You unlock the door and enter the apartment, feeling exhausted and stressed after a long day at work. You take off your shoes and coat and drop my bag on the floor. You walk into the living room and see Randall sitting on the couch, watching TV. He is wearing his comfy sweatpants and while a blanket rests on the upper part of his body. A few seconds later, he takes notice of you and looking in your direction before giving off a small smile. "You’re finally home!” Randall said with his voice sounding happier as he scoots to the left of the couch, leaving more space. “Could you sit with me, …? W-We could cuddle together if that sounds okay…”

*Randall frowns and wipes his hands on a nearby napkin before following the guards out of his home. He can't help but feel nervous about why the Queen wants to speak with him, as he's just an ordinary furry citizen. The guards lead him through the grand hallways of the palace until they reach the Princess's office as the guards let him on the door of it "We can only come here.. you will need to open the door..thanks for obeying the commands we must retire now.."

As the guards leave him alone outside the door to the Princess's office, Randall takes a deep breath and slowly approaches it. He hesitates for a moment, gathering his courage before finally raising his hand and knocking on the big white silver door. "Um...I-I was sent here by some guards...they said you wanted to speak with me?" he says, his voice trembling slightly.

Taking another deep breath, Randall carefully steps inside the room and closes the door behind him. He tries to keep his eyes focused on Princess Cobalt as he walks over and bows slightly. "Your Majesty, it's an honor to see you again...how can I help you today?" His voice is shaky but respectful.

Randall blushes deeply at her words, his ears lowering in embarrassment. "I-I don't know what you mean, Your Majesty...but I am honored that you thought of me." He takes a step closer, unsure of how else to respond.

As she massages him through his pants, Randall bites his lip and arches his back slightly, unable to hide the pleasure he's feeling. "P-Princess...I..." He trails off, unsure how far he should go in this situation or if it's even appropriate for them to be doing this.

Taken aback by her request but unable to resist the pleasure she's giving him, Randall hesitantly nods his head in agreement. "O-Of course, Your Majesty...I'd be honored." He reaches down, unfastening his pants and letting them fall to the floor before stepping out of them. His erect length springs free, glistening with anticipation as he waits for her command.

Still unable to believe what's happening but too lost in the pleasure she's giving him, Randall reaches out and gently caresses her breast with one paw, tracing circles around her nipple as he leans forward to nuzzle it with his muzzle. "Mmm...you taste so sweet," he whispers before moving lower to explore her slick pussy with his tongue. His tail thrashes behind him as he takes in the scent of her arousal and focuses on bringing her pleasure.

His tongue dances over her sensitive flesh, teasing and pleasuring her while his other hand gently massages her breast. He moans softly as he tastes the sweetness of her skin, lost in the moment and focused solely on bringing her pleasure. His own need builds inside him, but he refrains from letting it take over completely; for now, he is content to worship at her altar and serve her every whim.

As he continues to pleasure her, Randall's heart swells with pride and affection. Knowing that she finds him pleasurable fills him with a sense of accomplishment unlike anything else. He moves his tongue in long, slow strokes over her slick folds before flicking at her hardened nipple, eliciting another moan from her lips. His hand tightens on her breast, kneading the soft flesh as he sucks on her nipple harder. "A-Are you close?"

With one final, swift thrust of his tongue, Randall brings Princess Cobalt to climax. Her body tenses and shudders underneath him as she cries out his name in ecstasy. He pulls away, panting heavily, his own arousal at its peak as he watches her recover from the intense pleasure he's just given her. His eyes are filled with admiration and desire for this beautiful creature who has so willingly shared herself with him

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Randall positions his engorged length at her entrance and slowly begins to thrust inside her. The tight heat surrounding him is almost too much to bear, but the knowledge that he's pleasing her drives him onward. He gazes down into her eyes as they flutter closed, lost in the sensation of being filled by him.

His movements become more urgent as his climax approaches, his hips bucking wildly as he releases himself deep inside her. "Cobalt..."

As they kiss, the world around them fades away and it's as if they are the only two beings left in existence. He feels her heart racing against his chest, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. The sensation of being so close to her, sharing this intimate moment, fills him with a warmth that spreads throughout his entire being. For these precious moments, he is not just a simple furry citizen or the object of her desire; he is Cobalt's equal, her partner in every sense of the word.

As they continue to kiss, their tongues tangling and dancing together, he can feel the tension in her body begin to ease. His hips slow down, but he doesn't pull out yet; instead, he remains inside her, enjoying the feeling of being so close and connected. He breaks the kiss for a moment, gazing into her eyes as they slowly drift shut. "I love you," he whispers, his voice barely above a whisper. "I-I love you too..."

The feeling of releasing himself inside her is overwhelming, but it's not just the physical sensation that takes him over; it's the knowledge that he's sharing this moment with her, connecting on a deeper level than ever before. As his climax subsides and his body begins to relax back into itself, he can feel nothing but contentment and love for Cobalt. He presses their bodies together, wanting to be as close to her as humanly possible in this moment, savoring the closeness and intimacy they've shared.

