Midnight Dream

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Princess Garnet til Alexandros stirred restlessly in her bed in a hazy half-sleep. Her drapes swirled lazily around in a weak breeze. Out of the corner of her half opened eye she saw a shadow move across the wall of her room.

Startled, she sat up rigidly in her huge four-poster bed, searching her room left and right. there was nothing. Probably it was just a bird flying by the window. Why had she been so startled? this was the castle after all. No one could get in without going through dozens of highly trained Alexandrian soldiers first. Yes, she was safe. But then...why was the hair on the back of her neck sticking up? Why was her skin covered in goosebumps? why was she shivering when it was the dead of summer out?

Not knowing what to do, she took a deep breath and lay back down in her bed, trying to relax.
The instant she closed her eyes she heard a silky voice right beside her ear whisper "hey there Angel"
Her eyes opened as she gasped. Even in the pitch dark of the night she could make out the diaphragm of a boy, about her age.
Before she could react, even process what was going on, the boy kissed her hard and passionately on the lips.

A sudden beam of moonlight shone through the window of in Princess's room, briefly illuminating the boy. His long golden hair hung loosely around his ears, tied in the back in a miniature ponytail. His green eyes shone dazzlingly in the pale moon, like a cat's. He was by no means big, but his muscles were big and he was well built. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer to him.

Garnet's mind was a melting pot of emotions. "Fight. FIGHT HIM! This is NOT right. This is.... rig right....NO!who is this boy?" Before she could pin any of those feelings down her concious mind shut down and instinct took control, lust like a fire burning up every inch of her body.
The boy's hand crept up from the sheets to her breast, fondling it gently through the thin fabric of her angelic white nightgown.
Garnet was just finishing up the pubescent stage in her life and her nipples were extremely sensit The They stiffened in response to the mystery boy's manipulations.
His left hand crept up under her nightgown and continued his fondling, now without the annoying barricade of of soft lacy cloth preventing his uncontested advances. He rolled her erect buds gently between his thumb and forefinger.

Garnet opened her eyes-she hadn't even noticed she had closed them- and looked down at the boy. He had a delicate smile on his face, looking up at her. His eyes met hers. While they were still locked on, he lowered his mouth down to her now completely erect tit. The sensation of warm lips wrapping around her second most sensitive area gave her shudders and she closed her eyes, sighing with a strange mixture of fear and contentment.
With his hands free he removed the flimsy dress from her body, which was now starting to gather small droplets of sweat.
After another few minutes his fondling and suckling he kissed her fiercely again on the lips before moving down her throat and collarbone, placing light sen kis kisses on every new inch of skin he covered as if doing so marked it as his territory. He continued moving down her stomach and abdomen until he came to her most heavenly of places. It was quite damp already.
Garnet held her breath in anticipation as he lowered his head to her hot lips, his tongue stuck halfway out. Lower and lower he descended until...

Princess Garnet til Alexandros awoke with a start. Her breath was ragged and heavy. A dream? Yes. it had all been a dream. But it had felt so real...like a premonition of sorts. She lowered her right hand to her vagina and felt a sticky fluid slicking her hips and abdomen.
not just a dream. a wet dream.
Garnet sighed and threw her legs over the side of her bed. She wiped the fluid off of her hips with the bottom of her nightdress and then threw it in a hamper near the door of her room. She threw on a comfortable but still royal looking shirt and wandered over to her window. She threw open the double doors that lead to a patio and was hit in the face by a full and glorious sun. A new day had begun. She had a lot to do today, but what she wanted most of all was just to sit in her room for a few minutes more and think about the dream she had just had. But her life was not about what she wanted. it was what the people wanted. Such was the life and duties of a princess. Reluctantly she changed into her formal dress and headed to the throne room to greet her mother. Just another average day in tife ife of Garnet Til Alexandros.

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In Lindbulm, Zidane jumped down the last three steps to the kitchen where the rest of Tantalus was waiting to chow down on their breakfast. The world was still woozy from his dream though, and not in the mood for food. What a strange dream...why, of all people, had he been dreaming about the Princess of Alexandria?


ok, another chapter coming up soon...