A Night With The King

“Please, take it off,”

He pressed, not telling her what he wanted to do. She shrugged and turned her back to him, he understood and unzipped her dress, he touched her shoulder and when she looked at him, he turned her whole body around to face him. He pulled the dress off her body and took a breath. He had seen her naked so many times than he could count but each time she took off her clothes, he still felt like he was unlocking a present.

“Lance,”

She whispered when he slowly got on his knees in front of her. He had to apologize to their baby. He reached out and touched her stomach. The baby jumped, shocking him, he took his hands back and stared at Sophie and then at the baby bump. Over the last couple of months, while they slept together on the same bed, he has felt the baby move a couple of times but never as strong as it is now.

“I think she likes her daddy,”

Sophie said. Lance looked up at her and she nodded.

“Really? You really think she likes me?”

He asked, suddenly feeling unsure.

“Lancelot, our baby loves you, even though I never told her, she knew too, she always gets excited when you are near us, feel it, she only gets this jumpy when you are close,”

She reached out for his hand and pulled it over her tummy where their baby laid, his eyes got watery when he felt her move again.

“She is amazing,”

He whispered. It was as if his baby was welcoming him because everywhere he touched, she moved there.

“Yes, she is, just like her daddy, you both her amazing, I don’t think I deserve you guys but you are mine,”

Sophie commented. He pulled her into a hug while still on his knees, resting his head on her tummy.

“Yes, we are yours just like you belong to us, Sophie, you deserve us,”

He told her. They stayed just like that for a few minutes; he felt at peace, he was going to be a father and Sophie was with him. He felt thankful that he had stayed with her that day when the princess had confronted her. If he had not stayed back, if he had tried to suppress what he felt for her, he might never have gotten the chance to meet his baby before she came into the world. He felt thankful that even though he put her through so much shit, Sophie still said yes and still chose him.

“I love you, Sophie, so very much,”

He whispered against her tummy; she patted his hair softly.

“I love you too, Lance,”

She responded. He stood up and cradled her face in his arms.

“I love you, I love our baby, I love our family, Sophie, so much,”

He whispered to her and smiled when she did. He kissed her softly and lovingly, letting his lips show her just how much she meant to him. She kissed him back too, caressing the back of his head. He could stay like they were right now forever, just the three of them. No bastard would ever come to claim his woman and his child like he had feared.

“Oh, hell,”

He let out and broke the kiss, shocking Sophie who stared at him in confusion. He slapped his face with both hands when the thought flashed into his head again. there was no bastard. No, he was the bastard.

“Aha,”

Lance said and fell on the bed holding his head, he couldn’t believe he had been jealous of himself and also spent time cursing at himself.

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Sophie asked with concern. She looked worried. He pulled himself together and tried to talk to her but the thought flashed in his head again and he placed both hands on his head. Hitting himself.

“It was me! it was me all along, I am the bastard, I am the madman? I am the crazy fucker who knocked you over and left you on your own, oh, my, it was me, me,”

Lance let out pointing at himself and also dragging his hair, Sophie’s face lit up when she realized what he was about and she started to laugh. As much as he loved her laugh, he wasn’t so pleased with her laughing when he had literally been cursing himself and secretly harboring hate towards himself.

“Don’t laugh, I am going through a lot right now,”

He warned. She didn’t listen and continued laughing.

“I was so jealous of him, so scared that he might show up one day and take the both of you away from me. I hated him so much and wanted him to stay far away from my family but all along, it was me, I was the one. I hated on myself, felt jealous of myself, and was also scared of myself, Lancelot you piece of shit,”

Lance scolded himself, covering his face with both hands. He removed his hands from his face when he felt her touch him.

“Lancelot that I know isn’t a piece of shit, he is a king! The number one citizen of Otano, a good king who put his people’s thoughts and needs in mind; a loving man who loves me and our child, Lancelot is the best man I have met, so no, don’t say things like that in front of me,”

She said the last part scoldingly. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his head on her tummy again. He felt his baby move again. it felt like a pat, like she was telling him he did well even though he wasn’t feeling like that right now. He almost failed them both but thankfully, he didn’t. After a while of just staying in her embrace with her hands around his shoulder, he became more aware of his environment and realized that Sophie was practically naked against him except for her bra and panties. He felt his groin harden at the thought, she must have felt the change too because she pulled away from him and pointed at him.

“Keep your horny hands to yourself, your majesty,”

She said but he knew she didn’t mean it because in the next moment, she had her hand on the line of her panties and was going to take it off but he wanted to be the one to do that.

“Let me baby,”

He said and knelt in front of her for the second time. He was kneeling a lot now; he knew he would have to kneel again to ask her the most important question soon, he hoped when he did, she would say yes but for now, he wanted to enjoy this moment with her. He pulled her pants off and placed a tender kiss on the curve of her most private part, she inhaled deeply as her hand settled on his hair.