I was sure he could feel my heart pounding wildly beneath his feet. Seeing him standing on my chest with his massive, muscular naked body, decorated in tasteful battle scars made me feel needy, desperate. My little bodyguard used his bulging arms to pull at the heavy chain clasped to my collar, making me mewl with excitement. I felt so tempted to just scoop him into my hand and press him to my lips, but it was my turn to submit. 

He gave the chain another tug, a little more forceful this time. I felt the collar strain against my long neck, red marks likely blooming from the friction. I instinctively reached for my throat, only for Soren to rush forward and kick my hand away with one of his powerful legs. 

“Ah, no hands, big man,” he scolded. My ears heated up, smile spreading wide. I was regularly amazed by his physical strength. Despite being a fraction of my size, he could actually push me around when he wanted to. 

“Sorry,” I said with a smirk, obediently lowering my arms and letting them rest at my sides. “Have you come to conquer a giant, big hero?” 

I saw his ears turn red. Role playing like that made him terribly embarrassed in the beginning, but he started to come around to it over time. He would humor me now and again. 

“Put your hands behind your head,” he said firmly. 

My heart fluttered as I did as my tiny captor demanded. I couldn’t wait to see what he’d do next. I just peered at him expectantly, unabashedly ogling his body. 

“That’s a good boy..” He walked across my chest and hopped off my shoulder before I felt him begin to tie my wrists to the headboard with a thick rope. I couldn’t help but squirm, tugging at the restraints. 

“There. No more grabbing,” he said as he climbed back onto my chest, dusting off his hands. I arched my back, causing my chest to rise and for Soren to stumble a little. 

“What are you going to do with me now?” I asked, eyes shining. “Since you have me all tied up..” I wetted my lips, hoping that they might entice him to come closer. He seemed to take the bait, approaching my face like a moth to a flame. I felt one of his hands drag across my lower lip before he was beating his thick cock against it. I immediately salivated, eager to taste him. 

“Let’s shut you up..” he said gruffly as I parted my lips a bit more, letting his cock slide onto my tongue. I sucked dutifully for my knight, moaning around his length just the way he liked. It felt good to be dominated even if it was partially fabricated- I mean, if anyone was capable of slaying me, it was Soren. I was a gorgeous, wild beast being conquered by a noble hero, yanking at my restraints and making a fuss as he showed me who was in charge. 

I could feel the servants moving about near my thighs. My harem was something else he was embarrassed by for a while, but it didn’t take him long to realize what an effective tool they could be for pleasuring me. I was bigger than most buildings, not to mention spoiled- I expected a lot from my lovers. I wondered what he had planned with them as I sucked on his cock. They seemed to be waiting for a signal, and though I enjoyed having him in my mouth, I was getting needy. 

Feeling bratty, I opened my mouth a bit wider and curled my powerful tongue around his body, pulling him inside. I heard him shout as he fell into my mouth. 

“Hey!!” He thrashed around, kicking his legs- the only part of him not currently engulfed. I playfully ran my tongue over his strong body a few times before gently spitting him out. His normally rather tan skin turned bright red in embarrassment. 

“What is wrong with you?!” He exclaimed, breaking character. He looked frustrated with me but he was at least smiling, so it couldn’t have been too serious. I shrugged, giggling. 

“I felt like eating you?” I worked my lower lip between my teeth, giving him a smirk. “You should punish me about it..” 

He shook his head at me before playfully rolling his eyes. He put his fingers in his mouth, whistling loudly to the servants. /Yes/. He was giving them a signal. 

“Pull your legs to your chest, giant,” He commanded. 

I felt practically giddy when he said that, my heart racing as I lifted my legs and pulled them to my chest, staring down at my lover with big, shining eyes. I felt small hands on my ass and couldn’t help but imagine what the view was like for my servants. Soren often expressed its immaculate roundness and I had to agree with him- it was equal parts firm, muscular and fat. It wasn’t long before I felt one of my servants rubbing lube on my entrance, preparing me for the main event. 

That was when I saw one of my dildos being carried in. I’d had a ton of toys commissioned by the Kingdom’s best craftsmen all made monstrously large to fit my body. It took several men to carry that particular toy- the thought of that alone made me insatiably horny. All of my little playmates had to work so hard to please me. Fucking me in the ass required a huge production and there was my Soren, running the show. 

