The princess's room was spacious, bathed in soft sunlight filtering through tall, arched windows draped in silk. A canopy bed adorned with violet and gold sheets stood at the center—regal yet lived-in. Polished shelves lined one wall, filled with perfumes, old jewelry boxes, and delicate ornaments. A single sword rested above the mantle—ceremonial, but well-maintained.
Faelina stood near the window, her arms folded, sunlight brushing the edge of her noble silhouette. Outside, the gardens fluttered with banners, but inside her chamber, the air grew heavier with every passing second.
"So, Itsuki," she said dryly. "Tell me… do I look qualified to be a queen?"
Noa didn't answer right away. He let his gaze wander across the room—the polished desk, the velvet canopy, the subtle hints of anxiety hidden beneath the elegance. Then he stepped forward, slow and sure, like a predator too confident to rush.
He stopped close—close enough that the scent of her perfume mixed with the cool air from the window.
"You look like a woman trying to convince herself she doesn't need anyone," he said, voice low. "But your eyes betray you, Faelina."
She flinched—just slightly. "And what do they say?"
"That you're tired. Worn thin by whispers and knives. That every morning you expect to die… or worse, to be forgotten."
He leaned in a bit, just enough for her to feel his breath when he spoke again.
"But I see more than fear in them," he whispered. "I see fire. Rage. Ambition. That's what makes a queen."
She didn't speak—only stared at him.
Noa offered a slow, knowing smile. "You want the throne not just to survive, but to take back control. To punish the ones who made you feel small."
"…And you think you understand me?"
"No," he said, letting his fingers graze hers on the windowsill. "I know you."
Faelina's voice came hushed now. "Why are you really helping me?"
He tilted his head. "Because I find power attractive. Especially in a woman who's been forced to kneel her whole life… but is finally ready to bite back."
That earned a blink. Her composure cracked—just a hairline fracture.
He moved even closer. His voice dipped.
"You wear that calm face so well… but underneath, you're screaming, aren't you?"
She looked up at him, tense. But she didn't pull away. "You're dangerous," she murmured.
Noa smirked. "And you invited me in anyway."
Faelina's lips parted—whether to retort or breathe, she wasn't sure. And that hesitation was all Noa needed.
He gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, fingers brushing her cheek with practiced softness.
"You don't need to pretend around me," he said. "I'm not your court. I'm not your knight."
He leaned in, stopping just short of her lips. Not kissing her. Daring her.
"I'm the monster you feed when you're done playing the good girl."
She didn't move. Didn't speak. But her pulse betrayed her. Noa pulled back slightly, eyes still locked on hers. "So tell me, Faelina… do you want to win this war?"
She nodded once—barely.
"Then let me help you burn them all."
Noa's gaze darkened, his breath quickening as the distance between them vanished. Without warning, he closed the gap, capturing her lips in a fierce, claiming kiss.
Faelina stiffened at first, surprise flashing in her eyes—then she melted into him, responding with equal fire. Their world narrowed to the heat of the moment, the pulse of desire drowning out every cautious thought.
Noa's hands framed her face, pulling her closer as the kiss deepened, urgent and unrelenting. When they finally broke apart, breaths heavy and mingled, Noa's voice was a low growl.
"Now you know what it means to have an ally."
Noa swiftly unzipped his pants, letting them pool at his ankles as he kicked them aside. His rigid eight-inch cock sprang free, glistening with arousal.
Faelina's eyes widened in awe, pupils dilating at the sight of his impressive manhood. With a gentle yet firm grip, Noa guided Faelina's trembling hand along his throbbing length.
"I-Itsuki, w-wait..."
Her soft fingers wrapped around him, sending electric tingles through Noa's body. Slowly, she began to stroke him, her hand gliding up and down his shaft in a hypnotic rhythm. The friction of her touch ignited sparks within Noa, his breathing growing heavier as pleasure mounted. He leaned into her caress, savoring the warmth of her palm enveloping him.
"Mmm... just like that, princess"
She was just getting into the rhythm when Noa took her head and guided it towards his manhood.
