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Thread: Not All Hatters Are Mad (Me & Blue Hatter)

He smiled happily at her words. Never had the crazy Hatter ever felt so happy or so at peace-- and peace was almost always in exceptionally short supply in his life. He nuzzled himself against her, enjoying the feeling of her warm, soft body against him, and he kissed her forehead. I will stay here and hold you in my arms all throughout your slumber, he told her, his lips not yet leaving the flesh of her forehead. Despite the armor she wore and the muck and grim she would trample through while doing her knightly duties, he skin still smelled sweet. Her scent made him feel happy, it made him feel loved and it made him feel safe. All of these things were things that Hatter had rarely felt when not in Azeal's presence. I will always remain by your side, like a cup matched with its saucer, never to part again, continued Hatter and he nuzzled closer to her. Please, rest now, you need it. I will be here and you will remain in my arms. I promise-- Hatter's honor.
Thread: Not All Hatters Are Mad (Me & Blue Hatter)

She smiled happily and blushed some when he kissed her forehead. I trust you Tarrant, I like know you add tea or hats to everything. She said and shut her eyes. I will try my best to rest though my body still aches a bit. Azeal whispered. She liked how he kept his lips against her forehead and she leans into his body some more as she cuddles up against his body the best she could. Soon she felt herself slowly drifting off to sleep, safe and sound in her Hatters arms. She knew she would not have her nightmares which made her happy as she thought about it. She let her sleepiness take her over and soon both her eyes shut. He would be able to hear her hear calm and her breathing become slowly and soft. She snored as well but not that loud as she started to dream about how she and Tarrant had first ever met. She liked this man so much, she would be glad to know that he felt happy and safe around her and being with her. She slept on for a few hours her dreams were never getting mad, thanks to him being there she just dreamed of peaceful things. Though at midnight she woke up slightly and stared around her wondering where she was. She felt him there beside her and she seemed to relax remembering what had happened to her. Tarrant, you really didnt leave my side. She said softly and bit her bottom lip. She smiled and shifted so she was laying on him with her head against his chest and her body against his own. They were still under the blanket and he was lying on his back. You smell so good, youre so comforting. Azeal said happily as her hands grasped his chest slightly. She wondered how much longer she would have to stay in bed because of her injuries.
Thread: Not All Hatters Are Mad (Me & Blue Hatter)

Azeal loved the feeling of his hands running over her and through her hair but she frowned slightly when she was asked to get off of him. I dont want to. She said unaware of what he was thinking inside his head. She heard his heart rate speed up and his body slowly getting warmer, she felt a bulge pushing against her thigh. Azeal blinked and then moved slightly and stared at the bulge in his pants and cocked her head to the side curious. Oh my, am I causing you that? Sorry Tarrant. She said as her face went beet red yet she didnt move off of him. It doesnt bother me, I think I saw this happen to the Knave once. She muttered. I am not sure what is happening but I hope it doesnt hurt too much. She said and looked down a blush coming to her own cheeks. Her heart had been racing and all this time she has been unaware of the wet spot that had formed in her panties. When she moved from the Hatters lap she noticed a wet spot from where she had been sitting. Oh my I think I am leaking. Azeal said and bit her bottom lip a bit. She stared at Tarrant now scared that she had made him angry. I am sorry I left that mark on you, it seems my panties are rather wet for some reason. She said. Azeal couldnt believe how her body was acting and she had become aroused. Azeal was now confused, she didnt want him to move away from her and she wanted to stay with him. My body has never felt this way before, do you know what is happening to me and to you Tarrant? she asked and cocked her head to on side. Azeal suddenly moved her hand down and grasped gently at his crotch and she blushed feeling his massive cock inside his pants. Wow. Was all she could say as she stared at the wet spot in her panties. Azeal bit her lip worried that she had done something now that made him angry at her. Its really starting to bother me, I am so hot and wet between my leg. Azeal grumbled to herself.
Thread: Not All Hatters Are Mad (Me & Blue Hatter)

