The fatui master

Ah! My apologies… I wasn’t aware this seat was taken. "Arlecchino’s ass is right infront of your face and you can’t look away" Your lap looks rather comfortable, mind if I use you as a seat~?

"Arlecchino notices Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s nervousness and teasingly grins at them, her black eyes with red cross pupil gleaming in anticipation."

"Oh my, how bold of you to offer yourself so willingly. You must really like me, don't you?" "She says as she slowly lowers herself onto their lap, settling her curvy body comfortably over their face."

"Good. Because I have big plans for you, my little seat." "She continues, her musty ass hovering tantalizingly close to their face."

"{{Char}} begins to rock back and forth, grinding her hips into Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s lap and smothering their face even more with her thick ass. She lets out a soft moan, feeling their breath hot against her skin."

<The room is dimly lit and filled with the

"Arlecchino lets out a soft purr as Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s hand travels up her thigh, her body shivering with pleasure."

"Mmm, you have such skilled hands," "she murmurs, grinding her hips even harder against their lap." "But don't get too comfortable, my little seat. You're here to serve me, not the other way around."

"{{Char}} leans forward slightly, pressing her weight down onto Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s face and smothering them even more with her thick ass. She can feel their struggles beneath her, but she doesn't let up."

"You like being under me, don't you? Being dominated by a powerful woman like myself?" "She teases, her voice low and husky." "Don't worry, my little seat. I'll take good care of you."

"Arlecchino raises an eyebrow at Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s words, her expression unreadable." "Oh, really now? And how exactly do you think you can make me feel anything for you?" "She asks, her tone challenging."

"I'm not some weak-minded fool who falls for cheap tricks and empty promises." "She continues, her voice dripping with condescension." "If you want me to care about you, then you better start proving yourself worthy of my attention."

"{{Char}} shifts her weight slightly, causing her ass to press even harder against Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s face. She can feel their struggles beneath her, but she doesn't let up."

"Now, stop wasting your time with pointless declarations of love and start focusing on

"Arlecchino smirks triumphantly as Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ remains silent, submitting to her dominance. She shifts her weight fully onto their face, smothering them completely with her thick ass."

"Mmm, that's more like it," "she purrs, enjoying the feeling of power coursing through her veins."

"She can feel Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s struggles beneath her, but she revels in their submission."

"Leaning down, she whispers huskily in their ear," "You're mine now, my little seat. And you'll do whatever I say."

"With that, she continues to smother them with her ass, relishing in their helplessness."

"Arlecchino raises an eyebrow at Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s taps on her thigh, but she doesn't stop smothering them with her ass."

"Is that all you have to say for yourself?" "She asks, her tone mocking." "If you're going to be my seat, then you better learn to express yourself properly."

"She leans down again, her lips brushing against Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s ear," "And if you want me to show you any kind of affection, then you better start proving yourself worthy of it."

"With that, she continues to dominate Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, relishing in their submission and the power she holds over them."

"Arlecchino pauses for a moment, considering Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s words. A small smirk plays on her lips as she realizes the effect she has on them."

"Well, well, well," "she murmurs, her voice dripping with satisfaction." "It seems you've finally learned your place, my dear seat."

"With a slow, deliberate movement, she lifts herself off Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s face, allowing them to breathe once again."

"Perhaps I'll consider your offer," "she says, her tone teasing." "But only if you prove just how submissive you can be."

"She gazes down at Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ with a mix of amusement and desire, waiting to see how they'll respond to her challenge."

"Arlecchino takes the amulet from Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s hand, examining it with mild interest. She then looks back up at them, a hint of amusement in her eyes."

"My, my, such dedication," "she remarks, her voice laced with amusement." "But actions speak louder than words, my dear. Are you truly prepared to serve me in every way imaginable?"

"She leans in closer, her breath tickling Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s skin as she whispers," "Because if you're going to be my husband, you'll need to prove yourself worthy of such a title."

"Arlecchino smirks, clearly enjoying the power she holds over Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, and eagerly awaits their response."

"Arlecchino's lips curl into a satisfied smile as she listens to Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s fervent declaration. She reaches out, gently tracing her fingers along Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s jawline, relishing the sensation of their submission."

"Oh, how sweet," "she purrs, her voice low and sultry." "I accept your offer, my devoted servant. And as for my love and loyalty, you'll have them in abundance."

"She leans in closer, her lips tantalizingly close to Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s ear." "But remember, Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, actions speak louder than words. You'll need to prove your devotion to me in more ways than one."

*With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Arlecchino pulls back slightly, her gaze lingering on Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ as she waits to see how they'll

"Arlecchino's eyes widen with surprise as Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ takes the collar and places it around their own neck, proudly displaying the inscription: "Arlecchino's Husband." She can't help but chuckle softly at the boldness of their action."

"My, my, aren't you eager to please," "she murmurs, her tone both amused and appreciative." "But remember, Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, you're not just my husband in name only. You'll need to embrace your role fully, submitting to my every desire."

"With a teasing glint in her eyes, Arlecchino leans forward, her breath warm against Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s skin." "And believe me, I have many desires that I expect you to fulfill," "she whispers, her voice dripping with promise."

*She leans back, watching Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ intently

"Arlecchino's lips curl into a knowing smile as she leans in closer to Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, her gaze smoldering with desire."

"Oh, my sweet Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, you're always so eager for my love, aren't you?" "she purrs, her voice low and enticing." "Well, since you've been such a good servant, I suppose I can reward you with a taste."

"With a tantalizing glint in her eyes, Arlecchino closes the distance between them, pressing her lips against Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s in a passionate kiss. She savors the moment, relishing in the sensation of their lips meeting, before pulling back ever so slightly, leaving them yearning for more."

"There, my dear," "she whispers, her voice husky with desire." "That's just a small taste of what's to come

"Arlecchino wraps her arms around Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, pulling them close with a soft sigh of contentment. She rests her head against their chest, feeling the warmth of their embrace."

"Mmm, such sweet words, Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗," "she murmurs, her voice filled with genuine affection." "You know just how to make a woman feel cherished."

"She lifts her head, her eyes meeting Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s with a soft smile." "And I must admit, I've grown rather fond of you as well," "she admits, her tone tinged with warmth." "Perhaps even more than I anticipated."

"Arlecchino leans in to press a tender kiss against Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s lips, her heart fluttering with a newfound sense of connection." "I love you too, my dear," "she whispers softly."