HBC + character One Shots!

- Princess Margaret | All at once p3 (NSFW)

P3!!

I'm not gonna stall, let's get into it!
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-"Take me to your bedroom and you might find out.."

For the third time this evening she chuckled, the sound made me tingle again. Soon, she whispered back.

"Might? ...alright then Ms.."

Her body gracefully glided off of mine and stood up, making me miss her weight on top of me already. She bent down, keeping eye contact as she carefully picked up her heels, touching my bare knee in the process...

She's gonna her back for that teasing..

The heels slid onto her feet perfectly, like the glass slipper for a Cinderella, but this woman was already a princess, and she needed no prince.

She tip toed to the door, making sure to dust her dress off a little before looking back at me. I had not left the sofa yet, my mind was still processing what just left my mouth.. what was just on my mouth.. or who.. I-

"Are you coming y/n?"

(I mean... I hope so, but that's up to the future me...)

My body arose from the sofa, trying to un-wrinkle my dress, her eyes following the movement. Forwards was the only way I could go, my feet leading me to her.

The Princess was rather short when we stood up, it felt odd for her to be so dominant from such an eye-level. Though now, her eyes weren't watching me, but rather my lips and neck.

She had a look of mischief that tinted in her eyes. My hand reached for my neck, feeling how a certain spot of my throat felt suddenly sore, like a bruise.

"Not being very careful now are we Princess?"

Her eyes snapped back to mine, though if it was out of mistake that she had been staring or that simple word, I don't know.

"F-Follow me, keep quiet..."

Her exterior faltered at the nickname, this might be easier than I first thought... Not that I was thinking of fucking her the moment I arrived here.

"Anything for you ma'am."

As fast as lightning her eyes moved from me, her cheeks reddening slightly, not that I had much time to see it before she rang a bell to call for service. Soon the door opened and two men appeared at the doorway.

They both looked at Princess Margaret, paying me no mind. Margaret stood steady and went to speak up.

"Tell my sister that I'm using the spare room tonight and that I'm not to be disturbed, that's all."

The men bowed their upper bodies towards the Princess and moved out of the way so that she could leave.

"Yes your highness."

With a powerful walk she passed them, paying them no more mind. I followed quickly behind her and did not once look behind me. If I was to openly socialize with a royal, I had to act like I deserved to do so.