Deciding it would be best to leave her to calm down he strolled to his old quarters to retrieve a few things he would need whilst waiting for the staff to move all of his belongings to their suite. He packed a bag of the essentials, a toothbrush, his comb, a change of clothes and his deodorant. That would do for tonight, he thought. He showered and changed into his pyjamas whilst he was at it. This was not how he thought his wedding night would go. He'd imagined himself with Clarisse's legs wrapped around him by now, both of them fully sated. Fat chance of that now he thought.
Whilst walking back to their bedroom he wondered how would be best to approach this very unexpected issue. He still couldn't quite believe it to be honest. Why hadn't they had sex like a normal couple? Was there something wrong with Rupert or her? He didn't know if it would be better to ask these questions now or wait until a better time. After all this was his king, he didn't really want to picture him like that if he was honest but he supposed he was going to have to in order to get to the bottom of this fiasco.
He reached Clarisse's room after what felt like no time at all. Gingerly, he crept in unsure how welcome he would be. She wasn't in the main living room and the bathroom door was open. That's surely a good sign he thought. He poked his head through but she wasn't there. Panicking slightly he decided to call her name, 'Clarisse?'
'I'm in here' she replied. Relief washed over him. He headed into the bedroom which was where her voice was coming from. She was stood there looking like a goddess in a beautiful cornflower blue silk robe. He was dumbfounded. Never before had he seen so much of Clarisse. The tops of her full breasts were just visible peeking out of the top of her robe. He followed her silhouette down, noting how the robe cinched in at her slender waist, hugged her prominent hips and stopped just above mid thigh. Her legs were heaven. Everything about her was heavenly. Cough cough. He blushed. How long had he spent blatantly checking her out? 'I'm sorry that I raised my voice. It must be terribly confusing for you. I'll answer any questions you might have but, well. You see the thing is, I don't want tonight to be about Rupert, I want it to be about me and you. Can you do that for me?' She flirted. 'Gosh, I am so sorry Clarisse. I've treated you like a fool-'
'No, you've always treated me with respect. That's why I fell in love with you all those years ago' she spoke tenderly. She noticed Joseph was about to open his mouth but she wanted to move things along. She didn't know how to have sex but she did know that the basic mechanics of it required you to be naked.
Slowly she undid the knot on her silk robe and let it fall open revealing her body to him fully. Joseph gulped. He felt his penis twitch as the beginnings of arousal took hold over his mind and body. He slowly walked over to her and reached out towards a medium sized, flat, peachy pink coloured nipple and gave it a firm tug. A shallow gasp escaped her lips. She'd never felt so brazen but she loved the obvious pleasure she was giving her husband. His eyes had returned to that mesmerising blue black shade and as he slowly unbuttoned his black pyjama shirt his scent drifted around her creating that delicious yet frustrating ache in between her legs once again. She sighed in irritation, wishing she knew how to get rid of this feeling. Joseph noticed her irritation. He stopped unbuttoning his shirt and gazed at her questioningly, 'talk to me Mi Reina' She didn't know how to explain it so she decided to describe this feeling and see if Joseph knew what it was. 'I feel a bit funny is all'
'Funny. How?' He replied concerned. He took a step closer and raised his hand to her forehead searching for any sign of illness. 'Not ill, silly. Just, I don't know. It's sort of an ache in between my legs that's spreading outward. It's been happening the past few months and I'm at a loss. I feel like I need to do something to get rid of it'
'What do you think would help?' He asked seductively. By this point his shirt was on the floor and he was now stood there in his boxes. He trailed his hands up to her shoulders, massaging them lightly. 'I'm not sure if it'll make it worse but it makes me really want to be close to you. Like I need the whole length of my body touching yours' Joseph grinned and spun her around so he could kiss and lick her neck. A few moments later, after he'd sucked on particularly sensitive portion of her neck she moved away from him. 'No, that's making it worse' she sighed. Joseph chuckled and decided to put her out of her misery. 'What you're feeling is called sexual arousal, Clarisse'
She looked confused, 'Oh, I thought only men could feel aroused' she mumbled looking down, embarrassed. He pulled her chin up to look at him. When she made eye contact he leaned closer and with his mouth millimetres away from hers he whispered, 'I can take care of that arousal, if you'll allow me?' She couldn't contain the moan that was released when she felt his hot breathe mixed with those words on her lips.
Before she realised what she was doing her lips were on his. Kissing and biting and licking, she was out of control and for the first time in her life it felt so good not to be in control. She didn't know what was going to happen but with Joseph by her side she felt protected.