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The Concubine's Chambers

By: xenomina
folder +M through R › Prince of Persia
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 2
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Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Persia or any of it;'s characters, nor do I make money from this fic. I wouldn't mind a peice of the Prince fine ass, though...
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The Ultimatum

A/N: 150+ Views! I am so glad you guys seem to be enjoying my work. For your viewing pleasure, I give you Part 2 of the Concubine’s Chambers. As you may have realized, this one revolves around their second run in with the Concubine in the Royal Spire. There is not tentacle action this time I fear, but there is plenty of hot oral and Prince on Elika action. So! Without further ado, please read, review, and enjoy!

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Their lungs strained for air as they crawled onto the platform holding the next Fertile Ground, Corruption thick in their lungs, leaving the pair gasping for fresh air. They had climbed the tower in a hurry, trying to escape the Concubine and her corrupted air. They were left coughing and gasping even as the she appeared once more, strolling towards them with her scepter raised high. Was she going to fight them head on this time? Or was she up to more tricks. Elika had hoped the former, but was left in despair and Corruption shot up under her, grabbing her limbs just like their first encounter.

But even as she was about to warn the Prince to be careful, he was getting to his feet and unsheathing his blade. Elika watched as the Prince charged the Concubine, trying to grab her with his Gauntlet, but to no avail. One step, the Corruption had grabbed an ankle, giving the dark substance the leeway to grab his other limbs just like before. Elika tried to pull herself free, but her lungs still ached from the corrupted air, and she couldn’t find the strength, at least not until she had caught her breath.

Elika watched as the Concubine walked over the Prince, touching his cheek with her black, Corrupted hand.

“You poor thing.” She teased. “How can you keep helping a girl so bound by her duty?” Her hand moved and cupped his chin. “You could have me instead…”

Elika could see the hatred in the Prince’s eyes as he spat in the imps face. Her heart warmed for only a second as she looked on at her companion’s defiance.

“Fuck you.”

“You would have me so easily…?” The Concubine hissed in his ear, pressing herself against the Prince and grinding herself against his leg, dropping her scepter to devout her full attention towards him.

Elika pulled against her restraints, she had to get herself free, stop the Concubine…

She heard a groan from the Prince; the Concubine was palming his crotch, trying to make him hard. She could see him grinding his teeth and he did everything he could to get away from her touch, but with little success. A hand gently tugged his pants down, and Elika shut her eyes and turned her head away.

“Fight it off!” She yelled to him, her lungs and body finally starting to feel refreshed as she breathed the corrupted air out of her.

“I’m TRYING!” He growled back, a moan making it way out as the Concubine slowly stroked his hardening manhood. Damn her, even if she was a Corrupted, it felt good to have a woman touch him. It had been so long since he had lain with a woman, let alone touch himself.

Elika could tell this was a fight the Prince couldn’t win. He was already putty in the Concubine’s talented hands, one hand stroking him lazily as the other fondled his balls…

She had to concentrate, pull on the light within her and escape. She took a breath, her mind beginning to reach out towards the magic of her god…

Another moan, she closed her eyes even tighter, trying to shut out the distractions. She was so close to reaching it, she could feel Ormazd calling out to her, feel the warmth building inside her heart.

“Elika…do something…” The Prince groaned, the Concubine stroking him harder now, pushing him towards that fateful release.

Suddenly she had it, hope sprung forth from her heart as she felt the light run through her veins, exiting her fingertips in fiery wrath. Her body glowed as she let the light of Ormazd burst forth from her feet and hands, dissolving the Corruption that restrained her. She caught herself as she fell to the floor, taking another breath of fresh air before leaping up charging the Concubine, her own anger and determination fueling the holy flame that covered her body. She struck out with her palms, the light reaching out to attack the Corrupted whore. She screamed and stumbled back, picking up her scepter and swinging it at Elika’s head.

