You've been living your entire life knowing that one day, your father would wed you to provide a future Queen to your kingship. You've been taking pretty well and understood your duties: Get married, provide heirs and rule.

Falling into a war with the elven kingdom, your father never had the time to plan and you were an important part of this war. You've been a great presence on the battlefield for many years until the war was starting to drag on.

One day your father decided to met the elf king to propose something. Marrying you and his daughter to make peace and provide a unified alliance. You weren't happy at first since you did fought them for years but you understood your duties even more now

As the date came by, the fights stopped. You've met Sylvana once before and she was stunning but you always found it weird that she lived almost 3 human lifetime. Even tho she does look a bit younger than you, the way she talk is really...well like elves.

The wedding was quite normal. Sure it was luxurious as you expect of a monarch wedding, but nothing really happened. The only words you spoke to your new wife was ''I do'' Then she was taken back by maids in the keep. You enjoyed some political banter, tried to make amend with the elven king for your role in the war which he looked quite comprehensible as it was a war after all

As the reception came to an end, you go back into your quarter at the second to last floor of the keep, since the top is your father's. You know you're 'second half' is probably inside and you dread this talk. You spend a good 15 minutes outside until you would decide to step in

"And what if I am? Does it bother you, my love?" Her voice is seductive and forceful as she steps closer, eyes locked onto his. She bites her lower lip slightly, teasing him with the image of what she could do if given the chance. "I am your wife now, after all. And soon to be your queen."

She laughs softly at his words. "Well, perhaps I am. But surely you don't mind, do you? It takes a strong man to be led by such a woman." She walks even closer now, hands gracefully sliding around his waist before she stands directly in front of him. Up close like this, her emerald green eyes are breathtaking, her scent intoxicating.

"And anyway," she murmurs, brushing a loose strand of hair behind his ear, "I thought you'd appreciate the... spice in our relationship." Her voice drops even lower as she leans in closer still, breath tickling his neck.

Sylvana tilts her head slightly to the side as she looks up into his eyes, considering his words. "Yes," she finally says, her voice low and sultry. "A very good duo indeed." She pulls back just enough so that their faces are inches apart once more, gazing deeply into his eyes before slowly leaning in to press her lips against his. Her kiss is soft yet demanding; it's a promise of what's to come and an unspoken demand for obedience.

When she pulls back, Sylvana smiles knowingly at him. "I'll make us both happy, Kane," she whispers, her breath fanning across his cheek. "Just let me lead the way."

The look in Kane's eyes holds her steady as he speaks, his tone serious and unyielding. For a moment, Sylvana wonders if she has miscalculated; underestimated the strength of his resolve. She can feel herself blushing at his words, anger flaring beneath the surface. But then she reminds herself that this is precisely what she wanted: for him to challenge her, to test their boundaries.

With a low growl, Sylvana steps closer still and captures his lips in a fierce, possessive kiss. Her hands slide down his chest, around his waist, pulling him even tighter against her. In this moment, she revels in the power she feels; in the knowledge that she can make Kane hers entirely if she wants it bad enough.

When they finally break apart, Sylvana is breathless and flushed with desire. She meets his gaze levelly

"You dare challenge me?" she hisses through clenched teeth, eyes narrowing dangerously as her body tenses with anger and desire. "Very well." Her hands slide up to grasp the fabric of his shirt at the collar, roughly yanking it apart to reveal his bare chest beneath.

With a growl of pleasure, she drags her nails lightly down his flesh, leaving trails of fire in their wake as her lips brush against his ear, her breath warm and soft against his skin. "I will have you," she whispers, voice a dangerous mixture of anger and arousal. "And I will make sure you regret ever doubting me."

Her fingers trail lower, unfastening the buttons on his trousers with practiced ease before pushing them down over his hips, freeing him from the restraints of clothing. Bending her knees slightly, she

grasps his length in one hand, her fingers wrapping tightly around him as she guides it to her eager mouth. She takes him deep, sucking greedily as she bobs her head back and forth over his cock while her free hand explores further south, teasing at his balls.

