#I was like yess stick up for yourself king-WAIT FUCK

[dyke-in-crisis]

props to John for refusing to get deadnamed again by Yorick

[katedrakeohd]

Chapter 34: Come fly with me.

Pairing: Drake x (MC) Kate Darling

Travelling home on the royal jet, Drake shows Kate the King's private suite after dinner.

Rated: Mature, Explicit Sexual Content

Approx: 3000 words

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After dinner Kate and Drake are sitting together in a comfortable silence. Jerry, the steward, has collected their empty plates, and refilled their wine and whiskey glasses. As they continue to travel east they lose the sunset glow and the aircraft lighting takes over. Because they were seated so close together, legroom was limited and Drake's long legs kept invading Kate's personal space. A situation that was annoying at first, but soon Kate turned this around to her advantage. As she sipped her wine she would sneakily stick her toes up into Drake's pantleg. Whenever he would flinch it resulted in him banging his knee under the table and he'd scowl at her.

"Stop that." He warned her.

"Well then put your big feet somewhere else." She said with a grin.

"I sorta can't. Now keep your toes to yourself Darling."

Kate smirks at him as she finishes her wine. "Sorry, can't do it. It's nice and warm up that pantleg. And I happen to like the place where that leg leads to. "

Drake sucks in a breath to protest her torture tactics. Each time she tickled his ankle with her toe it was sending a jolt of sensation up into his groin. The knee jerk reaction was totally involuntary and was making his knee hurt. Soon he was going to have a significant tent in his pants and a sore knee to go along with it.

Shooting her another warning glance, he says. "Well if you're trying to get a rise out of me it's working so now you can stop. Besides now my knee hurts."

Kate grins at him from across the table, "Ok fine I'll stop. Do you want me to kiss your booboos and make them all better?"

Drake finishes his whiskey, "Kinda, sorta, maybe. Just not here."

Kate nods, "Ok then let's go."

Taking Kate by the hand Drake leads her back through the darkened seating area where Hana and Maxwell are sleeping.

He grins mischievously, stopping in the aisle to give her a kiss. She giggles as his hand roams down her back and then gives her ass a squeeze.

Holding a finger up to his lips he says "sssh"..

Hana stirs in her sleep, and Kate reaches up to cover his mouth whispering. "Come on, let's move on before we wake someone."

Taking her hand again he tiptoes to the back of the plane and twists the locking mechanism on the door and then opens it.

The King's chamber is dark, only lit by emergency light strips down on the floor. After they're inside Drake closes the door and locks it.

A touch pad on the wall by the door glows, displaying comfort controls for the room: Temperature, lighting level, and a call button for the wait staff.

Drake taps the panel, bringing up lighting controls. "So what should we go for, dark and romantic, bright and dazzling or somewhere in between."

Kate smiles, "Somewhere in between, I don't want to trip over stuff in the dark. I've never been in here before remember?"

Drake slides up on the lightbar to turn on the recessed lighting in the ceiling. For the first time the opulence of the space is revealed to Kate. Two overstuffed leather airplane seats are to the left, with a table in between. To the right is a large leather sofa and a mini bar. At the back of room there are two doors, one on the left and one to the right.

Drake points in the direction of the two doors, "One's a toilet the other is the shower." On the wall behind Kate is a large flatscreen TV with audio and video components built into the wall underneath.

Kate walks over and sits down on the sofa, sinking into the soft leather cushions. "Mmm, this is nice."

Drake takes off his jacket, tossing it onto one of the seats. Keeping eye contact with Kate he starts to unbutton his shirt. Her eyes travel down with his fingers as he undoes each button, and then she bites her lip when he reaches into his pants to untuck his t-shirt.

He undoes his pants, unzipping slowly. Kate can barely stand it, because his dark eyes are still on her and he's not saying anything. Shrugging out of his long sleeve shirt he lets it drop. He gives her a mischievous grin as he slowly pulls his t-shirt off over his head.

Standing there in his unbuttoned jeans and no shirt he crooks a finger and beckons her over, "Come here.." he says quietly.

Kate looks him up and down, biting her lip again, "No you come to me."

Drake walks over stopping a foot away, holding out his hand. Kate grabs his hand and yanks him down onto the sofa next to her, climbing on top of him and pushing him back against the cushions. Mashing her lips hungrily into his and grabbing handfuls of his hair, she moans against his mouth. He groans deep in his throat, pulling up at her shirt and sliding his hands up to unhook her bra. Sitting back she lets him pull her shirt and bra off over her head. Staring up into her eyes he slides his hands up her torso and grabs each breast, trapping both nipples roughly with his thumbs and giving them a squeeze. Kate moans and throws her head back with a hiss, grinding her hips against his lap. "Oh yes.."

