What if Clarisse decided to make up with Joseph after she turned him down at the table setting selection? M rated story.

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Joseph came back into his chambers late. It was past midnight already. He stayed away on purpose the whole evening in order to avoid Clarisse. He quickly handed the Queens security into the hands of his team and drove off into the city. He did not really know how to feel. Sad, dissapointed, angry, that she turned him down.

While he toeed his shoes off he noticed light coming from his bedchamber. Sensing something different then normal, he walked over and opened the door. The sight that greeted him was highly unexpected.

At the sight of Joseph, Clarisse jumped out of the chair she seated herself in hours ago. Minutes after their short dance and Joseph's question she knew that she reacted wrong. Her heart hurt. She knew that she would lose Joseph if she did not make up with him soon.

She should have said yes, and then spent time later to talk about the "how can we make this work".

She waited for hours and had enough time to think things trough. She wasn't sure about the outcome of this talk with him. If he would still be willing to accept her hand in marriage. She could only hope that he would accept her apology.

'Joseph'. Clarisse clasped her hands together in front of her body.

'What are you doing here?'

'Making up with you'.

'I see'. He souned tired but looked at her with intent.

She walked towards him and reached for his hand. 'I am sorry Joseph'. Clarisse sighted. 'I am under a lot of pressure'. She gave his hand a small squeeze.

'So because of that you don't care for me anymore?' He took his hand away from hers and turned away from her. Staring at the wall.

'No. Because of that I don't have the clarity to see what really matters.' She came to stand behind him, her hand on his upperarm.

'You made it clear to me that the monarchy is the most important thing for you.' His voice was hoarse with emotion but he did not shake her hand away.

'I've just finished waiting for you, in your bedroom, for hours...' She shifted a little, moving her hand up and down in order to soothe Joseph.

'The monarchy has been and still is an important part of my life and it will be in the future. But I realise...'

'With little room for me...'

'No! Joseph...'

Joseph turned around and grabbed Clarisse's upper arms with both of his hands.

His voice sightly raised. 'Clarisse! I've heard this a hundred times before!'

Silence fell.

Clarisse sighted and extended her hand so that she could stroke Joseph's cheek in her common fashion.

'Let's not fight.' She said.

'This whole discussion will lead us nowhere anyway.' Joseph sounded defeated and turned away from Clarisse again. 'Maybe you should leave.'

'Please, Joseph.' She sounded as desparate as earlier in the ballroom today. 'Please hear me out. It's my mistake.'

'Mistake?' Joseph played with his watch.

'Yes, the mistake I tend to make a lot lately. Seeing things black and white.'

Once more Clarisse reached out for Joseph, this time stroking his shoulder and placing a kiss on top of it, standing close to him. He did nothing to avoid the touch, but also he did not react to it. It gave her some courage to continue, not let him walk away again.

'I came to see you because I understand that I was, I am wrong.'

In the short silence that fell Clarisse felt nerves spiral trough her body. But now that she was here she had to soldier on.

'I came to tell you, to ask you...to say...yes.' Clarisse let the breath escape that she did not know she was holding. 'That is, if you still want to have me.'

Joseph's muscles stiffened and he looked towards her over his shoulder. His voice was monotone when he spoke.

'Why the sudden change of mind?'

Clarisse expected a cool reaction like this, but still it was not very encouraging. While she tried to come up with a good reaction Joseph turned towards her.

'The monarchy is my job. Whereas you are...I. I love you.' She forced herself to look Joseph in the eye. 'Millions of people have a job and are married for love. So, I figured that I could have...can enjoy, both...even though the situation is a bit unique...and...'

Joseph moaned in frustration but also looked relieved. 'I have been telling you that!'

He pulled her close into a tight embrace. Then released her a little so that he could see her face again.

'So, does that mean that you will marry me?'

Clarisse felt relieved and smiled. 'Yes.'

Joseph smiled back. 'How can I be sure that you don't change your mind? That if a member of parliament comes up with another ancient law, you will still support me, us, our love?'

Even though he looked happy, Clarisse noticed his serious undertone. He was still insecure.

She wanted Joseph to trust her on her word. But on the other hand she wanted to proof towards him that she was serious. That he was as least as important to her as the monarchy.

