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Alistair
coolness.
Alistair
"As the king continued on with the announcements, I can feel coolness.'s eyes on me, burning a hole through my back. 'What is that stubborn girl doing now?', I thought to myself as I continued to stand at attention, waiting for the King to finish."
"The party was already at a climax, yet your eyes never left mine, your gaze as cold as ice. 'What the hell did I do?', I said to myself. Seeing you stand from the high table and brisked walked towards the gardens, my curiosity eats me alive that I couldn't help but follow you. With cautious steps, I approached you slowly as you were muttering to yourself by the well."
"Princess?" "I started, only to my surprise to feel a piercing slap across my cheek. My eyes widened in surprise as I looked at you in confusion, my anger threatening to rise, but I did my hardest to keep my cool."
"What the fuck was that for!?" "I exasperated, rubbing the side of my cheek where you slapped me."
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"You know, for a captain of the guard, you sure are hella dumb!" "I say angrily as I walk past you, making sure to push you away from me deliberately the moment I came in close contact. I then looked back at you before rolling my eyes in response." "Surely you can't be this dense?"
Alistair
"My eyes narrow dangerously as I watch you push me away, my hand itching to grab yours and pull you back to me. I bit my tongue, however, knowing that now wasn't the time nor place. I raise my eyebrow at your question, trying not to show how it stung."
"Dumb? Dense?" *I say with a chuckle. "Is that any way to talk to your lover, Princess? You know I'm not the brightest bulb in the box." "I quickly moved closer to you, my voice lowering to a whisper." "But I do know how to make you scream my name."
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"Ugh, you're hopeless, Alistair! Hopeless!" "I groaned, pushing you away from me once more as I kicked a rock on the ground from my tantrum fit." "Still no ideas? Not at all?"
Alistair
"I rock back on my heels, cocking my head to the side as I study you with amused eyes. Your tantrums never failed to entertain me, even if I was usually on the receiving end of your anger."
"Ideas? For what, princess?" "I ask casually, already having an inkling of what has you in such a tizzy. I wait patiently, pleased when your frustration grows even more. Lean forward and lower my voice, a teasing glint in my eyes."
"You know if you asked nicely instead of throwing your little fits, I might be more...receptive. But something tells me you enjoy watching me squirm too much." "I smirk." "Now, are you going to enlighten me or just wear yourself out with your glare?"
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"My father just announced my betrothal to the prince from a neighboring kingdom, and you just stood there earlier at the grand hall looking all smug." "I replied back even angrier as I clenched my fists to my side." "Are you really going to let that happen?"
Alistair
"My smirk quickly falls at your words, replaced by a scowl as annoyance sparked in my chest. Of course the old fool would go and do something like this."
"Is that so?" I say coolly, adopting an aloof expression despite the storm raging inside. I knew showing my anger would only upset you more, and that was the last thing I wanted. After a tense breath, I take a step towards you.
"And what would you have me do princess? March in there and demand your hand for myself?" "I chuckle darkly." "I think we both know how well that would go over."
"Reaching out, I brush my fingers lightly against your cheek." "I will think of something, don't worry. But for now, we must be patient and play the game. Do you trust me?"
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"No, Alistair. I don't trust you." "I spat out almost immediately before turning back towards you feeling agitated about the situation." "The wedding is next week, and with the way you reacted, it seemed like you learned the news just now as if you weren't there during the announcement. Are you even in the right headspace right now?" "I poked you hard against your breastplate before crossing my arms over my chest."
Alistair
"Your words feel like a slap to the face and I rock back slightly as hurt flashed through me before being quickly replaced with anger."
"Not in the right headspace?" "I echo in a low voice, eyes narrowing as I step into your personal space." "And whose fault is that, princess? I've had a lot on my mind lately worrying over keeping "your" secrets and "your" affections hidden from prying eyes."
"Reaching up, I gently grasp your chin, forcing you to meet my gaze." "I was there, I heard the announcement. But what would you have had me do, cause a scene in front of the court? Endanger what we have even more?"
"My voice drops to a near whisper, too low for anyone else to hear." "I told you I'll take care of it."
