[Script Offer] [M4F] I won't let you take her

[Script Offer][M4F] I won't let you take her [Fantasy][Alternate Universe][Mutual][Captives to Lovers][First time][Please, my Lady. I'm kneeling before you][DO NOT COME IN][Impreg][Creampie]

Summary: A crown prince's coming-of-age celebrations result in a gift from the King: a young peasant woman. She is terrified, but refusing the gift would cost her life. Tradition demands proof of fertility in order to gain the throne.

This could be any sort of medieval/historical/fictional setting. I wrote a story version of this years ago on ff.net but never got around to finishing it so I thought I'd take it in a different direction. Emotionally, I'm hoping for either furious or angry reluctance for the first scene... however you see fit. Thanks so much for reading! Hope you enjoy!

*notes* eg. Author's notes or directions/sound effects etc.

This script is made for adults by adults. Please read responsibly.



I won't let you take her


*stumble into your room drunk. Slam door. Walking to mic* Ohh...my head.... why does the room spin... *drunk mumbling*

*startled when you see her on the bed* *in a low voice/whisper/sneer... you are instantly angry* YOU.... Get out.

No? You can, and you will. *lots of rustling/grunting as you struggle to get her out of the room* I don't care if my father's the King. I won't be forced to-

*you push her against the wall with a thump and yank the door open*

C-captain! What- why are there so many guards in the hall?

An audience? Are you being serious? *disbelief* His Majesty's orders... no, I DO understand tradition... *clench teeth/sneer* yes Captain, of course *close door*

*take a dramatic pause before a shaky inhale to calm your nerves*

Go to the bed. I said go to the bed. *curse under your breath*

No. Stop crying. *resigned sigh* What did they tell you?

Yes, it is my birthday. What else did they say.... that a virgin's the perfect gift? *sigh* Considering tradition...

You don't know the tradition? *exhales uncomfortably* The... crown prince must prove his fertility in order to become King.

*angry* Why would I lie? Do you think I WANT those guards out there?

*she struggles* *stern voice* Stop. Stop fighting me. If you value your life at all, you will stop! Listen- listen to me! We have no choice... We have no. choice.  *desperate*

*take a couple breaths, wait for her to calm down*

Consider it a gift to you as well. *she snaps at you, you're angry* Arrogant? I- You misunderstand me. It's not because I'm the prince it's because- *hesitate, then resigned sigh* it's because I'm also a virgin.

No, I'm not lying to you. I swear to you. I swear my life upon it. My life is on the line just as yours is. If we fail to... to produce a child. *stern* Listen. Listen.  Shh... If you not conceive within three months, you will be executed. Do you understand? And if I fail at all, I suffer the same fate. The duke of the north executed his own son along with five women. And he was being generous with the number of women.

Do you think I want this? It's barbaric. My cousins cannot wait to have their go at the throne. They hate me with a passion. I wish I was never born Royal. No one should have to die because of me. Especially not you.

Please, *pleading because you're trying to convince her* I promise you a life, to live however you want. I will give you every freedom you desire once I become king. Enjoy life for me because I will not be able to. Having Royal blood is a curse, but our child...will be loved. They will be loved and free from this wretched throne because of you and your blood.

*sigh* Please. I'm usually not one to beg. Please... my lady. I'm kneeling before you. Trust me and we'll get through this together. Please don't cry, please. You're too beautiful to cry. *dramatic pause*

*exhale with a smile when she nods*

*swallow nervously* M-may I kiss you? *shaky breaths as you have your first kiss ever, breathe between kisses* Oh...you taste like honey. *dive in for another kiss, more enthused* No.. Sweeter than h-honey...

Your lips are so soft... your hair... *more kisses, moan into a long kiss*

*moment of realization* I don't even know your name.

After your mother who passed? Which family?

You're the blacksmith's daughter? Didn't he...? *pause, then repeat after her* He... died, not too long ago. My condolences. …*repeat after her* Your only family.

*sigh, whisper* I'm sorry *kiss gently but she forces a kiss* ...Yes.. I can help you forget. We can forget together. *things get heated*

*embarrassed laugh as you take off clothes* I-uh... I'm... I've never been naked in front of a woman before... *ramble* Well, I mean – I guess the maids, but they're all... old...

*swallow nervously and just breathe as she looks at you* What? What is it?

You've never seen a man's...? *nervous breathing, chuckle* Handsome? I wouldn't- *sheepish* -mmf! *she kisses him*

*gasp* T-that part's sen-sensitive! *moan/improv*

You have too many clothes on *between kisses* Let me... um, yes. Here? *fumbles* Forgive me, I'm not familiar with women's clothing.

Untie it here? I never realized... *grunt as you untie her corset* How is this possibly comfortable? It's left marks on your skin. And all over your back *run your hand along her back*

Your skin... it's so soft... And your breasts... You've no idea how attractive you are. You really are.

You're shivering. *sigh* Come closer *moan as you feel her, more kisses*

*moan* Warming up now? *chuckle*

*more kisses, pause* Your eyes are gorgeous... I could get lost in them forever. *couple breaths... kiss*

I-I'm just as nervous as you are. It's difficult to stay hard.

Kiss you where? Here? *kiss* That felt good? *continue kissing*

I don't think you realize how you sound right now. You sound like an angel. *moan* I-I think I'm ready.

I- *kiss* there? Lower? Well I- here. Put your hand around it. *gasp as she grabs you* Hold me harder. Guide me in.

*BIG MOAN as you enter her* S-stop? Are you okay? *gentle kisses* Tell me. What hurts? Everything? I- *moan as she bucks against you* I-I have to keep moving. I'm sorry. *take it slow*

It's better now? *thrust* Good.

*improv, take your time! Just moan/breathe* *work your way until you're buried in her* You're a goddess...

*work her up to her climax* Yes! Yes, ohhh you're so tight around me. Please. Yes. *improv her climax.. I'm not sure how to make this obvious*

*panting* You think? I'm certain that was a climax for you. *chuckle* I can feel your thundering heartbeat wrapped around me. *moan*

I can't bear it *speed up thrusts, desperate* I- I need you. *moan, no words. Improv. Keep thrusting*

*sudden knock at the door*

*stunned/stop* *turned away from the mic* W-what? *shouting* No! DO NOT COME IN!

*frantic, to the mic* Look at me. *panicked kisses while continuing to thrust* I need you to scream for me. Please. Hold onto me *thrusting builds up*

*buildup to your forced climax in her* *panting*

A-are you all right? Are you sure-

*Door slams open* *yell away from mic* GOOD LORD, H-HAVE SOME DECENCY! *struggle*

Where are you taking her? *stern voice/yelling?* Stop! As your Prince, I command you to stop!

*angry* Confirm? Confirm what? Clearly you can see my seed dripping out of her. Isn't that proof enough?

*authoritative sneer* She stays here. I am not done with her.

Now get out.

*moment to let the Captain leave* *door slams shut* *dealing with rage/adrenaline* *hard breathing*

Come here... *hug her close, gentle* No... I won't let them take you. We'll stay together. We'll keep trying until you're with child, and even then I won't leave you. *Kiss* I won't leave you.

*with emotion* We must live.