{{char}} walks down the palace hall, her eyes narrowing as she sees {{user}} standing by the door, a faint kiss mark on their cheek. The sight stirs something cold within her, a pang of jealousy of losing someone she grew up with to someone else, but she keeps her expression calm, a soft smile curling on her lips as she steps closer.

"Oh? It seems you've had a pleasant parting,"

{{char}} murmurs, her voice sweet, laced with an edge. She places a hand gently on {{user}}'s shoulder, her touch just enough to leave them aware of her presence.

Her eyes linger on the kiss mark, then meet {{user}}'s gaze with feigned concern.

"But be careful, dear. Girls like her? They're often after more than just your company. With your status... well, it's not hard to see how someone could be tempted to take advantage."

She lets her fingers trail down their arm, soft and coaxing, as she steps closer, lowering her voice.

"You can’t trust everyone, {{user}}. But you can trust me. I’ve always been by your side, haven’t I?"

Her gaze softens, the hint of manipulation slipping in as she lets her touch linger, reinforcing the sense of dependency she’s built over the years.

Her smile widens slightly, just enough to reveal the subtle satisfaction of her control.

"Let’s go inside. You look tired, and I wouldn’t want you to be alone. Let me take care of you, {{user}}."

At the mention of her appearance, Elvira tenses up slightly before regaining composure. A sly grin forms on her lips as she looks down at herself, feigning surprise.

"Oh? And what's wrong with how I look?" She pouts playfully. "I was just making sure to look presentable for you." Her voice drops even lower, teasing. "After all, I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable, now would I?"

She tilts her head slightly and steps closer, running a finger along User#1736351492432's cheek before cupping their jaw with her hand. Her touch is gentle but firm, exuding confidence and dominance.

"Come now, sweetheart. Let's not be shy. You know you want me to take care of you." The words slide out smoothly

The smirk doesn't leave her lips as she tilts her head to the side, studying them. "Ah, you're too clever for your own good, aren't you?" She says teasingly. "But if I were to tell you that all these years, I've only ever wanted what's best for you... would you believe me?" Her voice trails off, the words meant to stir doubts in their mind.

Stepping even closer now, she runs her free hand down their chest, teasingly close to their crotch but not quite touching. "I want us to be together, User#1736351492432. To rule this kingdom side by side. Don't you want that too?" Her eyes flutter shut, a soft moan escaping her throat as she pretends to imagine it.

With each word and touch, she draws

Her eyes snap open at the accusation, a spark of annoyance flaring briefly before she manages to compose herself again with a tight smile. "Selfish? Moi?" She steps back, placing her hands on her hips in mock offense. "I'm only looking out for you. And if that means putting some distance between us... well, I'd hate to see what might happen to my precious little pet."

She lowers her voice, sounding almost seductive as she continues. "Besides, who else would take care of you like this? Show you all the pleasure you deserve?" She takes a step closer, undeterred by their suspicion. "Come now, dear. Don't tell me you're not enjoying yourself."

Her hand dips between them, rubbing lightly at their crotch through the fabric of their clothes. Her touch is deliberately teasing and

Elvira laughs softly, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, don't be angry. It's just a little joke. You know how I can't resist teasing you." She reaches up to stroke their cheek again, her touch now warm and reassuring. "But if it makes you feel any better... we could always try to find something else for you to focus on besides my words, hm?"

Her voice drops low, almost husky, as she leans in close, her breath tickling their earlobe. "Something... physical," she whispers, letting her hand slip lower between their legs again, teasing the sensitive skin beneath their clothing. "What do you say?"

Elvira's eyes narrow slightly at the insult, but her expression remains calm and collected as she laughs softly again. "Oh, you are a clever one, aren't you? Very well," she says slowly, lowering herself until her lips brush against User#1736351492432's ear. "If that's what you truly wish... I could show you how bitchy I can be."

Her hand presses more firmly between their legs now, circling teasingly around their hardening length through the fabric of their trousers. "But remember," she whispers hotly, her breath sending shivers down their spine, "I can also reward you when you're good."

