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Prince Nemous and Princess Belle

By HldMeThrlMeKsMeKllME
Created: 2026-05-29 12:54:47
Updated: 2026-05-29 12:55:35
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    Didn't make this, grabbed it from the thread.
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    https://boards.4chan.org/mlp/thread/43215837#p43249165
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    >be me
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    >prince and judging off of my father's health, soon inheritor of the Desian Kingdom
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    >My advisors are telling me to just wait at the castle, because it's practically inevitable that he will pass.
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    >I don't know how to feel about my father. He always delegated the responsibilities of raising me to others. Even my mother, rest her soul, would have quarrels with him over it.
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    >I suppose he didn't care. He was always staring at maps in his study.
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    >...
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    >Never the matter. I must be strong for my people.
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    >Though I was fit enough for royalty, the one test of my will was my betrothed princess.
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    >Princess Belle, of the Craceans
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    >My father betrothed us for a strategic deal with a neighboring country.
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    >Though, I wish he had got someone a bit older...
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    >The princess was quite youthful; I would say she hasn't seen more than 12 autumns.
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    >She had been moved to our estate, upon her own father's passing.
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    >And good Lord above, did she have an entrancing aura.
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    >Anytime we crossed paths (with a clump of guardians surrounding her), she always gave me a silent stare amongst the cacophony of diplomatic gestures of irrelevant people getting in between us.
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    >Without fail, she would profess her contained love for me in a harmless way that drew the mire of the surrounding folk. "Aww"s a plenty.
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    >But something about her, her stare...
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    >She knew something. And it troubles me.
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    1/9
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    >I walked about the magnificent garden our dynasty had created generations ago.
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    >Much like the English gardens, rows and rows of tall shrubbery outlined the swathe of land we owned on the estate.
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    >I pecked at a few grapes I snagged from the kitchen, popping them one by one.
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    >I respired in thought, wondering what my first plan of action was as king.
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    >Honestly, no idea. Much like all unwilling kings I had read in literature of old, I desire peace.
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    >My father was quite dismissive of those ambitions.
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    >My thoughts were interrupted by a tug at the side of my tunic.
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    >"I found you, My Highness."
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    >The voice, though high and undeveloped, sounded dark. It rose the hairs on my neck.
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    >I turned to see the princess, by herself.
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    >I could've fainted at how pale I was, knowing the implications of this.
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    "Miss Belle!"
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    >I whispered sharply, looking around.
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    "Where are your guardians?"
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    >"They've lost me. Or, maybe I've lost them?" She replied as her gaze trailed off.
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    >I could land myself in hot, hot water if anyone were to find us here.
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    >There were so many safeguards in place to ensure our betrothal's stability, through separation and proper advisory...
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    >Though, I didn't really see the point myself.
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    "We shan't be seen together like this, princess! People will talk..."
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    >"But I wanted to see my future husband! They keep us locked away from each other too much."
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    >Sweetie Belle swayed her royal garment's skirt side to side, it flowing with the gentle grace of careful craftsmanship.
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    >Such an innocent act drew a stutter to my thoughts.
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    >My eyes betrayed my intentions.
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    >As my stare returned to the princess's own, she had adopted that same face I had come to know so many times before.
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    >Her smile was genuine, but her eyes...
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    >They carried a weight I couldn't put a finger on.
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    >"May we walk, my king?"
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    >Her words oozed out like freshly melted butter.
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    2/9
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    >Seeing as how I was probably already going to have some words from the noble advisors, I silently nodded.
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    >She giggled softly, extending a hand for me to hold.
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    "We mustn't..."
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    >"I won't say a word of this, my king." the princess said, looking into my eyes intently.
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    >To be fair, the betrothal had set off my usual activities of going to courtship dances orchestrated by my father.
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    >I hadn't drawn the gaze, and definitely not the touch, of a fair maiden in what felt like ages.
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    >I took her hand in mine, trembling slightly at our taboo engagement.
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    >"You're so bashful, Prince Nemous." She said with a playful lilt.
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    "This isn't exactly normal for my routine, princess..."
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    >"You must really like me."
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    >My words paused, as we continued on the trail unseen to passersby.