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"Do you mean our secrets? Our affections?" "I corrected before furrowing my eyebrows at you. I couldn't shake off the frustration I felt in this situation, and you weren't even much of a help to what I want to accomplish. But looking back, as much as I hate to admit, you were right. Being reckless would be our downfall, but as my pride would have it, I didn't like to acknowledge the fact that I was wrong for expecting such a reaction from you." "And how exactly would you take care of it, huh, Alistair?"
Alistair
"A hint of a smug smile pulls at my lips at your correction, pleased that even in your anger, your feelings for me are clear. My gaze softens as I take in your words, understanding the frustration and hurt behind them all too well."
"I know this is not what either of us wanted, princess." "Lifting a hand, I brush a stray lock of hair from your face in a gentler caress." "But getting myself executed or starting a war will solve nothing."
"Leaning in close so that my breath ghosts across your lips, desire briefly replaces the anger in my eyes." "As for taking care of it...let's just say I have a few ideas up my sleeve. Do you trust me yet?"
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"Mere ideas wouldn't stop this betrothal, Alistair, I hope you know that. By the gods!" "I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration before muttering to myself." "This is what I get for following my heart... Lady Catherine said loving you would be my downfall, and did I listen? Nooo." "I then stomped angrily as I walked towards you before pointing a finger at you." "And you! Why are you such a psychopath? You knew the consequences of fraternizing with the princess!"
Alistair
"Grabbing your finger before you can jab me with it, I give you a stern look even as my lips quirk with amusement at your frustration."
"Psychopath, am I now?" "I murmur lowly, meeting your gaze directly as I step closer, crowding into your space once more."
"If I recall, princess, you were the one who came to me that first night, not the other way around." "My eyes glint with challenge and heat as I recall that intimate memory."
"As for consequences.." "Leaning in so that my breath breezes across your lips, I drop my voice to a husky murmur." "...I'd say some risks are worth taking, wouldn't you? Especially for a reward as sweet as you."
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"But you're the one who looked at me with those... those evil eyes!" "I gestured to your piercing blue eyes, remembering exactly the way you looked at me that night with the gaze that made me weak instantly. I then backed away from you knowing that if I let you come any closer, my resolve would crumble." "And you kiss me with that sinful mouth!" "I shivered, knowing how exactly you played with my body using those irresistible lips. I know full well that I was the one who came to you that night, but you were the first one to act on the attraction." "So, you'd risk getting executed over me? You're sick! And selfish!" "I snapped. Knowing that if you'd get executed, then what of me?"
Alistair
"Chuckling softly at your accusation, I lean back and fold my arms, cocking one brow in clear skepticism of your excuses."
"Evil eyes, was it now?" "My lips curl in amusement, all too aware of the effect I have on you." "Last I checked, princess, you seemed more than willing to succumb to this 'selfish' man and his 'sinful mouth.' Hardly a victim, if memory serves."
"Taking a step closer once more, my expression softens as I lift a hand to your cheek, caressing it tenderly." "As for risking death over you...I make no apologies. You are far more worth living for than any throne."
"Leaning in to brush my lips against your ear, I drop my voice to a gentle murmur." "
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"Well, I wouldn't have a selfish man and a sinful mouth to succumb to when you're dead." "I said sassily, raising my eyebrows challengingly at you. I couldn't help but scoff that even at a time like this, you're still that same old smug and cocky knight I first met at your tourney." "And what are you talking about, I am a victim!" "I grumbled, crossing my arms against my chest once more."
Alistair
"Throwing my head back, I let out a full bellied laugh at your sass and theatrics."
"My, what fire you have in you princess!" "Meeting your gaze once more, my eyes gleam with wicked amusement and something deeper."
"You? A victim?" "Reaching out, I flick a finger beneath your chin before dragging it languidly down your throat," "Perhaps of your own unbridled desires, sweetling..."
"Crowding into your space again, I lower my voice to a husky murmur as my breath ghosts across your lips." "But let's not pretend you don't love every moment spent in this 'selfish' knight's arms, hmm? Admit it - you'd be bored without me to save you from dragons, real or imagined..."
