He led her upstairs, holding her hand all the way. It was the least she could do, she thought. She'd send him a break-up letter later or something. For now, she had a present to receive.
"Close your eyes," he said. "Hold your hands over them. It's a surprise. A very big surprise."
Miri sighed and put her hands over her eyes. This better be good.
Not able to see much, when he helped her into his room she immediately noticed how dark it was. Candles flickering somewhere, but not enough light to brighten her otherwise black and blocked vision. He escorted her through his room, across a scruffy carpet, and to his bed.
"Sit down," he said. "Make yourself at home."
Miri sat. She didn't feel at home, not in the least.
"Can I open my eyes yet?" she asked.
"Not yet! One moment!"
Something was going on. Roy had left her on the bed and scurried off to who knew where. Whatever he was up to, it was kind of noisy. Odd sounds, muffled by—a closet? His head must have hit against the wall while he did whatever he was doing, because he muttered curses after she heard the sound of a heavy bang.
And then it was done. He returned, standing in front of her, and said, "You can open your eyes, Miri."
Miri moved her hands and looked around. As her eyes grew accustomed to the soft candlelight, she could gradually see more and more. The candles, of course, in holders on bedside tables. And rose petals scattered on his silken violet sheets. Nothing else in the room interested her, though.
Roy stood in front of her, completely naked save for a red ribbon wrapped around his erect cock. He had a devious smile on his face, and his short, brown hair was mussed up from having removed his shirt. Miri stared at him, curious what she was supposed to do with this? Where was the present?
"Ta-da!" Roy said. He pulled on one end of the ribbon and it tightened slightly around his shaft before becoming undone. Dropping the untied piece of ribbon, he stepped close to her. "I've waited, Miri, but I think tonight is the perfect time to show our true feelings for one another."
Miri froze. Not because she was in awe, and not because she was shy, but because a sudden thought hit her and she was currently indecisive.
Roy put his arms on her shoulders and lowered her onto his bed. "I know it's scary," he said. "I promise to be gentle with you."
Fuck that, she thought. Gentle is for saps.
Mind, she hadn't had gentle sex before, or much sex at all, but every single time she'd played with toys, used her own hand, or went to Thump for some satisfaction, none of it was polite. Rough, hard, fast, like she was in a hurry and needed to get herself off as fast as she could before she ran out of time. Not that there was a time limit, but who wanted slow? Who wanted gentle, soft, delicate? Compared to Thump cramming his massive, throbbing cock into her tight cunt, she was pretty sure gentle sex was probably a whole lot less exciting.
Still, she was curious. Curiosity was a horrible thing, because it dug into Miri's mind and created endless amounts of scenarios that she desperately wanted to figure out. Thump's cock, as she knew very well, was on the enormously huge end. And Roy's was—not so much. To his credit, he looked respectable enough, and the dark light helped with shadows and that sort of illusionary lengthening business, or whatever it was, but he was no Thump.
"Roy," she said, whispering into his ear, trying to act sultry. "I don't know about this. I don't think I can."
Roy stopped immediately. He lifted himself up, sat on the bed, and looked at her seriously. "If you'd rather wait longer, I will respect that," he said.
What a fucking idiot. She rolled her eyes. What kind of person did that? He was supposed to coax her, coerce her, say he was going to start off slow and then jam his cock into her hard because of too much pent up lust. She wanted to fuel him, goad him on, urge him to some horrific need to couple with her hard and fast before she might change her mind, but he was too stupid to realize it.
Oh well. Plan B. She grabbed him by the waist and pulled him on top of her.
"It's just that—" she said, while moving his hand to help her remove her dress. "I think—"
His hard cock poked against her leg, leaving a drop of his precum on her thigh. "I'm being honest when I say we don't have to if you don't want to."
"It's not that I don't want to—" she said. She probably didn't really want to, but she was interested in seeing how his cock stood up compared to Thump's. Was sex even worth it if it wasn't with her pet troll? Who knew? She was willing, this once, to find out, though. No one would think badly of her, since it was their four month anniversary. She knew other girls who had sex with men after a week of knowing them, and no one thought too badly about them. Well, actually, everyone did, but they didn't say anything about it.
