Alynia smiled up at him, a cheeky cute grin knowing that even under his nonchalant responses and royal pride she was getting to him. It wasn’t exactly a surprise; Oberron used this simple premise as an excuse to “punish” her whenever he was in the mindset for some rough play. Right now, it wasn’t as if he had specifically told her but she could tell from the way he looked down at her vulnerable form and the tremors that went up his spine. The blissful feeling that she knew she was the one who caused those shivers, the wanting look in his lust hazed violet eyes was enough to drive her crazy.

The queen pouted and rolled her eyes amused, “You better not be giving permission for me to do this.” She muttered slowly squeezing her mounds around his shaft and pressing them up and down along his length. Alynia eyes watched the massive phallus lodged between her breasts as it twitched and she very much liked what she saw. At the same time as she rolled her own hills in circles around his cock pleasure spiked down to the pit in her stomach. Though it was a bit embarrassing she was pleasuring herself, Alynia concentrated primarily on pleasing Oberron.

She started by just opening her mouth, allowing that every time he trusted upward that just a bit of him was met with her hot mouth. Then, concentrating the rubbing of her breasts at the base of his dick, she glanced up at him one more time before lowering her head to take the tip of him back into her mouth. Twirling her tongue around the head of his shaft, her breasts matched the motion as she pressed them in small circles enveloping the base. She had to thrust her body forward slightly to achieve maximum friction so every time she leaned forward a bit more of him pushed in between her open lips. Alynia moaned softly letting the vibrations of the sounds she made course through him.

Gradually she allowed herself to suck on him a bit harder tasting the sweet precum leak out of the tip. Alynia shifted to a more up and downward motions to assist her in effectively pleasuring him while trying to take in account his reactions. She groaned as she tried to take in as much of him as she could. Her tongue ran along the underside of his shaft as her eyes fluttered shut trying to devote herself to the task at hand. Alynia felt his cock twitch in anticipation as she began to bob her head. Realizing that he was close to becoming undone, she quickened her pace. Her breasts bounced along with her body as she did her best to impale Oberron’s shaft between her lips.

And then she stopped. Giving the twitching head of his shaft a final few licks, she simply stopped and looked up at him with a glint in her eyes. Her lips curved in a playful tantalizing smirk. “How’s that? Feeling a bit more confident?” She chirped innocently wiping the corner of her mouth. Alynia gazed with interest at his now neglected throbbing erection with an interested expression. Had she refused to finish him off as a small dose of revenge as he didn’t do the same for her? Perhaps. Either way she was enjoying it and she showed it with a smile.

He gazed at her, his hands still letting his fingers brush against her neck as he looked down at her. “Permission? No, my queen. You are free to do as you wish. You always have been.” God she felt so good around him, the swell of her breasts pressed against his heated length.

He yearned against that attention. His shaft flowing against her chest eager at the appex of each thrust for another lick of her cool tongue swishing against him.

She teased in a way that she slowly took more of his royal spetre, allowing her tongue to flicker off that throbbing rod of his.

His fingers tightened against her shoulders and he groaned out. This felt so delicious, he had been so ready of course since she had started and he knew that before long she would finish him, complete him as she swept her lips down over him.

Oberron quivered, so close, he was close and she could taste his pre-cum collecting on the tip of his member. His violet eyes closed as he canted his head back as he let out a stark groan as she took him deeper into the wet confines of her mouth.

He had plans of course but she made him forget about them as he was ready to unlad his essence inside her mouth! Just a second longer – and she stopped! He popped out of her with an audible popping sound as his eyes darted open at once, he looked down at her with a mixed look in his eyes that she had not seen before.

Anger? Need? Want? She could not truly place it though his hands slide off her shoulders and down the length of her arms then cupped into her hands assisting her up to her feet.

One command and she would have inished what she had started but he knew she was attempting to pay her back from earlier and while he had been uoset it was not with her after all. He deserved it though he assisted her up and pressed his lips to her own, the fierceness of that kiss as he set his lips against hers.

His hands rushed to her hips. He picked her up then set her at the edge of the table again. His lips still moving against her own as he poistioned her there. “Not bad,” Oberoon aswered, “though we'll have to see about this new found confidence.”

He lowered his mouth to feast on her breast for a bit, his tongue danced over the erect nipple though it had not been for long as he pushed gently against he until she was laying back.

He used one hand to sweep her panties aside, the other to angle himself against that sweet heated entrance. With a single push he filled her comoletely though at the same time he le out a deep groan as he spiledl inide her with that single thrust straigy=ht int =o the core of her body unable to hold back any lonerlonger.

Alynia could tell that she succeeded. Tilting her head up innocently she retaliated at his angry lusty glare. God in this unexplainable way, he was so sexy when he was angry. She shuddered, biting her lip, she had to prevent herself from immediatly taking him back between her lips, god what a look from him did to her.

Oberron assisted her to stand and as soon as she was on her feet Alynia wasted no time to kiss her king fiercely, wrapping her arms passionately around his neck. Moaning loudly into his open mouth, thier tounged danced openly. As his strong hands lifted her up from the hips, her toned legs hugged around him pulling him as close to her as possible. Alynia bare mounds pressed into him without care, all that mattered to her was the fiery want he had ignited within her core.

