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[kteezy997]

Lady in Waiting-Part 12//King Hal

Warnings: mention of sex

A few weeks later…

You sat in the palace library with Hal, curled up in the lap of the King as he read aloud from a historical story.

The both of you cupped your slightly rounded belly. You relaxed your head against his chest. His voice was soothing as he read, you closed your eyes, thinking you would be lulled to sleep at any moment.

A few moments after closing your eyelids, you heard him say, "Well, if I am putting you to sleep, I cannot imagine what I am doing to the baby." he sighed.

"Oh Hal," you opened your eyes, looking up at him as you touched his face, "the baby does not care, as long as they hear their daddy's soothing voice, they are happy."

"You do not think a King will be too boring as a parent?" he asked, not shying away from being vulnerable with you.

"Of course not!” you tucked your finger onto his chin, making him look you in the eyes. “This child will be delighted to learn from their father and their king. You are so dear Hal, you will always be there for them and they will love you no matter what."

He hummed with a gleeful grin, rubbing your stomach. He kissed your firmly on the temple, "I cannot wait to meet him or her. I hope they are just like you, and I shall fall in love with them the same way."

You snuggled him closer, taking the fabric of his lightweight cloak into your fist. “And I hope they are strong and intelligent, like their father.”

“You flatter me too much, my sweet girl.” he leaned in, kissing your lips this time. “We should retire for the evening. You will need rest, especially after a round of lovemaking.” he smirked cheekily at you before rising up from couch you were sharing.

Your heart sank a little, having to tell him the news from the doctor. “Oh Hal, about that… we really should not take part in intimacy, not like that anyway.”

The King blinked a few times, confused, “What? Why?”

“The doctor said he would not recommend it during the pregnancy. ‘It is such a fragile time for a woman’, he said.”

“But I would be most gentle.” he cooed, moving toward you, taking your hands into his.

You blushed, even after everything you had been through together, he still had the ability to make you feel weak in the knees. "I know you would." you squeezed his hands, "But let's talk about this later. I want to get some sleep, I wish to speak with the Queen tomorrow." You dropped one of his hands and tucked your fingers into the laces of his other hand to lead him to your bedchambers.

"Hm." he hummed, "Are you sure that the timing is right, my love?"

"I think so. We have to try at some point.”

.........

The next morning, you knocked on Queen Sophia's door.

"Enter!" she called.

You pushed the door open, smiling softly at her as you stepped into her room with light caution. You did not expect objects to be flung at you, but you did not expect the warmest of welcomes either. "Hello, Your Grace."

"Oh, y/n." she answered, smiling back at you.

"Is it alright if I come in?"

"Yes, of course, please." she said calmly, gesturing for you to have a seat on her bed as she was sat down at her vanity.

You smoothed the back of your dress as you sat down and placed your hands on your lap. Clearing your throat, you started, "Sophia, I am forever sorry for hurting you the way I did."

"I know you are, y/n. But there is no reason to apologize anymore. I understand." she was shockingly calm.

"What do you... understand?" you frowned.

"You and I have been intertwined for a long time. And it's taken these last few weeks for me to realize how much I have taken you for granted. So it is I who should apologize to you. I am sorry for not treating you better all these years.”

You sighed, shaking your head, "It is okay."

"What I understand, is that you love him. That he is the only thing you have ever had that is just yours. It is a special thing, and I am happy for you."

"Thank you, Sophia. That means so very much to hear it from you." you wanted to touch her hand, to let her feel your warmth, but you kept still for now.

"You deserve happiness, more than anyone I know. Old Lady Agnes has been helping me these last few weeks, doing handmaiden things.” she shrugged, “And I have realized that it was never really about fixing my hair or picking my dresses, but it was you. You were a friend to me, a confidant, when I really did not deserve one." It was difficult for Sophia to say, she looked down at her lap.

You felt sad for her, remembering that you really cared for her as well. You sniffed, and touching her shoulder you said, "Everyone deserves a friend."

The Queen blinked back tears as she stood, opening up her arms for an embrace.

You obliged, standing as well and hugging her for the first time ever. It was soft, warm, and absolutely genuine. "Oh, my Queen. Could we be friends, do you think?"

"Yes, I would love that.” she pulled away from the embrace, holding onto your upper arms, “We can do everything we used to do, but you would not be my servant." she pulled away from the hug, clapping her hands together and grinning from ear to ear, "Oh this is going to be such fun! I promise there will be no jealousy. I want you and Hal to be happy. I think your child will be such a blessing.”

