"Aly, would you stop for a minute?" Sampson asks the blonde as she giggles loudly running away from him.
"If you want me, come and get me." she sings as she runs through the grass field.
It had been three weeks since the wedding and the couple was very much still in the honeymoon phase.
They haven't left each other's side and are now enjoying a day to themselves away from royal duties.
Sampson decided to surprise his wife to a picnic.
They had finished their food and were sipping on some wine when Alessandra decided to run off feeling extra playful today.
Sampson chases after her and eventually grabs onto her from the back pulling her towards him.
She pretends to struggle to break free, continuing to laugh at the whole situation.
"Trying to run away from me?" he questions raising an eyebrow.
"No." she beams.
"Really?" he asks again.
The blonde shakes her head indicating a yes.
"And why would you want to run away from me?" Sampson questions.
"Well I needed to prepare myself for later." she answers.
"What's happening later?" the prince asks.
"Oh..you know, just some fun festivities this evening." she replies.
"And where will these festivities be taking place. This is the first time I'm hearing about them." he asks.
"Our bedroom." Alessandra says suggestively.
"You do like dressing up for me." Sampson beams.
Alessandra playfully pushes him back, "No I like dressing up for myself."
"Since when did my sweet Aly get violent?" Sampson jokes.
"Your sweet Aly?" Alessandra questions in fake challenge.
"Yes. You are mine and I'm yours. No?" Sampson states.
"Yes." Alessandra whispers, studying his face.
Sampson brings his lips down to meet hers in a soft kiss.
The kiss quickly turns passionate.
Sampson moves them so that the blonde's back would hit the tree shielding her body from anyone who might happen to pass by.
His hand slowly moves underneath her dress, inching closer to her more private area.
"Sampson." Alessandra speaks.
"No one will come unless we call them too." he reassures her knowing what she is thinking in her pretty head.
"Are you sure?" she questions, losing her breath due to the neck kisses Sampson was placing on her.
"Yes." he hums, continuing to suck on her neck.
"Oh my god." she gasps as Sampson slides his finger in.
After the couple had finished their 'festivities' they decided to make their way back to the place.
Grayson is standing ready with the carriage for the two along with the other guards.
He smiles seeing Alessandra but drops it when he takes in the look of her.
The blonde looks put together but not nearly as put together as she usually does or how she looked when the couple first went into the field which signaled him in on the fact that Sampson and her must have been up to more than just a picnic.
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A Rose and A Thron
FantasyAfter the recent death of her mother, Princess Alessandra is requested back to court to be with her father. She has spent years apart from him so she is less than thrilled to be reunited. What she doesn't know though is that he has an ulterior moti...
