[Tf4F] A beautiful princess and her forbidden lover, a butch knight! (Fem4Masc)

The Kingdom of Revachol was in a buzz, almost a damn row! The citizens of this Coastal Kingdom’s capitol were muttering and murmuring in the streets about the recent announcements from the Royal Houses of their country. A tournament! A real, honest to god Tournament! Nobles from all across the kingdom would pay tribute to the royal family, bringing their greatest warriors to compete for glory and honor. That, and, of course, the attention of The Princess of Revachol. Rumors and whispers of her beauty spark the fire in every warrior’s soul, with hopes of catching her gaze and affection in the week of revelry and fighting to come.

Princess Imelda Revachol was in the midst of a whirlwind of activity. Her voluminous auburn curls being combed, a corset yanking her chest, makeup being applied to her slender, pointed, almost birdlike face. All while repeating structures of important families coming to the castle, but as well as major players in terms of the warriors and knights in the competitions. Of course she still had dress fittings before she could even have breakfast, but she didn’t mind. As humble as she was mentored to be, it was hard not to be beaming knowing the truth that many of these competitors would be fighting for her. Was she likely to court someone this year? Maybe, maybe not. Put a fling could most certainly be fun, especially if it drove a favored champion to push themselves to the limit.

It took another three hours until the first event, where a great and mighty stadium was filled with private boxes for the nobility, and rows of seating for the citizenry. This was a qualifying tournament against the King’s Guard, with the most exciting fact being that even those of no noble blood may sign up and win a spot with the other Guest Competitors. After announcements were made, after the King and Queen made their way to the throne, Imelda was called to sit beside them. 5’9, with a slim and lanky figure, she practically hovered above the ground, trail of her thin gossamer-like dress flowing behind her. The sunset-yellows of the fabric sparkled in the sun, complimented by her wavy dark-red hair, and her green eyes highlighted by a splash of glittery green eyeshadow. And that corset REALLY made those perky b-cup breasts pop. A dazzling smile, a practiced wave, a vision of a charming princess that could move mountains on her command.

One by one, foreign warriors were named, and got to perform their duals. First to three strikes (with blunted weaponry) against the member of the King’s Guard would win a spot in the tournament. Cooled by the sea breeze, Imelda’s eyes continued to track the waiting opponents until she caught… well, she couldn’t even begin to describe it. In their eyes, she saw whispered midnight walks, faraway glances and longing. Great deeds and great passion. Desire. Need. Longing. Comfort. Strong features. Strong character. Strong woman.

And her heart skipped a beat.

Hello hello! I’m seeking someone who wants to live in a passionnate, dramatic fantasy romance. One of a beautiful, competent Princess and that of a noble, chivalrous knight. (Or knight to be!) Purposefully, I have left both description and origin up for your choice. Are you already a Knight? Are you loyal to the seaside kingdom of Revachol? Or are you from far away from your homeland, called to swear your service to this beautiful woman? Or are you neither, and are rather an up and comer, fighting for the chance to be given your own title as well? And while I have no specifics, I’d like to ask that your character please be a butch or masculine woman. Yes, I will accept shredded tomboys, but I want someone thick, I want someone handsome, someone who might have a complicated relationship to her femininity AND her enjoyed masculinity in her profession. Bonus points to characters who would play something mildly fantastical, like a beastial nature spirit, a feral wild thing. Just not a basic elf, I'd rather you be human than an Elf.

But also, Imelda is no vapid woman either. She merely has accepted and grown into her role as a Princess with a deeply convicted passion to lead her people one day. She actively participates in the politics of the kingdom, investing in businesses, listening in on trade sessions with her father and his ministers. Different musicians are requested to play at dinners, workers under the family are well paid. Imelda is a charming, intelligent woman who tries to use her position to do the most good she can. It’s allowed her parents to grant her the space to choose marriage at her own time, though, she is receiving eyebrows now that she is 24.

As much as I want this to be queer lesbian sex, I also want the story that comes with it. I want the drama, the romance, the beautiful moments, really sink our teeth into the beloved tropes of the genre. Ideally, I’d also love to keep this going long-term! By the by, let me know what style of fantasy you’d prefer! I wrote this with medieval low-fantasy in mind, both humans, no magic. If you’d like to elevate things a little with some magic, or play a fantasy race, just let me know! (Though, I’m bored to death of orc/half-orcs.)

Kinks: Groping, teasing, fingering, romance, making out, hickeys, sneaky sex, rough sex, light-medium pain, bondage, clothed sex, outercourse, creampies, facesitting, anal, anal play, rimming, pegging, milking, overstimulating, age gap, size difference, bondage, choking, body marking/writing, hickeys, biting, scratching, hairy women, and more!

Optionals: Musk, watersports, and armpits!

Limits: Chastity, cuckold, scat, sexual gore, vore, hyper, feet, diapers, vomit, needles, beast, and snuff.

Hope to talk soon!