Gratitude.

The warmth remained even after her orgasm faded. Everyone was still shouting, but the silence in her lips and on her greenish partner deafened her to everything else. She could feel her heart beat in lieu with his still throbbing cock. Peace.

"Thank you" She whispered, but her words echoed through the crowd. She leaned over the orcish hunk, and kissed his lips lightly, her pink nose rubbing against his exposed fangs. "I will forever treasure this moment. Please do the same"

She started to miss him as soon as she began to slide off his potent member. The sense of longing almost made her seek immediate satisfaction, but Liandra at some level understood that way would decrease the perfect happiness she just found. She didn't look down to see the blood and semen dripping from her ass and pussy, but was perfectly aware of the viscous bridge trying to chain her to sexual bondage and submission. She stood, and let it break.

She looked at Nocternia with different eyes. Where before she saw wonderful, alien races, now she understood how human their emotions were, how flawed their ethics. No better, she was sure, but she didn't feel like condemning them yet as worse than the pampered nobles she grew up with.

"Liandra!" Kendra called her name, and it felt like a slap on her face. Suddenly the princess was keenly aware of her nakedness, and the debauchery she enjoyed. Kendra neared with a cloak in her arms, a piece of cloth to forgive her previous sins.