Naesala/Sanaki

"I won't take no for an answer, Naesala..." Sanaki whispered, her cold breath running down the flustered raven's neck. "You're too curious for your own good..." Naesala
murmbled. Just what kind of situation had the manipulative empress roped him into this time? "You don't want me?" The young empress teased, placing a brief kiss on his neck.
"Not even a little?" That was the problem, though. He did want her. And strong-willed as he was, she was pushing him further than he could take. And it was all too tempting, to
reveal the beauty hidden underneath all of those ornamental robes. "...Fine, you win." Naesala replied, on his face just a small trace of a smirk. "Don't blame me if you regret it later."

Sanaki was quick to return his smirk. "Oh, please. You should feel honored to have an opportunity such as this..." Naesala's eyebrows piqued at her comment. "Is that
so? Are you sure you can even handle me?" He questioned in a smug tone, sucking and nipping at her neck. "Y-yes!" Sanaki studdered, the brief touch causing her body to stiffen.
"Don't be foolish..."

"Oh?" Naesala challenged. "Shall I begin, then?" Sanaki nodded, slightly hesitant, though she was hoping he wouldn't detect it. Everything came all too quickly after
that. She shut her eyes tightly as his lips crushed against hers, and she parted her lips just enough to let his eager tongue inside. Though she was a bit clumsey at first,
Naesala was impressed as his aggression was met by her own aggression- and rather aroused by her resulting moans. He was already disrobing her as their tongues continued their playful dance - soon enough, her young, petit body was naked.

Sanaki was left blushing as Naesala broke off the kiss, licking his lips in a sensual manner. The blush only deepend as she realized that he was now stripping his own clothing. She found herself gazing in admiration at the raven's well-toned figure. "What's this...?" Naesala smirked as
he ran his fingers across her smooth, delicate skin...touching her in ways she had never been touched before. "The great empress is blushing?"

"Am not." Sanaki snapped, a chill running down her spine as she felt his gentle caress on her thighs. "Just get on with it..." She murmured, her voice not conveying half
the confidence she was aiming for. "Your wish is my command, empress..." He replied, his tone cool, yet arrogant as he laid her down on the bed, carefully parting her legs.
Sanaki shut her eyes, and gulped with nervous anticipation. She knew all too well what came next. She felt Naesala lift her legs, and let out a shrill gasp as she felt something slowly enter her. "Naesala, it h-..." Her voice trailed off into a strained whimper. He was thrusting it in and out of her now. It was so big... and it felt like it was getting bigger.

She was clutching the bed's sheets and crying out in pain as it forcibly spread her walls apart, in and out, again and again, to allow itself deep inside of her. It was
too much. She knew it was too much, but that there was no turning back now. And Sanaki wouldn't have it any other way. Because mixed in with the pain was pleasure - a sensation like none she had ever felt. And it was becoming more and more dominant as the time went on. "Harder..." She moaned in between her breaths, which were better described as gasps.

"Naesala...harder..." Naesala complied, and she could feel it throbbing as he pounded it in and out of her, pushing her over the edge. "Oh...OH...AH!" Her inner muscles
tightened around it, and her entire body tensed. She screamed in ecstacy, unable to muster the energy to speak as she threw her head back, countless moans of joy resounding from
her lips. "Mmm..." Sanaki couldn't help but smirk as she heard Naesala moan as well, and she felt a warm fluid escaping into her. "I knew you couldn't resist me."

"Come now, Empress. You were practically screaming." Naesala was as smug as ever after all was said and done. "Hmph! That was nothing..." Sanaki averted her eyes, trying to hold back her blush. "You're a bad liar, empress."