Waking in Kihara's arms, Marcus finds comfort

Marcus woke the next morning in Kihara's arms, lying snuggled up against the older woman's soft chest, her muscled leg lying across his waist and keeping him firmly pinned there, not that he minded of course. She was still asleep, taking long, even breaths above him that tickled over his skin. This was the first time he'd actually woken up before her since they'd started traveling together. Maybe she found being back in her own bed so comforting that she'd decided to sleep in today. The thought made the young prince smile as he gazed up at his lover's slumbering face. Sunlight was streaming through the silk curtains covering the window behind him, the rays catching on her naked body and making her seem to glow under his admiring gaze.

Kihara...really was just so beautiful and gazing at her like this he felt it all the more, utterly unable to look away from her perfect face. Her full lips were glistening and wet and so soft pressed against his own when she kissed him, her smooth, tanned skin and those long, dark lashes that framed her eyes. And then the sleek black hair that she usually kept tied back, but that now flowed down her muscled back like a river of midnight. Her body...was amazing too of course, with all those big muscles and round curves leading down to her long, long legs he couldn't stop himself from wanting to kiss. She was just gorgeous...and so strong and brave and clever, part of him still couldn't quite believe such an amazing woman was even bothering with a short, weak and nervous boy like him.

The young prince shivered slightly, the soft flesh of his butt tingling as if to remind him where that kind of thinking had ended him up last time. Even if he was getting used to the idea that he just...might be naughty enough to enjoy her spanking him, the thought of that kind of punishment from an angry and disappointed Kihara was a very different thing he was sure he didn't want. If she was going to smack his butt, as she'd promised she would last night, he'd much rather it be playful and teasing, with plenty of soothing rubs and squeezes of his bare flesh between the hard slaps. All to leave his soft cheeks nice and pink and glowing hot, the sharp sting left by her palm a rather firm reminder of just who he belonged to. Just the thought made his dick throb eagerly between his thighs. He'd never have guessed he might actually enjoy having his butt spanked, but of course Kihara had already known. Just another way she knew what was best for him...

Sighing to himself at his own confusing fantasies, Marcus snuggled closer into her warm naked body, her skin smooth and soft against his own. Her boobs were right in front of his face, and he couldn't resist leaning right in to press his lips against those perfect mounds. He nuzzled in, planting soft, tender kisses on her smooth, tanned flesh and breathing in the sweet smell of her that made his belly flutter wildly. He didn't mean to wake her, in fact he'd rather have lied here against his sleeping lover way longer, but of course all that loving attention made the older woman stir against the sheets, breathing deeper as she rose from her deep slumber. Her dark eyes fluttered open and quickly found his face, her lips curling into a warm smile as she gazed down at him, pressed firmly into her perfect boobs where he was really starting to feel like he belonged.

The young prince wriggled up and smiled back as he felt her bare leg shift over his side, pulling him in closer. Meanwhile, one of her big, warm hands settled on his back, gently stroking along his skin in long, tender caresses. Just like she'd promised him last night, he felt much better now after a night of rest, all his fears about being taken so far from his home seeming rather distant in her warm arms. Of course he was still worried about what was happening back home in the castle, but at least here...with her looking after him, he was safe. And she'd promised she'd send word there soon, so he'd know his parents were okay, wherever they were.

"Good morning, little one." Kihara murmured, that cute name she always called him making Marcus blush hotter. She always said it with such warmth and care, it felt like her telling him with just those two short words that even though he was weak and short and nervous, she'd always be there watching out for him. There were other things it told him too, like how since she was older and smarter than he was he'd better listen to her and respect that she always knew what was best for him, whether that was tender reassurance in her arms, or a hard bare bottom spanking over her knee. And he didn't mind that in the slightest, in fact it was rather thrilling just to think about.