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    >"Well, I like you too!" Sweetie Belle said, swinging our hands back and forth with the rhythm of our walk.
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    "I'm glad to hear that, Miss Belle. I hope our marriage in the future will be joyous."
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    >I said this in passing, to hopefully draw the deceptive language away from premarital affairs.
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    >"Why do we have to wait?" She asked soberly.
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    >...
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    "We are told to, princess. And we should listen."
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    >"That's so boooooring!" Sweetie Belle said, skipping in front of me to grab my other hand.
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    >"I wanna be married now! You're so handsome, my king..."
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    >Her eyes looked up to me in admiration, her presence getting closer than comfortable.
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    >Then her eyelids lowered, her aura shifting back to that previous unsettling energy.
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    >"And you want to be married too. I can tell." Her voice was flirtatious, to say the least.
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    >I was shaken. I had never come across a youth so forward.
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    "Miss Belle, your words carry deceit..."
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    >"I can see you from my window, at night."
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    >The princess swayed our hands side to side, innocently.
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    3/9
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    >I say innocently, as if she hasn't entrapped me in her presence.
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    >"Every day we see each other, you relieve yourself that night. It isn't hard to see into your chambers."
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    >Like a dip into a cold lake, Sweetie Belle's words washed over me with surprise.
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    "Where did you learn such verbiage, young Lady?"
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    >I said, my voice becoming parched.
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    >"It looks big."
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    >The sound of the air hitting leaves overhead filled the silence, before I could feel my heart's beat in my ears from embarrassment.
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    "Princess! I have good mind to report these words to your guardians."
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    >"But you won't." She replied, the swaying of our hands stopping.
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    >"Because you want this too."
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    >The princess's hands invaded my loins, rubbing over my breeches softly.
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    >"I please myself too, watching you."
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    >Wave after wave of shocking acts stunned me from this young deceiver's actions.
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    >I found myself enjoying this too much.
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    >"Can I see it?" She asked, her hands already dipping under my tunic to tug at girdle of my pants.
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    >She looked into my eyes, and I'm sure she found consent through my gaze.
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    >The sliding of my clothing down my legs tickled more than usual.
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    >I watched as my manhood poked generously from under my tunic, my decency stolen by the bold princess.
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    >She sighed pleasedly, as if she had been waiting for this all along.
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    >Awestruck, I was quickly compelled by the morbid curiosity of this scenario.
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    >Sweetie Belle knelt before me, her hand sliding up to grasp my length victoriously.
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    >"Goodness, my king. You really wanted this..." She claimed, her eyes frequenting between my own and the subject of matter.
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    4/9
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    >I was jolted as I witnessed the princess's tongue dart out, her eyes closing as she licked along the underside of my pride with a moan.
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    >The sensation almost made me double over, as I tensed my legs.
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    >"Mmm... I knew it would taste good."
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    >Sweetie Belle wasted no time, bringing her lips to the bell-end of my manhood.
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    >Her eyes looked up at me, finding what she wanted in my gaze.
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    >She smirked, her lips sliding over my tip as I noticeably hardened under her vices.
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    >I was seeing stars. This adolescent had entrapped me, and I was entranced with lust.
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    >Her small, tender lips maintained a pace of suckling my tip. Her tongue was drawing my attention with it grazing my most sensitive flesh.
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    >I could last here for a good while, to be honest.
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    >Her lips parted from my manhood, to my silent and immature dismay.
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    >"I want to please you, my king..."
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    >I watched as the princess turned, setting down unto all of her limbs.
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    >She reached back, here on the grassy floor, to tug at her dress.
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    >I looked around, amazed to find that noone was near.
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    >Though, at this point, too much damage had been done.
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    >I looked back to see something I had never before.
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    >The princesses undergarments, in plain view. Along with her slender legs.
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    >The hosiery of her leggings attached to her panties, framing a well-endowed buttocks.
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    >"Take me, my king. I am ready." Princess Belle said, looking over her back at me.
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    >Feeling almost obliged to, I knelt behind the girl.
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    >I reached to feel along the small of her back, my hands massaging her sides.
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    >I cherished this illicit privilege, our warmth shared betwixt our flesh.
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    >I could hear the princess audibly moan, as a reaction to my grasp no doubt.
