Rose, in the royal quarters

When you strolled out of the throne room the soldiers were still ripping down the curtains, carrying off statues and shields, tapestries and armor, everything that carried your defeated foes colors or sigils. There were a handful of soldiers gathered around you as you left, these were your personal guards and they had been assigned to your safety by General Keira herself.

You stroll through the palace, climbing staircases and wandering through wide corridors, pausing every now and again to issue orders to your men or to examine one of the beautiful piece of art and intricately woven tapestries that dotted the hallways and staircases of the palace.

“John!” the shout comes from below and behind you as you climb a wide marble staircase, you recognize the voice easily and turn around to see Keira climbing the steps behind you. Like you she is clad for battle, dark red and black leather tightly hugging her voluptuous form. Her helmet dangled from a leather belt on one hip and her sword, a long wickedly curved weapon, clung to the opposite side.

Your friend falls into step behind you as you resume climbing “Where are you off to?” she inquires.
A strand of her honey gold hair had come loose from the no-nonsense ponytail she wore, the thick lock of hair dangled before one beautiful blue eye and she brushed it away in annoyance.

“Rose is here” you tell her and a delighted grin flashes across the Generals face. You had always been thankful that your fiancée and best friend were friends. “She is waiting for me in the Royal Quarters”
A knowing grin appears on Keira’s face as she looks at you “Great minds think alike.” she tells you laughingly.
When you shoot her a quizzical look she smiles smugly “I have Duke Lambert’s son waiting for me in his quarters”

“Frederik?” you ask teasingly “Isn’t he a little young?”

“He turned eighteen over six months ago” she protested, her smile turned wicked as she continues “And I do so like the scholarly types, they are so very ... eager to learn”

The two of you share a laugh before you part ways at the top of the staircase, with Keira turning to the left, into the quarters for nobles and visiting ambassadors. You went to the right instead, into the Royal Area, the section of the palace set aside for the quarters of the Royal Family. You soon reach your destination and gesture for the guardsmen to wait outside as you push open the door and step into what had once been the Royal Quarters.

The Royal Quarters are supposed to be the very best in the Palace. A fitting place for a conquering princess like yourself.
Once inside, your eyes went immediately to the massive four poster bed, or more precisely to the lovely young woman who was standing before it.

Rose was truly stunning, although you had left the Throne Room less than five minutes after she had, somehow your lovely fiancée had managed to not only drop off your sister but also to change her gown. This one was of beautiful sapphire blue silk, sleeveless and possessing wide deep oval section missing from the bodice, along with a pair of thigh high slits, leaving much of her legs and most of the inner slopes of her ample bosom bare to your hungry eyes.

“I like your dress” you tell her, your voice is tight and stiff “But maybe you should take it off before it gets damaged”

Her smile widens smugly as she begins stripping off the tight silk dress. Your own fingers meanwhile, are working desperately at the suddenly uncooperative buckles of your tight leather armor. You had never wanted to get out of the protective gear more in your life than you right did now and a process that took only a few moments felt almost endless.

When at last you manage to strip off the stubborn armor and look up, Rose is naked and standing only a few steps away. Her marble pale skin contrasting with her raven black hair and eyes. Your fiancée, unlike yourself, was solely female. She was tall and slender with large perky breasts topped by deep red nipples and a clean shaven snatch that is already glistening damply.

You open your mouth to speak but she interrupts you “I have missed you John” she tells you, taking a step forward and dropping down to her knees. “And I have missed this cock” she continues, running her hands up and down the now iron hard shaft jutting from between your long, slender legs “This big beautiful cock”.

A soft gasp escapes you as Rose slowly begins taking your cock into her mouth, running her tongue around it as she slowly works more and more of your dick into her mouth. You groan gently as Rose relaxes her throat and takes inch after inch of your straining cock into her mouth and throat. She looks up at you with pride in her dark eyes when the tip of her nose finally touches the flesh of your lower abdomen.

Rose was not only now eagerly bobbing her head up and down on your cock, but she wrung a sharp whimpering groan from you as she suddenly slipped two fingers into your dripping snatch. Now beginning to eagerly slide them in and out of your quim.
Between your lovely fiancée’s efforts on both your straining cock and sopping wet quim you could feel your legs weakening and your knees turning into jelly. You sagged weakly against a bedpost as Rose only increased her efforts.

“Rose” you gasp finally “Rose, I am going to come”
She only smiles around the thick cock in her mouth as she looks up momentarily before resuming her attention to your straining penis. You groan deeply as you explode in her mouth and Rose swallowed dutifully, gulping down your semen quickly though a thin trickle leaked around your cock and dripped down onto her ample chest.

Letting your cock slip from her lips, Rose grinned up at you proudly as you look down at her.