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Princess of the Land of Spirits	By : Rhov Category: +. to F > Fairy Tail Views: 5953 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2
A Challenging Lesson to Learn

Much to Loke's chagrin, the news Aries and Virgo brought back about the Dragon Prince was all positive. The people loved Prince Natsu. Of all the princes, he was the favorite. He was a fine fighter, which Loke admired about him. Some said his personality was a bit fiery, but he was loyal to friends and gentle to family. He admired his brothers Laxus and Gajeel, and he watched out for his little sister Princess Wendy. He even had three half-brothers whom he respected, Cobra, Sting, and Rogue.
They did report that Prince Natsu hated to ride horses, which was one of Princess Lucy's pastimes, having been taught ridership by Sagittarius. Loke had hoped that this meant Natsu was bad around animals, which might point to a hidden flaw in his personality. When he looked into it, it was all for naught. Prince Natsu had a cat named Happy and was rarely seen without his kitty companion. That made him seem even more likable, which frustrated Loke.
As the weeks passed, Captain Loke related all this news to the princess. Part of him hoped she would slowly develop an interest in the Land of Dragons, purely so she could be happy about her upcoming marriage. Part of him eagerly anticipated some bad news, something to show a vile side to the Dragons that would put an instant halt to the wedding plans. Thus far, nothing.
The princess had to start lessons on how to behave as a queen. Over the years, she had mastered many arts for nobility, and she even knew how to fight, since a princess had to know how to defend herself until her guards showed up. Now she had to learn about wooing the people, gaining public affection, using feminine charms to help solidify treaties, and what to expect when it came to raising children. Playing with her cousin Bisca's small toddler was fun, but she was usually glad to hand Asuka back over to her parents.
One afternoon, just as Captain Loke was changing shifts with Lieutenant Taurus, the princess's tutor Capricorn stepped into the room.
Primly, the tutor announced, "The king has declared that Lady Lucy must learn what to expect on her wedding night."
"What?" shouted Lucy, blushing instantly.
Taurus quickly stepped back in. "I can train her!"
Capricorn glared at the perverted, bullish guard. "The king said the only male in this kingdom he trusts to be with his daughter for such sensitive training is the captain of the guard. Captain Loke, you will assist me in this lesson."
Loke looked over in shock to Lucy, who was already bright pink.
"Exactly what sort of lesson is this?" Lucy asked hesitantly.
Capricorn bluntly answered, "A lesson on how to mate."
Both Lucy and Loke went red.
"Ooh, tag me in, captain! Tag me in!" Taurus begged.
Virgo and Aries shoved Taurus out of the room and stood guard by the door.
"To...to mate?" Loke choked out. "She needs lessons in something like that?"
"If she is to be a good wife, she must know the basics of proper bedroom etiquette."
"Etiquette?" Loke questioned. "In sex?"
Capricorn pushed his dark glasses up his nose. "Captain, she is a princess, not a rutting commoner. Unlike whatever women you may have had, she is nobility, and she must act with decorum even in a matter so intimate as this. Now, obviously, you won't mate with her," Capricorn assured the flustered Lion. "You will only do as I instruct. This is to train the princess in what to expect and how to properly act toward her husband. Role-play, nothing more."
"Can't she read about mating in a book?" Loke cried out, sounding strangled.
"This is a tradition, that the captain of the guard train the princess so she does not shame herself on her wedding night. I assure you, Prince Natsu is receiving training as well, lessons agreed upon by both kings, so that he does not shock Lady Lucy with anything perverted the first night. After that first night, you may discover ways of lovemaking which better appeal to you, but at least for your wedding night, the act of consummating is as much a duty as signing a treaty. It binds you to your oaths as the wife of the prince."
"But she's still..."
"Captain Loke," Princess Lucy interrupted, and the blonde stared at the Lion's aghast face with a mask of noble serenity. "It's the order of the king. His orders are absolute, correct?" she pointed out with a sly smirk.
