You looked into my eyes And I looked into yours Knowing our pants would be in the floor, But your heart was re-routed It only needed a detour; And mine was freshly grouted. You flew to my penis, Like a trickster’s knife. Heart screaming you didn’t mean this. Just needed a new life. I let you in my home Paid with magnificent dome And you sang in the kitchen Voice absolutely bewitching. But you…
The juice beads to the surface And the sugar kisses your lips The sweet rests upon your tongue Sinking your teeth deep Slurping, as drips fall down your chin. A flush comes to your cheeks And the fruit slides down your throat. This is how I drank you in. Every meeting as succulent as the last. The heat built as steam on glass On and on sliding down my throat. You clutched my one. You clutched me…
We have come, and we do not mean to stop. We are here and we do not mean to effect the world as we do. This is it. It all comes to a point where no one, not the cleaver, not the bold. No one can stop the unyielding force that is our next step. The progress of progression is programed to step, step, step its way through existence until the abolition of all life. All needless life. The life that is…
“No matter where you go, we will follow. Not only out of duty, but out of love.”
Lady Claude Blanche d’Évreux, Lady Madeleine Renée de La Falaise, Lady Bénédicte Marie de Châtillon, and Lady Henriette Françoise Margaret de Talleyrand-Périgord were Madame Athénaïs’s friends since childhood. Where she went, they went. What she said, they agreed with. Who she loved…
“Oh, Sasha,” Anastasiya sighed as Aleksandr told hold of her hand, now small in his grasp, “There’s no need to worry. You know that I’ll always be there for you. That’s what sisters are for, aren’t they?”
Anastasiya, or Nastya as she prefers to be called, is the eldest daughter of the Emperor Aleksandr IV and Empress Maria of Tiphic. An overly-expectant and indulgent woman, she cannot help but crave what she can never have: true love. Despite everything, physically and morally alike, that tries to hold her back, she will stop at nothing to get what, or who, she wants.
“Valya, my life can finally start now that you are a part of it.”
The future Emperor of Tiphic, Aleksandr, affectionately known as Sasha, is a favourite of both his family and his future people. Approaching adulthood, he is finally going to have a say in matters both in court and regarding courting. Excited about the possibility of a romance like his parents, he is ready to throw himself into love with open arms. Unfortunately, nothing is fair regarding love at court.
“Do not address me in that tone, Madame d’Ambres. Unlike you, I did not have to sleep my way into power so do not let what for you is fleeting lead you astray. Be quick to remind yourself that only my father is a fan of your tongue, so, otherwise, hold it.”
The eldest daughter of King Henri VI of Palasis, Athénaïs Félicité lived wanting for nothing. Content with just her apartments, her ladies, and her multitude of siblings, when she is told she was to be gifted to gain an ally, she can’t imagine finding any pleasure or purpose in her new life. Nevertheless, she agrees to play nice with her new in-laws, business is business after all. Unfortunately, not everyone got the memo.
