The intendant is distracted from his duty

Location: Gobel-en-Methel, Palace, Great Hall
HP: 100/100
Lust: 38/100
Corruption: 0/100
State: Very Dirty (permanent bonus: +3 Lust), Horny
Equipment: Royal invitation
Level: 1
Experience: 54/1000

Once inside the great hall, you are hailed by the intendant. As he comes closer to you, you start blushing, anticipating his reaction discovering the nature of your 'make up'.
His severe face turns into pure shock as he suddenly stops his hurried walk. You easily notice his erection through his intendant robe. And that smell that won't leave your libido alone... A drop slowly flows down your thigh. Assuming some bluntness could prevent you from being scolded for your lateness or your appearance, you take the initiative:

"Your mouth is open, intendant. Were you about to say something?", you ask.
"Er...", he hesitates, totally lost.
"You look so tense! I know a good cure against that", you explain, illustrating your words by lightly lifting up his robe.

As you get closer to him, he looks more and more absorbed by the generous view you are offering him.

"My chest raises your interest? Touching is better than looking don't you think?", you say, making him fondle your soft breast.

A shiver of pleasure runs through your spine as your tits are getting massaged by the desireful servant. His urges must be unbearable since he forces you to kneel down. Guessing his wish, you lift up his robe above his hard cock and give him a boobjob. His cum spreads on your chest only after a dozen of strokes. Tired, the intendant sits down, panting.

"The queen is waiting for you in the throne room. Hurry up", he mumbles before passing out.

You head to the throne room with a knot in your belly.