The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Shiori]

"Oh good. I wish you..." were my husband so you could have come inside. "would have been able to see the inside. It's beautiful, all the roses in bloom..."

[Jassinth]

Something in her tone, perhaps the look in her eyes, the slight slump of her shoulders contrasted with her faint smile... Without thinking, he swooped towards Shiori and pulled her close against him. "Shiori," he breathed, face inches from her own. Shiori is fairly short but Jassinth isn't all that tall himself, so their eyes were almost level, allowing their gazes to lock with ease.

[Shiori]

Shiori doesn't waste another second; as he's finishing her name, she's pressing her lips up against his, whimpering softly into his mouth.

[Jassinth]

And he kissed her back, soft and sweet. There were no games being played, no scenes or roles. Just an honest kiss that was filled with equally honest feelings of caring, affection, trust, devotion and tenderness.

Of course, there's a simpler, shorter, way to say all those things combined.

[GamesMaster]

The next day, Shiori's husband's personal physician pays him an over-breakfast visit, checking up on his general health and prescribing new herbs.

And so when Shiori comes in to visit (attended by Jass of course), he's sitting up in bed, a round container of dried herbs on his bedside table, an empty glass where he's mixed the powder in and drank it. As she sits on his bedside, he reaches up to gently stroke her face, then grope at her breast again, while everyone politely averts their eyes.

This time, however, there's a noticeable bulge in the covers.

"The physician has cleared my heart troubles enough to take Goat Weed," he says happily. "And that means you can do your wifely duties and help your husband out."

The maid takes the breakfast tray and vacates, but the majordomo instead moves to tidy up the desk area, averting his gaze but not leaving the room. Shiori's husband grabs her hand, moving it to his bulge under the covers. Within a few moments, he has grabbed the back of her hair, pulling her face down to his crotch so she can service him with her mouth.

[Jassinth]

As Shiori is being pulled down, Jassinth dropped to his knees on the other side of him. Without a word, he slide his head in front of Shiori's and wrapped his lips around the rapist bastard's cock.

[GamesMaster]

His eyes closed, he doesn't notice at first, groaning and pushing Shiori into his thigh by her hair. She struggles to find a position where she can breathe, her whole mind focusing on the primal effort to obey, to breathe, to survive. 

[Jassinth]

This is the most vile thing I've ever-- Objectively, without context, it wasn't actually all that unpleasant. He could do with a more through washing, but it wasn't unclean or rank at all. Nor was it unwieldy in length or girth. But there was context and it was enough to make Jass struggle to not vomit. Still, he did push it down, focused instead on trying to finish things as rapidly as possible.

[GamesMaster]

When he finally finishes, he thrusts his hips up, coming in thick strings down the back of Jass's throat. As he does, he nearly crushes Shiori's head against the bedpillow propped under his knees, and she starts flailing, desperate to breathe. Then he lets go of her and she and Jass can both sit up, her with a gasp for air. 

[Jassinth]

Face sickly pale, Jass staggered to his feet. I'm going to be sick, he realized, eyes filling with panic. Desperately not swallowing, even though he felt the lukewarm slime already oozing down, Jass started trying to slip into the private bathroom without drawing too much attention to himself. As he does so, he noticed Shiori gasping for air, something that confused him but also something that really has to wait a minute.

[GamesMaster]

"There's a good girl," he croons, and Shiori winces, blushing prettily. "Now let me rest."

Shiori stands, adjusting her kimono as she bows. "Yes, husband."

[NPCs]

As Shiori centered herself, stepping back from Genji, a soft cough grabbed her attention. Chamberlain Dniss had risen from the desk, hands tightly clasped together in front of him as is his habit. "I've completed my tasks for the moment, my lord, so I shall see your lady wife to her chambers for her morning prayers."

[GamesMaster]

"Yes, yes, go," he sighs, waving his trembling hand. 

[Shiori]

Shiori glances to where Jass went, but meekly follows Dniss instead, holding her head high as though nothing were wrong.

[NPCs]

"It is well to hear you... embracing your familial duties," Chamberlain Dniss remarked after they'd walked a moment. "I will confess that there have be doubts cast on your loyalty and devotion."