As Long As You Need: Arianna, Willow, and What You Desire

Arianna has covered all her bases. She had told her husband, Frederic, the King of Corona, and her daughter, Rapunzel, that she needed to travel to the kingdom of Wesabern, to visit her younger sister, Willow, to thank her in-person for her visit all that time ago. They accepted her claim, despite the fact that she was hiding the reality and her true feelings. She could never tell them. It would destroy what they thought about her. Not long after she had arrived, her sister Willow warmly greeted her, welcoming her into the small cottage. She threw her arms around her. "It's so great you are here, Ari!" she said, bubbly. Her sister hugged her back, tightening her arms around her. She didn't want to speak. She soon left their embrace, while keeping one hand on her arm. She sighed. It had been hard with everything happening in Corona recently. She had a sense that Frederic was keeping things from her. She needed a break.

"Willow, I just had to see you. Things aren't great at home and well...I couldn't stop thinking about you." Her sister looked at her strangely, but soon realized what she meant. She chuckled nervously. She could see where this was going. She twirled her multi-colored hair with her finger. She would only do this if her sister was okay with it. She didn't want to cause any unnecessary tension. "Are you sure, Ari?" Her sister nodded. She took her by the hand, and guided her to a secluded place, away from any prying eyes. Arianna knew she shouldn't be doing this, especially not with someone like her. But she was desperate. She had to do it. Willow pulled her in so close as they soon sat both on her bed.

She deeply kissed her. She didn't care to push her away. She enjoyed the taste. To her surprise, she kissed her back. It was just incredibly arousing and sensual. She couldn't get enough of it. She put her fingers in her sister's long brown hair, tied up in two pigtails, loving how it felt in her hands. She can't believe what she was doing. She wondered if she should feel guilty. Maybe this was the change of scene she needed to get her mind off things, to put all of that behind her, even if only for a very short time. Maybe her sister could give her the warmth she desired and longed for, even though they were related by blood. After all, she found her fun, silly, and outgoing, much more than her.

As Arianna's lips remained locked with her sister, she knew what this meant. She couldn't deny it. She was making out with her sister at her house. Surely, she had someone she loved, someone who she was married to, after all. Her sister was not like that. Perhaps she could fill the hole in her heart. She did feel a little guilty, but those feelings were almost completely overshadowed by her burning desire for Willow. She wouldn't mind if her sister ate her out, and gave her pleasure beyond her wildest dreams. It hadn't always been like this. She couldn't even remember when her feelings started. She had always pushed them down. Recently, they had blossomed again and become overwhelming.

Her sister would always be there to help her, for as long as she needed it. Willow was younger than her, but that didn't matter to her, at all. She loved her all the same. She had even gone with her, and her father, out hunting, learning how to track animals, even though this appalled her mother. His permissive attitude had caused both sisters to become wild children of sorts, especially when they got older. Arianna was, for a while, jealous that her sister had been so popular, in part thanks to her friendliness. She found it loud and obnoxious, while she was seen as stuck up. As the older sister, she always felt like she had to care for her. Their sisterly relationship had become strained when they were around one another because Willow often loved to cause a commotion, wherever she went. The fact that she gave strange gifts over the years didn't help matters. Even so, she had been glad that Willow had taken a shine to Rapunzel. 

Willow and Arianna couldn't be any more different. Arianna was the mature, diplomatic, responsible, and regal one. Willow had a totally different personality. She was often inconsiderate, loud, flaky, and rough-and-tumble. For years, she had needed to mentally prepare herself every single time she was around her younger sister, even leading to jealousy. This led to what happened at Mount Saison. She completely blew up on her sister, feeling that she was ruining her time with her daughter. The presence of the Üümlaut made it worse. She found Willow as frustrating and irritating without question, especially when she told everyone about her youth as "Dare-ianna," exposing her nickname to others at the Snuggly Duckling. She always wondered if Willow would ever settle down anywhere. Even so, she knew Willow couldn't completely do so, as she was still serving as a diplomat for Wesabern. She had spent decades traveling the globe.

Surely, Willow could be dense and not consider others. She could act like a free-spirit and seem to not know about what it meant to have any actual responsibility for anything. The expectations for her and Willow differed in more ways than one. As the oldest, she had less freedom than her. She was pushed into inheriting the duties of the crown and everything that came with it. Since the time together they had on Mount Saison, their sisterly relationship had mended. She put her arms around her sister and smiled. This time she wanted to live a little, without a plan. And her sister liked it. She didn't mind her sister getting close with her. Had she gone... too far this time? She trusted her, of course, but this all seemed new after all they had been through. Being with your sister like this isn't right or proper, right? What if word of this ever got out? She might be unscathed. However, her sister could be utterly ruined. She shuttered at the thought.