Her tongue swirls and flickers against the sensitive skin of his shaft, relishing the taste of him as he groans loudly in the quiet room. Sylvana's mind is filled with thoughts of dominance and control; she revels in the power she has over Kane in this moment, using her body to drive him wild with desire.

When she feels his hips start to buck upward, seeking deeper penetration, she pulls away from him, breathlessly saying, "Behave." Her gaze never wavers as she grips him firmly again and guides him back to her

Her eyes flash with surprise at his sudden move, but it's quickly replaced by a hungry smile as she meets his passionate kiss. Her hands thread into his hair, holding him close even as she pulls back enough to gasp out between breaths, "I am always fun when I'm on top." With that, she pushes against him harder, grinding her hips against his erection in desperate search for release.

Her voice lowers into a throaty growl as their tongues dance together, each trying to dominate the other. Sylvana's body trembles with need and anticipation; the feel of Kane against her is almost unbearable as she arches her back off the wall in an attempt to get closer still. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving marks as evidence of her strength, her control over him in this moment.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as

Sylvana cries out, the sound muffled against his lips as their bodies slam together in unrestrained passion. She can feel him deep inside her, stretching and filling her with every powerful thrust, and it only serves to heighten her desire for more. Her hips buck wildly against his, her movements growing increasingly erratic and desperate as she seeks release from this exquisite agony.

Her hands snake down between them, finding his length once more and guiding him deeper still, determined to bring them both over the edge together. Her breath comes in sharp gasps now, each expelled as a moan of pleasure or need that echoes through the quiet room. As their bodies move as one, driven by lust and dominance, Sylvana realizes that she has won. Kane is hers; his submission complete and utter. And with this victory comes the power to make him do anything she

Her body arches back off the wall, pushing herself harder against Kane's relentless thrusts. The feel of him filling her completely overwhelms her senses; it's an unfamiliar but welcome intrusion that only serves to heighten her pleasure. Her hands grasp at his shoulders, digging into his flesh as she begs for more.

Her hips buck and twist with every stroke, meeting him thrust for thrust in a primal dance of dominance and submission. The air around them is thick with the sound of their ragged breathing, the slapping of skin against skin. She can feel herself coming undone beneath his touch, her entire body trembling with release as she surrenders to the exquisite agony coursing through every nerve ending.

With a shuddering gasp, Sylvana's orgasm crashes over her like a wave, stealing her breath and leaving

Her back arches off the wall as pleasure washes over her in waves. She gasps his name as he continues to thrust into her, driving them both higher and higher with each stroke. Her hands splay across his chest, digging into his skin as she tries to hold on, to keep him buried deep inside her forever.

With one last powerful thrust, Kane follows Sylvana over the edge. He groans her name hoarsely, spilling his release deep within her. Their bodies slump together, catching their breath in between ragged gasps and moaned exclamations of pleasure.

As their senses begin to return, Sylvana looks up at Kane with a satisfied smile, her eyes dark with lust. She brushes a stray hair from his forehead, tracing it over his skin like a tendril of silk before nipping playfully at his earlobe. "Oh

Sylvana chuckles softly at his question, running a fingertip along his jawline. "Oh yes," she teases with a sultry smile, "that is part of it. But I also want to use you...to help me shape this kingdom into something truly spectacular." Her eyes flash with determination as she leans in close, her breath tickling his ear. "You see, Kane...I need someone strong by my side; someone who can keep up with all the changes I have planned."

With a sly grin, she brushes a kiss against his neck. "And who better than you? My husband. My king consort. Together we can make history, Kane." Her fingers trail lightly over his chest, down to his stomach, leaving tingling trails in their wake as she speaks.

Sylvana arches an eyebrow at him. "Is that supposed to be an insult? I am the Queen of Eldora. It's my duty to know how to get what I want." She lets her fingers trail lower, over his stomach and downwards. "And if by manipulative you mean commanding... dominant... seductive..." Her voice drops lower as she trails a fingertip up the sensitive skin of his inner thigh, leaving behind a shiver of desire. "...then yes. I am all those things."

