"You have to be quiet, darling." Rod said against her ear.
That rare, precious voice wrapped itself around Lucette like the soft morning breeze on the open wheat fields, gently caressing her limbs with soft touches, sending shivers down her spine. The darkness of the shadows from the forest trees kept his features hidden from her, allowing the adopted prince to kiss her lips with his, tasting her with his tongue finding hers, dancing like mischievous birds that were chasing one another.
"Rod, if you don't hurry, we'll have to…" The rest of her sentence evaporated into silence.
Her head tilted back as his clothed cock rubbed against her heat, pushing her closer to the edge of desperation she was balancing on. The winds are blowing stronger through the woods and the birds chirp their own song, telling them of the safety of their temporary abode. The forest will guard them, even when they are not able to guard themselves anymore.
"Be patient, I'm right here." The blond man muttered against her lips.
His cold fingers worked on lifting her skirts and helping her legs snake out of her hosen. For a moment, he lifted her off his lap, giving her enough space to shuffle out of her clothes while he pulled his cock free.
For days, they have been teasing one another, but no time had been free for them to give into their longing. No longer were they taking care of their shared kingdom, no longer there are matters of state interest to be attended to, no more guests or lessons, no more curses to be broken or cast.
Now, as it was just the two of them alone in the woodland, they were desperate to give into the passion thumping through their bodies.
"You're soaked, darling. You're so warm and so good." He teased.
Lucette crawled back into his lap, thighs spread for him and his wandering hands. His raspy words felt like bullets piercing through her skin, leaving her crying and begging, she was addicted to her own stepbrother, to his taste, his touches, and his kind heart.
The blond kissed her neck. "Maker, I can't wait to feel you."
Rod's fingers brushed through her slit, he was spreading her arousal on her clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves with his heart roaring in excitement. The crown princess could not stop her moans from bleeding from her lips, she could not help but move even closer to him, hand finding his cock in the shade.
"Rod…" His name rolled off her tongue, echoing through the humid darkness with desperation guiding it through the void. "Fuck me, I'm begging you."
Without replying to her words, Rod lifted her hips, he grasped his cock, ran his tip through her slit a few times before she sank down on him.
Both moaned in unison, eyes fluttering close to let the sweet sensation wash through them. For a moment nothing moved, no sounds could be heard, it was just the two lovers and their racing hearts. Falling in love all over again.
Lucette started to move up and down his cock, fucking herself with it. The man's hands wandered to her sides, stroking her soft skin with his head resting against the metallic seat. Both felt like they were floating, weightless bodies that kept moving through space, guided by their love. Even if they would fade to nothing within the next moments, they'd stayed connected, bodies and souls.
"Rub my clit, please." The usually stoic lady moaned her plea.
She needed more, wanted to feel his thumb pushing her to her limits as his tip brushed against her swollen spot.
A few groans rumbled through the other prince as his hand found her cunt. She could feel him deep inside of her, buried to the hilt with every ferocious thrust.
"Hold onto me, princess." Rod rose from the damp soil, with his hands placed on her behind, keeping her close until he pushed her against the nearest tree bark.
He fucked into her with his moans clawing through him. It was raw, rough and dirty, though something about it felt awfully intimate. Even as a string of curses rumbled through him, Lucette felt her heart fluttering in excitement.
"I love you, Rod." She moaned.
"I love you." He replied to her words with a kiss pressed to her swollen lips.
His hips snapped against hers, Rod tried to keep her head away from the wall, not wanting to hurt her as he fucked her raw. Soon enough, both would cum for the first time that fortnight, followed by a few shared kisses before they would find themselves again in town, in the palace, being watched closely and having to say goodbye to what they share.
This is the way. this love is what they have been born for, made for one another in the stars before they have found their life in this universe.
"I'm close, I..." She warns, scratching his pale back.
Lucette's walls fluttered around his cock and, judging from his moans, Rod was just as close to his orgasm, ready to fill her with his cum painting her fleshy insides white.
"Cum inside of me, Rod." She commanded.
"Are you sure?" He asked, surprised by the request.
For a moment his pace began to falter, his eyes are searching for hers in the darkness, bodies connected by slow thrusts. The please that left her urged him on to find his pace again, he kept spearing her on his cock with his teeth nibbling on her throat.
"Yes. They won't be able to keep me away from you, then." He smiled and began his thrusting anew. "I'm going to fill you up. Fuck, I want to see you round with my child. Beautiful, darling."
Both came in unison, pushed over the edge with their hearts racing and their vision blurred. His heat began to spread through her, her walls clamped down on his cock, desperately trying to keep the man close.
As her muscles give out, spent with the physical activity that they shared together, Lucette begins to slip down the tree bark, wishing for the soft embrace of the damp soil beneath.
"I got you, don't let go." The man assures her.
Carefully, Rod pulled out of her. He had to stabilize her frame, pushed against his naked chest with his chin placed on top of her head. He felt her heart pumping in her chest, calling out to him with the sweetest tune, and with the sun setting behind the two, they kept strengthening their bond.