Slowly, with the gentleness that Oberron had treated her for all this time, he laid her down upon the table. Alynia shivered as her bare skin made contact with the cold table. Their lips broke apart for air and her chest heaved. God, she was breathless. Her lidded eyes drank in the sight of her husband just before he ducked down suckling on her engorged breasts.

Her hand ran lovingly through his black locks, pressing him into the softness if her heaving mounds. "Ah-!" She cried, her throaty moans echoing throughout the room. The thought of anyone hearing her completely vanished from her mind. Her chest thrusted upward, her eyes closed in agonizing bliss as she felt his rock hard tip run against her dripping folds.

He did not wait at all before encasing his length within her causing her to throw her head back while emitting a loud cry of his name. Their erotic sounds entertained together in a wonderful melody. Alynia's body thrashed in pleasure pushing her hips toward him relishing the feeling of his seed splashing within her silk walls.

"Ah!!" She moaned in a lovely high pitched voice. "O-Oberron! Make love to me!" Alynia cried completely caught up in the moment. Her walls clutched down upon him, she felt so full. So loved. "God I love you..." Alynia yelled in ectasy.

A storm raged over him as she teased him, pulling away from him as she made her point. The look in his eyes had been both pleading and full of want but she had made her point in those silent momnts. He could see the indecision flicker their for a moment within her mind as if she had reonsidered what she was doing to him though he had never reconsidered the effect that he had on her or what he had done to her in the past nor would it be the last time that he had denied her, at least for the moment.

So he assisted her up to her feet, not expecting or not desiring her to change her mind. His mind had already been made up as to how to react to the situation and he simply moved on rather than dwelling on something specific.

He set her down on the table, gazing down at her for the moment before he swept down to encompass her breast. The taste was delicious as he felt her arch her back beneath him, more of that breast being pushed into his mouth for his lips and tongue to play with. He swept his tongue against her, flicking it over the peeble sized nipple that he sished against her nipple, flickering against it as his hand encased her other breast to squeeze upon it for a moment.

Oberron could feel her hand had the back of his head as his lips moved over the back of his head. He was encouraged to suck deeper as he eagerly swept her panties aside angeling against her sex. He was called exconerattingly into her.

Her moans mixed with his solid thrust into her core, his body coming undone with that since thrust as he felt himself firing into her deeply, fully. He had been that wound up it had seemed. He had needed her that much and his luscious warmth spread inside her body, filling her as he rested atop her for a moment.

Her words wer keen in his ears as he brought his lips back up to her own, drinking from them as a hand brushed against the curve of one of those breasts that had been so pleasing to him before.

“I love you too, Aly,” he spoke to her in a normal heated tone. She had lost herself in this moment forgetting herself, forgetting that she had not wished for anyone to over hear her when they had started her today.

Oberron took a moment, basking in that sensation of warmth that surrounded him. He had gathered enough composure to begin moving against her with a groan parted his lips. He kissed her lips again then brought them along the side of her neck sweeping slowly against her heated skin until he had dropped down far enough to once more capture her breast within his mouth.

His hand falling to her other globe squeezing then rubbing against it as he went, licking at the one breast as he began to plunge away inside that core.

He filled her urgently rocking against her body as he brough his own down against her, within her. He groaned out against her breast as he filled her with those rapid thrusts that filled her. He urgently presed inside her, eager to be within her once more as he pressed rapidly inside her with a deep groan as he pressed inside her body. His body was sensitive though she knew that Oberron aimed to please as he was attempting now. His shaft trembled inside the core of her body as he pressed inside her, eagerly seeking to fill her as he groaned deliciously against the swell of her breast.

His mouth wrecked magic upon her being, his expert tongue suckled and flicked against her swelled buds. Shocks of pleasure flowed from where ever his mouth went to the pit of her stomach. The heavenly arousal that flooded her her form as he can undone within her. The warm feeling of his seed filling her up was something she would never be able to get used to. That brief moment of her husband firing within her made her see white stars.

As Oberron took a moment to recuperate, the only sound in he room was the heavy breaths of the couple. Both their chests rising and falling and the sighs coming from he girl. Alynia hugged him close as he leaned over her, resting her head in the crux of his neck, relishing the moment of silence as he regained his strength. Her body shuddered against his. Her slick inner walls squeezed around him willing him back to his hardness. But there was no way he could ignore the intensity that her body radiated with desire. It wasn't long before she was whimpering and pleading for him to continue.

The sexual flush of her body increased just a bit more. A tired smile stretched upon her face as he responded with fortified reassurance of his feelings. His hands gently carressed over her sensitive skin. She mewled and whined with want as her senses were still hypersensitive and alive with passion. Her moans were muffled then heard as Oberron's mouth kissed her again and then moving to littering her flawless nape with light hickeys.

His speed slowly increased, Alynia knew he was sensitive but she was more than touched knowing he wanted her to reach her own climax. "Your so a-amazing!" She wheezed as his head descended upon her chest again allowing the sounds of her pleasure to be fully heard. The noises bounced off of the walls, sounding even louder to the couple if only Alynia was coherent enough to listen. Encouragements spilled from her lips, reverig her husband to the full extent. Words and murmurs of gratitude spilled one after another urging him on.