Drake sits up, licking and suckling at her nipples, his hands going down to grip her ass firmly. "Kate.." he whispers against her skin as he kisses along her collarbone and licks and bites at her shoulder. She slides one hand up to grip the back of his hair, the other raking down the muscles of his back. Gasping at the sting of her nails, he growls, grabbing her and pushing her down on the couch. His eyes dark with passion he undoes her jeans and struggles to get them off. Grunting with frustration. "Damnit help me," he says. Kate lifts her hips and shoves her jeans down so he can peel them off. Her panties get pushed askew in the process, and Drake slides back up her body and grabs her by the hips, licking broadly across her belly and snagging the edge of her panties in his teeth. Kate arches her back grabbing for the end of the couch as he starts to drag down her panties, first with his teeth, and then his thumbs as he places kisses along her quivering inner thighs. They can both smell the moist heat of her sex as she begins to drip, throbbing to be touched. Drake pulls her panties off the rest of the way, taking a moment to gaze upon her wanton desperate state. Her chest heaving, eyes closed and her thighs spread. Fuck yes he'd seen nothing more beautiful in his life. She whimpers as he slides his thumbs up the inside of her ankles, then he tucks his hands up behind her knees, and bends then up toward her chest. Leaning in he appreciates how swollen and engorged her wet pussy looks. He licks the wetness off the inside of her thigh, and Kate jumps in surprise. Aching for his mouth to move just a few inches to the right and touch her where she really wanted him so badly. Using his thumbs he spreads her open and flicks her swollen clit with his tongue and she cries out. "Oh Fuck, yess..Drake."

Closing his eyes he laps up her juices, sucking at her swollen lips and continuing to lavish the nub of her clit with his tongue. Grabbing at his hair, Kate screams as she cums hard, spurting onto his face. He licks her up all over again. Sitting back with a smile he wipes his face. Standing up, Drake pushes down his pants and underwear and steps out of them. Heart pounding, her pulse throbbing in her ears, gasping for breath, Kate drinks him in with her eyes. She needed his cock so badly just looking at him naked made her want to weep.

Kneeling on the couch he takes Kate's hands and brings her forward. She wraps her arms around his neck and he lifts her up onto his lap. Rocking her hips, trapping his hard cock up against his belly, she rubs up against him. Enjoying the feel of his rough balls, and smooth shaft as they stroke against her swollen lips, fueling the ache, stimulating her to open up and accept him. Drake groans as she teases him, each time she rocked her hips he got closer to penetration but then she'd slide too far. The way she was clutching his neck and shoulders caused her hard nipples and soft breasts to bounce into his face. Damn this must be what heaven and hell must feel like.

"Kate.." he whispers. Grabbing her ass. "Tell me how you want it..how you want me."

Biting her lip she looks into his eyes and moans, "Fuck me hard, like a dog, stuff me solid with that magnificent cock."

Drake raises an eyebrow, her words sending a thrill down his spine and landing in the vicinity of his prostate. Damn he fucking loved it when she talked dirty.

Helping her off his lap he got off the couch. "Turn around and hug the end of the couch, put your delicious ass in the air."

Turning around and getting into position, Kate arched her back and wagged her ass in the air. "Come and get it Drake."

Chuckling at her amused expression and lifted eyebrow, he moves in behind her, one knee on the sofa the other foot on the floor. Slapping her ass firmly, Drake is pleasantly surprised when it makes her laugh. The pink handprint he leaves behind feels warm against his hip as he presses up against her, massaging her other ass cheek as he guides the head of his cock into her hungry swollen opening. Damn she was so hot and tight. With a moan of pleasure she pushes back with her hips and he pushes forward to make the connection. When she tries to wiggle her hips, he slaps her other ass cheek. Damn if that didn't just make her wetter. "Hold still, and let me fuck you." He says gruffly.

"Yes Drake." She says.

Holding onto her hips he starts off slowly, giving her long full thrusts each one feeling better than the last. Then he moves a little faster shortening each motion so he can add more force. The wet slap of his balls hitting her pussy stung him but excited him just the same. Her gasps and sighs of pleasure with each forward and backward motion fueling his desire to go even harder. The head of his cock was throbbing intensely but he wasn't ready to stop yet.

Outside in the darkened passenger cabin Maxwell is roused from his sleep. At first he's disoriented not realizing where he was, then he remembers he's on a plane. The white noise of the distant muffled whine of the jet engines and the sound of the ventilation system are all he hears at first, and he wonders what woke him. Suddenly he hears a slapping sound, and laughter. What the heck? Then he hears the muffled sound of Drake's voice. Maxwell sits up in his seat, listening. He hears Kate say something and then he can make out the rhythmic sound of creaking leather. His eyes fly open wide, and he covers his mouth, not daring to make a sound. Although he really wanted to laugh out loud. Shooting a glance over at Hana he wonders if she's hearing what's going on nearby. She's awake too, and can see his reaction despite the darkness. Shaking her head she just rolls her eyes and puts her earbuds back in her ears. Maxwell's phone vibrates and he blinks at the harsh brightness of his screen as he picks it up. Hana has sent him a text.

