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He knew she was strong, don't get him wrong, he had his expectations when he heard who he was going to be serving, but lord have mercy on his poor soul that woman is a giant. She stood over him when she first steps up into that aircraft, it took everything in him to keep his knees from buckling under him and making him fall, he didn’t want to make a mess of himself after the first second of meeting her so instead of saying anything he let her touch his cheek with her big warm hands that covered the surface of his cheek and the side of his neck, he leaned into the softness of her touch and closed his eyes half way before turning to lead her inside, her hand left his cheek to trail ghost touches on his back as she followed him inside.
She always had a thing for skinny submissive and pretty boys, and right now, he already met those expectations, she wanted to test his obedience, see him break and fall right into her arms and beg her to do it again.
They walked into this vast room with chairs, sofas, the main window of the ship, and a light beam shooting from the window through the thick curtains and falling on the sofa that is facing it. The noxian warrior removed the cape held by the fur on her shoulder and placed it carelessly on the back of said sofa before sitting and spreading her legs comfortably, she rolled her neck until she heard a crack before remembering that she was not alone, she smiled softly before looking in the direction of the poor lad who was just standing there patiently for her.
She made a small hum of acknowledgement before inviting him to sit in the small space next to her. Without speaking and at the slight glance from her, he moved gracefully to slide in that space, he clasped his hands gently on his lap and leaned both his legs to the side to look up at her, she chuckled deeply in her throat before laying her arm around him and dragging him flush against her side, he moved his hands to rest his hands on her stomach with the way she moved him.
"you're a pretty one, aren't you?”
She leaned down to kiss him softly on the lips tasting them on her way to break the kiss, then she went back in for a deeper kiss nothing like the first one, this one left him blushing and panting, she leaned her head back to watch his face with a smirk tugging her lips.
He moved his fingers to fiddle with the strap across her chest, she kissed like a madman, it was hungry and fierce and he wished more clients were like her, he rarely gets so worked up after one kiss but this one is different.
He looked up suddenly, and stared into her eyes like an innocent little boy and asked in a hushed tone "would you like some wine, Miss?" And that amused her greatly for some reason, she nods and relaxed her hold on him so he could get up.
He walked a small 3 steps before standing in front of a cabinet, he started rummaging through its content and pulled a glass of wine and a goblet of wine, he spun on his heel and came face to face with Ambessa Medarda checking his legs out with an almost pleased on her face, a look that says aaaa I have taste, that made him smile and pour the wine into the glass before putting the goblet on the coffee table by the side of the couch.
He took long slow steps, the dance of seduction coming to him as second nature, he wished he could do more, but for now this will suffice. When he finally came close enough, he slowly slid down to his knees, holding the glass adorned with gold like an offering, he lowered his gaze while offering it to the older woman.
A strong hand came to rest upon both of his to take the glass as he looked up with his brown ocean of eyes to stare adoringly at her as she took a generous sip, he watched her throat work to swallow it down and his mouth watered.
"You love it don't you darling?" Was slurred with the wine, it sounded deep and it travelled through his core, he tried to bit back the whimper that tore through him but she sensed it and she laughed downing the rest of her wine and putting the glass to the side.
“Come here little one” is it the mommy issues talking or did he just get wet? oh well. He crawled on top of her and sat obediently on her lap.
He craved the power emitting from her very being, he absorbed it hungrily and only wished for more, at this point he would let her do the unspeakable to him and hope he could thank her properly for it.
Both her hands came to knock off the jacket from his shoulders and watched it fall to the ground knowing that was going to be the fate of the rest of his clothes.
A shudder came over him as he felt her warm hands back on him, this time exploring his neck and exposed chest before she looked at him straight in the eyes and muttered into his ears “get undressed for me. Show me everything"
He hopped off impatiently and started unbuttoning his blouse letting it fall to the floor before he stepped out his shoes and opened the first button of his tight trousers all the while maintaining eye contact with the warlord.
Once everything was off, he looked at her with a small tilt to his head, hands clasped at the small of his back, she had a smirk playing on her lips. Legs spread, she mentioned for him to come closer, letting him sit on one of her muscular thighs. She started playing with the necklace around his neck knowing that it was there to command attention to his neck and how delicate it look.
She let her hands wander once more, this time her fingers travelled from his thick luscious lips to the hollow between his collar bones, leaving goosebumps on his neck, she kept wandering down to his stomach, ignoring his half-erected cock in favor of his creamy thighs. She pinched the inside of his thighs and he let out a half a sigh half a moan and let his legs fall loose.
Apparently, she liked that reaction, she hummed and said “how are you with pain my boy?”
“I would be grateful and take anything you give me Miss." He smiled and his bangs fell over his eyes a bit as he peaked through them at her.
Apparently, she liked that as well.
“You are proving to be a remarkable pet; I wonder how long you're going to last” lord have murthy
She kissed him deeply then, surprising him for a second before he melted into her arms and climbed up further on her lap getting comfortable as her hand closed loosely on his neck, the gesture went straight down, making him impossibly hard even though she barely touched him.
She broke the kiss only to nibble as his bottom lip, biting down only to make him feel it a little bit before releasing him from her kiss. His eyes were glossed over from pleasure, his lips red and covered with their shared spit.
She looked pleased.
She reached somewhere and pulled a red band, it wasn’t too thick or too small, almost elegant looking, she tied it around his neck.
“There." She said as she finished tying it up. “Now you look like a true pet”.
He smiled happily and said with a bow of his head “Thank you Mistress, you are the most generous.”
She hummed before leaning back from him, “get me more of that wine”
He nodded once before getting up to pour more into the glass, unbothered by his state of undress.
Once Medarda had her wine secure she pulled him into her lap again this time mindlessly playing with his hair, she let her hand fall to his lap, he grabbed it gently and started rubbing gentle circles into her palm with both of his hands, his mind was at peace for the most part and he didn’t think about much right now but doing anything he can to continue pleasing her in any way shape or form.
Ambessa Medarda was known to some people as cruel, some people as fair, but saw herself as neither, she likes to believe that she is making the decisions that need to be made, that doesn’t necessary turn her violent, but if that’s what it takes then be it.
But the way she likes to be in private is mixed, she can already fight and be as harsh as possible in times of war and other occasions, she proved her dominance a long time ago, she doesn’t need to do it every time now. But inside the bedroom or behind closed doors she likes the dominant part of her to be unspoken but sensed, unsaid but felt.
As the young brunette brought her hand up from his lap to flutter gentle kisses on the expanse of skin with closed eyes and a clear mind, deep in his own state, she knew that he felt it.