Take her to the bed

You bring Alexa to the luxurious bed in the room. The two of you make out for some time. It takes a while, but gradually she becomes more and more comfortable. You start to feel a bond of empathy with the girl. Both of you have been denied a normal adolescence due to your stations. You, locked into a monastic life until you had the responsibility of royalty foisted upon you, and her, locked into a loveless marriage with a man old enough to be her grandfather. You wonder if it is really worth it, if perhaps you would have been better off as a couple of peasants, stealing away together at night, enjoying your youth together without the pressures of your current roles. You banish these sad thoughts from your mind and try to find happiness in the moment. Gently, slowly you move a hand to her supple chest. She doesn't protest. Emboldened, you begin to feel. Your body feels like it's on fire, and your heart is light in your chest. Is this what it's like to be...normal? If so, normal isn't so bad. You break off from Alexa and look at her. She opens her eyes, concerned and wondering why you stopped. "Alexa...I, um..." She looks confused. "What is it, your majesty?" For some reason, it hurts when she calls you that. "Don't call me that. I'm sorry, I know I'm acting strange. I just...I wish things could have been different, you know?" She looks down sadly. "Yes, me too." You look into her big green eyes and see something. Well, it's not a thing, but if _feels _like when you look into her eyes, there's a spiritual bond linking you two together, an understanding of the other's deep thoughts. You kiss her again, more passionately. Alexa returns your passion.

A thought passes through your mind and you almost jump when you remember that Hammernacht is still in the room. "Umm, Burgermeister... if you would be so kind?" You implore. He reddens, but does not budge. "Well, you see your majesty, I'm much to old to be engaging in these sorts of things. Seeing as I'm already letting you bed my wife, I was hoping you would be so generous as to...let me watch?" Despite his embarrassment he has no trouble getting the sentence out, if anything he speaks with obsequiousness but nonetheless great eagerness. Your stomach turns a bit at the thought of the perverse old man watching you in your intimate moment. But compared to what he has given, he's not asking much. You look to Alexa. "It's ok honey. Just ignore him." She gives you a reassuring kiss on the cheek. Well, ok then. "Fine," you say, "just, could you get behind the door over there? You can peek out from it, I just don't want to look at you." He jumps up despite his elderly physique and runs behind the door. Your respect for HN is not as high as it once was.

You banish yet another unpleasant thought and return your attentions to the girl in front of you. You help her to undress. First you work free her soft chest. Medium-sized breasts fall free of their bindings and you scoop them up in your hands. Alexa is more comfortable now but she still goes beet-red when you fondle her chest. "Oh, lord!" You don't stop, rubbing her nipples with your fingertips. They starts to harden at your touch, and judging from her response more sensitive too. You push her onto the bed and kiss her again. You maintain a hand on one breast and rest yourself on the other elbow. You start dry humping the girl beneath you, rubbing your clothed crotch on her own. She moans weakly, eyes closed as you continue to make-out. Her hands roam over you, stopping on your buttocks. She squeezes and pulls you into her as you hump. "Oh young buck, your doe is ready for you" Alexa says dreamily.