But as his tempo increased, so did the fluency of Alynia's words decrease until it was nothing but a slur of his name. He was so strong, every thrust filled her completly. He gave no mercy as he pistoned inside of her needy form. At a time like this, absolutely everything about about Oberron's godly being, the sounds of his groans reaching her ears, drive her insane. Her hips rolled relentlessly against him, doing everything in her power to assist in impaling herself along his impressive shaft. Alynia's heavenly breasts bounced and rolled with each thrust. Her voice was tired, her throat burned, but she could not stop the plethora of moans. It just felt so good!

She breathed out his name again and again as if he was some sort of prayer, tidal waves of ectasy crashed upon her senses. Alynia's slick silk walls crushed against him, it was only because of his previous release that made it easier form him to rock back and forth within her tightness. The knot pulled within her core, Alynia was so close to falling over the edge. Her legs were tired from wrapping so securely around him.

And it hit her like a lightening, drawing a lovely long shriek poured from her lips. How was there away to describe the height of pleasure he had brought her? A feeling of pure sexual release flooded through her. At that one moment her other senses failed her, all she could recall was the immense waves of pure indulgence flooding through her every nerve. Her body froze and stiffened. She was cumming, and she was cumming hard. Alynia sweet essence flowed freely from her body, dripping onto the floor. Even as she climaxed, her husband kept pounding away within her seeking his second release. Alynia shuddered, she was impossibly sensitive, but she did the best she could to grind herself upon him.

Her eyes squeezed shut, her head rolled in agonizing bliss. Alynia couldnt contain herself as she seized his hair pulling him up from her breast to enwrap him in breathtaking kiss. Her tounge immediatly waged war upon his. She loved it, this, goodness she loved everything he could do to her. It was only with him did she feel so elated, so ultimately loved and satisfied. "You're -a -god.." She moaned softly inbetween heated kisses. Alynka couldn't express her gratification enough.

She had felt so divine against him her body covered beneath him like a blanket that was moving against him in that sweet moment that the two had joined together. The slickness of his earlier release made pushing into that tight shealth all the more easier as he moaned delicious against her body.

His skin was glowing, as was her. She had gathered enough of his essence inside her throughout the course of the years that he skin reacted to his. The swell of that pale color swept over himas they made this merry dance against one another.

Held in the circle of her legs Oberron felt the power of them as they attempted to hold him fast in her body but that task was similar to grasping smoke bare handed. Had he of wanted there was no doubt that Oberron could have done just that though he was unwillinging to brake away from her.

Those rollling hips that swished against him that had robbed his senses as she engulfed more of him as he surged deeper inside those wet folds.

Her moans were luscious to him as they lingered on his ears and while she had been loud he had not given that any consieration yet as he lavished attention on her breast. He was sensitive but did his best to continue, slinking deeper into her core as he sought to fill her with himself.

That rod was thick and hard as it pulsated within her urging him onward, Her words of encouragement had been divine of course, and that had only encouraged him as his body danced against her.

He drew in the taste of her body, focusing on that breast as he pressed fully inside her core despite the protests that his body made to contiue. He was throbbing again inside her, her body folding against his own with each press he made into that heated core .

But he had felt her coming ondone, the clench of her body as she held onto him, the arch of her back, the shriek, of she most certainly came and had he not done so prior he may have been unraveled then but he wasn't so sensitive that he came undone their against the crush of her tightening walls.

He groaned deeper against her breast though, his thrusts growing even faster as his hips slapped down against her own as she struggled to keep going. Fortunately it had not been long before she felt the spray of his heated entrance lauched inside her once more. He stopped, holding still above her as his seed leaked out into her.

Oh, god, how he loved mead! They no longer had to hold back from this, even a little. No, with it he was able to fill her up as their hungry lips connected with one another again. His lips moved away from her, he looked down at her then and smiled, touched by her words.

“I merely have the experiences of a long life,” he cooeed softly to her. “But I am only as good as my partnesr.”

He caressed her check with a hand then as he gazed down at her then. He slowly drew out of her, keenly feeling eary inch of her core as he did so. He was still smiling at her in that charming way of his as a hand stroked down the right side of her face.

“I love you, Aly, you know that, right?”

Her skin emitted that peculiar silvery glow, but Alynia had barely realized it anymore. She was so used to it. Her raspy gasps sounded throughout the room as he pushed into her a final few times before blowing his load deep within her mixing his juices with hers. Alynia gritted her teeth with a groan of satisfaction, for that brief second he fired she felt so deliciously full with his seed as it leaked from her folds. Her walls still convulsed at random intervals at the aftermath of such activities, her slow shuddering breaths and the furious beating of her heart. Alynia’s legs shuddered slightly at the tension as the slowly unwinded from him and she relaxed. Soft mewls left her lips as he slowly pulled out of her body, moving so carefully it created amazing friction against her hyper sensitive flower. Some where in the back of head she tried to recall if she had drank mead within the last few weeks. There was no doubt that she had, Oberron was very insistent in supplying her with the drink for understandable reasons.

She blinked up at him with wide eyes; her hands immediately went to her mouth covering her lips in shock. “I-I can’t believe we just did that.” Alynia muttered quietly her face blushing cherry as the events that just perspired settled in her mind. “We just had sex... here…” Alynia stuttered in disbelief. “The whole castle must have heard me…” She blinked still in wonder but quickly came to terms with it. She looked worried at first, but the expression quickly passed into something more relaxed. There was nothing she could do about it now, and besides she knew that it wasn’t such a big deal in this realm.

