"Vurckair. How?…". Seinnissia hesitates, gulping a mouthful of saliva, gathering her courage to continue with her question. "How do you «Propose» in your world?".
{Is a big «Taboo» to talk about another world?. Or why did she doubt?}.
"It depends on the region Seinnissia. The custom in my mother's country is to gift a necklace to the future Bride. My Father's Nation has a similar tradition, and is the most widespread across the globe, though involves gifting a ring on a New Moon. I am not sure if the last part is relevant or has a deeper meaning… , What about here?".
"In «Loutharn» are plenty of customs, the variety of Species contributes to this wide diversity. But here in Clamour City. We give bracelets to our partner. Although they were initially shackles, the Houses used to fight each other for the supremacy and control of the Cities, causing a harsh declive in our society, and eventually, almost lead to the downfall of the Zaggrioth Meritocracy".
{So Clamour City is part of a Fallen Empire}.
While my thoughts are serious, my actions are not.
Grabbing Seinnissia's wrists, i press firmly her arms, keeping them against the bed, and close to her torso, constraining her already limited personal space.
Her heart rate skyrockets, pumping blood through her aroused body, biting her lower lip with a mixture of anticipation, desire and uncertainty, because Seinnissia is below me, suppressed, and completely at my mercy.
I rub my forehead against My Fiancée's head, turning my face down, brushing my nose on her flushed right cheek, going towards her neck, pecking it featherlightly, increasing the intensity, which evokes from her a series of breathless, noiseless gasping moans.
"This feels so good Vurckair~". Purrs lowly My Fiancée, enjoying the caresses my mouth provide to her.
"We haven't even started «Nissi»". My hoarse tone, along the Nickname i chose for Seinnissia, have a wild effect on her, more so, because i nibble her ear, corroborating how sensitive and erogenous is the zone.
Her surprised gasp is followed by a labored and erotical panting, struggling with the dissonance between the warmth and wetness of my tongue, as i continue playing with My Fiancée's earlobe, trailing my path towards her mouth.
"Come on Nissi. Don't be shy with me, speak up". The tentatively gentle pecks are too much for my novice partner, drunk in the blissful sensation, shivering with a pleasant smile as she closes her eyes, letting the emotion to be registered and archived in her mind, but engraved in the muscular memory of her athletic voluptuous silhouette.
"Don't hesitate". I whisper, my tone inclined to be a manipulative coercion rather than a fleeting harmless comment. "Tell me what do you want me to do with you, or what you don't like".
She doesn't answer, and seeing my girthy cock, resting between Seinnissia's rounded ass cheeks, just entices me.
The glans of my virility is already coated with a glistening layer of natural lube, and more of it, is being secreted by the second.
Aligning myself over My Fiancee, i place the bulbous head of my manhood against the sealed back entrance of Seinnissia.
She jerks, and yelps a bit startled, arching her back accidentally, and having an agonic grimace due to the curved posture.
Obviously, i will stretch more than her back, and tensing my grip over her wrist, while pressing down the asterisk with my tip, is still not enough to encourage her active participation.
Nevertheless, the anticipation is as palpable as the actual contact, and not waiting for longer. I shove in the head of my cock, the natural lube and my rigid dick doing an amazing teamwork, spreading open the little hole im Seinnissia's arse.
Her sphincter is extremely tight, clenching to get narrow, regardless, i slide so nicely into her, thrusting my entire length, pushing it to the hilt, forcing My Fiancée to be against the mattress, putting all my weight over her.
"I, ahh!…". She interrupts herself with a couple of heated moans. "Ahh!. My Lord!".
{Is she fantasizing?. No. I know what she wants…}.
I chuckle with Seinnissia's kinkiness and depravity, her rising arousal expecting my compliance, and she looks so helpless, that i actually have a nascent spark within me, wanting to mess with her, especially after her previous insinuation.
"My Little Maid Nissi. You are not going to say we should stop, Right?. Not after all the teasing you have done to me".
"Please My Lord. Spare me this time. I…".
Before she can proceed with her roleplaying plea. I bend Seinnissia's arms behind her back, holding both with my left hand, harshly landing my right on My Fiancée's buttock.
The slap, shakes the bed, readjusting her position while she is forced to push her rear against my groin, impaling herself.
"Mercy!. My Lord!. Mercy!". She gasps and pants heavily, but i smack again the gorgeous ass of Seinnissia.
"I can't spare you Nissi. But you can speed up your penance. So, it's better if you are more cooperative. Shake and wiggle your butt".
I point out my statement with a spank, and My Fiancée's pride and resolution flares up, swaying her hips with a wiggle that makes the infinity symbol (∞).
Even with my vast experience in sexual affairs, this is a first for me. The normal outcome is that my partner does horizontal twerks or up and down. Sometimes rotational spins, either clockwise or counterclockwise.
"Impressive. Nissi. You have talent for this. I can spare your irreverence and your family's…".
"Really My Lord?".
"Of course. You only have to warm my bed, as My Playful Pet. Purr for me if you understand".
"Miau".
"I prefer canines". I tease, but Seinnissia is not a female who does half-assed tasks or plays around, barking. "Arf!".
My eyes widen, roleplay is not rare, everyone has their own tastes, but My Fiancée's commitment is beyond what i could expect or believe, blurting the first comment i can think of. "With the size of your udders, you could easily pass for a cow".
"Moo!".
She truly moos, and with it, my patience runs out, unable to remain idle, gripping the nape of Seinnissia. "Brace yourself Nissi". I warn her, though is irrelevant, as i thrusts my virility with oppressive abandon…