Christian Grey sat in the Queen's bedroom one night doing something that would have seemed impossible a month ago; laughing with her. The first month that he'd been in the castle had been lonely and terrifying, every second was like a tick of a bomb. The second month had been somewhat enlightening for the fact that he was actually starting to like the Queen. It all started that day in the garden when he'd watched her paint and then gone upstairs to her room to spend time together for the night. They'd done the same thing every night since; eat their meal together in her room and then talk together about anything and everything that came into their minds. At first he was cautious but he soon realised he had no need to be. She loved how much he made her laugh and there was a gleam in her eyes that he'd never seen before. She seemed... happy, when she was with him. He forgot her was a prisoner when he was with her.
Ana lay in bed one night thinking of how much things had changed in the last month. The biggest change was that she really liked Christian... a lot. He was the only person who had ever listened to her and spent time with her. She'd almost forgotten that he was her prisoner at all. He made her... happy. And she'd never been happy before. He made her laugh like nobody ever could and she felt safe with him. When he smiled at her, she couldn't help but get weak at the knees. She'd never been in love before; she didn't know what it felt like, but she was sure she was falling for him. Life seemed dull when he wasn't around. She hadn't killed anyone in a whole month because she didn't need the distraction. She was changing, she knew she was. She smiled more, not because she was forced to smile but because she wanted to smile.
She couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned and tried to close her eyes but to no avail. She wanted to see Christian but part of her knew that she shouldn't. She should just wait until morning. She was in deep enough as it was. After another half hour of trying to find sleep she gave up and climbed out of bed. She tied her fluffy robe around her body and walked through the en-suite to the passageway leading to Christians room. Two guards were standing watch as she opened the door to the corridor and looked at her in shock.
"My Queen, is everything alright?" one of them asked. A month ago she'd have probably told them to mind their own business but instead she nodded.
"Yes, I'm going to the prisoners room, may I have the keys?" one of the guards handed her the set of keys for the rooms along the corridor and pointed out a specific one that opened the locks on Christians room. She thanked them and went on her way, ignoring their shocked faces as she walked passed them. She went to the end of the hall and unlocked Christians door. After a few attempts at trying to open it, she realised that there was one more keyhole to open and then the door clicked. As she pushed the door, she realised how cold it was in Christians room; freezing in fact. She immediately felt bad, all he had was a thin shirt and trousers and he'd been living in this room for months. When she took a step into the room, she looked towards the small bed and noticed that Christian was fast asleep with the covers pulled tightly around him to shield off the cold. She tiptoes towards him, cursing herself for not wearing any footwear and sat down on the edge of the bed. She didn't really want to wake him but she needed to feel his arms around her and his lips moving against hers. As gently as possible, she brushed the hair from his forehead and stroked down his face. That simple movement caused him to stir and his eyes popped open in confusion. He looked at her wide eyed for a moment wondering why she was in his room but then started to relax when he saw the small smile on her face.
"Hi," she whispered.
"Hi,"
"I couldn't sleep so I wanted to see you, I didn't realise how cold it was in here," she stated, taking one of his ice cold hands in hers and squeezing it. Christian nodded.
"It wasn't too bad last month when it was warmer but it's been freezing in here the last few nights,"
"Come on, lets go to my bed, it's nice and warm," Christian nodded and they stood up, hand in hand. Ana gave the keys to Christian so he could lock the door and they walked down the hallway passed the guards and into her room. Ana wasn't worried about the guards seeing them, their job was to serve the Queen and they knew what would happen if they ever said anything. Christian sighed in relief when they entered her bedroom. It was warm and the fire was on in the hearth bringing a serene glow into the room. She lead him over to the bed and she climbed. He stood awkwardly for a moment before walking around the large bed and climbing in the opposite side. It was so much warmer and comfier than his own bed and his eyes drooped the second he got under the covers. He pulled his shirt off, keeping his pants on and turned towards her to see her with her back to him and he stroked a hand down the side of her body gently. She scooted back until his body was flush against hers and pulled his arm around her.
"You want me to sleep here?" he asked into her hair. She nodded against him.
"I want you to hold me," he did as she asked, wrapping his arms tightly around her. Neither of them had any trouble falling asleep.