Smiling, you added, “I hope you will soon have a blessing of your own.”

.........

You felt so happy and warm on the inside, finally resolving with Sophia.

“Is there a reason I did not see you all day long? And why are you smiling like that, my love?” Hal questioned as you readied for bed.

“I had a great day with Sophia.” you answered.

“Oh? Good, so what has she been doing with her time? Has she gone to the children’s shelter?”

“Yes! She said she has and it has really opened her eyes. You know, she has never really known what life is like out there, beyond living in a castle. She has gotten to know some of the children there. Some of them have lost both parents, so she dotes on them, she hugs them tighter than the rest. She longs to be a mother, I know she does, Hal.” you looked at him, seeing him nod softly.

Your King took a moment to think, sitting on the bed, he asked, “Do you think I should offer myself to her?”

“Offer yourself?” you laughed, “Like a servant?” You walked over in front of him, kneeling down, touching his legs. You sighed, “Maybe you could talk to her about giving her a baby soon. Tomorrow, perhaps.”

You felt the smooth brush of his palm on your cheek as he rested his hand there. “Alright. But I need you first.”

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[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hi. Sorry for coming in with another ask. But I have been going crazy trying to find this fic. It's sterek on ao3 most probably more than 100k words. Both stiles and derek are kidnapped at the start of the fic and derek dies in while they are still trapped. Stiles then only understands his feelings towards derek and the whole gang try to resume him but he is depressed. In the second half he tries to resurrect derek and succeds.

Spoiler ( maybe...) can't remember correctly

The kidnapper was a dimension travelling stiles who was passed by the nogitsune. And asks stiles to kill him. Possed stiles had already killed his family and his own derek. I think they kill him?.

Thank you so much......

Very very grateful

Hi @nithr! @kinghale-on-a-hill says it's this one.

Strong at the Broken Places by giddytf2

(18/18 I 172,325 | Explicit I Sterek)

“So what’s it gonna be, Stiles?” An hour wasn’t enough time for a miracle. Not enough for him and Derek both. “Salvation for you, or the world?” ____________________________________

Stiles confronts an enemy warlock too powerful for him to defeat, and he's given an ultimatum: He must kill Derek, or Derek will be killed anyway along with everyone else in Beacon Hills. Trapped in a magically-reinforced cell with Derek, he has only an hour to make his choice.

In the tragic aftermath of the confrontation, Stiles spirals into a delusional, suicidal race against time for the lives of his remaining loved ones and the rest of the world. A spectral companion is all that keeps him from going totally insane on the hunt for the enemy warlock.

But Stiles's spectral companion isn't what it seems to be. Neither is the enemy warlock, who will forever change Stiles's universe beyond all of Stiles's imaginings …

[dancingshenanigans]

If you looking for me, I'm the King with a crown of sunflowers. #lifeishale #KingHale (at Atlanta, Georgia) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo7bJlVBG3V/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=dib9m0g9brte

[booktineus]

📚 Book Spotlight: King Hall by Scarlett Dawn NA Fantasy Recommended by: @kateadreamer I had not heard of this one until Kate recommended it to me, but I’m so intrigued by it!! I love a good fantasy/ paranormal read, and this blends that with found family and magic school type scenarios. I need to read it. My Book Spotlight feature is all about promoting underrated books and upcoming/ new releases. Have a book that you think deserves more attention? Message me about it! . . . . . #booktineusspotlight #underratedreads #underratedbooks #bookrecommendation #bookrecommendations #bookspotlight #kinghall #scarlettdawn #nafantasy #newadult #bookrecs https://www.instagram.com/p/CJVvW3xACzC/?igshid=1i7iweduyx2ct

[fenixburnedmoved]

suddenly getting very emotional thinking about the misaria gang getting together at least once a year post-books (not for christmas obviously, but just general cozy winter get together) 🥺 rikar, lys, fayne, annora & the three other guardians meeting in either kinghal castle or at rikander's house in khoisanium, playing games, going on walks & drinking hot beverages while sitting around the fireplace 🥺🥺

[fenixburnedarchived2]

@aelsell​ said : “Trying to escape undetected, are we?” (for Rikar I guess?) |  | THE GENTLEMAN’S GUIDE TO VICE AND VIRTUE

He stops in his tracks, gaze wandering in the half light to find the woman this voice belongs to. It doesn’t take Rikar long to detect Tilda on the stairs and he breathes out in relief. Could have been much worse than her finding him. “Not exactly escape. Just ... getting some fresh air.” The Khoisani holds uo a bottle he’s stolen from the palace kitchen. “You can join me, if you want.”