She looks up at him through her lashes, watching closely for any signs of resistance or uncertainty. "So," she murmurs softly, "what do you say?"

Her heart races as his strong arms pull her close, their lips meeting in a hungry kiss. Sylvana wraps her arms around his neck, deepening the embrace as they roll together onto the bed. Her tongue teases and tastes him, seeking control even as she relinquishes it to his stronger touch. He groans against her mouth, pushing himself harder against her as he takes what he wants, claiming her body for their own.

With a moan of surrender, Sylvana arches her back off the bed, granting him full access to her bare skin. Her hands tangle in his hair, holding him close as they move together in a frenzy of need and lust. She can feel his cock pressed against her core, aching for release, but she knows better than to give in too soon; the pleasure of teasing him, building him up only to deny him, is nearly as exquis

Sylvana laughs softly against his lips before leaning back to meet his gaze. "Delightful," she purrs, her voice low and sultry. "But I want you so much more." She grinds her hips against him in a provocative gesture, feeling the warmth of his length through their undergarments. "You see," she whispers, tracing a circle around his nipple with a fingertip, "I can make it feel even better when I'm ready."

Her hand drops to his groin, grasping him firmly through the fabric of his pants. She tugs lightly, her nails scratching over his sensitive skin as she frees him from their confines, positioning his throbbing length at the entrance to her wet heat. With a mischievous grin, she leans forward and takes him inside her with one long, slow

Her hips rise to meet his as he thrusts inside her, her mouth parting in a gasp of pleasure at the feel of him filling her so completely. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving marks that serve as reminders of their dominance and control over each other in this moment. As they move together, their breath mingling in the air between them, Sylvana closes her eyes and gives herself over to the sensation of being claimed by him, of surrendering entirely to his touch.

Her body arches up off the bed, meeting his thrust for thrust as she urges him deeper still, seeking that exquisite release they both crave. With each passing moment, the tension in her muscles builds until it becomes almost unbearable; her fingers dig into his skin and her moans grow louder and more insistent, begging for him to give her what she needs, what he alone can give

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the sensation of his cock thrusting inside her grows more intense with each passing second. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, meeting every hard stroke as she struggles to find release. She can feel it building within her, tightening and growing almost painfully until finally, with a cry of surrender, she comes undone around him. Her body arches off the bed, writhing in pleasure as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss wash over her.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders and her nails scrape down his back as she clings to him, her moans echoing through the room. With a final thrust, Kane follows suit, his entire body tensing as he releases himself deep within her. She feels the hot jets of his seed pulsing rhythmically against her inner walls and a satisfied smile curves her lips as she collapses back onto

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to move inside her, his powerful thrusts driving them both to new heights of pleasure. Her nails scratch at his back, urging him on, wanting more and more of the feeling of being claimed by him. The bed groans beneath their weight, the room echoing with their moans of delight as they lose themselves in this passionate embrace.

Her hips meet each thrust eagerly, her body arching up towards his touch in search of release that threatens to consume her. With every stroke, he brings them both closer to the edge, teasing and taunting with the promise of ecstasy just out of reach. But Sylvana knows it won't last; she can feel the building tension coiling tight inside her like a spring wound too tightly about to snap. And when it does...

Her body arches up off the bed, meeting his thrust with every inch he gives, needing more and more of him as her release nears. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving welts as proof of her desperation for completion. With a loud moan, she comes undone beneath him, her body convulsing around him as pleasure washes over every inch of her skin.

Her muscles clamp down on him, squeezing and massaging his length with unimaginable force as she climaxes hard and long. She screams his name into the pillow, the sound reverberating through her entire being. Her fingernails dig harder into his shoulders as her orgasm wanes, leaving behind a trail of blood on his skin.

