Love Agreement With The King

[smut alert, don't read if uncovered]

John thrust more and more as Roselyn couldn't take anymore she felt her intimacy so wet and stretched that she barely could understand where her body was finishing and where John's one was staring. The bodies fitted together like pieces of a unique puzzle and Roselyn took enjoyment of each thrust until she felt the usual knot on her stomach and her knees shaking.

She was reaching her climax after coming so many times that Roselyn felt so tired like she ran a marathon. Every time they did it, it was like their performance improved more and more and Roselyn reached new peaks of pleasure.

They both reached their climax together and came with him still inside of her, and when he slipped out Roselyn's legs filled with goosebumps and her legs were still shaking.

"What a special good morning," John said before letting his body fell like a dead body over the bed.

"You have lots of surprises over that wall don't you?" Roselyn said pointing at the wall over where laying chains and different objects of pleasure or torture.

John cleared his voice, "yes. However, If I hurt you in any way please let me know and I will stop right away whatever we are doing." He said in a modulated calm tone of voice letting Roselyn deduce his tone was serious.

Roselyn caressed John's exposed build-up pectorals as she stared at him as leaned her chin over his shoulder, "but I know you will never hurt me."

John smiled at her and played with her hair, "I don't want to hurt you either do I plan to. But in case I ever over cross your comfort zone then you should tell me." John clarified his saying and looked at Roselyn as she nodded.

She wanted to lay down the bed for the entire day with John by her side and if she could she probably would do it but both of them knew they had plenty of things to do.

Roselyn remained curled up around him for few minutes as the noise of their breathing synchronized filled the room.

After a dozen minutes, they finally stood up and dressed themselves to reach the hall.

There was still some food left from the last evening so they ate the remaining food and then John waited for the recruited creatures to arrive who would help him rebuild the place.

After about half of hour, a group of creatures walked inside carrying bricks stones, and other objects that may be useful for the building process. 

They began to work by crushing down the walls to build new ones. Roselyn was surprised and at the same time proud to see John, the King of Scotland himself, and now the King of Kratez working with them. 

Roselyn smiled admiring how handsome he looked through his white shirt as he lifted his car and pushed it down against the wall over and over until it fractured into thousands of pieces.

His muscles so flexed and tensed as he kept working and it seemed so easy for him. 

He pulled his hair over and dried the sweat over his forehead when his gaze fell over Roselyn who was in trace staring at her powerful man.

She blushed slightly when she realized she was caught looking at him with hearty eyes, John smirked slightly before throwing his ax against the frontal war even stronger than before as he kept staring at Roselyn's in her eyes.

Roselyn's gaze traveled toward John's body, he lifted the stones and moved those to the side to start placing bricks to create a tall entangled bricks row.

He was so focused that Roselyn unconsciously smiled seeing how dedicated he seemed.

"I am glad you're back." One of the creatures said and John turned to look at him and offer a gentle smile. 

"Thank you." He replied.

"People here were out of control, everyone tried to take your place and for a while, lots of people killed each other to try to rule. Yet that was nothing compared to what that massacre led to, since nobody was strong enough to take the throne they decided that Kratez didn't need a King at all. That's when the entire land turned into a land where beasts grazed on." Another worker added before sighing.

John lifted his eyebrow before cleaning again the sweat that formed over his forehead, he gazed at the last creature who spoke. "Who were the first ones to create the rebellion?"

John needed names, since knowing who started the rebellion would help to prevent a forthcoming one too, and also know who to keep an eye on.

All the masons gazed at each other as if they were hesitant whether to tell him or not, knowing the consequences they would risk. In addition, it was never a good idea to disparage and make names, but John was a close friend of theirs so they didn't know what to do. 

One of them took a long breath, "If I tell you this I beg you not to tell anyone I was the one to gave you the name."

John nodded, "I won't. I just need to know who to keep an eye on." He said, and once again silence fell in the room.

They all stopped to work and the squad once again gazed at each other probably each one waiting for someone else to give a name so that they wouldn't be the one responsible for the confession.

"You have my word. Do it for me. I need one name." John insisted on receiving an answer gazing at them all when one of them took a long breath before holding his breath for few seconds until the name slipped out of his lips.

The name was familiar and didn't surprise him as the creature mentioned was one of the most rebellious ones he already had to fight against a few times. John took a resigned breath, "I should've figured it out sooner.." He said before venting his anger against the wall he had behind and crushing it down in few seconds.