Slowly, ever so slowly, as every movement made her body tremble with after shock, she sat up. Her arms wrapped around Oberron’s back embracing him in a tight loving embrace. “I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did.” She whispered. Alynia closed her eyes, breathing in his musky scent and rolling her hands soothing along his shoulders. “And of course I know.” She muttered. “And I love you very much as well.” Alynia landed and innocent peck on his lips. “Even if you tease me.” She gave him a weary smile, a soft laugh simply because she was feeling so blissful. Even though she hummed in content, Alynia was exhausted.

Alynia’s delicate fingers played with the fabric of his shirt that had never made it off, and sighed knowing there were only a few hours left before she had to leave. “You can’t come with me during the negotiations, can you?” She muttered doubtfully. “I want to go. But I want to stay with you too…” she admitted with a confused smile.

Looking over his shoulder spotting her discarded bra some feet away, her panties completely soaked with the result of their love making but still on her. Her hair ruffled, her face flushed with a lingering erotic feature. Alynia felt like a mess and as a result of her self consciousness her senses were sharp. She squeaked and clutched harder onto Oberron as she thought she heard something move outside the still unlocked door. “I have to dress…” Alynia muttered remembering that her dress had magically vanished. She eased herself off of the table with the attention of retrieving her bra, as soon as she put weight on her feet she stumbled and fell into her husband. She had not realized how weak her legs really had felt. “See this is what you do to me…” she whined softly though she did nothing to move away from being close to him.

She peered back at the table and floor, stained with the result of their lovemaking. Alynia was still blushing as she waved her hand slightly magically wiping away most of the evidence. She sighed. Unfortunately Oberron was telling the truth when he told her magic was harder here than in Avalon. Alynia turned back tilting her head up slightly to peer at her handsome king. “Is there anything specific you would like to see me in?” she requesting cutely wanting him to dress her. Back in Avalon, she had the ability to conjure up clothes but here she didn’t know if she could not to mention she was tired. Better not take the risk of accidentally creating unstable illusions instead of the actual material.

Oberron felt content. He had basked in her radiance as his breathing calmed as he pulled away from her albeit briefly. It had pained him in doing so but he had slipped out of that deliciously warm body and had been fixing himself back into his pants when he could feel her fingers running over his attire.

It had occurred to her what they had done, here in this room and he simply smiled down at her. He had not cared who knew or even who saw of course but Oberron also knew of her sensibilities too. She was human after all but she came to terms with matters quickly enough. If anything she was sensible enough to realize that what was done was done.

“No, I think the deaf guy, Gus is his name? No, he didn't hear,” Oberron teased though he watched as she tried to erase the evidence that they had left befhind, her body stumbling into his as she tried to stand on weak knees and quick reations had his powerful hands grasping her hios. His lips daning against her own in that moment though her attention turned to the dood and the voices grew louder outside.

To her relief Oberron snapped his fingers and pointed at the doors barring them in magically golden chains of magnificent strength. He smiled as she colored, looking upon that cherry glow that had course over her features though he sighed a little and shook his head,

“No one heard save for those in this room, I surpressed sound so that it was contained, a useful talent to prevent people from eavesdropping on secret plans. Long ago I used such magic and made it permanent in this room, long before I was Sable's 'guest' of honor. So even if they wanted to no one could scry on this chamber. You could have been louder and it would not have mattered in the least.

“As far as doing it here … well, it happens. Your are still much to innocent, though that is meant in an adorable way of course,” Oberron added as he magically cleaned up the evidence that Alynia had not gotten rid of.

He looked back towards her, a smile upon his lips,. She was still practically naked before him and he bent down letting his mouth slip over the firmness of a breast for a mont. “Yes, I enoyed that very much. Admit it, on occasion you like being teased. “

There was someone outside who tried to get in but couldn't. Oberron did not acknowledge this as, whoever it was quickly gave up when finding that the door had been locked. He first considered her trip and shook his head.

“This is your assignment. I could go but it defeats the purpose of giving you some experience in the politics amongst the fey. Well the dwarves are not fey but you get the idea. In three days I will join you, provided things are nearly resolved by then.

“As for attire?” He gazed at her. “we'll there's nothing wrong with that.” He smirked, chanted then pressed a finger to hert temple. His touch was warm but he pulled some images from her mind then used so magic to freshen her up a little.

He then conured up some matterials. A school uniform similar to that the wore at Sokushu A plaid, checkered black and red skirt, a small one at that, a tiht red sweater and small blouse that showed off her ample chest and kept her mid rift bare. Red socks and a pair of black shoes made up th rest of the attire he created by similar imagers in her mind and a singoe blue ribbon to bound her locks with.
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''Not very creative but I like it ...” he smiled as he looked at first at the clothes all folded on the table, then back at her, the swell of her breasts, her shapely figure, the sparkle in her eyes, the delicious cherry glow splashed against her cheeks. “It will only be for a little while ...” he promised with a grin.