She tought about her granddaughter for a second and wondered what she would do in this situation. Probably something radical, something on impulse. In her mind a plan formed which was as stupid as it was effective. She decided that Joseph was worth the risk.

'Which of the guys from your team is on duty in the family wing tonight?'

'What does that have to do with us getting married?'

'Just tell me.'

'Clarisse, what...'

'You will see, trust me.'

Joseph broke their embrace and left the bedroom. Within seconds he returned with a list. He had a quick look in order to check for the names.

'Jason and Jarred.'

'Can you dial Jason's cellphone number for me?'

'Can't you just tell me what you want to tell him, and I speak with him?'

'No. No, it's better when I speak with him directly.'

Shaking his head Joseph took his cellphone from his pocket, dialed the number and handed the phone to Clarisse. He knew that any discussion with her would not change her mind, so he played along.

Clarisse pressed the geen button first and then the button for speakerphone. Clarisse and Joseph listened to the dial tone while they waited for Jason to pick up. Joseph quite unsure about what would happen when Jason did. Clarisse nervous and exited at the same time.

Finally after 6 rings they heard:

'Yes boss?'

'Is this Jason?' Clarisse asked to be sure.

A small pause at the other side, then:

'Your majesty. Is something wrong?'

'No, nothing wrong. I just called to say that I won't be in my suite tonight.'

'A trip came up suddenly, your majesty?'

'No, nothing of the sort. I am with Joseph at the moment, and I will stay here until the morning.'

Silence. No reaction.

'Goodnight Jason.'

Silence once more.

'Jason?'

'Goodnight your majesty.'

The line went dead and Clarisse handed the phone back to a dumb folded Joseph. He was speechless.

'We can be sure that Jason will discuss this with Jarred. At least. It's more likeley that it will spread amongst the entire staff, this rumour.'

Joseph never panicked, always stayed calm, but in this moment he got slightly nervous.

'Clarisse! Do you realise the consequense of this!'

'Yes, I believe that I do.' She laughed.

'Amelia will hear it from her chambermaids! Is that what you want?' Joseph sounded worried.

She turned serious. 'No. I...this ensures that I can't go back. We...I have to tell Amelia before it reaches her.'

'Clarisse, darling, I whised that you didn't do this.' Joseph reached for Clarisse and pulled her into an embrace again.

'No Joseph.' She spoke into his chest. 'I want to make sure that you believe me.' A tear appeared in the corner of her eye. 'When you turned away today...I don't want to separate from you.'

'We won't. It will cause a scandal now if we do...and...thank you. That was magnificent.' He smiled. 'Stupid, but it makes me feel wonderfull.'

He stroked her hair and there was a pleasant moment of peace for a while.

It was Joseph who broke the silence.

'So... you intent to stay the night?'

'Mhh.'

'Do you...want to make love?'

Her reaction to Joseph's question was a kiss. A sweet kiss on his mouth. Her lips opened a little to deepen the contact.

Clarisse ended the kiss and looked at Joseph a little shy. 'I would like to make love. But...if you don't want to...I mean...'

Joseph kissed her. Pulling her close. Her breasts pillowing onto his chest. 'Sure?'

'Mhh, yes.'

'Wait for one minute then. A little damage control first.'

Joseph sat down on the bed and patted the matress next to him as to invite Clarisse to sit next to him. While she sat down he took out his phone again, wrapped his arm around Clarisse's waist and redialed Jason's number. He put it on speaker again.

'Boss?'

'Jason, is Jarred with you?'

'Yes.'

'Put your phone on speaker.'

'Yes it's on, Jarred listenes in.'

'Right. The Queen stays with me tonight. She told you, so that you don't have to worry. But let me tell you this...if I hear gossip, and I mean even the smallest whisper of gossip, I will make sure that both of you lose your job.'

Couching and some rustling could be heard on the other side.

'Did I make myself clear?'

'Yes.' 'Yes boss.'

'I will pay you a visit tomorrow.'

'Okay.'

'Goodnight.'

Joseph ended the call and threw his phone towards the chair that Clarisse vacated when he came in.

Then he pushed Clarisse back onto the bed and lay down over her. His upper body partly covering her while he stroked her neck and kissed her mouth.

Clarisse let a small laugh escape her lips as reaction.

'Do you think that your threat will help?'

