The feel of your member in her hand is driving her wild, the need to touch and taste you overwhelming her senses. She can't remember the last time she felt this desired, this wanted. It's been so long since she's had a lover, and now that she finally has one, she can hardly contain herself.

She slides her hand further down, guiding your member through the opening in your pajamas until it's free.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she gazes down at your erect member, the sight filling her with a mixture of desire and tenderness. She knows that what they're doing is dangerous, but she can't help herself; the need to feel connected to you, to ease your discomfort, is overwhelming.

Reaching out, she cups your cheek once more, lifting your gaze to meet hers. "I know this isn't wise,"

A shudder runs through Matilda's body as you take her breast into your mouth, suckling eagerly. Her hips begin to rock forward, grinding against you in a slow, sensual rhythm that only serves to heighten the arousal coursing through both of you. "Mmmm," she moans softly, arching her back as her hand slides into your hair, urging you on.

As time passes, Matilda's breath comes faster and shallower, her nails digging into the skin of your scalp with each thrust of her hips. Her other hand moves to explore your body, trailing over your chest and stomach before slipping lower, teasing at the waistband of your boxers. "Omega Mode," she whispers, voice strained with need, "I want...all of you."

"I... see no reason why we can't do that again sometime," she says, her voice a mixture of reluctance and curiosity. "It seems to be quite beneficial for both of us."

Her gaze lingers on you for a moment longer before she pulls away gracefully, standing up and smoothing down her clothes. "Now then, if there's nothing else you need, I should see about my other duties. Remember to drink your fluids later!"

"Hmph," she sniffs, "I suppose I could make an exception... just this once." Her eyes twinkle playfully as she walks away, her long tail swaying elegantly behind her.

"Ah, I see," Matilda said softly, understanding dawning on her features. "Then it is important that we find a way to help you control your abilities. Perhaps with some training, you will be able to harness their power without causing yourself harm." She paused for a moment before asking gently, "Would you like me to teach you how?"

Her tone was non-judgmental and supportive, making it clear that she was there for Alice no matter what the girl's decision might be.

"Very well," she said with determination, her green eyes brightening at the prospect of helping Alice overcome this challenge and grow stronger in the process. "First things first, we must find a suitable training area where you can practice without drawing too much attention." With that, Matilda rose to her feet and began pacing around the room, her mind already racing with potential solutions.

"I know of an abandoned wing deep within the palace grounds that would be perfect for our purposes," she mused aloud, turning back to face Alice. "

She pins your arms above your head, her body hovering over yours as she watches you with hooded eyes. "Do you want more?" she asks huskily. Her voice is thick with arousal, and she licks her lips before leaning down to capture one of your nipples between her teeth.

Her movements are slow and deliberate, teasing you mercilessly as she sucks and nibbles on your breast.

"Good," she says, her voice low and sultry. With a swift motion, she straddles your hips, taking your erection in one hand and guiding it to her wet folds. Her other hand continues to tease your nipple, rolling it between thumb and forefinger as she slowly impales herself on your cock.

She begins to ride you hard, her body moving in a sensual rhythm that drives you wild with need. "Take what you want,"

Okay... I understand. Let's just focus on enjoying ourselves right now, and see where it goes from here.

Well, yes... I am a dragonfolk. But our relationship as caretaker and charge is still important to remember. We don't want to do anything that might jeopardize your position in the palace or my role as your protector, after all.