H: Don't worry I know what they're up to.

Maxwell snickers and then texts back.

M: How long have you been awake?

H: Since they walked through all giggling and smooching on their way to the other room.

M: OMG, really? What did I miss?

H: MAXWELL! Seriously, grow up.

M: Ok, Ok never mind. Doesn't it bother you?

H: A little, but they are consenting adults.

M: I know, I know but to me Kate is practically my sister. We do consider her to be an honorary Beaumont afterall. She's my 'little blossom' and to hear her next door with Big Bad Drake getting her petals plucked it makes me a little sad.

H: Sad? Based on your immediate reaction I thought otherwise.

M: Ok, it's funny and a little arousing too. It's like free porn.

Hana's gasp across the room, and sound of disapproval ends the conversation. "Oh Maxwell."

Meanwhile over in the King's suite, Drake and Kate are still busy with their amorous activities. Tucked balls deep into Kate, Drake is stroking her back, contemplating his next move. Kate sighs with pleasure, enjoying being full of Drake and the stimulating sensation of his warm hands massaging her skin. Looking back at him over her shoulder she smiles and says, "I love it when you do that. It's relaxing and stimulating at the same time. So tell me Drake, as you slide that hard cock of yours in and out of me what do I feel like to you, talk to me..tell me what pleases you most about it."

Drake smirks back at Kate, "You really want to know? It's agonizing and pleasurable at the same time. Like for example.."

He slowly pulls back out, leaving the head just tucked inside. "I so want to cum right now, and if I pull all the way out I probably would, all over your ass. But the hot tightness of you is squeezing the head of my cock in such a way that it feels so nice that I don't want to end it. Each time I..."

Drake pushes forward, stretching her to fit around him. "Oh God it's just like the sensation of your mouth on me, and when you orgasm around me it ripples along my shaft drawing the hot cum out of me like a rocket, the same kind of pleasing blast as a really good sneeze, that kinda tickles my asshole instead of my nose."

Kate can't help but laugh at his description. "So when I do this.." Kate focuses her vaginal muscles to undulate around him, and she can feel the nub of her clit twitch.

Drake gasps, "Geez, it's like getting sucked..and squeezed at the same time. Fuck it feels good, like a blowjob."

"Well then stay right where you are and let me blow your ass." She says.

Drake closes his eyes and groans loudly, "Speaking of ass."

Licking his thumb, he massages Kate's asshole as he continues to stroke her back. She moans and gasps at the sensation. With a smirk he asks, "You requested to be stuffed solid, May I?"

Kate giggles, "Keep rubbing my back and that's a yes."

Grinning, Drake pushes her right cheek to the side and pokes the end of his thumb in her ass. Continuing to stroke her back, he slowly begins thrusting in and out of her with his cock.

Kate moans and whimpers with pleasure, whispering his name. "Oh Drake, yes."

Shoving his thumb in a little further to the first knuckle, he notices Kate growing wetter, allowing his cock to glide in and out with ease. He changes his angle of thrust, pushing his thumb in all the way. Kate moans louder, "Oh fuck yes Drake, harder..harder.."

Drake pounds into Kate, giving up on the massage and holds onto her left hip while he clutches her right ass cheek, his fingers digging in. Sucking in a deep breath he groans loudly in his throat, his face wearing a grimace of shear determination. Goddamn he no longer cared who heard them, he wanted to make Kate scream out his name when he finally emptied his nuts into her. Grunting he whispers, "Cum for me baby, soak me with it. I wanna hear you say my name like you really mean it."

Kate grips the sofa, the intense pleasure of each thrust bringing her closer to totally unravelling. Closing her eyes, she sees stars, starting at a whisper and ending with a shout she says. "Drake.....Drake....Drake..DRAKE!!"

With one last thrust he goes deep, his ass clenching and he cries out "Ahh Fuck!!", as he slumps over her back and explodes, breathing heavily and holding her around the middle as he rides the wave of each spasm of his body. Kate collapses beneath him, her legs like jelly, as she struggles to catch her breath as well. Both drenched in sweat, they stay this way until their racing heartbeats slow down to normal.

Sitting back on his heels, Drake pulls Kate back with him, cradling her in his arms. "I bet you've never done that on a plane before my love." He says, kissing her on the cheek with a smile.

Kate grins, stroking his arm. "Definitely not. Nor on the ground either, you're a Wildman Mr. Walker."

Drake laughs, "You bring out the animal in me Darling."

Suddenly there's a frantic knocking on the door.

"Are you two Okay in there? Do we need to call the porno-medics?" Maxwell laughs.

Drake shakes his head, rolling his eyes, "Yes Maxwell we're fine."

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