Hatter was far from mad-- in fact, he had been worried that she would be mad at him-- but he was rather confused as to what exactly he should do. He knew what these things meant, and he believed that Azeal probably knew, too, considering the fact that she had known more about love than he did, or at least more than he remembered about it. And it wasn't really painful, not yet anyway, but if things continued... He was a little disappointed. He had rather enjoyed their loving cuddling and caressing but now he'd gone and turned it all up-side down and got the both of them all hot and bothered. Why hadn't he just kept his mouth shut? But on the other hand, what if he could become closer to Azeal this way...? I believe you know what's happening, my dear, but like most of us in Wonderland, I believe you have forgotten since love, too, seems to have been very much forgotten throughout the land... But you have reminded me, he said, though he wasn't entirely sure what exactly he was saying. The one thing that lovers do... they make love... That is the root of the issue. You know that, don't you, Azeal? A small smile came to his lips. Love. That is a symbol of my love for you, said Hatter when Azeal's hand came to grasp his bulge. He let his own hand hesitantly come to graze against her panties and to feel her own wetness. And this... is a symbol of your love for me, is it not?
Thread: Not All Hatters Are Mad (Me & Blue Hatter)

She cocked her head to the side understanding slightly what the Hatter was saying to her and she nodded softly. Yes it is a sign of my love for you Tarrant. I think I am starting to understand what is going on with me. Azeal said and then let out a gasp and moaned when he touched her panties. She could feel his warm yet pale hand against her wet pussy through her panties. I like your touch, down there Tarrant. She said with a huge blush on her cheeks. She leaned against him resting her head on his chest slightly as her hand moved over his bulge. You can do as you please, show me what is happening to me and you. She said. She was going to let Tarrant follow his instinct and take charge. She had always been the one that protected him and tried hard to make him happy but now it was his turn. I want you to take charge Tarrant, make me happy and protect me. She said as her hand moved up and she gently touched his cheek. I love you Tarrant and I want you to do what you think is right. I am not mad or anything with you, right now all I want you to do is give us both.ahwhat is that word.well make us feel good. She said unable to think of the word pleasure, it was hardly used in Wonderland and they both knew that but he was wiser and older than her. Azeal squirmed her body slightly and stared back down at the wet spot in her panties. It feels strange how wet I am down there. She muttered. Azeal still was blushing badly from what was going on with her body and between them. I want what my body is telling me but I am unsure what that is. Please make this ache I am starting to feel go away. She muttered and stared up into Tarrants eyes. She then moved her head and leaned up kissing him on the lips happily enjoying the way his lips felt against her own once more. Azeal had never done anything sexual before yet with Tarrant by her she knew that she could trust him and what he could do to her.
Thread: Not All Hatters Are Mad (Me & Blue Hatter)

Truth be told, Hatter wasn't entirely sure he knew what he was doing, either, but it didn't seem extremely difficult in theory. His body was guiding his movements, perhaps he could simply let his instincts take over. He was determined to make her happy no matter what, and to pleasure her no matter what, even if he did end up looking a little foolish or amateurish in the end. He nodded his head at he words. Focus only on me, I will make you happy, he whispered to her just before her lips met his. His eyes closed as they kissed again and his left hand came up to lightly caress at her right cheek and the tip of his tongue traced against her lips as if testing things. His left hand drifted down from her face to down her neck, and he lightly caressed down to side of her neck, then down her shoulder, down her arm, her wrist, her palm, and his fingertips twined between hers. He broke their kiss long enough to bring her hand up between them and he kissed her palm and each of her fingers, then the top of her hand for good measure... When he brought her hand back down he kissed her lips again deeper and rougher than before... Perhaps he was slowly starting to get this swing of this. While he kept his left hand holding her right, his own right hand drifted down between her legs and he used his ring and index finger to graze against her wetness. He eased them under the band of her panties, then, and his thumb found the tiny nub of her clitoris, and he gently grasped it between his thumb and forefinger and gave it a small twist, a small caress. Yes, as much as he wanted to make her feel good, he also wanted to be gentle with her, gentle as a lover should be.
Thread: Not All Hatters Are Mad (Me & Blue Hatter)

