She's right you aren't in the mood

She leaned over and kissed your forehead. "I know lover mine." She patted your thigh and stood up. "But you aren't sleep here so either knock on Vatarie's door or come with me to Ana's, cause you aren't going back in there." She tapped the door with her finger and you stood up.

"Do you know how long," you nod at the door, "til I can see him."

"Oh tomorrow no worries. I'll keep talking to him about what he went through but not all that much will change about him when he's properly dealing with the trauma. He'll probably be less aggressive towards non-nobles trying to fuck you but he'll never be ok with it." She put an arm around your waist as you walked downstairs towards Ana's. "He will still be devoted to you, Blue used his trauma and his saviour complex build that devotion over two years but even if he had lived a perfectly happy life he'd be on his knees in front of you the moment you look down at him and told him to kneel." She laughed but you didn't feel all jovial about that.

You know that she's beyond experienced in this field but you are still worried about him. "Anything I can do to help?"

"Well that depends. I can just help with the trauma and help him get back to his normal self without any panic attack, orrrr," she drew out the word giving you an inquisitive look, "I could, enhance, what Blue started, get that devotion up to worship. He won't be second guessing anyone you fuck that way."

"Clare." You give her a disapproving frown and see her smile at you in response.

"Good boy." She rested her head on your shoulder happily, "Don't worry, I'll look after your cute little cumdump."

You were about to give her another disapproving look when you reconsidered. He meant a lot more to you than that but falling for her teasing was just going to invite more. "Thanks Clare." You kiss her forehead making her grin happily at you.

"You know head pats are better way of expressing thanks." She winked at you and you laughed, feeling a pressure rising of you as you did. She winked at you, clearly away of that fact.

Putting a hand on her head you stroke her hair. She gave an exaggerating purring noise in response. "Vatarie's better at that."

"Yeah." Clare sounded a bit dejected. "Guess I'll have to listen her purring a few more times to get my tone in." She smirked at you and you saw her pants bulge out for a moment. You let out an amused snort and felt the rest of your tension leave you. You gave some more head pats in thanks for her good work.

When you arrived at Ana's estate you were surprised there was no Princess swarming or summoning you. Clare led you towards Ana's room when Delilah caught up to you. "Is he ok?" Delilah asked. "We didn't mean to make him go through that." Eve said sounding deeply shaken about this.

"He's ok, Clare's going to be talking some things through with him." You see Delilah let out relieved breath but Eve still looked concern. You give Clare a look and she smiles and nods.

"Come on Delilah, we have a lot more to talk about." Clare let go of your waist and put her arm around Delilah's.

"We're fine." Eve said then let out a surprised shout. "Besides Delilah doesn't need to remember all of that." Their body language got bashful. "Eve, may you should talk to her," there is a moment of hesistation as Delilah looks at you before their expression shifts into embarrassed surprised. The fact Delilah had decided to finish that sentence in their head rather than out loud put some worried tension back onto you.

"No lying to the Goddess in the room." Clare chided and walked Delilah away. "You two are coming with me." There was a bit more hesitation before Eve relented.

Left alone in the hallway you resume your trip to Ana's bedroom. Opening the door you find her sitting in a robe on one of the lounges reading. Honestly the sight throws you for a moment. Not just because seeing her doing something both non-sexual and clothes is dramatic change of pace but also because it reminds you it has been a while since you've read anything.

Anastasia looks up from her book and smiles broad at you. "Good evening Christopher." She put the book in her lap and waves for you to join her. You sit next to her and she immediately lays down in your lap looking up at you with her head resting on her thighs. "Read to me." She holds up the books withe thumb pointing out where she was up to.

The first thing you notice is that this book is typed not hand written. The second is that when you look at the cover you recognise it. It's one of the books the porn connoisseur who had passed out from exhaustion you helped to back to her room had. You look down at Anastasia and recognise her horny face.

Going back to where she was pointing you are surprised is it's in the middle of some hardcore pornography but is instead relatively tame conversation. Getting comfy you obey her order. You don't exactly put on voice for the character as they speak but you do lower your voice a little when the male protagonist has their lines.

While you read you notice a trend, an unusually trend at that. The male characters, all of them, are oddly aggressive, fighting and arguing with each other over the female main character, taking a more forceful approach with her than you've ever heard of this world before. The first bit of real smut you encounter is actually the female lead being, less than consensually, **** to pleasure one of the male characters, and not even the main one. It's not that surprising considering Anastasia's peculiarities but it is that is even exists in printed form in the first place.

