The Marquis
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Category:
M through R › Quills
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,224
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Quills, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Marquis
Title: The Marquis
Author: Kathleen Sparrow
Pairing: Marquis/hand
Warning: I was waiting for someone to pick me up so it's a bit short and I used some of the words the Marquis would have chose to use in the story.
Summary: The Marquis is jacking off.
Disclaimer: I did not make any money from this story nor do I own the characters. I just borrow them when I get an idea and I need to vent before I explode into a catastrophic, sexual mess.
"Take your pen in hand, Marquis. Purge these wicked thoughts of yours on paper. Maybe they'll govern you less in life." said Abbe shortly after almost discovering the chambermaid collecting this week's story.
"I'll fill page after page, my cherub. I promise." said the Marquis.
"Well, I should be off, then, Marquis." he said getting up to leave. He finished off his wine and left the room.
"Finally," the Marquis said unleashing his cock from the confines of his pants. He began fondling himself, feeling his pike staff growing hard. Visions of the maid flooded his head as he gripped his manhood and started to stoke his sensitive area between his legs. His head fell back against his seat as he was overrun with pleasure. He started to pump harder. The pleasure was taking over his body. He moaned and bucked up into his hand. He pumped harder wanting, in his fantasy, her to feel the cum explode inside her. Finally reaching orgasm he said the chambermaid's name. His seed flowed from his cock. He laid there in post-orgasm bliss.
~fin~
Author: Kathleen Sparrow
Pairing: Marquis/hand
Warning: I was waiting for someone to pick me up so it's a bit short and I used some of the words the Marquis would have chose to use in the story.
Summary: The Marquis is jacking off.
Disclaimer: I did not make any money from this story nor do I own the characters. I just borrow them when I get an idea and I need to vent before I explode into a catastrophic, sexual mess.
"Take your pen in hand, Marquis. Purge these wicked thoughts of yours on paper. Maybe they'll govern you less in life." said Abbe shortly after almost discovering the chambermaid collecting this week's story.
"I'll fill page after page, my cherub. I promise." said the Marquis.
"Well, I should be off, then, Marquis." he said getting up to leave. He finished off his wine and left the room.
"Finally," the Marquis said unleashing his cock from the confines of his pants. He began fondling himself, feeling his pike staff growing hard. Visions of the maid flooded his head as he gripped his manhood and started to stoke his sensitive area between his legs. His head fell back against his seat as he was overrun with pleasure. He started to pump harder. The pleasure was taking over his body. He moaned and bucked up into his hand. He pumped harder wanting, in his fantasy, her to feel the cum explode inside her. Finally reaching orgasm he said the chambermaid's name. His seed flowed from his cock. He laid there in post-orgasm bliss.
~fin~