Thread: Taming the Bride (Prince & darkest_fate)

This just felt so strange, and Juniper couldn't tell if she did anything right here. Her hand moved up and down the long shaft, her fingers trailing. She tried to keep a fairly constant pressure, having figured out what seemed to work best relatively quickly. She also wanted to go the full length for a very practical reason soon enough she'd have to take the whole thing inside her. For Juniper doubted that Aric would stop short. Then again, this cock felt almost as long as the armrest it laid upon, so clearly it wouldn't fit completely within Juniper. She figured that she could probably stretch for a few inches of it, and she considered stroking just that, let him know what his limits still would be. Except he would probably just have her touch the other part. Before Juniper could reply to the question, one that got her attention and had her slowing her stroking for a few moments, Aric responded. Juniper nearly rolled her eyes at his little statement, as he clearly continued speaking in their near code. Rickkard kept looking at them, and Juniper knew him to be a cunning man. Though his eyes seemed to have been wandering to the various ill-dressed servants that appeared to be roaming about them. Juniper nearly jumped as she felt the hand on her shoulder and gave her husband a tight smile. She closed her hand a little tighter on the cock, her nails pressing for a moment. She could touch him, but not the other way around. Yet he moved anyway, seeming to try and give Juniper a better look at his cock. She didn't care she didn't want to see the stupid thing. She wagered it looked ugly and misshapen and perhaps a little gross, most likely like some kind of sausage of some sort. Certainly nothing that a princess should be ogling. Instead her attention went to the minstrels, who didn't seem to be coming any closer or anything. They fared decently, though Juniper found their attempts at music to be sadly lacking compared to those that came from her home. A whisper in Juniper's ear reminded her of what she'd agreed to do. She shot her husband another stern look, one that hinted that he was getting this solely out of the goodness of her heart, not because she wanted to or because she thought he deserved it. She sighed and looked away, but moved her hand up. Her delicate fingers found where the rounded head of his member lay. The fingers played around it, massaging it absently. They rolled the flesh about, pinching it lightly between them, even moving her thumb in little circles. She moved her palm to cover the slit for a moment, feeling the head pressing against her. Ah, a slit, that meant that whenever he released, the piss or seed or what have you would no doubt come from there. It certainly made more sense than anything else. Maybe if she played with it, she could encourage that. So Juniper moved to drag her nail along the surface of the slit of Aric's member. She slowly dragged it at first before moving to cover the whole head with her hand. She began rotating it in circles, moving her hand as though actually polishing a door-knob of some kind, not that she'd ever done anything of the sort. Hearing the minstrel music, Juniper began matching their pace, even seeming to tap her foot a little. This provided explanation for her movements too, which finally had the two other nobles focusing on other matters. Then Juniper felt safe to begin truly rubbing the cock, working not only the head but the shaft. As soon as its head began spitting whatever, Juniper would be ready for it, her hand cupping to receive whatever he provided. At least she took some solace in knowing that this couldn't last much longer.