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SEVENTY-THREE - No Longer My Mistress

Wedding Status = Cancelled

"Obiiiii," Shirayuki whines, "I'm tired; carry me back to the room." Obi laughed at his lover, rolling his eyes at her little pout.

After their supper, they were lazily walking down the corridors towards the desired destination. Hand in hand, they took their time in going to the room as they felt no real need to rush. Shirayuki was practically dragging her feet along, entertaining Obi with her sluggish behavior.

"How are you so tired, Mistress?" Obi hums, feeling as her fingers tighten between his. "Do you really want me to carry you?" Shirayuki stops the two and looks up at her lover, a pout easily crawling on her lips. He could only chuckle before letting her go and bending down. "Come on up."

With pleasure, the young court herbalist eagerly hops on the back of her tall lover. She wraps her legs around his waist with her arms around his neck. Loosely, but still attached. Obi doesn't shy in holding her thighs as stands up straight again and leisurely walks the two back to her room. Shirayuki felt elated, pressing her face against the top of his back, her eyes fluttering closed.

"I can stay like this forever," Shirayuki murmured, her bit of exhaustion taking over as she relieves herself of the tension in her body. Obi chuckles, still walking slowly while exchanging nods with the guards they pass.

"If we stay like this forever, you'll break my back," Obi admits embarrassingly. As much strength as he owns, he doubts that he could hold his little Miss forever. "But for you, I'd try my best."

Shirayuki giggles, tightening her hold on him as she rests quietly behind. Though her eyes were closed, she still wanted to exchange words with Obi, "meeting the Queen was pretty strange. Maybe that's why I'm so tired."

"Mm?" Obi requests elaboration. He could feel the woman shrug against his back in attempts of gathering her thoughts.

Shirayuki, for a long time, had prepared herself for this moment. She was preparing long and hard to meet Zen's mother. Because Shirayuki knew of Zen's father and his passing, she figured that she would need to exert twice the effort to be presentable and accepted before his mother. But because they were no longer lovers, that intense amount of pressure disappeared. All that time being nervous and bracing for the worst had been futile.

"I didn't have to see her as a mother-in-law anymore," Shirayuki said quietly behind the boy. Obi glanced back, feeling the way she nuzzled her cheek into the space between his shoulder blades. "To me, she's now just the Queen of Clarines."

It's true, Obi thinks. For a long time, Shirayuki had the proper expectation in seeing Zen's mother as her own. At the time, Zen wasn't intending on having anyone else but Shirayuki, and the Queen would have to accept Shirayuki as her daughter-in-law whether she approved or not. "Well, at least you won't have that pressure again."

Shirayuki was prepared to question before she realized who she was talking to. "...Are you sure?"

Obi snickered and bounced her up in his arms, frightening her out of her overwhelming exhaustion. Shirayuki proceeded to grumble behind him, but was clearly still interested in his answer. "I was orphaned as soon as I was born. I doubt my parents will recognize me if they ever try looking for me. For all I know, they could have already passed."

It hit Shirayuki's heart how different Obi's life was compared to hers. Though her mother passed quickly and her father was mostly absent, she did feel the overwhelming love of her grandparents to make up for it. Obi probably doesn't understand even a shred of that familial love Shirayuki was blessed to grow up with.

"Well then," Shirayuki murmured quietly, deciding to straighten up to lean her chin on his shoulder. "My father will fill that void. I think he likes you."

Obi smiled warmly, "I think he likes me, too." They proceed to laugh fondly at their agreement as Obi turns the corner, nearing their destination. As they did, they were pleasantly surprised to see Kiki going down the corridor as well, headed towards the direction they were coming from. "Miss Kiki?"

"Hey," Kiki speaks from the distance, still in her stride. "What are you lovebirds still doing up?" Shirayuki's exhaustion completely dissolved as Obi kept them moving. Squinting, Shirayuki notices that Kiki was holding something, but couldn't tell what exactly it was.

"We just came from eating," Shirayuki sounded from Obi's back, earning an amused smile from Kiki. They were just about close to passing one another, allowing the lovers to see what exactly Kiki was holding. "Where are you off to at this time, Kiki?"

