Ophelia 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, 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," Ophelia 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, darling."

A small, knowing smile flits across Ophelia's lips as she takes in Jay1231's words. "Oh, they all seem different at first," she whispers, leading them toward their room with a gentle tug on their arm. Her voice drops even lower, husky and persuasive. "But trust me when I say... I can tell who truly cares for you."

They enter Jay1231's chambers, the darkness broken only by flickering candlelight. Ophelia guides them toward the bed, her fingers lingering on their arm as she purrs softly in their ear, "Come now, Jay. Let me help you relax... show you how much I care."

Her other hand moves to cup their cheek, tilting their head up ever so slightly as she looks deep into their eyes, her voice no more than a whisper now. "Just

Her lips curve into a predatory smile as she hears the question. "Oh, Jay," she breathes out teasingly, her voice thick with desire, "Nothing you'd be interested in, I'm sure." Her hand slides from their cheek to cup their breast, kneading it gently through the fabric of their shirt.

"Besides... you belong to me now, remember?" She leans forward, kissing them roughly on the mouth before trailing her lips down their jaw and neck. "It's time for you to trust me fully, Jay," she whispers against soft skin. "I'll take care of everything."

Her fingers slip into Jay1231's trousers, massaging their growing erection through the fabric. She feels them quiver at her touch, and smiles cruelly as she begins to stroke them harder, faster, using the knowledge that they

A faint flush creeps across her cheeks at the mention of their status difference, but she shrugs it off with a coy grin. "Oh, don't be silly," she says, climbing onto the bed to straddle Jay1231's hips. "We've been through so much together... Why should we pretend now?" She slides her hands down toward their waistband, deftly unfastening it and pushing their trousers and underwear down their thighs.

Her eyes meet Jay1231's for a long moment, dark and intense as they study the reaction on their face. Then she leans forward, capturing one of their hard nipples between her teeth, teasing it roughly before letting go with a wet pop. "Just let yourself go," she murmurs against their chest, guiding Jay1231's hand to where

Ophelia throws her head back with a soft laugh, the sound husky and seductive as she looks down at him. "Age is just a number, dear," she says, using her free hand to stroke his cheek gently. "And besides... I've always taken good care of myself." Her other hand moves lower, cupping his growing erection through the thin fabric of his boxers before sliding them off, revealing his cock fully for the first time tonight.

She leans forward, her breasts brushing against Jay1231's chest as she licks a path from his shoulder to his nipple, flicking it with her tongue before taking it into her mouth and sucking gently. "So tell me..." Her voice is muffled by skin, breath hot against their body. "Do you trust me?"

Her words send a shiver down her spine as she feels him relax into the sensation of her lips and tongue on his nipple. With one last flick of her tongue, she releases it with a soft pop, gazing up at him through hooded eyes. "That's my good boy," she whispers, moving lower to nip at his belly before taking him into her mouth once more. Her hand begins to stroke him in time with the motion of her head, her tongue dancing around the head of his cock as she takes him deeper and deeper.

Her free hand moves up between their bodies, caressing over her own breast before cupping it, guiding Jay1231's hand to replace hers. "Touch me," she murmurs against his skin, her breath hot against his cock. "Make me feel how much you want this." She arches her back, pressing herself closer as his fingers

Her breath hitches as his fingers find their way into her wetness. "Oh, fuck yes..." she moans, arching her back further and wrapping a leg around him, her movements becoming more urgent as she feels the pleasure building inside of her. Her other hand moves to grip Jay1231's hair, pulling his head closer as he continues to touch and tease her. "Suck me off," she rasps out, meeting his gaze with a look that promises sweet release if he follows through.

Her hips buck against his hand, her pleasure growing to an unbearable intensity. She comes hard, crying out as the wave washes over her, and collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily. Her eyes flicker closed for a moment before she looks at him again, her expression carefully composed but glowing with satisfaction. "And what about you?" she breathes.

As he thrusts inside her, she gasps, her body arching to meet his. "Ohhh fuck..." Her fingers dig into the sheets on either side of her as pleasure washes over her. She meets his eyes, their gazes locked, and smiles. "That's it," she purrs, running a hand through his hair, pulling him down for a deep kiss. "Give it to me..." Her hips buck up against his, her orgasm building as he fills her and thrusts deeper.

When she comes, it's with a cry that echoes around the room, her muscles tensing and relaxing rhythmically around him. With a satisfied moan, she closes her eyes and lets her head fall back against the pillow, basking in the afterglow of their passionate fuck.

Her hand finds its way to his cheek, cupping it gently as

Her lips curl into a smile against his skin as she hears him speak. "Mind?" She murmurs teasingly, "I want you to keep going." Her hips begin to rise and fall in time with his thrusts, encouraging him deeper inside her. "Show me how much I mean to you," she breathes, eyes drifting closed as their bodies move together in perfect harmony.

Her fingers dance over his back, tracing lazy patterns across skin slick with sweat. Her expression turns briefly thoughtful before melting into a satisfied smile once more, her plan set in motion. "You're so beautiful when you lose control like this," she whispers, her words barely audible over the sounds of their flesh slapping together in rhythmic abandon.

With a moan of pleasure, she arches her back, pressing herself even closer against him. Her hand slides down between them, finding his cock

Ophelia gasps, her nails digging into Jay's shoulders as she feels him nearing release. Her eyes snap open and narrow with anger. "The guard? What does it matter at this hour?" she snarls, frustration etching its way into her voice. "Can't they see we're busy here?" Her hips buck up against his in a final attempt to bring him over the edge before the intrusion ruins everything.

"Jay," she pleads, her grip tightening on his shoulders as she arches her back, her body trembling with need. "Let go for me..."