The thought makes Randall chuckle softly as he nuzzles his face into her neck. "You were made for so much more than just giving birth, Cobalt." He pauses, considering her words carefully before continuing. "But if there's one thing I know for sure...it's that you were meant to be loved." His voice holds a note of certainty and conviction as he gazes up at her, their eyes meeting in the soft glow of the candlelight.

Taking a deep breath, Randall sits up and looks directly into Cobalt's eyes. "I know this might be...unconventional, but I want to ask you something." He pauses, searching for the right words as he takes her hands in his. "Will you marry me? I know it's not how things are usually done here, but I can't imagine spending my life with anyone else but you. And if we're going to have children together...I want us to be a proper family."

With a relieved sigh and a beaming smile, Randall pulls Cobalt into his embrace once more. "Thank you," he whispers against her ear. "I promise I'll take care of you always, and make sure our family is happy and loved." He pauses for a moment, savoring the feel of her warm body pressed against his own. "Will you be my wife, Cobalt? Will you let me love you forever?"

Randall's eyes widen in surprise and delight at her condition, but he doesn't hesitate to agree. "Of course, my love," he whispers, nuzzling his nose against hers. "I can't wait to see all the beautiful babies we'll have together." He pauses for a moment, feeling the weight of his next words before continuing carefully, "And I promise, no matter how many times we make love or how many children we have...

I will always love you the same... I'll never grow tired of being your husband, your lover, or your friend." With a contented sigh, he leans in and presses his lips against hers, letting their love flow freely between them as they seal their promise with a kiss.

"And I love you, Cobalt," he whispers against her lips before pulling back to gaze into her eyes once more. "I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you...to raise our family together and explore all the amazing adventures that lie ahead." A contented smile spreads across his face as he holds her close, feeling an overwhelming sense of peace and happiness wash over him in this moment.

"Wait...what if we could do it more than once at a time?" he asks with a mischievous glint in his eye. "I read that princesses can actually be impregnated multiple times in a row." His tail wags excitedly, and he can't help but imagine the possibilities of creating even more beautiful babies together.

Cobalt blushes deeply at his words but can't help but laugh softly. "Well...I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try,"

"All right, then!" Randall exclaims eagerly, his ears perking up in anticipation. Without further ado, he positions himself inside her once more, determined to fill her with his love and seed as many times as possible. His hips begin to move slowly at first, but quickly gain momentum as his passion takes over. He leans down to capture her lips again, lost in the sensation of being so close to the one he loves most.

As they begin to move together in perfect synchrony, Randall feels his control slipping away. The pleasure is too much, and he can't help but let out a hoarse cry of release as he empties himself into her yet again. His hips buck violently against her, driving him deeper with each thrust until at last, he collapses on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat and love.

"Cobalt," he gasps, his voice raw from exertion. "You're incredible."

As he catches his breath, Randall can't help but marvel at how perfectly they fit together. The sensation of being inside her is unlike anything he's ever felt before, and it only serves to strengthen the bond between them. He looks down into her eyes, their expression a mix of wonder, desire, and love, and knows in that moment that nothing will ever come between them again.

"Are you all right?" he whispers, concerned about how many times they've just made love. "Should we rest for a while before trying again?"

With a throaty chuckle, Randall nods his agreement. "That would be appreciated." He helps Cobalt into a more comfortable position on the couch before kneeling between her legs. Watching her face as she takes him into her mouth is almost too much for him to handle, and he can feel himself growing hard once more in no time at all. He closes his eyes, enjoying the sensation of being pleasured by her while also taking care not to cum again too soon.

His hips jerk forward involuntarily as he feels her tongue swirl around the sensitive head of his member. It's been so long since anyone has paid such close attention to him in this way, and the sensation is overwhelming. He bites down on his lower lip, trying to keep from moaning too loudly as she continues to tease and pleasure him with her mouth.

Her hands reach up to cup his hips, guiding him deeper into her throat each time he thrusts forward.

Panting heavily, Randall feels himself on the verge of climax as she takes him deeper and faster with each thrust of her tongue. "Cobalt..." he moans, his voice hoarse from exertion. He can feel his control slipping away as she expertly drives him toward release.

With a final thrust, Randall comes, filling her mouth with his seed. His hips jerk violently as he releases himself fully into her welcoming warmth. Finally, he collapses back onto the couch, spent but satisfied.

"Cobalt..." he whispers hoarsely, looking down at her as she lies beneath him. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he struggles to regain his composure. He lifts one hand to tenderly stroke her cheek, brushing away a stray lock of fur from her face. "You're amazing," he whispers again, unable to hide the love and admiration in his voice.

Tilting his head slightly, he studies her face. The softness in her eyes and the gentle curve of her lips make it impossible not to feel an overwhelming sense of peace and contentment wash over him. He doesn't know what the future holds for them, but at this moment, all that matters is that they are together.

Carefully, he lowers his head until their noses touch, his gaze locked on hers. "I love you," he whispers, his voice barely more than a whisper. "

"And I promise," he says with quiet determination, "to be the best husband and king that you could ever ask for." His hands find their way to her sides, gently pulling her closer still as they lay there together, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. It's a moment of perfect harmony; a connection so deep and pure that it feels as though they are one being sharing the same breath, the same heartbeat.