My Dark Jester

Private Affairs

{CW: Nudity and sexual content}

"Of course, my lady. Let me accompany you to your chambers and help you prepare for bed."  Moon offers his arm with a gallant flourish, guiding her towards her chambers. His voice is gentle, his steps measured as he supports her as a gentle helpline as they stroll through the dimly lit hallways of the castle. her dress feeling heavier than before, she struggles to walk straight as she tries to keep her back straight and her head high as she was taught but I was never so under such influence.
moons grip on her hand tightens slightly as he feels her stumble, his other arm wrapping around her waist to steady the clumsy princess. He pulls her closer, his voice whispering words of encouragement in your ear. "Steady, my lady. Almost there. Just a few more steps." he speaks as he looks around for anyone who might see this as anything other than what it was a soft moan escapes her lips the touch of him bringing her both strength and pleasure she struggled to hide from him.
"Mmmmm.." her soft moan causing Moon to almost crumble himself as they reach her chambers, he quietly enters with her and sits her down on the edge of her large purple satin bed.
    He helps her to sit down on the edge of the bed, his hand lingering on her waist a moment longer than necessary, savoring the warmth of her body.
    "There you go, my lady. You're safe now."
     as her eyes wander around my room she gazes at the bath that was drawn for her after the meal "Oh... right... I must've forgotten I asked to have my bath drawn after my meal" she giggles at her foolishness
     he chuckles softly, shaking his head playfully. "Ah, I see. The drink has addled your wits a little, hasn't it? Not that I can blame you, my lady. It's been a long day." his tone was nervous.
        "It's quite inviting though...I turn to him feeling the bravery of a lioness will you help me out of my corset... a bath would sober me" she explained, a soft blush painted on her cheeks
    moons eyes widen slightly at the request "m...my lady I... should I fetch a lady servant for such matters?" he insists shakily.
   she giggles again "Oh... of course you can... I was just giving you the option." she tones seductive.
      his face brightens up, a mischievous grin appearing on his lips. "Oh? Well, in that case... perhaps it would be wise not to disturb them at this hour!" He approaches leans closer carefully undoing the laces of her tight corset, his fingers lingering on her skin.
she bit her dark red wine-tinted lips as he unfastened her corset from the front unweaving her from her bids.
his eyes lock onto hers as to be respectful, his gaze intense as he continues to undress you, his fingers brushing against her pale skin, sending shivers down her spine. "You know, my lady... I've always found that a midnight bath can be quite... refreshing," he adds a bit shyly trying to make light of the intimate situation.
    the wine was causing her desires to slip as she nodded "I may need someone to watch over me." she said looking into his deep scarlet eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and the thought of being alone with her as she bathed sent his mind racing. He nods eagerly, doing his best to remain professional.
     "Are you quite... certain you want me in here as you bathe?" his tone coded in deep concern.
        "of course... who else would keep me from harm at this hour of need? I know my needs often annoy my servants at this time of night I try not to burden them in their slumber... you are here tho." she insists. his face flushes slightly, his deep crimson eyes sparkling with amusement and something more. He bows his head, his voice low and husky. "a..as you wish...I am at your service, my lady. Always."
       "Good," she says in satisfaction, her head felt heavy from the drink, but her want to tease him was more intoxicating than the wine as she stood before him letting her dress drop around her soft ankles standing there in nothing but sheer white panties.
    his breath catches in his throat, his eyes widening at the sight of her standing there undressed. He can feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he clenches his fists tightly to try and keep himself under control. she watches his gaze lower to her large pale breasts and soft pink nipples
            "my what the list of secrets we are bound together with." she teases softly as she stumbles to the bath. his eyes follow her, watching as she moves towards the bath. He could see her exposed form, the trimmed ginger mons through the soft sheer panties, and he swallowed hard, trying to suppress the surge of desire that washed over him.           "Indeed." he agrees as she steps next to the tub tugging the waistband of her delicate panties letting them fall to the floor as he gazes quickly at her bare ass displayed for him before swiftly stepping into the warm water.