Joseph kissed her again while he talked to her lips. 'Only for a few days. After a while the temptation will be too much for them to bear.' A kiss again. 'But it will give us time until after the coronarion.'

He started to unbutton Clarisse's blouse and kissed his way down. Revealing more of her breasts. Kissing her collarbone and neck, back up again to her lips. Clarisse responding willingly to every move.

Suddenly Joseph got up again en Clarisse felt te loss of his body. 'Come stand so that we can undress.' Joseph said in a soft tone.

Clarisse oblidged and Joseph started to undress her upper body. When her bra came off he tossed it away like he did with his phone and he bent his head so that he could kiss her breasts and nipples.

Clarisse moaned when she felt Joseph's hoth breath and warm mouth across her skin. Meanwhile she got rid of his clothes, opening buttons, pushing arms out of sleeves. When she tried to lift his shirt over his head Joseph stopped his ministrations and helped her. Then he continued to pay attention to her breasts with his mouth and his hands.

Clarisse stroked with her hands over Joseph's bare chest until she reached his trousers. She continued stroking down untill she encountered his already hard member. She stroked him trough the fabric of his trousers and underwear.

Joseph grabbed her wrist and stilled her hand. 'Let's move onto the bed first. Before my knees give in.'

They let go of each other and both started to work on the last items of clothes. Clarisse finished first and she crawled naked onto the bed and under the covers. Joseph followed seconds later.

They lay parallel, sharing deep kisses, tongues in a battle for dominance. Joseph used one arm folded around her shoulders to hold Clarisse close. The other lay at her hip pulling her towards his erect member. Both had laboured breaths when they broke the kiss for a short pause.

Clarisse used the moment to get up a little and gently push Joseph on his back. Then she sat up completely and straddled him. Her hands resting on his shoulders for support and his hardness now pressing against her folds.

She bent forward to catch his lips in a kiss again. Meanwhile moving her hips so that he rubbed against her most sensitive spot. Both of them could feel that she was already wet with disire.

Joseph panted. 'Oh god, do you...I very much would like to be inside you...'

Clarisse teased again with her hips and then sat up strait so that she had her hands free to stroke him just around his shaft.

'Clarisse, please don't...I can't manage a long foreplay.'

She took him in her hand and guided his tip towards her entrance. Then she lowered herself onto him slowly. Both of then let some moans of delight escape when he entered her.

Joseph grabbed her hips and gripped her firmly. He guided her movements when she started to move. Slowly first, but very soon he wanted more and his hands steered her onto a faster rythm of trusts.

He used his thumb to gentrly rub her pearl which made Clarisse's moans louder and her trusts harder. Joseph let go of her hips completely and used his hands to please her breasts also.

After a few minutes Clarisse felt her coil tighten.

'I can't keep this up much longer.'

'Then don't, I like it when you come for me.' Joseph increased the pressude with his tumb.

Then she suddenly reached her highest point and came undone around Joseph. During her orgasm she bent forward and pressed her lips against Joseph's neck so that she muffled her cries of pleasure against his skin.

Joseph wasted no time and moved them in a swift motion so that Clarisse was laying under him now. Enjoying the sensation of her blushed face he started to trust into her with slow but firm trusts.

Clarisse loved the sensation of Joseph's weight on her body. Still a bit dizzy from her own orgasm she wrappd her legs around his waist and let her hands wander over his torso. When she reached his nipples she gave them a soft squeeze.

This was too much for Joseph who reached his climax. 'Oh yes, Clarisse!' He finished with a few slower trusts and fell down on top of her.

For a few minutes they just lay like that. Joseph's weight resting on Clarisse until she asked. 'Are you trying to crush your fiancé?'

He moved away from her but stayed close. 'Fiancé, that sounds nice.'

He took her face into his hands and kissed her deeply. He pulled the covers further over their bodies for warmth and comfort. Then he rested his head against hers and closed his eyes. Enjoying the sensation of being close, together.

Clarisse felt herself warm in Joseph's embrace and she drifted away, almost asleep.

'Are you sure that you want to sleep here?' Joseph asked quietly. 'I could still escort you back.'

Clarisse responded sleepy. 'Darling...I...yes. Go to sleep.'

Joseph smiled into her hair and enjoyed the feeling of her next to him in his bed before he drifted away himself.

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