Hugfia's 30 Day OTP Challenge

Day Seventeen: Making Out

Princess Sofia is having trouble sleeping so Prince Hugo decides to tire his fiance out with kisses.

“Go to bed Sofia.” Prince Hugo mumbled tiredly.

“I am in bed, you go to bed.” Princess Sofia retorted playfully, eyes examining Hugo's sleepy face. His eyes were closed and his thick eyebrows are scrunched in annoyance. The Princess was moving around too much in bed, Sofia knew, but she also couldn’t help that she was just not sleepy.

So who gets to deal with an energetic Sofia? The lucky man Hugo does.

“Mmm.. I am in bed.” Prince Hugo parroted Sofia while shifting to a more comfortable position, voice rough from being on the verge of unconsciousness.

Princess Sofia kept looking at him. The dull shade of circles under his ever so slightly puffy eyes being a testament to his drowsiness. The faint lines on his strong brows were visible, but not enough muscle used to show the lines on his forehead.

Princess Sofia scooted closer to Prince Hugo, hearing his breathing hitch for a second. She pressed her soft lips against the tip of his straight, modestly wide nose. Hugo groaned childishly when Sofia did this, but made zero effort to move.

So she continued.

Two more pecks to his nose and her lips moved to his own. They were naturally pursed, but not so much where one would notice it from a close distance, only if they paid attention very, very closely. His lips seemed a bit dry, going hours without anything to soften them.

Not that he used any.

Princess Sofia pecked his lips, pulling back and awaiting any reaction.

... He didn’t react. Hm. Next.

Sofia planted her lips against his chin this time, notably at the dip of his chin and going along his defined jawline a little. Pulling away, she noticed a few blemishes there and a tiny scratch that’s somewhat difficult to see.

Participating in Flying Derby has done wonders to her skin and Hugo's, so much that she only sees him breakout whenever he’s under too much stress, which is very rarely. Thankfully so.

Even if Prince Hugo was under stress, he didn’t breakout much. However, it was her only indication that allows Princess Sofia to know that Hugo had a rough week. The Prince didn’t show it through expression, he always refused to do so, but his skin said it all.

Once she kissed Hugo's flat chin again and he didn’t move, Sofia decided to just go ahead and go for the lips once more. If Hugo was truly asleep she'd stop, but his soft breathing gave him away. Princess Sofia moved to peck his lips, but instead of waiting to see his reaction, she closed her eyes and kept kissing him. Sofia's lips didn’t move away from his, she stayed in that same, exact spot and kept pecking him; humming with each kiss she gave and feeling his bottom lip jitter a bit.

One kiss.

Another.

One more.

Anothe- Prince Hugo nipped her.

“Mmph! Hey..”

Princess Sofia pulled back, about to pout at him until she saw his face. Sofia held back a giggle threatening to come up. Prince Hugo was nearly glaring at her with the best ‘The fuck do you want?’ look.

“You asked for it.” Hugo said gravelly, his folded, half-lidded blue eyes staring intently at his fiance. The soft, messy-haired man moved an arm to prop himself up on his elbow, his eyesight clearing upon staring down at Princess Sofia as she mimicked his movement.

“I just want a goodnight kiss from you, Hugo. Please..?” Princess Sofia asked as sickeningly sweet and soft as she can.

Prince Hugo breathes in, then sighs in defeat, dark irises averting and feigning pondering. “Since you said please..” Hugo moved now, pushing himself closer to Princess Sofia, noting how much she tried to mask her giddiness, but failed almost miserably. Hugo fought off a smile at how adorable Princess Sofia looked.

Hugo places a rough hand under Sofia's chin and jaw, bringing her in for a gentle brush of his lips against her own, before he amorously presses them together. Princess Sofia happily returned the kiss, the two of them sitting there for seconds just giving light, downy pecks to each other.

Princess Sofia hummed excitedly. This was it! That’s all she really wanted. Just to play with him for a bit, get him to play with her, then go to sleep. Tomorrow morning: she'll make herself wake up early to cook him breakfast for bed as an apology, maybe put some berries in the pancakes, especially since he found some juicy berries earlier this evening and-

“Oh!”

Sofia was suddenly shoved onto her back, mind quickly registering that Prince Hugo was above her with an evil glint in his eyes. She gulped.

Uh oh.

Sofia smiled up at him nervously, flustered at his assertiveness. She opened her mouth to say something, but as soon as she did, Prince Hugo took advantage of the opportunity and deepens the kiss. His tongue pushed easily past her lips, finding her tongue and toying around with it. He explored Princess Sofia's mouth with an unwavering sense of dominance, as if he was claiming her for his own all over again.

Princess Sofia closed her eyes and tried to fight back against that dominance, tongue rolling and pressing against Hugo's with uncertainty, head moving slowly with his. It didn’t take very long for him to overcome her, hearing Sofia's muffled whine of defeat as Prince Hugo pulled away. Princess Sofia's lips felt wet and puffy, her cheeks heated as Hugo licked his lips and breathed heavily, catching his breath.

Prince Hugo didn’t wait for Sofia to fully catch hers however, not as he dipped down and caught her lips within his own again. The kiss only becomes more passionate after he elicits a muffled moan out of her. Hugo moves away occasionally to breathe a little, tongue still dancing in circles with hers, then he lowers his mouth sensually against Sofia's again.

Prince Hugo uses both of his hands to move hair out of Sofia's face, and rests his palms on both sides of her head, holding you loosely. Princess Sofia couldn’t fathom as to why he does this, but to Hugo, he wanted to gaze at all of her. Princess Sofia's head, her eyes, her wet lips, nose, and forehead. Hugo stops and plants a kiss there, then goes back shamelessly ravaging Sofia's mouth again.

Loud, wet smooches filled the room and her ears like ear candy, the occasional, erotic smack only amplifying the need to make-out with Prince Hugo longer. It felt like he was seducing her, which he is, but it was the kind of seduction that would probably drain her soul completely if the two didn’t stop. Princess Sofia's mind went dizzy and fuzzy, her hands coming up to grasp desperately at Hugo's arms for security, it felt like she was going to fall part at any moment.

Prince Hugo nipped and bit gently at Sofia's top lip, then sucked ever so slightly at her bottom lip, and finally practically shoving his tongue down her throat. Princess Sofia was overwhelmed by his pressure, legs trembling and rubbing together in a needy manner, tiny moans being forced out of her by Prince Hugo. One, random groan from Prince Hugo and she was practically on fire.

Hugo removes himself from the smooches, a thin trail of Princess Sofia's saliva mixed with his appearing, then breaking the connection. His loving, but lustful glare fixates on her, as the two lovebirds breathed heavily. “You like using that mouth so damn much.” Prince Hugo's arm went to the waistband of his pajama pants, an obvious tent there as his hand tugged on the band. Princess Sofia's eyes widened a little timidly, thighs pressing together with heat when Prince Hugo murmured his next words, the idea of breakfast in bed being thrown out the window.

“Why don’t you c’mere and put it to some use?”