Kiki raised the empty handle of alcohol, high enough for the two to notice that it was bourbon. "Getting another bottle for Zen." Zen? He's drinking right now? Shirayuki pondered why as Obi studied the bottle a little harder.

"Why's Master drinking right now?" Obi hums curiously, halting as Kiki finally walks past them. She doesn't even dart an eye as she keeps walking. Obi turns them around so Shirayuki can watch as Kiki shakes the handle of the bottle, a clicking sound soon ringing from it.

"This is an engagement ring, by the way," Kiki hums, still not glancing back to see their reactions. "He needs a refill." The lovers watch as Kiki continues to jingle the bottle for a few more seconds before putting it down and halting from her stride. She was no longer pink from the tears, but she sniffled in woe, knowing the pain that was swallowing her friend whole. "Don't prepare yourselves any longer- letters are being written and sent to the invited guests. There is no wedding."

Without any more words, Kiki dissolved into the corridors and out of sight. She was off to get more alcohol for Zen and to get a bird towards the Queen's quarters to inform the Knight's of the cancelled ceremony. Obi and Shirayuki, however, remained shocked, attempting very hard to gather their thoughts. Those all-over-the-place sentences Kiki spewed had finally been sitting in their minds as they stood in silence.

But then Obi turned back and continued walking, "so he's free then." He started to contemplate whether he should go and support him. Zen already has Mitsuhide and Kiki by his side- Obi didn't think he wants to be bombarded either. But he would have asked Obi to join them before if he wanted him there. Obi's overthinking forces him to sigh as he glances back to see Shirayuki.

She leaned her head back against his lower neck, her hold on him just slightly tighter, with her hands holding onto his shirt. Obi notices her sudden silence, realizing that this news was tormenting her mind. This entire time of being apart from Zen was caused by his engagement. All the hurt she felt and the tears she's shed has been because of that band around his finger. Her entire future plans before his engagement had him involved in every way possible. And somehow, within a days time, that engagement has been dissolved.

But Shirayuki quickly reminds herself that all the love she had for Zen had left. Through her painful and woeful weeks, she gradually let go of all his pieces until there was no longer any. She did feel the desire to still be friends with him, but anything beyond that is no longer in her list of desires. She now has Obi; a man who didn't come with the intense weight and pressure of becoming someone she didn't think she was fit to be. He treats her like a Princess without the crown, and that made her so very happy.

If Zen didn't break her heart, Shirayuki wouldn't have found such a warm, genuine love for someone else. She and Obi have created a love so saccharine sweet and refreshing that she doesn't feel any regret in moving on to him. He's been so patient and gentle with her, treating her with the utmost care and respect. Bringing her meals when she was too sad to even get up, and helping her work even though his job doesn't extend to doing that much. Obi has become the very thing she truly can't live without, and she doesn't mind it one bit.

"Miss?" But Obi's cracked voice when saying her name finally put her back into reality. She realized right then that her silence must have concerned and potentially bothered Obi. Knowing that the wedding is off and Zen is once again available, she can only imagine the insecurity Obi feels. And although she's proven that he shouldn't be worried, her silence spoke volumes. "Are you okay?"

Shirayuki nods, "mhm." She hugs him a little tighter and nuzzles her face more into his neck. Obi feels his cheeks heat up when he felt her lips kissing on it. He could feel her warm breath on his skin, goosebumps suddenly crawling all around his body. Shirayuki was intoxicating herself with his scent, pine and cinnamon taking her over.

"M-Miss, we're not even in th-the room yet…" Obi stuttered out quietly, his nerves bursting as he kept walking past the guards. Shirayuki was mindful of this and covered her face with her long hair, making outsiders wonder what she had been doing. He could feel her cold tongue tease him, swirling around between all her bundles of nibbles and kisses. Obi was unsure as to how much he could handle this.

Shirayuki giggled when Obi proceeded to walk much faster, arriving to the room quicker than expected. She gives him the keys as he struggles to open the door. His focus had been taken away by the soft pair of lips tugging away at his neck. "Mistress, please…" She laughs at his struggle as she slides one hand down his arm and over his hand. Amber eyes burn into her hand as she helps him stick the key into the lock and twist it open.

