Author's note:
Two Asterisks (**)
Echi, Nudity, and steamy scene up ahead. *Side-eyes*
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Queen Freya was thinking solemnly about marrying Andariel. After a long pause, the queen muttered her thoughts.
“I’m not against marrying a woman as long as it would bring prosperity to my kingdom. And there’s no law in my Kingdom that forbids it.”
“Likewise… As a Succubus, we don't judge someone from their gender. We exist solely to satiate our desire for… you know what.” Andariel remarked.
“However, as you may know already, many kings and princes outside Arlenheim have asked my hands for marriage aside from Peter Romanov. But they only see me as a chess piece. Ready to play and exploited as they please. I would never lower myself to that extent. I’d die fighting in my own way rather than being someone’s puppet.”
Andariel remained indifferent, listening to Freya closely.
“The same also applied to you as well, Lady Andariel. I’d be absolutely monstrous if you had any idea of betraying my Kingdom.”
“The same goes for you too, Queen Freya. Should you disappoint my daughter’s wish, I would fight the whole world if I have to, rather than being scorned upon by my dear Alice. She is quite scary if angered. And you wouldn't want her to tread upon the evil path.”
Freya recalled the moment when she saw a vicious glint on Alice’s eyes when she plotted the assassination of the Three Princes. It was not the eyes of a mere seven years old succubus.
“I understand your sentiments, Lady Andariel.” Freya said. “Well, a diplomatic marriage it is then…”
Andariel had the same thought. After living for nearly 5,000 years, a romantic relationship is but a daydream. It only lasted briefly, and Succubi rarely committed to one person for this matter. Moreover, Freya was a common mortal, living to her sixties was already a miracle. Moreover, the queen was already in her late twenties.
“Indeed…” The chieftess nodded. “However, let us think this thoroughly. Besides… We need to know each other first before we proceed to the... akhem. Night activities.”
“So, erm… From what I heard, marrying the same gender is common within Tusa Village. How's that work? O-of course I don't mean to judge your culture, just curious.”
Andariel blinked a few times. Genuinely surprised that Freya would ask such a sensitive matter.
“First of all, Succubi and Incubi are basically born genderless since we are the embodiment of Lust and Desire.”
“Pardon?” Freya tilted her head. Utterly confused.
“Yes, we were born without genitals, just a plain, smooth crotch unlike any mammals. But overtime, once our personality has matured, our body would morph to our preferred gender. However, we do have an innate spell that allows us to grow or add the opposite sex genitals to satisfy ourselves and our partners.”
“That is… very unique. I never heard something like this before. The Azgaar Continent is truly a wonderful place. It's a shame that humans mostly reject anything that doesn't fit their beliefs and ideology.”
“Every race has their own views of living after all.”
Freya’s face flushed a tad when her eyes met with Andariel’s. She has heard about Andariel’s otherworldly beauty from rumors and travelling bards. She never thought that Andariel was far more beautiful than the paintings that she acquired.
Andariel’s long eyelashes flutter every time she blinks. The long jet-black hair cascaded down on her back, contrasting her pale white skin.
Furthermore, Andariel’s face was very feminine, yet also had a strong leadership quality that Freya loved the most.
Freya couldn't stop looking at Andariel’s sharp eyes, and down to her well toned abs beneath the crop top dress. Freya’s ears reddened as she saw Andariel's womb tattoo just beneath her navel.
For Succubi, having a crotch tattoo signified the person’s high standing.
Before long, the door was knocked from the other side, snapping Freya back to reality.
“Come in…” Andariel said flatly after Freya put her veil back on.
The door swung open, Lisha strode into the room with a golden box atop her hands.
“Pardon the intrusion, milady. I’m here to deliver the Love Nectar Extractor to our esteemed guest. The auction has been concluded without any notable problems.”
“Splendid work, Lisha. Put it down on the table.”
Lisha did as she was told to. “Is there anything else?”
“Not in the meantime. You may leave. Tell the others that I will be very busy entertaining my esteemed guest tonight.”
“At once, milady.”
By the time Lisha left the room, Freya took off her veil, opening the golden box to see the content from up close. Initially, she bought the Love Nectar Extractors as an excuse to have a talk with the Chieftess of Tusa Village. However, curiosity got the better of her.
She picked the dildo with Fire Elemental Mana Stone in it, she thoroughly studied the manhood-shaped marble stone from the tip to its base.
“This is truly a work of art. Who made them?”
“You’ve met her not long ago…”
At this moment, Freya connected the dots, and found the answer why Andariel gave Alice full access to her bank account when the little succubus asked for her share.
“Surely you jest, Lady Andariel. Alice made them all?! By hands?!”
Andariel chuckled a little bit. “I don't know how, and I don't want to know how she has the knowledge or from whom. All I know, Alice is terrifyingly intelligent.”
“This is unbelievable…”
“Well, let us talk more about these tools in a more suitable place…” Andariel rose from her seat. With just a swing of her arm, a Magical Portal appeared from thin air.
“Where are we going?”
“To my manor, of course.”
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Before Freya knew it, she found herself in a huge bathing pool. The warm water soothed her stressed body, momentarily dulling her sense of urgency and constant fear of being targeted by everyone.
For the first time in years, Freya could stretch her legs relaxedly.
Her snow white skin was shimmering in the water, only covered with a thin white silk which wrapped her curvaceous body.
On the other hand, Elise and Belle were giving the queen a gentle massage whilst the latter leaning against the pool’s wall. She moaned blissfully when the two began to massage her shoulders.
Suddenly, the door swung open gently, creaking by its hinges.
Andariel walked into the pool elegantly whilst wearing nothing but a towel to cover her private parts.
“Mind if I joined the bath, your grace?”
“By all means…” Freya scooted to the side, giving Andariel some space.
Reading the mood between their gaze, Elise and Belle opted to get out of the bathing pool, and dried themselves. They understood the assignment right away as to prepare the bedroom.
“How do you enjoy yourself?”
“It's been wonderful… I should have visited this village more often.” Freya chimed like a flute.
“Glad to hear it…”
To Freya’s surprise, Andariel suddenly gets much closer to her person. She slowly hugged the queen from behind. Freya didn't have time to react and found herself already being cuddled by Andariel’s tall stature.
The chieftess brought Freya much closer, rubbing Freya’s waist and hips sensually.
“Andariel?”
“Hmm? This is how Succubi get to know each other. You don't like it?”
“No, it's not like that… But, you know, your breasts are pressing against me right now.”
“Well, skinship is our love language after all. Should I stop?”
Freya shook her head amicably. “No. Please touch me here as well…”
The queen brought Andariel’s hands higher, placing them on her ample bosoms. She moaned gently, biting her lips as Andariel's warmth made contact with her skin.
Freya caressed Andariel’s cheek, her eyes were teary, silently asking the succubus to grope them firmer. Meanwhile, Andariel subconsciously spread her legs wide while folding both knees together into an M shape.
“Mmmmhhhh…”
Andariel kissed the queen’s lips affectionately, one hand massaging perky pink nibs while the other exploring the underwater cave that had never been visited since the past years.
“Oh my, oh my…. I'm so close… mhhhh! Cumming!”
Soon enough, Freya’s body convulsed, jolted a few times as she reached her climax. Andariel let Freya ride her high for a few moments and increased her pace while she's still very sensitive.
“Oh my god! No. I’m going to— aaahhnnnn!”
Freya’s legs eventually gave up after coming twice in a row.
“Andariel… you must take the responsibility for making a mess of me. Bring me to your bed.”
“It would be my pleasure, your grace.”