𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑁𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑛

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Queen Anastasia wrote down the details for the decorations for a ball tonight since she was the hostess as well as her husband. The roses and calla lilies are purple and blue symbolizing the love and liberation that they both shared in their marriage. The floor was set in royal colors of red, ivory, and gold while the pillars and sculptures were revealed around the grass. Crystals chandeliers were everywhere so they shall be sparkling like the stars when the eyes reflected upon them all. From the pillars, there are hanging purple wisteria with a line of crystals and rhinestones around them. There will be lit lanterns floating upon the water while there will be the classical orchestra. Under the stars from the yard outside, it will be the most marvelous ball that ever opened in their home.

King George was holding their son in his arms while he was watching his wife, organizing the ball in hand. Enjoying every minute of her when she was serving her own duty to present the ball. He noticed how much she enjoyed hosting and decorating from her own creation. Each chef and baker showed all the food to her while she checked them. The food was served in both countries so they will show humanity at the ball. Just what he wanted to bring to the nation.

The king and queen united together to let their son rest in his crib, sleeping. Away from the servants' questions, running down the corridor laughing. Locking the door from the inside of her bedchamber, kissing passionately while invitations were addressing all the people in the ton including the Parliament. The invitations did not matter to them, what matters is their love to share together for a moment.

Her facing out in the distance, she can feel his fingers untying her gown and her corset. Kissing her neck while she arched her body as it purred greatly. Pulling all the clips from her hair to let all pieces relax on her shoulders, breathing softly as her eyes were drifting. When he kissed her neck one more time, she turned around to consume her kiss with him while she was pulling every part of his clothing without breaking their passion.

Hands ran through his chest slowly before landing on his shoulders. His hands reached below to grab her thighs to lift her up from the floor. Legs wrapped around his torso, holding on to him while he was carrying her to the bed. He laid her gently on the covering and the pillows. His lips kissed every part of her body, all over her and he spread all his love to her.

Her eyes, her cheeks, her neck, her chest, her breasts, her arm, her wrist, her stomach, her legs, and lastly her lips. His kisses tickled her which let out a giggle which he responded very well before he chuckled along with her. She rolled over him which she kissed over all of him in return as he moaned lightly. When she pulled her head up to let her lips consume a tender spot on his neck before reaching his manhood to let her inside her flower. Taking control of her position.

Her arms were under the back of his neck as they moaned and panted together. Their foreheads rested as their eyes, his hands were on her back. Pulling her head back as she moaned deeply while her hands were on his chest. His eyes looked at her which was full of lust and passion from the silhouette from the sunlight. Her breasts were bouncing as she was grinding faster.

She was moaning loudly to feel the hands caressing her breasts softly before the hands grabbed her shoulder to pull her down. Kissing hungrily while she continued on, their arms were wrapped together the enlightened passion was coming from their cores.

George and Anastasia moaned loudly together while her lips hovered over his lips until he gently pushed her to lay on her back. Giggling heartily until he returned the softened kiss. His hand grabbed hold of her left leg over his hip before returning their passion again. Faster and deeper while her right hand was grabbing hold of his left hand aside her head.

Swiftly, he was in control by turning her to lay on her side. His hand was on her hip before entering from the bottom. She squealed at the surprise when she lowered her eyes. His chest was on her back while she grabbed hold of the hand that was resting on her hip. Pulling it closer to her, kissing his fingers while he was consuming the passion deeper. His breathing was hotter on her neck while he was kissing from behind her ear, and on her cheek.

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