روايات وقصص ضمن Medieval Nightgown

Once again I nodded, clenching my teeth as both blondes sneered at me, their eyes raking over my appearance a few times before looking away in disgust. Those mocking and venomous stares made my stomach churn, fueling my already bottomless anger as a few maids walked into the room. One pair held up a beautiful gown of a unique violet and black color. It was obviously made of the finest silk with gems studded in the perfect places to catch the light with minor movement. The second pair of maids held up a nearly transparent nightgown with thin straps and a long slit in between where the legs would be. It was very low cut with half of the back exposed and still small enough to hug my body. It wa

“Okay, go put on your nightgown and I’ll turn down the bed.” I walk into our closet, smelling Aolis’s scent everywhere. I strip off my clothes and pull on my nightgown. I look at it realizing how ridiculous it looks. It’s white, with long sleeves but a deep V that shows off my necklace and pendants. The neckline is soft with a frilly trim that is also at the bottom, a bottom that only falls about an inch below my butt cheeks. Rather than being form fitting, it's more in a little girl's dress style. I've always like nightgowns like this because they are comfortable to sleep in, but now, I feel like I should have something more mature to sleep in.

The top part of the nightgown that held her beautiful breasts was made of lace so it would be see through. It had white lace trims at the bottom of the nightgown. It was red in color to match her panties. I left her in her closet to put it on and I went to the bed and I sat down. She came out of the closet still in her tank top and panties and grabbed a remote from the drawer of her vanity, then she walked into the bathroom and locked the door.

Mine is just two months old, and it wasn’t looking bigger like I hoped it to be. I wore the nightgown on my body, only to discover it has a transparent look. Only my breasts were covered, the rest of my body was exposed under it. I walked towards the wardrobe, hoping to find a better one. A loud gasp escaped my lips as I stared shocked at the clothes before me. There were so many of them, including the medieval gowns, the casual wear and the rest of them. Not forgetting the shoes, heels and canvas for different weather and occasions. I was so lost at the sight that I had almost forgotten what I came to do.

He bowed, then retreated, pulling the door shut behind him. The quiet closed back in. For a long moment, I just stood there with the chest in my hands and my heart pounding in my throat. Then, I broke the seal. The lid creaked as it opened. Inside, on a bed of dark velvet, lay a gown. Not just any gown. A masterpiece of royal excess—deep blue silk, slashed with gold, cut low at the bodice and scandalously high at the leg. Jewels caught the light along the neckline and hips: sapphires and moonstones, each one engraved with the Nightbane crest.

I felt as if I was wading through sludge. I was led out on a large four poster bed, satin sheet covered me. My clothes replace with a black satin nightdress that left little to the imagination. Heavy curtain pulled back in each corner. The whole room was decorated in dark tones, deep brown wood almost verging on black. Rich purple accents of colour here and there in the form of a cushion or a throw. Black sheets and upholstery, the room was distinctly male. There were no windows in the room or any sign of life besides myself. A fire burned cheerily in a large fireplace opposite the bed, which helped to ease the chill in the air. The room looked like something out of a medieval castle.

Alexander nodded and followed me out of the bathroom without a word. He stopped mid-walk when he saw me pull out my nightgown from my little bag. It was old and tattered, but it was the only one they had given me when I arrived here. I tried to clean it regularly as best I could, but the cotton eventually turned a pale beige, and the fabric thinned from use and cleaning. “You’re wearing that?” he quickly asked, grabbing it from my hands. “It’s the only one I have.” He used the adjourning door to his chambers and left me alone for a few seconds. The young lord returned, handing me a man’s nightshirt. It was made from the same soft material as my new maid’s dress.

I knew that we were supposed to take it slow since he couldn't fully control his inner beast, but that didn't mean that we should erase the sexual tensions between us, right? I took a deep breath and put on the black silk nightgown with thin shoulder straps and a neckline exposing just the right amount of cleavage. The gown had a slit going almost seven inches above the knee. Let's just say that the nightgown seemed to be "convenient" in some ways...

I had politely asked for a bathing towel because I couldn't possibly imagine sharing one, but clothes to wear after, I didn't even think none about them. My heart beat was rising until it came to a pause in its high when I looked towards the king sized bed, only to see there, a brief pile of clothes. They looked feminine. I frowned, got closer to have a loom. It was a nightwear. I could tell. The pink shirt and the flowery soft fabric trousers could not be mistaken as clothes to be worn outside. They were clearly night wear pieces and I was more than certain that they did not belong to Frederick.

Her skin was so smooth and pale that even the fine fuzz on her cheeks was visible. The sight of this beautiful woman, fresh from a bath, made him pause. Ivy held up the nightgown and looked at him. "How am I supposed to wear this thing?" Only then did he notice what she was holding. The red nightgown was barely there, with a few thin straps dangling from it. It was clearly a racy piece meant for something else. Nathan had never dated or been with a woman, but he wasn't naïve. He knew what he was looking at.