"There you go," she whispers quietly into his ear. He immediately gets them inside and closes the door. Quickly, he goes to the bed to let Shirayuki down carefully and gently. He feels her detach from his body, allowing him a moment to calm down. He walks up to the door again and locks it, taking a few soothing breaths to put himself at ease.

BEFORE YOU PROCEED READING: THIS IS YOUR WARNING. If you wanna be a good young adult and not read stuff you're not supposed to, you can skip all this until it's over. But if you generally don't enjoy smut, you can still skip this and I won't be a cent offended.

[A/N] A Song Recommendation: Can't Imagine by Always Never

He felt blood rush down to his spot immediately, glancing down to see a tent form. It pushed against his pants easily, clearly reacting to his lovers behavior. He placed a hand on the back of his neck and emitted a nervous sigh, "might I ask what that was earlier, Miss?" He was smirking through his words, intrigued by his lover's daring actions.

She speaks softly, "what are you talking about?" The red-haired beauty played oblivious, but Obi knew that she knew what she did. He listened to her shift on the bed but was not quite ready to face her. He was somewhat embarrassed by the 'situation' she caused, and he wasn't sure what her goal was. Either way, Obi didn't want to disgust her with his hormones and refused to turn to see her.

"Y-you… and my neck…" His calloused fingers ran along the goosebumps on his neck, still recalling her touch against it. The two were in the dark, as they have yet to turn on the lanterns. But the intention to do so was lacked as Obi bit his bottom lip. He wondered about this situation, unsure as to how to approach it. But it seems Shirayuki didn't mind taking lead.

"If you turn around and look at me, I'll tell you." Her words bounce from her tongue in pure lust, worsening Obi's dire situation. Does he dare turn? A harsh gulp forced itself down his throat, building up the courage that was clearly dormant. Without any more time to waste, the reluctant man turns, only for his amber eyes to widen open.

Although the room was dark, the light coming from the window made it just about dim for Obi to study what effortlessly made him speechless.

Shirayuki had been standing, completely exposed before her lover. Goosebumps visibly appeared all over her body, her skin feeling cold from the lack of clothing. Her narrow shoulders and defined collarbones were messibly covered by her now long red hair. Obi's eyes lowered to see her chest, the small (yet scoppable) mounds worth of her breasts hungry kindly and perky on her body. Pastel pink buds topped them kindly, and Obi can already find his mind going wild with desire for them.

He eyes her curves down, leaving from the denting curve down into her waist where her thighs would begin. Seeing her flower was difficult, considering how dark it was, but Obi wasn't too eager to give it a long stare. He could imagine the embarrassment Shirayuki had been feeling.

He drags his eyes back up, not only to question her but to relieve himself from the burning desire of satisfying not only her, but him. "Sh-Shirayuki, I—"

Shirayuki was looking away from him, her neck twisted far enough for her chin to rest on the bridge towards her left shoulder. Her cheeks flared up warmly with a tinted pink hue to prove it. She quickly crossed her arms over her chest, concealing the beauties once again as she began to talk, "I-I was doing all of that… to prepare you…"

"Pr-prepare me?" Obi could not look away from her. He usually never wanted to anyways, but at this very moment, he felt as though air would leave his lungs if he dared to. "F-for…"

"I know it may seem a little early maybe, but," Shirayuki used a more hushed tone. She was quiet but loud enough for just the two of them to hear. "I really would like it if we stayed together for the rest of our lives…married to one another."

Obi couldn't believe it, "Shirayuki—"

She suddenly looks up at him, emerald eyes meeting the amber pair. She looked so embarrassed, but her eyes and composure didn't lack even a lick worth of courage. "Please don't ever leave my side ever again… not only as my bodyguard," she halts, feeling a little more shy, "but also as my lover."

She had been weighing Obi down with so many attractive words that he didn't even mind his body's reactions anymore. Her words had been intoxicating him, he was completely drunk in her love right now. Her cute, shy behavior had his heart ready to rip from his chest.

"But I don't want to wait until we get married," Shirayuki insisted, sounding more determined. She emits a shaky sigh before forcing her arms down to her sides, revealing herself once again. Looking away again, her lips warm a small smile with eyes closing in fondness, "I want to give you my everything now."

