Thread: The Virgin Prize [Prince & LingeringDesire]

Simply put, a shudder moved through her body. She may have been virginal, but women and girls talked, she'd heard enough to understand some if not all of what he was saying. Interestingly enough, she found she wanted to be corrupted by him in every imaginable way, desired it... but let it go. For him to know this would be a very bad thing. His words caused her eyes to lift and flit over him, consider him, if you will, for a moment. Making her own fate, what did he truly know. Nothing! She had no say in her fate though she thought she could help it along one way or another. She loved the idea of returning to Charles after having been corrupted. He would find some way to get out of it, make it easy on both of them and not sully her father's good name. He'd look kindly on her and probably think it wasn't her doing, though she would enjoy each minute of it knowing all along she would be smiting her father. Her lips lifted in a smile, not because of his encouragement... though he was vain enough to think that, but because of how her fate could play right into her hands. She liked that idea and if, like he said, she got to know him and please him, in some fashion or another, he might treat her a little better than she supposed he was now. Perhaps he could leave the shackles off and allow her a bit of freedom, treating her as less of a prisoner and more of an conspirator or equal. Their dinner arrived, fine china carried a lovely meal that looked like it came from a king's kitchen and not the galley of a pirate ship. The candles on the table were lit and a ambient glow settled on the captain and his guest. Everything changed in her mind, the setting was lovely. Not unlike a captain wooing the love of his life into his life forever. Many romance novels she'd read had scenes, not unlike this one within their pages. However, it was never a pirate captain and his damsel in distress. Though she really wasn't feeling stressed, in fact the whole ordeal was delightful. That is, until she looked down upon her exposed breasts and the shocking display she put forth. Luck would have it that he wove a tale so rich, her mood was transported from the sour one her clothes put her in, to a lovelier disposition. His tale could have been a book and if she hadn't known better might have thought it came from a vast selection of novellas and children's fables. All put together to create his fantastical, yet sad and truly remarkable story. He seemed not to spare on most details and she could see his life mapped out in front of them with a clarity she had never fathomed before. For a moment she was beside him on the sea, wind in her hair and the sun on her face, enter the dark pirates and the sad tale of his pirate life. Yet, the way he talked didn't make it seem too dark and he sort of spun it into something magical. While he spoke and literally, enchanted his captive, her food slowly disappeared. But at the end of the tale she couldn't have told a soul how it tasted, so engrossed in his story she couldn't even focus on it. Wine flowed freely and she indulged a bit too much, she giggled, a fine tell of her inebriated state. Though she wasn't so foggy as to not hear the last sentence he spoke. Hardly, you enchanting Captain. Do you find me so daft to not know what I mean? She said, fumbling her words. I will have You for dessert, She giggled. Her cheeks had a delightful flush of color across them. Her blue eyes emblazoned with heat, pride and maybe a tinge of lust. I can ready myself... just you watch. Her head felt light as she stood. Slowly she spun, a giggle passing her lips as she unhooked the belt and began to strip down, her actions mimicking the tantalizing show he gave early. Though it was meant to be seductive she giggled throughout and when naked she grasped a gown. She looked between the white linen and her body, a full lower lip protruding slightly in the way of a pout. I need a bath captain, I can't see dressing in clean linen and sleeping on clean sheets, while I myself am filthy. She tossed him a look over her bare shoulder, Can you help me? She smiled a dazzling smile, only asking for his help in getting the water. It wasn't an invitation.