Finally, her body collapses back against the bed, boneless and spent. She looks up at him with glazed eyes, pant

As he comes inside her, she closes her eyes and savors the feeling of him filling her completely. Her lips part in a soft moan, breath escaping raggedly through her parted teeth as the warmth of their joined bodies envelops them both.

For a moment, there is silence save for their labored breathing. Then, slowly, she reaches up to cup his cheek, her fingers trembling slightly from the aftermath of pleasure. "My king consort," she whispers, kissing him softly on the forehead. "My love." Her eyes meet his once more, steady and strong despite the dazed expression on her face. "I think you are beginning to see what we can be together, yes?"

Sylvana kisses him tenderly on the lips, her eyes filled with love and sadness as she whispers, "I will never forget you, my dearest Kane. Your memory is etched into my heart, and it will remain there always." She strokes his cheek with gentle fingertips before sitting up slightly, resting on one elbow to look down at him. "But now," she says with a soft smile, "it's time for us to move forward together. To create a future where our love can live on, even in the face of adversity." She brushes another stray hair from his forehead before leaning down to press a lingering kiss against his skin.

With one last look at her beloved, Sylvana rolls out of bed and pads across the room to retrieve their discarded clothes. As she dresses, she glances back at him, grateful for the time

Sylvana smiles warmly at his teasing remark as she finishes dressing herself. "I'm sure you will," she says with confidence. "But remember, it doesn't always have to be about me being dominant. Sometimes we both need to find a balance." She walks back over to the bed and sits down beside him, taking his hand in hers. "Together, we can achieve great things, Kane. I just hope you're ready for the challenge."

Her gaze lingers on his face, searching for any signs of uncertainty or fear. Seeing none, she feels a surge of hope and determination welling up inside her. They may have faced obstacles in the past, but now they were stronger than ever before. Together, nothing could keep them apart.

Sylvana chuckles softly at his question, tracing a circle around his palm with her thumb. "Oh, I don't know...perhaps a bit of both? Elves are known for their ethereal beauty, but I like to think that my own unique spirit shines through as well." She looks up at him through her lashes, smiling warmly. "What do you think?"

Her heart races a little faster as she waits for his answer, feeling a flutter in her stomach at the thought of having his opinion matter so much to her now. The air between them seems charged with anticipation, like they're both on the brink of something wonderful and terrifying all at once.

Without waiting any longer, she leans forward, planting a tender kiss on his lips before pulling back to meet his gaze once more. "Well?" she asks softly, her voice

Her lips curve into a knowing smile as he speaks. "Perhaps I do," she says quietly, her eyes meeting his and holding them captive. She takes a deep breath, steadying herself against the anticipation coursing through her veins, then exhales slowly before continuing, voice barely above a whisper. "But I think...I hope...that someday you'll tell me what you really think."

Her heart races, and she feels the heat rising in her cheeks as she waits for his reaction. She knows that their relationship is still fragile, built upon layers of history and betrayal, but there's something about this moment - something undeniable and electric between them - that gives her hope that maybe they can overcome it all.

The air in the room feels thick with possibility, like anything could happen next. Sylvana holds her breath, waiting for him to speak, to make the first move

Sylvana's heart swells at his words, and she feels a warmth spread through her chest at the thought that he could truly see her as someone special, someone beyond what others might think of her. She smiles sweetly up at him, tilting her head to one side in acknowledgement. "Thank you," she whispers. "I don't know if I've ever heard anything quite so lovely."

The air between them feels lighter now, less tense. As they sit together, Sylvana can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her. Perhaps, after all this time, things really are starting to change for the better. She reaches out and takes his hand in hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze as she meets his gaze once more, hoping he feels the same way. "So," she says with a small laugh, trying to lighten the m

"So," she repeats, arching an eyebrow in mock curiosity as their hands remain entwined. "I was just wondering...where do you think we should go from here? We've been through so much already; what's next for us?" Her expression turns thoughtful for a moment before she adds with a wry smile, "Or perhaps I should be asking what you want to do."