You Be The Prince And I'll Be The Princess!

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And whoever the smartass posing as ''Miley Cyrus'' is, go get a fucking life.

MILEYS POV

Rated M

'You're killing me.' I moaned, grabbing Nicks hair tightly. The small pebbles from the ground were digging into my back, and I had a grape vine hitting off the back of my head occasionally.

'Look, you put me through torture that night at your dads, so I get to torture you now.' Nick mumbled, kissing my cheek quickly. Fucking tease.

'Look, we're both going to be tortured if your aunt or uncle find us having sex in their vineyard.' I hissed, pulling a stray curl from Nicks face.

'Please, they wont know where to start to look for us.' he said matter-of-factly, 'Now, I believe I was busy.'

I rolled my eyes as he slid down my body, holding my hips firmly as he started nipping the inside of my thigh sharply. He moved from my knee upward, then skipped to the other leg moving downward.

'I hate you.'

'Do you still hate me?' he asked, moving his mouth up to cover my right nipple. He pressed and kneaded my left breast, all the time sucking gently on my nipple. I pushed him off of me, then turned so I was straddling him.

'Look, its my turn now.' I whispered huskily in his ear, pressing my index finger to his mouth. I swapped my finger for my mouth, kissing him hard.

'We-' kiss. 'didn't-' kiss. 'agree-' kiss. 'on-' kiss. 'that.' Nick complained, resting his hands on my ass.

'We just did.' I smirked, sucking softly on his neck. I moved my way down, licking, sucking and kissing his chest. I rubbed his erect penis in between my hands, kissing and licking it every so often. He moaned quietly, cumming all over my hands.

'Sorry about that.' he said, sitting up and scraping it off of my hands.

'No, its ok. It was bound to happen.' I said, pulling my hand through my hair to take it from my face.

Nick started massaging my sides, his hands getting lower. He pushed two of his fingers inside me and I closed my eyes and made a noise like a cats purr.

I pulled his hand, now glistening with cum, out of me and slid onto his length.

Back to usual :D

'NICK! MILEY! Are you out here? Its dinner!'

I jumped up, my eyes wide. I grabbed my clothes, pulling them on quickly.

'Go ahead, I'll catch up. Say we were playing hide and seek and you still haven't found me.' Nick panted. I nodded and ran further into the field, following Alison's voice.

I ran faster, tripping over a rock, sending myself flying. I landed head first, right next to the fence. How lucky can I get? I scrambled over the fence, landing on all fours in the yard.

'One down, one to go.' Alison joked, looking down at me. I pulled myself up from the ground, trying to detach the mud sticking to my hands.

'Yeah, we were playing er, hide and seek, and um, er, I haven't found Nick yet.' I said nervously. Damn, I am a bad liar.

'Mhmm? Well, you might want to go and wash, your whole body. Including your hair.' Alison said, clearly not believing a word of my story. 'Don't worry, I can turn the heat lower so the lasagne takes longer. I'm going to be a while finding Nick.'

I headed into the house, at the same time Alison was jumping the fence and pushing her way through the vineyards. I went upstairs quietly, into the bathroom. I locked the door and turned the shower on, letting it run for a bit before I got in.

The water bounced off me, taking everything sticking to me with it. I ran shampoo through my hair, combing it with my fingers. I turned the shower off, wrapped a towel around myself and walked over to the mirror. I pulled my hair into two high bunches, to save time from drying it. Then I pulled all my clothes back on, trying not to notice the red welts up and down both my legs.

'Mi! Lemme in.' Nick called, knocking on the door. I unlocked and opened the door, pulling Nick in my the shirt. He made a beeline for the sink, washing his hands.

'What the?'

'It was the only part of my body that actually got sexual residue on it, its all I need to wash.'

'Whatever, come on. We cant expect Alison to wait forever.' I sighed, walking out the door. Nick came after me, grabbing my hand as I walked down the stairs. I smiled and we continued out to the yard, where Alison had set up a table. Nicks uncle Chuck was sitting there, along with Marie and Anna.

'Sit there.' Nick said, putting me on a seat across from Chuck. Nick sat next to me, putting his hand on my knee under the table.

'I was wondering when we'd see you again, Nick. And you've brought a friend this time.' Chuck smiled, looking at me. 'Whats your name?'

I gulped, pushing my fear to the back of my head. I had to beat it. I couldn't keep living like this.

'Miley Stewart. I go to Nick's school, and we live on the same street.' I said, wanting to see Nick's reaction.

'Not to mention the fact that she's my awesomely beautiful girlfriend, and has been for two years.' he smirked, rolling his eyes.

