(Sorry it's a little late. Hard to type with one hand.)
*Knock* x2
"Huh?"
The four merchants was peacefully drinking and discussing their future business when the knocks at the door to their private room disturbed them.
"I thought we asked not to be disturbed." One of them said with annoyance.
"Just go check on it. If it's nothing serious, send them away."
"Alright. Alright"
Someone stood up looking annoyed and walked to the door to unlock it. When he opened the door, he instantly saw a pair of glowing purple eyes.
"Stand aside."
"Yes… Ma'am."
The man took a step back before standing to the side as a tall armored lady walked into the room and scanned her eyes at the remaining people in the room.
The armoured lady is Freya, looking at these unworthy people that are neither honourable warriors or heroes worth witnessing her beauty. But for his promise, she is willing to endure this disgust.
"Listen well. From today onwards, all of you will dedicate every fiber of your being to serve my Master." Freya commanded with her eyes glowing again at the usage of her Charm ability.
"Yes… Ma'am." These dazed merchants replied.
Looking at those charmed merchants, Freya nods and from her shadow, a black cat emerges.
"Master! I did as you ordered." She turned around looking very excited for a reason as she gazed at the cat very expectantly.
Up until today, the most skinship she ever had with Ray had been the privilege to touch his body during a massage and nothing more. Thus, she is very excited to take the first step further and countless imaginations flashes through her mind of this promised reward.
Ray remained still, his head tilted upward as he silently observed Freya, carefully analyzing her reaction and weighing his next move.
In his current circumstances, Freya was indispensable to achieving his goals. While her loyalty was absolute—she was incapable of betraying him—he still had to contend with her unpredictable moods. This was a consequence of his past self's choice to enforce her loyalty through something as volatile and whimsical as love, rather than resorting to total brainwashing or indoctrination.
Though Freya could never betray him outright, her loyalty was not without complications. She could still act unpredictably, prioritizing her own agenda while technically still remaining loyal to him.
For instance, five years ago, she had prioritized his survival over maintaining their concealment from the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles, an act that could possibly expose him to more danger.
Who could say what she might decide in the future if he failed to properly rein her in? Her unpredictability was a liability he could not afford, and tightening his control over her was becoming a necessity, not a choice.
Besides, after everything he had endured, he needed an outlet for the negative thoughts swirling in the depths of his mind.
With such circumstances in mind, Ray had to decide…
Freya's POV
She gazed at her Master, her eyes fixed on the familiar expression etched onto his face. It was the look he always wore when lost in deep thought, his mind working through matters she could only guess at.
Freya understood her position all too well—she was little more than a glorified slave, bound by his whims. Her Master could easily renege on his promises, and she would be powerless to stop him. Endurance was her only option.
Reflecting on the past, Freya is certain her Master would eventually abandon his promises, leaving them unspoken and soon forgotten. Especially now, while he still silently grieved the tragedy that had befallen his wives and daughters. Grief, she knew, had a way of consuming even the omnipotent beings her Master once were, muchless the current him.
*Push*
Freya suddenly felt her body become weightless briefly as her back collided against the door behind her.
She didn't lift her head out of fear, thinking that her Master was angry at her for making a demand. He is whimsical like that. So, she quickly apologize.
"I'm sorr— Eh?"
Freya's mind went blank, like
a bricked computer on the verge of crashing,
overwhelmed by the sheer disbelief of the moment.
Countless thoughts flashed
through her mind in rapid
succession. She had
predicted countless
scenarios of how her Master
might act on his emotions,
each one calculated and
controlled. But never-not
even in her wildest
imaginings-had she foreseen this.
He pushed her against the door like a lion holding his prey, pinning her in place as his face approached hers, then his lips claimed hers with a passion that left her breathless.
His hand sneaks under her chestplate to grabs one of the soft mounds hidden under her armor and skillfully fondle it as she elicit pleasurable gasps and moans.
His tongue moved with a commanding precision, prying her lips apart and
invading her mouth with an
almost primal fervor.
His piercing gaze locked onto
hers, a look so intense and
consuming that it sent
shivers down her spine. Her
strong, battle-hardened
warrior's body betrayed her,
trembling under his
dominance as she felt
herself reduced to a
helpless, delicate maiden.
Her legs grew weak, barely
able to hold her weight, as his presence and touch
overwhelmed her body and mind completely.
Freya's thoughts spiraled into an uncontrollable storm of emotion as waves of bliss coursed through her, leaving her mind adrift like a small raft in a stormy sea.
She felt like a man dying of thirst who has finally found water.
Each touch, each kiss, was like a sweet, irresistible poison, seeping into the darkest corners of her soul and turning her nightmares into dreams so blissful she feared waking up.
'Ah! Drown me in your love, Master! Let it consume me completely, so there's no part of me untouched by you!' She screamed in her mind.
Her heart raced as her once-indomitable strength melted away, replaced by an all-encompassing need.
'Make me yours in every way... Make me unable to live without your love!'
At this moment, she no longer cared about anything else in the world. All that mattered is her Master and his love that made her feel whole, cherished and fulfilled.
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(AN: No seggs. Just intimate skinship. Disappointed? 🤔🤪😂)
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