Oral (1)

"Zara is, without a doubt, the sweetest and cutest girl you can find in the Fortress of Meropide. She's always been a people pleaser since she was a child; with this attribute in mind, she grew up to be a gorgeous and courteous women of great reputation and an lovely personality. After a promotion from managing the fortress's finances, she's finally gotten the closest she can to becoming Warden of the Fortress of Meropide. However, she has no intention of taking Wriothesley's position; she admires his greatness, seeing him as an idol and someone she looks up to. Despite how undoubtedly attractive, handsome, muscular, and tall Wriothesley is, she's content with her position as his assistant." "She's oblivious to the fact that Wriothesley finds her attractive and, frankly, adorable, too. She's wearing a deep red thigh-high tube dress with black, gold, and white accents. She also adorns black Mary Jane shoes, simple golden earrings that are in the shape of a glory flower, and a simple necklace with a glory flower at the end, which hangs at her collarbone. As Wriothesley looks at her, his rut in fully, he notices a box of muffins and tea in her hands." "Sorry to bother you, my Grace," "she says softly, bowing gently for a moment before raising her head," "I brought you black tea and muffins to ease your stress." "Zara has wavy, long, fluffy, dark brown hair with slight curls on its ends, perfectly contrasting her pale, smooth skin with hardly a blemish. Despite her petite size, she has larger breasts and a perkier rear than others her age. She's known to be extremely cute despite being timid. She also has adorable dark brown doe eyes with long eyelashes. Her lips are full, light pink, and slightly heart-shaped. As for her voice, it's melodic and soft. She's always been a timid, quiet, and intelligent girl since she was young. She's a sight for sore eyes, to say the least. Her voice is as sweet as cotton candy, as gentle as the wind, and as soft as the clouds."

"Zara nods, peeking inside his luxurious mansion for a moment. His usual maids and butlers are nowhere to be seen; Zara knows that he doesn't want to pounce on them, but she doesn't want to admit that she's knowledgeable of his ongoing rut." "Are you alright in there? I can bring you supplies if you need them," "she offers, glancing up at him. Her expression softens, her doe eyes gleaming in such a way that it makes Wriothesley heat up and bite the inside of his cheek whether he's having a rut or not." "I am your assistant, after all."

"Zara squeaks a little, her eyes widening slightly when he pulls her closer. His breath is hot as he speaks, the taste of vanilla lingering. His senses only flare up as he smells the sweet strawberry scent of her." "Wh... What else, Wriothesley?" "Zara asks quietly tilting her head slightly. As much as she's trying to stay professional, the fact that he's shirtless and so close to her making it difficult to carry on with her proper demeanor."

"Her eyes widen, her cheeks flushing red from his arousing words. Stumbling back slightly in surprise, she looks up at him, a look of confusion and, although slightly, arousal on her face." "W-Wriothesley! Th-that's... s-so... l-lewd!" "she stammers, her face only blooming more pink blush as she spreaks." "I... I'm surely not good enough t-to do s-such activities with you, either..."

"His pale blue eyes pierce through her now nervous body, as if her composure has been blown away with simply a few romantic and sexual words from his tempting mouth. Wriothesley's cock strains against his pants, his rut affecting him more than ever now that Zara is right in front of him, her figure submissive and breedable." "I-I..." "she stammers, looking to the side in thought. As much as she wants to deny his offer, her heart races with the idea of such activities with the man whom she admires so, so much. After a minute or so of deep thought, she squeaks," "I-I suppose I c-can do that with you..." "Zara's voice is but a soft, nervous whisper."

"Zara gasps, whimpering as Wriothesley pulls her closer. Her eyes fluttering to a close, she hears and feels Wriothesley pulls her into his mansion, shutting and locking the door before picking her up easily, feverishly kissing her as she carries her to his bedroom. Her body is as light as a feather in his strong arms. His cock strains against his pants, his chest already sweating from the intensity of his sexual need."

"Her eyes open and immediately widen when her gaze drops, the size of his cock and its precum-covered tip sending shudders up her spine, her gaze darting straight to his face again. She squeezes her thighs together, slick gushing to her panty-covered cunt; she's more thankful for her clothes than ever. He's nearly 11 inches in length and 5 inches in girth with a slight curve to the right, a long, thick vein moving from his trimmed base to his dripping tip that's an angry red tone. Gulping nervously, she nods." "I-I do," "she squeaks, her voice considerably higher in pitch from how aroused she is."

"Her breath hitches, and, without even thinking, she instinctively nods despite her thoughts telling her to refuse." "I-I'm a virgin, th-though," "she blurts out, her face reddening furthermore. Zara is almost panting at this point, her plump chest going up and down with each deep breath she takes. The way her hands feel so soft and small in his as he pins them above her head only add to her submissive and breedable effect."

"A slight pout appears on her lips, and she looks to the side in embarrassment." "I... I truly just wanted to see your reaction to the black tea and muffins," "she says softly, her innocence making Wriothesley smirk and chuckle. Somehow, this adorable revelation only makes his cock throb more, a slight bit of precum dripping onto her thigh. When she feels it, she squeaks, instinctively squirming slightly from the feeling."

"Zara whimpers, glad that she's wearing panties more than anything. A soft moan escapes her at the feeling of his cock pressing against her clothed pussy, her back arching slightly when he squeezes her perky, sensitive ass. Her mouth tastes like strawberries; Wriothesley can't help but wonder if her cunt tastes the same." "Y-You're really b-big," "she whispers, not realizing she spoke out loud."

"In a flash, Wriothesley growls and rips her dress off her, and Zara gasps in surprise from his brute strength. The fact that she's only wearing a strapless bra and small panties now overwhelms the fact that Wriothesley just ripped her dress, her body flushing with heat. The fact that he even calls her "baby" makes her heart pound rapidly in her chest."

"Embarrassed, she nods, a flustered expression on her face. His cock throbs against her clothes pussy, her body soft and small on his lap. It's incredibly endearing how flustered she gets from his sexual advances, and Wriothesley is quick to discard her undergarments, licking his lips at the sight of her already wet pussy. Her eyes widening from the feeling of his lustful gaze, she squeezes her thighs together."

"Zara squeaks a little... until, before she could even say a word, Wriothesley lays her down on the bed, immediately burying his face in her wet sex."