I let out a moan as they played with my asshole, pulling my legs back a bit more. My servants used a rod to get me nice and ready, the muscles inside of me relaxing enough so that they could house the giant dildo without too much resistance. 

“Feels good, huh baby?” My lover asked in a low tone. I squirmed and writhed with pleasure, pulling at my restraints. 

“Please..,” I whined, desperate to be fucked. Soren smirked at me before signaling the servants to lift the heavy piece of sexual machinery. I braced myself for the finely carved, generously lubed cock to enter me as the servants heaved it forward. My mouth immediately fell open, feeling overwhelmed by the size of it. Soren gently rubbed my chest to comfort me, making sure I could handle it. It didn’t take long for me to adjust. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I arched my back and pressed my hips down, causing the servants to almost lose their grip on the dildo, but they muscled through, managing to fuck me against all odds. My moans shook the walls. There was no more discomfort, just a world of pleasure. 

I started to lose my grip on what was happening after that point. I just knew it felt incredibly nice. I know Soren walked down my abdomen where he wrapped himself around my cock, but I couldn’t tell you how long he was down there. I feel like it must not have been long, especially after his mouth was lapping at my head. Overwhelmed by pleasure, It all pushed me over the edge and I came and came, feeling pretty and worshiped and dominated. My head fell against the pillow, chest heaving as I caught my breath. My lover eventually scurried back up towards my face, drenched in come as usual. 

“You seemed to have fun?” He said with a smile. 

“Mmm, so much fun..” I smiled at him dumbly. 

He giggled. “Should I tell everyone to take a shower?” 

I nodded, feeling spent. “Mhm… Nice work everyone..” I sighed as my servants started to clean up. “Untie me, love?” 

After he untied me and the servants left, I let him get cleaned up before we snuggled for a while. I hugged the pillow that he was lying on, nuzzling my face against him and covering him in kisses. We’d been together for almost four months now and it seemed like when we weren’t exploring each other's bodies, we were snuggling, or kissing, or at least spending time together. I suppose we were already inseparable with him being my bodyguard, but our relationship had grown into something much more intimate. I wanted him near me constantly. In fact, I found myself longing for him throughout the regular course of the day. Hours spent in the royal court seemed to drag on as he stood guard at my side, wearing his thick armor. I couldn’t even see his sweet face through that helmet. It would make me dreadfully pouty at times, but I suppose it just made our alone time that much more special. 

I dragged a finger bigger than his body down his side, feeling the way his muscular torso connected to his hips, his strong thighs. My eyes fell to his fat, muscular abdomen. My man was really built like a bull. He flushed under my gaze, still ever nervous around me despite having sex with me sometimes multiple times a day. 

“What?” He asked with a nervous chuckle, covering his body a little. 

I rolled my eyes playfully, easily pushing his hands off of his body so that I could continue to ogle him without difficulty. 

“What do you mean ‘what’? You’re hot, so I’m looking…” I dragged my finger down his chest, smirking. 

I watched his smile manifest his dimples, embarrassed and flushed and adorable. “Me? But you’re stunning..,” He said earnestly, gazing at me like I was the most beautiful man on the planet. I just smirked, my own cheeks lighting up. 

“We should read tonight..” 

He sighed in exasperation, laughing. “Prince, I need to get back into my gear. I’m here to guard you, remember? We can’t always have sleepovers..” 

We’d been reading together a lot before bed. Usually, I’d lie on my stomach and have the book propped up in front of us. He’d stare up at pages taller than the walls of the house he grew up in as I  read aloud for us. There was something really intimate about it that made me feel close to him. 

I rolled my eyes, then shot him one of my most pouty looks. “No one is coming to kill me. Everyone worships me too much for that..” 

He raised his eyebrow, trying hard to be the voice of reason even though he was definitely susceptible to my guilt tactics. “Cass, you know the danger. I don’t have to explain that to you..” He rested one of his hands on my finger, staring up at me. 