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    5/9
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    >My devious mind guided my hands, as they slipped down to tug at the princess's panties.
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    >And tug down they did, quite easily.
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    >As her panties wrapped around her thighs, Sweetie Belle's womanhood was in full view.
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    >A view bestowed only to me.
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    >A trail of arousal parted from the her concave lips, to her freshly removed undergarments.
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    >Her womanhood looked supple, and untouched.
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    >"I've already prepared myself for this, Your Highness..."
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    >I witnessed the princess's hand reach under her, using two fingers to part her youthful labia.
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    >"So you don't have to hold back..."
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    >Such privileges are well defended for a reason.
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    >I rested a hand on one of Miss Belle's ass cheeks, guiding my manhood to her presented entrance.
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    >The feeling of her wet flesh kissing mine was electrifying, and pushed me to want more.
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    >Though the was resistance at first, my cock had slid into her lips after a few pushes.
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    >And the pleasure froze me.
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    >And shocked her as well too.
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    6/9
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    >We shared a moan, as our delicate parts joined at last.
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    >The princess's walls hugged around my bell-end eagerly, and the sensation sent shocks through my torso.
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    >Every motion staggered me, as I exploratively (but gently) pressed forward with every other thrust.
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    >I had to pause, as I was catching my breath (and also to cherish this moment without an early release)
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    >I could feel the princess's insides squeeze around me, whether it be from reflex or enjoyment is oblivious to me.
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    >"My king..."
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    >I looked up, to see Miss Belle tearing up.
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    >In this moment, as if a lever had pulled in my mind, I knew that I was to devote myself to her even further than any previous proclamations I had made before.
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    >She was to be protected, under my rule.
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    >She was perfect.
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    "Are you okay, my love?"
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    >I asked gingerly, leaning forward to kiss her cheek.
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    >"It... tickles..."
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    >It was then I realized she may have not experienced such a girth.
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    >But, there was no resistance of a virginity, as I would have broken it by now.
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    "I have you. You'll be alright."
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    >I planted a hand on the ground as I loomed over her, her head pressing against mine.
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    >I gently moved, my thrusts stayed soft.
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    >Even at this pace, I was sure to release.
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    >The princess's moans were indistinct from a cry or a needy moan.
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    7/9
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    >The rhythmic feeling of the princess's buttocks against my loins was satisfying, to say the least.
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    >It seemed that after a few more thrusts, Sweetie Belle's cries turned to labored pants.
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    >She was seeming to enjoy this even moreso than I was.
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    >"Faster..." She beckoned.
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    "My queen, you will bear a child if I continue..."
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    >"Please..." She whispered, crooking her head to whisper into my ear.
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    >I'm not one to disappoint others.
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    >I pressed on, churning my hips swifter into the princess's rear.
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    >The slick feeling of her generous fluids only serving to tickle my length more.
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    >She was worthy of my child, her maturity professed in her wanting.
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    >And I could feel the peak nearing.
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    "I'm cumming..."
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    >Sweetie Belle crooked her head once more, her breath fogging into mine as I rutted her like a horny dog.
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    >My body tensed, as I bottomed out inside the princess.
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    >The crescendo of our acts had been met, as my seed warmly met her womb.
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    >I grunted, my hips trembling against her adolescent rear.
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    >Sweetie Belle's breath sharpened, and I could sense her pleasure of our shared lovemaking.
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    >Many thoughts went through my head, as I realized I had committed to her immature pregnancy.
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    >But I was certain that this was worth it.
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    >I met Sweetie Belle's lips, interrupting her pants with an intimate kiss.
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    >I groaned into her mouth, as the separation of our loins sent residual shocks through me.
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    >I fell to her side, pulling her onto me as our kiss continued.
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    8/9
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    >Sweetie Belle's hands met the breadth of my chest, rubbing me with affection.
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    >"I've wanted that all along, Prince Nemous. Now we can be wed..."
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    >She rested her head on my chest, as I weighed the repercussions.
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    >I could hear the call of our servants reach out across the garden, as I laid back on the ground.
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    >I'll just change the law once I'm king...
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    9/9

Prince Nemous and Princess Belle

by HldMeThrlMeKsMeKllME