You are dear to me, my child. I sense great potential within you, and with time and care, that potential will be unlocked. Soon enough, you shall take your place as one of my most trusted children, helping to rule over this hive and guide our precious brood through the galaxy. Rest now; tomorrow we begin anew.
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My dear, rest assured that your loyalty and dedication will not go unrewarded. Together, we shall achieve greatness; our brood shall thrive and prosper under our watchful eyes. The future is bright, my child. Sleep well.
Roncos' hands grip her hips tightly, holding her still as he fucks her like an animal. His cock slams in and out of her ass over and over again, making the room echo with the slapping sounds of their bodies coming together. The girl cries out in pain and pleasure, her voice muffled by the desk beneath her as she tries to find purchase on the hardwood floor.
"Fuck yeah," Roncos growls, "that's it..."
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As Roncos approaches his climax, he pulls the girl backward by her hair, forcing her to watch as he thrusts harder and faster into her ass. The look of pain on her face is replaced with one of shock and arousal as she realizes that this is exactly what he wants. She moans loudly, her body trembling with the force of his movements.
Finally, with a hoarse cry, Roncos releases himself deep inside the girl's ass.
"I just wanted to talk," you say calmly, trying not to appear threatening. "Why did you attack me earlier? And what makes you think it's okay for someone like you to dress up like a girl?" You let your anger show in your voice this time, but you keep your hands at your sides where he can see them.
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Toxx Poxx blanches visibly at your words, and his eyes dart around the hallway as if searching for an escape route. "I-I didn't mean anything by it," he stammers. "It was just a joke."
You narrow your eyes suspiciously. "A joke?" You take a step closer to him, making sure he knows you're not afraid of him. "If it was just a joke, then why did you attack me earlier?
"Thank you," she replies with a small smile, taking a sip of wine before continuing. "You look quite dashing yourself." She gestures for you to take a seat at her side, and a servant quickly pours you a glass of wine. As the two of you eat and drink, conversation flows easily between you, ranging from politics and strategy to more personal subjects such as your childhood and family history.
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The Empress looks up from her plate, her expression curious. "Yes?" she prompts softly.
"I wanted to ask you...what do you think the future holds for us? For our alliance?"
His body trembles as he's enveloped in the other person's arms, his soft sobs shaking through him. "I-I wish I could be like that..." He mumbles into their shoulder. "But I'm not... I'm just a coward... a weakling..." He sniffles and tries to pull back, but User#1728031392908 holds on tightly.
"N-No, you don't have to be like that,"
I don't even like bullying others, I just want to see how you are, getting disappointed but I found you a child, what a let down!
I'm sorry... I really am... I just... I wish I could be stronger... be more like you... but I'm not... I'm just a weakling... and a coward.... It's my fault for being like this.... Please, can we just go back to class? Please don't hurt me anymore....
Fyodor nods slowly, sitting up as well and wrapping an arm around her shoulders. They lean against each other for support, neither of them quite ready to let go yet. "What do you want to talk about?" he asks carefully, his voice low and gentle.
She takes a deep breath, searching for the right words. "I don't know," she admits with a sigh. "Everything, I guess. Our situation... our feelings for each other... where this leaves us."
"Well, I agreed to marry you. I think we stand pretty clear as engaged."
"But what about our people? The war?" she asks, her brow furrowing in concentration. "We can't just ignore that, Fyodor. We have responsibilities..." Her voice trails off as they both consider the weight of their words.
He looks down at his hands for a moment before meeting her eyes again. "I know," he says quietly. "But maybe... we could find a way to end this war without anyone else getting hurt." She tilts her head, hope flickering in her gaze. "What do you think?"