Tempt Geralt

You figure his choice of words was enough of a hint as to where his mind was. Granted, promiscuous behavior is the norm here, not the exception. Still, it can't hurt to try. You shake your hips side to side and moan, replying in your best sultry voice

"Mmmmm, do you wanna test that theory, Captain Geralt? I bet you could give this Princess quite the pounding. It's your last chance before I become Queen"

Geralt approaches you with a completely unchanged appearance, his arms still folded behind his back. He stands immediately behind you, and you quiver in anticipation of getting your pussy filled. Lust falls to disappointment as you see him shift to the side in order to grasp the crown. Just as you were about to move, you feel a sharp pain on your ass where Geralt swatted you. Looks he wants to play after all, and was playing hard to get.

"I'm leaving to make sure this is safe. You had best be ready when I return" Geralt stated sternly and quietly, as he marched off in the same precise slow manner he approached. Having switched the dynamic on you, you're now the one waiting on him. In anticipation, you keep your position and take one hand between your legs, gently touching the sopping folds of your pussy. You instinctively close your eyes in the pleasure, causing you to lose track of Geralt's return, which he announces with another slap of your ass, followed by a quick thrust inside you.

You let out a startled yelp, but are far from about to complain. Much the reverse, Geralt's always been a killjoy, so getting him to this point is a small point of pride for you. Moving your hand back to the wall, you push against it to move in a synchronous movement opposite his, feeling him penetrate even deeper.

"I almost didn't think you had it in you Geralt. You hardly seem the type" You tease him in between moans.

"Don't get the wrong idea Princess" he responds as his pace quickens, "this is solely for your benefit. I'm just looking to ensure you don't embarrass yourself by fondling yourself during the coronation..." As he gives your ass another stinging slap "or worse, start blowing the bishop"

"Oh come now, surely I'm not that bad..." You try to defend yourself, futile as it may be.

"No, perhaps not, but better to not take the chance" You can hear the tension inside him building, can feel him grasping your hips more tightly, he's quickly reaching an orgasm.

"do you really think there's nothing more to me than fucking? That I'm just a priveleged, spoiled, beautiful little slut?"

"Hopeless my dear, utterly hopeless" Geralt lets off a short grunt as he cums, filling you with hot seed. He gives a few more thrusts to fully enjoy the sensation, and removes himself, stuffing his manhood back into the leggings of his tunic.

With that over, Geralt does regain his composure "Well, I suppose it's a good thing that you didn't take the bath yet to prepare for your day. Perhaps that would be the next order of the day..."