Lord Emund returned, seemingly unfazed by the princess’ impertinent behavior during last week’s dinner. They went for a stroll in the gardens while I acted as their chaperone. Not that my presence was necessary, his hands never strayed. His eyes never leered. He was nobility, true and through. Princess Lily was far more agreeable on this day, responding to his inquiries and engaging in pleasantries. She looked at me out of the corner of her eye, making sure I noticed her adherence to etiquette. I smiled in response. She beamed from my approval. 

Passing by the blooming lilies, the lord bent at the waist to pick one and present it to my lady. “For you, a beauty,” he grinned. The princess did well to accept, despite her preference for violets. 

Further down the stone path, Lily brought her hand up to her lips and paused. 

“Is something the matter?”

“Pardon, my throat is just a bit dry. Would you do me a favor and fetch some water, my lord?” Lily asked. 

Of course, it should be me that she gives such errands to. Lord Emund eyed me with confusion, but unwilling to deny her request, he set off for the kitchen across the castle. Around the corner and out of range, Lily stepped closer to me than is ever appropriate for a lady and her maid. The flower swayed and fell from her fingertips. 

“I did as you asked,” her breath brushed my lips. 

“You did,” I smiled, “I’m quite proud.” Her soft face overtook my vision, and I made no move to change that. Up close, I saw her expression lighten. A grin spread over her pink lips. 

“Does that mean I’ll be rewarded?” Lily’s hands rested on either side of my waist for a moment before they tentatively inched up beneath my chest. I raised an eyebrow. 

“Of course, were you wanting a second helping of berry tart after dinner as your prize?” I paid no mind to her touch. Ignoring it even as she cupped my breasts in her palms. 

“Perhaps a different kind of treat instead?” Lily tilted her head to look up at me from underneath her long eyelashes. 

“You’ll have to be more specific, what do you wish for?” I whispered. Her desires could not have been more obvious with her fingertips tugging at my neckline. Briefly, I imagined exposing myself to her, letting the garden air harden my nipples and giving her something to pinch. Her unbridled lust free to express itself, she’d close the distance between us in a fervent kiss. A vision I’d never witness outside of my mind’s eye. 

“What saddens you?” Lily asked. Her warmth left me. She stepped back. 

“Nothing, my lady,” I straightened my expression and took the added distance to bend down and retrieve the flower she dropped. After I’d dusted it off, I looked up at her questioning stare. 

Around the bend approached a tall figure. Lord Emund made quick strides towards Princess Lily, extending his arm to offer her a full cup once he was near enough. “I apologize for having kept you waiting,” he said. Lily offered a tight smile and took a measly sip before handing the cup back for me to hold. Thanking him, they continued on with their stroll through the garden. 

Despite the Lord’s attempt at a leisurely pace, Lily hurried him along as politely as she could. Feigning fatigue to avoid the longer stone paths. Back at the castle entrance, the Lord failed to stall with small talk. His carriage was prepped and waiting. “I hope to see you again soon,” Lord Emund departed. 

Staying true to her tired facade, Princess Lily asked to rest in her chambers until dinner was served. I followed her up to change her gown. Once the door was shut, Lily spun around and neared her face to mine. Eyes darted across my face. After a few seconds she seemed to get lost in her own thoughts, and her gaze locked on a spot below my eyes. I broke the silence. 

“Is there anything I can do for you, my lady?”

“Yes,” she whispered, “allow me to get your mind off other matters.” Just like in the garden, Lily’s hands began running up my sides. 

“There’s not much time left until dinner,” I said.

“Please?”

“If you insist,” I held back a smile. Sidestepping her, I walked towards the bed and waited for her to follow. I made quick work of removing her outer layers, revealing her leaking cock. Then I stepped out of my own undergarments and lifted the hem of my dress. Bending at the waist over the edge of her plush bed, I offered myself to the princess. “Be quick, now. I have to dress you again for dinner soon.”

Lily didn’t hear a word I said. She was captivated by the sight of me. A clear, thick liquid pooled at the tip of her cock and dripped down onto the floor. White would soon join it by the time I had to wipe it away. Stepping towards the bed, Lily brushed up against me and shuddered in anticipation. 

I reached back and grabbed hold of it, lining her up with my entrance and leaning back to slide it in. Easily as always, Lily entered me. She gasped. I squeezed around her. Her hands clutched my hips as she drove herself further inside. Almost frantic, she started thrusting. 

Lily’s skin met mine and I let every push of her hips sink me further into the bed. Looking over my shoulder, I caught a glimpse of her flushed cheeks. Parted pink lips huffed and moaned whenever she shoved her hips against mine. 

She caught my stare and leaned forward, enveloping me. “You feel amazing, Camelia,” she slowed down her pace, “absolutely amazing.” I clenched around her, eliciting a lascivious moan right up against my ear. 

Immediately, the princess’ thrusts turned rapid. She lost her rhythm and succumbed to desperation. I relaxed underneath her and welcomed every bit of it. Adoring her noises as she neared her release. Until she finally stilled and emptied herself into me. Making sure every drop was as deep inside me as she could get it. 

“There you go, let it all out,” I soothed the panting girl. 

With a few shallow thrusts, she tried in vain to get even deeper. To push it further inside me. Worn out, she collapsed on my back and nuzzled her face against me. I wished we could lay like that for eternity.

“All done, my lady?” The sheets hid my grin. 

“Mmhm,” Lily responded.

“Let me up so I may make you presentable again, then.” She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed tight. Only a second later, she released me. I attended to the mess by wiping her down and setting out her clothes for dinner. Touching up her hair and cleaning the floor was quick. Just in time, she was ready to walk out the door. I followed, all while I ignored the mess she made inside me leaking down my thighs.