 Yes, the urge to leave Kinghal is overwhelming, he feels more trapped every day in the presence of the guardians and the prince ( soon to be king ) who’s shutting away his heart. So for now he can only find ways to cope, namely alcohol and fleeing to the free space of the gardens. Usually Rikar would prefer to go alone, but he finds that he wouldn’t mind TIlda’s company tonight. 

[fenixriisen]

The weight of the crown and the responsibility that came with it was supposed to land on his head. He had to forget every thought of a different life, a time away from Kinghal and the court. Deep fear settled in his chest. How could he lead Misaria? How would he win over the people? How live up to the expectations? So long he’d been prepared for all of this, had studied the right books for years and yet none of that seemed helpful now. 

[sturmvcgel]

@meinliied​ for Annora (plotted starter) 

Her eyes followed the unfamiliar figure, fingers twitching with excitement and magic. A guardian, within so close of her own reach... Marian smiled for a moment as the realisation hit her. Her master would be proud should she be able to defeat such a foe. But for now she needed to stay calm, to think before she was to react. After all their plan was carefully put together and the locals grew more distrustful - towards each other, towards the king - with each passing day. Soon an even greater victory would show itself on the horizon.  She had been sent to this far away village to move within the shadows, to be felt rather than seen to - Her thoughts were aprubtly cut off as the guardian passed her by and through the small crowd that had formed Marian could see that she was facing a girl. A young woman. So young and so powerful. "Excuse me?", before she could stop herself the necromancer had rushed forward, grabing for the stranger's hand. She was touched by death, but deep down she was just a young girl - noisy and full of life. "Are you visiting? You must be from the capital, by the looks of your clothes or-", she faked a gasp, "Even from Kinghal?"

[aelsell]

@meinliied​ gets a random thing 

She could see it in his eyes, the weight dragging him down, threatening to drown him. It was the same thing she had witnessed in her brother all those years ago. She knew it herself all too well, the name, the kingdom, the royal line. It was a responsibility, a privilege too heavy for so many. But she knew he would not become like his father, she knew he would choose kindness and justice, each and every time. She had to believe it. Otherwise, their struggle - all these sacrifices - would end up being for nothing. Tilda could not let that happen.  So she smiled, her brightest of smiles when Lysander approached her. “A good day to you, my lord”, she bowed her head in greeting, "I must thank you for your hospitality. Kinghal is truly a special place. And very different from the streets of my hometown"

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Has anyone out there read King Hall by Scarlett Dawn?? It’s the start of the Forever Evermore series. It’s beautiful and amazing and I want someone to discuss it with!!

[kteezy997]

Lady in Waiting-Part Eleven//King Hal

Warnings: smut, male receiving oral sex (explicit), cursing, destructive behavior, name-calling

You had been resting all day, under doctor’s orders. By nightfall though, it seemed the King was restless.

“I missed you, my darling.” Hal said when he came into your chambers. He sat in the side of your bed, touching your hair.

“I missed you too.” you smiled.

“How are you feeling?”

“Much better. I think all I needed was some food and rest. The doctor said I am going to be fine, the baby will be fine.”

Hal grinned, “I cannot believe we are going to be parents. This is such a wonderful miracle.”

You giggled, “I would hardly call it a miracle, Hal. It is not as if we were trying. You are married to someone else for pity’s sake.”

“Oh darling, I do not wish to speak about Sophia. We can always be sorry, but it does not change how I feel about you or the fact that we have a child on the way. The Queen knows her place, and she may have a child whenever she pleases.” he looked into your eyes, grazed his palm softly against your cheek, “Let us celebrate this moment.”

“What did you have in mind, my King?” the corner of your mouth was turning up into a smirk against your will.

“I think you know.” Hal said, his voice soft and low. “It’s been too long since we’ve made love.” He threw the covers off of your body before shifting himself on top of you. He held your face in his hand, kissing you with hunger.

