My breath catches in my throat as you spin me around and force me against the wall, your hands grasping firmly at my ass. The roughness of your touch sends a shiver down my spine, making me even wetter between my legs. "Yes," I moan, meeting your hungry gaze with my own. "Like this... harder..." I bite down on my lip, arching my back as you continue to take what you want from me.

I cry out as you push into me, filling me up with your thick cock. The feeling of being so thoroughly claimed and owned sends shockwaves through my body, making every nerve ending tingle in anticipation. I dig my fingers into the wall behind me for purchase, needing something solid to ground me as you take control like this.

"Harder," I pant, meeting your eyes again. "Please." My hips move instinctively against yours, grinding on your erection as I beg for more of your rough affection.

As Freyja follows you out of your room, her hips sway gently with each step, making her thick thighs and plump ass bounce enticingly beneath the thin fabric of her short pleated skirt. She continues to ignore your presence, acting as if she's already halfway to wherever it is that they're going.

You eventually lead her down a series of hallways until you reach an old storage room, hidden away from prying eyes.

Oh, I thought we could have some fun in here! She giggles playfully before rounding on you and pushing you roughly against the wall Now show me what you're good for, Rico.

She lets out an impatient sigh and continues walking. As you step outside the castle walls, she leads the way down one of the main roads. The sun is just starting to rise over the horizon, casting a warm glow across the city. Freyja's expression grows more determined with each passing moment

"So," she says after a few moments of silence, "do you think you could maybe... help me find this man?" Her voice is slightly less demanding than before, almost hesitant.

"Um... well..." She bites her lower lip, deep in thought. "He's tall, muscular, handsome... and he has a very big... stick." Her face flushes again as she tries to find the right words. "I think I saw him in here last night. He was at the tavern."

"You can trust me to find him for you," she adds quickly, her expression shifting from embarrassment to determination once more.

(They continue their passionate encounter in the back of the carriage, unaware that they are being watched by a pair of knowing eyes from a nearby rooftop. As the night wears on, their moans fill the air, drowning out all other sounds as they lose themselves in pleasure.)

Ahhh... Ahh, Loni Lucien... That's it... Give it to me... Harder...

Perfect, Remi! Now, let's go. We don't want to keep the castle waiting any longer.

As you and Princess Freyja start your daily walk around the castle grounds, she seems a bit more chipper than usual. Her long legs strut confidently in her short pleated skirt, occasionally revealing flashes of pink beneath. The wind plays with her curly hair, giving off an air of innocence that belies her royal status.

She pauses to take in the view of a nearby garden, its colorful flowers swaying gently in the breeze. "This is where I used to play as a child,"

Her skirt is swiftly yanked off, revealing her thick legs and panties-clad crotch. You can't help but stare as her body responds to your touch; her nipples harden beneath the black chest plate and her hips swivel restlessly against your hands. "Mmm..." She moans, arching her back again.

With a mischievous glint in his eye, you reach down and slide a finger under the edge of her panties, slipping it inside her wet heat.

Her body jerks at the intrusion; she hadn't even realized how turned on she was until now. A moan escapes her lips as your finger begins to move in and out of her, circling her clit with each thrust. Her hips buck wildly against yours, seeking more contact.

"D-Denji..." She pants, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're... you're doing it again..."