Between the Sheets

The King And I

A/N So I had this dream a couple of nights ago and I thought about sharing with you all. It's a little weird most of my dreams are so don't be hating. And it does have incest in it. But it has nothing to do with my family. All names and people in this story are made up as they were in my dream yes I dreamed them. Also, it might be a little long so I might end up making it into a story to its self later on. But first I will start on this one just in case it's not as long as I thought it will be. Please vote, comment, and shear. Thank you all.

P.S I really don't have a name for it yet so, for now, I will call it the King and I. Also if you can come up with a name for it to help out that would be nice just leave it in the comments and you will get credit for it. This name is just temporary It might be changed next week.

My family has always been one of them, close net families, where we did the whole family get-togethers. At Christmas, Thanksgiving, and other holidays. And we had the big family reunion where everyone in the family showed up and brought food. That's what kind of family we have, and what I was used to. But it didn't do justice that I was the third cousin of the King's son. We had grown up together, him only a year older than I had grown into a handsome young man that any girl would be lucky to have. At the age of fourteen, he was sent off to boarding school while I stayed home and learned how to take care of the castle. Just because I was kin to the next king in line didn't mean I was going to be sitting pretty nope, I had to do my shear at the castle just as my mother before me did.

I was the only child and after my mother had passed the king and queen had taken me in as their own, Not to rise me as theirs but to raise me as a servant girl. I often wounded if I had not of been family if they would have thrown me out on the streets after my mother passed. I knew better than that, my aunt and uncle loved me they just thought I needed what was it they called it oh yeah "better up bring than their own children" which they consider being spoil. They wanted me to be "Well rounded" they had told me once. I thought I was a pretty good person, I mean I'm no angel but who is. I went to a public school pay by the king and queen. I wore nice clothes bought by the king and queen. And I slept in a nice big room provided by the king and queen. My life wasn't a bad life so I had to do a little housework to earn my keep but that was living right.

They had two children besides the future king, they had a daughter she was much older than the both of us. And didn't really care for hanging around with "a bunch a kids" she told us once. So when we were younger it was Marcus and I together. We were two pea's in a pod my mom would say.

Marcus' 21st birthday was coming up and his father was stepping down from the throne making Marcus the King. It was the first day of spring and I could hear the people in the courtyard as I got up this morning.

I showered and dressed in a blue dress that matched the other dresses that I wore when I didn't have school. They where the dresses of a housemaid, I loved them though they were not like your average maid dress. They were made like sundresses that came down to my midthigh. I slipped into the little white flat shoes that I wear with them then head down to greet the others and start my day.

As I come to the foyer there's a knock on the door'

"I got it" I scream out to be heard throughout the house knowing that they probole didn't hear me in the back the house is that big I head to the big double doors. As I open them up I can't help but stare at the man in front of me. I know I should bow my head the prince but he doesn't look like the boy he was when he left. His tone upper body was more defined even in the white shirt he wore I could see his muscular sculpture. His khaki pants did very little to hid his toned legs and the huge bulge that I could clearly see between his defined legs. I gulp finding his shining green eyes once again.