Even as Elika moved back to get out of the way, she heard the clash of metal. The Prince was there in front of her, his sword up and blocking the Concubine’s attack.

“Thanks for the warm up, but I prefer my women human.” He moved to swing his sword down on top of her, only for it to hit empty air as the demon blinked away, leaving the two in uncomfortable silence.

Elika looked over to him and smiled, careful to keep her eyes away from the budge he was stuffing back into his pants.

“I’m going to heal the grounds now.”

“Go for it.” He grunted. Dammit, he had gotten close. Too uncomfortably close to release. He had to do something about this or there would be no way he would be able to resist the Concubine again, and he would inevitably end up a Corrupted like her. Even as he felt the rush of warmth and life behind him from Elika healing the Fertile Ground, he turned and strolled towards the corner of the tower. He wasn’t exactly comfortable jacking off in front of Elika, but it was much better than finding someplace more private and covered in Ahriman’s Corruption.

Elika gasped as she fell back to the grassy ground, resting for a moment before crawling over to a light seed. Even as she felt the strength enter her hand and flow through her body, she could hear the clang of metal behind her. She turned, curious, only to see the Prince had sat down near a corner of the tower, taking off his glove and letting it join his gauntlet next to him.

“What are you doing…?” His hand moved in front of him, where she couldn’t see. “You’re not going to masturbate, are you?”

The Prince groaned in response.

“Here, NOW?” What the hell was he thinking?!?

“Have any better ideas, Princess?” He looked back at her, leaning on one arm for support. The glare she gave him meant he’d need to give an explanation. He cursed mentally as he stood up and once again stuffed his aching member away.

“Look…” He turned to face her, she was covering her eyes. “I’m decent Elika.”

She hesitantly moved her hands away from her eyes and chided him. “Clothed yes, but definitely not decent.”

“Look, the way I see it. The Concubine’s gonna get what she wants from us if we don’t take care of ourselves first.”

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Elika gave a look of disgust.

“Yeah I am Elika. Look, it’ll be a lot easier to resist her if we’ve already gotten off.” The Prince smiled as he let a few wonderful images of him and Elika float through his mind. “Besides, I am an expert lover.”

“Yeah right.”

“You know I’m right Elika. Besides, you know you want me.”

Yes, he was right. He was handsome and he was right and she hated him for it. The bond had grown so strong between them…she found herself warming up to the idea of letting the Prince please her.

After all, once her task was done, she would never be able to be in the arms of a man again…

Damn Ahriman, damn him and the Corrupted. Damn the Concubine, and damn the cocky bastard in front of her that had more common sense than she had at the moment.

“Fine, but don’t expect intercourse.”

The Prince chuckled as he slowly walked over to her, gently grabbing her arms even as she hesitantly placed hers on his waist. He would take things only as quickly as she wanted them to go. He looked over her face, realizing just how beautiful she really was. Brown hair tickled rosy cheeks and graced a perfect neck. Beautiful hazel eyes stared up at him, her eyes lit with nervousness and wanton anticipation. It would be an honor to please such a beautiful woman, even in this small sanctuary of a hell on earth.

Slowly, he dipped his head, Elika standing up on her toes to meet him. Butterflies pooled in her stomach as he brushed his lips against hers before finally meeting her in a kiss. Electricity flowed between them as he ran his bare hands over her arms then around her back. This felt right, so right she couldn’t explain it. She pressed herself against him a little more, turning her head to deepen the kiss. He smiled and obliged, eliciting a small moan from her as he snaked his tongue out to lick at her lips, begging entrance to her mouth. She opened her mouth just a little, her tongue meeting his in an erotic dance.

Elika experimentally ran her tongue along his chapped lips before intertwining with his once more. She ran her hands along his back, noticing the indents of the pressed leather pattern of his vest before snaking a hand into his dirty hair. He seemed to approve of this, cupping the back of her head in return and pulling her against him. She could feel his erection pressing into her thigh, and she ground against it a little, satisfied when he groaned into the kiss. Finally after what seemed an eternity of bliss, they pulled away for breath.

