MA: hey peeps. hammered out another chapter of this fic. you guys seemed to really enjoy this story. the reviews have been very supportive and it makes me wanna work harder. but you're not just here for the story. you want some hot sweaty action between our two leads. well this one will have a lot of it. hope you enjoy it. ON WITH THE FIC!

MAID FOR THE PRINCE

Chapter 4

If you could describe Dawn's mood over the last few weeks, it would definitely be "giddy". She was positively floating on air as she went about her duties at the palace. Something that wasn't beyond the notice of May, who was very curious as to the suddenly elevated mood of her roommate. She nagged at her about what was up with her but she gave no real answer. Dawn just smiled and walked away. After a while, May gave up with her inquiries but resolved to understand the source of her improved mood. But Dawn kept that secret close to her chest. How could she tell anyone?

Prince Ash, the most handsome and eligible bachelor in the empire, liked her.

It played over and over in her mind, as if her soul was trying to tell her that it was real, even when she doubted her memories. He liked her just as much as she liked him.

Her private elation improved her work by leaps and bounds. Especially when she caught sight of her sweet prince. When she was cleaning his office, passing by him in the hall or when he was training, she relished seeing him. And he always seemed to know when she was around, as he would always turn to her and give her the briefest of smiles. It was hard not to blush when such a man pays you attention but she did her best to hide it. There were other things as well: brushes of the hand. A hushed whisper near her ear. A gentle caress of her backside. All of those little things reminded her that he did indeed care about her. Unlike with Conrad, such advances were both welcomed and appreciated. But still, she felt a bit terrible deep down. She didn't regret how things were between them but she felt selfish. Because she wanted more.

But she wasn't the only one.

Ash was in a similar state of mind. He had to keep himself in check when she was around. Every fiber of his being wanted to jump her every time he saw her. He wanted to tear her maid uniform to shreds and make love to her like a woman like her deserves. But he had to hold back. As much as he desired Dawn, he respected her in equal measure. Still didn't stop him from touching her every chance he got. And when he did, he saw flashes of crimson sweep across her face. That was enough to make his day all the better.

Still…he wanted more.

But what could he do? They were both so busy with their respective duties. Very little time to talk, let alone anything more intimate. It was frustrating for him and her, he assumed.

As he stared out of his office window and looked upon palace grounds, his mind raced. How could he meet her without arousing too much suspicion for either of them. Just then, his eyes drifted to the east wing of the palace. He didn't know why. It was a sight that he had been used to since he was a boy. But today, something told him to look in that direction. And just like that, an idea popped into his head. The idea slowly morphed into a plan. A plan that would take a few weeks to pull off but the end results would be worth it.

If he couldn't run into by accident, he'd plan it out on purpose.

"Miss Jay, Miss Sara, Miss Nancy, you have the offices on the 5th floor," announced Prof. Oak as he was almost done handing out the duties for the day. The trio in question seemed satisfied with their assigned jobs as they happily chatted away. The morning was mostly uneventful, save for May pestering her roommate about the reason for her improved mood but Dawn cheerfully refused her each time.

"I'm gonna find out one day."

"You keep saying that like it's gonna happen," said Dawn.

"I always get what I'm after in the end," she said proudly.

"In that case, May, you can have the east garden," prof. Oak said with his grandfatherly smile.

May gasped. "But I wanted to work the ballroom!" she whined.

"Consider this a light punishment for digging too deep into Miss Dawn's personal life."

"Miserable old man!" she playfully spat while sticking out her tongue at the older man.

"I love you, too." he turned his attention to Dawn. "As for you, Miss Dawn, you will be tasked with cleaning the special quarters. May, if you will….."

"Yeah, yeah professor," she commented. "I'll handle it."

"See? You can behave. Now, everyone! To your duties!" he announced, causing everyone to begin to disperse.

"Aww! You're so lucky!" whined May as she and her roommate began to walk off.

"Special quarters? I don't think I've heard of that," Dawn muttered to herself.

"Of course, you haven't," said May, "It's a part of the palace that not many are even allowed to go. It's called the special quarters but it went by another name a long time ago: the mistress's quarters."

Dawn was stunned to hear that information. "Mistress? The emperor has a mistress?"

Her roommate gave a hearty chuckle at her question. "Hells no. The emperor wouldn't even look at another woman. It's a hold over from the last family who ruled the empire from about 300 years ago."

"Oh really?"

She nodded. "The last royal dynasty were really open to having mistresses. One of the old kings had like, 20 of them. Once the Ketchums took over, that tradition totally stopped. 'For love. Not power'." Dawn of course knew the motto of the house of Ketchum but she was still fascinated by this little bit of royal history. "After that, most of the mistress quarters were repurposed into guest rooms and the like. But a few of them are maintained as they were back then for historic purposes. One of those is where you are going today. It's in the eastern part of the palace."

