A Private Courtship

Princess Trevolia hurried to you as the song concluded, followed distantly by her mother, Queen Belvedine, and the rest of her family.

"Oh Silve! Your music is divine!"

"Thank you, Princess. I am humbled to be able to perform for the Royal Family. Any musician or bard would consider it an honor"

Having heard the tail end of the statement, the King speaks up "you think too little of yourself, young man. You are as much a noble as the people you play for, and your family have been dear friends to us, with unquestioned loyalty."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Even still, there is as much that separates myself from you as there is separates me from a commoner."

"Well said," The prince responds quickly, and with an understated tone, pointing towards his continued irritation with your presence.

"You have a good head on your shoulders, young man" The King states "And we would all benefit if you were to put music aside and pursue other avenues within the court."

"Thank you, your majesty, but music is first among my passions. I'm afraid if you gave me a position with your court I would muck everything up." You catch the eyes of the Princess, seeing her blush gently. She in turn looks to the Queen, who gestures to the others.

"Well, we have many more people to speak with, and we should leave the two of you alone to continue conversing." With a nudge, the King and Prince understand and agree. Formal bows are given as they depart, leaving you with the Princess. She gives a moment to wait for them to escape earshot.

"First among your passions?" She asks coyly.

"Well, tied for first." You answer with a smile "I couldn't well tell them that I fancy their favored child and only daughter."

"Imagine being their only daughter, and wanting to tell them you fancy an noble orc, who just so happens to be the most enchanting musician in the Kingdom."

"I imagine they would have a number of things to say, including me being the greatest musician."

"Well, you're my favorite, by far. The only dreadful part is that I can't dance with you and listen to you play at the same time."

You laugh gently, and Trevolia begins to fume in response. "What's so funny about that?"

"Nothing" You respond quickly, with a calming smile "Just, that's the first time you've expressed that thought. Had I known that's what you wanted, I could have made that happen."

She looked at you curiously "How?"

"I could give you a demonstration, if you can think of somewhere else we could go. Wouldn't want to have all these wandering eyes on us, after all."

The princess's face quickly moves to an eager smile. "Of course, follow me." Not there was much choice in the matter, as she grabbed your free hand and led you away from the party, right to her expansive and familiar bedroom.

"I should have known." You state as you enter, fondly recalling previous escapades with Trevolia.

"You almost sound disappointed. So, how do you plan on performing and dancing at the same time?"

"By cheating, of course" You respond mischievously, taking a chance to kiss her on the lips as you hold her hands up to a dancing pose "Shall I lead?"

"You always do, whether you have permission or not" The princess responds, causing you to laugh. Regaining yourself, you make a small mental count of time and begin to sway with her in dance.

"Okay, we're dancing, but where's your lovely song?"

"Do you not hear it?" You respond coyly "close your eyes, and focus" She does as you ask. With your knowledge of Bardic magic, you begin to conjure a phantom melody, similar to what you were playing outside for the audience, beginning as a faint whisper and growing in sound. The princess opens her eye's with wonder as she has a giddy smile.

"Silve, you truly are amazing, how do you do that?"

"I've been studying the arcane magic of bards in my free time."

"You truly are extraordinary, Silve" The Princess says "I knew there was a reason I fell in love with you."

"I love you too princess." The dancing and the music stop, there is no further need for them. The Princess pulls you down to kiss you, slowly and seductively. As your lips touch, she grows in passion, pushing her tongue to meet yours. Soft moans fill the bedroom that before had music, until the princess breaks away, trying to exit her dress as she makes her way to the bed. You stare at her as you undress as well, pleased seeing her soft, pale and radiant skin exposed to the morning sun through the large windows, reflecting off her raven hair.

Joining her in bed, her eyes widen seeing your large erection. It's not the first time you two have laid together in her bed, but it hasn't been often. Leaning forward, she wraps her dainty fingers around it, stroking it gently.

"That was the other reason" She humored "I've been thinking about this alot lately, how much I want to ride it and feel every inch inside me."

"Well, my dear, you're going to have to wait just a little while more." You pull her hand away and easer back into the bed. You peck her lips with yours, moving down to her lovely neck. With each kiss, you move further down her body, pausing to give many kisses on and around her amazing, plump breasts. Her tiny nipples make them seem even larger by comparison. Descending quickly across her waist, you arrive at the treasured land, her eager pussy. You give her large, eager licks between her folds. Her moans begin with first touch.

"Oh Gods!" She let out, squiriming in the sheets "Between this and your songs, I think you have the most gifted tongue in the world" As if to confirm her exclamation, you take two fingers to part her folds, and shove your tongue inside, fluttering it back and forth inside quickly, using your free thumb to rub her clitoris gently. Her hips begin to move on their own, pushing into your face.

"Silve! Please, this is wonderful, but it's only making me want your cock even more. I'm done waiting!" She said almost begging.

"Of course princess, whatever you want." You lift up and switch places with her on your back, your legs raised at the knees. Trevolia straddles you, moaning even louder as your cock glides in her sopping wet folds. She rocks back and forth on you slowly, staring deeply into your orange orc eyes. It's almost unnerving the passion and focus she gives you, but you stare back, letting any sense of vulnerability or worry fade away. She breaks the stare first as she reaches down to make out with you again.

"Why must we wait so long?" She asks as she breaks her kiss. "Why must it be months of time that we have to wait to express our love for each other like this?"

"How much would you prefer?" You respond, returning the question with a question.

"Ohhh, no longer than a day." She lifts herself up, her pace increasing "I want to be able to have you in my bed every night, and see you every morning"

"Princess, are you saying..." You start to ask, but she leans a finger over your lips,

"Sshhhhh, let's not worry about that right now. Let's just enjoy the moment while we can..." Sitting all the way up, she shifts her weight so that she begins to bounce up and down. Having found the spot, her pace quickens rapidly. Her moans grow louder and louder, until she reaches her orgasm. Having climaxed, she keeps her position, but doesn't move, your strong cock idle inside her.

"You have a wonderful singing voice yourself, Princess" You joke.

"Thank you, I hope to have lots more practice with you. Now, what about you? How do we get such a handsome, talented orc to cum?"

Before an answer could be given, the doors to the Princess' room barrel open with speed and fury. The Prince leads two soldiers, fully armed. Fear runs down your spine, knowing how poorly this looks for you. There's a couple of options, but none of them good. Your first instinct is to try and run, but a small voice inside says to face what's coming with bravery.