He tried to calm down. The king trusted no one else but him with this task. He had to prove his loyalty with this.
"Very good," Capricorn said in approval. "Now, Lady Lucy, after the wedding party, you will retire to your bedchamber early. You will be bathed in rose water so you smell pleasant for your husband. Your lady-in-waiting will leave you undressed on a bed prepared for that night. This will include inserting a small bit of oil into your...ahem...female region."
"Oil?" Lucy grimaced. "Why?"
Capricorn paused as he considered the best way to answer that. "It makes the insertion process easier."
Lucy turned bright red, and Loke choked again.
"Once you are prepared, the lady-in-waiting will blow out all but a few candles. This should ease some of your embarrassment. She will then guide your husband into the room. Let us set up the scenario. Obviously, you won't be naked for this."
"Why not?" Lucy asked in a sassy attitude. "Captain Loke has seen me naked many times before."
Capricorn cleared his throat. "That was when you were a child. You are now a woman and engaged to be married. Aries," he called, getting a squeaked I'm sorry from the lady-in-waiting. "Please remove all but the princess's chemise and arrange the bed as you have been taught."
"Yes, Mister Capricorn." Aries hurriedly undressed Princess Lucy. The blankets were turned down, Lucy climbed into the bed, and only the sheet was pulled over her.
"A single sheet for modesty," Capricorn said. "Aries, you may leave. Virgo too."
"Will I be punished?" the maid asked.
"No, just stand outside the door and allow none to enter, especially no men."
The two ladies left, leaving Loke and Capricorn alone with the half-naked Lucy.
"When your husband enters, he will compliment you. You should do the same. A bit of small talk is expected to break the tension. Then, beckon him to your bed."
"Understood," Lucy nodded, and she gazed at Loke. "Well...husband...that was a good wedding service."
"You looked beautiful," he said softly, slowly stepping forward. "The way your hair shined amidst the wedding candles was like fairies of gold."
"You looked dashing yourself, especially the way your pink hair shined amidst your crown, Prince Natsu," she said with a bitter tone.
"Call me not a prince tonight," Loke smiled back wryly. "I am your husband. Show some respect."
"Well...husband...won't you come to bed with me? I've been waiting for this moment, my Dragon."
Loke glared that she was persistent in reminding him that this was mere role-play. "Capricorn, what has our prince been taught to do at this point?"
"Right. The prince will pull back the sheet." Loke walked forward and did as he was instructed. "He will climb into bed beside you, caress your skin, and kiss you. Of course, Captain Loke doesn't have to..."
"It's okay," Lucy cut in. "I trust the captain. He has kissed me goodnight many times as a child. This is no different. Besides, training me is an order from the king. We must follow the king's orders...right, Captain Loke?" she asked poignantly.
He nodded firmly. "As a servant of the royal family and soldier of the Land of Spirits, it is my honor to fulfill the king's order to the utmost of my ability," he affirmed. Then Loke stretched forward and caressed Lucy's skin. "Well, my dear bride. As your husband, I will treat you gently. You need not fear," he said softly, then Loke leaned over and gave Lucy a small kiss. She held still, anticipating more, but that was all he provided.
Capricorn cleared his throat again. "Your husband will then commence flatteries and provocative touching. This is to help calm you and prepare your body."
Loke's hand drifted over her thin chemise. "Of course, this would feel much different if you were naked," he smirked. "But I suppose just to train you, this is enough. Just to teach your body how to react to your husband."
His hand caressed over her bosom, and Lucy gasped, then quickly covered her mouth.
"No, no, my princess," he smiled smugly. "When your husband touches you, you will feel your heart race, your breath quicken, and you might gasp, even shout. Do not cover your mouth," he said with a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Your husband will want to hear those sounds. It will arouse him," he whispered, gazing over her body and grasping her breasts a little harder, "and that's your duty now...as his wife." He did not mean to end that phrase bitterly, yet Loke practically spat it out. "You should tell him how it feels. Do you like it, Lucy?" he asked in a low, husky voice. "Do you like when I do...this?" He suddenly pinched the perk tips poking through her thin gown.