She pulled her dress off after he helped her unbutton it, doing it fast so he couldn't change his mind and try to talk her out of this.
Thankfully that never happened. Miri never planned for any of this, but she had dressed sexy nonetheless. Why would anyone ever bother to not dress sexy? It seemed a waste, especially considering she was gorgeous. Dress sexy, or don't wear anything at all; those were her two preferred options.
Roy backed away in some mixture of being scared and awestruck. Dress removed and tossed to the floor, blonde hair fanned out across his pillows, Miri now only wore her heels, her panties, and a lacy undershirt. The latter two might as well not have existed since they were sheer and see-through. The black lace of her panties clung to her body, nipping tightly at her dampening pussy and hugging the curves of her supple rear. The undershirt wasn't tight at all, and it hung loose around her pert breasts, just begging for Roy to rip it off and knead her breasts in his hands.
Instead, he just stared. What the fuck?
Miri pulled him back towards her, stuffed his face in her cleavage, and spoke into his ear. "Roy, I—I think—"
Roy lay on top of her, confused. Here she was, some prime piece of sex appeal, mostly naked for his enjoyment, and he had no idea what to do. What was he even planning in the first place?
His hands moved lower, down her stomach. Faint tingles followed along the trail of his fingertips, and she felt a flutter in her stomach when he reached for the waistband of her panties. Slowly, carefully, he began to tug at her underwear and pull it down her legs.
"Miri, I—"
He was going to change his mind, she knew it. Something or other, anxiety, whatever. Before he could, she pushed his hands and shimmied her body upwards so her panties came off in one smooth motion. Now they were both ready and available for sex, and he better get to it.
"Miri," he said. "This—this could be—perhaps we should talk first? Cuddle?"
Yes, she thought. Talking was great! She'd talk all he wanted just as soon as he shoved his cock inside of her. She helped him along, using her hands to guide his hips in between her spread legs. When he opened his mouth to say something else, she slapped her palms on his ass and pulled him forward. His cock glided between her slick folds, piercing into her slit, and delving deep.
His words failed. Instead, his mouth opened wide, he let out a mixture between a squeak and a groan.
"I love you," Miri said. "This is so wonderful. I love you, Roy. Please, please—" Fuck me? No, she couldn't say that. He was timid enough as it was. "Make love to me. Show me your passion." That should do it, she hoped.
Roy nodded and went to work. Dutifully, he removed his cock from her pussy and put it back in. Then again, and again.
It was—she didn't really know how to describe it. It wasn't that Roy was bad, because maybe he wasn't? He wasn't very good, though. She could definitely feel a sensation, a minor tingling building up inside of her. It wasn't strong, though. Not only was his cock not as large as Thump's, but he had no idea how to wield it. Though how did Thump know? He probably didn't either, but he let instinct guide him. Roy didn't know what he was doing, and he acted like it, so his inexperience showed through more.
He breathed hard, squishin
g into her. His body pressed against her stomach and she could barely breath, but she didn't want to frighten him into stopping by telling him this. Anyways, sometimes less breathing helped with focusing on her impending orgasm. She'd done similar things before when playing with her toys, and it interested her on occasion.
Not that she was about to have an orgasm, nor was one anywhere close to impending, but maybe when it built up this would help?
"Miri," Roy breathed out, thrusting into her harder.
That was it, she thought. He was getting the hang of this. Just a little more.
"Miri," he repeated. "I'm... I..."
She would have recognized the warning signs in Thump, but in Roy's inadequately small penis, she couldn't feel the symptoms within her, pressing against the walls of her cunt. Nothing at all really, except at the moment of no return. Roy fell on top of her, pushing the air out of her lungs, his cock convulsing inside of her. His weak seed shot out, shaking and quivering, and then he was done. He rolled off of her, his cock shriveling in the process, and lay beside her on his bed.
