Hello everybody. Here is the last chapter of this story and I hope you enjoy it! Sorry for writing I remind you that I'm French ^^.
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The next morning, Jasmine woke up alone, a blanket on her. Suddenly she heard a voice so she took the precaution of covering properly under the duvets.
"Jasmine ? Ah, you're awake..." Jafar said, coming in front of her. Unlike the princess, he was completely dressed.
"Oh, it's you. Yes, have you been up for a long time ?" she asked.
"For a moment... I'm brought you a blanket to cover you, I think it would be more practical than covering with cushions..." he remarked with a smile. Jasmine did not answer and returned her smile.
"What are we going to do now... For my father I mean ?" asked the princess, worried.
"Well... you decide princess. You know that I love you anyway ... I would respect your choice, but if you want my opinion ... I think it should be made aware. This will prevent us from spending our life hiding ... "Jafar proposes.
"Yes, you're right. But I prefer to finish the training. We'll have to announce the two news at the same time." she said, getting up some cushions.
"Very good princess." Jafar said smiling, watching her naked body move towards her clothes. She was so seductive, he thought. Jasmine got dressed and put herself in a fighting position. Jafar could not help but smile in front of her, remembering the day before. They started their usual fight and as usual, Jafar still had the advantage. Their fight was often interrupted for some seconds by Jafar, he managed to make movements that allowed him to easily kiss the princess. At the end of the day, they stopped for a moment.
"You're really amazing... Looks like it's easy for you. You even have time to kiss me... And me, I can not even touch the knife..." sighed Jasmine laughing.
"My dear princess... it is true that I have no trouble using my head..." he said smiling. "And the fact that I kiss you does not seem to bother you more than that..."
"No indeed." she reassured him, blushing.
"You're going to get there princess, you're almost there. You just have to persist a little longer. I'm not hiding from you that at some point I had a hard time predicting your movements..." Jafar informed as he approached she.
"I know I'll get there..." Jasmine also approached him and the vizier grabbed her, pressed her to him and kissed her tenderly. Jasmine responded to his embrace and after a moment he pulled away from her embrace.
"Let me try one last time." Jasmine asked, moving him slightly away.
"If you want princess." he replied, a smile on his face at his determination.
Jasmine concentrated heavily and put herself in position. They resumed their fight and a few moments later, Jasmine became very serious, desperate to get there. She looked at the wooden knife in Jafar's hand and imagined the movement she wanted to make.
"You think too princess... You have to anticipate my movements and improvise yours..." Jafar advised. Jasmine having heard it, did not answer.
She threw herself on him and made her movements. Several minutes later, Jasmine realized that she was more and more able to improvise his movements according to the situation. She concentrated, launched a new attack, and noticed Jafar's distress. It was starting to have trouble dodging. Jasmine continued without stopping, she found herself behind Jafar, throwing her foot into Jafar's forearm, and he let the knife slip from his hands. Jasmine made a quick slide on the knife in front of Jafar and came back to him to point the knife at his blow.
"And you're dead vizier..." Jasmine said, smiling, out of breath, happy to have finally succeeded. Jafar smiled as he recognized the sentence he had pronounced against her some time ago.
"Congratulations princess, you have finally achieved what no one has done before you." Jafar boasted. "You can imagine yourself happy, you have become really strong princess... Your training is over Jasmine..." The princess did not answer, not knowing what to say. She threw the knife on the ground and walked away slightly. She turned her back and lowered her head. Jafar approached her and put his hands on her waist.
"You do not seem happy, you seem to be disturbing... I'm wrong ?" said Jafar.
"Jasmine thought.
"I assure you that no princess. So that's what disturbs you, do not you think you can defend yourself against me ? Interesting..." Jafar laughed.
"You did not let yourself go ?!" she persisted, still from behind.
Jafar came to stick to her. "Of course not." he whispered to her ear. "What are you afraid of ?" he asked, thinking he knew the answer.
"Jafar, if my training is finished, it means that I will have to inform my father, and therefore at the same time... tell him what is happening..." confessed Jasmine with fear.
"Yes I suspected that the problem came from there..."
Jasmine turned to face him and put her hands on his chest, while Jafar's hands were still on the princess's waist.
"Princess... Do you remember the day when I told you that I did not want to be a soldier anymore because I was looking for something else...?"
"Yes, you did not answer me..." she intrigued herself.
"Today I can tell you... I was talking about you... I was looking for love, and as soon as I saw you I could not refuse the post of vizier. I would see you every day, I was... well, you see... I love you Jasmine, whatever you do, it will not change anything compared to how I feel about you... "confessed the vizier.