"Good morning." The young prince replied, his voice a little breathless as her hand traced over his back, stroking along bare skin. He moaned softly when her fingers slid further down to his quivering butt, running little circles over his smooth flesh. She paused a moment, smiling indulgently down at him, then gave each soft cheek a firm pat that sent tingles through his needy body. Gasping, Marcus wriggled uncertainly against his lover's naked body at the very pleasant warmth her palm landing on his bare skin had left there. After what she'd done to him last night, tenderly draining his balls of every drop of cum he had, he'd been sure it would take a day at least for his soft dick to stir, but even now he could feel an insistent ache between his legs as it struggled to stiffen up again. Just from her smacking him gently like that. Marcus blushed hot at the thought, he really was a naughty boy.

"Such a sweet thing to wake up to." Kihara purred, her dark eyes drifting over his face. Marcus knew what that tender breathlessness in her voice meant and raised his head to meet her as she leaned down over him, his lips parting. Sure enough, she kissed him tenderly, her muscled leg sliding down his side as she hugged him to her soft chest. Her tongue slid deftly between his lips, finding his own and teasing it with gentle little licks. The soft skin of her lips felt so very right pressing down on his moan. He was breathing rather harder when she drew back, trembling in her embrace. It might not have been as fierce or hungry as some of the kisses she'd given him when they were making love, but when she gently pressed her lips to his and held him like that it still made it really quite hard for him to think. That she could look so composed afterwards, smiling down at him with just a faint flush darkening her tanned cheeks, was just more evidence for the dazed young prince of how he'd better let her decide everything for him from now on. "I'd love to stay in bed with you for rather longer, little one, the whole day in fact. We could spend hours with that pretty face buried between my legs. Or perhaps I'd put you over my lap instead, give that naughty bottom the kind of firm spanking a boy like you thoroughly deserves." She continued, the eager glint in her eyes making him much long for that as well. The skin of his butt tingled as he remembered just how much he'd enjoyed the short spanking she'd given him in the bath last night, how her firm palm had stung across his flesh and left him whimpering with desire. "But my auntie did want to see you again, remember?"

"Yes, Kihara, I remember." Marcus nodded hurriedly, trying not to look too anxious as he thought about the way the intimidating empress had ordered Kihara to bring him back before her. It wasn't a meeting he was looking forward to after she'd already tried to take him away to her harem, but hopefully this time she'd be...less forceful about things. He did want to get on well with his lover's relatives after all, no matter how scary they were. The young prince sighed in disappointment when Kihara let her arm slip from around his shoulders, missing her comforting embrace already. She rose up and sat on the bed beside him, leaving him raptly watching the way her muscles worked under her smooth, tanned skin with every movement. Her shoulders and toned back rippled with muscle as she reached up to stretch her arms above her head, leaving Marcus panting helplessly and utterly unable to look away. He was pretty sure she was teasing him, since she held that pose rather longer and turned slightly to give him a better view, but at last she let her arms drop to her sides and lowered her head to gaze at his naked body, lying there on the bed for her to stare at all she pleased. He felt his blush grow hotter, but he didn't move an inch, letting his lover enjoy him.

"You definitely charmed her last time, but Auntie has rather high standards, and she'll be expecting you to look your best. That means, I need to get you dressed and ready for her, looking even cuter and prettier than you already do." The older woman smiled thinly, something eager and hungry in her eyes as her gaze drifted over his bare, tingling skin. It took a few moments for her words to filter through the haze of desire, but when they did, Marcus paused and swallowed, a flicker of nervousness running down his spine. He very much enjoyed the way she was looking at him, of course, but something about the way she'd said that left him a little anxious about just what she had planned to make him suitable to be presented before her aunt. Of course he knew she wouldn't do anything bad and she'd pause to soothe his nerves if she thought he needed that. He'd already accepted she knew best, so he'd better just listen to her now too and do what she wanted. "We have quite a lot to do, little one, so it's going to be a rather busy morning for both of us, but I think I'm going to enjoy it rather a lot." Kihara purred, her dark eyes seeming to gleam in the warm sunlight.