"That was amazing," he said. With a smile plastered on his face, he turned and looked at her. "Was it good for you?"
She wanted to scream "Fuck you!" at him, to slap him across the face and berate him for his lack of stamina. There wasn't even any foreplay! And now he was laying there, beat, acting like this was it. Apparently it was, too. He made no move to roll over, no sign that he was going to go for round two or at least offer to help bring her to orgasm. Who did that?
Maybe lots of men, but they shouldn't. Thump wouldn't have done it to her.
In fact, now that she thought of it, this whole date was a terrible idea. She should have broken up with him in that room when he asked her on a date, shouldn't have listened to his idea of a present, and when she saw him naked with a ribbon tied in a bow around his cock she should have pointed and laughed at him.
"Well," Miri said, jumping up and off the bed. She walked to the corner by the closet and picked up his shirt, then wiped his dripping cum from her crotch with it, what little amount there was. "That was awful. I've got to go. Toodles!"
He stared at her, mouth agape. Before he could say anything, she'd slipped her dress over her head, buttoned it while walking to the door, and left him in his room alone.
Maybe he started to get dressed and chase after her. Maybe he shrugged and fell asleep on the bed. She didn't much care, just as long as she wasn't around to witness it.
Besides gaining an ornately jeweled clock, that was the worst experience of her life. Or at least in the top five.
...
Miri was back in her room. It was sort of her room, anyways. It used to be her room before she commandeered the chamberlain's room a few months ago, but after that she'd given it to Allysin. Allysin, despite being born as a commoner and being kind of clumsy, was a fairly nice girl. Probably one of the only girls in the castle Miri would really consider a friend, even if she yelled at her sometimes and called her a klutz.
This was the sole reason Miri agreed to share the room with the servant girl while someone renovated her other room, instead of kicking her out and making her sleep in a closet. It was a large room, too. It easily fit the both of them, and Allysin didn't mind sleeping on a cot. Or they could sleep in the same bed, it made no matter. They used to have slumber parties as little girls, so it wasn't odd or awkward or anything.
It wasn't, but it could've been. Mainly because Miri wanted Thump to stay in the room, too. Thump didn't sleep in the bed, of course, but he was around, doing troll things, being ugly, and all of that. Miri had to give him very stern commands when Allysin was around so he would behave and not give away Miri's previous devious activities with the brute.
But Allysin wasn't here now, and that was for the best.
After the guards brought her back to the castle, direct from Roy's chateau, she commanded someone to go to the kitchens, bring her some greasy food, and deliver it to her room. Allysin shouldn't be back for a few hours yet, and the meal at Roy's place was quite lacking, but Miri didn't actually want or need food. She needed something else entirely, and she was intent on acquiring it.
Thump sat on the floor, because he wouldn't fit in a chair at the table. He was tall enough where sitting on the floor made him look like he was sitting in a regular chair anyways. Miri sat opposite him, with a plate of fried potato strings covered in melted cheese on the table between them.
"So, Thump," Miri said. She bit into a piece of potato and sucked up a strand of cheese that stretched down towards her chest. "Do you like the food?"
Thump stared at the food, confused. He looked at her oddly, then put his hand out to touch the side of the plate.
"Yes, yes. Take one, or a couple. Don't just stuff them all in your hand, you know? But take a few and you can eat them." Miri took another potato strip and nibbled on it.
Thump delicately snatched up four pieces of potato, complete with a huge smattering of melted cheese, then stuffed them in his mouth. He chewed slowly at first, but then with more gusto, and afterwards he gave her a big smile.
"This is nice, isn't it?" she asked. "Have more, go ahead. It's neat, right? This is kind of like a date, but without all the hassle, you know?"
Thump devoured a little more of the plate. More than Miri, by far, but she wasn't really hungry in the first place.
"See," she said, "I went on a date today. With Roy? You know him, I think? Annoying twit who tries to follow me around in the castle? Looks kind of goofy? Not an endearing goofy, like you, but—actually, you're more ugly than goofy, but that's alright. I won't hold it against you."