"Ok, I understand that but why did you sound so jealous?"

"Because it's the easiest job in the whole job in the palace."

Dawn raised an eyebrow at this comment. "How so?"

"You'll see when you get there."

The walk to the section of the palace housing the special quarters wasn't too long for Dawn but it felt more out of the way than most of where her duties would take her. It wasn't abandoned but she felt that it didn't see a lot of traffic. Save for the guards, whom she passed by a few times, she saw almost no one else. The halls were quiet and peaceful. No other maids or staffers or knights that puttered about the rest of the palace during the day. And frankly, she found it very relaxing. But her small basket of cleaning supplies reminded her that she was there to work and not enjoy the scenery.

She arrived at the quarters, a large, expertly carved door greeting her. She looked at either end of the hallway, reminding her that she was utterly alone. The closest guards were several rooms away from where she was. Whatever unease she had was washed away upon entering the room. It was utterly gorgeous. The carpets were deep red with spiral designs sewn into them. In the center of the room was a massive bed, covered by purple silken sheets that were a feast for her eyes. A ivory colored vanity mirror sat across from the bed, with a few boxes she assumed contained jewelry spread across the top of them. On the other side of the room was a large closet. And topping it off was a large window with a golden frame, which gave an awe-inspiring view of the rest of the palace ground. Truly, this felt like a room one would house a lovely mistress.

It was about 5 minutes into cleaning that Dawn figured out why May said that this was the easiest job in the palace: there was almost nothing for her to do. The room was in tip-top shape. No chairs out of place. Barely any dust anywhere. The sheets were clean and neat. Dawn tried to find anything else that needed to be tidied up but 20 minutes after she started, she was totally done. For the first time since she came to the palace, she had nothing to do during her shift. The blue-haired maid proceeded to sit in the vanity chair and sigh to herself. This was new for her. Having nothing to do was something she just wasn't used to. As long as she was a maid, she never just…..sat around with nothing to do. She was always busy. But here she was, totally alone in a luxurious room and having no jobs to perform.

Then she had a thought. She wasn't due back until late in the evening, so she was free to do as she wanted. So why not see what there is to see in this room? She wasn't going to steal anything. Not anymore. She didn't want professor Oak or prince Ash to be disappointed in her. But that didn't mean she couldn't try anything on.

With a smile on her face, she jumped out of the chair and walked over to the closet, flinging the doors open. She was greeted by 2 rows of lovely evening gowns, all kept in great condition but she could tell that none of them had been worn for a long time. There was still a lingering scent of perfume in the air as she looked over the dresses. The little girl in her was delighted. She had always wanted to wear a pretty evening dress but being a maid, such dreams were just that: dreams. But maybe for a little while, she could indulge herself. Dawn ran her hands across the fabric of the countless dresses, mentally remarking on each one.

Just then, her blue eyes locked on one: a lovely pink dress with a white collar and some red ribbon. She was instantly mesmerized by it, almost feeling like she was meant to wear it. Taking the dress off the rack, she returned to the bedroom and began to strip off her maid uniform. Years of helping noble ladies into their own gowns gave her the knowledge on how to properly wear one, which didn't take long for her to do.

Dress covering on her figure, Dawn strolled over to the full length mirror and looked at herself. She undid her hair, which she normally kept tied in her usual high ponytail, and let it fall down her shoulders and back. Looking at herself in the mirror, she was amazed by how good she looked, giving a bit of a twirl as the dress flowed around her. Save for her maid boots, and a total lack of jewelry make-up, she could easily pass for a noble lady. She wasn't one to be vain or hung up on her looks but for the first time in her life, she felt…..pretty.

"It looks good on you." Dawn immediately jumped out of her skin as she whirled around to meet the smirking face of Prince Ash. "Pink suits you."

"ASH! YOU NEARLY SCARED ME TO DEATH!"

Now it wasn't her reaction to his sudden appearance that made him pause for a second. It wasn't the dress that hugged her figure in just the right ways. It was what she said. She called him "Ash" for the first time ever. Not "your majesty" or "your highness" as she always did. She called him by his proper name. And he loved it. And he wanted more of it.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you so much."

Dawn called her breathing for a few moments before speaking. "It's ok. I just didn't expect to see you. Or anyone. I didn't even hear you open the door."

"Well that's because i didn't use the door." he gestured with his thumb to the wall at the far enough of the room. It was then that Dawn noticed that the wall had been slid away, revealing a set of descending stairs. "Secret passage," he said as he walked over and pressed a section of the wall. And just like that, the wall slid back into place perfectly. "There are passages like these all over the palace. Me, Gary, and Paul used to play in them when we were kids. I pretty much memorized the network. Now I can move about the palace without anyone knowing."

"A secret passage," she muttered in awe. "I thought they were only in cheap romance novels."

"To a degree. Now then, on to you, Dawn."

"M-me?"

