[M4F] Princess Buttslut.

It was a dangerous thing to have a love affair with a princess. It was probably safer to fight a Ravenous Bugblatter Beast without a towel. Oh yes, I'm sure to be caught at some point, and then my head will be served on a silver platter with a side of garlic mashed potatoes. But damn if it isn't worth it.

The troubles began, really, when I first got the job. I used to be an adventurer, travelling around doing odd jobs with a wizard, cleric, thief, and all that, but then I took an arrow in the knee. I recovered, but since dragons were now endangered and we couldn't slay them anymore, I settled on a more stable career in the royal guard. The interview went great, and before I knew it, bam, I was placed on the top floor of the palace, right outside your room. You were 18 years old, just entering the full flower of womanhood. Tales of your beauty swept across the kingdom. Young men would sigh just at the sound of your name. Troubadours would show up at the palace gates, gaze longingly up at the tower, and recite poems or love songs they had written for you. During the day, it was my job to tell them to piss off.

But at night, I had to stand guard outside your door as you slept and make sure nobody bothered you. Simple enough. At first, we only saw one another in passing. You would nod at me and say "Good night." in your soft voice before disappearing into your room for bed, and would give me a gentle smile whenever we passed one another in the halls. You really were kind, not stuck-up like most of the other royals. And so talented - I didn't know too many princesses who got in trouble for accidentally shaving off their instructor's mustache during sword practice. I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a thing for you even back then. But I didn't allow myself to even think about such things. Duty comes first, after all.

Then, on one of my shifts, I heard a very distinct sound emanating from your chambers. It was you, moaning. Maybe you thought I couldn't hear, or didn't care, but you were most definitely masturbating in there. Now, holding back the lewd thoughts involving you was impossible. Every time I saw you from then on, with that same damn smile, I just had to wonder what your face looked like when letting out those cries of pleasure, and what your body looked like under that frilly dress. Let's just say that getting an erection in a suit of armor is very uncomfortable. Especially when one's cock is so mighty that one tavern wench called it "The Dragon"! But I digress. Every couple of days, a night would come when, well, you would come. I could hear every pant and squeak, every slutty little desire that poured out of your mouth, every name you whimpered out in longing. Once, I swear I heard you mutter my own name, but it may have been my imagination.

I felt awful and intrusive about the whole thing, like I was invading your privacy. Hot as it was, I felt that I had to let you know, just so you could...quiet down, possibly? As you headed for bed one night, giving your usual nod and "Good night", I had to stop you, saying "Your grace." Your doe-like eyes shifted to me, seeming confused. I was quite flustered in saying this, but I knew it would be the right thing to do. "Just so you're aware, I can hear you at night. Whenever you're making a loud noise from...whatever you're doing in there. I can hear it."

Of course, your face turned about as red as a tomato and you buried it in your hands. It was kind of adorable. I quickly tried to reassure you and lie my ass off by saying I was trying not to listen, but you put a hand up to silence me. "You know, I was wondering if you could hear me. And the thought of me being heard...kind of turned me on. It helped."

Yup. Yup yup yup. There was no going back now. I was completely taken aback, and when you invited me into your chambers, how could I say no? I followed you in, and immediately we were upon each other. Our lips and tongues met with such hungry, passionate kisses. Those kisses were all that could be heard, as well as the clanking of my armor (which was now about to have a hole poked through it), the little pants and chuckles and sweet nothings that filled the gaps in between kisses, and the ruffle of fabric as my hands searched up and down your body, lovingly grasping every curve. I was quite surprised and delighted to find you had a round, bubbly ass - I never could tell through the modest dresses your father made you wear. When I began tugging at this damned armor to remove it, you stopped me for a second.

"As much as I love your enthusiasm," you chuckled. "And as much as I want you...I can't. If I lose my virginity before marrying one of my suitors, my handmaidens will notice, and then Father will throw me into a convent faster than you can say 'magic missile'."

"Foolish girl," I muttered, kissing you into silence. "There is a way I can have you, and you can technically still maintain your precious 'virginity'." You raised an eyebrow quizzically, before I moved my hands down to your backside, and gave a firm grasp to those two soft ass cheeks.

There came that blush again as my intentions became clear to you. The Dragon was ready to take another conquest.

Thanks for reading through this long, rambling, somewhat nerdy prompt! It was meant to give an example and inspiration for a prompt I just came up with - a princess and a guard who want each other, but because it's important she remain a virgin for political reasons, they use another entrance. I don't mind just picking up where the prompt left off, but that wasn't necessarily my intention. I intentionally left the characters' appearances and personalities ambiguous so we could fill that in on our own. Since it's fantasy, we have a lot of freedom to brainstorm something more creative. I wouldn't mind if you played a cute halfling princess, or a powerful orc warmaiden, or ditch the royalty thing and have you be a witch summoning a demon, or any number of possibilities!

If you couldn't tell, my kinks mostly revolve around ass. I like anal, rimming, hotdogging, deepthroating, creampies, and descriptive partners. I hope we have at least a few of these in common. I much prefer a partner who's willing to talk and work things out a little bit before starting the RP rather than just jumping right in. I'd actually enjoy a more long-term, character-driven romantic RP that eventually leads to smut, so let me know if that interests you, but I'm alright with skipping straight to the naughty stuff. Also, I won't write for your character. Controlling both characters up above was for prompt purposes only, and you won't have to worry about me doing that. If you're interested, feel free to PM me with whatever ideas or limits you'd like me to know about!