Thump shrugged and stuck his finger in a pool of cooling cheese, then scraped it off the plate and plopped it in his mouth.
"Anyways!" Miri said. "We had sex. I wanted to see how it was, you know? I mean, you probably don't know, because I can't imaging you wanting to see how sex with Roy is, but if you were me you might understand. That's probably too difficult for you, so don't even bother thinking about it. Just believe me."
Thump looked at her, nodded his agreement, then went back to work on the plate. Miri pushed the food towards him, giving him free reign to eat the rest.
"So... it wasn't good. I didn't think it'd be good, but I didn't expect it to be so bad, either. Weird, really. Is that how it always is?"
Thump picked up the plate and dumped the rest in his mouth, chewing heartily.
Miri gave up. This wasn't going anywhere, and she was sure it wouldn't any time soon. She'd teach Thump the basics of conversation later. For now, she had other plans, and beating around the bush like Roy had tried to do before seducing her wasn't going to do it for her.
Miri stood up and pushed her chair in. While Thump finished eating, she undid the buttons and ties on her dress and let it fall from her body. She draped it over the back of the chair, then sauntered over to Thump, hips swaying back and forth. She still wore the undergarments she wore to Roy's, the same high heels, lacy black panties, and loose, lace undershirt. Her heels clicked across the stone floor as she walked alongside the table to where Thump sat on the ground.
"Thump," she said, cleaning a stray piece of cheese off his lips with her finger and popping it into his mouth. "I need you."
He looked at her, unsure at the command. His eyes were ready, willing, but he obviously didn't know what to do.
"I know—um—this is going to sound weird, but..." She cleared her throat. "You know that thing we've done? The, uh, this?" She pointed to her crotch, then to his loincloth-covered cock. "I want you to do that again, alright? Except however you want. Do trolls have dates? Just pretend we've just had a date, and it's afterwards, and you've brought me home to your troll house and are trying to seduce me. Can you do that?"
Thump tilted his head to the side and looked at her cockeyed.
"Right." Miri sighed. This wasn't going to work. She didn't really know what she was thinking before she started, but it should've been obvious.
; She turned to walk away, to go back and get her dress and maybe head to the library to read a book or something. Thump stopped her, though. His huge arm grabbed her waist, his fingers wrapping around the curves of her hip, and he spun her back around so she was facing him again.
Miri stared at him, curious. Thump stared back at her. With him sitting, they were almost of an even height, looking at each other, eye to eye.
"Look," she said. "I'm done with this sappy bullshit, alright? Roy tried to be sappy, to make a huge event of it, but I just want to be fucked. But I want it to mean something, too. Does that even make sense? I don't think it does, but that's what I want. I want everything, and I'm Princess Miri, so I'm going to fucking get it. And if you aren't going to give it to me, then just get the fuck out."
Thump smiled at her. He liked to smile. It was a creepy, lopsided curl on his lips, and his yellowed teeth showed through his mouth, but it was kind of cute once Miri got past the weirdness of it. She was going to smile back at him, about to just apologize and say she had ruined everything and wasn't sure what was wrong with her today, but it never happened.
Thump pounced into action. He picked her up by the waist and pulled her into his lap. Without hesitation, he ripped off his loincloth and revealed his cock. His bulging mass of vein-covered troll cock bounced in front of her, tapping against her stomach. Miri gasped, staring at it, shaken by his manhandling of her.
But Thump wasn't finished. He squeezed her against his stomach, with his erection pushed up hard against both their bodies, stuck between them, then he stood up and lifted her into the air. Her legs dangled for a moment before she wrapped them around his waist and held herself in place. Her hands were free, and she wanted to stroke him, to feel his pulsing shaft grow larger between her fingers, but he was squeezing her so tightly against him that she couldn't have touched his cock with her hands no matter what she wanted.
They made their way to the wall. Thump pressed her against the cold, hard stones, eliciting a gasp from Miri as the coolness sent shivers through her body. He held her against the stone, looking at her, then leaned down and licked her nose.
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