Swan Obsession
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+S through Z › Swan Princess, The
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
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Category:
+S through Z › Swan Princess, The
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
35
Views:
6,759
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Swan Princess and I do not make any money from these writings
Uncertainty and Plans
notes: I actually started this story back in November. I have a hard time committing to stories, but I picked it up again and just started writing. I'm pretty near the end of the story now, though I've posted less than half so far.... pllleeeeaaaseee review and tell me what you think. The ending (which I'm writing now, but won't be posted for a while yet) has taken a really unexpected turn, and I don't know how to finish it. I'm so bad at endings...
Rothbart paced his tower angrily. The first night he experienced was beyond what he could have imagined. When her hand cupped his own, and guided it to her swollen clit... he sighed, unsure of what had changed. So affected was he by that first night that he could not bring himself to face her as her exquisite human self, and so he visited her swan form the next day, simply so that he could think clearly rather than let the princess gain any power over him. If she were to be his Queen, he had to be the one ruling, not her. No, she would be expected to give him pleasures, for her body was like a realm of wonders to be explored. He gazed out the tiny slit that was the tower window and stared at the sliver of the moon in the sky. It reflected off the wisps of cobwebs, and caused the glass bottles of potions to glint like colourful gems. Yet the mysterious beauty of the night didn't sway his thoughts.
Her warm reaction towards him had suddenly changed when he first spoke of marriage. Could it be that she was actually in love with Derek, and her cold reaction to him was simply her way of being coy? He felt sick to his gut at the idea of being toyed with by that seemingly frigid princess. Well, if she wouldn't have him willingly, he supposed that left him no choice. He gritted his teeth as his idea began to form itself in his mind. Rothbart would simply have to force her.
Rothbart paced his tower angrily. The first night he experienced was beyond what he could have imagined. When her hand cupped his own, and guided it to her swollen clit... he sighed, unsure of what had changed. So affected was he by that first night that he could not bring himself to face her as her exquisite human self, and so he visited her swan form the next day, simply so that he could think clearly rather than let the princess gain any power over him. If she were to be his Queen, he had to be the one ruling, not her. No, she would be expected to give him pleasures, for her body was like a realm of wonders to be explored. He gazed out the tiny slit that was the tower window and stared at the sliver of the moon in the sky. It reflected off the wisps of cobwebs, and caused the glass bottles of potions to glint like colourful gems. Yet the mysterious beauty of the night didn't sway his thoughts.
Her warm reaction towards him had suddenly changed when he first spoke of marriage. Could it be that she was actually in love with Derek, and her cold reaction to him was simply her way of being coy? He felt sick to his gut at the idea of being toyed with by that seemingly frigid princess. Well, if she wouldn't have him willingly, he supposed that left him no choice. He gritted his teeth as his idea began to form itself in his mind. Rothbart would simply have to force her.