CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Tuesday, December 27

I slinked back into the darkness and I could see the Princess blushing and sinking low in her chair as the movie finished. Her brother was looking at her knowingly and smirking and her just glanced over from the screen and smiled at her. I'd spent three weeks with Mr. Stewart and Jackson being my new detail, they were good guys. Mr. Stewart was crazy about his little girl; her growing up was the most heinous idea that could ever possibly be concieved in entirety of the universe. And sure, Jackson is weird and stinks worse than a garbage dump, but his heart's in the right place, and he really does care about the Princess. Most of all though, they both knew how to shoot a gun. Accurately.

Uncle Brown had been training me for the CRS since my Mom died when I was kid, and I'd been graduate-level in the accademy when I'd entered when I was 15. I'd had specialised training, I was specifically chosen to protect the Princess as one of her peers... But, I don't think I could outrun a bullet. Those were fast little suckers... Deadly too, I've heard. I could ask Ecklestien, but he wasn't much for talking since I put one through his skull.

"Gray, you're on break." Carlton, another CRS guard, told me with a tap on my shoulder when the Princess and her family were deciding on another movie.

"Right." I muttered, I slowly started to leave, keeping her in my sights for as long as possible until it was so blatantly obvious that there might as well have been a giant flashing sign over my head. I sighed and shot her one last look before I left, blinking in the suddenly bright lights outside of the cinema room. I sighed, shook my head and headed for the offices. Mr. Lucas had given me the option; apparently I was one of the best of the best of the best. I had the choice to either stay with Mr. Stewart and Jackson in California, transfer back to the Princess' personal detail, or quit.

None of the options worked for me. If I went back to California in two weeks I'd have to face them everyday knowing that I broke her heart, knowing that the girl they both cared about the most was miserable because of me, and I wouldn't be able to hold that in and I'd probably be hanging with Ecklestien with a bullet in my head.
Option Two was to be with the Princess behind closed doors when she was married to someone else and having his kids. She'd be married, not to me, she'd be kissing someone else, giving her body to him. I couldn't just stand by and watch her be with someone else. Might as well torture me instead, it'd be less painfull.
Option Three: Quit! Quit the CRS and then I wouldn't have to face anyone. I could sink into oblivion, everyone would forget about me. But, then I'd have to live in isolation and knowing that the Princess was miserable, because of me. I didn't have anything to do outside of the CRS, the Princess was the only person I had left in my life that I cared about. Could I really just leave her?

"Mister Gray." I'd been sitting and staring at the blank wall of the offices for half an hour when the voice spoke. I looked up to see Mr. Lucas standing there.

"Yeah?" I sighed, turning away from the wall. "Yes, Sir?"

"His Majesty has requested a performance review for you." Mr. Lucas said and I felt my eyes grow wide. "Is there a reason why the King has taken such an interest in you?" He asked and I turned away again, shrugging.

"Don't know." I muttered, looking at the wall. "Don't care." I added darkly, the King was the one making sure I couldn't be with the Princess anyway, what's the worst he could do after that?

"Whatever happened in that school, you better pull your act together, Gray, you used to be one of the best we had." Mr. Lucas advised and I rolled my eyes.

"The Princess happened." Mr. Lucas sighed and shook his head.

"Pull it together, Gray, there'll be other girls." He clapped me on the shoulder and walked away.

"None like her." I sighed, sinking down in the chair and frowning at the wall. There really was no-one like the Princess. She was one in the world.

Agent Gray

Wednesday, December 28

I kissed her. She was so responsive, her lips so sweet. I could feel her body, so tantalising beneath me, driving me crazy.

"Shaney." She breathed hot as sex against my lips and I was forced to pull away and groan, dropping my lips to her neck. She was driving me nuts without even knowing the full extent of her powers. With her soft, delctible skin right under my lips I couldn't stop myself as "Shaney, Shaney, Shaney." Her nails dug into the back of my neck as I suckled her skin. I pushed down against her and moan, anything to ease the pressure. I could feel her heat pressed against my boner through her pajama pants and my CRS regulation suit pants.

"Princess." I whispered, forcing myself to pull away for a few seconds before I lost control. She did that to me, she made me lose control, I'd already humiliated myself twice in front of her, I'd die if I did it again. "My sweet Princess." She cradled my head against her as I tried to catch my breath.

"Please stay?" She pleaded softly, her fingers threaded through my hair and massging my scalp as she held me to her.

"I'm here." I assured her, but I knew she didn't mean that. She meant she wanted me to transfer back and stay here forever with her. "I'm here, Baby."

"Then stay?" She certainly was a persistant Princess.

"I'm here now, that's what matters." I said and she frowned.

"What matters is that I don't lose you." The Princess countered and I sighed and dropped my forehead onto hers.

