Day 29, Impossible Dreams, Elizabeth: The Golden Age, Elizabeth I/Walter/Bess Throckmorton, R
Title: Impossible Dreams
Author: joanne_c
Fandom: Elizabeth: The Golden Age
Pairing/character: Queen Elizabeth i/Bess Throckmorton/Walter Raleigh
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Characters and situations are copyright the makers and powers that be behind the movie Elizabeth: The Golden Age, not me.
Bess Throckmorton loved Walter Raleigh. She also loved her Queen, and even more so, she loved Elizabeth, the woman behind the political figure of the Queen.
If the woman Bess loved were anyone but the Queen, they could make things work, in some manner. There could be visits and time spent alone, and so many stolen moments.
But it was foolish to think of it. Elizabeth was the Queen and that would never change. Bess didn't even want it to, she just wished that she could have Elizabeth and Walter in her life.
In her moments alone, before she would sleep, Bess would think about what that could be like. The visions were so erotic, she would touch her cunny, feeling the lips grow swollen as she flushed with desire, until she reached the inevitable peak of pleasure.
Walter, bending her over a table and taking her, hard and fast and not in the gentle way he usually took her.
Elizabeth, kneeling for her, licking between her legs, that secret nub she'd helped Bess discover dancing on Elizabeth's tongue. Bess was usually the one on her knees, though she had felt Elizabeth's mouth before.
Walter, watching as Elizabeth and Bess played. Stroking his prick and showering them with his seed as he came. That one made Beth flutter.
Beth pleasuring Elizabeth's cunny with her mouth as Walter mounted her from behind and rode her hard.
Elizabeth strapping on a false phallus and taking Bess as Walter took her most secret place. Even, perhaps, Elizabeth taking Walter as he drove into Bess's cunny. Walter had told her of the way sailors relieved the tension of being on a ship for so long... it had fascinated Bess, though she had pretended merely to understand, and to assure Walter that it didn't make her look at him differently.
Bess had never asked to take Elizabeth with the false phallus - it wasn't her place - but her mind took her there, nevertheless, imagining Elizabeth under her.
She even thought of Walter, tied down and at her mercy as she showed him just how much she'd liked those stories of his.
Bess knew she would have to make a decision - and what that decision would be. She would marry Walter - she loved him and she would only waste away to an old maid if she stayed with the Queen - no matter how wonderful the Queen's touches were.
Yet, deep in Bess's mind, she wished there was a way for her to have both Walter and Elizabeth.
At least she could always have them both in her dreams.
Author: joanne_c
Fandom: Elizabeth: The Golden Age
Pairing/character: Queen Elizabeth i/Bess Throckmorton/Walter Raleigh
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Characters and situations are copyright the makers and powers that be behind the movie Elizabeth: The Golden Age, not me.
Bess Throckmorton loved Walter Raleigh. She also loved her Queen, and even more so, she loved Elizabeth, the woman behind the political figure of the Queen.
If the woman Bess loved were anyone but the Queen, they could make things work, in some manner. There could be visits and time spent alone, and so many stolen moments.
But it was foolish to think of it. Elizabeth was the Queen and that would never change. Bess didn't even want it to, she just wished that she could have Elizabeth and Walter in her life.
In her moments alone, before she would sleep, Bess would think about what that could be like. The visions were so erotic, she would touch her cunny, feeling the lips grow swollen as she flushed with desire, until she reached the inevitable peak of pleasure.
Walter, bending her over a table and taking her, hard and fast and not in the gentle way he usually took her.
Elizabeth, kneeling for her, licking between her legs, that secret nub she'd helped Bess discover dancing on Elizabeth's tongue. Bess was usually the one on her knees, though she had felt Elizabeth's mouth before.
Walter, watching as Elizabeth and Bess played. Stroking his prick and showering them with his seed as he came. That one made Beth flutter.
Beth pleasuring Elizabeth's cunny with her mouth as Walter mounted her from behind and rode her hard.
Elizabeth strapping on a false phallus and taking Bess as Walter took her most secret place. Even, perhaps, Elizabeth taking Walter as he drove into Bess's cunny. Walter had told her of the way sailors relieved the tension of being on a ship for so long... it had fascinated Bess, though she had pretended merely to understand, and to assure Walter that it didn't make her look at him differently.
Bess had never asked to take Elizabeth with the false phallus - it wasn't her place - but her mind took her there, nevertheless, imagining Elizabeth under her.
She even thought of Walter, tied down and at her mercy as she showed him just how much she'd liked those stories of his.
Bess knew she would have to make a decision - and what that decision would be. She would marry Walter - she loved him and she would only waste away to an old maid if she stayed with the Queen - no matter how wonderful the Queen's touches were.
Yet, deep in Bess's mind, she wished there was a way for her to have both Walter and Elizabeth.
At least she could always have them both in her dreams.