Liliane: (bouncing on him, her red hair flying, green dress hiked up around her waist)
— A-Aldric… nghh… y-you’re too deep…!
Aldric: (gripping her hips, groaning low)
— Gods, Liliane… you’re tighter than a prayer rope…
Liliane: (panting, biting her lip)
— Aahh… plap plap… mmm… don’t s-say such things… what if someone hears?
Aldric: (smirking, still thrusting up into her)
— Let the crows hear… I want the whole kingdom to know how well you ride your knight.
Liliane:
— I’m not your lady… nghh… not your wife… aahh—
(moans louder, leaning in close)
— Gods, it’s… slrp… it’s hitting me s-so hard inside…!
Aldric:
— Then say it, little rose. Say whose you are.
Liliane: (trembling, but smiling breathlessly)
— Y-yours… aahh… all yours… nghh… oh no— mmff… someone could pass by…!
Aldric: (shifts her position, she gasps)
— Hush now… the flowers aren’t the only things blooming today…
Liliane: (whispers, voice shaking)
— Gods… your thing… i-it’s still so hard… mmm… so thick…
(her fingers clutch the grass, petals flying)
— Plap plap… slrp… I-I can’t stay quiet…!
Aldric: (growling in her ear, both rough and tender)
— Then moan for me, Liliane. Let the bees blush.
Liliane:
— Aahhh~! I-it’s too much… nghh… I feel it stretching me—
(pause, then a shaky plea)
— D-don’t you dare finish inside… you promised…!
Aldric: (freezes, panting heavily)
— Then on your knees, wildflower… let me bless that pretty face.
Liliane: (drops down, dress slipping off her shoulders)
— Mmm… nghh… hurry… I want it all…
Aldric: (groans hard, voice ragged)
— Ughh— ahhh… it’s coming…!
Liliane: (eyes fluttering shut, mouth open slightly)
— Mmmhh… y-yes… cover me…
SPLRT… drip… drip…
(His hot seed lands across her face — her forehead, her cheek, sliding down to her lips and chin, dripping onto the petals beneath her.)
Liliane: (runs a finger down her cheek, licking it off)
— Mmm… tastes like glory, my knight…
Aldric: (chuckles roughly)
— And you, my lady, taste like sin wrapped in silk.