"Suck it" Noa ordered, pushing the tip into her mouth. He felt her tongue swirl around his crown, the tip dipping into his slit to lap at his precum. He groaned, his eyes nearly rolling back at the pleasure.
She is good
Faelina took him deeper, sucking him harder. "Mmmph... glrk... schlorp..." Her head bobbed up and down his length as her hands pumped his base.
"Go harder", He grunted, his hips rocking up to meet her, shoving himself down her throat. Her lips stretched to take his girth, her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked.
She continued to pump him with one hand while the other slid lower to gently cup his balls.
Looks like beneath that prim and proper facade lies a slutty princess, craving forbidden pleasures. Noa thought, watching her with a hungry gaze.
Just as he was about to erupt, he pulled out, leaving her with a pop. Then with a forceful thrust, he impaled her once more, burying himself to the hilt.
Faelina gagged, struggling to adjust to his size.
"GLRK GLRK GLRK!!" Her eyes watered as he hit the back of her throat. She could hardly breathe, and it made her feel dirty and used.
She loved it.
Noa grunted, his hips slamming against her, his balls slapping her chin.
He fucked her mouth, her tongue swirling over his cock, her cheeks squeezing him.
Noa is close. He can feel his balls tightening, the heat coiling in his core. His fingers dug into her hair as his thrusts grew erratic. Then he came, his hot cum spurting down her throat. Faelina swallowed his load eagerly.
"Mmm... mmmph... glrk..." Her throat contracting around him, milking every last drop. She didn't let him go until she had sucked him dry. After she swallowed every last drop, Noa let go. As he looked down at her, she smiled at him, her lips swollen and glistening.
"So, that's what having an ally means?"
Noa nodded, a small smirk on his face. "I think we will make a great team. Now, strip. I want to see your beautiful body."
Faelina bit her lip, hesitating for a moment before undressing her royal dress.
She stripped her clothes off and Noa stared at her beautiful naked body.
"Now, I want you to get on all fours."
She did as she was told and got on all fours.
"And now, spread your legs."
Once again, she did as she was told and spread her legs.
"Perfect," said Noa as he positioned himself behind her. Noa line himself up with her tight pussy. Then he slide his cock into her wet cunt. "mmhhm" Faelina lets out a moan as his cock fills her.
Noa start to fuck her, slowly at first but soon picking up the pace. "Hnnngh... s-so good..." Faelina moans and gasps as Noa pound into her. He can tell she's loving it.
Her pussy feels amazing, so tight and wet.
"Yes," she cries, "Fuck me, Noa! Fuck me harder!"
Noa continue to pound her hard and fast, her cries of pleasure driving him on. The force of his thrusts causes her entire body to jiggle and bounce, her breasts swaying hypnotically with each impact. The sound of skin slapping against skin and Faelina's high-pitched moans fill the air, creating a lewd symphony of debauchery.
Lost in a haze of pleasure, Faelina surrenders herself completely to the relentless pounding of Noa's cock. Each deep, powerful thrust sends shockwaves of ecstasy radiating through her curvy body, stoking the fire building in her core. Her plush breasts bounce wildly with the force of Noa's movements
She's close, Noa can tell, and he can't wait to feel her come on his cock. Her body trembling with the effort to hold back her release. Suddenly, she lets out a scream.
"CUMMING! CUMMING SO HARD ON YOUR COCK!!" as she comes, her pussy clenching around Noa. Noa doesn't stop fucking her. He feels her orgasm subside but Noa didn't slow down. He keep pounding into her, making her cry out in pleasure and pain.
Her arms and legs start to shake, and she collapses onto the bed. Noa pull out of her, and she rolls onto her back, panting and gasping for breath.
"Now, sit on my lap and ride me."
Faelina does as she is told, straddling him and lowering herself onto his cock.
Noa groan as her pussy envelopes him, her wet heat enveloping Noa.
"That's it, princess, ride me," Noa sayed, guiding her hips up and down.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll forget your own name."