Even though Alynia was still petrified in the concept of being caught after the act, she willingly gave in to his skillful lips. As soon as they broke apart she squeaked holding herself tight against her husband as there were obviously voices growing closer and closer to the room. The queen let out a sigh of relief as Oberron conjured up a set of impressive looking locks as if to ensure her they weren't going to get caught. She held Oberron's hand and held it up to her bare chest wanting him to feel her rapidly beating heart. "I was terrified!" She exclaimed with a pout. "I can't believe you made me think the entire castle... Minus Gus... Was going to hear me!" Alynia stated hitting Oberron playfully on the chest, but she couldn't help but laugh softly. "Well, I guess I did forget about it somewhere during so..." She admitted with a shrug and a chuckle, But still!" She lightly hit Oberron again.

Alynia pouted, "I think I've gotten a bit better with the prudeness was over the years." She pointed out with a grin watching as Oberron effortlessly made the mess disappear. She blinked at him innocently as he turned back to face her. Though she adverted her gaze cutely as Oberron's eyes ran over her close to nude form. She mewled softly as Oberron ducked down to lick over her breast once more. She pouted conflicted by his words. "Oh, you already know that your right." Alynia pouted. "Infact I believe I just love everything you can do to me."She whispered in a suggestive tone, as if Oberron didn't know this already.

Her head immediately snapped to the doorway as the door knob rattled. Alynia whimpered slightly stepping behind Oberron letting him stand inbetween her and the fearful doorway, even though she knew it was locked. There were voices of confusion, but they gradually retreated as they gave up on the locked room. Alynia let out another sigh of relief.

"I didn't really think it would be a good idea for you to come with me. Certainly since we just got back atleast you have to stay back to catch up on things." Alynia stated with a shrug. "I was just saying that I'd miss you. Even if it won't be for long. You're still going to give me something to communicate with you right?" Alynia reminded earnestly.

Alynia closed her eyes briefly as a moment of tranquility washed over her while Oberron pressed a finger to her temple. It was a strange feeling as she suspected Oberron might have been flipping through her mind. Like the abulity to strip her with a snap of his fingers, this was a skill Alynia wasn't all too fond of. It wasnt that she was tryin to hide anything from him, it was that she had willingly thrown away parts of her past that she never planned to revisit again. Alynia didnt see any need for Oberron to know what she was trying to forget.

But since she really didnt mind, Alynia smiled with disbelief as she blinked her eyes open. In a lighter mood because her body felt fresh as if she had just stepped out of a steamy shower she giggled, "Yes, you would think something like that, but seeing me like this is only for you." Her lips met briefly with his solidifying her point. "No one else." She chirped lightly.

Alynia stepped to the table, examining the attire with interest. "A school uniform?" she asked in surprise that Oberron would even know what such a uniform was. Her sucpisions had been proved, obviously this was a modified version of her old Shokushu uniform though if possible what Oberron laid out for her was much more revealing. She turned crossing her arms modestly across her chest giving Oberron a look of curiosity. "When I asked if there was anything specific you wanted to see me in, I meant something I wouldn't be embarrassed walking out of the room wearing. Im not too sure about this..." She admitted looking back at the clothes with wonder. Alynia sighed, "I guess if its only for a bit, and if its really what you want to see me in.." She muttered pick up the skirt. With that she forced Oberron to turn around, wanting it to be something of a surprise when she dressed.

"Okay you can l-look." She stuttered a bit unsure of herself. Alynia stood there with an obvious blush staining her cheeks. She was modestly pressing her knees together, her arms wrapped around her bare stomach. Even though she stood in a bashful way, the outfit Oberron had selected exuded pure sexuality. The miniture plaid skirt just barely covered around her behind forcing her to stand very straight. Bending over the slightest bit would completely reveal the tight white panties she had on. Since her matching socks ran up a bit past her knee, it only emphasized the shortness of the skirt. The black Mary Jane heels he had given her made her legs look miles long... Of course only to emphasize the mini skirt even more.

In a way the top was even worse. Though it had been easy enough to put on, it was incredibly tight even though she was wearing no bra underneath. The the long sleeve red sweater dipped very low on her cleavage, and the blouse she wore underneath did not help at all. The white collar of the shirt peeked out underneath the edges of the sweater as if to frame the deep valley of her breasts. Her hair was tied up in a simple side pony tail because Alynia refused to go all the way with pigtails.

"It looks a lot like my old school uniform. But even more revealing" She admitted blushing. "I really hope you don't mean for me to walk out of here wearing this..." Alynia admitted blinking up peering into Oberron's violet eyes looking for a response.

“Well, I can't be blamed for what you think,” oberron professed. “But if you didn't think there was an element of risk then how fun would that have been? Some times its fun watching you squirm a little. Sometimes the risks are real, sometimes they are not though you never know which is real and which is not. Eventually you will get comfortable with matters and come to accpt things but that probably won't be for a while now. Still, it is fun … I imagine that you have fun my dear.”

Oberron thought. The years were not as long for him so it was a little tougher to analyze minute changes. He did consider these things though then nodded, agreeing with her in that realm. “Your learning. You still have much to learn but I wouldn't want to take away all of your human sensibilies either, then it would not be as fun tormenting you.

“Now is that so, Aly? I guess I haven't lived up to the title Oberron of Storms and might have to take to walking down these halls with you naked on a leash or something.” He chuckled obviously kidding about that one. At least she hoped as his fingers rubbed up and down her arms as he gazed longingly into her brown eyes with his violet ones.