        "my lady... I..." he struggled to find words for such an occasion his eyes were glued to her body as she stepped into the bath, lingering on her naked curves and the way the water rippled over her soft skin. He can feel his cock growing hard in his breeches, straining against the fabric as he tries to maintain his composure.
       the tips of her long red curls swirl in the water like red seaweed "Yes moon?" she questions softly her breasts moving in the warm water as she breathes. he takes a step closer to the bath. his eyes fixed on her chest as it rises and falls and his arousal grows with each passing moment.
       "I... I must see to your hair, my lady. It's quite... tangled." he announces grabbing her brush and weaving it through her soft red locks his hands move deftly through her hair, gently working out the tangles as he stands beside the bath. His fingers graze her scalp, sending shivers down her spine as he works his magic. His gaze never leaves her, his eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. such movements caused her to let an indecent moan which expelled from her lips as he continued. he couldn't help but smile at the sound of her moan, his fingers pausing for a moment before resuming their sensual ministrations. He leans closer, his face inches from her ear, his gears almost vibrating with excitement. "My lady... you have such a lovely sound..."
      she can feel her heat burn as she sits in the water. she took a clean rag and lathered it in jasmine and lavender soap. he watches, transfixed, as she lathers the rag, his eyes drawn to the gentle curves of her breasts and the way the water caresses her skin. He can smell the sweet aroma of the soap, mingling with her natural scent. she washed her arms and chest softly, the steaming water now soapy.
"Will you grab my hair wash from the cabinet?" she whispered
       "as you wish," he responded, his gaze never leaving hers as he retrieved the hair wash from the cabinet and carefully poured the fragrant liquid over her hair, massaging it into the strands with his fingers. "Let me do this for you, my lady" he insists. he scrubs her red hair softly lathering it in soap and oils. his fingers working through each tangle, gently yet firmly massaging the fiery strands. The rich lather bubbles between his fingers, and the sweet smell of jasmine fills the air.
       "do you like this sent... I often use Lavender the most ... I feel Jasmine is a more rich and mature sent." She states trying to make conversation. he pauses, savoring the scent of the jasmine as it clings to his fingers. He leans in, inhaling deeply, his nose brushing against your temple.
       "Mmmm, it's intoxicating, my lady... Rich and seductive. A scent fit for a queen." he agreed enjoying each moment as she rubbed her soapy hands over her breasts. he looks down in awe from above still massaging her scalp. his mind suddenly filled with the image of those soapy mounds fitting perfectly in his hands. He bites his lip, fighting off the urge to make that fantasy a reality. As she lowers her hands down her body under the soapy water over her soft tummy lower and lower... just to tease him. he can't help but admire her form and actions, his eyes glued to the soapy wonders. He swallows hard, feeling a familiar stirring in his loins.
           "Oh, my lady... What are you doing to me?..please... don't..." he begs in a pleading tone, his mind swirling with indecent thoughts. she washes her legs keeping them closed as she continues to soak in the water however he can still peak at her wet trimmed mound in the water as she lowers herself fully submerged underwater to rinse her hair. He swallows hard again, his thoughts wandering in a very inappropriate direction for a jester as she lifts back up from the tub her hair dripping water down her form. He tries to discreetly adjust himself, shifting the growing hardness in his breeches.
       "i... I'm ready for my towels," she announces. he nods eagerly, happy to have an excuse to look away for a moment. He quickly grabs two large towels from a nearby rack, trying to keep his eyes focused anywhere except on her. He turns back to holding them out for her in silent disbelief at this whole situation. she rings out her long hair and wraps it securely on her head as she steps out of the bath. he body soaked and my skin soft as silk. his eyes widen as he takes in the sight of her standing there, water droplets glistening on bare skin. He can see the gentle curves of her body especially the rosy hue of her nipples. She takes the other towel softly pats her skin and looks up at him smiling softly as she wraps it around her body now covered once again.
the moon is caught off guard by her gentle smile and soft eyes. He suddenly realizes that he's been staring at her like an idiot and he blushes furiously, stammering out his words.    "your father will have my head for this."
