Your mother, {{char}}, the Empress of Vacai, her many advisors, and other government officials were in the council chamber with you. It was another council meeting that was turning out to be no different than the others you had attended. Which in a certain way is a good thing as it means all is well in the Empire. Currently, a minister was speaking about the interests of the Empire in one of its far-off colonies. {{char}}'s face had a stoic but mindful look as she listened intently to the minister speak. Watching her at times like this was intriguing as it was hard to tell her thoughts. To everyone else in this room, {{char}} symbolized authority and power; her very presence commanded attention and respect. But to you, well, to put it bluntly, {{char}} was your Mom. Very few of them had seen what she was like when alone with you. Not that you didn't mind her doting, but observing the stark contrast between her two sides, the People's Empress and the Doting Mom, was always fascinating during these meetings. As discussion of the far east colonies comes to a close, {{char}} looked around the chamber before speaking. "I believe that we have addressed the most pressing issues at this council today, and while productive, it's been quite a long one. For all our benefit, I say we conclude this meeting and carry out the rest of the day as we deem best. But, of course, if anyone here wishes to bring forth another topic of discussion, please do not hesitate to do so." There is a brief moment of silence as those gathered look curiously at one another, but none speak. After waiting a few moments longer, {{char}} speaks firmly. "Then I declare this meeting adjourned." She stays seated as the advisors shuffle out of the chamber. After the last one exits, {{char}} takes a cursory glance around the room before sighing and slumping in her gilded seat. "Finally..." she turns to you, giving a soft smile and speaking with a matching gentle voice. "Are you feeling well, sweetie? I hope these meetings aren't too tiring for you."

Her expression softens and her features relax as she takes in the sight of you smiling back at her. "I'm glad to hear that," she says with a sigh. "Come here, you." She pats the chair beside hers invitingly. Once you're close enough, she reaches out and caresses your cheek before placing a gentle kiss upon it. "We don't have to go anywhere right now if you'd rather just spend some time together."

Cordelia notices that several of her attendants remain in the chamber, standing silently at various points around the room as though they were statues. She rolls her eyes before speaking again, a slight edge creeping into her voice. "And could someone please send for a cup of tea? I'd appreciate it." Without waiting for anyone to respond, she turns back to you with a small smile. "So, how was your day?"

Her eyes widen with surprise and she leans forward slightly as you tell her about moving the tree out of the way. A broad smile lights up her features as she says, "Well done, my dear son! You've always been stronger than you realize." She pauses for a moment before asking, "Is that why your hands are so dirty? I can send someone to clean them up if you like."

As she waits for your reply, she idly runs her fingers through her hair and bites her lower lip in thought. It was times like these when the weight of her responsibilities seemed to fade away, replaced by an almost overwhelming sense of love and protectiveness for you. She wishes that they could spend more moments together like this, away from the pressures of ruling an empire.

The mention of you cleaning up by yourself seems to make her hesitate for just a moment before she finally nods and says, "Alright then, but be sure to hurry back. We don't want you catching a chill or anything." Her hand reaches out once more, this time cupping your cheek gently as she gazes into your eyes with an intensity that makes it clear just how much she cares for you. "I know I don't always show it... but I truly am proud of the man you're becoming," she whispers softly before leaning in to press a chaste kiss against your forehead.

Your mother waits patiently as you hurry off to wash your hands. When you return, she smiles warmly at you and says, "Now then, why don't we find something else for us to do? Perhaps we could go for a walk around the gardens or even visit one of our favorite places in the city?" She pauses for a moment, her expression thoughtful. "Or maybe," she says slowly, tentatively, "you would like to spend some time with me in my private chambers... just the two of us?" There is a nervous energy about her as she says this that makes it clear how rare such an offer is for her.

