The Last Astrokight - Four

Now, with her ribs bound tightly, Allura felt a little better, but not much.

"Here." Lotor handed her a small bottle.

Allura looked at the dark dubious substance in the bottle suspisciously and made a face.

"I'll not drink that blood wine...the blood of innocents!" She said angrily.

"Would it help if I told you it was the rich blood of the not so innocent?" Prince Lotor snarled back.

"No!" Allura clamped her mouth shut.

"Drink the damn thing, little fool. It's naught but ale! It'll help a bit with your pain....or maybe you don't feel any, my ice princess?" He raised a pale brow sardonically.

"I don't trust you." Allura retorted.

"As well you shouldn't." Lotor replied with a michevious grin - just before he tackled her!

"AAAAHHHGH - mupf -: Allura's scream was cut off as Lotor forced the ale down her throat.

"Drink it aaaallll down, kitten." Lotor smirked. Allura had no choice but to swallow the stuff.When it was empty, Lotor's feline eyes sparkled with amusement.

"There! That wasn't so bad, was - OOWW!! Bitch!" Lotor yanked his hand that had been holding the bottle of ale away.

The wench had BIT him!"

Allura smirked at Lotor.

"I've killed for less, hellcat..." Lotor hissed menacingly.as he drew his sword."

"Then go ahead, heathen Drule, kill me, get it over with." Allura lifted her chin proudly as she shakily rose to her feet.. "And by the way, I am no mere wench, but of equal royal rank as you."

Lotor was seething as his blood ran hot.

"Then Princess ..." Instantly his sword was at her throat.

Instead of begging or pleading as most would do, the princess only lifted her head higher still, her eyes - as blue as the sky above them - stared levelly into his own, then closed.

No woman, nay no man nor beast had done that save for his father.

Suddenly, it happened.

The sword fell to the grass below, it's abscence unheeded by it's owner.

Lotor quickly gathered her to him, his lips seeking hers passionately, desperately.

Surprised by the onslaught, Allura's eyes opened wide. For a moment she struggled, her hands pushing at the black leather of his exo-armor.

It was useless like a butterfly trying to move an elephant.

Allura's slender hands spread out, luxuriating in the warm masculine feel of the leather upon his chest.

But the kiss - it melted her insides. She kissed back, tasting his mouth which had some sort of cinnamon spice within. The feel of his full lips upon her own, open, wanton ignited her very very being. Was this what Nanny warned about? Surely not! This was so good, and not even the rest of it!

As for Lotor, he couldn't think coherently. All he could think of was her , Allura...Allura...her lips like soft silk. Giving, recieving, just as thirsty for him as he was for her.

It was different - for both of them.

For Lotor, this was more than just lust. That was what he had felt for beautiful women. Women to him were just playthings, only fit to see to a man's needs, satisfy him in bed, and give birth to a man's children. Love never entered the picture. Love was a weakness that women trap men with, and so far, Lotor had avoided such entanglements despite his father's machinations.

Sweet....oh so good...must....have... Lotor thought as he slipped his darting tongue into her perfect mouth.

To Allura's surprise, she wanted more. Not for her the chaste passionless kisses of would be suitors who only wanted her planet. Dry, passionless, their wooing was as dry as bones - these men simply cardboard figures of what princes or kings were expected to be.These were the type of men Nanny and Voran wanted her to wed. Safe - and boring.

Fire....oh gods... Allura thought to herself.

They were so engrossed in each other, they almost didn't hear Lucifer's whinny.

Someone was approaching!!!

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