she had never dreamed about such a scenario, but..there was a difference between fantasizing about him, and whatever was happening now.
She attempted to speak again, this time finding more success. "Wh..what…" she managed to stammer out, not much, but more than incoherent mumbled at the very least.
Gwylan turned his head towards her, stopping the motions of his hand, and smiled. "I see you're awake. I had been wondering when you'd wake up."
He knew she would wake up?
Lucia let out a few confused mumbles, trying to move her limbs, but failing, her muscles unresponsive. Panic began to set in.
He noticed the fearful look on her face, and reached out to her head, gently stroking her hair. "You're okay, dear princess. You're safe."
At his words, she felt a strange wave of relaxation fall over her. Something wasn't right. Had he used some sort of magic besides that which was used for treatment?
"I made sure the sleep spell would be a little lighter tonight. My apologies, but I couldn't take it anymore..I wanted to make sure you'd be awake for this." he said, as he resumed stroking her clit, making her squirm.
"You're truly so cruel, dear, to have forgotten all about me, when I haven't forgotten you for even a day. But it's alright. You'll just have to get to know my touch all over again. If there's one good things those filthy elks have done, it was allow me to find you again."
She didn't understand what she was talking about. Why was he acting like this?
This was wrong. What he was doing..was wrong, surely. Yet the longer this went on, the more she couldn't seem to find the motivation to even try to resist it. She was..feeling so strange.
It wasn't that she had never touched herself before, but this felt different in so many ways..
Gwylan removed his finger from her, causing her to let out a confused mumble. Why did he stop so suddenly?
Gwylan noticed her noise, and leaned over, kissing her on her forehead. "Now, now, I'm just going to change positions, dear princess."
He began to maneuver himself downwards, leaving soft kisses and bites down her body as he moved, stopping at her breasts, as he began to suck and nibble on her nipples, making her writhe. It felt strange, but not in a bad way.
He continued this for a few minutes, occasionally removing his mouth from her nipple to switch to the other one, or to leave another lovebite on her breasts, neck, or collarbone. Eventually, he began to move further down, positioning his head in between her legs.
She let out a noise of surprise, as he leaned his face into her crotch, and began to gently lick her clit.
She let out a small whimper, which made him remove his head, a look of alarm on his face. "Are you alright?" he enquired, moving back up a bit to cup her face in his hands worriedly.
She tried to respond, but only let out a few mumbles.
Gwylan giggled softly. "Sorry, dear, I forgot about that. You can speak now."
At his words, she felt some of the fog lift from her brain, enough to form full sentences. "I'm..fine..but what are you doing, Sir Gwylan..? Is this a dream?"
He put a finger to her lips. "Just call me Gwylan."
"..Gwy..Gwylan." she mumbled, a faint blush rising to her cheeks from informal speech she wasn't used to after spending her life keeping a distance from others.
He smiled gently. "That will do. I miss the days when you'd call me with more affection, but this will do for now. And as for your questions..I'm treating you. Of course, I can't say my intentions here are completely innocent either."
She frowned. "But why? Why would you do something like this?"
She wasn't sure if she was in danger or not, but either way, it wouldn't hurt to cooperate with him until she figured out what was going on, right?
"It's because I love you, of course." he said, gently stroking the side of her face. "It's funny..I used to have so much trouble saying such things, but after so long apart, I don't want to wait another second without doing so."
Her face turned red. "I still don't know what you're talking about. This is highly improper-mmph!"
Her words of complaint were cut off as Gwylan brought his lips to her own, hungrily kissing her, as if he was dying of thirst and she was an oasis. Her limbs twitched as he continued to explore her mouth with her tongue.
A minute passed, before he pulled away from the kiss with a rosy glow. "Hopefully you'll remember eventually. And even if you don't, I have all the time in the world to make you fall in love with me all over again."
She let out a few flustered squeaks, trying to come to terms with what happened, as Gwylan moved down towards her legs once again, repositioning himself back to licking her clit.
Gwylan soon moved one hand to her thigh, gripping it, and his other hand towards her pussy, gently inserting two fingers as he started slowly thrusting while sucking on her clit.
She let out soft gasps as he continued to touch her. It felt so wrong for something like this to be happening in such a way, but… she couldn't deny it also felt so right, in a way she couldn't explain. Nor could she explain the way she was behaving.
"This is..improper. If you stop at once, I won't tell anyone about this." she demanded, though her heart wasn't in it, her body not wanting to listen to the logic in her brain.
