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Forbidden Knowledge	By : Starbug Category: +A through F > Fable Views: 6992 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Oh Yes! Oh, Avo, Yes!” An excited voice called out over the sound of creaking bedsprings and the rustle of skin against silken sheets, filling the old Hunter's Lodge as snow filled the night sky outside, “Oh my love, I hope this never ends!”

A muffled voice responded from the apex of her toned legs as cries of ecstasy shook the windows, before the lovers fell onto each other’s arms, exhausted but content.

“That was so much better than it use to be at the castle.” Astrid, Princess of Albion and leader of a small but growing rebellion against her tyrannical brother, King Logan, wrapped her strong arms around her lover as they huddled below the covers to keep out the winter chill, “I guess there's something to be said for not having to keep our voices down so Jasper won't investigate.”

“I don't think you give him enough credit.” Elise, her long time best friend, and for the past couple of years, secret lover, laughed, “He's given me enough funny looks to make it clear he knew what we got up to when we're supposed to be 'studying' in your room.”

Astrid simply smiled and kissed the other woman on the forehead.

The two had met as children; Elise's father, a prominent merchant in Bowerstone, had brought his only daughter with him one day when he had attended court to speak with Astrid's late father, the almost legendary Hero-King who had turned Albion from a collection of often warring towns and villages and built a nation. But through it all, he had never forgotten his humble origins, and encouraged visitors to bring their families so that his own children could know what life was like outside the castle walls. Astrid had been making her way through the gardens one summers day when she saw a boy named Percy attempt to kiss Elise against the young girls wishes. Thinking herself every bit the brave warrior that her father was, she had flung herself into the fray to try and stop him, only to find herself outclassed by the much taller and stronger Percy.

Princess or not, it had been clear that the end result of her rash action would have been painful, if not for the timely intervention of her older brother Logan, who stepped in and quickly and calmly extracted Astrid from her opponents grasp and made it clear exactly what would happen if Percy ever laid an unwelcome had on any woman, ever again. While thankful of the Prince intervention, had been more impressed by his sisters bravery, and the two had become fast friends and in the years that followed the two had spent most of their time together, to the point where it had not been uncommon for Elise to spend the night in Astrid's room rather than walk home through the dark streets of Bowerstone. No one had seemed overly bothered by the sight of two young women spending so much time together, often walking hand-in-hand though the castle grounds as the talked. Elise's brother Elliot had expressed an interest in Princess, but it soon became clear that she did not reciprocate his feelings, and he had instead moved on to fall deeply in love with the daughter of the town crier, and the were soon happily married. But neither Astrid nor Elise had ever shone much interest in the many young men that had attempted to court them over the years, and neither of their father's were the kind to try and marry of their daughter against their will, even if at eighteen society expected them to settle down and start producing children of their own.

Things had changed after the death of first the King, then his wife shortly thereafter.

While Logan had been able to throw himself into his new-found responsibility, Astrid had nowhere to hide from her pain, and had become increasingly withdrawn, to the point where even her faithful dog Rex was unable to coax her out of her melancholy. It was at the hight of this depression that Elise had temporarily moved into the castle to comfort her friend, and the two had found themselves laying in the Princess's bed in just their pyjamas, as a cold rain lashed against the windows. Elise had put her arms around her friend to reassure her that there were still people who loved her, when she felt a strange realisation about how true the words had been. Without thinking, she had lent over and kissed Astrid softly on the lips, surprising the Princess, who returned the gesture tentatively at first, then with a hunger she had not known she was capable of as her hands had grasped her companion like a drowning man reaching for a life-raft.

Elise pulled Astrid down onto the bed, their bodies pressing against each other. Astrid let her tongue explore Elise’s mouth, before planting kisses down her jaw, neck and collarbone. She shifted her body down, pulling Elise nightdress up, and affixing her lips around one rock-hard nipple, sucking as much as she could into her mouth. Elise moaned as Astrid’s tongue paced across the end of her sensitive nipple, and then sighed as she moved across to the other side, repeating the proses. Moving further down, she planted kisses across Elise’s flat stomach, before reaching her destination. Taking a deep breath, Astrid blow across Elise’s thin patch of downy blond hair, making her new-found lover arch her back in anticipation, opening her legs wider to allow full access.