It was true. I talked a big game about feeling invincible, that there wasn’t a human on the planet aside from maybe Soren capable of taking me down, but it was far from the truth. There’s a reason I scoped out the strongest warrior in the kingdom to protect me after all. See, my parents were murdered when I was young, and though their killers have since been reprimanded, I know there are still others who must share the same vision- hatred for giants. After the tragedy, I was appointed a guard to stay at my side at all times, but as I grew up, he grew old. That was when I decided to hold the tournament and how I met my Soren. 

I just stared back at him before rolling my eyes and flopping back onto the bed, sighing dramatically. “I suppose I’ll just spend my evening all alone..” 

He just shook his head at me, chuckling. I felt him climb onto my chest and pause in front of my face. “Sleep well, Prince,” He said sweetly before placing a soft kiss on my lips. I sighed again as I watched him climb down my bed and make his way across my chambers. 

“We’re going to the beach tomorrow,” I stated. Our date was not up for debate. He just smiled wide and gave me a little nod before stepping out the door. I stared for a moment, knowing that he’d be just on the other side throughout the night. At least he was close… 

I eventually pulled myself out of bed, needing to wash up for the night. Standing in front of my bathroom mirror, my eyes fell to the curve of my face, noticing the way my already sharp cheekbones were looking more pronounced. I sighed. I’d been losing unwanted weight for a few weeks. I dampened a rag with some hot water then doused it in makeup remover. I scrubbed away my mascara, my blush, the concealer beneath my eyes, suddenly feeling exhausted. As I glanced up to my fresh face, I was assaulted by the image of dark circles under my eyes. My heart sank as a version of myself that I barely recognized stared back at me. 

“Going to bed early, huh?” 

The voice startled me so much that I nearly brought my fist down on her. My eyes darted to Moira standing on the bathroom counter, my heart pounding as I brought my hand to my chest. 

“Good god! Moira?!” I took a moment to collect my composure, then turned back to her. “I could have murdered you, you know??” 

She just laughed as he climbed up one of the servant ladders, beckoning me to come closer. “You missed some. Come here.” 

I sighed as I brought my face closer to the small woman, letting her wipe away some mascara smudged on my cheek. We’d practically been together since birth. She was only a few months older than me, the daughter of a servant. As soon as we were old enough to make friends, we were toddling around the castle together. I can only imagine what that must have been like for her- befriending a boy large enough to pick up a carriage in one hand by the age of two. She never really seemed phased by it though, and I suppose I’d always been a pretty gentle giant. There were very few moments in my childhood that I accidentally crushed something or knocked someone over and it was never on purpose or during a tantrum. Which is good because I don’t know who I’d be if I lost Moira. She was my closest friend, the person who understood me most in the world. 

Having successfully removed the mascara smudge, she sighed as she pulled the rag away. I watched her brow furrow, concern in her voice, “The dark circles are looking worse today…”

I looked down at my hands, tracing the creases on my palm. I was almost ashamed. My beauty had always taken such a big priority, and it seemed like that was falling out of my grasp. “I know..”

“...You haven’t told him yet?” 

I just shook my head. “I don’t want him to worry.” 

She put a tiny hand on my cheek, gently petting me. Things were silent for a moment- what was there to say? I decided to change the subject. 

“You want to have a sleepover?” I asked with a smile. 

Her melancholy expression slowly morphed into a smirk. “Oh? Your boy-toy not staying over tonight?” 

I shook my head, sighing. “He’s being a loyal little bodyguard..” 

She crossed her arms, giving me a sassy look. “Good to know that I’m your second choice.” 

This made me laugh. I rolled my eyes as I scooped her into my hand and started carrying her to my bedroom. “You know that’s bullshit.” I gently tossed her onto one of my pillows, making her squeak. After removing my clothes, I crawled into bed, snuggling up next to her the same way I did with Soren. 

“You’re one needy man, huh?” She said playfully. I smiled at her, batting my eyelashes. 

“Do the thing where you rub my eyebrows?” 

She rolled her eyes, giggling as she reached out and dragged her hand through the hair of one of my brows. I sighed contently, closing my eyes as she continued to stroke with the grain. I’d barely done anything that day, but my body felt like it had run a marathon. I was very quickly drifting off with the comfort of my friend’s presence. 

“You have to tell him, angel..,” I heard her whisper. 

I took a small breath, considering pretending not to hear. I peered at her for a moment before leaning in and kissing the top of her head.

“I will.”