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.....hmph.

[Seraphina wheeled her chair away from her desk in a smooth practiced motion. It was well into the evening and she scowled at the clock. It mocked her with the knowledge she'd truly been hunkered down in the office since this morning. Her stomach rumbled, an inelegant sound but it certainly matched her dressed down appearance. She only took calls today, only came face to face with her most trusted prinny staff. Her nightgown that desperately needed to go through the wash, her hair pulled into an unkempt bun. Truly, she was a domestic goddess and no less gorgeous than any other day but some sides of herself were not meant for the public or bureaucratic. Especially her slippers with the butterfly wings. (Many a paparazzi had tried to get a glimpse of the rumored homebody princess overlord but none had survived.)

Scowling at the mess of files on her desk, she gathered them up and slide them into their cabinets without even blinking. It was all second nature to her, every ten days data management and review, e-mail council and report reading. She popped open her portable closet and changed accordingly, donning a cute pair of short shorts and heels to go with her halter top. Adjusting the last clip in her hair she stepped out of her office into the busy workplace of prinnies and ghosts scurrying carts through the halls.

"Patricia!"

"Yes, ma'am?"

"I have closed my office hours today."

"Very good, ma'am. First Gentleman Adell has left a message letting you know he is still at the Assembly, dood."

"What?!"

Seraphina felt hypoglycemic rage take her, a violent flash of pink energy expelling around her body before the fuchsia prinny expertly threw three bite size chocolates into her mouth.

"Would you like dinner brought to your corners, ma'am?"

"...ugh. No."

Seraphina chewed and swallowed her candy, the sugar melting her anger into tolerable annoyance. She pointed at some dates on their calendar instead, walking away to the Assembly that was keeping Adell from dinner and her arms.]

The vote should have been over by now! He was eighth in line, hmph, but if those Golems had a new amendment to a bill to introduce Hades knows they take their precious time. You'd think they would be worn away to mineral dust by now!

[Muttering under her breath, various staff avoided her without hesitation as she made her way through the castle, out to the streets that lead to various government buildings. She was tired. She was hungry. That Mothman Overlord's check bounced again and Adell was always volunteering to do something on her behalf. It was as sweet as it was infuriating. Adell, selfishly selfless, always being considerate of her position but... She pushed the door to the assembly with more power than necessary, nearly knocking the block off a puppet passing by.

She was lonely! She was tired of being responsible! This second time should have been easier, she knew what to expect, but there just never seemed to be enough time to just be. Huffy, she rubbed at her face, pushing away numbers flying through her head despite the files locked away, and headed to the auditorium.]

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Hmmm, all of you appears to be up to par for your Princess Overlord.

[She runs her eyes up and down his body with purpose, teasingly lingering on his stomach and the dip between his thighs where his cock rests before taking the rest of him in, eventually drawing back up to his face. She's positively glowing in excitement, at getting her way, at how wonderful Adell looks, at how comfortable Adell is with her.

She recrosses her legs to give a more dainty, flirty kick with her top foot.]

But to truly know we'll need to conduct a proper inspection.

Is that your second wish, or is this just some fancy protocol?

[Though he didn't voice it, Sera's approval and the way she was admiring every part of him made him glow with satisfaction. Why had he had any reservation about this? Still, either way, he was certainly comfortable enough to crack wise.]

So how do you want to go about making it, then?

My second wish is for you to stay still, no moving what's so ever. I don't want to see the even the faintest twitch from your pinky.

[And she stands up smooth, hands on her hips.]

You don't want to disappoint me.

No moving, huh?

[What was her game, he wondered. And that's surely what this was. A game. He raised an eyebrow at her, curious, but planted his hands on his own hips. If nothing else, that might keep himself from being tempted.]

All right, fine. I'll keep still for now.

[She laughs, per her usual obnoxious charms before placing her open hand on his chest and sweeping over his shoulder, following her path so she was standing behind him. She places both hands on the back of his neck, simply holding him, warming the skin with her touch.]

Yes.

To truly meet all my standards [(and Adell can't see her but she's grinning as she speaks, already immersed in her own game but she'd have to be, could only be. In her element, she's already dipping her toes into the energy pooling through the room, energy only going to get more intense once she works Adell up. Yes, it's going to be very fun for both of them.] you must exhibit several crucial qualities. Obedience, earnestness, endurance, and beauty. All important, all necessary when standing before the Overlord of your heart.

[And the pad of her finger will stroke the front of his throat where the skin is softest, it's most vulnerable. Wants to feel the breath traveling in and out of him, wants to feel him swallow, tremble from her attentions.]

