Before You Go

23

Mary's Point of View
I'm sitting at me and Francis' wedding feast. Francis and I sat at a table of our own. At the front of the dining room. "Are you having at least a little of fun?" He whispered "Yes, of course I am. Everything is very nice." I said "Can I get you something to eat? You haven't touched your plate." He asked "No, I just don't have much of an appetite." I said "Please eat. It's not just your health I'm worried about now." He said, I smiled and began to eat my chicken. "Thank you." He said "You're right to push me, it's okay. Don't feel bad." I said "I hate things being so awkward." He said "Me too." I said "Let's just at least talk later." He said "Yes, I'd like that." I said, he nodded. Bash began to clink his fork against his cup. "Let's give so praise for the happy couple." Everyone cheered. "It's not so often that you see two royals get together and actually be able to tolerate each other. But we have two people here who love each other dearly. Let us drink to their happy marriage and future children." He said, everyone cheered and drank. A priest came up to Francis and whispered something. "Mary it's to uh, you know." He said "Yes, let's go." I said. We walked towards the chamber. It is meant strictly for this which is creepy. I went in one side of the chamber and he the other. In there maids took off my gown. They put on a very thin and see through night dress. I walked inside and  Francis was wearing the same kind of material but in a long shirt with pants. I saw the room lined with priests, cardinals, noble men, noble women, royals, and everyone else that could possibly fit. Francis came over to me. He cupped one cheek in his hand and held my hand with the other. "I know this is weird and uncomfortable. I know you don't even want to do this. But right now this moment belongs to us. Just close your eyes and I'll do all the work. It'll be over before you know it. I just have to stick it in for a couple minutes and then I can't pull out, I don't even have to cum." He whispered in my ear. "Okay." I said. He moved hand from my cheek and led me over to the bed. I climbed in and laid flat, he laid on top of me and kissed me. I kissed him back and pulled him in closer. He sat up and pulled his pants down. He really isn't embarrassed with that thing. "Spread your legs please." He said, he pulled up my dress and I spread my legs. This is so embarrassing. He quickly stuck it in and thrusted gently. He laid back on top of me, I clenched his shirt in my fists. "Eyes closed, it's okay." He said, he could feel me getting tense. "Can you kiss my neck? It relaxes me." I said "Yes." He began kissing my neck just the way he knows I like. He moved his hand up and touched my breast. When I didn't stop him he began massaging my nipple. He was moaning in my ear. Even though I'm mad at him I wish we were alone right now. He pulled out suddenly. "I trust you all saw enough." He said pulling down my dress. "Yes." The Cardinal said. Francis nodded then he tucked it in and tied his pants. Everyone began shuffling out of the room. Once everyone was gone he laid next to me. "I'm really sorry about that." He said "Don't be, it's not like you asked for it to happen." I said "Was it at least good when your eyes were closed?" He laughed "Nothing like when we alone, but less miserable." I laughed "I don't want to be the kind of husband my father is, I won't be." He said in a more serious tone. "I don't want to have that kind of husband." I said "You won't, I'll earn your trust back." He said "Can we just lay here for awhile?" I asked "Yes, of course." He said, he pulled a blanket off the foot of the bed and laid it over us. I held onto his arm and closed my eyes. "Good night." He said "Good night." I said