"You're the one getting married, I'm losing you, you'll never lose me, I'll always be yours." I whispered before I pressed my lips against hers firmly. "Always."

"I hate the constitution." The Princess whined and I laughed hollowly, I hated it too. I hated that the only reason I couldn't hold her in my arms all the time and be the one to get to call her mine.

"Preaching to the choir here, Babe." I moved off of her so I was laying next to her and kissed her temple gently. She cuddled into me and I could feel her soft, warm breath on my neck. After a couple of minutes, both of us wrapped up in our own thoughts the Princess' hand moved onto my stomach.

"What's it like?" She asked softly and I shifted a little to look down at her, confused.

"What's what like?" I murmured back, brushing her silky chestnut hair away from her face. Her cheeks were burning bright red and her hand was slowly tracing my stomach muscles.

"That." Her voice was soft and hesitant as her fingers moved down a little further on my stomach. I looked down and followed her line of sight to where my boner was still straining. I blushed and quickly looked away, using my free hand to grab hers on my stomach, holding it loosely.

"Uh..." I honestly didn't know what to say. "Have-haven't you ever had an orgasm before?" I asked, suddenly currious, and my erection throbbed at the mere thought. Princess shifted a little and cleared her throat. I looked down again and she was looking away and bright red.

"No." Her voice was barely a ghost and I gulped. Oh, the thoughts running through my head. I suddenly moved so she was flat on her back and I was hovering over her again. I licked my lips and looked at her. She was so gorgeous. I kissed her harshly and she gasped against my lips.

"I can fix that." I pulled away and nibbled her earlobe as I spoke huskilly. Her body shivvered underneath mine and her blue eyes opened, they were dark and full of desire. I kissed her again and pressed my boner against her heat again. It was so hard - no pun intended - not to just defile the future of the country, every time I was around her. When I pulled away she licked her lips and looked up at me with wide eyes. "Just relax." I whispered, kissing her chastely. I wanted to at least give her something no-one else could. She reached for me and I let her slip her fingers under my CRS regulation shirt and under-shirt, her fingers burning across my muscles. I moved my hands to her hips and there was a gap between her pajama bottoms and top, her caramel skin felt like silk under my rough fingertips. I kissed her softly again before I boldly let my fingers wander, keeping a close eye on her at all times for any bounderies I might cross. I pushed her top up a little, exposing her toned, flat stomach. Her breath hitched and I paused, she licked her lips deliciously in a way that I couldn't help but kiss them afterwards and she nodded slightly. I held my fingers on her stomach for a moment, savouring the feeling before I started to moved them down a little, her stomach muscles contracted the lower I got and I looked at her nevously. "Tell me when to stop." I requested, my voice rough and husky as the thought of what I might actually be about to do settled into my not just my brain, but my lower head too. My sweet Princess nodded slowly and took a slow, deep breath, her breasts rising as she did so, attracting my eyes. "You have to tell me, promise me." I persisted, because if she didn't say stop then I wouldn't. I wouldn't stop and I know she'd regret it.

"I-I promise." Princess whispered hoarsely and I looked at her for a moment before I nodded and kissed her again. I slowly inched my fingers closer to her waistband and I toyed with the drawstrings for a second, actually contemplating stopping. "Please?" Barely a whisper, barely a ghost, an almost silent plea. All thoughts of stopping flew out of my mind. I let my fingers slip uner the waistband and I could feel the hemo her panties. I pushed her pajama bottoms down and gently moved to tug them off her long, sexy legs. The I leaned down and kissed her ankle softly. She shifted a little and I looked up to see her propped of on her elbows and looking down at me with currious, lustfull, nervous blue eyes. The most gorgeous eyes in the whole world. I kissed from her ankle right up to her inner thigh. Her scent was so strong, so sweet, so alluring right there. I couldn't help myself as I part my lips on her thigh and marked her. She was mine. I was the first man to kiss her, to love her, to pleasure her and hear her moan so deliciously. Her fingers threaded through my head and I heard her moan. Jesus fuck!

When I was finished I swiped my tongue across the mark and pulled back to look at it. I growled primally and forced myself back to her feet, kissing her from her other ankle. I was going to take my sweet, sweet time with this. WHen I reached the apex of her thighs this time the Princess whimpered slightly and I groaned and had to pull away for a second, resting my forehead on her stomach. She was so hot. Too hot. It was too hard to control myself. I let my hands gently massage her thighs as I let myself catch my breath and try not to come in my pants... Again. I swollowed nervously and moved back up, kissing her sweet, parted lips softly. I could feel her erect nippls against my chest and it made me moan. I moved my fingers up to her panties and her breath caught when I slipped them in slowly. I couldn't help but gasp when I felt her. Her sweet sex was clean. Clean shaven, perfectly smooth, so fucking hot. Princess held her breath as I ventured lower, feeling her perfect smooth sex under my fingers. When my fingers touched her lower lips they were moist and I couldn't hold in the groan at the feel. My Princess moaned as I glided one fingertip across her wet lips, pushing it between them a little furth each time until I felt her clit. She gasped and her nails scratched into my neck at the touch. I touched it again, feeling her jump a little from the responsive little bud. The moisture grew and I groaned again. I was doing this, I was the one touching her, pleasuring her.

