Baring all The Soldier and Her Queen chapter 5 by TinyLesbo

As Garnet reached around Alice, her sheer silken blouse left little to the imagination. Soft, flawless breasts squashing into her, accompanied by the tiny pinprick of erect nipples, that silk blouse was little more than a formality.

A quivering mess as the country’s princess was currently peeling her fancy dress away from her, that embarrassment only grew to greater heights with every extra inch of skin on display. 

Her arms were freed, and where cotton met silk, an intimate heat boiled between.

Her eyes dark with desire, Garnet traced a finger down the length and curves of Alice’s midriff, meeting at her waist. 

“Let’s see what’s under here,” She smiled, and pulled the delicate blouse upward. Alice lifted her arms, and felt the cold brush against her skin, as her chest was brought out in the open. 

“It’s… not much, sorry.” Alice mumbled. What else was she supposed to say here? Women were supposed to be tall, curvy, beautiful. Her only curves were her rib bones.

”Oh, this won’t do,” Garnet shook her head, and the mortification flushed across Alice’s cheeks. She gets halfway naked, and then the Princess decides she’s not good enough? She had half a mind to-

“When was the last time you had a decent meal?”

”Awha?” Alice gurgled in surprise. That was a curveball. “I um, they feed us enough at the barracks.”

”Clearly not,” Garnet ran her hand along Alice’s chest, and the momentary spark of finger on nipple contact was swallowed up by her concern. “I could play these like a xylophone.”

Despite it all, Alice found herself smirking. “…that isn’t one of your experiments, is it?”

”Hm. Maybe.” Garnet said. “Sit in my lap sometime and we’ll see. But until then,” she rose to her feet. “I’ve got a few calls to make.”

And the next thing Alice knew, they were both in their underwear, eating mutton. Fresh on the bone and glistening with some kind of sauce, it was the ambrosia her stomach had been craving. 

“Okay,” Garnet cleared her throat. “So I’ve made sure your platoon gets fed properly. I don’t want to see any more skinny waifs among the ranks. If you’re defending my city, you’ll be a healthy weight.”

”I uh, thanks?” Alice muttered. That wasn’t nearly enough, but what do you say when literal royalty personally feeds you?

”And that goes double for you, Alice.” Garnet said. “As long as you’re my companion, you’ll be royally fed, and royally paid. It’s only fair, right?”

Alice kept a polite smile. There was no way the other girls were gonna like that last part…

”And lastly,” Garnet leant in close, her mutton flank oozing. “You uh, want to clean that up?”

”Clean… what up?” Alice mumbled, following her gaze. And only then did she notice the sticky trail of sauce, rolling down off her chest and adventuring south. Did she do that…?

”…never mind, I’ve got it.” Garnet winked. She put the mutton down, time froze for a moment as the fucking Princess of Alexandria rest her head on Alice’s thighs. 

A quivering, blotchy mess at the sight of the radiant beauty in her lap, she dared not move as Garnet locked eyes with her.

Catching that mischievous bead of sauce with her tongue, she sauntered up Alice’s waist with it, making sure to tidy up every last drop. Her tongue met the gentle curve of breast, and lips gently enclosed around the nipple.

Garnet smiled, and it was like getting struck by lightning. A sparking heat, sucked right through her nipple, she was reduced to a quiver in moments, and definitely no cleaner than before.

Smouldering, full of mutton, and still very sticky, Alice’s first experience with the princess didn’t exactly go as planned. 

Not that that was a bad thing.