"Yes you. It seems everytime i look up, i catch you doing something you weren't supposed to be doing."

If this was months ago and they hadn't progressed to having such an intimate relationship, she'd be scared about what he could do to her. But now, she could see he was just being playful. "Am I now?" she asked.

Ash nodded. "First, you don't curtsy a prince. Then you steal a vase from me. And now here you are, trying on fancy dresses without care in the world when you should be working. You are turning into a handful."

Dawn spun around, a sly smile on her lips. "I am ever so sorry, your highness. It seems I will have to be…punished." she punctuated her statement with a not so subtle wiggle of her hips. An action that did not go unnoticed by Ash.

"I'll…... .have to work on that punishment soon," he spoke, trying to reign in what little control he had over his loins as he could. "But…..you really do look great in that dress, Dawn."

"Thank you," Dawn gave a small bow. "But I'm sure you've seen princesses who could fill out a dress like this better than I can."

"Well, I have seen my fair share of princesses but not a single one of them can make me feel like I do right now when I see you." Dawn felt as if she had transformed into a moltres for all the heat she felt from her face. Ash was always like this with her. Paying her compliments in the most charming manner possible. And he does it so easily, it almost unnerves her how easily he can make a mess of her emotions with a few simple words.

"You falter me, Ash."

"You deserve it." The prince looked over the maid for a few moments thoughtfully. "You know what?" he closed the distance between them and made her face the mirror again. "Stay right there."

"What are you doing?"

"Just stay there."

Dawn was confused but did as he requested as he strolled over to the vanity. He began to open the boxes one by one. Each box contained various pieces of jewelry, all in pristine condition. After a bit of searching, his face lit up as he found what he was looking for: a beautiful necklace with a large blue sapphire in the middle of it. "Found it," he spoke as he took the necklace and walked back over to Dawn. Without another word, Ash wrapped the necklace around her neck and set the clasp. "There. Perfect."

Dawn looked at herself in the mirror again, now clad in the amazing piece of jewelry. She had to admit that it did look great on her but then again, she had never won any sort of jewelry before, so she wasn't sure what would look good on her. Ash rested both hands on her shoulders as she marveled at how she looked. He saw how he looked together with her in the reflection in the mirror. She looked breathtaking in almost whatever she wore, especially now at his side.

"What do you think?"

"It's…..it's beautiful."

"Glad you think so. I can't…..give it to you. It's a part of the room and all. But…..i wanted to at least know how you look in jewelry."

"It's fine," she said, fingering the object in question. "I appreciate the thought. Besides, if i want it, I can always steal it later."

Ash let out a hard laugh at her joke as he wrapped his arms around her neck and rested his face on her. "Such a little thief. I'll have to see if I can't beat that out of you."

Dawn smiled and kissed his cheek. "You can try."

Ash released her, as she turned to face him. "Since you are dressed up all nice and pretty, it would be a shame to let it all go to waste."

"What do you mean?"

Ash extended his palm towards her in the most gentlemanly way possible. "Madam, may I have this dance?"

Dawn was taken aback by his gesture. The last thing she was expecting was for him to ask her to dance with him. She would've said no but how could she resist that face of his? With a grin, she took his hand. "I humbly accept, my lord," she replied, doing her best impersonation of the noble ladies she had seen speak in such a way.

"I…take it you have a bit of experience with traditional dance styles?"

"I've had a few lessons."

"Can you do Dulce?"

"I think I can handle it."

Ash placed his hand on her hip, with Dawn placing her hand on his shoulder. Then they locked their free hands together and took their positions. "Ready? 1….2…..3."

Soon, they both began to sway and move together, dancing to a tune that only they seemed to hear. Despite her humble words, Ash was amazed by how easily she matched his rhythm and movements. If she was nervous about dancing with him, she surely didn't show it.

"You dance divinely," he muttered, causing her face to glow red.

"I've had some training," she said, "One of my old employers had a son who was going to a ball. So he had me trained in dance so he had a good partner."

"Well, it paid off." Ash gave her a quick twirl. "You dance better than most of the women I've danced with. Most of the time, they just talk my head off about how handsome I am."

"I could say that, if it makes you feel better," she joked.

Ash shook his head. "I'd much rather have you with me like this. I'm surprised no one asked you to dance more often."

"Maids….don't dance." there was a sadness that tainted her words as her eyes cast downward. He had almost forgotten that Dawn was still a maid, despite how highly he thought of her. He mentally kicked himself. Of course, no one would ask a maid to dance with them. It broke his heart a bit. She deserved more than that.

As they danced, he gently pressed his head to hers, hands wrapped firmly around her waist. "I should've asked you to dance that night."

"What night?"

"The party," he answered. "I should've asked you to dance with me."

"I don't think Ursula would've approved of that."

"I could care less what that shrew thinks."

"So you think she's a shrew too?"

"Well that or some other kind of annoying rodent."

