King and Queens Bedchamber

Coming into our joint chamber I had my maids help me take of my dress. I had wanted to bathe to wash the ever lasting scent of Bavaria off me. As I let down my hair it swirled in soft curls around my shoulders. I was very self conscious of my scar it looked as though I had been butchered. Taking a damp cloth I ran it smoothly over my skin the scent of rose water filled the air.

Charles had dealt with dealings in having a new nunnery built, and apparently even if you are King and Emperor you can't force a nunnery to be built. He would build a villa and call it a nunnery for his mother. Walking into the chambers he was tense as he took off his long over robe and he sighed "Bring me some wine." he said to the servant and he wasn't oblivious to his wife bathing in the separate room.

My heart started to thump hard against my chest as I heard Charles coming in. Dissmissing my maids I pulled on a fresh nightdress. Taking a long hard sip from my wine I tried to calm my nerves. I watched him from behind the secret grate in the wall. For awhile I was just content in watching his graceful movements not a hair out of place. He reminded me of a graceful swan gliding before the entire court whilst everybody else tried to catch up. Grabbing my rosary beads I wrapped them around my fingers. "Did you have a pleasant afternoon." I placed a loving his on head before sitting myself on the edge of the bed.

Charles turned around and he looked at her and he nodded "Kind off." he admitted and he poured himself a goblet of wine and good a drink of it and he swirled it before setting it down "It could have been better, they do not approve of my plans of building an extension onto the nunnery."

"You heart was in the right place though Charles." Getting up I got into my side of the bed basking in the coldness of the crisp white sheets. "Oh I have missed this bed alot! It is so soft and welcoming I shall never leave this bed again."

Charles raised an eyebrow at her and he had a knowing smirk on his pale lips "So you aren't going to return to Bavaria?" he asked her and he took another gulp from his goblet.

"No unless my sister wants me to visit her. Then I hope you wouldn't object to me visiting." It broke my heart to have to say those words outloud. "I hope you won't leave me all alone to grow terribly miserable."

"Your sister can visit here, I will pay for her visit if I have too." he said and he began taking off his outer robe and he took a deep breath "my people need their Empress, and I need my wife." he admitted and he took off his doublet, revealing his well sculpted chest.

"I need you more." Standing I went over to him feeling slightly shaky. I let my nightgown fall off my body like silk running through fingers. I didn't lay on the bed instead I had choosen to lay on a fur rug. I purred at the soft glossy feel beneath my fingers.

Charles looked down at his wife and he raised an eyebrow at her and watched her smooth delicate skin against the furs of the rug, her perky breasts and nipples brushing against it and he got down and finally removed every inch of his own clothing and ran his hand over her body.

I watched his hand run over my body as if it were a statue made of the finest marble. He gave me no hint of who exactly was in charge so I remained where I lay letting him touch me.

His hands ran to her breasts and he then leaned down and took one of her perky nipples into his mouth and began suckling on it as if he was a child suckling on his mothers breasts and he then ran his hand southwards of her body and began rubbing at her sweet spot.

"Oww" I hissed as I felt his fingers graze sharply within me, cutting me like a rough shape diamond. I felt my womanhood tremble as a fresh wave danced around his fingers. It was my bodys way of letting him know I enjoyed it. His tongue was like that of a viper, sucking life from me like drawing blood from a rock.

Charles knew his way around a woman's body, he had to; for in his wives absence he took mistresses. He began moving his fingers within her, his tongue running over his breasts and her nipples and he added another finger into her womanhood, stretching her as he did so.

 I felt my body began to shiver and gently shake from the sensations of him teasing my sensitive womanhood. " Gently and slowly, please." I felt a rush of something in my head and as if my heart was going to burst out of my chest. 

Charles looked at her; and his eyes narrowed, he had waited to bed her again and now she demands him to go slow? He moved his manhood to her entrance, taking his fingers out and he slowly thrusted into her, and he felt the heat around him and the blood rushed to his head and he took a deep breath.

 I let out a loud moan as he roughly pushed into me with one hard thrust. I was in no mood to wait. As soon as he was inside me, I wrapped myself around him and thrust upwards, impaling myself on his manhood. I screamed at the sensation, a mixture of pleasure and pain as I gave herself to him, begging for him harder.

Charles gave her what she needed, thrusting into her at a fast pace and he was merciless in his actions. He groaned out as he put his hand on her waist and continued thrusting into her and he felt warm sensations splash over his veins and his body.