Summary: It's Tiana's birthday, and Naveen gives her something from the heart. Written in celebration of my birthday!
Recently, one anonymous reviewer said that, in this chapter, I shouldn't have used the word 'creamy' to describe Tiana's thighs. I'd just like to say that 'creamy' does not necessarily mean 'white'. In this case it means having a thick, rich texture.
Princess Tiana had never cared for birthdays. To her, a birthday was merely a slap-in-the-face reminder that she was getting older. Her husband had laughed when she told him this, telling her that turning twenty wasn't old at all.
Tonight had been different. Tiana had actually thoroughly enjoyed the birthday dinner that her mother had held for the occasion. It was a small party, the whole group consisting of Eudora, Tiana, Naveen, Charlotte, and Mr. La Bouff. They had all showered her with gifts ranging from elegant clothing to the newest cooking materials.
She didn't know what made this birthday different. Maybe it was that she now had Naveen, who made her heart truly complete, or that, for once in her life, she wasn't concerned about working.
The princess returned to her modest home, her prince at her side. He had been flirting with her all night, doing things such as gently rubbing her leg under the table or stealing a kiss when the other guests weren't looking.
"Tiana," he said once they were settled in for the evening. "I have one last gift for you."
Tiana, who had just changed into her sleepwear, turned to look at him with raised eyebrows.
"You've already gotten me a pair of diamond earrings, three new dresses, and a new tiara. I don't need anything else."
"You're my princess. Aren't I allowed to spoil you?"
She smiled but didn't respond. He walked over to her and, before she had a chance to protest, picked her up bridal style, causing her to squeal in surprise. He walked over to the bed where he sat her down, then sat next to her.
"Please?" he said with an dramatic pout.
Tiana rolled her eyes in an attempt not to seem amused. "Oh, all right."
"The moment I saw this I knew I had to get it for you," he began, producing a small black box from his pocket, "I hope you like it."
He opened it, murmuring a small "Ta da".
Tiana gasped in delight at the sight of the shimmering necklace, hanging from which was a golden frog pendant. Placed upon the frog's head was a small crown.
"Oh, Naveen," she said, taking the box from him, "It's beautiful."
"Just like you. May I put it on for you?"
After taking the necklace from the box, Naveen placed it around Tiana's neck and fastened it swiftly. They admired it for a moment, especially how the shimmering gold seemed to illuminate her chocolate skin.
"It's so beautiful, Naveen. I can't find any other word to describe it."
"No need, my princess. Your face says it all."
Tiana laughed lightly whilst unfastening the necklace and placing it gingerly back in its box. She leaned in to kiss her husband, and he more than happily gave in to her sweet lips.
"There's one last present that I want for my birthday," she murmured in between kisses.
"What?" Naveen asked, feeling as if he already knew the answer.
She didn't reply with words, but instead began unbuttoning his shirt, her lips still moving against his. Her hands roamed his bare chest, moaning at the feeling of his muscular flesh beneath her dainty hands.
Naveen slipped the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders. Tiana wriggled free from the silky material, kicking it onto the floor without care. She fumbled with the clasp of Naveen's pants, but was having some difficulty. Naveen broke the kiss only long enough to strip free from his pants and underwear.
Tiana moaned lightly at the sight of his manhood, erect and ready for her. She was already damp from his touch, and the young woman wanted nothing more at that moment than to have her husband make love to her.
She laid her naked frame on the bed, motioning for him to come to her. Naveen admired her bare body, the body that she had promised was for him and him alone. The prince positioned himself on top of his wife, pressing his erection into her wet lips.
He paused, taking in the sight of her soft expression. She bit her lip and groaned in anticipation, grinding her hips against the head of his manhood. Naveen grasped at her creamy thighs and buried his face in her cleavage. He eased into her, moaning into her breasts as her wet walls enveloped him.
Tiana gasped and threw her head back violently against the pillow, becoming lost in the wonderful sensations brought upon by her husband's movements.
She grabbed at Naveen's hair, pulling him toward her face. Their lips collided fervently; tongues met immediately. Tiana moved her hips forward to meet him with every thrust. Her walls were tight, warm, and crying with arousal for him. Her hands roamed and clawed at the skin of back. He pinched her thighs lightly, and gave her a small tap.
His member was hitting against her swollen clitoris with each passionate thrust, causing her to cry out in intense pleasure.
"Yes," she said softly as Naveen nipped at her cheeks.
A small bead of sweat formed at her hairline and ran slowly down her soft features. She tugged lightly at her husband's locks, feeling her release approaching quickly. Naveen flicked his tongue across her left nipple, sending a shiver of ecstasy down her spine.
"I love you," he whispered into her flesh. He brought his head up to meet her eyes, which were a lovely shade of tree bark brown. "Tell me you love me."
"Oh, I love you, Naveen!" she cried out, feeling a warmth and tingling sensation erupt in her nether regions. "Ah!"
She came hard around his size. A wonderful wave of spasming bliss overcame her body and mind. She grasped at her husband's neck and wrapped her legs around his hips. Naveen could feel her walls throbbing pleasurably around him, thus causing his own climax. He released his seed deep within her walls, groaning his princess's name.
He rested his head in the valley of her breasts. Their hearts were beating erratically as they let the waves of theirs orgasms consume them, then subside. Naveen licked his way up to his wife's lips, where he kissed her softly.
"I love you," she said, sounding more than satisfied with his performance. "You make me feel like a princess."
"That's my job," the prince replied, running his lips along her sweat-dampened cheeks and face. "And I love you too."
"I think I want this birthday present every day."
Naveen smirked at his princess. He placed a kiss upon her lips once more before replying, "I think I can arrange that."
That's the last chapter for this collection! I hope you enjoyed reading this.