A Story From Zinnia

Part 31: The Difficulty of Being a Princess

3 Days Later

"Xavier's... Honey, wake... Let's wake–"

"Hmm– in five minutes.... I'm still sleepy."

The morning sun had already peeked at these two couples through their bedroom window. The weather in Zinnia in the morning is quite cloudy, although there is no sign of rain coming, the weather is quite cool for the middle of spring.

"Xavier let's get up...."

"In a moment, Oliver."

Oliver pulled the blanket that covered her husband's body while laughing. They seem to be more comfortable joking around like this. The young couple.

"Oliver..." Xavier.

"What time it is, let's get up."

"Oh, it's only six o'clock."

Xavier would not want to rise from his sleep and sit on the edge of his bed.

Oliver sat down next to him again while still holding the blanket Xavier that he pulled earlier, "Well dong–"

Without warning Xavier pushed Oliver's tiny body until he lay on the cashier right behind him. Xavier supported Oliver by the hand and stared at his two irises.

"I told you five more minutes, didn't I? Why are you still bothering me?" Asked Xavier who dominated Oliver's body underneath.

"A-Ah i-it... You have a schedule, no, YES it's a-ha-ha-ha."

Oliver's cheeks began to blush red, he was salting instead of playing. His heart began to beat as if it was about to explode. He did not dare to look into Xavier's eyes above him.

"If it's like this, you have to take responsibility. Play with me, there's still time, right?" Said Xavier in a hoarse voice waking up in his sleep.

"B-But you have to prepare, Xavier."

"Liam will wake me up at 7:30 as usual. We're.... Still got 90 minutes, princess." Goda.

Oliver just threw his face away, his hand reflexively holding Xavier's arm over him.

Xavier began to slowly kiss Oliver on the forehead. Xavier knew his wife loved the kiss on her forehead. He began to descend towards Oliver's ears, he could breathe the distinctive aroma of shampoo that Oliver often used on his blonde hair. Very fragrant.

He deliberately stopped in Oliver's ear to just exhale sensually or even whisper quietly.

Just for information, until now they have not had sex even after approximately five months of marriage. Oliver didn't want to rush things, and Xavier agreed. He even likes the sensation of judging Oliver like this.

"Do you really want to do it this time?" Xavier said right in Oliver's ear.

Oliver was silent.

"May I kiss you?"

Oliver nodded in permission.

One kiss landed on Oliver's sweet lips. Followed by other kisses that over time turned into hot kisses.

Xavier covered Oliver's lips with a tempo that was not too fast but also not too slow. Oliver closed his eyes, lulled with the atmosphere.

Xavier's hand that had supported Oliver's right hand had now turned towards his nape. Oliver took this opportunity to put his hand on Xavier's neck above him.

Once satisfied, Xavier looked at Oliver with an affectionate gaze.

"If you want, you can be the first to start." Xavier.

"You mean?" Oliver doesn't understand.

"I mean like this."

Xavier made them both roll over and now Oliver is on top of it. He just sat on it. Xavier's hand couldn't bear to not embrace Oliver's tiny waist, making Oliver's cheeks turn red like a boiled crab.

"I-It's too..– suddenly for me." Said Oliver timidly.

"You can lead this game." Xavier's whisper was soft in Oliver's ear.

Oliver gulped his saliva. They've never been in this position before. Xavier was still fully dressed in his pajamas in his nightgown, but Oliver ventured to open his hands to unbutton her pajamas one by one.

He could see Xavier's field chest and his checkered stomach, like torn bread.

"It's not in vain that I trained for four years in the military barracks." Xavier's Brief.

Oliver began to gently sweep Xavier's chest toward the stomach using his wiggly fingers. Xavier felt like electric shocks that made him a little amused.

Oliver then pulls Xavier's jaw and starts pressing Xavier's lower lip with his thumb. With half a doubt he began to weed his lips. Xavier accepts and gives more access by slightly opening his lips. That soft, slow kiss turned a little brutal as Oliver stuffed his tongue in, and passed it all inside.

Xavier did not want to miss, he did the same. Their tongues clashed and bound together. Oliver, who had been consumed by lust, woke up from his seat and now his head was in a higher position than Xavier.

The hot kiss ended leaving a salivary thread between the two. Showing Oliver and Xavier gasping for breath. Not long after, Oliver began to kiss Xavier's neck with the intention of trying to stimulate him more.

The natural masculine body odor mixed with the usual perfume fragrance Xavier put on piercing Oliver's nose. Now Oliver descends slowly toward the chest and abdomen, then goes back up, down again, and repeatedly up to several times, he said, until finally Oliver took off his pajamas and sleeping robe that was still stuck in Xavier's body because it was upset it continued to interfere with his activities.

"Isn't it unfair that I'm the only one with this shirtless shirt?" Xavier's Brief.

"I-I'm still embarrassed..." Timpal Oliver's.

"You're not ashamed to take off my shirt but ashamed to take off your own. Shall I help you?" Xavier Temptation.

Oliver shook his head, "No need, I can do it myself."