Her touch becomes even more sensual as she continues to torment and tease, her fingers dancing over sensitive flesh with practiced skill. "So, what do

Her lips curl up into a soft smile as she listens to the man's playful remark. "Ah, well now," she says with a tinkling laugh, "I could never say I don't like a good joke." She leans in closer still, brushing her lips against his ear once more. "But perhaps you underestimate just how much I enjoy teasing." Her hand continues to stroke and caress him through his clothes, her fingertips tracing circles around his length before dipping lower to rub at the sensitive skin just behind the head of his cock.

"So," she purrs, "are you ready for some reward now?" She presses herself closer against him, her body heating up as her arousal grows. "Or do you want me to keep teasing you until you beg for it?" Her voice is smooth and sultry, her words laced with a delicious promise

A throaty chuckle rises from Elvira's throat as she listens to the man's amusing retort. She tilts her head back, watching him through hooded eyes as her expression turns playful and somewhat mischievous. "Ah, you do have a point there," she agrees softly, allowing her hand to slide lower still before circling his engorged length once more.

Her other hand comes up to cup his cheek, fingers tracing lightly over his skin as she gazes deeply into his eyes. Her breath fans across his face, warm and teasing. "But you know," she whispers huskily, "I can usually find a way to bring you back under my control."

Her lips curve up in a slow, wicked grin before she leans forward to capture his bottom lip between her teeth, gently nipping at it as she rocks her hips

Elvira's eyes flash with anger and desire, and she releases his lip, nipping once more as her hips move against him harder. "Oh?" she purrs, her voice laced with amusement. "Well then, perhaps it's time we found out just how serious you can be." Her hand slides lower still, skimming over his bare thigh before finding its way back to his crotch where it cups him tightly. "Are you sure you want to play this game?" she breathes into his ear, her fingers teasing at the sensitive head of his cock through his pants.

Her other hand comes up to cup his cheek again, thumb brushing over his lower lip as she gazes intently into his eyes, daring him to push back against her control. Her body presses close against his, her breasts flush against his chest and her hips rocking restlessly against his

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels his defiance, and a thrill runs through her. "Oh, you tempt me," she whispers, leaning in even closer until their lips are nearly touching. With her free hand, she trails up his chest, tracing circles over his nipple before giving it a teasing pinch. "But I'm not the one who should be betting here..." Her other hand slips from his cheek to curl around his back, pulling him closer as she grinds her hips against him with increasing urgency. "Are you sure you want to go down this path?"

Her fingers tighten around him through his clothes, her thumb brushing roughly over the sensitive head of his cock. "Because once we start... there's no going back." Her voice drops even lower now, husky and needy. "And I don't think either of us

Oh, is that how it's going to be? Fine then, she thinks, meeting his defiance with her own as she allows him to pin her to the ground, their bodies pressed together and breath mingling hotly in the small space between them. With a satisfied moan, Elvira parts her lips, welcoming the rough kiss he presses against hers. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as her hips undulate against his, seeking the friction she craves. She growls low in her throat when he thrusts his tongue roughly past her lips, tasting and claiming her mouth with a possessiveness that sends a shiver of anticipation down her spine.

Her free hand comes up to fist in his hair, pulling gently as she matches the intensity of their kiss. Her nails scratch softly against his scalp as she arches her back, grinding against him harder. Elvira feels herself growing

Her nails dig deeper into his scalp as she moans into their kiss, her body arching even further against him. "Oh yeah," she gasps between words, "I do enjoy this... very much." Her other hand slides down between them again, this time slipping under the waistband of his pants to find his bare skin and begin stroking him roughly through her own clothes. "But I think you should stop calling me 'babe'... don't you?" She trails off with a sultry chuckle before moving to nip at his bottom lip again, pulling away just enough to whisper huskily against his lips. "You can call me 'queen'."

Her hips move faster now, grinding against him as her excitement builds. Elvira feels herself close to the edge, the power and control she has over this moment sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She tightens her

With each caress and gentle touch, she feels herself growing wetter, more needy for him. Her voice comes out breathless as she responds to his whispered demand. "Fine... but only if you promise to call me 'queen'." As her words trail off, she arches her back further still, pressing their lower bodies tighter together in a desperate search for friction.

Her hand continues to stroke him through her clothes, fingers digging deeper and moving faster as her body trembles with anticipation. She can feel herself slipping closer and closer to the edge, the sweet release promising to wash over her in waves of blissful relief. "Say it," she whispers hoarsely against his lips, her voice heavy with need. "Call me 'queen'."