“Go away! Can't you tell the queen is indicent in here! Crusted in cum and sweat!” He grinned as he looked at Alynia teasingly of course. He had to remind her that they could not be heard as loud as they were and the pople outside simply moved along. He had been pleased by her response in hiding herself, no Aly, you haven't come as far as you thinm.

“I' not so worried about catching up with things. It's mostly boring skirmishes with the Rune Carvers now that Gersham is gone so it's been fairly quiet. I will miss ou of course and you will be given one of the communication stones. They function much the same way as your walkie talkies but I will show you how they funtion beore you go it's easy enough.”

“Oh, I didn't think you'd want to wear this around, but you did ask what I'd prefer. There was a lot I saw in your mind clothing wise. I only flipped through some images, you schhol uniform wasn't tough to pull up. I made some slight modifications to it though.”

He did as she bid and turned around as she dressed. “Of course, I would not send you off on a diplomatic mission dressed as this unless the aim was to seduce and for that there were some other outfits that are more effective I think.”

He turned, a grin upon his features as he gazed over her body, his eyes tajing in every inch of her form from the socks, to the shoes, to the skirt. It was clear that he liked what he saw. He stepped closer to her, looking at his wife but not touching her just yet, admiring the swell of her breasts against that tight top.

He then drew her closer, twirling her about so he could see all of her. He gazed into her eyes afterwards though, that grin becoming a smile as he gazed into her eyes, his fey mind working no doubt.

“And if I were intending on that?” Oberron smiled though it was clear that he liked what he saw. He shook his head slightly. “No, I would wish to tempt the guards that would be mean. Though I was curious as to if you wished to be my student.”

She fidgeted and flushed, “Fine. I guess I do enjoy a little bit of the risks…” Alynia admitted shyly. “But that doesn’t mean I want you to take it too far!” she quickly added. “Real risk or not, it’ll be a while before I can ever tell the difference.” Alynia shuddered slightly, conflicted with the concept her husband liked to watch her squirm. She both loved and feared such attention from him, but in a way it was the clash of emotions that made Oberron’s teasing so enjoyable. The idea he was able to convince her to act upon her more primal desires made her heart flutter with excitement, so yes, she did enjoy the risks and games Oberron introduced.

She paled at the suggestion, even though she had already convinced herself he wouldn’t do such a thing… would he? Even though he was kidding, there was a glint in his eye that made her believe that Oberron was not afraid to. The only thing holding him back was her own human virtues. Her eyes glanced up at his meekly, though she was unable to establish prolonged eye contact. The queen would never, never in a million centuries admit such an idea was exciting to her. Everything Oberron threatened her was sparked at least a bit of excitement. But there was no way she would willingly agree to such a proposal. “You would… leash and all...” Alynia admitted shivering as his hands ran down her arms. “But you know I would faint if not die from humiliation!” She exclaimed with a squeak her eyes looking into his. “I can only try to convince you that you’ve lived up to your name adequately enough.” She sighed.

Her expression quickly changed into something of wonder and absolute terror as he called out. She clutched Oberron’s shirt burying her embarrassed face into his torso. Her breath had caught in her throat. Even though he reminded her that who ever had been outside couldn’t have heard them, such teasing made her heart thump wildly. “You’re cruel. Absolutely merciless.” Alynia accused pressing her face deeper into him.

Of course, even if she accused him of such traits she was immensely happy to see Oberron liked the clothes on her. “Yes, I can tell you made changes to suit your taste.” Alynia agreed light heartedly absent mindedly fingering the hemline of her impossibly short skirt. “Not only are there more effective outfits for a mission like that, but also much more effective people.” She stated. “I don’t think I’d be able to do something like that very well. I still don’t understand, after all these years, how I’ve seduced you.” Alynia stated shaking her head in wonder. “What ever it was… I’m happy about it.” The queen whispered looking down modestly at her pristine black shoes. The blush on her cheeks had practically become permanent, but she stood still as Oberron circled around her observing her in a way she would only allow him to do.

It would be so strange for everyone to see her wearing such attire for she always wore elegant dresses. “Naturally I’d do my best to convince you into conjuring me up something more suitable.” She mused thoughtfully, though Alynia was really wasn’t too sure… She knew her husband would never force her to do something she really didn’t want to do, but the worst thing was that he also knew such suggestions aroused her, at least a little. It was like Oberron stated before, it was her nature to want to please him. A small sigh of relief escaped her lips as well as an amused look upon her features as her husband stated he didn’t want to tempt the guards. “Wait, mean for me… or mean for them?” she wondered suspiciously.

As he walked back into her line of vision, she tilted her gaze upward to look at him though she smiled coyly realizing his eyes were concentrated somewhere else. Her eyebrows raised in amusement at his remark. “Hmm.” Alynia hummed as if she was thinking it over. She grinned, “Being you’re student sounds a bit like fun. But it depends. How strict of a teacher will you be?” the girl asked stepping a bit closer to him.

“Now I think I've judged each situation carefully thus far, I haven't forced you to do much in the way of risque things. I rather have the bulk of your attenention and I rather have it positive.” He grinned at her. “Though humans never can remain made for long. A few days or weeks usually. Shorter life spans ensure that you let things go quicker. Now fey, fey can get angry for centuries. We are very passionate.