“Mm.” you moaned into his mouth, he was right, you both needed this. “Hal.” you whispered his name, putting your arms around him, drawing him even closer to you.

“My love.” he muttered, kissing your neck, kissing your face all while looking at you in awe.

“Can you promise me something?” you asked, weaving your fingers delicately into his hair.

“Yes, always.”

“Do not show Sophia this kind of affection. Do your duty as you must in your marriage. But only show this side of yourself to me.”

“Of course. With her it is only the physical act.” he grabbed your jaw in both of his hands. “But with you,” he shook his head slowly, “it is everything: physical, emotional, spiritual. You’re more than just the woman I love. Now, we are family.” He then placed his hand on your stomach, rubbing his hand over it gently.

"We are." you smiled, grabbing his hair with more force, pulling him into a kiss.

The King swiped his tongue into your mouth, groaning, sliding his hands down your body. He held your legs, tucked them around his waist as he nestled onto you.

...........

You lay naked together, kissing, snuggling. You caressed all the muscles of his chest and abdomen, leaving little pecks on his soft skin.

Hal combed his fingers through your hair, watching you.

You moved down his body, delicately placing your fingers on his cock. You heard Hal's breath hitch in his throat. You put your mouth on the tip, running your wet lips down his length. You licked the underside of his cock, looking up at his face.

His eyes closed, as if he were in a trance. He kept his hand on your head.

You created a rhythm of lapping your tongue there, realizing it was a sensitive spot for him. He started to writhe and tremble. You used your hand to softly squeeze and pump him as you kept working your mouth on his tip.

The veins of his cock were bulging, his thick tip becoming a darker shade of pink. He whimpered and moaned. "Yes, yes. Ahh."

You put his cock into your mouth, sucking hard, trying to bring him over the edge. He was the King, he deserved to be worshipped, to be serviced so well.

He let out a small series of low growls, and his cum spirted into your mouth, warm and gooey. You swallowed it down and he gave your scalp a gentle squeeze. "Fuck." he cursed, finishing.

The door of the room slammed open, "Your Majesty!" called the guard that had barged in, looking rushed and disheveled.

"I ought to have your head for barging in here." barked Hal, fixing his pants and rising from your bed.

"My sincerest apologies, my King,” said the guard, out of breath, “but it is the Queen. She has seemingly gone mad. She is destroying the place."

"Sophia." you said, worry taking over you.

......

You and Hal both headed to the Queen's chambers hastily. You heard belongings being thrown against walls, you could hear Sophia grumbling and panting loudly and a sudden crash of shattering glass.

You walked in first, not really knowing what to expect. "Sophia?" you called. Her bedroom was a disaster, pieces of her things were scattered on the floor and her vanity mirror was broken.

She turned her head, frowning and glaring at you as she hissed, "What do you want, whore?"

"Sophia, what is the meaning of all this?" you asked, knowing the answer, but you thought that getting her to talk would stop the destructive behavior she was exhibiting.

She laughed humorlessly, "What is the meaning of all this?" she mocked, "My life is ruined, so I do not care about anything anymore." She then grabbed one of her discarded dresses, ripping it to shreds.

"I know the pain and the anger you are feeling, but this is not-" you began.

"You do not know anything, y/n! My King has replaced me with my own handmaiden, and he will never love me. And the two of you have decided my fate for me, well, I am tired of everything about my life being written out by other people. I am sick of it! You have know idea what my life is like!"

"But I do, Sophia. You forget that I have spent everyday of the last ten years with you. I understand feeling as if your life is out of your own control. I know you better than I know myself, my Queen. But you do not understand how truly free you are. You may not have your dream life, the life you were born to believe that you wanted, but you can make your own now. You are the Queen, you may do as you please."

"So long as your royal duties are not neglected, you are free, she is right." Hal agreed.

You smiled at the Queen, attempting to give her reassurance. "You can take a long holiday, take a lover, take a few lovers. Your destiny is your own, Sophia."

"Perhaps what you need are new perspectives. You may want a nice holiday, but I have gotten word that the childrens' shelter is in need of volunteers. Who better to inspire the young smallfolk than the Queen herself?"

Sophia remained silent, listening, thinking, taking in what you both were saying. She nodded, "I think I might like helping children." As she thought more on the idea, you could see her smile come back.

For @gatoenlaciudad, I love you.

