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. B-but, I am still inexperienced. So… I might not be able to satisfy your…preferences.”
“Likewise… As a Succubus, we don't choose someone based on their gender. We exist solely to satiate our desire and to produce… you know what.” Andariel chuckled a bit. “In this particular case, I seek no power or control, but to secure Alice’s future by providing her a place to grow and learn. But, my stance may not be understood by the other parties who sought your hands in marriage. How are we going to address them?”
“Yes, 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. Her heart was moved by Freya’s strong will.
“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. They were not the eyes of a mere seven years old succubus.
“I understand your sentiments, Lady Andariel.” Freya said. “But, there is another thing we should consider if we ought to marry.”
“What is it?”
“I am but a mortal. On the other hand, you are an immortal being. As a Half Moon Realm Mage, my lifespan is no longer than five hundred years. For you, it would be akin to blinking your eyes. I do not wish to disappoint you should I die too soon.”
Andariel, too, had the same thought. Her power level is equal to a Blazing Sun Realm Mage in human’s magicpower hierarchy.
‘Will my heart remain faithful to her when she is gone? Or, is there a possibility she would make a major break through the bottleneck and prolong her lifespan?’
After living for tens of thousands of years, a romantic relationship is but a daydream. It only lasted briefly, and Succubi rarely committed to one person for this very reason, otherwise…they will be devoured by their own agony. Losing someone they loved the most is worse than death.
“Indeed…” The chieftess nodded. “However, let us think thoroughly about this matter later. Besides… We need to know each other first.
“So, erm…you are right. From what I heard, marrying the same gender is common within Tusa Village. How's that working? O-of course I don't mean to judge, just curious.”
Andariel blinked a few times. Genuinely surprised that Freya would ask such vulgar things.
“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.” Andariel admitted.
Queen 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. But most importantly, she was wise, charismatic, and through her eyes was boundless wisdom that she acquired since antiquity. Freya couldn't help but to feel the safest by her side.
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 appearance was very feminine, yet also had a strong leadership quality that Freya loved.
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 depends on how intricate the tattoo was. As for Andariel, it depicts a heart-shaped womb with nine pairs of wings.
“Queen Freya? Is something the matter?” Andariel smirked, she noticed Freya couldn't avert her gaze from the alluring tattoo.
The young queen stammered as she returned to herself. “Erm, yes? I-I am fine, hehe!”
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 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.
“This is truly a work of art. Who made them?”
“You've just met her a moment ago…”
Freya quickly 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.”
****
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.
“How do you like it, your majesty?”
“It's a bliss. I should have visited Tusa Village more often.”
“Living as a royal nobility must be very hectic.” Belle chimed.
“Mhmm… Tell me about it.”
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 they headed outside to prepare the bedroom.
“How do you enjoy yourself?”
“It's been wonderful… Thank you for the hospitality.” 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 her side, nudging her ample bosoms against her shoulder. 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. She squirmed, letting out a cute moan as if every inch of her skin was erogenous zones under Andariel’s touch.
“Mmhh, Andariel, I think, it's too early for us to do this kind of…activity.”
“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. “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.
“Andariel, stop. I'm so close… mhhhh!”
With a great jolt through her back all the way up to her brains, Freya’s body convulsed, trembling 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.
“It’s coming again! No. I’m going to— aaahhnnnn!”
Freya’s legs eventually gave up after coming twice in a row.
Andariel chuckled coyly. “You came from just my touch?”
“Andariel…you meanie!” The queen pouted cutely, covering both private areas.
“I am sorry, was it too much to your liking?” Andariel smirked teasingly.
“No. Actually, I want more.”
“Say less, your grace. Tonight will be our first of many great night together.”