He stared up at her, briefly pausing to look at her with eyes that resembled a hungry predator animal. That look made her shiver.
"Shhh.. it's okay. Don't be scared. Just relax, and I'll take care of everything. You don't have to move a muscle."
Once he uttered those words, she felt her body become more sluggish and her ability to speak reduced to mumbles yet again.
Gwylan focused his attention back on her pussy as jolted at each pleasurable touch.
He continued to pleasure her for a few more minutes, before suddenly stopping. She let out an unintentional whine at the loss of the sensation, which made Gwylan laugh.
"Needy, needy princess. It seems I've done well to train your body to respond to me, even if you were asleep for it."
She whimpered, and looked away.
He moved away from her pussy, positioning his own bottom half as he removed his pants, making her let out a shocked squeak. He…wasn't planning on doing what she thought he was going to do, right?
She watched in equal parts anxiety and anticipation as he positioned his length up against her pussy, gently rubbing against it, making her let out a small whine.
Gwylan's face looked flushed, and he had an odd look on his face. "Dear…I'm sure no one will have a problem if we consumate our future wedding a little early, right? I'm sorry, but I can't hold back anymore..I need to be inside you.."
She let out a few mumbles that were meant to be protests, but he took them as a yes. He leaned down, wrapping his arms around her, and slowly started to slide inside of her, making her whimper as she felt the intruding length stretch out her walls.
She always thought this kind of thing would happen in a more romantic way, akin to a fairytale.
Yet here she was.
Gwylan slowly began to speed up his thrusts, aiming for her sweet spot as he did, making her let out soft moans at the pleasant sensations, despite the circumstances.
She mustered up the ability to move slightly, and wrapped her arms around him for support, making Gwylan flinch in surprise.
"I didn't think you'd be able to move yet..you always surprise me, dear. Don't worry about a thing, and hold onto me if you need to." he said, as he started to speed up, causing her to dig her nails into his back.
He briefly stopped. "Are you okay? Did that hurt?" he asked, worry apparent across his features.
She shook her head, grasping him tighter, and wiggling her hips against him. She didn't understand why she was doing this. But at this point, she was too lost in pleasure to care about logic or reason. She just wanted more.
He smiled, and her heart skipped a beat.
Really..considering her crush on him this was all feeling very complicated. His smile was still just as charming to her.
Gwylan resumed the same pace of movement, while removing one hand from around her, moving it downwards towards her clit, rubbing it intensely as squeals left her lips.
As he made love to her, she felt the long-awaited feeling of an orgasm approaching, as she continued dig her nails into his back to steady herself, clenching around him as he came.
Gwylan let out a gasp at the sensation of her squeezing him, as it pushed him over the edge as well, shooting out his seed inside her with a loud moan before biting down onto her neck hard, making her yelp, but not completely from pain.
Her eyes opened wide. That might have been a bit too loud..she didn't know what would happen if someone heard that. She tried to tell him this, but still found herself only able to form mumbles as he nuzzled into her contentedly, closing his eyes.
She kept trying to alert him, but soon enough, she heard a knock at the door which filled her heart with fear.
"Your highness? We heard a noise. Please open the door."
He opened his eyes, pouting. Wasn't he scared of the consequences? Did this man have no fear?
"Your highness, if you don't open the door, we'll have no choice but to open it ourselves to check for danger."
Suddenly, she felt her voice loosen back up. "Gwylan..we need to go. This kingdom doesn't take kindly to premarital sex." she whispered.
He looked at her with a confused gaze. "You want me to take you somewhere? I'm surprised you're warming up to me so quickly."
She huffed. "My own complicated emotions and this whole debacle aside, I'd rather take my chances with you than the guards."
He titled his head. "Wouldn't your parents protect you from such?"
She shook her head. "They do love me, but they're just as chained by the rules of the kingdom as anyone else. And considering I'm not the only royal child, the laws won't be too kind to me in this scenario. So.." she snapped her fingers. "..do some magic, and get us out of here!"
He patted her head, and reached for his wooden staff with his other hand, as it began to glow.
"As you wish, princess."
Suddenly, the door barged opened as the spell was being cast, knights rushing in on alert.
The bed didn't leave any room for doubt, however..the princess had violated the kingdom's rules.
They'd be coming after her. She could only hope her mage was tricky enough to evade them, she thought as she held onto him tightly as the spell teleported them away.