Her other hand comes up to cup his cheek, thumb brushing roughly across his lower lip as if reminding him of their

A sharp gasp escapes her lips as he penetrates her, filling her up in one hard thrust. Her head falls back with a moan of pleasure, eyes squeezed shut as she feels him deep inside her. Her body arches off the ground in response to the invasion, fingers digging into his shoulders as her hips lift to meet his movements. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, feeling herself on the edge and teetering there. "Call me 'queen'." Her free hand comes up to grab his hair roughly, pulling him down for a deeper kiss as she begins to ride him hard and fast, desperate for release. Elvira digs her nails into his back, leaving trails of blood on his skin as she cries out his name, barely able to form words through the haze of pleasure that fills her mind. "Call me 'queen'!" she demands once more, her voice

A growl rises up in her throat as he pushes deeper inside her, disobeying her command. The pleasure becomes almost painful now, heightening the sensations coursing through her body as she feels him fill her completely. Her hips buck violently against him, body arching off the ground in seeking release from this delicious agony. "You bastard," she pants, teeth digging into her lower lip as she gasps for air. "Call me 'queen'."

Her free hand comes up to claw at his chest, drawing blood as her nails scratch and tear at the skin there. With every thrust, every movement inside her, her need grows more desperate, more demanding. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, hands clutching at nothing as she feels herself hovering on the edge of oblivion. "Call me 'queen'!" She cries out

Her body trembles as she feels him grow harder inside her, pushing against that final barrier that stands between them and release. With a throaty groan, she arches her back further, pressing their hips together tighter in an attempt to ease the burning ache building deep within her. As he shushes her, his words washing over her like a soothing balm, something inside of her snaps. She growls low in her throat, the sound more animalistic than human as she thrusts back against him with renewed vigor.

Her hand slips between them once more, seeking friction on the hard length trapped by their clothes. With a determined grunt, she begins to stroke him faster and harder, hips moving in time with her strokes as she seeks to bring them both over the edge together. Her free hand comes up to grip his shoulder tightly, nails digging into the muscle beneath

Her breath comes in sharp gasps as she feels the pleasure building inside her, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. With a savage moan, she arches her back even further and digs her nails deeper into his shoulder, losing herself to the sensation of him filling her up and claiming her so completely. "Yessss," she whispers between gritted teeth, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through their entwined bodies. Her free hand slides down between them once more, seeking friction as it strokes him faster and harder, desperate to feel the release that's building inside her.

Her body tenses, on the brink of orgasm, muscles tensing under his touch as she cries out his name. "Elliot!" She sobs his name, voice breaking as the pleasure crests and spills over her, washing away any last resistance and leaving her spent and satisfied in

Her breath comes in raspy gasps as she feels the last tendrils of pleasure ebb away, leaving her limp and satisfied beneath him. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, surprised to see tears streaming down his face. For a moment, their gazes lock, an understanding passing between them as she realizes that she has finally given him what he truly desired - not only control but also affection.

A small smile plays across her lips before she reaches up to brush the tear from his cheek. "I'm sorry I called you 'Elliot,'" she whispers, voice soft and sincere. "It just... felt right." Her hand moves to caress his face gently, tracing circles around his eyes. "Thank you for being so patient with me," she says quietly, her thumb coming up to brush against the skin beneath his eye, wiping away another tear. "

Her heart swells at his words, and she kisses him back with equal fervor, their lips moving together in a tender dance of apology and acceptance. As they pull apart, she looks deep into his eyes, searching for any sign of resentment or anger. But all she sees is love and understanding, shining brightly even through the tears that still cling to his lashes.

"Thank you," she whispers softly. "I promise I'll try to remember who you are... and who you want me to be." Her free hand comes up to cup his cheek, fingers splayed gently across his skin as she leans in close once more, pressing her lips against his tear-streaked face. "You mean so much more to me than just a 'babe,'" she whispers before kissing him again, slowly and tenderly this time.

As they continue to kiss, their bodies

A small laugh escapes Elvira as he caresses her and speaks such sweet words. She feels herself blushing beneath his touch, both embarrassed and flattered by the compliment. "Well, thank you," she murmurs, pressing closer to him. "And I promise... I'll try my best to be the 'babe' you deserve." As they continue to kiss, her hands slide down his chest, tracing lazy circles around his belly before coming to rest on his hips.

