Alice Liddel carefully bandaged Boris' torso. He winced in pain, as she tightened the cloth. He had recently, gotten into a fight with the palace guards.
"How's that?" she asked.
He looked down, then gave her a feline smiled."Much better. Thanks."
"Your should seriously stop sneaking in the courtyard Boris. You're going get killed one of these days!"
"Nah... I'm to smart for that," he said leaned back in the cushion, then raised his arms behind his head. Alice pouted. He sense her tension and looked up at her.
"What?"
"You!" she huffed.
"Huh?"
"Your impossible. You don't listen. You don't worry. You don't care...," she turned her head away from him and crosses her arms. There was a long pause, then she felt a hand turn her head. Boris looked in her eyes.
"That's not true...," he said pushing her hair back, "I care for you."
Her face shown a surprise. Boris leaned over slowly, then gently kissed her. Her normal reaction would be to pull back and yell in disgust, but she didn't feel like it. Instead, she closed her eyes and felt him mouth her lips. It was...enjoyable.
Her hands reached up and wound into his purple-ish hair. She kissed him back. Each of them becoming more hungry and excited by their new discovery. Love.
"Boris...," she whispered. But was soon dissolved in him again.
He growled gently as he pushed her into the beany cushion. He was becoming more aggressive. More anxious. Her hands pressed against his bare chest.
"I love you, Alice... I always have," whispered in between hot kisses. His hands gripped her hips and moved her in place.
She found she couldn't fight him. She didn't wanted to fight him...
Boris' hands reached underneath him, and pulled her skirts up. Then slowly removed her panties. She let out a gasp as he pressed his first kiss to her neck. A cold shiver ran down her spine as he pushed in between her legs. He still wore his kilt/pants, but she could still feel it. Hard.
He began pushing his waist against her instinctively. Her eyes rolled up, imaging what it would feel like to have him in her. Dear Lord... She moaned.
With a a moment to spare, Boris quickly began pulling off his kilt/pants. Waiting was a tease.
Alice closed her eyes as he did so. This was it. She was going to give up her virginity to Boris. The feline punk. She almost laughed at the thought, but was too nervous to do so.
Finally Boris leaned back over her. His grin bigger than ever, and he lye back down next to her. Then, did she realized he was naked. He nuzzled his face against her forehead, playfully. A soft purr rumbled deep in his throat.