Elika decided the scarf had to go, what did he look like without it on anyway? Carefully, as to not accidently rip his precious lucky scarves, she unwrapped the cloth from his head and shoulders, watching as ragged dark hair dropped and covered his face. His hair was knotted and obviously in need of a good washing, but the rugged haircut seemed to fit him very well. He flashed her his trademark grin and ran a hand through his hair to get the rough bangs out of his eyes, and to her, he looked even better with the scarf off.

The Prince took the opportunity to remove the belt holding the sheath to his sword, letting it drop next to him before shrugging out of his long vest. Elika placed a tentative hand against it, running a hand under the loose cotton shirt that he wore underneath. He was well toned, well-defined muscle seeming to dominate the various scars he had undoubtedly received from past battles. Her hands continued to roam his chest and shoulders as he gently pulled her into him, dipping his head to kiss her jaw and neck. He wrapped an arm around her waist, moving so she could grind against his leg as he continued to savor her skin. He nipped her neck, licking her throat and causing her to moan and whimper again. She started to grind against him, lust beginning to take over her. Even through the layers of cloth between them, he could tell she was hot with need.

“Hold onto me.” He whispered in her ear, and she obliged, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as he held onto her thighs. She kissed his neck as he walked them over to a wall and pressed her against it, them both letting out a content sigh as he freely ground himself against her. He dipped his head once more, slipping down a shoulder of her shirt and nibbling and sucking on the exposed skin. She moaned as he took a perked nipple into his mouth, sucking on it as though his life depended on it. Her moans only spurred him on as he ground against her harder, one hand holding his lover up as another worked to lift up her shirt so she could pull it off.

The garment thrown aside, her chest was fully exposed to his lustful gaze. He used his free hand to caress one of her firm breasts, causing her to let out more delicious sounds as he gently pinched and tugged at the auburn nipple before taking the other is his mouth, sucking it an licking at it with equal fervor. Elika ran a hand over his chest again, experimentally flicking a nipple and making him groan a little with the touch.

“Elika…” He breathed her name as took a good hold of her again, moving away from the wall and walking towards a nice grassy patch on the platform. He laid her down on the grass, quickly kicking off his sandals and removing his grieves before crawling on top of her. His lips seized hers once more, the kiss much more passionate as his hand traveled her body. He caressed her breasts before he dared travel lower, caressing her sides before he finally settled between her thighs, stroking her moist folds under her pants.

He could feel her squirm and whimper as he teased her, his fingers dancing over her folds before flicking her sweet nub, Elika letting out a loud moan from the touch. Reluctantly he ended the kiss, and concentrated on removing her pants. She flushed as she began fully exposed to him. She was soaking wet and ready for any attention he was willing to give her. The Prince grinned as he removed his own pants, watching Elika’s face turn even redder as his hard cock was exposed for her gaze. She seemed fascinated by it, was this the first time she’d ever seen a man naked?

“Get on top of me.” He instructed her as he lay down next to her on the grass.

“Excuse me? I thought I told you we weren’t having intercourse.”

“We aren’t, princess. Face the other way.”

Elika’s eye went wide, even as she obeyed him. Suddenly his manhood seemed very intimating, especially since it was now right in front of her face.

“I’ve never pleased a man before…” She admitted. All she knew about sex was from what her teachers had told her, and what she had found out herself by peeking in on the harem chambers when they invited the younger guards for a night of ‘stress relief.’ She never courted a man before, let along suck or stroked a man’s penis.

“I guarantee whatever you do right now will feel great.”

Elika frowned before taking a hand and wrapping it around the Prince’s cock, experimentally stroking the length.

“Yes…” The Prince groaned and thrust into her hand. “Keep doing that.”