"Ahhnnn! Feels...so good," she moaned as she pressed her breasts out to his hand. "Touch me more."
"That's better." The Lion leaned over her, feeling the heat rising from her writhing body. He breathed hotly into her ear, then nipped her lobe. "Moan for me, Lucy."
"Captain Loke," Capricorn called out. The captain's hands jolted back off the princess's breasts, and he sat up in shame at getting carried away. Capricorn was giving both of them a suspicious look. "I just recalled something the king requested. Virgo," he called out, and the maid immediately opened the door. "The King of Dragons commanded that we insure the princess has never known a man. Inspect her for a hymen."
"What?" Lucy cried out.
"It's an order from the king. Your value is in the fact that you're a virgin."
Lucy half sat up in outrage. "My...my value? What am I: goods to be bartered and traded?"
"Is this a problem, my lady?" Capricorn asked suspiciously.
She backed off and looked away in shame. "No," she whispered. "No, I'm still a...um..." She swallowed hard and shirked away from Loke. "Does Virgo really have to look at me down there?"
"Either her or the doctor. The king felt having one of your attendants inspect was more proper. No male but a doctor and your husband should see that area."
"Oh," she muttered.
Capricorn turned away for decency, and he pulled Loke with him to face the wall while Virgo did her inspection.
"Captain," the tutor whispered privately, "as you know, our departed Queen charged me with the education of Lady Lucy. I am her personal tutor, not a servant of this castle. I am loyal to Lady Lucy, not to the royal family. You, however, are a soldier of this land. Your loyalties are to the king."
"I serve the royal family with pride," Loke affirmed sternly.
"Exactly," Capricorn whispered soft enough so Lucy could not hear. "You serve the family, not the individual. You answer to the crown, not to the princess. You fight for this land, not for her heart. I know you're not a fool, Captain. You must know what Lady Lucy feels about you." Capricorn leaned in closer. "You have two choices: either break your loyalties and take Lady Lucy far away from this place; or do your duty, serve your king, and you'll break her heart."
He whispered back with gnashed teeth, "Which would you suggest I do?"
"I am loyal to Lady Lucy. I don't want to see her hurt. If she marries this prince, he will definitely spoil her, but I'm not sure if he can truly love her. She will be miserable in the midst of luxury, though she might learn new happiness with the arrival of children. On the other hand, if she abandons her duties as a daughter of the king, she will lose everything. She may end up happy in the midst of poverty, but she may regret it later in life when she can't raise her children in the same splendors she enjoyed."
"Damned either way," Loke realized with deep regret. "Is there no alternative?"
Capricorn sighed sadly. "Perhaps you'll think of one. For now, my duty is to make Lady Lucy happy. Forgive me if I use you in that pursuit."
Loke was about to ask what he meant, but just then, Virgo came back. Lucy had the sheet pulled all the way to her chin in shame.
"She is a virgin," Virgo declared.
"Report that to the king," Capricorn told her. "Also, send Aries for more lessons in how to prepare the marriage bed. It didn't look inviting enough."
"Yes, sir," Virgo bowed, and she left, taking Aries who had also been staying fretfully by the door.
Capricorn waited for a moment, then he checked the hallway to make sure it was empty. "Well, now that this duty is out of the way, let us return to our lesson."
"That was humiliating!" Lucy cried out. "She...she touched me...down there. Just having her look at me that closely was embarrassing."
"Lady Lucy," Capricorn sighed. "Your husband will also look at you down there. He may do even more than look. He may kiss you down there, or lick you. He will definitely touch you, too. You must not stop him or pull away. A bit of coyness is expected, but you cannot turn him down just because you feel embarrassed. You are a princess. You must show no shame. That's the whole purpose of this lesson, to ease you into the idea of sexuality."
Loke sauntered back to the bed. "Capricorn's right. Covering yourself like this is shameful."