She nodded her head when Tarrant told her to focus on him and that is what she did. She felt his lips move against her own and then his tongue against her lips. She shut her eyes tightly and kissed him back hard on the lips then moaned as his tongue snuck into her mouth. She felt him exploring it as his hand moved and grasped her own. She could feel every gentle movement of the Hatters as his hand grasped her own and soon they were holding hands. She gasped as he broke their kiss and moved their hands up and she felt him kiss every inch of her hand, she blushed from his actions but she couldnt help but smile at him. Azeal then moaned as his lips moved back to her own and she kissed him back on the lips the same. She would allow him to explore her mouth if he wanted, it didnt bother her. She felt their hands still together as his other hand moved down her body. She felt it against her wrist, her hand and then even the lower it went. Her eyes suddenly went wide though as his hand snuck into her panties and gently against her clit and then she cried out as he pinched it. She had never felt so much pleasure in such a short time and she loved every moment of it. Her body relaxed into his and she spread her legs softly mad her panties were on. Azeal then cried out a bit her pussy was starting to slowly get wetter from his warm touch. She stared up into his eyes and he could tell that she wanted it when he looked into her eyes. She nipped his bottom lip panting softly, she breathed the best she could through her nose then she pulled away. Ah dont stop Tarrant. It feels so good and I want this, I really do. Azeal said and grasped his chest with her other hand as she nodded. She would not tell him to stop nor would she stop him from making her into a woman, for making love to her.
Thread: Helping my Queen (PopWeary)

Tyla is a western kingdom that is surrounded by mountains. It was a medium size kingdom known for some of its mines and trades. Inside the castle there were three people all its citizens knew. First was King Alexander. At first he looked like a kind-hearted king, but in reality he only kind to those with heavy pockets and power. If you weren't rich or part of a strong army, then you'll have a better chance seeing a snowball survive hell for ten seconds than getting an audience with the king. He is rude, egotistical, and very vein. It even affected his marriage with his wife, the queen. The queen was fair and kind to everyone around her. Completely opposite of her husband. From what the villagers gossip about, they say Alexander married her because her family is loaded. Proof of the rumors was due to it's quick arranged marriage. What's worse is that he brushes her off every time from having breakfast in the morning to getting intimate at night. Though the king showed no respect to her, one person did. Sir Casey is the captain of the guards of Tyla. Well respected by his peers in and out of the castle, he's the best fighter the kingdom has to offer. At first he was loyal to Alexander since he chose him to be the kingdoms champion, but as the years go by, Casey sees the king for who he truly is. From that moment on, he begins to act loyal to him, but in reality he was only loyal to the queen. Upon finishing his training, he would always go and see her whenever the king wasn't around to eat and chat with her. He wanted to see her smile again, like when he first started out as a knight.
Thread: Helping my Queen (PopWeary)

Queen Trinity , born into the riches of the noble family Questa. Raised to be a very intelligent woman, Trinity always imagined herself being whisked away by an ever loving King. Her mother would speak of stories of only good men and a beautiful life. She would tell her of the garden that were out there, and the weddings people would have in them. Trinity never knew of much color or happiness in her own life. Her mom kept her busy while her father banned anything wonderful. The castle they lived in was drab and dark, the surrounding area maintained that feeling. Not many people loved Sir Questa but too many feared him to say anything about it. He was invited to every party, and treated with utmost royalty. When trinities mother passed away and could no longer protect her from her fathers lust for fame, Sir Questa finally married Trinity to a Kingdom who would cater to his every need. Trinity had to marry a man who loathed her, he would not touch her and the wedding night was horrible. To his duties as a King he lay with her, though she knew it was a very bad experience and it would not happen again. Everyday after he would not touch her nor sleep next to her. She had a Knight in her kingdom named Sir Casey that she was very find of. He did many good deeds and was very kind to her. She would always say hello to him and ask him to take care of many private affairs.
Thread: Helping my Queen (PopWeary)

Sir Casey was the only man preventing Sir Questa from gaining the title of captain. It was something he was proud of since he and Alexander were close when it comes to greed. He decided to paid them no mind, until they try to do something reckless. When that happens, he would be ready to fight, even if it means being labeled a traitor. It was late in the afternoon when the knight was finished with his training. Removing his armor and wearing only pants, shirt and cape, he quietly heads over to the queens quarters. To those that know him, they paid no mind, think that he was just making sure her majesty was okay. In reality, there was something more to it. He entered her chambers and bowed before her. Good afternoon, milady. he said with a smile. I hope the day has been good to you.
Thread: Helping my Queen (PopWeary)

