Kings and Queens

"Ever done it with a peasant?" He asked towering over me, his chest blocking my vision of the sun.

"Ever done it with a prince?" I asked.

"No, but we can change that."

"Can we? My father would flip if he found out."

"Screw that bastard, love is love and he can't change that."

"But, what if he's right. What if I am just confused?"

"OK, tell me Noah, does this turn you on?" He removed his clothes revealing his naked body.

"Yes," I sighed, "why is this so hard."

"It doesn't have to be."

"How," I placed my head on my knees, "it's hopeless."

"It's easy, I'll guide you through it, don't be scared, I'll always be here."

Changing POV

"You're cute for a peasant." I said to the worried girl.

"O-Oh. Thank you, your highness!" She bowed as she said.

"I always get what I want, and now, I want you."

"P-Princess, I have to tailor the gowns for your upcoming wedding."

"I already have someone handling that. I also have a clear schedule." I couldn't stop my hand from sliding down her scared, porcelain face to her waist, where it stayed. "Maybe you should help me fill my schedule. The princess hates being bored."