The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)
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"Mmhm. I got a depraved fuck out of the Queen... And a dirty little secret I could tell one of her adorable little advisors should she ever try to screw me over someday." She says, chuckling, before tilting her head. "Though you're so slutty, I doubt they'd bat an eye!" She says with a laugh.
She chuckles and shakes her head. "You should learn to play that game, my Queen. You'll be needing your skills in that court of yours." She says, chuckling and patting her face. "Look what happened to the last Queen. Got rid of her lover." She murmurs z slowly sliding off her cock to lie down beside her, cradling Phorsaal's head between her breasts.
"Oh? Well, that's either the smartest or the stupidest thing you've ever done. But well... Only time will tell..." She whispers, stroking her hair as her other arm hugs her close.
As close as their swollen bellies would allow, at any rate.
As close as their swollen bellies would allow, at any rate.
"Mm... But at the same time, you've left enemies in your wake, gave you not...?" She murmurs, pulling her close until their noses are touching.
"Mm... I wasn't talking about the throne, my dear... I was talking about your life." She whispers, stroking her face.
She chuckles. "That you do. Your wolf boy, and then my fuzzball, should certainly keep you safe and sound." She says, chuckling and kissing her forehead, before tilting her face up and kissing her lips, her tongue slipping right in and wiggling around in her mouth.
"True... But the question is... Was the Queen really resisting all that much? Perhaps she didn't even want the throne anymore." She says, chuckling.
She laughs out loud before brushing her hand away. "Fine, fine..." She murmurs, before kissing her again, and then leaning back. "You'll make a fine Queen, Phorsaal." She murmurs, grinning.
"Mm... Don't worry. Everyone loves a Queen they can idolise and pretend to fuck." She says, chuckling and patting her head. "So have you decided on who's going to be the father of the heir yet?" She asks, grinning.
"Although... If you had to be the mother... And this is just a rhetorical question, mind you- Who would you pick to be the father?" She asks, smiling.
She chuckles at that. "Okay, so you like Jackal. Your wolf boy didn't even make the cut? How sad." She says, giggling. "I'll keep your little secret to myself, then!"
"You never know... Humans and demons share a lot of similarities. Most of the time, I've seen human-demon matches turn out with either pure demons, or in a rare while, a human with mostly demon characteristics." She murmurs. "Human genes are weak. Too susceptible to manipulation. And ours... Are far stronger, obviously." She says with a satisfied smirk.
"Mmhm... Get some rest for now..." She murmurs, sitting up. "I'll be back after I check on Jackal." She says, hips swaying as she walks out of the room.
Amara eventually returns after a few minutes, then slides into bed with her. She pulls the covers over both of them, and squishes Phorsaal's head into her breasts. "He'll be fine." She murmurs, already yawning.