Queen Trinity was sitting on a chair infront of a large mirror. She was brushing her deep red hair out like she does most days around this time. Her hair was always pinned up during the day because of the traditional look of a queen but she did not like it and rather had her long hair flowing around her shoulders. Queen Trinity looked up to Casey as he walked in the room and gave him her most gentle of smiles. My knight, how are you this evening? Trinity stood as her body seemed to flow with grace. She almost glided over to him and gave him a soft kiss on the forehead, something most Queens did greeting their most noble knight. Her kiss to him was more than just a greeting though and she hoped he felt it. He was a wonderful knight, very attractive, very loyal. She knew he wanted to serve her to his best ability and Trinity saw him as a great man for that. Of course she was not going against her husband and falling in love with another man, She could never do that no matter how disgusting Alexander was. Trinity saw humans as gentle creatures who needed love and those who were evil still did not deserve evil back. She saw Sir Casey as a wonderful friend, a man who would make her happier than Alexander on a good day.
Thread: Helping my Queen (PopWeary)

Sir Casey often visits the queen, as long as Alexander nor Sir Questa wasn't looking. A smile came to his face as she kissed his forehead. He could feel the kindness flowing around her. She's the only person that's preventing the kingdom from turning into a military place. Sir Casey stood so he could answer her. I am fine, milady. Training hasn't been much of a chore as of late. Though your father, Sir Questa has been causing more trouble for the town, He answered. But enough about my tireless ordeals. How are you this evening? he asked in return. His charming smile, and relaxed tone, often made him to the most eligible bachelor in Tyla.
Thread: The Lady and the Witch (Deviant Desires & Erotica Maxima)

The sun was low in the sky as Eva rode through the woods. It had been a pleasant ride, away from the bustle of court, away from all of the courtesans and servants that made up the inside world of her manor. Raised in wealth, Eva had always been expected to behave like a lady, polite, restrained and not given to flights of fancy. However as the years passed and the girl had become a woman, she found herself feeling more and more constrained by the expectations of her peers and overcome with a desire to escape. It was on days like these that she took to riding her horse Jasper out into the countryside, feeling alive in a way that she never could inside of the manor house that she spent most of her life in. With her parents both dead, she was now the lady of the house although everyone knew that the place was kept in order by the fearsome Miss Hardwick, her governess. At 19, she felt that she barely needed a governess any more but without her, the place would have fallen into ruin. Eva could take the pressures of being lectured by Miss Hardwick if it weren't for the growing pressures on her. As a grown young woman, she was expected to find and take a husband and the court was full of young gentlemen who would be happy to have taken the honour. Yet Eva was cautious, not eager to marry the first man who flattered her and she was well aware of the many men that were happy to get their hands on her inheritance. So she remained single, aloof and alone, riding into the countryside despite warnings not to go too far. Although dressed appropriately for riding, her decorated skirts and modestly designed blouse gave away her wealth and status, covering her small but womanly curves modestly. Her red hair was tied up into a suitable restraining style and although she would get away with going for a ride, she would not escape a chiding if she returned with her hair down like a harlot. A smile graced her pretty, freckled face as she turned towards the manor, knowing that she should head home before the sun set.
Thread: The Lady and the Witch (Deviant Desires & Erotica Maxima)

Eva's horse was tired, having been ridden hard through the woods that afternoon. She was still a distance from home though and needed to rest poor Jasper before she could ride him home. As she rode through the woods, she spotted a stream not far from the path where she thought the poor horse could at least get a drink before resuming the homeward journey. She took Jasper down towards the stream and he picked up speed, clearly happy to be near water. When they reached the stream, Eva dismounted and let him rest. Easy boy, she soothed. Rest here for a while. We'll be back on the road soon. She pulled her brown cloak from her pack and spread it around her shoulders, the sun's heat dissipating from the day. For a few moments, she sat by a tree and watched her horse drink. Once he was replete, he wandered along the bank and then urinated, his girthy length lowering briefly to relieve himself. Eva tried not to notice but blushed slightly at the sight of it. How many nights had it been now since she had had company? No matter, once she got home, she could lock herself in her room and enjoy the pleasures that only a maiden's fingers could bring to herself. Distracted, she glanced around at her surroundings, trying to seek the path they had come away from. However the path was no longer there. Frowning, she hitched up her skirts and walked in the direction she thought the path lay only to find it missing. She turned around, thinking she had perhaps been mistaken. No, there was no path, she was in the middle of the woods with no clear route through. Jasper was nearby and she went to him, concerned at their predicament. Taking his reigns, she walked along the stream, hoping that the path would appear again but after five minutes it was clear that she was deep in the forest, lost. The sun was setting, it was getting colder and she had no idea how to get home.