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[12blaxx]

October 21, 2017 at 01:00PM

The newish lights with the old clock are a nice blend. HOWEVER, I object to the Pan-African Studies office being tucked away in that dark corridor that looks more like a storage area. #CSULA #kinghall #losangeles #bwphotography via Instagram http://bit.ly/2hVTp8F from October 21, 2017 at 01:00PM

[dancingshenanigans]

Today is national coming out day! Four years ago I sat with myself and admitted that I love a lot differently from what I was raised around. I'm still discovering more about myself and learning to deal with the conditioned feelings that make me attempt to invalidate myself. But truth is what truth is. I am pansexual. I am genderqueer. I am polyamorous. And I love real big. #nationalcomingoutday #KingHale https://www.instagram.com/p/Boy-C9whqA6/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1eb7knto8ecsm

[kteezy997]

Lady in Waiting-Part Ten//King Hal

Warnings: betrayal, secret relationship, affair, name calling, anger

Queen Sophia’s POV

It was quite unexpected to hear about y/n falling ill overnight. We spent every day together and have done so for several years now. It was rare for her to ever be sick and unable to help me throughout my day. Who would style my hair and tie up my corset for me?

After readying myself as best as I could, I took it upon myself to pay her a visit. She would be delighted to know that her Queen took the time to check in on her.

She was in bed, her eyes closed when I arrived to her bed chamber. "Y/n, it's me, your Queen."

She opened her eyes, groaning sleepily. "Oh, hello Your Grace." Even in such a terrible state, she still kept her polite nature. She rubbed her eyes, sitting up in the bed.

"I only wanted to make sure you were alright, despite being under the weather and all."' I smiled at her. She looked much more pale than usual and she had tired eyes.

"Sophia," she sighed. I was surprised she used my name. I thought we had been over it several times about how she was to address me, but I let it slide as she was not feeling well. "I am more than just under the weather. I am with child."

I could not believe it. Her? With child? When could this have happened? Who was the father? Did one of Hal's knights charm and seduce my lady in waiting? I was saving her for someone more worthy of her hand in marriage.

"You what? How?" I was so stunned; I did not know what to even say in this moment.

"I am going to have a baby." she said.

"Who made love to you? Who took your innocence, y/n?" I demanded answers.

Y/n closed her eyes, as if she was ashamed to tell me. Could it really be that bad? "I'm sorry, Your Grace. We have been deceiving you for too long and I do not wish to continue doing so. You should know the truth.” She blinked and a tear fell from her eyes.

"We? Who do you mean?" My heart started to pound in my chest, though I did not even know why yet.

"Hal and I." she answered plainly.

My jaw nearly hit the floor, my heart sank. I could not possibly have heard her right. “My husband? The King? You and the King…”

“Yes, Sophia. I’m sorry about what this is going to do to you. I never wanted to hurt you. But I love Hal, and he loves me.”

“Oh and I suspect you think you can be Queen now? Have you been scheming to replace me all along? He loves you does he? Why should I believe you?!” I spat. I hated her. How could she do this to me? After everything I have done for her: given her a lifelong job, security, a damn castle to live in. And she has the audacity to betray me!

“He does love me. You can ask him yourself. He knows about the baby, and of course it’s not an ideal situation, but Hal is happy to be a father.”

“No! You’re nothing but a lying whore. I do not believe anything you say.” My anger over took my words. I was not even sure if I completely meant them, but they felt right in the moment.

“I am sorry for this, Sophia. The fault is all mine and Hal’s. We never expected to fall in love, but we have. But I would never take that back. It’s been the best thing to ever happen to me.”

I scoffed at the nerve of her, "I cannot bear to listen to this anymore." I stormed out of her room, not stopping until I found the King's guards. "It is imperative that I speak with my husband, the King."

..........

"How can she claim that you have fathered her child, Hal? She is lying, tell me she is lying!" I demanded when I saw him.

Hal shook his head, "She is not lying, Sophia. I sired her baby, and I love her. I am sorry to hurt you, but I fell in love with y/n before I ever married you. Our child will be raised here, with his parents. But your life as my wife and Queen will not change."

"How can you say that? This changes everything!" I shouted at him, not even caring who may hear me.

"No, it does not. I told you on our wedding night that you and I would not sleep together in my bed, and I meant it. I do not love you like I do y/n. But you will always have a comfortable place here and I will give you as many children as you desire." He was so calm and rational, it was irritating me.

