- the tongue

- the throat

- the head

- the stomach

- some combination of those

- other?

“Are you ready to conceive an heir? Right here on the very throne they’ll one day claim?"

A low chuckle. His fingers stretch over your lower stomach.

“There’s a good wife. My perfect Queen. Prepare to bear my dragon.”

TW: somnophilia, cockwarming

“No, you’re gonna keep it inside you the whole night. So whenever my shaft swells inside you, whenever my balls grow heavy for you, I can pump another load into your depths.

We’ll sleep and wake as one, pleasure blurring the lines between us. You’ll drift into awareness, every nerve fixed on our connection—my thickness filling you completely, like I was shaped for you alone.

My desire for you does not rest.”

Choose your date for the royal wedding by his dirty talk. You won’t know which prince you chose until the poll ends.