Dawn let out a small laugh. "You are being too funny, Ash."

"And you are being too…too…."

"Too what?"

"...Alluring." his lips met hers in a kiss. He hadn't seen or kissed her all day and he was at the end of his rope. He needed to have her. And now that they were truly alone, with no one to interrupt her, he was going to savor her as much as he desired. Dawn met the ferocity of his kiss with her own. He wasn't the only one suffering from affection withdrawal. Seeing him around the palace for moments at a time and not being able to enjoy him was maddening. But now, she wasn't going to waste anymore time.

The two furiously made out in the middle of the room, all semblance of dancing have long since been abandoned. She ran her hands through his raven locks as his hands found her ass. There was very little restraint between the two. None of it was needed now anyway. He readily picked her up, causing her to instinctively wrap her legs around him. She would've probably marveled at how easily he picked her up but all she was focused on was drinking from his lips. For a while, the only sound filling up the room was heavy breathing and the wet smacking of kissing. Ash gilded over to the bed and softly unloaded his precious cargo of beautiful maid onto the mattress. A playful laugh escaped her lips as her prince crawled over on top of her. He looked down at her, clad in that dress, hair splayed out behind her hair, blue eyes peering up at his own.

"It's not fair."

"What's not fair?" she asked.

"You. You are so damn beautiful. It's not fair that you make me so insane."

"Oh Ash," she reached up and stroked his cheek with the back of her hand. "You think you are the only one feeling like that? Every time i see you walking around in your regal uniform, or concentrating on some important document, or training in the yard with the other knight, i wanna drop what i'm doing and just…attack you." Ash kisses the back of her hand. "I know its not right to want your employer but i don't care."

"You're…you're not real…."he mumbled as he buried his face into her neck. "You're a dream…." it is one thing to desire another person to the point of insanity. But its another thing entirely for that person to match those feelings for you. Part of him was scared over how intense his feelings for her were getting but hearing her words washed away such fears.

"If we are both dreaming, then let's not wake up so fast," she whispered.

The prince inhaled her scent. She smelled clean. No harsh perfume or thick make-up. She just smelled like…Dawn. Now, he was going to step up the eroticism. "Guess it's time for me to do what i came to do."

"And what's that?"

"Have lunch." a confident smirk painted itself across his face as he began to make his way down her body. Dawn was confused as to what he meant but that confusion vanished when his head began to vanish under her skirt. Almost instantly, she closed her legs.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, ASH?!" she exclaimed.

Ash popped his head out from her skirt. "What does it look like I'm doing?" he asked, looking at her as if she had grown a second head.

"It looks like you are gonna…..do….."

"Uh-huh. Is there a problem?"

"Of course there is! A prince shouldn't be…..doing that…." She tried to explain but was failing.

"And how do you know what a prince should and shouldn't do in private with a lovely young lady?"

"I…i just…..you don't have to do that."

Ash patted her knee comfortably. "Dawn, there is nothing wrong with this. I want to make you feel good. So do as your sovereign asks and open up."

"Damn you," she thought to herself as she stared down at the prince between her legs. "Stupid charming bastard." Despite her mental protests, her legs slowly began to open back up. Ash smiled at this and ducked his head under the hem of her dress. Dawn wore simple white underwear. Nothing fancy like the lace panties he had seen so many times in his life as a bachelor. It was quite refreshing a sight to see for him but he was more interested in what was hiding behind those panties. He could almost hear Dawn's blush as he started to slowly remove said garment. Once gone, the sight that met him made his mouth water: her pussy was a pleasant pink color, moist from arousal, and topped off with a cute little tuff of azure hair.

"Sorry," he heard her say. "I didn't think to….shave down lately."

He smiled at her bashfulness. How could he be mad at seeing that? It just made him want to do this all the more. He inhaled her womanly scent, allowing it to fill his lungs. It was better than any perfume from the most fashionable store in Celedon. He'd bottle it if he could. He placed a kiss on her outer folds, causing her body to jump a bit from the sudden sensation. Using his fingers, he spread her open, her arousal getting all the stronger. He tapped his tongue against her opening, another joint rippling through her body. Finally he began to eat her out in earnest.

Dawn took a sharp intake of air, sudden waves of pleasure cascading through her form. It had been so long since a man was down there, so such feelings were nearly alien to her. But even so, she had to admit to herself this: the prince was damn good at cunnilingus. Almost to the point of being unfair. His tongue expertly explored her in ways that she thought only her hand could do. No. That was wrong. Not even her hand could compare to what Ash was doing. She could barely speak as he devoured her like a literal lunch. All she could do was moan and try her best not crush his head with her legs. The only sounds coming from her were moist sucking and licking. Every moment that passed was an eternal of heavenly bliss.

