[For all she's a force of passion, a slave to her own passion, she treats her love just as seriously. Easing Adell in before pushing him in head first. Feeling his body relax, his breathing quiet, mmm. She's pleased. Stroked her nails absently down his throat, over his collarbone, following the line of his sternum. Ugh, his chest is so nice. His back is so nice! She's just. Going to stand a little closer. No more touching. Not yet.]

For your obedience, only your willful submission will do. As for the rest, we move on to them in due time. You cannot rush fine art, Adell. And as I said just moments ago, [she happily places warm open palms over his pecs.] you are the finest sculpture an Overlord could only dream of meeting.

After all, you're here with me! Princess Overlord Seraphina doesn't share!