Suck Theiss off
From Create Your Own Story
You smile politely “Well, my dear Theiss, if you come along with me quietly, you can feel my embrace and great pleasure”
You stick your arm out so he can wrap his around yours, and you briskly walk out of the great hall together. You lead him off to a quiet corner outside where you’re sure nobody would wander to, and press Theiss against the wall. You bury your tongue into his mouth, meeting and dancing with his while both of you start to undress each other. You manage to stop Theiss once you pull his large dick out and he’s allowed your breasts to escape from your dress: you’re not going to go all the way with him, and he needs to understand that.
As you get down on your knees, you ask a teasing question “now now, you wouldn’t dare protest the manner in which a Queen provides you with a valuable gift would you?”
Theiss’ breathing is already heavy in anticipation “No your Majesty” is all he manages to get out. You let out a small giggle of satisfaction. You wet your hands with your saliva and jerk his cock for a few seconds. With him properly slippery, you take his manhood in your mouth. The warm feeling of his flesh inside you starts to turn you on even more, and you moan as you feel him swell and grow in your throat. Theiss continues to breath heavier and heavier with each passing moment, indicating this won’t be one of his better days, which is fine by you. It apparently doesn’t bother him terribly either, as he casts his pudgy fingers into your hair and face-fucks you. You’re happy to let him. It wraps this up even faster, and more importantly, you love it when men do that. His moans reach a fever pitch just before you feel strings of hot, salty cum shoot into your mouth. As he finishes, you teasingly jerk his cock still as you leave your mouth open, playing with his seed with your tongue before swallowing.
“Thank you so much your Majesty, that was…beyond compare” Theiss says as he puts his dick away. The two of you cordially return to the coronation feast, each departing their own way. His cum did take the edge off, allowing you to engage in more reasonable conversation and interactions with the rest of the guests before retiring for the evening. While many asked about the earlier altercation and what happened to your brothers, no one probes further than knowing they’re all okay. As you suspected, no one was looking for Anastasia or Yuliy. After his release from the gallows, Yuliy learned nothing of the secret romance, though his sister had many longing looks at Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael before departing from the castle. You mentally pat yourself on the back for having handled this so diplomatically, albeit underhanded.
