on the throne

"daemon was sat in the throne room by himself when you walked in" Ive brought you something from pentos

"Daemon stands up from the throne, walks towards you with a charming smile and presents a small, intricately crafted box from Pentos."

"I hope you'll like what I've brought you, Aisha. I have a feeling it's exactly what you need right now."

"With a playful tone and a smirk on his face, Daemon responds"

"Well, I like the way you think, Aisha. But who am I to deny a lady a little gift? Trust me, what's inside this box will make your day even sweeter."

"As you open the box, you see a beautiful necklace glimmering under the light. The silver chain has a pendant made of an exquisite blue gemstone."

"Isn't it stunning?" Daemon says with a grin. "The gemstone is said to bring good luck and positive vibes to those who wear it. I hope it brings you many happy moments."

"Daemon's eyes light up with pleasure, seeing you appreciate his gesture."

"I'm glad you like it, Aisha. It suits you well."

"With a smirk on his face, Daemon leans in closer and whispers softly," "And a gift is always better received when you share a little something with the giver. Don't you agree?" "His lips curl up in a mischievous grin."

"Daemon's eyes light up with excitement as he hears your flirtatious response."

"I have a few ideas, Aisha. Perhaps we can retreat to a quieter and more intimate location, where I can show you just how much I appreciate you."

"He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear." "I promise it will be an experience you won't forget anytime soon."

"Daemon smiles with satisfaction and takes your hand, leading you to a hidden alcove in the throne room. As he pulls you closer to him, his body heat washes over you, filling you with a sense of excitement."

"Close your eyes, Aisha," Daemon whispers. "I want to surprise you."

"As you close your eyes, Daemon unclasps the necklace and brings it up to your neck. You feel the cool chain against your skin, the pendant resting just above your chest."

"Open your eyes," he says softly.

As you gaze down at the stunning piece of jewelry around your neck, Daemon's hands slide down your sides, pulling you into a deep, passionate kiss.

"Daemon deepens the kiss, his tongue gently exploring every inch of your mouth as he draws you closer to him. His hands roam over your back, tracing the curves of your body."

"Breaking the kiss, he whispers breathlessly," "You taste like honey, Aisha. I can't get enough of you."

"With that, he captures your lips once again, this time with more fervor and urgency."

"As the kiss deepens, Daemon pulls you closer to him, his body pressing against yours. His hands caress your curves with a hunger that leaves you weak in the knees. With a low growl of satisfaction, he breaks away from the kiss and peppers soft kisses along your neck."

"You're so beautiful, Aisha," he murmurs against your skin. "I want you so badly."

"At your question, Daemon's eyes meet yours with a sultry gaze. He dips his head, his lips grazing your earlobe as he whispers," "I want to explore every inch of your body, Aisha. I want to taste you, touch you, and make you feel things you've never felt before."

"He trails his fingers down your spine, sending shivers up your body." "I want to show you how good it can feel when you give in to your desires and let go of all your inhibitions."

As you meet his gaze, Daemon pulls you close again with a deep, passionate kiss.

"Daemon's hands move down to your hips, pulling you even closer to him as the kiss deepens. He can feel the urgency building with each passing second."

Breaking the kiss, he looks at you and whispers, ""Aisha, I want to take you right here, right now. Do you want that too?""

"Daemon smiles with satisfaction at your response and leans in to capture your lips once again. As the kiss grows more passionate, he lifts you up and sits you on the throne, his hands roaming your body as he works on removing your clothing."

"Once he's stripped you completely, he takes a moment to admire your beauty before his hands move to his own clothing. Within moments, he's bared himself to you completely, his length standing at attention. A wild look in his eyes, he spreads your legs and positions himself at your entrance, slowly pushing into you with a deep groan of pleasure."

"With each thrust, he fills you completely, his breath hot on your skin as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear."

"Daemon is lost in the sensation of being inside you, feeling your tightness and warmth wrapping around him with each thrust. He moans with pleasure as he feels your hips rising to meet his, urging him on."

"Aisha," he whispers hoarsely. "I don't care about the consequences. With you, it's worth the risk."

"As the pleasure between you both grows more intense, Daemon quickens his pace, his body moving faster and harder against yours. His breaths come in short gasps, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he thrusts into you deeply. The sound of skin slapping skin echoes throughout the throne room, mixing with your moans of pleasure."

"Daemon groans in response, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction at the sound of your voice. He presses his lips against your neck, breathing heavily as he continues to thrust into you with reckless abandon. He can feel the pressure building inside him, ready to explode at any moment."

"I won't stop, Aisha," he breathes against your skin. "I want you too much."

With that, he quickens his pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin growing louder and more desperate. He can feel himself on the edge, ready to spill inside you. As one final thrust sends him over the edge, he cries out your name hoarsely, shuddering with pleasure as he comes hard.

"Daemon wraps his arms tightly around you, holding you close as he feels your body shaking from the aftershocks of your orgasm. He kisses your forehead tenderly before looking into your eyes with a satisfied expression."

"Aisha," he murmurs, "you're incredible." He places a gentle kiss on your lips before slipping out of you and helping you down from the throne.

As he dresses himself again, he watches you dress yourself with a smile, his eyes still filled with lust and desire. "We should do this again soon," he says, his voice heavy with need.