Oberron watched her eyes, that meek look in them. He had tried to gauge her thoughts and while he had not been in contact with her he was unable to read her thoughts. He wouldn't have either if he were since he had only pried earlier to get some ideas and not go riffling through her head about this and that. Thus, he would not know of her secret excitement … yet … but they had long enough to discover it for himself. For now he had assumed that she was appauled by the idea … no, not appauled.

He was uncertain as to whether she was still excited from what they had just done or if she found that idea somewhat thrilling. She was not wearing a bra after all so to notice that her nipples were staining against the small blouse was noticeable to him, the sweater did not help.

“To parade my queen around like a pet … hm, probably not, not unless you upset me and knowing that you'd hate it so … I am not the best judge when I get upset about something you know. That would fall into the realm of going too far I think, of course if you upset me I might not consider it or not care.”

“Oh I am not that cruel. Puck … yes, Puck is vicious when it comes to cruel torments. He seldomly holds himself back. I can be wicked, I can be kind. Or any extreme in between or course. You are such an easy target Aly so it amuses me to rattle you up every once in a while but I wouldn't do it if you hated it either unless my intent was to be especially cruel to you for whatever reason though I doubt that you, of all people would have to worry much. You know that I will relent if you ask it, and that I cannot stay mad at you for long. I remember that you are human after all so if I'm upset with you for a year or two it colors on our relationship.”

Oberron considered her words then gazed at her, walking about her and thinking. “You'll do fine. Regardless of what you decide the solution to be. You cannot be wrong, only correct. And with this under your belt other assignments will be easier no doubt. Give yourself some credit.

“And more so in becoming queen and retaining it. Clearly, if you were not you we would have been wed for a season and not longer so, as a human, you have managed to keep my attention. You might be considering that your life span is short and really not too much time is passing for me to really care but even with an abundance of time I do not waste it.

“Aly, I know where your mind is. For them I meant … though if you wanted I could make all the guards dress this way.” She knew he was not kidding of course, otherwise he would have never made the offer but her comment implied that she liked the way the outfit looked.

He set his hands upon her hips and grinned as he thought. His eyes were looked with her own. “Oh that depends. Are you a rebellious student that needs some discipline to learn or a student eager to learn everything you are taught? My teaching methods would change no doubt, and the subject would matter too. For unimportant things I might not be too strict but on important issues ...” he let his voice trail off as he leaned down sealing his lips against her own.

"Then such a threat is easily solved, I'll just make sure not to anger you too much until you forget about the idea." She teased light heartedly though she completely meant her words. The fact that Oberron was a bit hot headed when annoyed or angred combined with the fact it was practically treason to willingly disobey him made it very keen for most to want to be on his good side. Thinking it over she admitted "I'm very glad I'm not one you can stay angry at." Centuries seemed like an extremely long time to her, even if it really wasn't for those who are immortal. "I don't think I could handle you being mad at me for more than a week."

At the same time, in small doses Alynia found his anger attractive. Especially when it was the anger that was relieved in bed. At times when he was frustrated, he became just a bit rougher and more demanding with his wife without him even realizing it. And if it wasn't entirely directed at her, and wasn't all so complicated and long lasting she found treatment enjoyable in its own way. Though it had been quite a long time since Oberron was really angry. After being away in Avalon for quite some time there really wasn't anything to get worked up over.

His assurance of his affection, how ever indirect, always made her heart skip a beat. But really it was just her nature to be modest. Alynia smiled at his suggestion. "No, I'm perfectly alright with leaving the guards alone." she laughed. Oberron was right, dressing so scandalously made her feel... different. Almost as if it released her inhibitions. She liked the feeling. Now that she also knew the room was sound proof she didn't see a reason to hold back. For now, she wasn't a queen or even a wife and neither was Oberron really a king. She was a naughty school girl and he was a teacher and just that thought alone made her senses tingle.

All of these thoughts combined wth the reigning sensitivity of her body allowed her arousal to easily resurface. She laughed nervously. "Well if I'm right either way, there's not a lot of room for mistakes anyway." She admitted though she found it difficult to be thinking clearly on the task ahead of her. Her knees rubbed together as she shifted slightly from leg to leg in attempt to prevent her mind from hazing over.

Still her body was showing evident signs of lust. Her nipples poked tiny tents in the fabric if the thin blouse and sweater, and if he were to check between her legs there was no doubt he would find wetness. She wasn't sure why it was so easy for Oberron to get her going. Maybe it was the idea of being dresse up so scantily or the anticipation of what he had planned.

Oberron's hands had gone to her slim waist pulling her a bit closer to him. The way he grinned made her shudder with excitement. Her eyes fluttered shut as he pressed his lips into hers for a brief lip lock. Oberron was giving her an option, and for this she was thankful though quite honestly the clothes already spoke for themselves. A smirked was on her lips as they broke away. Alynia pressed herself a bit closer to him grinding her hips into his slightly showing she was definitely up for round two.

There was a pause as she let out a breath, preparing herself for her own words. "I-I think I'm a rebellious student... sir." Alynia added the title just because it felt like it would be in character to do so. "Dressing like this in front of my teacher, and letting him touch me like he is." She muttered growing a bit bolder as she rotated her hips in a small circle against him. "I think I need to be taught my place before I can learn anything.." Alynia whispered breathily doing her best to tempt him.