The words Obi was intaking was gradually becoming overwhelming. Right before him was his beautiful lover, gorgeous in her natural body, willing to give him the most sacred thing a woman owns: her purity. He would have never imagined to find himself a lover that was as perfect as Shirayuki- moreover did he never imagine to score Shirayuki to be his one and only. The mindset of only being her personal guard has finally been shattered, and Obi was beyond eager to ravish her.

Her heart pounded faster as Obi took each step closer to her. Her lids lowered, waiting nervously for her lovers touch against her smooth, cold skin. And Obi did hesitate- large hands raised in the air but still questioning himself and his actions. But finally, the dark-haired man lowered his hands and placed them firmly on her waist. She squeaked at his touch, and the fact that his hands were so close to touching due to how big they were around her body.

He thumbs the curves of her hips, admiring how silky smooth her skin was. Obi wasn't oblivious to the female anatomy; many situations have been presented to him regarding women attempting to throw themselves at him. And granted, he had taken a few of those opportunities when he was young and careless, not necessarily weary of his actions at the time. But now felt exactly the way people spoke of this kind of 'joining' with someone else. He was nervous and all around intimidated, but his hormones had never acted up this much before.

Obi grinned in amusement while looking Shirayuki avoid his eyes. Her emerald eyes were squeezed shut, clearly more anxious than she was. "I've never seen this side of you, Shirayuki," he whispered, leaning his head down to press a kiss on the top of her head. She didn't tremble or falter; in fact, she melted at felt at more ease. "Are you sure you want to do this with me? Right now?"

Shirayuki felt a little scared by his words. Did he not want to do it yet? Have I disappointed him? Insecurity begins to flood her mind as she sheepishly looked up and met the boys eyes. She was surprised to see how focused and intrigued he was, those amber eyes seeming to no nothing more but her. His desire could only be set on her, and he was ready to give her the world and more. With a harsh gulp, she nodded and brought her hands to the hem of his shirt, tugging at it.

"Mm, go ahead then," Obi hummed, letting her body go to allow her to strip him. She didn't know what to think. Since the beginning of their relationship, she had been the one in control and kept her calm in doing all the intimate things. She initiated most of them even. But here she was, as small as a mouse as Obi confidently touched her and allowed her to touch him.

With a few trembles, Shirayuki pulls the shirt up and begins to pull it off of him. He helps her by lifting his arms, feeling his torso cold with the lack of clothing as well. Her emerald eyes studied his body, seeing the definition of his biceps, collarbones, and abs. Obi was chiseled all around, making it clear that he has put in work in his figure. Her eyes dragged along his scars as well, her hands subconsciously rubbing them and tracing them with the tips of her fingers.

Obi smiles warmly at the curious girl before he takes both of her hands and gives them a light squeeze. She flinched a bit at that. "Are you ready?" Shirayuki nodded shyly, before her head began to race from his proceeding actions. Obi let go of her hands and wrapped his arms around her upper thighs, right below her bottom. Her breasts pressed against his collarbone and lower neck, and he bit his lip at the touch.

To make it worse, Shirayuki instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body tighter against his. Both of their faces heated up rapidly, with Obi in an even worse position. Moisture was felt on his wrists where they were right below the more private area of Shirayuki's lower half. She buried her face in his neck acknowledging it, which worsened Obi's hard limb and Shirayuki's shyness.

Quickly, he laid her down on the bed, looking down at her with a smirk. She quickly attempted covering her breasts with her hands, but didn't look away from him like before. Instead, she watched Obi as a harsh clanking noise was heard from removing his belt. He kept his eyes on hers while removing his pants, making the bulge more clear when just in his underwear. She tried keeping her eyes locked on his, but the largeness of his limb was too obvious not to look away.

He then derailed from his strip on his lower half of his body and slowly peeled off the glove he always wears. Shirayuki's eyes watched his hand completely expose the other, fingers rough and scratched from his work. He then takes notice of the moisture his lover left on his wrists and grin. "Shirayuki, you seem to want me very much right now…"

She blushes harder, shifting her legs in attempts to cover her flower from him. But he simply keeps a smile before he begins to lick away her juices from his wrists. Shirayuki felt high from his daring actions, the control of her hormones completely losing its grasp over its restraint. He notices her shifting and was clearly amused by it.