'Who wants chicken and who wants mince?' Alison asked, coming out with two trays of lasagne.

'I'll have mince.' Nick said handing over his plate. I knew we'd probably end up eating half of each others and half of our own, so I took chicken. Nick handed me a bottle of water.

'Can I try a bit of that?' he asked, lifting his fork. I nodded and he speared a bit onto the end of his fork, dropping it on his own plate.

'Give take.' I smiled, taking a bit of his. The rest of the meal went on ok, us occasionally stealing some of the others food.

'Right. I'm going to drop the girls off at their friends. They're staying out tonight.' Chuck announced, standing up. 'Are you coming for the ride, Nick?'

'Yeah, you will go, wont you? I want to talk to Miley for a bit.' Alison said, smiling sweetly. I squeezed Nicks hand, and he stood up.

'Yeah. Might as well.' he shrugged, following them down the path.

'Do you want to come inside with me, Miley?' asked Alison, standing up.

'Er, I guess so.' I mumbled, following her. She took me round the back of the donkey pen, into a small brick building.

The walls were black, but the floor was a pink rug. A pine desk stood squarely in the middle of the small area, a chair on either side. There was a tiny walking area to get to the furthest away chair, and an armchair in the furthest corner. A laptop, pile of paper and a lamp sat on the desk, and a cat was curled up on the armchair.

I perched on the edge of a chair and Alison sat opposite me.

'This place is nice.' I commented, leaning on the desk.

'I work from here. I do the website for the wines and stuff. But we're here to talk about you.'

'Oh. Ok.'

'Well, you know this, hopefully, but you're dating Nick, right?'

'Um, yeah. I have been since we were fourteen.' I replied, having a rough idea where this conversation was going.

'Yeah, how long have you known him for? Like, the time before you dated.'

'I've known him six years in total, but we fought a lot before we dated.'

'So, if we move onto the future.' Alison suggested, looking me straight in the eye. My shrewd idea of the conversation had turned out accurate.

'The future? I do think Nick is 'the one', if that's what you mean. Compared to most of the girls in school, I'm nothing. Yet when I'm with Nick, even if its like, midnight and we're just lying next to each other awake, or if we're out on a date, he goes out of his way to make me feel special.' I admitted, resting my head in my hands.

'Have you ever thought that maybe you're more than you think you are? Maybe you are special. Nick can tell who's pure and true, and he can also bring out the best in them.' said, Alison, lifting my head gently.

'True, maybe, pure, no way in hell.' I muttered, randomly out of conversation. These 'future talks' were really starting to get at me. I'm starting to think I'm betrothed with someone else, with the way I'm being asked about marrying Nick. I sure as hell hope my mum wouldn't do that to me.

'You look tired. You can go now.'

I stood up and walked out, closing the door behind me. I walked across the grass, past the donkey pen. I was walking close to the fence, when I was pushed strongly on my shoulder.

'Hey! You cant just do that, Phoenix!' I exclaimed, pushing her nose back. She snorted loudly, shaking her head.

I smiled and climbed into the pen. I started stroking the fluffy black donkey, her soft fur tickling the gaps between my fingers. The shelter in the back corner caught my eye. There was a pile of hay and a bucket of water, along with a lead rope.

'Have you ever been ridden, Nixy?' I asked, walking over to the shelter. I grabbed the lead rope and hooked it onto Phoenix's head collar quickly. She protested violently, kicking off and bucking in all directions.

'Hey, calm it!' I hissed, tapping her neck with the palm of my hand. She calmed down and walked over to me, stiffening her neck because of the rope. 'Looks like I have a challenge.' I smiled, walking into the middle of the pen and walking Phoenix around in circles. Within a few minutes, she got used to it, and was switching directions at the touch of my hand.

'You've worked hard.' Nick smirked, leaning on the fence. 'You must have been doing that since I left.'

'No, I've been here about five minutes.' I replied, walking over to Nick, Phoenix in tow.

'Betcha cant get her to take you on her back.'

'Betcha I can! Come on, Nixy.' I smiled, tying one end of the lead rope around her head collar to make a rein loop. I was about to mount when I turned to Nick. 'I could die, y'know.'

'Well, I'm right here, and you can depend on me to get you out of there.'

'Damn you and your Prince Charming motif.' I grumbled, swinging a leg over Phoenix's back. I gently pulled myself onto her, trying to keep as much of my own weight as possible.

Slowly, Phoenix began to walk around, taking a slow step at a time.

'You're awesome. You should look into a career with animals.' Nick said, coming over and lifting me from her back.

Well….. Sorry for the late update! I locked myself in my bathroom today because my mum tried to take my laptop, so I didn't get much done then.