The Queen's Demand
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+G through L › Katamari Damacy
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,751
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1
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The Queen's Demand
THIS FIC IS CURRENTLY BEING PREPARED, THIS IS A PREVIEW OF THE FIC, A WORK IN PROGRESS I SHOULD SAY.
“Welcome home…” an enchanting voice called out to the King.
From his tall appearance, the King had ruled the Cosmos for over a few years now. His wife had given birth to a beautiful son from whom he had called the Prince and together they had formed a family that had loved each other more then the galaxy itself could handle.
But now, his wife, his demanding wife, was calling out to him again… Once again…
It had been going on for a few weeks, he would come back from rolling a few katamaries with his son, after his harsh day of work at keeping his fans satisfied and she would be there, lying on the bed, dressed in different clothes each one becoming more revealing every time before supper.
What’s the big idea? Is she into cosplaying, or is this some kind of feminine game?
As soon as the king entered the room, this time, it wasn’t a sexy Queen dressed in a leather thong with a bra covering only her breast’s tips. This time it was a light pink satin dress with slippers covered in feathers. She was sucking gently on a lollipop.
“How could I resist… this… torture…?”
He could feel the purple tights, tightening around his crotch area at the sight of his wife on the bed. The thoughts in his head, he wanted to jump on her right away and make her scream at the top of her lungs.
The King shook his head and looked again at his wife. Maybe he could just spread out her delicious porcelain legs and nibble the tiny pink strawberry until she begs him to penetrate her and unify with him.
Wiping drool that cornered his mouth, he shook his head once again and closed his eyes. Maybe he could roll her in the sand and kiss her while his tongue would roll up hers and they would roll… roll… roll…
“Oh gosh, I got to stop this…”
“Nya… Almighty King of the cosmos…” she purred.
“Almighty King… Yes…”
“Don’t you wanna savor the beauty of your Queen?” she purred again.
“Beauty… Yes… Beauty indeed…”
Her voice enchanted him from head to toe.
The Queen sat down on the bed and patted the place where the King usually slept. She then played around with her lollipop putting it in and out of her mouth as if practicing some kind of entrancing movement. Her husband turned his back on her and headed to the door. She escaped a sigh from her mouth, disappointed only to understand that he was just closing the door.
“You do realize that the Prince is still awake. He might be playing his video games in his room, he is, but if we keep the door open, who knows what magical things he shall see, he will.” the King spoke.
“Is this a royal mountain I notice, my dear hubby?” the Queen smiled.
“It is more then a royal mountain, it is a cosmic meteor about to burst into atmosphere if my little astronaut does not do a thing for it…” he teased.
The Queen blushed, the same blush she always had, but this time, it was even more cuter, or it grew even more cuter! (Is what the King meant…)
The purple tights of the King were bulged with his great cosmic meteor and the Queen approached to see if touching it would make it move. Her finger lay gently on top, and it wiggle a little making her giggle.
“That was really cute..” she smiled.
“We think so too…” he blushed.
The queen’s hands closed on the great cosmic meteor and shivers sparkled through her body. The satin rubbed gently on the King’s leg leaving a trail of ecstasy coming out of the King’s mouth. He wanted her right now.
Suddenly, the Queen stopped her intense rubbing and backed away toward the bed. Her smooth fingers invited the King to come closer to her and she patted gently the bed.
“There is, but one rule my love…” she whispered.
“We would like to know this rule, oh dearest Queen.” he asked nervously.
“The pants, they have to go…” she laughed.
“Do you not like the pants? We are curious why the pants should go!” the King smiled.
“I want the meteor, not the pants…” the Queen purred.
It was undeniable, the King’s senses were touched by the words the Queen purred. As soon as she had ended her sentence, the pants disappear, on the floor, somewhere, only to be seen later. It is impossible to figure how the King actually removed them, but all we know is that they are on the floor. A little giggle came out of the Queen’s mouth as she saw the meteor, the true form of the meteor, nicely long, hard and ready to explode at any moment.
“Welcome home…” an enchanting voice called out to the King.
From his tall appearance, the King had ruled the Cosmos for over a few years now. His wife had given birth to a beautiful son from whom he had called the Prince and together they had formed a family that had loved each other more then the galaxy itself could handle.
But now, his wife, his demanding wife, was calling out to him again… Once again…
It had been going on for a few weeks, he would come back from rolling a few katamaries with his son, after his harsh day of work at keeping his fans satisfied and she would be there, lying on the bed, dressed in different clothes each one becoming more revealing every time before supper.
What’s the big idea? Is she into cosplaying, or is this some kind of feminine game?
As soon as the king entered the room, this time, it wasn’t a sexy Queen dressed in a leather thong with a bra covering only her breast’s tips. This time it was a light pink satin dress with slippers covered in feathers. She was sucking gently on a lollipop.
“How could I resist… this… torture…?”
He could feel the purple tights, tightening around his crotch area at the sight of his wife on the bed. The thoughts in his head, he wanted to jump on her right away and make her scream at the top of her lungs.
The King shook his head and looked again at his wife. Maybe he could just spread out her delicious porcelain legs and nibble the tiny pink strawberry until she begs him to penetrate her and unify with him.
Wiping drool that cornered his mouth, he shook his head once again and closed his eyes. Maybe he could roll her in the sand and kiss her while his tongue would roll up hers and they would roll… roll… roll…
“Oh gosh, I got to stop this…”
“Nya… Almighty King of the cosmos…” she purred.
“Almighty King… Yes…”
“Don’t you wanna savor the beauty of your Queen?” she purred again.
“Beauty… Yes… Beauty indeed…”
Her voice enchanted him from head to toe.
The Queen sat down on the bed and patted the place where the King usually slept. She then played around with her lollipop putting it in and out of her mouth as if practicing some kind of entrancing movement. Her husband turned his back on her and headed to the door. She escaped a sigh from her mouth, disappointed only to understand that he was just closing the door.
“You do realize that the Prince is still awake. He might be playing his video games in his room, he is, but if we keep the door open, who knows what magical things he shall see, he will.” the King spoke.
“Is this a royal mountain I notice, my dear hubby?” the Queen smiled.
“It is more then a royal mountain, it is a cosmic meteor about to burst into atmosphere if my little astronaut does not do a thing for it…” he teased.
The Queen blushed, the same blush she always had, but this time, it was even more cuter, or it grew even more cuter! (Is what the King meant…)
The purple tights of the King were bulged with his great cosmic meteor and the Queen approached to see if touching it would make it move. Her finger lay gently on top, and it wiggle a little making her giggle.
“That was really cute..” she smiled.
“We think so too…” he blushed.
The queen’s hands closed on the great cosmic meteor and shivers sparkled through her body. The satin rubbed gently on the King’s leg leaving a trail of ecstasy coming out of the King’s mouth. He wanted her right now.
Suddenly, the Queen stopped her intense rubbing and backed away toward the bed. Her smooth fingers invited the King to come closer to her and she patted gently the bed.
“There is, but one rule my love…” she whispered.
“We would like to know this rule, oh dearest Queen.” he asked nervously.
“The pants, they have to go…” she laughed.
“Do you not like the pants? We are curious why the pants should go!” the King smiled.
“I want the meteor, not the pants…” the Queen purred.
It was undeniable, the King’s senses were touched by the words the Queen purred. As soon as she had ended her sentence, the pants disappear, on the floor, somewhere, only to be seen later. It is impossible to figure how the King actually removed them, but all we know is that they are on the floor. A little giggle came out of the Queen’s mouth as she saw the meteor, the true form of the meteor, nicely long, hard and ready to explode at any moment.