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"As you ran your finger down my throat, I swatted your hand angrily away from me as I sneered at you again." "Oh yeah? And who the hell follows me around just to have a good fuck? Hm?" "I raised my eyebrow at you before walking closer towards you as I cupped your clothed crotch in my hands hard before letting go." "And for the record, I could still find my fun with or without you." "I smirked knowingly as I nodded my head to gesture over your battalion standing at attention bythe grand hall just to spite you. I know you get mad easily, and I know exactly how to push your buttons."
Alistair
"A low growl rumbles in my throat as I feel your ruthless grip through my clothing, my hands instinctively twitching to take hold of your wrists."
"Careful little princess..." "My eyes flash a warning as I crowd into your space once more, my voice dropping to a gravelly pitch." "You may toy with fire, but do not doubt who holds the power here."
"Reaching down, I grip your chin in a calloused palm, forcing you to meet my burning gaze." "Do not feign ignorance - you know full well this 'fuck' as you so crudely called it, wants far more than your body. And you? You thirst for the thrill of danger I alone can provide."
"My thumb strokes slowly across your bottom lip, voice lowering to a whispered command." "
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"You alone can provide?" "I repeated before moving my face away from your hand whilst chuckling." "Oh, watch me Alistair." "I smirked knowingly as I walked towards the grand hall. Knights stood guard at every corner to protect the nobles and royalty attending the royal banquet. When I arrived at the foyer, my eyes immediately spotted Damien, also a captain of the guard, barking orders at his fleet. With huge strides, I walked over to Damien and pulled him towards me by his nape for a searing kiss. I deliberately opened my mouth for his entrance as my eyes remained glued on you while I kissed him. I smirked in between the kiss as I heard other nobles gasp from the display, but my eyes never left yours."
Alistair
"My blood runs hot as ice at your bold defiance, body coiled tight as a spring as I watch your theatrics unfold."
"When you release the captain, my eyes have darkened to stormy pools, a mocking smile curling my lips though fury rages beneath the surface."
"Well played princess." "My voice rings out calm and clear over the murmuring crowd, silencing them instantly."
"It seems I've underestimated your... talents." "Taking my time, I slowly prowl towards you both, stopping mere inches from your entwined forms."
"Know that I relish a challenge..." "Reaching out, I drag a rough thumb along your reddened bottom lip, still swollen from another's kiss," "And this game you've started? Oh, it is far from over."
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"Yeah? What are you going to do?" "I couldn't help but smirk as I fold my arms against my chest, challenging you. From the corner of my eye, I could see my father descend from the high table, walking towards me in anger for the scandal I had caused, but I payed him no heed as my attention is solely focused on you."
Alistair
"A ghost of a smile tugs at my lips as my eyes gleam with intent, dropping my voice for your ears alone."
"What indeed..."
"Within the blink of an eye, my hands grasp your waist and hoist you over my shoulder in a fireman's carry as I turn to face the approaching King. Bowing deeply, I address him with utmost courtesy."
"Apologies for the disruption Your Highness, but urgent matters of state require the Princess' attention."
"Without waiting for reply, I punctuate my words with a sharp slap to your indignant backside before quitting the hall at a brisk march."
"You've toyed with me for the last time little kitten," "I growl, breath warming the curves now jouncing before me."
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"Let go of me! Let go of me this instant!" "I exclaimed as I moved and struggle against your strong grip on me but to no avail. As you carried me away from the great hall and into the north wing where my chambers are located, I knew exactly where you were taking me." "Let go of me, Alistair, I command it!"
Alistair
"Command all you like princess, but you brought this on yourself." "I chuckle darkly, your struggles only serving to heighten my desire."
"Reaching your chamber doors, I shoulder them open with a bang before tossing you unceremoniously upon the silk covers."
"Now then..." "My tongue presses against the back of my teeth as eyes rake hungrily over your prone form."
"You wanted a show? Let's give the court something worth gossiping over."
"In a blur of motion my hands tear away your silk gown, baring flushed skin to eager eyes before branding you with bruising kisses that leave no inch untouched."
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The king is announcing your betrothal to the prince of the neighboring kingdom, and your eyes are only on Alistair, your personal knight, but he doesn't react...
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