Ash reached up and grasped her left breast through her dress, molding her orb like a lump of dough. Dawn grabbed her other breast in the same manner as her freehand grabbed his head, as if she was scared he would stop but lucky for her, he had no intentions of stopping until his job was finished. She had always heard from her more sexually experienced friends that men generally don't like eating pussy. Most either don't have the talent for it and thus never really improve, while others simply thought such things were beneath them. Well, Ash broke those thoughts with a hammer. Not only was he good at this but he seemed to enjoy it.

Then he found her clit.

"OH ARCEUS!" she yelled out, her back arching out. His tongue dabbed and jabbed at her mound, causing her eyes to roll to the back of her head. She wanted to hold out and let this ordeal go on as long as possible but his oral skills and her lack of attention in that area was a battle she was happily losing. Sensing that she was on the verge, Ash gently took her clit fully into his mouth and let his tongue work its magic.

Dawn's whole body shook violently as she experienced a powerful orgasm, her legs nearly crushed her new lover's head. When it was over, Ash emerged from her dress, now stained with her love juices and a pleased smile on his face. Her eyes blinked rapidly as she began to be more aware of her surroundings. She looked down at the dress and the mess she had made of it. "Sorry," she muttered.

"It's fine," Ash said, wiping his mouth. "It'll get cleaned later."

"Wow," she muttered. "How are….you so good?"

"I've had a bit of practice."

A pang of jealousy sparked in her heart. Of course he had practice. Women throw themselves at his feet all the time. He must have had a fair share of lovers before her. Not that she should feel jealous. She chastised herself for being so possessive over him.

"Now, if you've recovered enough…" he leaned down over her as he began to undo buttons of his pants. But before he could finish, he felt her hands press against his chest.

"Wait," she uttered.

"What? Is…... .everything ok?" he asked, concern thick in his voice. "If you don't want to do more, i can-"

"No no no!" she stammered out. "Of course I do. It's just…."

"Tell me."

"I….can you do me a favor?" unsure of where she was going with this, he nodded. "This is gonna sound silly but….i was wondering ... .can I…..see you naked?"

Ash was slightly taken aback by her request. "Dawn, you've seen me with my shirt off," he said, referring to all the times she's watched him train in the yard.

"Yes but never up close. And…..not all the way."

He couldn't believe how silly she was being but he liked it when she was shy and silly. "Fine. I'll give you pleasure. But you have to do me a favor."

"What is it?"

"I wanna see you naked as well."

Dawn's eyes went wide. "ME?! But…you've already seen my pussy."

"Yes but ….not all the way."

"Turning my own words against me. Charming bastard," she thought.

"Ok. but turn around first. I've….never been naked with a man before."

"If it makes you happy…"

Ash climbed off the bed and, with his back turned, he slowly began to underdress. For some reason, he suddenly felt very self conscious. He didn't really understand why. He had been naked with women before and never felt that way. But here, in front of this simple maid, he felt as if he wanted to measure up to whatever expectations she had for him. It was so strange for him. As his shirt fell to the floor, he suddenly felt aware of the scars on his back and chest. Gary always said that scars were sexy but only because Zoey, being a knight herself, had numerous scars on her body.

"Would she like my scars?" The thought popped into his head. He wanted her to like how he looked. That was important to him now. He kicked off his pants but remained turned from her, waiting with bated breath for her to finish undress.

"OK. I'm ready".

He let out an exhale as he slowly began to turn around.

Dawn stood there, naked as the day she was born, and all Ash could do was stare at her. Her nipples were a nice pink color, erect in the open air. Her hips were wide and shapely, complimenting her appealing backside. Toned thighs from all the years of hard work she has done as a maid. She wasn't as nice as she imagined. She surpassed such an imagination.

Looking closely at him, Ash was in fantastic shape. Not overly muscular but just enough muscles to get her motor running. She noted all the scars on his back and now his front. They were faint but noticeable if one looked closely enough at him. Strong arms and legs from years of training and combat. And mostly notable, a massive dick. Probably over 9 inches or more. Larger than any penis she had seen in person and certainly larger than anyone she had ever been with.

"Perfect." They both thought at nearly the same time.

"So…what do you think?" Ash spoke first. "The scars don't bother you."

"No. The scars aren't bad. In fact," she reached over and traced her fingers over a few of them. "I think they make you look even more dashing."

"And you say I have a way with words."

"And what about me? I know I just have a maid's body and all…." her words were halted when he reached over and caressed her bare breast.

"Your body is magnificent. Dawn…... .you're the most beautiful woman i've ever seen." his statement punctuated by his cock somehow becoming harder than before. "And as you can see, this fella here agrees with my assessment."

Dawn giggled as she glided her hand down to his dick. "He seems like a trustworthy fellow."

"Very trustworthy. But you see, miss Dawn…he's VERY hungry right now."

Dawn began to stroke his dick very lovingly. "Hmmm I can tell. Then I shall do as the maid does and serve him a proper meal."

