In Plain Sight

"Right on Schedule." He smirked. This man was shameless.

"Silence. This is the only Path Forward. You will be my Guest. No one must Know."

"And how will you explain my escape?"

"I have my enemies. An explanation will not be needed. Let them concern themselves with their own investigations."

"Mmm, my QUEEN. You are irresistibly cunning."

Ignoring his distractions, I quickly tied his hands behind his back and placed a hood over his head.

"You mustn't Know where we are Going, but you will be Safe there."

He chuckled. "My, my. You are a naughty QUEEN."

"The king has gotten nowhere using these same tactics. Perhaps it is Best to hold your tongue."

I left the cell gate open and walked swiftly and silently to my Private Quarters. Once inside, I secured the entrance, sealing the wall between us and the corridor. Perfectly hidden in plain Sight, I removed the hood and untied him.

He let out a low whistle as he looked around, circling until our eyes met. He stopped.

"By what name do I refer?" I asked.

"Xave." He responded nonchalantly before regaining control over the conversation. "So. QUEEN. What name shall I call you?", emphasizing the last word.

"Any customary Title will be Acceptable." I replied.

He smirked. "How about we get a bit more personal." It was more of a statement than a request.

"I Hope you Find your accommodations to be more than adequate. We will begin tomorrow morning." I turned to leave, reaching for the mechanism to unseal the room. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my wrist, the room was spinning, and I found myself pressed against his body with my back against the wall.

"Let's start now."

My breath hitched unexpectedly, providing him an opening to proceed forth. His mouth came crashing down upon my lips, expertly running his tongue along the opening of my mouth. He slid his way in and then maddeningly backed out. I did not Know what was happening, but my body craved something I have been unable to Give it. My flesh was betraying my Mind. I grasped for a Thought of Logic, but everything within me rebelled.

The onslaught continued as he explored every crevice of my mouth, rolling and darting his tongue sensually. The sensations were insatiably welcoming. I was losing control. I felt my knees weakening.

"Steel yourself, Será." I heard my inner Self whisper firmly. I felt my body harden. He reluctantly pulled back.

My flesh was burning. A desire with which I am unfamiliar had begun to build. How could this man create such havoc upon me? His extraordinary weapon being himself..

I was confused. This Beautiful Stranger had boldly asserted himself, yet my body did not reject his advances. His actions were more than enough to call for a beheading. I am a Married Woman.. and not just any Married Woman. I am The QUEEN. My Thoughts collided with one another within my Head.

He hungrily watched my expressions as they undoubtedly flowed uninhibitedly across my face. He was waiting for his opening to make his next move.

He spoke, "I've missed this. Us. You. The way you Taste. The way you Smell." He placed one hand behind my head as he drew my face near to his. "Tell me you do not want me, and this will end."

I was speechless. All I could think to myself was that I didn't, but I did. I wanted to Know what would happen if I Allowed this to progress. No one would ever Know of my indiscretion, or perhaps they will. Surely there will be a Change within me. Would it be obvious? How far would I Allow this to go?

"Should I take that as a yes?" His eyes glimmered with mischief.

His Manners were that of a Gentleman, yet his Actions.. monsterous. "Yes.." I heard myself agree.. to what? Did I Accept? Did I decline? I was not entirely certain. I hardly recognized this reckless Version of my Self..

"Yes, what?"

I trembled at his voice. Yes, what? I had no idea how to reply. Yes, I wanted more. Did he want me to say those words? Could I even bring myself to say them? I am a QUEEN. I Submit my Self to no man. This would be my undoing. I had to make a choice.

"Logic will not win this war." The Prophetess's Wisdom echoed in my Heart.

"Yes, I would like to Experience more." I Gave him my Answer. Fire blazed in his eyes. My insides were churning. I was but a mere moth being burned by the heat of his flames.

I did not care how much or how little I Know of this Xave. I Needed to Feel Alive once again.

He confidently raised and secured my wrists together firmly in one hand, slowly unclasping the back of my dress with the other. My breasts rose and fell against him with each heavy breath. His gaze pouring intensely into my SOUL, leaving me feeling completely exposed.

"You are so Pure." He finally spoke. The Heat continued to climb.

"Is this Passion?" I Thought to myself.

"I will Show you how a REAL QUEEN should be Treated." He lifted my skirts, sliding his hand between my thighs. My entire body quivered. He slyly smiled. "My QUEEN, you are soaked. Let me Help you out of these clothes."

Releasing my hands, he dropped my skirts and slid off my gown. The fabric pooled on the ground around me, my armor gone. Standing before him in nothing but sheer undergarments, a garter belt, heels and laced stockings, he flashed his gleaming smile approvingly and stepped backwards to take me in fully.

Instinctively, I lifted my hands and removed the pins of my neatly piled hair. Loose, auburn curls spilled around my shoulders. I lifted my eyes to meet his.

"Mmm. You are a Natural Seductress. How could I possibly resist?" He responded in turn.

Xave stepped forward, scooping me in his arms, and carried me to the luxuriously fur-comforted bed. He laid me down and stood appreciatively at the foot, savoring every curve.

If this is HEAVEN, I wanted to Submit.