Your reading is suddenly cut off as Anastasia rolls over putting her lips against the bulge in your pants. You aren't even sure when you got the erection, if it was from the contents of the smut or the proximity of Ana, or both. She looks up at from the side of her eye and you go back to reading. She pulls your pants down with your help and rests your length against you lips, gently caressing it and occasionally running her long along it. It's not a blowjob or even intending to really pleasure you so much as it to have something for her to play with while you read porn to her. When you finish the smut she slows down happily just breathing heavily on you but whenever another smut scene starts she gets back into it.

It become increasingly hard for you to keep read from her teasing and you lift the book to say such to her but the moment you do she gets an excited look on her face. It takes longer than you think is appropriate, based on how her excitement starts to run off before it clicks, for you to figure out she is wanting to recreate some of the less than consensual parts through baiting. What makes it worse is that the last chapter you wrote was about how the female main character had successfully baited the male protagonist.

You put the book down and run your hand along her side roughly squeezing her chest getting a sudden inhale and attempted conceal smile in response. You lower your hands to her tightly squeeze thighs and **** them open to another moan. Being so turned on was making it hard for her to pretend this isn't entirely what she wanted to happen.

You feel how drenched she is and bring your finger to her lips. She sucks on them for a moment before remember the role play and pout angrily and your amused face. You pick her up and carry her to the bed with her still pouting. Maybe the non-verbal teasing about how easy she was to break did ruin the role play so you throw her face down on the bed bent at the waist with her feet hanging over the edge of the bed. You lift her robe and use it to tie her arms up, all be it loosely. She moans and spreads her legs before snapping them shut.

You put your feet between hers and **** them to open and run your tip along her slit. To say she is drenched is an understatement, you actually slip inside her on accident it is so easy. Lean over her you put a hand on the back of her head just as happened to the female main character and pressed her into the bed as you pushed inside her. The guttural moan and tightened from pleasure muscles confirm that she is just terrible at role play. However, hearing how turned on she is and after reading porn and having her teasing you, it's an aspect very easy to overlook.

Fucking her hard and fast as you hold her down fills the room with the slaps of your hips meeting and grunts from the both of you. You don't last all that long and hilt yourself as you flood her with cum. When you finish and pull out you let her go and she doesn't even move, her body makes the occasion shudder of orgasmic after-shook. You walk back to the book and grab it then use it to spank Anastasia's ass until it gets red.

"Where'd you get this?" You ask laying sitting on the bed next to her with an hand resting on her ass giving it a soft squeeze or random gentle slap.

"Hmhahn." She response her face still buried in the bed.

"Fair enough." You say using a finger to move some sweat dampened hair from her face to plant a kiss on her. "Time to clean you up." You scoop her into your arms and she happily squeezes her tights tightly closed and warping her arms around your neck.

"Th'k mmms." She mumbled closing her eyes with a dopey grin on her face.

You shake your head and decide to not mention to Asune, Anastasia, possibly newly discovered kink. Getting her to and then cleaning her in the bath was easy. You'd know where it would be with your eyes closed at this point. She recovers from her post orgasm during the walk but played up her inability to operate without you enjoying the attention.

All clean and happy you carry her back to her room, leaving your uniform in the bathroom hoping that Black or White will see your ruined shoes and take it upon themselves to fix. When you put the both you to bed she cuddles into you contentedly. "A new store opened recently with those books. They have some sort of contraption that can make all the lettering the same." She gives a lazy shrug. "It's an interesting gimmick and the books they are making are," she smirks, "intersting, so I thought I'd buy a few before it goes out of fashion."

You bite your lip to not mention how that fashion is likely to evolve. It's too late in the night to begin what would likely be a very long, details conversation. "Night Ana."

"Love you." She says in response and goes immediately to sleep.

You hold wakefulness for a bit longer as your mind travels to your room and Edin, hopefully peacefully, sleeping within, then to Clare, Delilah and Eve. A healthy Eve seems like a good thing but several centuries of **** is a fuck-load to deal with. Lastly your mind takes you to the weekend, unlike the last one this one is kinda open: Vatarie and Delilah have their duel; you and Clare are going to Asune's estate; and, you and Cynthia have a sexual education lesson. Other that that you might get some time to be alone, it had been a minute since you'd gotten some you time.