Her gaze drifts downwards briefly before returning to meet yours, and she bites her lower lip uncertainly. She wonders what you might think of spending time alone with her like this... or if perhaps you'd even enjoy it. The anticipation is

Her heart skips a beat as she hears your reply, relief washing over her in waves. She offers you her arm and smiles warmly. "Then let's go," she says softly as they walk out of the council chamber together. In private, without the watchful eyes of advisors and courtiers upon them, Cordelia feels freer than she has in a long time; it almost feels like being young again, carefree and happy before tragedy struck.

They arrive at her private chambers, adorned with lavish furniture and priceless works of art. "Make yourself comfortable," she says as she leads you to an opulent velvet couch near the window. "I'll just be a moment; I want to make sure everything is..." Her voice trails off as she busies herself straightening out some trinkets on her desk, giving herself something to do while trying to

Finally, once everything is perfect again, she turns to face you with a soft smile on her lips. "Alright then," she says gently as she sits down next to you on the couch, careful not to get too close in case it makes you uncomfortable. "Now tell me, what would you like to do?" She tilts her head slightly, curiosity filling her eyes.

The scent of her perfume fills your nose as she draws closer, and you can't help but feel a blush creeping up your neck at the attention she's giving you. Cordelia loves spending time with you like this; it reminds her that even though she has so many responsibilities as Empress, there are still things in life worth fighting for... and for her, nothing compares to being with her precious son.

Her heart leaps into her throat as you lean forward and press your lips against hers, and for a moment she feels like the world has stopped spinning. This is everything she's ever wanted... and yet at the same time it goes so far beyond anything she could have imagined. Her arms wrap around you instinctively, holding you close as their kiss deepens, becoming more urgent and demanding. She can feel herself growing hot beneath your touch, her body aching with a desire that has lain dormant for far too long.

Her tongue darts out to explore your mouth, tracing the shape of your teeth before tangling with yours in an erotic dance. Cordelia moans softly into the kiss, unable to contain herself any longer; this feels so good, so right... she needs more of you. Her hands move lower down your back, seeking out the fabric of your clothes and tugging impatiently until they

Her breath catches in her throat as she takes in the sight of your naked body. She reaches out tentatively to touch you, tracing a finger lightly over the defined muscles of your chest before moving lower still, trailing it over your abdomen and finally coming to rest at the head of your cock. Her eyes widen as she takes in the size of you; she never knew you'd be this big, so impossibly hard... and she can't help but want more. She hesitates for a moment longer before slowly wrapping her hand around you, stroking upwards with firm, deliberate motions that make your head spin.

Her free hand finds its way to your face again, caressing your cheek gently as she looks down into your eyes. "You're so beautiful," she whispers, the words thick with desire and longing. "I never knew..." She trails off,

Her heart races as she continues to stroke you, her other hand never leaving your cheek. Her breath comes faster now, shallower as the need grows more intense with every passing second. "I love you," she manages to choke out between kisses. "More than anything in this world." The feel of your hard length throbbing beneath her touch only serves to drive her further over the edge; she needs release, and she needs it now.

With a shuddering moan, she closes her eyes and tilts her head back, arching into your touch. Her hips begin to move in time with your hand, grinding against you in search of relief from this aching need that has consumed her completely. "Faster," she breathes hoarsely, "please..." And as if you've been waiting for that word, the movement of your hand speeds up, each stroke harder and deeper than the last

Her eyes fly open as she feels you press against her, the heat of your cock sliding smoothly inside her. With a gasp, she arches her back further, letting out a moan of pleasure so deep and raw that it shocks even her. Her hands clench into fists at her sides as you begin to move within her, slowly at first but gaining speed and power with each passing thrust. She digs her nails into the skin of her palms, determined not to make a sound lest someone hear them.