"Oh Jafar..." Jasmine came to kiss him passionately and pressed against him. They kissed each other for a long while Jafar slid his hands behind her back. They broke away and Jasmine took Jafar's hand.
"I love you Jafar and... I will assume this in front of my father." she said, heading for the throne room.
Once in the throne room, Jafar saw the Sultan on his royal chair. He approached him and bowed.
"Oh Jafar, Jasmine, how is the training going ?" asked the sultan.
Jafar rose, and remained serious, Princess Jasmine beside him.
"Your Highness, your daughter to finish her training. The princess Jasmine has done brilliantly all the exercises that I have proposed to her, she has managed to defeat me, I have nothing to teach her anymore. She knows how to defend herself I assure you." Informed Jafar.
"She beat you ?! Oh very impressive ! I'm happy for you, Jasmine. I just hope that now you'll find the joy of living again..." the sultan pointed out.
"Father, I have something to say to you..." she began, glancing at Jafar.
The vizier saw her frightened eyes, he recoiled slightly, giving way to the princess. The sultan did not speak, listening attentively to his daughter.
"Father I... I have a relationship with Jafar..." Jasmine said.
"What ?! But, Jasmine what are you talking about ?!" The sultan looked at his vizier and noticed no smile on his face. He seemed kept a serious total...
Jasmine began to panic, fearing her father's reaction. Jafar, wishing to help his princess, grabbed her and quickly approached her to kiss her passionately. Jasmine could not resist his embrace and answered his kiss. Jafar broke the kiss and faced the sultan, releasing the princess, perplexed.
"Your highness, I love your daughter... And I would like to ask her, if you allow me..." Jafar began. He did not wait for the answer of the Sultan, he came in front of Jasmine and knelt down. The latter, completely astonishing at what he was doing, could not help but a little smile. Jafar smiled slightly and took Jasmine's hand.
"Princess Jasmine, would you do me the extreme honor of accepting me as a bride ...? Princess, I ask you in marriage ..." said Jafar, under the incredulous gaze of the sultan.
"Oh my gods... Yes !" replied Jasmine, throwing herself at his stroke. She kissed him passionately for a few seconds and looked at her father.
"Father, I..." she began.
"No Jasmine, I'm sorry, I should never have tried to choose in your place. If you love Jafar so much, I accept that you can marry him."
Jasmine did not stop smiling and threw herself on his father, wrapping him in her arms.
"Thank you father..." she pulled away from her father and came into the arms of her future husband.
"Thank you so much, your highness, I'll take care of her, you can count on me." Jafar said, not knowing what else to say.
"Oh, I'm not worried about that, Jafar." said the Sultan, watching them intertwine. Yes, with Jafar, her daugther will be safe...
A week later, Jasmine and Jafar were married, never had they been so happy. In the evening, the both grooms were in their room.
Jafar grabbed his queen and kissed her passionately.
"Jasmine... I want you so much." he moaned before kissing her blow.
"Oh Jafar." she sighed before pushing him wildly on the bed behind them. She climbed astride him and resumed their kiss. Jafar slid his hands over Jasmine's body and pulled off her top. He straightened to be at her height and came to caress and lick her breasts. After finishing her 'treatment', Jasmine put her hands on his chest and forced him to lie down. She rubbed on him until she reached his pelvis. She ran her hand over her crotch and opened her dress. She stroked her member hardened and made movements up and down.
"Jasmine, it's so nice..." Jafar moaned, running his hand through her hair. In the excitement, Jasmine, could not resist in buried the member of his husband in her mouth. And licked it slowly, wanting to give him an exquisite pleasure. She made the same movements and tickled with her tongue.
"Oh my gods Jasmine, I beg you... Oh..." Jafar gasped in pleasure.
Jasmine released him and returned to stand above Jafar. She straddled over him, and began to settle on his erect member. Jafar put his hands on her thighs and helped her move over him. Jasmine moves slowly over him, feeling Jafar's member push herself deep inside her.
"Oooooh !" she cried in pleasure. "Hmmmmm yes..." She leaned over, kissed him, and felt Jafar's tongue in her mouth.
After a long minute, Jasmine dropped on Jafar, falter. Jafar helped her to turn to sleep on the duvets.
"Oh Jafar, you're so good... I've never felt so much pleasure..." she said, watching him lie down next to her.
"Same for me princess, you're delicious... And I see that it's not only in fight that I'm good..." he said smiling, pressing her against him.
"No indeed..."
Jasmine smiling and slid into his chest and wrapped her leg with that of the former vizier. They fell asleep quickly, one in the embrace of the other.
END.
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