To head East, probably

Sebastien closed the door behind him and surveyed the room that a servant girl had just led him to, the pretty young thing having already disappeared down the corridor before he had even stepped into the bedroom where he was to spend the night.

Clearly, Sebastien thought, it wasn’t because of any crushing poverty that Allura was aiming to end her exile and liberate Dahalag of his throne, because the room which he had just stepped into was lavishly decorated with furniture and paintings that belied the desolate area in which her castle was located.

Groaning out loud as the sight of the soft-looking king-sized bed that was placed in the room caused him to think to how he’d spent night after night sleeping on the ground with just his cloak and a thin blanket to keep him comfortable and the cold away, Sebastien began to strip out of his clothes and gear, not reflecting on the fact that he’d just put them back on only a couple of minutes earlier, as he slowly moved towards the tub which had been placed in the room before his arrival, being lured closer to it by the velvety pillars of steam which rose from it on their way up towards the ceiling.

No, Allura certainly didn’t seem like she was leading a harsh life, Sebastien thought before letting out first a groan and then a chuckle at how the mere thought of the Enchantress caused his prick to start swelling, which distracted him from scanning the room for any potential threats.

Feeling certain that the bedroom was devoid of any enemies waiting in ambush for him, Sebastien still placed his sheathed sword against the stool which was placed next to the tub, and on which was placed a folded towel and a large piece of soap, before removing the last of his clothing to stand completely naked in the middle of the room.

The tub was as exquisite and as expensive as everything else in the room, being beautifully crafted from some smooth metal or other so that it looked much more inviting than the bathtubs to which Sebastien was more accustomed, which were all made from wood and usually looked as though they’d been made by someone cutting an unusually large and unusually narrow barrel in half.

Sighing at how his cock was now protruding straight out from under his waist without him having really had any desire for it to do so, Sebastien shrugged his shoulders and climbed into the tub before producing another, much more contented sigh as he sank down into the warm water.

With his muscles sore from days spent travelling, Sebastien allowed the water to loosen him up, relaxing as best he could while trying to think neither of his wife or of the ease with which Allura had seduced him, several minutes going by with him simply lying there with his eyes closed and no intention of reaching for the soap just yet.

Even as he tried to relax, Sebastien’s senses remained alert, and his right arm was going for the handle of his sword as soon as he heard the door to the room being opened.

“You’re vigilant, good,” Allura commented on how Sebastien had reached for his sword as she walked into the room without bothering to close the door behind her, her lips curling up into a seductive smile at how Sebastien was looking at her.

Since her dress had been torn during their spirited lovemaking, Allura had changed into a black silk robe which hung open to leave her breasts, midriff and pussy exposed, thereby leaving anyone who might catch a glimpse of her in it confused as to which part of her to ogle.

“Milady,” Sebastien nodded at her as he let go of his weapon, his arms remaining placed on the sides of the tub as he slid his chest back into the water, his mind already made up that he wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of seeing him use his hands in a vain attempt to hide his raging erection from her.

Pleased at how Sebastien was quite obviously having to struggle quite hard to not stare at how her huge, round breast exploded out through the front of her robe, Allura ignored the little voice in the back of her mind that persisted in telling her over and over again that it was a mistake for her to come to him without having first resolved why she felt a need to do so as she projected an air of unshakable confidence whilst seeming to float across the floor on her way towards the tub.

It was obvious to her how Sebastien gulped and threw her a glance when she allowed her robe to slide off her shoulders and fall to the floor, leaving her clad in nothing more than her shoes, but Allura said nothing of it as she went on to lean down much lower than what was strictly necessary to pick up the soap and the towel before holding out the latter and letting it too sail down onto the floor before taking a seat on the stool.

“Allura…” Sebastien silently berated himself for how he was **** into moaning out her name as she leaned in over the side of the tub and dipped her right hand into the water, immersing it into it so that it was only a few inches away from his achingly stiff cock, her lips still pulled back into a radiant smile that was reinforced by the gleam in her eyes as she extracted her hand from the water without having allowed it to brush against him.

“Lean forwards, pet.” As Sebastien sported a surprised grimace at how his body obeyed her orders before his mind had had a chance to process them, Allura reminded herself as she looked at his muscular back that her only reason for visiting him was to see just how much she needed to tease him before he’d take her again.

“I…” Sebastien had barely begun to experience how Allura put exactly the right amount of strength into how she slid her soap-covered hands across his back, circling her slender fingers and the soft palms of her delicate hands over his wet skin and leaving soap bubbles in their wake as she steered them towards his shoulders before he decided that he needed something to distract himself with, “I’ve been thinking.”

“Yes?” Allura stretched out her reply, speaking with a sultry voice as she proceeded to rub his shoulders, kneading her fingers against them to cause them to loosen up.

“Uh… yes,” Sebastien groaned out as Allura showed no signs of stopping what she was doing and instead chose to work her hands closer to his neck, an involuntary thrill running down his neck when she leaned closer in still and placed a soft, light kiss on the side of his neck, “we should head east.”

“Why?” Allura again managed to make a short, supposedly innocent question sound overwhelmingly seductive to Sebastien’s ears, while she herself was extremely pleased at how **** him seemed to keep her at bay.

“Loyalty,” Sebastien shifted in the water as the crow of his swollen cock stood up in front of him, the well-hung knight again being **** to gulp hard in response to Allura’s actions, “they fight for a cause. The bandits and the hill people don’t.”

“Go on,” Allura urged Sebastien as she rose from her seat and leaned down until her breasts brushed against his shoulder, her hands sliding down over his chest as she heard him take a deep whiff of her scent, “tell my why loyalty’s important.”

“The others can be bribed by the king, the nomads simply want their freedom,” Sebastien explained as he wondered how far down his front that Allura’s hands would venture, “the king will have to reach a settlement with them if they attack him.”

“And since the king was the one to start that war, making peace with the nomads will make him seem weak in the eyes of his vassals,” Allura kicked off her high-heel shoes, “but the nomads’ numbers have dwindled as a result of the war.”

“They don’t have to be the only group that we ally with,” Sebastien replied, again having to move about in the tub to give his balls some extra space between his legs.

“Very good, pet,” Allura offered Sebastien some more praise, and then caused him to let out a gasp by taking advantage of how the tub was big enough for two by slipping in behind him, his nostrils flaring and air being pressed out through his mouth as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed her breasts against his back.