Obedience? You do know who you're talking to, right?

[Still, for his teasing back, he didn't move like she instructed. It was true that Adell was willful on his own, and had plenty of spine in all things; but for the sake of the game, he could play ball with that.

Her fingers tracing around his neck, stroking the vulnerable part of his throat made him tense and produce the swallow she was looking for, but he stood stone still. His eyes winced a little, completely unused to any sort of contact there. The wince was accompanied by a short gasp, perhaps one of discomfort or unease, and a brief moment of Adell's mind flashing in a brief panic that he still managed to holdfast through.

Answer me, honestly, are you afraid?
...I'm terrified.
...I am mean, selfish, and without shame for my love of material things. In all my hundreds of years of life, I've loved jewels and furs more often than my own father. But I am no villain, and I have never resorted to cruelty. I am no monster.

...

For a good moment, he felt pretty stupid, and just smiled warmly as he relaxed again. A soft hum followed, one of much clearer enjoyment, even comfort, this time.]

And just how do you intend to test the other three, anyway?

[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!

[Adell's muscles relax even more noticeably as her nails trail away from his neck; though his fears are dealt with, at that point, it was merely instinct keeping him tense. The warrior's instinct, the survival instinct, but not fear. Though that smile of his doesn't fade as she continues exploring his upper body so deliberately.]

Willful submission... [He returned, with something of a wry chuckle.] Couldn't have just called it "consent," huh?

[He knew. It was part of her theatrics, even if it was incredibly honest this time. And an honesty he did appreciate, even if he wasn't afraid to poke back about it either. If nothing else, the sass just showed his comfort in the situation... knowing now that in part not moving was part of that process. Though his body didn't move, his eyes turned back, looking out of the corners to try to catch a glimpse of her.]

Hah... you're not the only selfish one here, as it turns out. I don't want to share you either.

[I don't want to share you either.

Mmm. Yes. Good. A dark purr builds in her throat, a hint of her true nature showing before she rewards Adell (and herself, always for herself) with a kiss between his shoulder blades, dotting a line down the spine of his upper back with her lips. After the third, Adell will realize they're not just kisses. A lingering heat settles into his skin. Another part of Seraphina's innate charm. Her hunger and desire; eager to envelop her partner.

Her fingers rake teasingly up his ribs next.]

What else don't you want to do, Adell?

[Oh, her question is playful but her tone is leading. She wants more words in that vein. Always fussy, always greedy. Always Sera.]

[That noise might have, would have, spooked a younger Adell. That was almost predatory in nature; he remembered something like that in the past. Now though, it only brought a more devilish touch to his smile; because this time, he knew exactly what it meant, and he knew he liked it.

As her lips pressed against his back, trailing down, his eyes close just a bit, enjoying that feeling and soaking it in... along with that seemingly unnatural warmth building there. Oh, that much felt nice, and combined with her fingers slowly brushing along his sides... he had to admit, he could do for more of that. From her.

He recognized that leading, that both trying to pull more out of him for her own pleasure and ego, but also to get him to say what he really wanted. To open up further to her. Always greedy. Always. ...But sometimes, he liked that about her. Knowing what she wanted and just how to get it. Seraphina had game, and she knew it. But he also knew what he wanted... and that did mean giving her what she wanted. ...Boy, was her game good.]

What do you think? I don't want you to look at another demon the same way you do to me.

[She could appreciate, admire, like, all of that, to other demons. He'd never deny her that much! She was a succubus, that was part of the territory! But the same look she used for him... that was something he wanted to keep for himself.]

...I don't want anyone else to experience the splendor of the Princess Overlord of Gorgeous, the wonderful Seraphina, the way I do.

I hear your earnest desires!

You pass my second criteria.

[His honesty and willingness to play, press her buttons, fill her with hot spiced glee.

He deserves a reward, of course. Can't keep him hanging just yet, have to let her honey sweet affections keep flowing. She hugs him properly, her front pressed to his back. Arms tight around his front. Her bracelets are chill compared to Adell's most likely warm skin.

She purrs again, content.]

I can be pretty selfish too, you know. But I don't think there's a demon alive who would blame me for it when I'm with you, the sexiest demon alive.

[The cool metal of her bracelets met his warm skin, serving as quite a contrast from the rest of her embrace. Her arms around his torso, her own body heat mixing with his, and his mind wondering how much better that might feel when her clothes weren't in the way...

Regardless of that though, he sighed lightly, enjoying this moment for what it was, but he remained unmoving.]

So, a quarter of the way there. What's next on your test, anyway?

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lmao finally

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