A needy nurse helps a man in a coma.
The royal parents waved lax hands, not expecting anything, although the queen Did raise a slight eyebrow at his sheer stunning looks.
Prince Alex went up the curving marble steps to the topmost floor where Vyona was sleeping, and went in. He stood there, chiselled face musing as he took in her lovely form, her soft lashes pressed gently against her faintly blushed skin, even in sleep, her untamed blond curls flowing over the silk pillows, and her hands folded demurely over her curving breasts.
Very quietly, he closed the door and locked it.
With soft steps, Alex crossed the distance from the door to the bed and stood watching Vyona sleep. Slowly, he sat down, took off his hat and placed it on the bedside table, leaning closer to the princess's face.
He looked at her beautiful lashes framing closed eyes, and wondered if she'd really wake. Leaning in, Alex pressed his lips against her petal soft mouth.
A few minutes passed. Nothing.
Alex leaned back. He eyed her quizzically, and was about to stand to leave when he caught sight of something. Her small hands folded across her breasts. He'd always had a thing for small hands. And what they covered was something that he had a thing for, as well.
A thought occurred to him and he smiled wickedly - perhaps, she was to be kissed elsewhere.
Leaning in, Alex took Vyona's hands and laid them by her side. Swiftly, with need now, he opened the buttons of her bodice and bared her soft breasts to him. Licking his lips, he pressed in to kiss her chin, and slowly move down over her jaw and neck. Biting gently on the delicious skin, he went lower and closed his lips over one nipple. A slight tremor went through Vyona's body - so faint he couldn't be sure - but he suckled slowly and with his other hand fingered her other breast. After kissing and licking and sucking at Vyona's breasts for a long time Alex lifted his head and studied her face.
Still no sign of movement.
Perhaps he had to delve deeper. Literally.
Smiling to himself Alex parted her skirts and unlaced them where they met her bodice - pressing the layers aside to reveal smooth skin. Thinking to himself - ah what does it matter - he took out his pocket knife and slit the smooth satin.
Finally he peeled away the layers of material and left the princess sleeping in all her nude glory. He found himself breathing slower when he let his eyes rest between her legs. Alex laid his hand on Vyona's breast, and very slowly, watching her face all the while, albeit with hooded eyes, let his hand trail down.
Over her stomach, her bellybutton,
And between her legs. He parted her, and gently brushed a finger over the nub that lay nestled between curls at the top of her center. Another tremor went through Vyona. Alex grinned boyishly. He slid his finger down her slit, and brushed it over her clit again. Vyona shuddered. To his amazement and slight amusement, considering her cursed condition, she was getting wet.
Alex rubbed her clit slowly, watching her face flush slightly, and slowly, torturously, inserted a finger into her. This time he could really feel the shudder pass through the princess.
Deciding that he was done playing, Alex leaning in, pressed his face to the sleeping beauty's legs, and very deliberately licked her.
Vyona bucked slightly in her sleep, and Alex grinned against her curls. Gently, wickedly, he licked firmly up her slit, curling his tongue around her clit and stroking it. At the back of his mind he realized that he was actually close to bursting his pants - he'd been so intent on the princess all this while that he'd neglected to remember himself.
He released himself from the confines of his pants and went on licking her, as if licking her clean while in fact making her wetter and wetter.