"Who will your heirs be? Her children or mine?"

"You are my wife, so therefore your children will be in line for the crown." he explained.

"I just cannot believe that you both have casted me aside, like I am nothing but trash."

"That is not what we have done. I would not object to you taking any lover you wish. In fact, I encourage you. I can only hope that you find what y/n and I have found." He came over to me, touching my arm. "I care about your well-being Sophia. We would love to have your blessing. I think it will be the best thing to make all of us happy."

"What makes you think I care about you or her happiness?" I frowned at him.

"Everything will happen in time. I may sound harsh when I say this, but perhaps you should mourn the picture you had of your life. Y/n is the one I want to be with. But you will be a mother too, hopefully soon. You may wish to raise the children together."

I pursed my lips, so livid on the inside that I felt tears in my eyes. “Go to hell.” I said to my husband. I left him standing there. I could no longer be around anyone or listen to anything else.

.........

I returned to my chambers feeling more exhausted than I had ever been in my life. I collapsed onto my bed.

In the tiny span of a day, my entire world had been flipped upside down. My lady in waiting was carrying the bastard child of my husband. They had betrayed me and had been doing so for quite some time apparently. An affair behind my back.

I could not believe it was real. I wish I could go to sleep, and things would go back to normal.

“Raise the children together.”

Raise my children and be friendly with the woman that betrayed me and sleeps in my husband’s bed? I could not think of anything more horrid.

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[kteezy997]

Lady in Waiting- Epilogue(part one)//King Hal

Warnings: Hal being a dad fluff, smut, male receiving explicit oral sex, cursing, smut, female receiving oral sex, brief adult breastfeeding

Yes, I’m making the epilogue into two parts bc I am a menace

The rest of your pregnancy went splendidly well, and you gave birth to a healthy son. Hal even broke royal protocol, adamantly insisting on being in the room while you were giving birth.

"Your Grace, this is not for a man's eyes." he had been warned by one of the nurses as she tried to hold him back from entering the bed chambers.

With a fire in his green eyes he said, “I am the father of that child. I have fought on battlefields; I have seen far more horrific things than you could imagine. I think I can handle seeing my first child brought into this world. I am the King, and I will not leave y/n's side."

His promise was as true as ever. He held your hand the entire time you were pushing, encouraging you with his gentle words, in the tender tone that he reserved you only for you and the baby.

When your son was born crying, Hal gave you the most passionate kiss, "We have a boy, my darling, oh how I love you. You were so brave,” he praised you, gave you another kiss, “you were so strong." The King had a stream of happy tears flowing down his cheeks, his eyes widening in awe as he caught his first glimpses of your baby.

"I love you, Hal." You were more weak and tired than you ever thought possible, but you were so full of love that day.

You decided to name the baby boy Quentin, meaning "fifth", a subtle nod to his father, King Henry the Fifth. Though your son would not be heir to the throne, you wanted to honor Hal, and he had tears welling in his eyes once again when you told him about the name.

"I love it. It is perfect. You are perfect." He pulled you close, gently, as you were recovering from the birth.

You and Hal were standing together, watching your baby sleep in his bassinet. "No, he is perfect." you cooed. "Just look at him. He is an angel."

"He is amazing, is he not?" Hal grinned. "Would he be disturbed if I held him now?"

"No, no. Go ahead, I am sure he will stay asleep, even if you pick him up. He will be calm, he will sense that you are his father.”

“Really? You think so?” asked your King, slowly cupping the newborn’s body in his hands, cradling him in his arms with the most caution. But Hal was not afraid to hold the baby, to care for him, unlike most fathers who wanted very little to do with raising their children.

“I know so.” you answered in a whisper, unable to take your eyes off of little Quentin.

He watched in amazement as the tiny boy breathed softly, barely making a noise as he slept.

You heard Hal sniffle as you grazed your baby’s cheek with the pads of your fingers. You looked at your man’s face, totally smitten and tears forming. “Hal,” you giggled, “you must stop crying.”

Holding the baby in one arm, he wiped his tears away with the other hand, “I am sorry, my love, but I cannot help it. You created the most beautiful little boy.”

“We did.” you insisted, carefully putting your arms around Hal without disturbing Quentin, and you kissed your King.

4 months later…

Hal had a long day of royal duties, and Quentin had been abnormally fussy on this day. You both needed some relief.