He yanked the sheet away to see that her thin gown was still bunched up near her thighs. Seeing those milky white legs made Loke gulp hard. He sat beside her and caressed her arms to calm her.
"Realize, Lady Lucy," Capricorn schooled, "your future husband is a man of curiosity. The King of Dragons has affirmed that Prince Natsu has never known a woman. That's...surprisingly rare for a prince," he admitted, wondering how this beloved noble never had a love affair before. "He will want to see all of you, touch you, explore you, and kiss you all over. These are all actions normal to the bedroom, and you should encourage his touches."
"Encourage them?" Her eyes were locked onto Loke, feeling hot under the way his hands glided over her skin. "Husband," she said again, trying to move past the humiliation. "Touch me more."
Loke looked hesitantly back to Capricorn, who nodded in approval. With a gulp, he ran his hand up her thigh. He felt the shivering in her skin from his firm fingers, and Loke's mind found focus in seeking out her skin. He caressed her face, dragged his nails over her neck, and ran his fingers over her collar. Lucy's breath caught, she trembled slightly, then she hummed in a heated moan. That sound shot straight through the Lion's veins. He pulled her gown to be between her legs, then yanked her knees apart.
Lucy gasped at such roughness. "Loke!"
"Captain," Capricorn warned.
"I can't see your womanhood this way," Loke explained in a seductive tone. Then his hand rubbed against the cotton fabric that barely shielded her, shocking her with his bold touch. "And my fingers can't touch your skin. Your maidenhood is safe. After all, the king trusts me to teach you this and somehow still restrain myself. You must know what to expect, and that includes things that might be embarrassing. Isn't that right, Capricorn?" His eyes were sternly on Lucy as he waited for approval.
The tutor smiled to himself. "Indeed. Carry on, Captain."
He rubbed circles around her, making her squirm. "I must prove my loyalty to the king. I must train this naïve princess in the ways of being a good wife and how to please her husband."
"Please him?" she smirked between heated panting. "I don't know how to please a man. I've never done something like that. Shouldn't I learn that, too?" She looked past Loke to where Capricorn stood in a corner, trying to be stern about this erotic scene. "Shouldn't my lessons include how to treat my husband, how to touch him in a way so I don't hurt him? Or am I to be purely submissive?"
The tutor cleared his throat. "I...I suppose...some lessons in male anatomy are required."
Princess Lucy smiled in triumph and turned her eyes to Loke. "My husband won't come to bed dressed in a uniform. I must learn about the way a man looks so I don't panic and shame myself on my wedding night." She glanced down to the stiffness in his trousers. "How does such a thing fit inside?"
Capricorn butted in, "That's something that cannot be done."
"Agreed," Loke nodded, and he climbed off of her.
"Even if you can't do that, you can show me so I know what to expect," Lucy ordered. "The king trusts you, after all. You will follow our orders. Now strip, Captain!"
Loke looked down at her with anguish and desire. He glanced to the gown bunched between her legs and saw a wet spot where he had been rubbing. This was the worst teasing ever. He wanted her more and more, yet with Capricorn looking on, he feared his desires. Still...
"An order from a member of the royal family must be obeyed," he said, and Loke began to unbutton his uniform. "The princess must know what to expect of her husband. She may blush coyly, but she should not act afraid."
He pulled his shirt off. Then he stood, yanked on his belt, and dropped his pants, never taking his predatory eyes off of her.
Lucy gazed upon the erect manhood with shock and fear. If she had been alone with him, she might have acted differently. If he had showed it to her with bashfulness, she might have dominated him, like she was used to doing. However, like this, with Loke boldly exposing himself and Capricorn looking on, she felt nothing but dread and shame.
"Capricorn," Loke said in amusement, "I'm a bit shy about men seeing me like this."
"Of course. I will step out, Captain," he offered.
"Wait..." Lucy began, but her tutor eagerly left the two of them alone.