Astrid lowered her head, her tough licking up Elise’s damp slit, flicking at her partially erect clit. Elise whimpered, her hands running through Astrid’s hair, pushing her closer. Taking it as read that Elise wanted her to continue, Astrid’s tough probed between the puffed lips, seeking the other woman centre. Moving as close as she could, she reached as far into Elise as she could, her nose rubbing against her now fully exposed clit. Elise clasped a hand over her mouth to stop her cries from escaping as her orgasm rippled through her body. She bucked her hips, pushing his crotch against Astrid’s face as hard as she could. Astrid responded by drinking down as much of the other woman’s juices as she could.

After giving Elise a moment to catch her breath, Astrid moved back up the bed, kissing the other woman passionately, they’re bodies pressing against one another. Elise rolled Astrid over onto her back, a hungry look in her eye.

“It’s your turn.” She grinned, “Hope I remember what to do.”

Her elfish face disappeared under the blanket, and her mouth found Astrid’s erect nipples. Astrid sighed as Elise started to suck and nibble on her breasts, before moving further down, her tough flicking in and out of Astrid’s belly-button a few times before she reached the small patch on brown hair between her legs. Elise extended her tongue as far as she could, and licked up the damp slit, enticing a deep sigh from Astrid. Elise’s tongue slid up Astrid’s pussy lips, then circled her clit slowly. Astrid arched her back, making a strange purring sound that resonated throughout her entire body. Elise gently nibbled at the exposed love button, sending Astrid into spasm, her boy stiffening as her orgasm reached its most intense. Elise flicked her tongue over the clit as she held it between her teeth, drawing the orgasm out for as long as possible. A fresh flood of juices flowed from Astrid’s swollen pussy lips, and Elise eagerly drank as much as she could catch.

“That was amazing!” Astrid’s eyes fluttered open, “Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”

“Never.” Elise smiled, “But I’ve read a few of the books my father keeps hidden in his study; the ones he doesn't want my mother to know about.”

“Well I promise not to tell him.” Astrid pulled Elise up into her arms, “Now it’s time for us to sleep.”

Ever since that night they had been secret lovers, stealing kisses and tender caresses whenever they could, which had grown harder and harder as Logan's rule grew more and more draconian as time passed. Something about the expedition he had returned from just before their father's death had changed him from the happy, outgoing and friendly older brother she had always known to an aloof, hardened stranger who ruled Albion with an iron grip. It was this change that had almost cost Elise her life, and Astrid her soul, and set the entire kingdom on the path to outright civil war.

But all that seemed so far away as they lay together in the the isolated snowcapped spender of the Mistpeak Mountains. The house had been a gift from the grateful people of Brightwall after Astrid had taken care of Saker and his band of marauding thugs, and served as the perfect retreat from the pressures of forming the alliances necessary to force Logan from power. At first Astrid had retreated there alone, her followers and advisor aware that she needed time alone. But then came the day when she had been reunited with Elise in the industrial district of Bowerstone, and since then it had been a haven of love and warmth far away from the cares of the world.

“This can't last, you know.” Elise spoke softly, her eyes downcast, “If you managed to overthrow Logan and are crowned Queen, you'll be expected to marry and have children: your bloodline is too important to risk dying out.”

“Yes, trust my brother to have been careful when he bedded serving maids and courtiers alike.” Astrid complained, “One forgotten or burst condom, and he'd likely be wed with children who could be entrusted to carry on the line. Or at least a bastard we could recognise as heir.” She nuzzled her lover's neck, “And if he hadn't turned into such a bloodthirsty tyrant, we could marry and no one would care less, but now I'll be expected to take a husband and let him fill him with his seed.” She shivered at the very thought of allowing a man to paw at her body, let alone mounting her like a prized broodmare and rutting away, “No, we'll talk of it no more. Here and now, I am simply Astrid and you are simply Elise, and we are alone.”

“I like that.” Her lover yawned, their earlier bout of lovemaking having tired her out more than she had realised, “Goodnight, sweet Princess.”

“Goodnight, my love.” Astrid spooned up behind her, “I promise you I will find a way for us to be together.”

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