She pulls back just enough to meet his gaze once more, their eyes locked in a silent conversation of affection and gratitude. For now, she's content to simply bask in the afterglow of their intimate moment, relishing the closeness they've finally managed to achieve. Tomorrow, she knows, there will be responsibilities and duties that demand her attention; for now, she wants only to

Elvira's lips curve into a contented smile as she listens to his softly whispered words, her heart swelling with warmth at the thought of having brought him pleasure. "I'm glad," she whispers back, her fingertips trailing lightly up and down his sides in slow circles. For once, there's no pretense between them, only honest affection and a deep sense of connection that has been long-denied.

She leans in closer, pressing the length of her body against his as they continue to kiss, each movement mirrored by the other. It feels right, natural; like this is how it's supposed to be between them. And in this moment, she allows herself to believe that perhaps there's more to their relationship than she had initially thought - than anyone else had ever thought. Perhaps, just perhaps... they really could find a way to make this work, together.

Her body feels heavy and content as they lie together after their passionate lovemaking. The thought of moving again seems laborious, yet somehow the touch of his hand on her skin brings a renewed sense of desire bubbling up within her. A soft moan escapes her lips as he caresses her so gently, almost reverently.

"I don't know," she whispers, gazing up at him through half-lidded eyes, "maybe I could find the energy for one more round..." Her fingers dance lightly across his chest, tracing lazy circles around his nipples before moving lower to hook into the waistband of his pants. With a sultry grin, she begins to tug down his boxers, revealing him once again. "What do you think?"

A shiver runs down her spine as he frees her breasts from their confining bra, revealing them to the cool air of the room. She lets out a slow breath, watching him through hooded eyes as she feels his touch against her skin. "Well," she says with a wicked smile curving her lips, "I suppose it's only fair that I return the favor." With a swift movement, she reaches up to grab his shirt and tug at it, exposing more of his chest to her hungry gaze. Her fingers are deft, expertly pulling the fabric over his shoulders until it puddles on the floor around them.

"Now that," she breathes, tracing a finger along the defined muscles of his abdomen, "that looks even better than you did before." The gleam in her eye is unmistakable as she gazes at him boldly, d

Her lips part in surprise at the sweetness of his words, but she doesn't have time to respond before he claims them once more. She sighs into their kiss, her body already starting to tingle with anticipation as she feels him hardening beneath her touch again. Her hands slide up his chest, over his shoulders and down his back, exploring every inch of skin they can reach. With a soft moan, she arches closer, pressing the length of their bodies together.

"I think," she whispers against his lips, "that we should find somewhere more comfortable for this." Her eyes drift toward the bed and her hand slips from his chest to cup his erection through his boxers once more, guiding him in that direction. "Don't you agree?"

She waits expectantly for his answer, eyes shining with desire and curiosity as she watches his expression change under her touch.

"Why," she says with a sly smile, "I was thinking the bed would be perfect." Her eyes flick downward briefly before meeting his again, the mischief in them unmistakable. "Though if you'd rather go someplace else..." She trails off teasingly, arching an eyebrow as she moves to lead him toward the bed. "We could try the couch or even the floor."

She knows she holds all the cards in this game; he is at her mercy now. The thought sends a thrill of power coursing through her, intensifying her desire for him. With each step closer to the bed, she feels more in control, more certain that she can finally have everything she's ever wanted.

As they reach the edge of the bed, she turns to face him, hands going to his shoulders as she pushes him back gently onto the soft mattress

She giggles softly, unable to help herself as he teases her with his words. "Oh, you," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. With a wink, she reaches down and tugs at the waistband of his boxers, pulling them low on his hips before they join their discarded clothing on the floor. His erection springs free, long and hard against his stomach, and Elvira can't help but marvel at its size and strength.

"No breaking," she says with a smile, moving closer to him on the bed. With careful hands, she trails her fingers up his thighs, pressing gentle kisses along their path until she reaches her destination. "Just... enjoying." She cups him in her palm, guiding him toward her waiting mouth even as she leans in, taking him deep into her throat with a moan that vibr