u/Able-Elk3132

A warriors pact with a Witch.

A simple story about a Warrior and a Witch who need each other's help to overcome a common goal. The Warrior is known for previously hunting Witches, the Witch is known for evading those who hunt her.

There is no trust between the two. So the Witch proposes a magical, unbreakable bond. While under the bond, neither would be able to hurt the other. Sounds simple enough but she neglected to mention certain side effects of said bond.

1. The bond is unbreakable, but it's also permanent.

2. The bond creates an inhuman amount of sexual desire for one another. To the point they won't be able to stop themselves. It also enhances sexual pleasure.

3. The bond prevents them from being more than 100 meters away from each other. They physically cannot move any further apart, one will be pulled back to the other.

Their goal could be anything from slaying a God, escaping a Kingdom at warto trying to steal a magical artifact.

The idea is that they are still working towards that goal but are significantly distracted fucking each other's brains out.

Medieval/Fantasy Setting. You're my bodyguard, you've been my bodyguard for about a month and I have some attachment issues. You're kind to me, you speak to me while usually I'm pretty isolated from people. You've cheered me up, kept me safe, put a smile on my face even on some of my darker days.

I'm a little bit shy, introverted, but around you I've come out of my shell. You're usually quite hard on people but you have a soft spot for me. And because of that I've fallen hopelessly head over heels in love with you. To the point I can't think about anything or anybody else.

Where you used to stand outside my door at night, I've started asking you to stay in my room with me at night, so you can sleep too. I was disappointed when you chose to sleep on the chair in the room.

When I bathe, I've started asking you to stay in the bath house with me rather than standing outside the door, yet you turn your back to me out of respect whenever I undress much to my disappointment.

When you accompany me on my walks through the gardens I hold onto your arm and keep myself pressed against your side. When you ask why, I say it's because it makes me feel safer. Which isn't a lie, I do feel safer, but the main reason is I want to be close to you.

I don't have the courage to confess how I'm feeling. Not at first. Until one night at a feast I get some bad news, my Father wants to ship me off to another kingdom, I am to marry some Prince there. So I indulge in the wine a little too much during the feast. At some point I tell you that I need to get some air. But instead I head back to my room.

I'm drunk to the point I'm struggling to walk in a straight line but I'm still coherent. I still know what I'm doing. Once inside my room. I ask you to help me get out of my dress. You try to do it while being respectful, the moment you move to turn away I grab your wrist to stop you. "You don't have to do that...I don't want you to do that"

You tell me I'm drunk and I frown, I make a point of removing the last of my clothing while keeping eye contact with you. I tell you that I'm in love with you. That it's not the wine talking. That I need you. You start the whole, "We can't" conversation and I just stand on the tips of my toes and kiss you instead.

We end up on the bed kissing, you break the kiss to ask me if this is really what I want? That I'm drunk and you don't want to take advantage of me. I don't answer the question directly but with another question instead. "Why do you think I've been asking you to stay in my room at night?" Then I kiss you again.

Then we spend the night with our bodies writhing against one another in a mixture of slow passionate sex filled with love followed by rough, primal sex, consumed by lust while everybody else is occupied at the feast.

\\\*\\\*Thank you for reading\\\*\\\*

This is supposed to be a wholesome, long term story filled with lots of sex. My character won't end up being shipped off to another kingdom, the pair will choose to go on the run instead, get married and start their own life while constantly looking over their shoulders. But before that there'll be a lot of sneaking around inside the castle.

I'm looking for a detailed partner. 1-4 paragraphs per post.

I'd like there to be a small age gap between the characters. Mine will be 19, yours can be 24-30.

I am 18+ and all characters and participants must also be 18+

Kinks: Slow sex, Passionate Sex, Sweaty Sex, Risk of Being caught, Aftercare, Risk of pregnancy, Oral (Giving Only), Pregnancy, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Throat Holding, Being Pinned Down, Multiple Positions, Multiple rounds, Facials, Lingerie, Clothed Sex, Hold The Moan, Restraints.

Limits: Anything toilet related, Oral (receiving).

Royalattitude0141

Medieval/Fantasy Setting. You're my bodyguard, you've been my bodyguard for about a month and I have some attachment issues. You're kind to me, you speak to me while usually I'm pretty isolated from people. You've cheered me up, kept me safe, put a smile on my face even on some of my darker days.

I'm a little bit shy, introverted, but around you I've come out of my shell. You're usually quite hard on people but you have a soft spot for me. And because of that I've fallen hopelessly head over heels in love with you. To the point I can't think about anything or anybody else.

Where you used to stand outside my door at night, I've started asking you to stay in my room with me at night, so you can sleep too. I was disappointed when you chose to sleep on the chair in the room.

When I bathe, I've started asking you to stay in the bath house with me rather than standing outside the door, yet you turn your back to me out of respect whenever I undress much to my disappointment.

When you accompany me on my walks through the gardens I hold onto your arm and keep myself pressed against your side. When you ask why, I say it's because it makes me feel safer. Which isn't a lie, I do feel safer, but the main reason is I want to be close to you.

