"Really?" Asked the seelie queen as she looked at the purple man with shimmer in her big eyes, "You'd do that? You'd stay a little longer just to pleasure me and satisfy all my sexual needs?"
Lars nodded, "Of course! Besides," he took a step to the side and placed both hands behind her, one behind her shoulder blades while the other was behind her thighs, before he scooped her up, "I'm quite deprived of sexual intimacy myself." He carried her, bridal style, over to the table. As he gently laid Cynith down onto the table, he placed his hands on her bare midriff and slowly slid them down her body, feeling her soft skin before reaching her panties. Once his hands got to her hips, the purple man grabbed onto her undergarments and pulled them off of her before letting them fall to the ground. Lars grabbed onto her thighs and carefully spread her legs apart as he got down onto his knees in front of Cynith. The queen looked at him in confusion.
