the blonde brings their lips together , an explosion of hunger and tension caused by the past few days they have been without each other . aside from not being able to escape the royal life that was her duty to keep up with , she had been spending most of her days at her sword fighting practices after begging her mother to let her do at least one thing she actually enjoyed without pretending to ( which couldn’t be said about the other activities that she was expected to invest her time in as a princess ) .
she doesn’t really think , doesn’t think about how reckless she’s being when she traps the older woman against the wall and lets her fingers disappear under the material of a long , satin skirt that separates the princess from her porcelain skin . perhaps , the fact that she very rarely gives her actions any thought before doing something will get her in a lot of trouble someday —— but instead of dwelling on that thought for too long , emma’s lips become rougher against the other blonde’s , fingers demanding as they tease between caroline’s thighs .
when digits slip past the forest of golden trees and pull , forcing lips to separate and lungs to gasp for air , the princess looks at her with dark eyes , the space around them falling silent until … pulling caroline away from the rough surface of the wall , the girl has her spun around and moved to face the window before the woman can say anything in protest . pressing herself up against caroline , emma lets her lips brush against the governess’ neck , a wicked smirk slipping onto her lips . ❝ then , you better keep quiet . ❞
was she going to make her beg? the air was knocked right out of her lungs, caroline’s chest and stomach and forehead pressed without mercy against a cold, glass window. facing the palace’s courtyard, deserted but for only goodness knew how much longer. however, all words of protest she could have pronounced were left trapped inside her mouth the moment emma’s lips came in contact with the tender, sensitive skin on the back of her neck. pebbling it with goosebumps, causing her heart to pound and knees to become weak. to tremble, so very lightly under her dress, and caroline relied on emma for support as she pushed the curve of her ass against the princess’ garments.
if they were going to do this — and they were — then they were going to do it right. no shame, no pretending to be careful —- without holding anything back, and it was the thrill of this newly found freedom that pained a charming grin across the governess’ lips.
❝ is that an order, your highness? ❞ there was a teasing tone to each one of the words that followed, one she couldn’t care less to hide. hands holding on to the crystal surface, caroline turned her head around to meet emma’s glance halfway, lips no longer forming a stern line but plump and flushed with desire. with need to touch and be touched, their forbidden affair exposed for anyone in the kingdom to steal a glimpse. ❝ kiss me again. ❞