Obi swiftly ends up on top of her, hovering over her very beautiful body. Emerald eyes warmed up comfortably as Obi leans down and begins to kiss her lips. They were supple and soft as always, with her tongue already forcing itself into his mouth. Bottom lips were nipped on and tugged, savoring the feeling and taste of one another. But Obi could sense her nerves were prominent, as Shirayuki's hands trembled while holding his biceps. She's never done this before.

But he decides not to speak a word of it as he abandons her lips and kisses down to her chest. She closes her eyes to focus on his physical tough, feeling his teeth graze and tug at her skin. She felt him thumb at her pink buds, sending pleasurable signals all through her nerves. He could feel her contort her body, her back straining itself due to the euphoria he was guiding her through.

His hands squeezed delicately at her breasts as he kept leaving marks all around them. Shirayuki felt his tongue swirl around one of her buds, sending her over cloud 9. Obi didn't hesitate to tug them with his teeth, causing a bit of overstimulation with his tongue licking at them without pause. Shirayuki's lips forced themselves closed, hoping not to let any sound loose. She even used her hands to cup them as Obi continued his trail of kisses on her stomach.

"O-Obi," Shirayuki hummed shyly, alerting him that she was still a bit nervous. He looked up and understood, his face hovering back over hers as he gave her a reassuring smile. With one hand, he begins to pull down his trousers, while his lips kissed upon hers gently. A sound of a thump had been heard and Obi pulled away from her lips to chuckle softly. "Wh-what was that?" Shirayuki whispered quietly.

"That was my…" Obi looks away and continues to blush, her purity destroying him slowly. He then cups her cheek with one hand and gives her a serious look. "Do you trust me, Shirayuki?" She swallows but doesn't spare a second to nod. He smiles before asking one more question, "I'm going to start now… is that okay?"

Shirayuki nods once again. Obi, with now full permission to do what he must, begins to align his member with her pure spot, his fingers unintentionally having to touch her lower region. Shirayuki goes a bit still, but keeps her breathing proper as he moves the tip of his member to find the proper hole. Without any help, he finds it and begins to push in. But Shirayuki quickly wrapped her arms around his neck to stop him.

"H-have you… done this before?"

Obi nods, "but I will be very gentle with you, love. I promise." Trusting him completely, she gestures for him to continue.

Without any more words, Obi slowly forces himself inside of her, his limb being completely swallowed up in her wet, tight walls. Shirayuki grimaces slightly but Obi quickly takes initiative by pinning Shirayuki's arms to her sides. His hands press down against hers, fingers weaving between hers as he stills. Shirayuki emits quiet, painful moans, attempting to assimilate to the new, weird sensation.

Obi was melting from the sounds his little Miss had been making, but wanted to ensure she was comfortable. He eased her nerves and pain by kissing along her ears and upper neck by her jaw. Strings of 'I love you' left his tongue as he continued to plant kisses against her warm skin. Slowly, Shirayuki closed her fingers around his hands and fluttered her eyes open. Obi catches her eyes as she looks up at him fondly, and smiles.

"And I love you, Obi." Obi's eyes widen. She looked so beautiful beneath him, with a smile so warm and inviting that he just wanted to remain in this moment for the rest of his life. "You can keep going," she allows, nodding confidently as Obi snaps back into reality and nods.

He slowly thrusts in and out of her, the sound of slamming wetness abruptly entering the room with each movement. Shirayuki's nails dug into Obi's hands, but it wasn't painful enough to stop him. Shirayuki felt the painful, strange feeling for a few seconds longer until she finally felt euphoric waves spark from her spot.

She had nothing to compare it to, but Obi was big. She felt completely filled up by him as he struggled to push in and out due to her virgin flower. But Obi kept on and finally managed to get Shirayuki to moan out in pleasure. They were quiet and curt, but sweet and addicting. "O-Obi, m-more…!" He just wanted to hear her voice more and more until he couldn't take it.

