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Chapter 5 by Dominosaur Dominosaur

How are you going to seduce her?

First, Strip her

(In Progress)

Your goal today, in this moment is to sire an heir... you can't do that with your clothes on. You say as much to her, and she blushes. She works herself out of her robes as you get closer, leaving her in a pair of loose fitting pants, and a simple cotton shirt that covers her top. Discarding the robe, her blush intensifies and at this distance, in this heat, you notice the arcane blue freckles in her eyes seem to shimmer a bit brighter. You don't know enough about magic to know if that's a sign of nervousness, or arousal... however as she strips further, revealing her hard nipples poking through her plain blue bra you guess the latter. Before she removes the pants, you take a moment to appreciate her body. Your hand lands on her shoulder and slides gently down her back, causing her to shiver. She apologizes, to your confusion. When you ask why, she explains that she's not quite up to the standards of Olarian beauty.

You want to laugh, as if you see her right now as anything but beautiful, but you refrain. Instead of laughing, you limit yourself to a smile, and a kiss on her cheek, as your hand ventures lower, resting on the tie of her bra. You tell her that once she is Queen, she will define the standards of Olarian beauty. You unfasten her bra with one hand, and it slips down, your other hand coming to rest on her hip. Her face turns even redder as you push her further, caressing her bare skin...You trace secret patterns on her flesh that she'll never decipher, as she's too distracted by the strength in your hands, the warmth of your touch, and the gentleness of your attention. You give the barest grazing of your thumb against the Nadir of her breast, and she gives a full, unrestrained moan. Her eyes shoot open as if she woke herself from a dream, but as your hand rises to cup her generous tit in full, she realizes this is no dream. Her hands rise to your own body to anchor herself, as well as to appreciate your own manly form, as you begin to touch her gently, working her up and preparing her for the act soon to come.

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