This is an M-rated chapter for sex. Do not read if you do not like to read about sexual situations.

Also called "things I have lying on my computer for ages". XD If it were newer, it probably would've had a different pairing. Anyway, I thought I need to update this. Have fun with some Geoffrey/Elincia and comments on my (barely existing) smut writing abilities are very welcome.

Neither of them had known of the hidden space behind the drapery. They had thought that the drapery was just decoration, that it should just hide the dirty grey of the stones. The space was not big; maybe three average men could stand in it without feeling cramped.

Neither Geoffrey nor Elincia knew why the architect had designed this hiding place. Or what the purpose of it was. However, both were sure that it was not intended to be used as a place where you can sex up your lover. Still, neither of them cared for the reason of its existence, while Geoffrey pressed Elincia hard against the wall and slammed into her. Her skirt was hitched up and her legs clasped around him; only the wall and Geoffrey´s strong arms supported her.

Geoffrey had been hesitant at first; they could easily be discovered. Elincia was not the quietest person in bed and while the throne room was normally empty at this time, nervousness tickled under his skin. It made him so much more conscious about every touch and what it did to him and to Elincia.

Elincia seemed to feel the same; she moaned even louder than usual as her fingers ran through and tugged at his hair in ecstasy. She arched her back and moved her hips to meet his thrusts.

Geoffrey kissed up and down her neck, squeezed her buttocks and still strained his ear to listen to any suspicious noises. Elincia´s moaning and her hands on his face, neck and chest were distracting him, but he at least tried. She pulled his face to her and they shared a wet and deep kiss. Even though the risk was high, the sex felt incredible.

Suddenly they heard a loud creak. They froze.

"Queen Elincia?" someone asked loudly. Geoffrey stared at Elincia, breathing too loud for his taste. His heartbeat pounded against his eardrums and his skin tickled. He was horrified – so many thoughts darted through his head; had they heard them, did they know about this hidden place, would they search here? – and ... turned on.

"She is not here, Count Fayre." It was a male voice.

Elincia was looking back at him with big eyes. He knew instinctively from the spark in her eyes that she was feeling the same way.

"Tis truly strange, my Lord. I saw her entering and the guards didn't see her leave," Bastian answered.

Geoffrey almost shivered with nervousness and lust. His whole body tingled, his blood was rushing through him. His skin grew hot and overly sensitive; Elincia´s hands, her breath on his cheek and her legs around his middle were burning touches. The heat around his cock was almost unbearably arousing.

"What a nuisance!" the unknown man exclaimed. It sounded as if the man came closer.

"Geoffrey?" Elincia whispered. He blinked slowly. Nothing happened; they only stared each other in the eye, bathing in this arousing heat.

They heard feet slapping against the marble ground. "Queen Elincia?"

Geoffrey slammed into her once. Surprised she gasped loudly.

"What was that?"

They were still again.

"My lord?"

"Did you not hear it? I thought I heard someone breathe."

Elincia answered with a sharp thrust of her hip. Geoffrey swallowed a moan.

"There!" the man exclaimed and they heard him walking towards their hiding place. "There was something again!"

Elincia roughly pulled Geoffrey to her and gave him a hard kiss. Promptly he thrust into her, hard. The kiss muffled their sounds. He was glad that he hadn't taken off his trousers – he had only bared the part of him that was necessary for sex –, otherwise the slapping of skin against skin would have betrayed them.

"My lord, are you sure that you did not imagine the voice? The room is empty." The first man´s step came closer and closer.

Geoffrey sped up; Elincia adjusted her hips to grant him easier access and to let him in deeper.

"I can assure you, Count Fayre, that I am perfectly well and I'm not hearing voices."

The man was so close now that Geoffrey had the feeling that he was standing directly next to him. A shiver ran over his spine and the thrill gathered in his balls; he was close, so close to orgasm. Elincia´s clenching around his cock told him that she was close as well.

"My lord, it was not my intention to imply any madness on your part," Bastian answered and the other man huffed.

Geoffrey´s eyes darted from Elincia´s face to the drapery. It moved. He could see the outline of an elbow.

The thrill was almost too much. It drove him so close to the edge. Suddenly he felt Elincia clench around him and her finger scratched over his scalp. He thrust into her orgasm, trying to prolong it as long as he could; the clenching felt so good.

"My lord, maybe we should look in the gardens. I've heard that sometimes our darling Queen likes to escape through the servants´ corridors."

"Hn. Well..."

In the corners of his eyes Geoffrey saw the drapery move again. He felt the familiar pressure and tickle at the base of his cock; he was close, so freaking close. Their kiss grew wild and almost painful when Elincia bit on his tongue. The pain shot another thrill down his spine.

"Alright, let us go." The man moved away from them; Geoffrey´s movements became frantic. The door creaked again and with the closing slam, Geoffrey came.

They remained standing for a while, trying to calm their racing hearts. Elincia leaned her head against Geoffrey´s, who rested his forehead on her shoulder.

"Geoffrey?" Elincia mumbled breathlessly. He slowly raised his head; she pushed his sweaty hair from his face and smiled. She looked more than satisfied. "We have to do that again."

He only nodded and pressed a kiss to her lips.