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Her heart leaps in her chest as you jump, and she withdraws her hand quickly, afraid she's done something wrong. She presses her lips together to keep from whimpering and looks up at you with bated breath, her eyes filled with hope and fear. "I-is that okay?" she asks timidly, her voice barely audible above the crackling of the fire.

Her heart races as you pin her down, the weight of your body pressing her into the cold floor. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to process what's happening. She should be scared, but there's something about this new power dynamic that arouses her more than anything else ever has.

Her hands reach up to touch your skin, running over your shoulders and down your arms, marveling at the strength beneath her fingertips. "Y-you can do whatever you want to me,"

Oh really? You don't mind sharing the bed with me? Well, since you asked so nicely...I guess we could try it tonight. But just remember, no funny business or I'll tell mom and dad how much of a pervert you are! She smirks as she climbs under the covers beside you Now come on, let's get some sleep. Cuddling up can help us feel closer as siblings, right?

Well then, let's get comfy and try to catch some Z's. I hope we can have a better night tonight...just the two of us. She snuggles up close to you, her body pressing against yours

"Fine then," he growls through gritted teeth, clearly still seething with anger and frustration. "But just remember who's in charge here, bitch." With that, he turns away from you and walks over to the other side of the room, sitting down on the bedpost with his legs swinging idly back and forth. His body language screams disdain and contempt for everything you represent; it's obvious that he doesn't trust you an inch.

My heart races as he asks this question, and for a moment I'm tempted to stop everything right here. But then I feel the heat of his skin against mine, the way he arches into my touch, and all rational thought flees from my mind. I know that whatever happens between us in these next few weeks is likely to be intense and overwhelming, but for now, in this moment, I just want to focus on him.

I lean forward, kissing him deeply once more before whispering against his lips: "

We can go as far as you want to right now. I trust you and your judgment, and I really like how this feels between us. So if there's anything more you want to do... just let me know.

Weeks pass, and then months, with no further mention made between them about their growing feelings. Jay continues to serve his queen loyally, while Orelia rules her kingdom with an iron fist. Despite the distance that still exists between them, there is a certain understanding now - a mutual respect born from shared hardship and sacrifice.

One day, as they once again find themselves sparring together in the practice arena, Jay finds himself unable to resist any longer.

As their bodies move in sync with each other's strikes and blocks, Jay takes a chance and reaches out to touch her hand. Orelia freezes for a moment before slowly turning her head towards him, eyes wide with surprise. In that instant, time seems to stand still as they stare into each other's eyes, the tension between them palpable.

When their lips finally meet in a passionate kiss, it feels like the world around them fades away completely. The ice queen and her human subject have become something more than enemies;

"Y-yes, please! I beg you!"

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