Ana woke up first the next morning and felt more rested than she ever had before. She'd slept through the whole night which didn't happen very often and hadn't had a single nightmare about Jose or her father and it was all thanks to the man being her. He was still fast asleep behind her wrapped around her like a vine, his breathing even against the back of her neck. She enjoying him far too much and she knew it was all going to end in heartbreak. She was a married woman, the most powerful woman in Britain and here she was having...strong feelings for another man. But he wasn't just a man; he meant more than that. Despite only knowing him for 2 months and him being her prisoner, he'd changed her life in so many ways. His presence made her realise that not all men were the same. He was quite simply the most amazing man she had ever met and although she knew that they could never be together, she was going to enjoy him whilst she still could. She turned around slowly in his arms, trying not to wake him, until she faced him. He was so utterly beautiful. She stroked her fingers down the ridges and lines of his body and studied his face, trying to memories every inch of it. She couldn't help but press her lips to his and after a few moments he started to move his lips in sync with hers.
"Lie back, I want go exploring," she whispered against his lips. He groaned as she started to kiss his neck and climbed on top of him.
"mmm, what a lovely way to wake up," Christian moaned and Ana giggled.
"It can only get better handsome," she continued her trail of kisses travelling all over his chest and then down his stomach. Her hands unbuttoned his trousers as her kisses moved to his lower torso, her tongue licking the path of his happy trail. She tugged his trousers and he lifted her hips so that she could removed them from him. She stroked him slowly in her hand, it felt like silk covered steel in her hand and she smirk at his noises of pleasure. She softly kissed the tip, looking at him to watch his head fall back and his mouth open in a gasp of pleasure. She giggled causing vibrations around his hard member and sucked him into her mouth as far as she could, stroking what she couldn't fit. It was heaven; simply heaven. Her mouth was so warm and she licked every inch of him, tracing the ridges and veins.
"I love your cock," she giggled, moving her lips over him to press sucking kisses from tip to base, sucking him into her mouth again. He felt himself getting closer to the edge and when she swallowed around him he knew he was done for.
"Ana... I'm.. oh god I'm going to cum," he moaned expecting her to move away from him but she continued to suck him, stroking him faster until he exploded in her mouth. She swallowed around him, taking every drop he gave her and continued to stroke him until he was spent. She pulled her up until they were face to face and kissed her with everything he had.
"How was that for a wake up call?" she asked, beaming with pride at how flushed he was.
"Amazing... so amazing, god Ana," he panted. She giggled and lay on top of him stroking his chest.
"How did you sleep?" he asked, his voice low and husky from sleep. She shivered at how hot his morning voice was.
"So well, I haven't slept so well in ages," she replied honestly.
"I'm glad, I slept well too, this bed is very comfy and warm," she nodded against him.
"maybe I'll let you sleep in here from now on," she whispered, kissing his chest and sighing.
"I'd like that," she couldn't help the smile that came to her face and leaned up to kiss him.
"Are you hungry?" she asked, stroking his lips with the tip of her finger. His hands went to her hair, stroking through the silky strands ruffled by sleep.
"very, are you?" she nodded.
"Come on, let's get dressed and I will find us something to eat. I have to do some 'Queen duties' today but I don't think I'll be too long. Maybe you can go down the garden again?" he nodded at her suggestion. They got dressed and Ana called for her breakfast to be brought up to her room. They had a pile of fruit, an assortment of meats and cheeses and some fresh bread. They ate together and Ana was happy to have to company. Usually she ate breakfast and lunch on her own and then had her evening meal with Christian. She loved having company and he was the perfect person to eat with because he ate most of the table so none of the food was wasted and he made her laugh whilst he did it. He fed her bits of meat and she fed him some buttered bread... it was almost like they were a couple sharing their first meal of the day. Once they were finished, Ana stood to put go to the vanity and put on some make up and brush the tangles out of her hair.
"You don't have to do that you know, you look beautiful as you are," Christian said, coming behind her with his hands resting on her shoulders to kiss her neck.
"Your flattery is very kind, but somebody left a hickey on my neck that needs covering. And as much as I'd love to just step out into the public eye wearing and looking however I want, I am the Queen and I have to look presentable," Christian smiled when he saw the mark on her neck that his lips had caused. He kissed her once she was finished applying her face and she wrapped her arms around him.
"I'll call a guard to take you to the garden, I should only be a couple of hours, come and find me when I'm back," she whispered kissing him once more. He nodded and they parted, Christian being escorted by a guard to the garden and Ana being escorted by a guard to her carriage.