I don't have the courage to confess how I'm feeling. Not at first. Until one night at a feast I get some bad news, my Father wants to ship me off to another kingdom, I am to marry some Prince there. So I indulge in the wine a little too much during the feast. At some point I tell you that I need to get some air. But instead I head back to my room.

I'm drunk to the point I'm struggling to walk in a straight line but I'm still coherent. I still know what I'm doing. Once inside my room. I ask you to help me get out of my dress. You try to do it while being respectful, the moment you move to turn away I grab your wrist to stop you. "You don't have to do that...I don't want you to do that"

You tell me I'm drunk and I frown, I make a point of removing the last of my clothing while keeping eye contact with you. I tell you that I'm in love with you. That it's not the wine talking. That I need you. You start the whole, "We can't" conversation and I just stand on the tips of my toes and kiss you instead.

We end up on the bed kissing, you break the kiss to ask me if this is really what I want? That I'm drunk and you don't want to take advantage of me. I don't answer the question directly but with another question instead. "Why do you think I've been asking you to stay in my room at night?" Then I kiss you again.

Then we spend the night with our bodies writhing against one another in a mixture of slow passionate sex filled with love followed by rough, primal sex, consumed by lust while everybody else is occupied at the feast.

\*\*Thank you for reading\*\*

This is supposed to be a wholesome, long term story filled with lots of sex. My character won't end up being shipped off to another kingdom, the pair will choose to go on the run instead, get married and start their own life while constantly looking over their shoulders. But before that there'll be a lot of sneaking around inside the castle.

I'm looking for a detailed partner. 1-4 paragraphs per post.

I'd like there to be a small age gap between the characters. Mine will be 19, yours can be 24-30.

I am 18+ and all characters and participants must also be 18+

Kinks: Slow sex, Passionate Sex, Sweaty Sex, Risk of Being caught, Aftercare, Risk of pregnancy, Oral (Giving Only), Pregnancy, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Throat Holding, Being Pinned Down, Multiple Positions, Multiple rounds, Facials, Lingerie, Clothed Sex, Hold The Moan, Restraints.

Limits: Anything toilet related, Oral (receiving).

Royalattitude0141

Medieval/Fantasy Setting. You're my bodyguard, you've been my bodyguard for about a month and I have some attachment issues. You're kind to me, you speak to me while usually I'm pretty isolated from people. You've cheered me up, kept me safe, put a smile on my face even on some of my darker days.

I'm a little bit shy, introverted, but around you I've come out of my shell. You're usually quite hard on people but you have a soft spot for me. And because of that I've fallen hopelessly head over heels in love with you. To the point I can't think about anything or anybody else.

Where you used to stand outside my door at night, I've started asking you to stay in my room with me at night, so you can sleep too. I was disappointed when you chose to sleep on the chair in the room.

When I bathe, I've started asking you to stay in the bath house with me rather than standing outside the door, yet you turn your back to me out of respect whenever I undress much to my disappointment.

When you accompany me on my walks through the gardens I hold onto your arm and keep myself pressed against your side. When you ask why, I say it's because it makes me feel safer. Which isn't a lie, I do feel safer, but the main reason is I want to be close to you.

I don't have the courage to confess how I'm feeling. Not at first. Until one night at a feast I get some bad news, my Father wants to ship me off to another kingdom, I am to marry some Prince there. So I indulge in the wine a little too much during the feast. At some point I tell you that I need to get some air. But instead I head back to my room.

I'm drunk to the point I'm struggling to walk in a straight line but I'm still coherent. I still know what I'm doing. Once inside my room. I ask you to help me get out of my dress. You try to do it while being respectful, the moment you move to turn away I grab your wrist to stop you. "You don't have to do that...I don't want you to do that"

You tell me I'm drunk and I frown, I make a point of removing the last of my clothing while keeping eye contact with you. I tell you that I'm in love with you. That it's not the wine talking. That I need you. You start the whole, "We can't" conversation and I just stand on the tips of my toes and kiss you instead.

We end up on the bed kissing, you break the kiss to ask me if this is really what I want? That I'm drunk and you don't want to take advantage of me. I don't answer the question directly but with another question instead. "Why do you think I've been asking you to stay in my room at night?" Then I kiss you again.

Then we spend the night with our bodies writhing against one another in a mixture of slow passionate sex filled with love followed by rough, primal sex, consumed by lust while everybody else is occupied at the feast.

**Thank you for reading**

This is supposed to be a wholesome, long term story filled with lots of sex. My character won't end up being shipped off to another kingdom, the pair will choose to go on the run instead, get married and start their own life while constantly looking over their shoulders. But before that there'll be a lot of sneaking around inside the castle.

I'm looking for a detailed partner. 1-4 paragraphs per post.

I'd like there to be a small age gap between the characters. Mine will be 19, yours can be 24-30.

I am 18+ and all characters and participants must also be 18+

Kinks: Slow sex, Passionate Sex, Sweaty Sex, Risk of Being caught, Aftercare, Risk of pregnancy, Oral (Giving Only), Pregnancy, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Throat Holding, Being Pinned Down, Multiple Positions, Multiple rounds, Facials, Lingerie, Clothed Sex, Hold The Moan, Restraints.

Limits: Anything toilet related, Oral (receiving).

Royalattitude0141