"That old goat really is using me," Loke muttered, unsure whether to be thankful or furious. "Well, Princess, are you just going to gawk at it?"
Lucy jolted a little, then worriedly looked back to his erection. "I...I don't know what I'm supposed to do."
Loke smiled down at her. Such an innocent girl! "Of course not. That's what I must teach you, after all. Here, give me your hand."
Lucy reached her hand up to him. Loke took it and brought it to his body. He wrapped her fingers around his shaft and watched her wonderment as she held him.
"It's hot," she whispered in awe.
"Stroke it." With his fingers around hers, he moved her hand. His eyes fluttered closed at the feel of her tiny fingers caressing him. "Not too tightly. Loosen your grip. Yes...like that," he whispered. His breathing came slow and even at the feel of her caresses rubbing him up and down. Her hands felt like silk as she stroked the inflamed skin.
"There's something leaking," she said in uncertainty.
"That's normal. It means you're doing it right. It means..." He swallowed hard to regain control. "It means you'd make your husband...feel good." He shivered a little as she stroked over his head and then back down the shaft. "Very good!"
She gazed up at him and saw how his eyes narrowed like a lion on the hunt. "What more should I do?"
He smiled heatedly. "You might lick it, even suck on it. You don't have to, though."
"I should learn what to do and practice, right?" she reasoned, and Lucy leaned in closer. She stuck her tongue out and gently tested it out, licking off the pearl of moisture that had gathered on the top. "The taste is bitter," she commented.
"Princess, perhaps you shouldn't..."
"I want to," she interrupted.
Then, firmer, she licked him again. Loke felt his knees weaken. He gazed down in amazement as she licked his length. Then, to his surprise, she took it into her mouth.
"Stars!" he gasped.
It took all of his self-control not to grab the back of her head and slam into that warm throat. She bobbed her head on him, but suddenly she plunged too far down. She gagged and pulled back, wiping her mouth.
"That's enough," he said, sitting on the bed beside her. "Any more and I'll shame us both."
"Not enough," she coughed. "What should I expect? While I do that to my husband, what will he do to me?"
Loke face drew up in longing. "Lucy..."
"Won't he touch me back? Or am I expected to do all the work and get no pleasure in return? Surely, a wife gets pleasure, too."
His teeth gritted as he looked over her body. "I can't do that."
"Just what you did before." She took his hand and guided it between her legs. "Even if it's through the gown, I want to feel you touch me. It...it felt good."
Loke felt moisture seep through the chemise almost instantly. She was drenched! He could already smell the sweet aroma wafting up from her. Unable to resist, he rubbed her, feeling what little he could through the cloth, and this time without anyone looking over his shoulder who might see the longing in his face.
"Lucy," he whispered, watching how her body reacted to his touches. He rubbed her breasts as well, feeling them through the fabric.
"Loke," she keened as he kept rubbing right against her.
"Really, would you call another man's name on your wedding night? That would shame you for life. Use his name, Princess."
"N-...Nats-...husband," she said instead. "You're touching too much. It's making me hot."
"Never tell your husband it's too much," Loke schooled. "You must open yourself to him, accept his advances, take him in wholly as your other half. He will kiss you, fondle you," he said as he caressed her breasts through the fabric of the chemise, "and make you feel like you're burning up inside. He will...will mount you. He'll pierce into you." Suddenly, he pinched her nipples as they poked through the thin chemise.
Her back arched at the slightly rough touches. "Loke!" she gasped.
"I'm serious, Lucy. You really mustn't get into the habit of saying my name," he warned sternly. "Call me something else."
She opened her eyes and gazed up at him. "Husband," she smiled.
Loke's heart ached tormentingly. "You're a cruel woman."
"You're the cruel one, reminding me of that man. I don't want to think about him at a time like this. I only want to think of you, Loke. Now, kiss me. I have to learn how to do that as well, don't I?"
Loke leaned over her, flattening her body down onto the bed, and his lips pressed firmly against hers. She hummed, and her mouth opened to let him explore. Her back arched, pressing her breasts more into his hand. He grasped at them, then his head went down, and he took one clothed nipple into his mouth.