Ash leaned over and began to kiss her neck. "It is your duty after all. But I must warn you, he's very greedy and he does eat a lot."

Dawn felt his dick harden and rapidly heat up in her palm. "Then I will have to prepare a very nourishing meal for such a big boy. Can't have him die of starvation, your highness."

"Such a dutiful and attentive maid." he lightly bit her ear. "Your attention to your duties is admirable and worthy of a proper reward."

"Such a reward will have to wait. Now….he needs to eat."

He crushed his lips to hers, now nothing separating them from each other. It was skin to skin, body to body from now on. They found themselves back on the mattress, hands roaming their bare bodies. The softness of the bed was nothing compared to how Dawn felt in his hands. She was warm and inviting, like a cup of tea, which was very fitting for her. All Dawn was highly trained muscle covered by taunt skin. It was like touching coiled steel but with far more give than normal. If kissing each other for the first time was a dream for them, then this was nirvana.

"Tell me…." he gasped, "tell me what you want me. Tell me, Dawn." he wanted to hear her say it. To allow him to have her in the way he wanted.

She sensed that. Even now, she could tell he was holding back. Even just a little. "Please…take me. Take me now."

That was all he needed to know.

Ash positioned himself right at her opening and with a final push, he finally, FINALLY, entered her with just the head. A sharp inhale told him that she never had someone as big as him, so he had to ease into her. He wanted her comfortable and happy. He didn't want this just to be all about him. "You ok?"

Dawn's hands gripped at his back. "Yeah. just….go slow."

He heeded her words, inching his girth into her pussy as slowly as he could. With each inch, her tension and discomfort were replaced with sensual bliss. By the time he was fully inside of her, the sensation of him being inside of her was beyond her wildest and most perverse imaginings, and she has had many of them.

Once he was sure she was ok, Ash began to fuck her properly. His thrusts were slow and deep, wanting to drag out the sex for as long as possible, which was already hard for him. Dawn was tight. Almost too tight but he wasn't going to complain. The absence of blood told him that she wasn't a virgin but her tightness told him that it had been a long time since she was with a man. He didn't want to just have sex with her. He wanted to be the best sex partner she ever had or ever will have. He was going to hold back his own climax as long as he could.

He pressed into her with each thrust, leaning down to suck at her hard nipple with abandon. He was so good at this, it blew her mind. It was like he was made to please a woman. Or, in her own selfish way, he was made to please her. "More! More!" she begged. Ash complied, speeding up his tempo, pounding her harder. She wrapped her arms and legs around his body, wanting as much contact as possible. This only egged him on more, causing him to increase his speed even more.

"You feel…..so good!" he moaned, kissing and nibbling at her now sweat covered flesh.

"Fuck me! Fuck me, Ash!" she screamed out. Even if they weren't alone in this area of the palace, she didn't care if anyone heard her. She just wanted him to fuck her as furiously as he could. Her words spurred him on, driving him further down the path of erotic insanity. He felt her bite his neck. No blood was drawn but a mark was left behind. They neither in their right minds but they didn't want to stop.

"I'M….GONNA….!" she yelled out. That's what he wanted to hear. He wanted her to climax with him.

"HERE IT..!" he stammered out as his seed exploded from his shaft, filling her utterly and completely. The mere sensation of it was enough to push her over the edge, shaking her body with a soul crushing orgasm.

And just like that, it was over.

Ash collapsed on Dawn's body, heavy breathing echoing in the room. He was drained but oh so satisfied. Dawn released her grip on him and planted a small kiss on his forehead. He looked up at her, a tired smile on her face. He returned the smile before giving her a kiss on the lips. His hand found hers. Their fingers interlaced with each other. And together, they drifted off to sleep.

When Dawn awoke, she was a bit confused. She didn't remember her bed smelling so nice or it being so comfortable. Her sleep addled mind was trying to make sense of it all. Once she looked around, it all came flooding back to her. She looked out of the window from the bed. The sky was a bright orange color, meaning that it was getting towards the evening. How long did she sleep? Her body ached a bit, seeing as how she was using muscles that she hadn't used in a long time. As she sat up and took stock of her surroundings, she took note of one important fact: Ash was gone.

His clothes were gone and she didn't hear any noise coming from the bathroom. He was just…gone.

Her own feelings of inadequacy began to crop up. What if he was done with her? What if all those sweet honeyed words were just that? Words. What if he just wanted to have sex with her and leave it at that? She felt foolish. It was far too common for lords to screw around with the help and just leave them be. She spent years avoiding such a fate but a smile and a few words from the prince was enough to get her to spread her legs.

"I was a fool. He wasn't…." she said to herself. She thought something more would happen but it was just a one night stand. She bitterly laughed a bit. It wasn't even one night. Just an afternoon romp.

Just as she was about to get out of bed, slip on her uniform and return to her room for the day, she heard the unmistakable sound of the secret door sliding open. She looked across the room and saw the sight of Ash stepping into the room.