Arianna moved her head away and smiled. She touched her forehead with her sister, then kissed it. "I love you Sis, more than you'd ever know. I know I've hurt you in the past. And I don't want to do anything you'd ever feel weird about." Her sister shook her head. She grinned back. Willow only returned the favor. "I love you too." This time she wanted to give something, rather than taking it. She followed up her words by joking, "you know I love to explore...what if I...uh...explore your body too...we could do it together." Her sister wasn't sure what to think about what Willow was saying. She pondered the possibilities in her mind. She was confident that no one would find them there. After Cassandra had confided to her about the fact that she had romantic feelings for her daughter, she started to ponder the same. The latter led to this trip. Willow put a gentle hand on her sister's arm. "Only if you are okay with it."

To her surprise, the queen nodded her head. She really wanted to do this. She hadn't expected that. She had once told her sister that she never worried, that she was interested in the world around her, rather than anything else, and that she wanted to explore, just like her. She thought that her sister was all about responsibility, love, and duty. So, her nodding, and how she had been acting since she had arrived at the cottage had caught her off guard. She just rolled with it. She had no intention of sharing any womanly insights with her sister, nor did she have any duties to uphold. Despite that, she cared deeply about her sister. She never wanted to hurt her. She hoped she was doing the right thing.

She carefully removed her sister's clothes, piece by piece, while taking off her own. Soon, she and her sister were naked. She couldn't believe this was happening. "Can I touch your...uh...chest?" Willow said tentatively, unsure how her sister would respond, despite the fact she had said earlier that she'd like to explore her sister's body. Rather than saying no, she wanted to be adventurous this time. After all, she was a thrill-seeker and an avid rider of horses, even wild horses. She leaned close to her sister and said softly, "yes, I'd like that." She then added, "I trust you fully, Willow. But, if you are unsure about anything...you can just ask." Her sister soon moved her hands into position. She rubbed her fingers across Arianna's chest, leading to a small moan and even more as she continued, slowly increasing the pace. This was not the kind of thing she had come to Wesaburn for, originally, but that mattered little now.

Moving her hands out of the way, she moved in her mouth, sucking on her sister's tits, making her cry out joyfully. She had never felt this way before. Surely, doing this was wrong but she did not care about that. In such an euphoric state, she declared, "Keep going Willow. I want you to give me the most possible pleasure...please...I need it." Her sister listened to what she was saying, completely. She would not veer off course, She would go where her desires led her. She moved apart her sister's legs, seeing new sights before her, while her braids fell by the side of her face. Without warning, she shoved in her tongue deeply inside of her sister's special place of wonder. She couldn't believe the sensations overwhelming her body at that instant. Usually, she would use her sister's full name when she was displeased. This time was different. "Oooohhh Wilhelmina...that feels so good! Keep going!" Her sister did she asked. She would do anything to help her dearest sister, even something like this. Unlike anytime she had ever done, through doing this she was truly "entertaining royalty" in more ways than one. She couldn't believe it was happening.

Only moments later, her warm love juices squirted out onto her sister's face and some went into her mouth. Willow was still trying to comprehend all of this. "Oh Ari, this is...so fabulous," she said, as her breathing became heavier and heavier. She was feeling just as turned on as her sister. She was only two years younger than her, at age 37, while her sister was age 39. Perhaps they had more experience in this than those younger than her. At the same time, neither one had ever done this kind of thing with a woman. It had always been a man. They thought that was the way things were done. Willow had no more time to come to terms with her completely naked sister when Arianna shoved her finger inside of her sister, causing white liquid to come out. Some of it squirted out and into her mouth, shocking her sister. She was more flabbergasted when her sister declared, "so, this is what you taste like Willow. It's so wild and free."

Her sister had no idea what to make of that comment. They continued pleasuring each other through the day until each of them had enough. After such exertion of sexual and physical energy, they started falling asleep. As they drifted off to sleep, Willow asked, "Sissy, how...was that?" Arianna nodded. "So much better than I would have ever thought." She yawned then declared, "we should do this kind of thing more often...I love you, Willow." After she said these words, she started to snore. She fall asleep in an instant. Her sister was unsure what she meant. Did she want to continue this again? What if her husband or daughter found out? She was certainly a bit of a flower child and shared a lot with Rapunzel. She certainly was wilder, more chaotic, and often walked around in bare feet. However, she never imagined this, not in a million years. Her dark green eyes stared at her sister. Her sister was being the total opposite of boring. She laid her brown hair against Arianna. She promised to be less rash and obnoxious with her, not cause any tension, and foster this new exploration. She would do anything to help her sister, even if it meant a secret relationship between them...