Royal Stables

She looked up to him, then to the stars in the sky and back. She knew she should be careful with him, but something deep inside her wanted to take control and give her maidenhead to him. "I could never regret that whcih I want desperately, but if you are thinking of my reputation then I can wait." She said to him.

He smiled knowing he was so wanted by her. "I cannot deny you something you want," he whispered before he kissed her again. "Why should we spoil the moment by walking away from it? Forgive my doubts.." he kissed her again fervently, with all the passion he could muster.

She smiled as he gave into what she wanted. She kissed him back just as passionately, placing her arms around his neck to pull him closer to her. "All is forgiven!" She whispered in between kisses.

He moved his kisses down her neck, savoring the scent of her perfume. He was intoxicated by her, and whispered her name between kisses. He liked how she relented to him, it proved she was comfortable with him and trusted him.

As he kissed her neck, she looked up at the stars amiling, happy to be out there away from the rest of court in their own hidden spot. She ran her fingers through his hair, completely comfortable with him and his actions.

He kissed her mouth, tasting once again the sweetness there. He slowly reached down to unlace her dress, his heartbeat raced as his fingers touched the soft flesh of her back.

She kissed him back, getting lost in their kisses. She lifted herself off the ground a little, giving him full access to her laces. She slowly untucked his doublet, running her hands lightly over his chest, feeling the muscles there.

Her hands on his skin made him more excited and he deepened the kiss. He completely removed his doublet and undershirt, and soon he unlaced her corset and slipped it off her, kissing her exposed breasts.

She kissed him back just as deep and tangled her fingers in his hair as he kissed her breasts, which caused little moans to slip from her lips. Her breathing was slightly ragged. She looked down at him watching him giving attention to her breasts.

Henry could feel the heat from Margaret's body, mingled with his own hot breath. He ran his hands over her body, feeling her curves. She was delicious, tempting to all his senses, and he slowly lifted up her skirts, looking to see her reaction, if he should continue..

While his hands explored her body, Margaret's desire for Henry grew more intense. She felt her skirts lift up and looked at him, nodding, giving him permission to keep going.

At her signal of permission, Henry delicately touched the soft skin of her legs, tracing his fingers along her inner thighs to the very secret, moist part of her that made his pulse jump and his desire grow even stronger.

As his fingers went up her legs, chills went through her entire body, her nerves were awaken by it all. Her breathing caught when he touched her delicate core. She regained her breath and moans sweetly.

Her moan aroused him greatly, and it was all he could do to hold back. He continued to please her, wanting her to be fully ready to give herself to him. He leaned over and kissed her sweet mouth, deeply.

She opened herself completely to him and relaxed more. His hand was driving her crazy and made her wanting of him even greater. She kissed him back just as deeply, darting her tongue, touching his softly. She reached down into his pants, to touch his arousal gently.

A sharp hiss of breath left his mouth as she touched him. Quickly he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, hiking her skirts up more, and he lay just above her. "Are you ready for me, Margaret?" he asked almost breathless.

She smiles up to him, kissing him gently before answering his question. "I am more than ready. Take me, Henry!" She said in a soft whisper.

Those were all the words he needed to hear. Settling himself between her spread legs he slowly and delicately entrered her warmth, shutting his eyes tight from the pleasure. He thrust at a slow, steady pace as he gently kissed her soft neck.

When he entered her, she gasped and felt pain. The pain slowly disappeared and changed to pure pleasure. His thrusts and kisses upon her neck made her moan sweetly.

He held back a bit when he heard her small cry of pain, but resumed when she relaxed, and kept moving against her, slowly. He'd had no idea how pure she really was, and, apart from the intense pleasure he felt, he was also honored he was her first. He whispered "I hope I didn't hurt you."

She looked up to him, smiling and breathing heavily. "The pain was quick and lasted only seconds." She told him. With his every thrust, her hips buck a little meeting his, her body moving with his.

Henry smiled, and looked down at her pretty face, her eyed heavy-lidded with pleasure. He leaned down and kissed her, never getting enough of her kisses. He put one hand underneath her and scooted her towards him, allowing him deeper and for them to be joined more closely.

Madge smiled and kissed him back, feeling like she couldn't kiss him enough. She scooted closer to him and as he eased deeper, she moaned loud, getting more pleasure. She wrapped her legs around his waist.

He loved the feeling of her legs wrapped round his waist, and he buried his face in her neck, kissing and gently biting as he thrust at a faster pace. The sound of their lovemaking filled the night air.

From his quickened pace and love-bites, she moaned more frequently. With her arms wrapped around him like her legs, she held onto him, needing to feel his back muscles with every thrust he did.