The Ogre Strength Fairy and the Eldest 'Son' Chapter 555 - [More Pre-R18] Negotiating The Un-negotiable

’...I wanted to read them along with her. Preferably forcing her to speak all the words aloud to . Just like I expect that line she just used... has been rehearsed from.’

She giggled at that thought of her warrior trying to repeat that phrase into a mirror... almost as much as at the ’threat’ it was supposed to be, to rile the sense of ’danger’ for goading her too far. To El, that had sounded far more like a lovely promise instead! If this were a different ti in their relationship - or a different piece of clothing.

"Mm. I’m not sure which sounds sexier. Giving you a little slow show of peeks and dance - or letting you try and do sothing you *think* I’d like. Oh, but this ti why don’t you just take it off for . Gently, my love? I know for sure I’d like that..."

"And you can work your way up to being a dashing brute. One that takes whenever you want to. So just take the training ahead and find out how to make feel pleasure first, hm?"

A new feature in the room. which Qatrand hardly thought enough about considering it wasn’t there last ti she visited. Though it had been ever since a personal servant was secretly ordered by a comnt from Nohre... to get one put in imdiately by a forward thinking little wife. One who chuckled as her husband-wife attempted to loom effectively over her...

’Ah, maybe next ti when she is more used to . She’s so cute. Look at how serious she is being. I can’t, I can’t, oh my!’

Breaking out into ecstatic giggles, the brunette smiled up at her as she squird her back into the bedding, lifting her hands fluidly toward the lover overhead. She caressed the side of Qatrand’s overhanging face with one palm - and playfully tickled the edge of a pair of lips which she had not touched in five years with the pinky of the other.

"I’m glad you’re having fun all by yourself, but I’m genuinely not sure what’s about to happen."

"I do feel... that it’s hard to control myself."

"Yes. Like I might *actually* break the bed at this rate."

On the last night before going off to lead that strikeforce, the two had experienced sothing wonderful in its ways - within the level of intimacy she had allowed herself back then. But not like today would be! She sowhat wanted the single mont to go on forever, but also desperately wanted each proceeding slice of ti to do the sa. A contradictory, infinite experience of intimacy with her precious gem!

"Then what is the point of this place?"

A stutter of ’concern’ pushed itself out, but was buried by what was clearly the taller woman thinking the words through. With her wife off her back, even while looking down at her pinned beneath... she was able to really take stock of everything once again.

Licking across her own lips, moistening them visibly - as if they needed any increased level of enticent for the person already wanting to stop thinking and just steal them, every ti a note of that voice entered her ears... Elua er Goltbred added a final possibility.

Pigeon blue eyes squinted and she *warned* in a low grunt of audible refusal. She knew full and well that the rascal here was taking shots with words that the woman knew would never land into an agreent. The idea of not doing it at all - or not *soon* - was quite long gone in the Warden Patrician’s heart.

"We are going to have sex, finally. In a bed. Like normal married people do. Now. Today. Here"

The brunette didn’t actually *want* to go back to that place quite yet!

"Mmm. Well then, like normal people... I suppose we should finally just kiss for a while, yes?"

"Find our physical rhythm and excitent again, not just the lovely but limited spiritual dry humping we’ve been doing for the last fifteen minutes. Does that sound like a plan?"