Hal finally got the baby to sleep after rocking him. After placing Q in his bassinet and tucking him in with his blanket, Hal hurried to join you in bed.

Immediately shifting on top of you, he said, cupping your face, “I could not stop thinking of you all day.” He kissed your lips, sucking them into his wet mouth with greed.

“Mm.” you moaned as his fingers weaved into your hair. You parted from his lips, “I want you to fuck me.”

He groaned softly, with a cheeky smirk.

“But first, I wish to taste your cock.” you said confidently. Being with Hal had done wonders for your self esteem. You knew you could do or say anything to him, and he would love you all the more for it. Especially something such as this.

His eyes widened, he allowed you to move from underneath him, and force him onto his back. He swallowed hard, watching you pull his trousers down.

“You did not think I forgot about your special spot, did you?” you teased, gingerly taking his half hard cock in your hands. You coated his length with some saliva, having licked your own hand, and massaged his cock until he was fully hard.

Your King’s eyes drew closed here and there as your tongue swirled around his girth, and down his shaft. He groaned deep in his throat, licking his lips. His hips would jolt upward slightly.

You used the tip of your tongue to tease the soft skin between his shaft and his full testicles. He whimpered, softly still. You moaned and wiggled your lower half, feeling wet between your legs. You suctioned your lips to his deep pink, thick tip.

“Fuck.” you heard Hal’s strained whisper. You looked at him, his eyes clenched shut for a moment before he went back to watching you.

“Mmm.” you then moved to the underside of his cock, placing your moistened tongue there, just below the tip.

Now he gasped. You saw his bottom lip quiver.

Slowly, you lapped your tongue along that spot, holding his cock in your hand. You made sure to keep your mouth wet with saliva, and alternated kissing, licking and sucking his cock, specifically his sweet spot.

“I fucking love you.” the King whined, rubbing your head softly with his hand as you pleasured him.

“I love you too, my King.” you said in between pressing tender kisses on the tip of his cock.

“Lay back, I need to taste you now.” he cooed sitting up, placing his hands on your legs as you obliged his order.

As you relaxed on the bed, Hal settled between your thighs, tucking his arms around them. He instantly flattened his tongue onto your clit, gliding along the sensitive bundle. He used his lips to suckle, you felt his teeth lightly nibble, but the licking was most prevalent, causing a friction inside of you.

You would inadvertently arch your hips, and Hal would hold you back down, attacking your lower lips more intensely each time you would move, thus creating a cycle of euphoria for you. Just as your vision went black and you were seeing stars, his actions stopped completely.

You nearly went into shock, but you were relieved to feel his cock, barely touching you at first, then slowly sliding inside of you, taking several seconds to fit his entire length. You sighed in relief, he always felt incredible when he was all the way inside of you.

It was always such a tender moment for you both, him laying on top of you, warming you up and shielding you from the world, your sweaty skin sticking to his, sharing each other’s breath. You both knew that you could never get any closer. Next to your son being born, this was the best feeling you would experience, being so intertwined with the man you loved.

……

A few hours later, Hal woke you. The room was nearly pitch black if not for the moonlight and the stars shining through the window. You blinked, your vision blurry and skewed, “Is it the baby?”

“No, no. He stirred a while ago, but I had him taken to the wet nurse, so he is fine.” Hal insisted in a hushed tone.

“Oh, well if he is alright, why did you wake me, my King?” you weren’t angry, you sat up in the bed, petting your handsome man on the head.

“Well, I was wondering if I could…” he spoke, but his tired eyes wandered down to your chest.

Hal had a wet nurse hired to feed Quentin. Your doctor said your condition after giving birth was too fragile to nurse him, and it was not customary for a royal woman to feed her own baby. But, your milk was in full supply because of the King.

It was your own little secret, just for the two of you. Late at night, he would free one of your breasts, or both, and place his warm lips around your nipple to drink some milk.

“Yes, go on, my love.” you answered, letting him nestle onto your lap, holding onto your breast after he bared it from your night dress.

Oh how it turned you on, the most powerful man in the country; tall, strong, and wise King Henry V submitting to you in the evening light to suckle your tits, kneading your breast hoping for more sweet nectar. It was satisfying to see him so subdued, so surrendered, his eyes glazing over as he got drunk on you.

You thought of stroking his big, royal cock, but maybe that would be too much for now. Maybe you could work up to it.

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