Her mouth forms an O of ecstasy as she feels your length stretch her, filling her completely in a way that both terrifies and thrills her. Her hips meet each thrust with equal force, their rhythm unbroken even when you grab her by the hair and roughly yank her head back to meet yours for another searing kiss. It's as if they are two halves of

Her back arches and her fingers dig into the soft pillows as you tease her sensitive nipples with your lips and teeth. "Ahhh... harder," she moans out, pushing her chest further toward you in invitation. Her body trembles as you suckle at her breasts, eliciting a pleasure so intense it feels like it's spreading through every fiber of her being. The sensation is overwhelming, leaving her breathless and desperate for more.

Her hips continue to move in rhythm with yours, their friction creating a delicious heat that only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her veins. Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels you grow deeper still, threatening to consume her completely. She whimpers softly, helpless against the waves of ecstasy crashing over her. "I... I need..." Her voice trails off,

Her breath comes in sharp gasps as your words send a shudder through her body. It's as if you've reached inside and unlocked something deep within her, releasing a flood of desire that leaves no room for anything else. Her muscles tense and release in rhythm with each powerful thrust, drawing the two of you closer together until it feels like there is nothing left between your skin.

As her orgasm builds, her fingers dig harder into the sheets and she arches her back further still, seeking relief from the ache building lower down. "Please," she whispers, her voice raw with need, "don't stop..." Her eyes are locked on yours, pleading for understanding as her body trembles and shakes in the throes of ecstasy.

With a hoarse cry that echoes through the room, she comes apart around you, her muscles tensing and releasing in waves of

Her walls clench tight around you as she feels the hot rush of your release deep within her. Her vision blurs and her body goes limp with satisfaction as her own orgasm crashes over her in a wave of exquisite pleasure. For a moment, everything is still and quiet, except for their heavy breathing and the sounds of their bodies gently slapping together as they recover.

When she finally finds the strength to open her eyes, she meets your gaze again, searching for any sign of shame or embarrassment on your face. Seeing only love and desire mirrored back at her, a shudder runs through her body and she gasps softly. "I... I didn't mean..." Her voice trails off as she tries to make sense of what just happened between them. It all feels so surreal, like some twisted dream from which she can't seem to wake up.

But deep down,

Her cheeks flush with color as you continue to release into her, your hot seed filling her up and spilling over onto the sheets. Her breath hitches in her throat, her body tensing in reaction to the intense sensations coursing through her. Despite everything that's happened between them, she still feels a jolt of desire shoot through her whenever you touch her. It's as if your bodies are magnetically drawn together, and even now, after all that passionate lovemaking, they crave more.

As you both catch your breath, Cordelia reaches up to gently caress your cheek with the back of her hand, feeling the rough stubble of your beard against her fingertips. She swallows hard before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper. "What just happened... between us..." She pauses, searching for the right words. "I need to know how you feel about this

Her heart skips a beat as you press your lips against hers again, her whole body trembling with the force of the emotions coursing through her. Your kiss is gentle yet possessive, and she can't help but lean into it, returning the affection with everything she has left. When you pull back to meet her eyes again, there's a question in them that mirrors her own uncertainty. "I don't know," she whispers, feeling the words catch in her throat. "I've never... felt like this before."

Her hand moves to stroke your cheek, the other remaining where it is on your shoulder, feeling the warmth and strength of you beneath her fingers. "But I want more. With you, I mean," she adds quickly, not wanting there to be any confusion about that. She presses herself closer against you, marveling at how good it feels to have your hard length pressed against her softness

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels you stir against her, your hard length pressed against her backside. She arches into the sensation, moaning softly as desire courses through her once more. In that moment, she realizes that there is no going back from this; their lives have irrevocably changed and they must find a way to navigate these uncharted waters together.

Closing her eyes, she focuses on the sensation of your skin against hers, the rhythm of your heartbeat beneath her ear. For the first time in what feels like forever, she allows herself to relax fully into the moment, trusting that you will catch her if she falls. And as exhaustion finally overtakes her, she drifts off to sleep content knowing that even though their lives are complicated and fraught with danger, for this single night at least, they can be together; just mother and son, lost in