"Ah, Loke!" she cried out.
"Say husband," he warned.
"Beloved," she called him instead.
Loke's body melted a little at hearing her say that. "There's something else he may try. Probably not on your first night, but you should be forewarned."
"Then teach me, Captain," she smirked. "You're experienced, right? A man like you must have had many women in the past. So teach me everything you know."
"Sadly, I can't do that much," he smirked as he scooted down on the massive bed and settled between her thighs. "But this...I should be able to train you on this at least, though I doubt it'll feel as good through clothing."
He looked at the spot on her chemise where he had been touching. Her dampness discolored the fabric, and he saw some thick fluid already seeping through the threads. His face leaned in, and he licked that area.
Lucy gave a gasp, but she suddenly went silent. All she wanted was to focus on the amazing gentleness of how his tongue played on her. She hummed, moaned at times, whispered soft pleads of "more" and "right there." Then her hips began to thrust on their own. Her face tensed. She felt something changing within her, like a spring coiling, ready to snap at any moment.
As he sensed her drawing closer to her climax, Loke pulled himself up. Touching her like this was taboo, yet it was still an order: to train her in the ways of lovemaking. However, actually bringing her to that great climax...was that too far? Or should he teach her what to expect with that, as well? After all, if a woman who has never experienced a true orgasm suddenly has one, it can be a shocking, even terrifying, experience.
While he debated what he should do, Lucy reached down and grasped his manhood again. "I touch you like this, right?"
Loke lost his breath as she stroked him vigorously. "Yes...stars, yes, like that."
As she pumped him, his fingers sought a little deeper into her. Although he was still blocked by the thin gown, he could feel the hollow where, one day, her husband would have the pleasure of piercing into her. For now, all he could do was touch her there, tease a little deeper in, thrusting the fingers blocked by cloth until the chemise was practically inside her.
"Oh...what...what's happening?" she gasped. "No...Loke...too much. It's too much. I...I can't...can't breathe. Too much. I can't...I'm gonna black out."
Loke pulled back and gazed heatedly down at her. "I'm sorry, princess, but I'm going to steal one pleasure away from your husband."
"What?"
Before she could wonder what he meant, Loke's fingers rubbed more frantically.
"Ahhn! Loke!"
"Don't hold back, Lucy."
"Noo," she cringed. She began to put her hands up to her mouth.
Loke grabbed both wrists and pinned them to the pillow. "I told you, don't covered your face."
"But I'm gonna scream."
"Then scream. It's what you're supposed to do."
"But...but I can't..."
"Forget etiquette, Lucy, and come for me already!"
She gasped at his shout, but the strain in his face made her body clench. "I'm...scared. I'm gonna lose control."
"Me too," he hissed. "So don't let me lose control on my own. We both lose it together. That's what being a husband and wife is about."
Still, he saw her biting her lip, and he sensed that she was trying to hold back. After all, this was normal behavior for a woman who was new to love. Strangely enough, learning to let go, learning to trust your own body, and convincing yourself that you really will not die from the blissful agony, was not something that came naturally. True female orgasm was something hard to reach, and harder to give into freely.
"Lucy," he said softly, caressing her sweaty face. "Even if you lose control, I'll be right here. I'll protect you. So don't hold yourself back." He leaned over and whispered into her ear. "I want to see you turn into an animal. I want to hear you shriek. I want to feel the sexual monster within you break free. Let me feel it, Lucy. Give in. Let me devour that beast for you."
His other hand pinched and teased her breast relentlessly, while his lips covered the gasping cries from her mouth. Lucy flailed on the bed, and she began to time his maddening thrusts to her own hand, stroking him faster and faster. Loke's stomach began to coil tighter and tighter. He shuddered as he felt his own inner monster about to break loose.
"Lucy," he warned.
"Don't stop!" she wailed.