Her small breasts would bounce with each thrust he'd make, his stamina clearly not wearing out. Beads of sweat were evident on both of their bodies, but Obi was determined to make Shirayuki feel amazing. He was nowhere near exhausted, and Shirayuki look like she didn't want him to stop. It was a face he'd never expect to see.

Flushed up and shy, but so honestly and outward. Her skin glistened with sweat, her lips glistened with his saliva. Her eyes were squeezed shut, the noise emitting from her mouth were so sinful, but Obi was the cause of her sinning. She held him so tightly, instinctively wrapping her legs around his body as though he were carrying her. But in doing this, she felt Obi more and more, and it was making the pleasure more high-inducing.

She felt drunk off of the ecstasy he was giving her, she wasn't paying much attention to her vulnerability. She had been so focused on the pleasure Obi kept pumping into her that everything else has been put to a pause. She was giving everything to the man she loves, and she couldn't see it any other way. She squints her eyes open just to see Obi's raven black hair. He had been leaving more marks on her chest as though she didn't have enough already.

But she could feel like her body was ready to burst. Her euphoric state was building her up for an immense pleasure that she could already foresee. Obi, too, knew it as Shirayuki's voice was louder and much more strained out. However, Obi had also been reaching his own limit and knew his climax was coming quicker than hers.

So, with a swift motion, Obi forces himself out of Shirayuki's flower and quickly replaces it with his fingers. He mentally cursed himself for finishing on her body, but it doesn't seem like Shirayuki had paid it much mind. She notices one hand was empty, but suddenly felt her whole body contort and tremble in pleasure. Obi's own breath was also unstable but he pumped his fingers in and out of the girl before she, too, had finished all over his hand.

EXPLICIT SCENE OVER

While Shirayuki had been regaining her strength, Obi immediately sat up and pulled his trousers up. Shirayuki looked over to see his chest heave harshly. Veins danced prominently up and down his neck, sweat accumulating all over his built body. Shirayuki joined him in sitting up and leaned on his side, her body shaking from calming down. But as she did, she felt a puddle below her and separated her legs. Horror fills her to see a dark crimson on the bed.

"O-Obi, I-"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Obi quickly held her and rubbed her back. "That's what's supposed to happen when you do that the first time. Come, let's wash up."

After Obi helped his lover limp into the bathroom and bathed the both of them, he got her into her nightgown and helped her lay down. Because it had been her first time, her lower body was somewhat in pain and she had been a little weak. But Shirayuki was so grateful for Obi taking such good care of her and barely letting her move a bone. As she laid comfortably, she watched as Obi finished drying off his hair before joining her in bed with nothing but a new pair of trousers.

"O-Obi," Shirayuki stutters as she shifts and gets comfortable on top of Obi. Obi had been busy holding her with his arm and planting kisses on her head. "Are we… going to have a baby?"

Obi shook his head, "I stopped myself to avoid the possibility." Shirayuki looked up with curious eyes, but Obi sheepishly looked away. "Didn't you notice?"

Shirayuki shook her head, innocence coating her eyes. "H-how come?"

Obi looked back at her and kissed her forehead gently. He rubbed her arm a bit before speaking against the top of her head, "I didn't want us to start a family yet. I want to get us a home before we can start doing that."

Shirayuki knew he wasn't wrong, but somehow she was… surprised. He's probably done this instinctively as he has been with other women in this manner before but she figured he wouldn't do that with her. But his reason to put their family plan on hold was fair, considering Shirayuki found it inappropriate to raise a child in her ex-lover's castle.

Plus, she doesn't know how her father would feel about their carelessness.

Shirayuki nuzzled her face into his chest, half her body glomping his. "Thank you," she murmurs against his skin, exhaustion finally easing into her body. "I can't wait… to start a family with you…" A few seconds later, and Shirayuki was already lightly snoring. Obi chuckles, kissing her forehead gently to bring her back again.

"I can't wait either, Shirayuki," Obi hums quietly. His hand weaves into her hair and massages her scalp, making her drift into slumber quicker. "I can't wait to slip a ring around this finger." He toys with her left hand, specifically her ring finger. She smiles sleepily at this and weakly swats him away.

"I'd never lose it…" were Shirayuki's final words before she snored soundly on her amused lover. Obi continued to rub her scalp before he, too, fell into a deep slumber.

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