Garnet sat on the stool in front of the mirror; her bath maid Mindy was pulling her hair into a bun so that it would be out of the way until they washed it. Mindy was asking her about Kuja, she knew that the rumor about the whole garden thing would be running through the servants, since Steiner was screaming about it last night. Everyone in the village would know about it by tonight.
She was just about to follow Mindy into the bathroom when someone knocked on the door. She pulled her crimson robe closed. It was probably Steiner coming to lecture her about her intimate encounters with Kuja. "Come in."
The door opened and Kuja entered. Garnet was shocked, but she shooed Mindy out anyway. Before she left she tossed them a funny look.
"I wanted to talk to you about the ball tonight," he said.
Garnet walked up to him and placed her finger on his lips to silence him. He smiled, took the invitation, and kissed her. Sweet sensations ran through her body. No matter how many times he kissed her she couldn't get enough of him.
He pulled on the ties to her robe and slipped it off her shoulders. It fell around her ankles, leaving her in only her white silk nightgown. She pulled back and grabbed his hands, leading him toward the bed.
He gripped the hem of her nightgown and pulled it over her head, leaving her exposed to his wandering eye, and yet she didn't care. His hands wandered along her naked flesh, burning trails of pleasure into her skin. She wanted him… she needed him… and she didn't care what anyone thought of her. She didn't care that she was a princess and that she was supposed to be perfect. This was about her this time, not the good of her kingdom, or what her mother would think.
He helped her remove his clothes, leaving him just as exposed as she was. Garnet blinked in surprise at the size of him. She had never seen the male body before. She wasn't sure what she was expecting, but whatever it was, that wasn't what she saw. He laughed at her reaction.
"It doesn't bite, go ahead and touch it," he said gently.
She lifted her trembling hand and ran her fingers gently along the length of his erection, then pulled her hand back embarrassed. She couldn't believe what she was doing! What was she thinking? She wasn't ready for this! But she was in to far to back out now.
"Just relax, I won't hurt you," he said.
Then he was on top of her, kissing her jaw line and her neck. He left a trail of blazing kisses down to her breast. Licking, sucking, and kissing, he left her begging for more. She wasn't afraid anymore; she was lost in the sensations of her body.
"Kuja…" She moaned; her breathing was heavy.
His mouth left her breast and continued down her stomach, stopping momentarily to play with her belly button before continuing down to the area in between her thighs. She moaned and twisted as his tongue explored and memorized her, sending shocks of pleasure through her body.
He made his way back up to her mouth and pressed his throbbing manhood against the soft flesh in between her thighs. She took a deep breath, memories of the stories she had heard from the ladies in the royal court about how it hurt the first time rushed to the front of her mind.
Someone knocked on the door, causing them both to jerk apart from each other at the same time. For a second Kuja teetered on the edge of the queen size bed before toppling over the edge. He landed on the carpet with a soft thump and a groan.
"Damn," she said, grabbing her forgotten robe, pulling it on and kicking the assorted clothes under the bed. Kuja hid under the bed.
"Come in," she called; checking to make sure her hair wasn't to out of place.
Beatrix entered and gave her a strange look when she saw that Garnet was still in her robe.
"Haven't you had your bath yet?" she asked.
"No, I didn't sleep well last night so I asked Mindy to let me sleep a little longer," Garnet lied.
"My apologies, your highness. Did I wake you?" Beatrix asked, looking concerned.
"No, I was awake," she said.
"Your mother wanted me to tell you that she ordered a dress for the ball tonight, and that the tailor would be here to fit it before lunch. Would you like me to get Mindy to come and help you with your bath?" Beatrix asked.
"Yes, that would be nice," she said with a smile.
Beatrix saluted her and left the room. Garnet turned and helped Kuja come out from under the bed.
"You should leave before Mindy gets here," she said, helping him pull his clothes out from under the bed and put them back on. Then pulled him close and kissed him. She could still feel the bulge of his erection against her stomach, but it wasn't noticeable with his clothes on.
"Next time, my canary, we won't be interrupted." He said, kissing her one more time before he left.
Garnet sighed, sitting down again on the stool in front of her mirror. She picked up the brush and fixed her bun before taking off her robe and putting her nightgown back on, so that it wouldn't cause awkward questions.
She was disappointed that they had been interrupted. He made her feel so good, and she had never felt anything like what she had been feeling only a few moments earlier.
There was a knock on the door and Mindy entered. "You are ready for your bath, your highness?" she asked, walking over to the large doorway to the bathroom and opening the door.
"Yes," Garnet replied, following her into the bathroom
***
Later on that day she stood on a small stool in the center of her room. The tailor was altering the dress her mother had chosen, which was quite beautiful, she thought as she looked into the mirror, but it reminded her of a wedding dress.
When she asked about it however, her mother had laughed and said that she was being paranoid. Garnet wasn't so sure. She kept thinking back to how before her father died her mother had been so carefree. She missed that quality in her mother.
The dress was gorgeous, and it fit her perfectly, but her mother wanted the bodice altered so it pushed her breasts up to the point that they were almost spilling out.
"No one will want to marry her unless they see that she has something to offer him!" her mother had exclaimed when the tailor had protested. And so the bodice was altered until the point where she felt that if she so much as moved she would fall out of the dress.
The dress was made of white silk with faint silver lines creating magnificent designs across the skirt, which went to the floor showing off the curve of her hips. There was a slit up both sides that reached up to her upper thigh, showing off her long legs. The bodice was made of silver silk. The sleeves were off the shoulder, making her feel as if she didn't fall out of the dress, the dress was going to fall off of her. She sighed, knowing that she couldn't fight with her mother about this. The dress was too provocative for her taste. All she could do was hope that it was Kuja that her mother picked.
Then she remembered that Kuja had wanted to ask her something about the ball, but in the heat of the moment they had both forgotten about it. She sighed, knowing that she probably wouldn't be able to see him until the ball, and also because thinking about it made her remember the events of the morning.
If only they hadn't been interrupted… though she supposed it was probably best that they had been interrupted. If they hadn't then she would have had sex with him. And she didn't think that her future husband, if it were decided that it wouldn't be Kuja, would appreciate that very much.
"Can't the bodice go any higher?" her mother asked from the corner of the room.
"No, your highness, unless you want the princess to spill out in the middle of the ball," he said, with a bow.
Queen Brahne muttered something about incompetent servants under her breath and left the room. Both Garnet and the tailor sighed.
"Can you take the bodice down a little, I'm afraid to move," she asked him. "I don't think she'll notice, no matter how high you put it she's not going to think it's high enough."
The tailor smiled and nodded. He took the bodice down enough where she felt comfortable to move but it still pushed her breasts up enough where it was noticeable.
"Thank you. My mother is going a little overboard on this whole thing if you ask me."
The tailor said nothing, he kept rushing around her, making sure that the alterations were perfect. Finally she was able to step off the stool and take the dress off. She thanked the tailor again and left the room, her thoughts on her mothers change.
***
"Where are my weapons?" she asked, glaring at him with nothing but anger in her eyes.
"They will be here as soon as the canary is mine," he replied stubbornly.
"Tonight, then. Garnet will be yours tonight," Brahne said, with a dismissive wave of her hand.
"Good," Kuja said, his face splitting into an evil smile.