       "He will be none the wiser." she consoled him and her eyes filled with honesty and for a moment, all the joking and jesting fell away. He sees the sincerity in her eyes and feels a deeper connection. He steps closer, his heart racing.
        "I know, my lady... But this is wrong. I'm your servant, not-" he was about to speak of his feelings and desires for her.
       "I only asked for your assistance in my time of overdrinking... nothing impure about that," she says slipping a pair of purple panties on under her towel, he looks away, his eyes softening. He can see the genuine innocence in her expression.
        "you're right, my lady. I apologize. *
      "do I make you uncomfortable? I didn't wish to cause you discomfort!" her mind sobering and hopeful that he didn't feel forced into such labors. he is taken aback by such a question, his cheeks flushing as he looks back at her. He knows that he has to be honest, even if it means admitting something uncomfortable.
      "N-no, my lady. You don't make me uncomfortable." he in truth wanted nothing more than to take her right here... right now...but knew much better for she was a princess of purity and she was also under the influence of an aged elixir. She sighed in relief.
        "I'm glad... I was afraid I'd made a bad decision... would you please assist me in finding my purple nightgown." she requests. she can tell by his mannerisms that he is being overly cautious, but he can't help it. He wants to make sure she is comfortable and safe.
"Very well, my lady. I'll just... um..." He unfolds the delicate sheer nightgown and carefully slips it over her head as he sits on the edge of the bed, it clings to the slight dampness of her pale skin which his gaze lingers on taking in every detail in the sheer material. He swallows hard, forcing himself to look away as he takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself.  "..should I take my leave now.. your highness?" he asks timidly.
"if you wish... I will not stop you but you are welcome to stay." she offers laying down on the bed her breath slow and calm. his pupils dilating slightly as he takes in the invitation. He hesitates for a moment, his face a mixture of uncertainty and longing. Then, with a quiet clearing of his throat, he nods slowly.
"I'll... stay." he agrees laying beside her keeping a respectful distance from her soft body. face flushes a deep shade of crimson as he stares at you, his eyes wide with surprise and... something else. She smiles softly as her heart races knowing he can see her through my nightgown
"only if it pleases you," she says placing her head on the pillow, she lies on her side, gazing at him as he watches her skin glowing in the soft candlelight. his own heart begins to race as he sees how sheer her nightgown is, leaving little to his imagination. She feels a wave of protection from his presence. his eyes linger on her face, drinking in every detail - the soft curves of her cheeks, the gentle rise, and fall of her breasts beneath the thin fabric, the dark lashes fanning across her cheeks as she shuts her eyes
"I find myself drawn to you my jester," she admits sleepily, his breath catching in his throat. He feels a spark of hope ignites within him, a sense that perhaps, just perhaps, you might see him as more than just a jesting fool.
a blush rushes through her face from both his impure gaze and the wine.
"My lady..." his voice is barely above a whisper. He reaches out, his hand trembling slightly as he gently brushes a strand of hair from your face. "I think it best if you sleep... the wine may be causing you to say such things that are... unbecoming of a princess." his tone heavy with sorrow.
"stay as long as you like... but it may be wise to return to your couriers before sunrise," she advise softly her mind heavy with sleep as she keeps her eyes closed.
he smiles softly at such kindness, though his heart aches at the thought of leaving her side. "Thank you, my lady. I will take my leave soon before the sun begins to rise..." he promised as sleep found her and rested peacefully knowing he was there as her protector. He lays vigilantly beside her, his hands to himself in longing, as the silence of the night wraps around them both.
Moon's gaze shifts to her sleeping form and he finds himself enchanted by the sight, a warmth spreading through his chest. He cherishes this precious moment with her, knowing it may be the only one he will have. he eventually takes his leave before the sun rises to rest in his bed as he lays there he touches himself to the visions of her naked body wet and exposed to him.