Farquaad's First Time

Apology Excepted... On one condition

Farquaad's POV
I awake from my seemingly prolonged slumber which was beneficial because today was the day. After four years of summoning the courage to complete this task, I was finally prepared.

I arrived at the swamp a bit early. Onion in hand, I trotted up to the door and banged loudly. He opened on the third knock. It had been exactly four years since I rejected Shrek after his divorce with Fiona. And even back then when I was all anti-ogre, I still felt guilty about declining the invitation to fuel up his libido. After all, it wasn't his fault the DNA test traced back to Fiona being his sister. Must have been rough on their family. I had planned a speech and was now about to apologize with this peace offering.

SHREK'S POV
Lord Farquaad?!? What is he doing in my swamp? He seemed so hearty and authentic, unlike usual. Something was up, thus I listened closely to his sweet explanation. "Hello, Shrek. It's been a while, much too long if you ask me. I've come here to apologize for my foolish behavior all those years ago and the tru-" I see a single tear drip off his steaming cheek.

"Shh.. Shh... Shh...." I gently cut him off, suspecting I knew what he came here for. Running my fingers through his pitch black and silky hair, I whisper softly into his ear, "It's okay, it's okay, you can make up for it in bed..."

He glanced up at me, his face now a flowing river, caressed my chin with both hands and began to kiss passionately. Our tongues dance around in an elegant display. Twirling around his mouth feels so good, my tongue brushes against his pearl white teeth. "Mmm..mm" His lusty moan causes me to shove the onion up his mouth as a socket. He's gasping for air, but I'm not gonna let him have it that easy.
I'm the governing ogre from here on out...