Fairy Tale Unhappy Ending/Black Forest/Bondage || Aphro up to you

[divine_streak]

Prince Flynn was as happy as could be. A month ago, while he was hunting in the black forest alone, he had come across someone else. This someone else just happened to be the tomboyish princess of a peaceful neighbouring kingdom, who also enjoyed being out in the woods but had to sneak out of the castle to partake in her hobby. The two of them had

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[healsforjustice]

Little did the occupants of the cottage know that they were being watched. From a high tree branch that overlooked the house, Amelia carefully perched right on the edge, eyes squinting in the dark in getting her aim just right. She only had one chance to catch the enemy by surprise, and she refused to take the risk of barrelling in for fear of what might happen to Flynn. This shot had to count, otherwise who knew what that witch would do

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(OOC: This post is perfect, don't you worry.)

Flynn looked around startled as the sorceress was struck by the ball of light, stumbling to his knees as the imps scampered off. He let out a relieved exclamation as the woman he loved rushed between him and his would-be captor. He had been so worried! Afraid that his love had been captured by the witch as well, but he should have known she'd be the one to come to his rescue.

As the witch fled, Flynn lifted his chin gratefully as she removed his gag.

"My love," he said, relief flooding his voice. "Thank goodness! I was afraid she may have already gotten to you."

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[ooc: Am glad to hear that. <3]

Tossing the rag that had been covering his mouth aside, Amelia set herself to the task of trying to figure out how exactly the ropes were supposed to come off. There were wrapped around Flynn rather tightly, so the sooner they came off, the better, even if once that happened she would need to deal with him being without clothes.

"No, I got held up back home. A good thing too, since I heard the report about that sorceress. She's been capturing a lot of men for black rituals." she explained, still struggling to try and get the bindings off. She did make a point of glancing up, showing her prince an apologetic look. "I'm sorry I worried you though."

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Flynn sorely wished he could hug his princess right now, but the rope still snugly held his arms against his body. He was resigned to simply giving his dearest Amelia a sweet smile, his eyes full of love and gratitude.

"You have nothing to apologize for," Flynn said softly. "You came here despite great risk to yourself and rescued me from a terrible fate. Were it not for you, I would be that Witch's prisoner by now, or worse. I owe you a debt that can never be repaid, one that I shall never stop trying to repay for as long as I live."

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Her focus on trying to free her prince was all that kept Amelia from flushing that much as he looked at her that way. It really did still make her go weak at the knees sometimes at how he could be so openly doting and romantic, not that she minded. It was certainly pleasant considering how some of her fathers advisors had suggested she was ladylike enough, or that her excitable demeanour scared off princes who were looking for a more reserved and quiet bride. It seems she had proved them wrong on both counts

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Flynn winced a bit from the warmth and proximity of the fire, though it did him no harm. His heart sank as she informed him of the properties of the rope. Sadly he had a faint idea. Before his love had come to his rescue, the witch had sad something in her gloating. Something about a perverse ritual that would make him her slave. And that the ropes would not come undone until they had 'done the act' meaning he would be in bondage either way.

"Amelia," he said suddenly, his face turning beet red. "I have an idea of how to remove the ropes... but you're not going to like it."

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As she dispersed the fireball in her hand, she turned her head to look up at the prince, blinking in confusion. Naturally being rather innocently minded, any such implication was lost on her. All that mattered was that there was a way to get rid of the ropes. How could she resent a solution that would help her untie him?

"That doesn't matter, you need to be freed and I'll do anything to get you out of these binds. Please, you can tell me, I won't get upset, I promise." she insisted, lips pursing into a pout as she waited for him to speak, those large blue eyes staring at his face in concern.

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Flynn couldn't help but smile at the helpfulness in his loves expression. His face lowered though, knowing that her earnestness wouldn't last.

"Before you came to save me," he said softly. "The witch told me her plans. She was going to turn me into her slave by dominating my soul in a ritual in which she.... made love to me."

He looked away, turning bright red. One reason these two were perfect for each toher was their complete inability to talk about something like that so casually.

"She also said that just the act was all that was needed to undo my bonds. That I would simply be passing from one form of bondage to another." Flynn looked up into his loves eyes, his own full of regret and sadness. "My love, if you truly wish to free me... then we'll have to consummate our love earlier than we promised."

[healsforjustice]

Indeed, their relationship could hardly be considered an irresponsible one. They hadn't done more than kiss up until now, and rather chastly at that, so the idea of having to go that far was enough to make Amelia's burn brightly as well

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Flynn was about to say something. He could tell this was troubling Amelia and he wanted to spare her from that as soon as possible. He was about to suggest they leave this place and go to one of their castles so one of the court wizards could find another way to undo his bonds. But before he could even open his mouth, Flynn found himself being lifted to his feet and led to the bed

[healsforjustice]

"Flynn..." she uttered softly, continuing to stroke his face as he leaned into the touch. Honestly, she had anticipated his agreement, but her heart still beat faster at his declaration. The way he could so easily speak like that, make her feel as if she was the most important treasure in the world. it always succeeded in making her feel special. That just about chased away any remain uncertainties remaining

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Flynn hummed happily into the kiss, closing his eyes and losing himself to it. He pressed himself into her touch, eager to feel more from his beloved princess, but also not wishing to rush things. The pace she was going suited the chaste Prince just fine, and his gentle body language proved this.

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Amelia whimpered softly on feeling his press into her, fingers tracing over more of his skin, moving down his body slowly and tenderly, hopeful he would get some pleasant feelings from it despite the rope in the way.

Parting from the kiss to take in air, she edged back a little, blushing profusely as her fingers wrapped around the hem of her tunic. Carefully, she tugged the garment over her head, then off completely, revealing her upper body clad in only her bra. Amelia might have been small, but she had curves that were worth admiring.

She made no move to strip further though, opting to draw things out and let Flynn feel more. Soon, she was kissing him again, arms wrapped around him as her hands carressed his back and shoulders. A few soft noises escaped into the kiss as she pressed up against him, humming at the sensation of their shared warmth coming together.

[divine_streak]

Indeed he did. Flynn felt the touch against his skin between the ropes, and he felt the love of the young woman touching him. He instinctively moved after her as she pulled away, but quickly came to his senses, smiling up at her.

But then she began to pull up her tunic and a look of surprise came over Flynn's face. He knew it had to happen. He knew that, but still it was quite something to see the woman he loved disrobe herself before him. It was exhilerating.

"Amelia," Flynn said as he watched her bare herself to him. As he took in the very pleasing sight of her half bare form, a smile came over his face. Even though they had no choice, Flynn was honored that his princess trusted him this much to expose herself to him. "You're beautiful."

And then she resumed the kiss and Flynn returned it with everything he had. There was the sound of the ropes straining as he tried desperately to return her affections. Instead he pressed himself into her as best as he could, wanting to bask inher warmth forever.

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Even though her eyes had shut due to some embarrassment as she stripped, she could feel his gaze on her. Between that and his words, it was surprising her face wasn't burning from her blush. Still, she smiled regardless, showing her appreciation in the love that poured into the kiss

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Flyn's first instinct with Amelia was always to protect and hold despite knowing she didn't need his protection, so he would be straining against those ropes no matter how fast she went.

When she lowered her hand to his, Flynn made no hesitation in grasping it, his grip full of gentle reassurance that he was with her every step of the way in this challenging first attempt at intimacy.

When she parted her lips though, he did hesitate. But only for a second. Slowly, as if unsure of whether he was doing it right, Flynn began to slip his tongue past her lips.