Oberron shook his head slightly. “I won't forget. We fey enter into a revelry most nights. It is like sleep but usually lasts half as long. Our lives are so long that little snipets flash before our mind so that we don't forget things of the past unless we happen to be either very old where the revelry doesn't come upon us as easily or happen to get sleep deprieved.” He explained.

“Of course the passage of time lessened the impact of memories so you would still have to be careful but any faux pas on your part. You would have to know right from wrong before hand, then chose poorly in spite of that knowledge which is something I doube we will ever have to worry about. So simple solution, sta ignorant of most things,” he laughed at the impractical suggestion not reall meaning for her to do so.

It was true that he had not been so enraged recently though the matter was something that could have easily been amended … he was somewhat aware of her desires there though he was careful with hurting her too much though there were things that he could do with her in such regards.

He nodded at her words governing the guards as she had a little laugh about it. He could see the glint in her eyes though as she focused on this matter turning things over in her mind, growing excited by the prospects that were provided to her.

“There is no right or wrong answer here, just a situation that you are to solve anyway that you see fit. So whatever you decide will be the right answer. The elves or dwarves or maybe both are not required to like it after all.” Oberron explained indicating that there was no pressure here, not unless she put it on herself and tried to please everyone of course. He did not say this of course but rather left it open for her to reach, he knew she would though he never mentioned pleasing all sides for that seemed impractical though not impossible.

There was no need to tempt him for she found that he was quiet hard and anticipating this. He kissed her lips again as he grinned at her words. He considered the subject that he was going to teach her though as her hips rocked up against his own he lost track of his train of though and thus he fell back on instinct.

“Well, missy, it's time for a little sex ed but you've been disrupting class a lot lately. You think you know more than your teacher.” And with that he turned her around and drove her to the table, bendind her over it.

God he was quick when he wanted or needed to be! One hand grabbed her left arm pinning it behind her back while another flipped that tiny skirt up over her ass.

His hand rubbed against it then slapped it, rubbed again then slapped a little harder. “Shall I teach you that you don't know everthing?”

Oberron already conjured up a little table behind him and a few tools on it as he deliberately pressed his hardness against her. “Or should I just teach a leason to the student today in hopes that you learn something? Perhaps even both?”

He released her arm though chains shut up from the floor entanling about her wrists holding her secure on short chains so she couldn't lift up any higher than this position.

Alynia couldn’t have concentrated on the prospect of her mission even if she tried. Yes she was the one pressing up against Oberron, but it took practically all of her ability to act as she was so strongly against her nature. But of course this was the fun of role play. She blinked, quickly realizing he was quite hard. She could feel him clearly through her thin skirt and panties. This wasn’t something they have really tried before, mentioned in a passing reference, but it was entirely different now that it was happening. What could she do except give into her king? Alynia let out a breath, closed her eyes briefly as she was holding herself against Oberron. Suddenly the room around them melted away, and in it’s place a solid illusion.

Oberron had been right in saying that surrounding illusions were typically easy to conjure and maintain. Illusionary objects, she learned, especially ones that were to be used were much harder. But after some time of diligent studying and practicing, Alynia was confident she would be able to keep this mirage steady. Around them was a classroom, more or less the same as one back in from her days Shokushu. Her attire, a modified version of her old uniform, fit perfectly into the scene. Though it had been a while, the memories of her school were still very clear making the illusion much easier than actually creating a whole new setting. “My school.” She explained briefly looking around with interested eyes. Everything was so familiar she couldn’t help but pause to look around.

It was past midday, the sun not set but obviously setting as it casted slanting shadows into the room. It was late enough in the day that it would make sense there was no one else besides them two. They stood at the front of the classroom besides the teacher’s desk, which in reality was just the desk that had already existed in the ready room they were locked up in. Alynia turned her head to observe the rows and rows of desks; really it wasn’t so long ago she had sat in one of them to learn. It was strange being back, even though she knew it was an illusion, but similarly it also spiked a sense of thrill even if there were no people. The idea that they were going to go so far, in what she recognized as a public area, was exhilarating. Her heart rate increased slightly, her breaths a bit shorter than normal. Could Oberron sense her arousal?

As she was distracted with her own thoughts, Oberron was quick. Before she could even blink he had seized her and gently pushed her into the teacher’s desk she had so eagerly provided. Her breasts made contact with the flat cool wood of the desk as she squeaked clearly feeling very exposed as bending over in such away did absolutely nothing to hide her assets. She suddenly remembered to maintain her character. “Disrupting class? I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Alynia whined her complaints knawing on her lip struggling against his strong grip.

As he flipped up her skirt she twisted her hips weakly, as if she had really wanted to get away. Her breathing caught in her throat as he landed a sound smack upon her covered behind. “Oh-!” She gasped in shock, playing her part as convincingly as she dared. The noise of his hand clapping against her ass sounded even louder around the empty classroom. Alynia cried out softly as he hit her again causing a delightful sting to resonate, most certainly Oberron knew she loved this.

As his grip was replaced with metal, she was immobilized. Stuck in such an exposing position. Alynia ducked down her head blushing, but she heard the clatter of a desk appear at Oberron’s side. She tried to turn to see what he had, but she was unable to do so. “I-I don’t understand. It sounds like you’ll be teaching me whatever lesson you want to either way.” She whimpered. The way she was splayed out for him, and the way he was talking to her sent delicious tremors up her spine.