"Oh good. You're awake!" he smiled as he closed the secret door behind him.

"You…came back?"

"Yeah. you were sleeping so peacefully, i didn't wanna wake you." his smile faltered a bit as he noticed her face. "Are you ok?"

"Huh? Oh. yeah. I'm fine."

Not believing her words, he strolled over to the bed. "You don't look it. You look like you were about to cry."

"No. I was…" She did her best to dash out the foolish thoughts she had just entertained.

"What?"

"I thought….you had just left….after you were done."

His eyes expanded in shock over what she was implying. Instead of being angry, all he felt was pity for her. "I see." he sat down next to her. "You thought I was doing a 'hit and run', eh?" Dawn meekly nodded her head. "I'm sorry," he spoke, stroking her blue long hair. "I've heard those stories too. But that's not what this is. If I want to have sex with a maid, we have plenty for that. This…..is different. I hope you know that."

"I do now," she said, beaming at him from his words. "I should've known you would do that."

"It's fine. Besides, I think you deserve a meal." It was only then that she noticed the large basket in his hand and large green wine bottle.

Dawn felt her stomach grumble a bit. "You're right. How did you know?"

"You were mumbling in your sleep about 'yummy food'."

Dawn's flashed crimson in embarrassment. "I talked in my sleep?!"

Ash guffawed at her reaction. "It's fine. You were so cute. I didn't mind." he placed the basket on the bed and opened it. "I wasn't sure what you like so I just got some bread, some cuts of meat and some cheese. This good?"

Dawn reached in and took a couple of slices of said meat to stuff into her mouth. "This is great! Where did you get it?"

"The royal chefs had some left over. I asked for a few space slices. Try it with the cheese. You'll love it." Dawn did as he suggested and consumed some cheese, which was a joy to her tongue. "But before we start eating…." Ash reached into the basket and pulled out two items: a small vial containing some green liquid and a blue pill. He handed both to Dawn, who was clueless as to what they were. "Take the pill first and chase it down with the stuff in the vial."

"Why? What is this stuff?"

"It's…a contraceptive," he explained, almost ashamedly. Dawn remembered that he came inside of her and immediately understood his fears. Knowing him, he probably did it more for her than himself. The trouble that would be caused if she suddenly got knocked up by the heir to the throne. With that in mind, she did as she was told and took the items in order. After downing the liquid, she stuck out her tongue humorously.

"URGGGG! It tastes horrible!"

"Here. chase it down with this." he handed her the wine bottle and she took a few eager sips of it, wanting to wash the taste out of her mouth.

"That helps." Dawn wiped her mouth. "I hope you won't get into trouble for this."

"Naw, I won't. The pill is a headache remedy and the liquid is used for upset stomachs. But if you take them both together, they can act as a contraceptive for women. But only in the first few weeks."

"So war vet and master of medicines? You seem to do it all."

Ash sat back and ate a bit of bread. "Not so much. One of my teachers told me about it when I came of age. Never had a chance to use it until now."

"Never know what can come in handy." Dawn ate another piece of cheese. "What time is it, anyway?"

"Hmmm, almost 5 I think."

"5!?" she exclaimed, nearly jumping out of bed. "I'M SO DAMN LATE! I NEED TO GET BACK!"

"Whoa whoa! What's wrong, Dawn?"

She turned to him, looking at him like he had said something crazy. "I'm due back any minute now! I have to go and check in! And-"

Ash quickly wrapped his arm around her waist, preventing her from leaving the bed. "It's ok, Dawn. it's ok. You think I didn't plan for that?"

"Did you?"

Ash nodded. "Just say you lost track of time and fell asleep in here. May did it all the time when she did this room."

"I guess it makes sense. But what about you?"

"I just tell people I'm doing some research. People tend to leave me alone for the rest of the day once I say that. So until tomorrow morning, we are totally alone with each other. So eat and relax."

Ash's words seem to calm her down. It seemed like he put in a lot of work to get them alone for an extended period of time. So all she could do was trust him. Tension oozed out of her as she settled back into bed next to the prince and took a small swig of wine. "You thought of everything, huh?"

"As much as i could. I wanted to have you all to myself. No interruptions."

"I'm flattered you went to all this trouble for me."

"You're worth it."

Dawn ate some more bread, meat and cheese. "You really had a lot of practice with that mouth of yours."

"Not as much as you think."

"Really?"

"Uh-huh. Honestly, you're the first woman I've eaten in a long time."

"Surprising to me, considering how good you are."

"The last time was with my teacher, Fantina."

Dawn nearly choked on her bread when she heard that. "The Opera singer?! You had SEX with her?!"

Ash rapidly shook his head. "No no, not sex. Fantina was my music teacher. She made a point to tell them how important mouth control was, in both music and sex. I didn't know much about proper sex, other than 'stick thing into hole'. So Fantina made it a point to show me how…..you know. Eat."

