I'm not sure what exactly caused it, but the atmosphere in the room was a tad different now. We were still naked; I was standing at the edge of the bed with my still-erect penis resting on her clitoris. Isobel was on her back, hands holding her knees back while her eyes stared into mine. The two of us just… looked at each other: no seductive grins, no lustful glares. Isobel was blinking rapidly and the only smile she gave me was more nervous than anything. Though I obviously couldn't see myself, I knew I looked no better.
"Are you sure you're okay with this?" I asked, massaging my cock along the folds of her slit.
Isobel's legs twitched in response, though her voice didn't match her physical arousal. "Do you normally ask women this before you pleasure them with that elephant trunk of yours?" She joked.
"I… haven't. You're the first person I've ever been with sexually." I admitted.
"You lie!"
"I'm serious. I've been kissed a few times and… er… sexually harrassed by drunks in the tavern, but I've never given myself to another women like I have you."
"I could have never guessed," Isobel said. "You may be the purest adventurer in all of Aspia! Well, may have been." She snorted, reaching a hand out to grab and caress my length. "It seems I've corrupted you. Let's hope the local Clerics can purify you before nightfall."
"And what about you? Any suitors before me?"
"Of course not! I'm the daughter of House Greaves! No one but you is foolish enough to lay with me. The only man who has been inside of me is made of rubber, and he has been reduced to only his member. I would argue he's better that way."
"How does a noblewoman manage to buy a dildo?" I tried.
She smacked my thigh. "Have some class! How dare you use such inappropriate words in front of a noblewoman!"
I laughed. "The very noblewoman I'm about to fuck?"
"Are you, though? We're both virgins. If we stop here, we can say we had a pleasant first sexual encounter." She chuckled. "Who knows how our inexperience may ruin what has otherwise been a pleasant time."
She made a fair point, but I was far too into this to stop, and I knew she felt the same way.
"Well, that means your little 'dominant' act won't work anymore, because I know you're full of shit."
Isobel laughed even harder. "Don't test me, Lloyd May! I turn into a different person in the heat of the moment, you know. Now hurry up and put it in. My bare body can't handle this drafty room for much longer."
For the third time now, I did as instructed. She'd been passively jerking my dick, ensuring I was ready for what was to come–something I greatly appreciated. After telling her to hold her knees back once again, I angled tip beneath her clitoris, using it to massage her folds. Unable to resist any longer, I thrust my full length inside of her.
"How… do I feel…?" Isobel moaned, her voice breathy and soft.
"Warm… hot, almost. You're… mmhh… gripping me." I leaned forward, pressing my hands into her bed for balance as I increased my speed. "How do I feel?"
"Haah… Haah~! Amazing, Lloyd. You feel amazing…!"
"That's it?"
Isobel weakly slapped my side. "Shut up and fuck me."
We both shared a laugh as I leaned even closer, grabbing her hands and interlocking our fingers before going in for a deep kiss. I increased my speed as I did so, thrusting hard and fast as I moved to kiss her neck.
"Lloyd…! It feels so good, Lloyd…! I need it. Make me cum, Lloyd! I'm…! Ahh~! Please don't stop, Lloyd! Don't stop! Don't stop…! Don't~! Anhhh~!"
Isobel's walls closed around me, squeezing me as I pounded her pussy. She bit down on my neck, slight pain mixing with intense pleasure as she finished.
"Lay on the bed," Isobel instructed. "I want to taste us."
I followed her direction, resting my head on her pillow while she knelt before me, taking my cock into her mouth while it was still wet with her juices. Her mouth felt just as good as her pussy, and I was unable to keep my mouth shut from the pleasure. Isobel must've fed off of my moans, though, because she'd been fingering herself alongside them. Just when I was about to finish, though, she stopped sucking, instead moving to sit on my dick.
"That feels too good, Isobel," I admitted, voice weak and raspy. "Way too good."
"I know it does," Isobel smiled, hints of her "Demon Queen" visage returning to the bedroom.
"Oh? You're doing this again? I thought we already established that we're both new to this?"
Isobel maintained her smug expression, though it did flicker between that and horny as she began to gyrate on my waist. "I don't… mphh… need experience to dominate you."
"Is that so?" I asked, ready to show her just how wrong she was. I reached out to grip her wai–
Isobel leaned forward, pinning my wrists to the bed as she started to rock back and forth, bouncing on my cock. "Don't touch me, Lloyd…" She kissed me, interlocking her fingers with mine before holding my hands out at her sides for balance as she rocked faster. "Focus on me. Focus on how my breasts bounce while I ride you… Mmhh~... Tell me how badly you want to play with them?"
Just like that, the wind had been knocked out of my sails. Isobel felt too good, and her body looked too perfect for me to have any more reasoning left. All I wanted was to cum, and Isobel held the key to my pleasure in her hands.
"I need them, Isobel. You… haah… look beautiful. I need you, Isobel. I need you…!"
Isobel sped up, gyrating again while maintaining eye contact with me. "Keep saying that. Keep… haah~! Ahh~! Keep fucking saying that!"
"I need you, Isobel. I need you! You feel too good. I can't hold it…!"
"No! You're not allowed to cum! Not while I'm using you! Not while…! Anhh~! Haah! Mmhhh~!" She removed her hands from mine, moving them to my shoulders while she went back to bouncing on me. "Haanhh~! Ahhh~!"
"Isobel, please! I can't…!"
"Shut the fuck up! Take it like a good boy! Take…! Ahhh~!" She straightened then arched her back, finishing on my dick once again…
…at the very same time I finished inside of her.
Pools of cum came gushing out of her, and I knew she felt it judging by the… look she gave me. It wasn't fearful, like I'd initially expected. It wasn't even lustful. Well, it was, but it was… different. Familiar, in the absolute worst way. Her smile was ravenous, her eyes hungry, her very aura intimidating.
That was the face of the Demon Queen. Not a facsimile, not a subtle reminder. I was, right now, staring up at Isobel Greaves, the Demon Queen of Amelan. A pang of nervousness coarsed through my body as I prepared for what she'd say next.
"You're lucky I have access to contraceptive pills, Lloyd," Isobel snarled.
"I-It was an accident! I told you I couldn't–"
"Oh, don't you worry. I'm not mad. I'm happy you ignored my instructions." She leaned forward, whispering in my ear. "That means I get to punish you."
"Punish…?"
She licked from my neck to my ear before whispering once again. "Your job was to satisfy me, Lloyd May. And you won't be leaving this room until you do."