Loke knew he was lost, but such an order...she did not even need to be his princess for him to obey her. He tried to hold himself back, yet when he saw her body snapped upward in a stiff arch, heard her wailing cry of painful bliss, and felt the tightening around his partially-inserted fingers, he lost control. He roared out, jolts of pleasure shot through him like supernovas exploding in the heavens, and his seed messed the white undergarment gown.
With the release came overwhelming bliss. Loke held still, panting weakly, listening to Lucy's weary breaths, and feeling the lingering jolts still shaking her body. He looked down and saw the exhaustion on her sweaty, flushed face. It was so erotic! Loke suddenly grasped her, holding her close to him, feeling hot with both passion and shame.
I shouldn't have done that! I should have stopped her! Dear stars, what have I done?
"Loke," she panted in surprise. "What...what just happened? I've touched myself before, but...that...it's never happened before, not like that. Everything inside me..."
His breaths came heavily, and he slowly rose onto one hand to gaze down wearily. "Touching yourself? You're a naughty princess." She looked so sensual, flushed and panting like this, that he could hardly help but steal another starving kiss from her. "That...it's called an orgasm."
"Oh...I...I've read about that," she mumbled bashfully. "It's never felt quite like that, though."
"It's not easy for a woman to reach it. Your job as a wife is to train your husband to get you to that point without him coming first."
She looked down at the fluid now on her hands and clothes. "Is that...is that what happens to men when they reach it?"
He looked down regretfully at the sticky mess. "Yes, I'm sorry about that. Your husband will ejaculate like that, but inside of you. That is consummation of the marriage, when his seed marks you...but inside, not outside like this."
"I want to feel it," she whispered with lowered lids.
"You will," he said sternly, "on your wedding night." He began to pull away with a bitter expression.
Her hand reached out to him. "Loke, stay the night with me," she said tiredly.
He sat up and caressed her golden hair. "I can't. The temptation would be too great."
"Then take me," she offered, rubbing her hand over his naked chest. "Virgo did her examination. If anything happens now, who would know?"
"I would," he frowned. "I can't mar my flawless diamond princess before her wedding night."
She looked stubborn, but she saw the anguish in his face. Then Lucy took two fingers, scooped some of the sticky seed up, and placed the fingers into her mouth. The taste was bitterly salty, but she sucked it off and swallowed it down.
Loke's mouth dropped as he saw her do that. "Princess!" he cried out in horror.
"Your seed has marked me inside now," she smirked. "You're not my husband, but I don't want anyone except you, Loke. I love you with all my heart, and I want to consummate this love...our love."
Hearing her say that was pure pleasure, yet fear struck through him.
A consummation of love? With his king's daughter?
He looked away, but there was a portrait of the late queen on the wall. He looked in another direction, but a coat-of-arms hung in the corner. Everywhere he looked, there were reminders that she was nobility, and he was nothing but a soldier. Panic began to overtake him. He felt as if soldiers might burst through the door at any minute to haul him away for sullying the princess. Yet his heart wanted to do far worse.
He wanted her!
His hand began to reach out to the bottom hem of her chemise, wanting to lift it, to yank the whole garment off, to see her naked body, claim it, obey her every desire...
His hand drew back and clenched. "I...I can't!" he yelled.
He pulled away, fleeing from those inviting eyes. He walked across the room, yanked up his discarded clothes, and tugged his uniform back on. He realized that, once again, he was hiding his desires behind this barrier of duty and loyalty.
"Loke..."
"I need to assure Capricorn that what he heard was not what he thought he heard. I can't leave you in shame."
"So will you leave me like this?" she shouted, holding out the dripping mess on her gown. "Learn to take some responsibility, Captain."
He walked over to a dresser, dug out another chemise, and threw it at her. "You're a big girl. Dress yourself."
"Loke!" she shouted in anger and sexual frustration. Although her body felt weary from passion, part of her realized there was more to love, and she instinctively felt unfulfilled. "Maybe I'll take you with me after marrying, do my damn duty, but keep you with me instead as a paramour. Queens do that all the time."