Dawn could only laugh at the idea of such an event taking place. "So the most famous opera sing in the empire taught you how to eat a girl out," she said, resting her hand on his lap.

His lap shook from a belly laugh he held in. "She was a task master, alright. She'd pop me on the side of the head and say 'monsieur Ash, I am not a hamburger!'." that got another laugh out of the maid. "But I got better. By the time she left, I could make her cum in under a minute. She was so proud of me. That was about 5 years ago, when I was 18."

"And you never did it again?"

"Never got the chance," He answered, taking a sip of wine.

"What about you and May? Figured she'd be up for something like that."

Ash's face soured a bit at the thought. "Ugh. no. don't get me wrong. May is….well, she's freaky. But me and her? Nope."

"So nothing happened between you two?"

"Well, we kissed once. Back when we were kids. But we didn't like it. I see May as a sister more than anything."

"You two do seem close, considering how she acts around you."

"We are. She and her brother came to live with us when I was about 6. I don't have siblings so it was great to have something like a sister."

"Must have been great for you two."

"Yeah, I guess you can say this. What about you? Who had the honor?"

Dawn let out a small sigh. "It was a friend. Kenny. He was a squire. We talked a lot. Got close. One night, we got a hold of some wine. We drank and things happened."

"How was it?"

"Eh. it was….awkward. He tried to eat me but…..hamburger."

Ash chuckled. "Hamburger. After that?"

"We didn't have much time together. He got shipped out to finish his training. Before he left, he said he was gonna come back and marry me."

"And if he does?" he asked, stroking her hair.

"Naw. I care about him but my life has changed too much from then and now."

Almost absentmindedly, Dawn began to undo Ash's shirt. With his torso exposed, she began to trace her fingers along the scars on his skin. "You like scars?"

"Only yours," she confessed. Her thumb found a small circle near his side.

"Arrow."

"Hmm?"

"That's an arrow. Went through clean."

Her hand moved up to a vertical line. "And this?"

"Knife from a enemy soldier."

She moved on to a crescent shaped scar under his pec. "This one?"

"Training accident with Paul. he didn't say sorry." Despite that, Dawn sensed that there was no ill will towards the purple-haired knight. She figured that they must be very close if he could scar the prince and not get any kind of punishment. Meanwhile, Ash finally had a proper look at Dawn's bear back and he noticed something: she too had scars on her person. They weren't as noticeable as his own but one merely had to really look closely at her back to see them. His hand touched her skin, causing her to jump a bit. "Seems like I'm not the only one with scars."

Dawn sighed. "Mine aren't as glamorous as yours."

"Who gave you those?"

She froze for a moment, not sure how to word what she was about to say. "They are…recent. From my last employer."

"from…Ursula?" Dawn sat up from his lap and nodded. "But…why?"

Dawn spoke, "She could be violent when her anger was stoked. She'd take it out on the staff. Mainly me if she saw me. She hated how much attention her bastard of a brother paid me and would hit and slap me for it. This….." she gestured to her back. "...from when she whipped me with her belt for looking at a dress of hers. Mr. Deeds, the head butler, did stop her from going too far but…..well you can see."

Dawn saw a cold rage erupt from Ash's chocolate eyes. He knew the Bathorys didn't treat her fairly but to go that far, in addition to Conrad's harassment of her, was beyond the pale. Ash wasn't one to give into pointless rage but hearing and seeing what they did to her caused his soul to turn into a volcano. Already, he was thinking of ways to make them pay for hurting her. He wanted to rally the knights, march on their manor and see the whole place burned to the ground. "Ash, no," she spoke, touching his shoulder.

"What?"

"I don't want you taking revenge for me," she said, "It's pointless at this point. Besides, i'm not going back and they aren't worth wasting the time."

And just like that, she defused his rage. He was going to offer a rebuttal but seeing her, naked and beautiful, killed such ideas from his head. "Fine. I won't try to burn their house down."

"Thank you," she said with a smirk. "So we have the whole night together."

"Yep," he said, gazing out to the orange sky outside of the room. "Since we have this time, we can sit here and talk or something else-" he was cut off by Dawn kissing him hard, pressing her nude form against his own. "Or we could do this."

"Shut up and fuck me, your highness."

"That, i will do so eagerly, miss Dawn."

They would spend the rest of the evening and into the night doing such: having incredible sex, eating, sleeping and talking about their lives and feelings. They knew this time was short, so they were going to use it. In the mood, they would leave and separate. He, to his royal duties and she, to her job as a maid.

But for now, they were just a man and a woman.

MA: how was that? hot enough for you? i hope you had as much fun as i did writing it. not sure when i'll start on this again. still working on various projects. reviews can help me work on this faster, so make sure to leave a review or two behind. it is all appreciated. so until next time.

LATER FICCERS!