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aphroditeredux) wrote2018-11-30 07:17 pm
aphroditeredux) wrote2018-11-30 07:17 pm
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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.]
[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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Yeah, sure thing.
[He moved closer and did as he instructed, and looked back up to her for whatever she had in mind next.]
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She breaks her mischief to clutch at her own face and wiggles happily.]
You really are sweet! You look so cute, it's been so long since I've felt excitement like this.
[She caresses his cheek, blowing him a kiss with a wink.]
-- all right! [And goes along with the rest of her plan. Hikes a leg up and over Adell's shoulder, opening herself up for ~a view~ Adell's never seen before. She'd love to throw both legs over his shoulders but that core exercise wouldn't be worth it, and she wants to see his face! So. One leg to balance it is.
Her hand drifts down to between her legs, rubbing over her lips to tease herself.]
I'm going to reveal some of my secrets, are you ready?
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...You only had one shot at the first time, after all. And in addition to making sure she would enjoy it as best as he could manage, he was going to do his damnedest to make sure he did his best... he might not be the best partner she ever had on the first time, but he'd damn well make sure he would be eventually.
His eyes briefly dart to her leg when one rests on his shoulder, but then turn back to where they were supposed to be. ...Okay, he did feel a little color burn in his cheeks, if largely through anticipation. He watched her tease herself a bit, but kept his hands where they were, actually fairly relaxed.]
As I'll ever be, Sera. I won't let you down.
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You should be a natural, you know! It's all about paying attention and surprising me, pushing me to peaks of ecstasy! Your touch already warms me up, I can't wait to melt under it as well ♥
[And she smiles, idly teasing herself, rubbing the insides of her thighs while her other hand cards her fingers through Adell's wild hair.]
Warm me up first. Open me slowly. [And her fingers part her labia, revealing her already wet folds and her middle finger follows a smooth line up to her clit.] Tease me lots and don't stay on my clit too long until I'm dragging you back there myself. Kiss my thighs! Kiss my lips! And do NOT nip me!
[She huffs.]
I am not a chew toy, I do not enjoy getting bitten.
[And like always, she whirlwinds back to her devilish grin.]
But as I said, surprise me. Have fun. Earnestly explore your Overlord until her knees give out.
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Just how was he supposed to make her knees give out when she was sitting on the bed?
...Had to just purely be metaphor. It was Sera, after all. But he had the important stuff: Explore, tease her, make her feel good, and pay attention. He already had a good idea about that last one, or so he figured. He'd just have to not get so wrapped up as to lose focus on that.
One thing did give him pause though, and he even sounded a little incredulous at the thought.]
Biting? Seriously? It hadn't even crossed my mind. [Part of that was being green, not getting that some people might be into pain, but mostly, he... didn't imagine it would feel good either way. He shook his head.] I know you're just telling me where the lines are. But I wouldn't do that to you anyway. Hurting you is the last thing I want to do.
[He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. It was sort of a centering gesture for him, something she'd no doubt seen him do before. A form of discipline he would use in training before putting himself to a task that would demand all of his attention. With hormones flaring high and his eagerness to please starting to bubble up, he readied himself. He would have fun. And he would give it his all.
All that was left was to follow his instinct. And maybe... give her a little theater in return. That felt right.]
I'd rather see you smile, your eyes flittering in pleasure. To hear you say my name in a fit of passion, for my ears alone. And if you ask me to make you weak in the knees...
[He doesn't bother finishing the sentiment. He doesn't need to.
Now, with her allowing him to explore to his heart's content, he took to it without hesitation, his hands moving from the bed, sliding to the outside of her thighs. His fingertips stroked them, feeling her soft, perfect skin, while he leaned in to press his lips into her inner thighs. He started out slow, almost sensual... he wasn't in any real hurry yet; still wanting to feel things out, explore, and gauge any reactions. Fortunately, he didn't stick to one spot or height; he kissed where he felt like, without hesitation or worry.
He switched between each thigh, gradually moving his way in toward her while his hands broadly stroked against her legs, moving up toward her waist. In fact, as his lips pressed into hers, he locked his hands behind her lower back, and pulled her slightly closer. His reticence was gone as he did so, replaced with a clear hunger for her, scarcely kept in check as his lips and tongue went to work, eyes still glancing up occasionally, to see just what he could pull out of her.]