"Shaney." It was my name fall so sexilly from her lips in short gasps. I dropped my forehead onto hers and kept my eyes open and trained on her closed ones, the beatiful blue orbs were squeezed shut tightly. I sent gliding touches over her clit a couple more times before I ventured down further. "Shaney, I love you, Shaney." She gasped and I kissed her lips chastely. I traced my finger around her tight little opening, drawing a shiver and a quiver out of her before I slowly started to push it inside her. I moved slow and delicate, not wanting to hurt her, I moved my thumb back to her clit and gently touched against it. I moved my finger in her slowly, groaning at the feel of her hot, tight, wet sex around my finger. Her breath was coming out in short, harsh gasps as I fingered her and her nails dug into my neck almost painfully, but I didn't care. I curled my finger ever so slightly inside of her, searching for that one special spot inside of her. "SHANE!" My Princess practically screamed as I moved my finger out and I grinned, found that special spot. I kissed her again as I pushed my finger back in, making sure to rub against that spot as I brushed against her clit as well. "So amazing, Shaney." She mumbled, starting to quiver.

"I love you, Princess." I breathed against her lips, pressing a little harder against her clit.

"Love... You... Shane." She gasped between moans, and I had to used one hand to hold her still as she started shaking. "Sha-Sha-Shane..." My perfect little Princess lost her breath as she orgasmed.

"Oh, shit." I cursed, the feel of her, the scent, the sexiness... I couldn't control myself, there was just something so amazing about her that made me love her and lose control... In this situation emphasis on the lose control. This was the third time she'd made me come in my pants.

Princess gasped and panted as her orgasm subsided and I stopped my fingers in and on her, holding completely still and gasping through my own orgasm until we were both just trying to catch our breath and in the post-orgasm haze. I pulled my finger out of her tight little sex and brushed my thumb across her clit one last time, elicating the most pleasurable moan, before I pulled my hand out of her hot little Hello Kitty panties. My finger and part of my hand was glistening with her orgasm and I couldn't stop myself as I brought my finger up and sucked it into my mouth, tasting her. Prince let out a gasp when I moaned at the taste, she tasted so good, so amazing. I moved over and laid next to her, suckling the remains of her sex off of my fingers and holding her close.

"That was amazing." Princess whispered and I opened my eyes to see her her blushing, flushed and smiling a little as she snuggled into me.

"You're amazing." I replied, nuzzling into her hair and finally letting my fingers out of my mouth. "I love you." I never wanted to stop saying that.

"I love you." She parroted back to me and I smiled. I never wanted to stop hearing that. "Is-" she blushed and linked her hand with mine on her bare stomach. "-is that what you feel ev-every time?" I grinned and nuzzled her, kissing just under her ear before nibbling her earlobe.

"You make me feel that every time I think about you." I murmured huskilly in her ear truthfully. "You made me feel that now." It was humiliating, I'd come in pants without being touched for the third time with her. Her eyes travelled down and widened when they saw what I knew was a wet stain on the front of my pants where my boner was softening.

"It's amazing... Can we do it again?" She looked so innocent and earnest, I smiled into her hair. "I want to feel this all the time."

"Later." I assured, one hand holding hers on her stomach and the other playing with the tips of her hair splayed around her head like a halo. "Get some sleep, Princess." I urged gently. I moved up and reached under her, pulling the big , soft covers down under her gently before I pulled them back up, covering us both. "I'll be here when you wake up." I cuddled back into her, nuzzling into her hair again. I had tomorrow off, everyone in the CRS had at least two days off a week, I was spending what I could with my Princess.

You know, I'm surprised that no-one noticed that Shane only ever calls Miley Princess and not Miley... Not a very observent bun, are you :P

Anyone seen the pictures of Joe in Cabo with the mustache?... No... Yeah, just no... I don't like it; my Dad has a mustache and I so do not want to be associating Joe hot-as-fuck Jonas with my Dad. I'm hoping it's just for 'Mo'vember and he's gonna get rid of it. *_* What are you guys' thoughts on the 'stache?

Thank-you to the 3 people who reviewed the last chapter... Can I get 5 this chapter? I really like reviews you know, I'll do pretty much anything (except niley) for a review.

I thought I'd do one in Shane's POV because, well, you guys have requested it. And a little bit of the reason for this chapter was because it's chapter 22, and Joe is 22... Weird, I know :P

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Peace, Love, Miley