Lady Narcisse.

Lunch

Tw:"contains scenes of a sexual nature that some viewers may find distressing".
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Stephane was sitting in his study with a book when he glanced over to the portrait he had of himself and Catherine on their wedding day "wow we were so young" he said with a soft chuckle and put the book down. He then paused for a moment to reminisce on one of the best days of his life. He thought back to how nervous he was when he asked Catherine to run away with him, to marry him and give up the chance to be queen of France. He remembered the way she touched his chest for a moment when he stammered with nerves. He remembered seeing her face light up when he got down on one knee by the tree where they had shared their first kiss. He gently put a finger on his lip as he recalled kissing her at their wedding ceremony. He didn't remember half of what the priest had said, he was never much good with Latin anyway. He remembered Catherine discreetly holding his shaking hand as they exchanged vows.

While he was deep in thought Catherine entered the room to tell him that lunch was ready. "Penny for your thoughts?" she asked and sat on his lap. "They're worth far more than that" he chuckled softly and kissed her very gently. She returned the kiss and played with his hair. "I was just thinking back to the day we got married" he said with a happy sigh. "I do recall an innocent boy fumbling around with trying to untie my dress" she teased and kissed his nose. "Well I've gotten plenty of practice over the years" he teased back and wriggled his nose at her kiss. "I quite enjoyed the part when you held me in yours arms and told me that I was perfect" Catherine said softly. In truth she had been quite insecure that night. She worried that he wouldn't like what he saw when she was undressed, she worried that she wouldn't be able to sufficiently arouse him to consummate but with every kiss and compliment he gave her she felt so loved, so safe, so wanted.

"I had the hottest piece of ass in all of France all to myself, of course I'd say anything to keep you" he teased and placed a kiss on her neck before tickling her. "Stephane" she squealed at his tickles before gently slapping his chest. "If you're going to be bold, I'll have lunch with the children and you can have a time out" she said as sternly as she could through giggles. She then began to move her hips to tease her husband. "Hmmm...."he said and kissed her neck. "Hmmm?" she moaned very softly at his kisses and continued to move her hips until she felt a bulge. "Silly old me" she said with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes and got up. "The soup is going cold" she said dusted off her dress. Stephane glanced at the bulge at his crotch "oh you're such a tease" he said with a dramatic sigh. "How about you sort yourself out and think of me now..." Catherine began and approached him. "And when the kids go to bed I'll give you special kisses in special places?" she whispered in his ear and ran her hand from his chest to his crotch. She gave him a little squeeze, grinning to herself as he moaned "oh Catherine" and she then headed back to the kitchen like nothing had happened. She quite enjoyed the power she had over her husband and in truth the power that he had over her.

After about ten minutes and a change of clothes, Stephane joined his family for lunch in the garden. He quite liked how far they were from court. While the children played on the lawn, he lay back on the picnic blanket and looked up at the sky. Catherine joined her husband and layed her head on his chest. "Thank you for lunch" he said and placed a tender kiss on her forehead before playing with her hair. "You're welcome snuggles" she said softly back and closed her eyes. The happy couple spent the afternoon in the garden with their children, playing games and eating too many strawberries.

Dt- Kirstin and Elle