Loke shook his head. "I won't take another man's wife."
"What if I wasn't a princess?" she asked. "What if I was just some commoner, and I wasn't marrying? What would you do?"
"Pointless questions."
"Loke," she called out as he neared the door. "Do you love me?"
He paused, and his brow strained tightly. "You've asked me that before. I can't answer."
"Why? Do you not know?"
He looked back at her, and his eyes looked close to tears. "I can never lie to you, Princess, but if I told you the truth, I would be committing treason against the royal family."
"Just by telling me that you love me?"
He thought of the irony. "Simply by having that emotion toward my king's daughter makes me guilty."
"Then you do love me! You just can't admit it."
"I can't say it, and I can never show it to you."
"Then what do you consider this?" she demanded, pointing to the moist stain.
His face remained stern. "An order from my king, who trusted me to teach you about lovemaking without breaking you. I've kept true to my duty and taught you the ways of men."
"Damn you, Loke," she whispered, gritting her teeth in bitterness and anger. He opened the door and stepped out. She screamed at him. "Damn you!"
Loke shut the bedchamber door. Sure enough, Capricorn was guarding the hallway, keeping away any servants.
"I take it the lesson went badly," the old tutor frowned.
Loke grumbled, "She is a spoiled brat who wants more than she can have."
"Nobles often are that way," Capricorn nodded. "But you didn't..."
"Give her half an hour," he cut in as Loke saw two soldiers walking by down the hall. "You may continue your lessons then, and Capricorn..." His voice lowered as he kept an eye out for other servants. "She's unbroken, but don't ever use me like that again or we will both be hanged."
The tutor backed off. "Understood, Captain."
The tutor left down the hall, and Loke collapsed against the bedchamber door. He was still overwhelmed by what just happened, but a feeling of deep shame pooled in the spot where his lust had flowed out. He leaned his head back, barely controlling his instincts to rush back into that room and take Lucy wholly.
Then he heard her voice on the other side of the door. "Captain?"
He glanced left and right, making sure no one was in the area. "Yes, Princess?" he whispered back.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled almost too quietly to hear through the closed door. "It's just...you're the only man I trust, the only man I have ever loved. I don't want to lose you."
He smiled at the sincerity in her words. "I don't want to lose you, either." He gritted his teeth in a feeling of intense shame. He looked through the hall again to make sure it was safe to speak. "Maybe, when you leave this palace, perhaps the king will let me go with you."
"That'd be nice," she muttered, "but...you're right. I'd be another man's wife. It wouldn't be fair to you, nor to Prince Natsu. I need to grow up, don't I? Stop being so selfish. Stop wanting what...what I can't have."
His hand rested on the door, wishing he could open it and enter, just to hold her. "Lucy," he sighed.
"I'm sorry for being so cruel to you, Captain. I'll try to act better. I need to act like a queen, not a spoiled princess. I promise, I'll be better. I won't tempt you again."
He closed his eyes, hating the barrier that kept the two of them apart. Just like this door, her duty to remain the flawless Diamond Princess and his duty of guarding her chastity would always separate them from what their hearts truly desired.
Order me, Princess. Order me to come back in. Order me to hold you! Command me...
"I'll be in the bath," Lucy told him. "Send Aries and Virgo in when they return. I need them to do some...some laundry."
Loke swallowed hard as he thought of the mess he had left behind and how wet the gown got from the Princess's own moisture. "I'll let them know."
"Thank you. Loke..." Her voiced trailed off, and despite the door in the way, he heard her sigh deeply. Then, so softly he easily could have misheard her, she whispered. "I will always love you, my Lion." Then he heard her footsteps receding.
Loke shut his eyes as his heart burned. "And I shall always love you, Lucy." A tear slipped down, and he rubbed it away quickly. He straightened his back, pushed some disheveled hair out of the way, and loyally remained at his post.
End of Chapter 2
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