Joan of Arc

Salivating in the background.

Royal correspondents are predicting early summer, though when have they ever been right?

There has been a flurry of activity at the palace over the weekend, and rumours abound of an impending announcement.

Could we be seeing a date set for the Royal Wedding soon?

of her tongue.

The servers emerged, gathering empty glasses and plates, preparing the table for the next course of their fancy family dinner.

princess sneaking suitors into her chambers for a few sordid, steamy hours. Or... A stable boy with the tool to match his equine companions~."

The older blonde wanted to keep the conversation flowing, though the topics weren't set in stone. She simply asked what felt right as it reached the tip >

before reaching to take a sip of her wine. The next course would be along soon enough, but in the meantime she had her favourite girls to talk to; and entertain.

"We've talked first crushes... It's only natural we talk about first times. Ma Reine, do you remember your first? I imagine a young >

crotch.

"I know Mimi has a lovely garden at the new Vatican, it's worth seeing for sure. I think she is doing well though, rumour has it she'll be marrying a beautiful socialite soon... Thea-something. I forget her last name, but you should see her tits. Mon. Dieu."

Joan laughed jovially>

Joan herself had fairly green fingers, so to speak. Her little countryside farmhouse had a beautiful garden which she spent plenty of time in.

"You're not thinking of my farmhouse out in Domremy, are you?"

She asked, while her left hand nestled subtly between Claire's thighs; pushed to her >

𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝
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her bottom lip, before finally changing the subject. She didn't want Claire to burn up from the heat rising in her cheeks.

"Our current Pope is an adorable little puppy, and always has been, ever since I first met her."

Joan smiled proudly.

"Aww, she misses your taste~."

Joan snickered, before ceasing her invasion of the younger girl's privacy. Though, there was a flicker of arousal in her eyes as she slipped the phone back into her daughter's pocket.

"Did you two use P1NK together, or are you saving that~?"

The former Pope bit >

Lottie had been sexting Claire that morning, and... There was a picture.

Joan's eyes lit up the moment she saw it, and she subtly nudged the phone over to Daphne so her queen could see too.

"Adorable... She looks even smaller than you, Claire~. Are you the tall one in your romance~?"
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Joan was taking small bites of the lobster as Claire handed her the phone. She set it down on the table, smiling at the series of cute messages they'd exchanged.

"Mon dieu, this is adorable. Look how many hearts she sent you!"

The older woman cooed, scrolling up to see some other messages.

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minute~?"

Joan winked at Claire, before smiling lovingly at Daphne.

"Jamie said they were... Hmm... Practically naked the entire time and... Ah, oui, all over each other. Teenage love~."

The blonde sighed happily, her hand shifting just a little higher on Claire's thigh.

"But oui... Show us your messages~. I want to know all about this 'Lottie' and how you came to be infatuated with her~."

The oldest woman at the table grinned from ear to ear.

"Are you certain she has left the country~? We could easily send a car to the airport and bring her in at the last >

in her mouth... Or having sex with that same girl and her sister~."

Joan's hand squeezed Claire's thigh beneath the table, while smirking at the younger Kinsey.

"Among other ~terrible~ things of course."

Some of which she'd come perilously close to being charged for in court.

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the chance."

Unlike for Daph, it would remain that way for the medieval woman.

"Oh~? I heard that last Pope was as celibate and pious as any before her. She certainly wasn't spending most of her time embracing every sexual desire... Whether it is, say... Letting young, pretty teens spit >

Well then, that absolutely settled it. Daphne was going to get a very special, intimate present for her birthday this year.

Joan loved the playful banter at the table, beyond happy to just listen and take it all in.

"Ah, the same with me and the tanner's daughter. I longed for her, but never had>

In the shadows, stripped of sin.
In the shadows, deep within.
In the shadows, 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘺 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡.

<-- Kind of likes the idea of watching Amelie and Mimi fuck.

share intimacy with you, specifically. I miss the softness of your lips, and the way our bare bodies would connect under the sheets..."

The former Pope whispered, keeping her lips close to Eve's as she spoke.

"I miss having sex with you... Craving your taste... Feeling your tongue spreading me..."

a heartbreaker when she's grown up, it can already tell... Chanel will be at the door before she starts school."

A light chuckled followed before Joan tucked a finger under Evelyn's chin, tilting the Dollmaker's head upwards to plant a tender kiss on her lips.

"I missed this... Being able to >

Joan buried her fingers into Eve's hair as she felt the neck nuzzle, sighing in an almost contented way.

She kicked off her shoes so she could curl up better in her ex lover's lap, socked feet now resting on one thigh with her rear planted on the other.

"Merci, ma cherie. She's going to be >

A chilled lobster medallion, served with a fluffy avocado mousse, and lemon infused oil. A citrusy white wine was also poured into fresh glasses.

"Bon, this looks excellent."

She chirped, already prepared to give the palace kitchen staff a raise after just two courses.

at Daphne, while toying with the queen's fingers beneath the table.

Suffice to say, she had an idea for a wedding present to make her future-wife's day. Now all she needed to do was find this maid and collect a DNA sample~.

Before her thoughts could get too carried away the second course arrived.>

A beautiful smile spread across the blonde's lips, dazzling as ever, before she asked her follow-up question.

"Now I have to know, did anything happen? A young, horny Princess surely could have worked something out with a maid. Did you ever spy on her~?"

She bit her lips, looking intrigued >

"That's so sweet..."

Joan commented, hand on her cheek, gazing across the table at Elle with pure affection in her eyes. It was a sweet story, which then led into something a little spicier.

"Ah, so you've always had something for older women? Now I know why I was able to make you mine~."

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being smitten in your younger years?"

Joan asked, while the servers gathered empty plates.

to even think about being an item back in those times."

It was strange thinking back to an age where her bisexuality was just... confusing. She still remembered that girl's face, like it hadn't been close to 600 years.

"And what about you two, Ma Reine, my Sweetest-of-Hearts? Do you remember >