Trust is a dangerous thing

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Above is StrawberryBoi 'a fan art that he drew for me, ITS AMAZING and there are lots others if you look inside his book ❤️ I used his drawing above of Dec it write the first few scenes ❤️

Look at Dec's cute lil flower!! 😍

I was so comfy when I first woke up. I didn't open my eyes and I didn't ever want to again. I was wrapped up in a blanket and lying on something warm and firm. The blanket hugged around me like strong arms...

Atleast that's what I thought until I realised that strong arms actually were wrapped around me along with a warm blanket.

My eyes flickered open and rested on a thick bicep, draped securely around my thin torso. As they explored further, I found myself staring down at a firm chest and toned abs. I swallowed thickly as something possessed me to let my gaze drift to follow the happy trail of dark hair down towards the hem of the Princes trousers.

I burst of panic flooded me. Why would I even do that?! I blushed deeply, not understanding at all what I was feeling. My belly felt all warm and sparkily... it was scary because I couldn't control it.

Suddenly, i was distracted as I noticed a hand absently stroking through my hair and found myself purring slightly at the sensation.

Ummmm... I really liked him playing with my hair.

The vibrations of his deep chuckle oscillated through my very being and made me giggle softly in amusement as it tickled my core.

"Morning sunshine." I peaked up at him and wriggled closer so I could stay tucked in his arms.

I yawned, tugging the blanket around me tighter while Ant pulled me closer and let his nose trail through my sandy-brown hair.

My position was comfortable and although he didn't show it I suspected Ant's was less so. His back was leant on a tree allowing him to watch the waterfall rush down the jagged rocks. I was situated between his legs, curled tightly against his body to keep warm. I thought back to what I remembered: we were in the pool- that must have been a while beforehand because the sun had come up properly by then and was as strong as ever- I was still shirtless like before but my body was circled in Bambi's saddle blanket which was a lot softer than I'd imagined.

I remember falling asleep in the water and blushed when I realised I must've been asleep for a long time to cause the Prince to move us from the water.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked, Ant looked up to read the position of the sun.

"About 3 hours. You were really sleepy."

"'m sorry." I mumbled shyly, hiding my face in his neck as he continued stroking through my hair. Everytime his hand lifted from my head, to start the process again I felt cold, lost and desperate for his touch.

I'd already become addicted it.

Nobody had ever shown me that kind of affection apart from the village Nanny but she had almost 15 kids to look after so it was only if I grazed my knee or the other kids were being mean that she paid me any mind. I was an orphan so was less important in her eyes because no parent would come to complain about my lack of attention but she did sometimes just hold me on her lap and read to me which were the fondest memories of my childhood.

As soon as I was 5 I was put to work and can't remember ever being held so tenderly since. I'd never thought the Prince would be the first person to give me the affection I'd unknowingly craved but now I'd tasted it I didn't ever want to lose it.

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