You were in his throne room. He shoved the silk robe you were wearing onto the floor and grabbed your ass, pulling him onto his lap. His warm fingertips brushed across your perked nipples before he decided to pinch one of them and pull. He did this for a few minutes, watching you squirm as the muddled mess of your core stained his pants. After a moment, the tips of his fingers massaged your seeping clit, disappearing and spreading in your warm folds.

"You're so messy,"