The Queen's Governess

I hate to say it, but I think I've known it for a while. The truth of the matter is that I've moved on from roleplaying on Tumblr. I still love to do it, but something about maintaining a whole blog around it has just...fallen to the wayside with me. So at this point, this blog will be on permanent hiatus/not active. I am still roleplaying on Discord and I would love to have any and all of you there to both continue a friendship or write, or you can also find me on my personal blog here

She nodded, but muttered a please? before continuing to gently pull at Kat’s hand. She was already anticipating the feel of warm, soft fingertips on her entrance, all while she half-closed her eyes to return the sweet kiss. A feeling of warmth and love swept over her: a feeling that she never felt in any of her previous relationships. Percy could have been a decent husband if he had any semblance of a backbone, but she was glad that he hadn’t.

Otherwise, she would have missed out on her, and Kat was irreplaceable.

Anne moaned at the touch of Kat’s lipson her skin. It might have seemed impossible to others that two women their agecould still feel desire for each other, yet they continued to defy such sillynotions time and time again. The only thing really holding them back was theirage; her love and desire for Kat had never wavered. If anything, itstrengthened, and she followed her wife over to the bed like she was in atrance. “I am far from old,” she declared, though that wassomething that anyone, including Kat, could easily disprove. 

As strange as itwas, though, she felt young as ever, and she climbed over to Kat, movingbetween her wife’s legs and bending her head over her heat. They might not beable to rub themselves over each other anymore, not with their hips ( or atleast, Anne’s ) easily exhausted from the vigorous tribbing, but there werestill things they could do to each other to make each other come. Anne ran hertongue up and down Kat’s sex for that initial taste, having pulled her hair toone side to keep it away from her face.

A moan escaped from the other woman, her back arching in response. She’d expected Anne to come up and kiss her, to work her way down as she always had but the woman had always been determined to keep her on her toes through the years. Never keeping the same routine lest they both get bored. Some moments were soft, romantic, serious and wrapped up in each other. Others they’d giggle through it as if they were young again and first exploring these pleasures. Tonight, it seemed a frantic moment of trying to reconnect after Kat’s near death experience. 

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“Kat,” she whined, doing her best to sit up in bed. Her belly wasgetting in the way, but she tried a few more times before giving up and fallingback on the mattress. Her divorce had been finalized, and her absolute shit ofan ex-husband was already onto his third wife. Then again, so was Anne, and shesmiled the moment she saw her girlfriend, her hand held out. “Need yourhelp,” was what she said next, intent on guiding the other woman’s handbetween her legs.

Kat had stepped out of the bathroom, still working on drying her hair after she’d spent a half hour under the warm water to warm her bones against the cold weather that had crept in as of late. Smiling, she chuckled as she watched her girlfriend. Tossing the towel in the hamper, she walked to the bed and kissed her forehead. “What is, dear?” She asked as she bent to kiss her gently. 

The days following Elizabeth’s coronation had been hectic to say the least. She’d been brought back the moment Elizabeth had a say in anything. And with the dust settled, the newly appointed queen had smuggled her mother back and had spoken about reuniting. For the moment though, the queen had other things to attend and she was left to greet and entertain the woman. 

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"Madame Ashley." Catherine gestured to a chair across from the one the queen herself was sitting in. "Please, sit." She waited until Kat had sat down before addressing the topic she had asked the other woman to come to her chambers about. "I hear the Lady Elizabeth has been unwell. It is nothing serious, I hope?"