Sure enough, Oliver started unbuttoning his satin pajamas one by one. He deliberately opened it very slowly. But apparently it looks very sexy in Xavier's eyes.

Her upper pajamas opened successfully, leaving both her breasts wearing only a light purple bra. Showing the clean and smooth body of Oliver's goddess.

Oliver who was still a little embarrassed by this activity now crossed his hands in front of his chest.

Xavier is now the one leading the game. Xavier pulled Oliver's hand and now he's on top of it. Their lips meet and wrestle again. Occasionally Oliver opened his eyes, seeing the handsome man in his fleshy stature above him, braving him. His stout and sturdy body did not make him feel afraid at all, instead making him feel comfortable and warm. The treatment given by this man was very gentle, he covered his lips unhurriedly and with a rhythmic tempo. Slowly, but successfully addicting him.

The man's lips wandered to another place, cheeks, ears and then down to his neck. Giving a breath that feels warm and tickles Oliver's neck. The smell of chrysanthemum flowers from the perfume that Oliver wore struck Xavier's sense of smell, making him even more drunk and unceasingly kiss his woman's neck. Occasionally Xavier leaves small bites that make a reddish mark on Oliver's neck.

Oliver with all his might held back so that the sound of his sigh did not come out. It was only the first time he felt such an incredible sensation just from the touch of a man.

While doing the action, Xavier's naughty hands try to reach for Oliver's breast mound. He squeezed it, played it gently and made the owner groan slowly.

"eunghhh...–" Oliver sighed. He quickly covered his mouth with both hands.

"No need to be arrested, Oliver. Just take it out."

Oliver shook his head, considering it was still early morning and there was a possibility that some maids were pacing around in front of their rooms making themselves a little uneasy. Although he was nervous, he wanted more.

Xavier went down to Oliver's flat stomach. He kissed her softly. Think that from here the offspring will be born.

He again saw Oliver's face that had blushed blushed in shame.

"Can I get out?" Xavier asks for permission to remove Oliver's underwear.

Covering his face with the back of his hand, Oliver nodded softly giving permission. Xavier again gave a massage to Oliver's crazy mound that suddenly made the owner groan long.

Then Xavier's hand slipped behind Oliver's back, looking for the hook from his breastplate. Couldn't take off all the hooks, though,

*tock.

* Tok's..

* Tok's...

Their bedroom door was knocked.

Xavier and Oliver looked at the door.

Xavier stared at Oliver's face underneath, "It seems my lust has to lose with the call 'to duty." Xavier's Kekeh.

Oliver was made to laugh a little, he found this situation very funny, they could think to make love in the morning. It is impossible to remember her super busy husband even from the morning.

"Your Majesty?? You're up?" Say someone in front of their room.

"That's Liam." Xavier told Oliver.

They also moved from their previous positions and immediately tidied themselves up. Xavier grabbed his sleeping robe that Oliver had removed earlier.

Liam came back knocking on their room, "Your Majesty, it's Liam."

Xavier and Oliver looked at each other and laughed at this moment. Xavier rushed to his feet, but before that, he did not forget to kiss his wife's forehead,

"I'll get ready first." Xavier said softly and was replied with a soft nod of Oliver.

Xavier walked up to the door of his room, "Yes, I'm up." The answer.

He opened the door, and sure enough, he found Liam who was neatly wearing his usual uniform while working.

"Good morning, Your Majesty. I hope you slept well last night." Liam.

"It was so good you woke me up." Xavier Timpal.

Liam just smiled awkwardly, "Let me help you prepare, Your Majesty."

"EH, in the next room. Oliver's still resting." Xavier's Checkered.

"All right, Your Majesty. I'll get your clothes ready."

Xavier and Liam walked into the room next door which used to be a space changed into his clothes.

"You're just there." Xavier said as he walked.

"Is there a problem, Your Majesty?" Liam was surprised not to understand.

"Nothing, but it's a good thing it's still in the beginning if not I almost cut off your head." Canda Xavier's.

Liam just gulped. Pretty scary joke.

On the other hand Oliver was still lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling with a look of disbelief. With a face that is still red.

"Just Oliver, THAT'S RIGHT." Oliver said to himself.

"There's courage from where I did such a thing ARRRGHHH!!!." He was half screaming.

"Your Majesty? It's me, Elijah. Can I come in?" Elijah knocked on the door from the outside.

"Come in..." Reply Oliver.

"Your Excellency– why? Are you feverish? Why is your face so red?" Elijah said, panicking. He tried to check Oliver's body temperature using his own palm.

"Ha-ha, that's okay. It's just a little hot, isn't it?" Oliver.

"O-ohh." Elijah nodded in agreement, but as he remembered on the morning news show he saw the temperature this morning was no more than ten twelve degrees Celsius.

"What's my schedule today, Elijah?"

"You have class with Mr. Charlotte today. Today begins with the lessons of ethics, political science and lastly geography." Obviously Elijah while putting Oliver's long hair.

"Boring..." Lirih Oliver's.

"It's boring, but you should've finished it before the end of His Majesty's year." Tymphal Elijah.

Oliver only sighed, considering that all day he would only struggle with the books in the library making him really uninspired.