As Elika set to work, the Prince decided to put his attention on the task at hand…the very erotic task at hand. He ran two fingers over Elika’s slick folds, causing her to moan and shudder. He gently pulled her down a little closer to him and breathed, taking in her intoxicating scent. Gently, he spread her netherlips and snaked out his tongue, almost teasingly running the tip of his tongue along the length. Elika moaned again, forgetting all about the fact that she had a role to play too as he continue to lick her, causing her to moan even louder with ever pass of the Prince’s tongue.

“Why’d you stop?” He suddenly asked her, before flicking his tongue against her sensitive nub. “That felt really good.”

“Right…” She gasped. “Sorry. It just…”

“Feels incredible? I have that effect.”

Deciding to withhold the comeback forming in her head, she swallowed her pride and tried licking the length of his cock. The Prince groaned, before retaliating by dipping his tongue into her pink folds and starting to fuck her with it. Two could play that game, and she responded by taking the tip of his cock into her mouth a sucking on it, flicking the head with her tongue. The Prince continued to fuck her with his tongue, relishing her unique, creamy taste. He rubbed her sensitive nub with his thumb, making her give little moans that vibrated through the tip of his cock and only brought him even more pleasure.

After a little while, Elika slowly took more of him into her mouth, sucking and running her tongue along the length, and stroking what she couldn’t take in with her hand. His groans told her she had to be doing something right, and she slowly began to bob her head up and down. The Prince stopped assaulting her with his tongue, and instead slowly put a finger inside her, careful not to hurt her as he wiggled the digit around. She was tight and hot, and he almost wished she’d allow him to thoroughly fuck her. She moaned into his cock as he slowly moved his finger in and out of her sopping folds.

Passion and lust ebbed and flowed as they pleasured each other. Every thrust of his finger was met with an eager bob of her head. Moans grew louder as they picked up the paced, the simple need to do what was necessary being replaced by something different, the need to pleasure each other. She fondled his balls a little like the Concubine had done, and she nearly screamed as the Prince matched her by flicking her aching bud with his tongue. The pace quickened as they both began the final accent to climax, moans echoing through the spire as they continued to please one another. Elika started to bob her head as quickly as possible, feeling the Prince’s cock quiver as he neared orgasm. She moaned over and over and wounderful feelings swam through her, pooling in her core and building quickly. The Prince could tell she was getting close, and added a second finger before moving them as fast as he could manage.

Elika gasped and sucked as she could on his cock, the Prince groaning as he sucked hard on her nub. They moaned each other’s name as they finally came together, the Prince continuing to finger his lover as Elika lazily stroked his member, watching as his cum went flying, hitting her chest and his stomach. Her eyes met his, and something magical happened. Elika couldn’t explain what it was, but she suddenly felt much closer to the smug thief that had been helping her in her quest. Shaking, she moved and lay down next to him in the grass, basking in the afterglow.

They didn’t say a word as she curled up against him, too afraid to ruin the moment she knew all too well she may never have again. It had felt wonderful and magical, and she dreaded that it had happened. The whole time, she had tried to keep her distance from the man who called himself “The Prince”. But after this, especially after this, she felt closer to him than ever before, and her heart sunk as she realized that no matter how much she wished, she could never be with him. Her fate lay with her people, and with the Tree of Life.

But at least now, as they got dressed and began their quest once more, they knew they would be ready the next time they would encounter the Concubine.

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A/N: Sorry for the somewhat lemony end, it wasn’t exactly what I had originally in mind. I do hope you guys like it! This turned out a lot longer than I thought it was going to be, and I’m not at all sure I how I can top this next chapter. So any ideas for what should happen in Part three when they have their final encounter with the Concubine in the Queen’s tower would be greatly appreciated, especially because I have no idea what to do next. ^^; I mean, I have a couple of ideas, but I’m still not sure where to go with any of it. SO. Please review and give me your ideas! And stay tuned for Part 3…if I can figure out what to do for it.
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