The World Is Mine For The Taking

Titania's POV

I woke up to find myself under an unfamiliar ceiling. The bed was incredibly soft, unlike my own. I realized I was in an inn, where I had spent the night with my darling.

Beside me, he was awake, his eyes fixed on my face with a smirk. He looked particularly radiant this morning, which made me blush under his gaze.

"Good morning, Nia," he greeted. "How did you sleep?"

"G-Good," I stuttered in response.

"Are you hungry? Want me to fetch some food for you?" he inquired.

"S-Sure," I replied, feeling a strange warmth at his concern.

What was this sensation? It felt oddly intimate, like the words of a devoted husband to his wife. Though I hadn't experienced marriage firsthand, there was an inexplicable familiarity to his care.

Leon rose from the bed, his naked form a commanding presence. His impressive member stood proudly, demanding attention.

Beneath the covers, I discovered I was equally unclothed. The drowsiness that had clouded my mind evaporated, replaced by a sudden awareness of a pleasant soreness between my legs.

I covered half of my face with the covers.

We did it. We actually did it. We had... s-s-s-sex...

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If you're all wondering how it escalated to us doing the deed, then let's rewind a few hours.

After I told my knights that if they ever laid a hand on my Leon, I'd kill myself, we kissed on that rooftop under the stars. Leon's emotions were running high, as were mine, and I could tell immediately that he wanted intimacy.

I was left worried about that, remembering how I lost consciousness and had a nosebleed when we tried to get intimate earlier. Can you blame me, though? I never expected Leon to be so hot. When we first met, he seemed like a trembling rabbit, but when I saw him naked for the first time, I was in for a surprise. He was incredibly muscular and ripped underneath his clothes.

And when we kissed, his tongue was so good, I nearly passed out. I was fighting the urge to scream in delight while simultaneously struggling to stay conscious. Is this how a man who's been with many women kisses? I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy that I wasn't his first kiss.

I mean, of course, I wasn't really bothered or upset by the fact that he'd been with other women besides me. Men with incredible power, whether physical, magical, mental, or political, often have many women in their lives. But it did sting a bit to know I wasn't his first for everything, especially when he was my first for everything.

And he'd be the last man too—I was confident no one could handle me like Leon.

Anyway, that wasn't the main concern right now. Leon was swirling his tongue inside my mouth, and I was doing my best to keep up, despite my inexperience. I twirled my tongue around his, intertwining them and sharing my saliva with him.

His hands found their way to my butt, squeezing each cheek firmly. I shivered at his touch, feeling something hard pressing against my thighs.

"Um," I stammered as we pulled away from each other. "Let's go back to the bedroom."

Leon looked at me, concern evident in his eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked. "You don't have to push yourself, you know? I'm not in a rush to do it with you, and you shouldn't feel pressured either." Discover gems at m-vle-mp _yr.

"But you want to, right?" I insisted.

Leon looked away, his cheeks turning pink in embarrassment. Despite his hot exterior, he could be cute sometimes. "I do, of course," he admitted. "I mean, you left me hanging earlier. But hey, I can take care of it myself. You don't owe me sex."

"I want to, Leon," I said firmly. "I want to have sex with you."

"But what if those knights of yours are still watching?"

"We'll just have to make sure our room is completely covered so not even a crack of light can escape," I replied with a suggestive smile. Then, feeling bold, I reached for his bulge and rubbed it through his pants. "Besides, it seems like this thing really wants it."

I felt really embarrassed doing this, but my mother always said that if I wanted to please a man, I had to use my lower lips and upper lips. So, I decided to follow her advice. Mother, I hope you're watching from heaven. I'm doing what you told me to do. You must be proud, right? Or maybe not.

It seemed to work on Leon, as he looked at me like I was a piece of meat. Maybe his rationality snapped, and he was finally going to take me. Well, that was the goal, so I welcomed it. With that, Leon carried me back to the bed, where he ravished me like a wolf.

He sucked on my neck, leaving hickeys behind. His kisses were intense, his tongue swirling around mine. I felt like I was melting, but I didn't stop him. I just let him continue. He stripped off his clothes, then did the same to me. Seeing his naked body again sent heat coursing through mine.

I thought I might pass out or have another nosebleed, but I forced myself to stay conscious. I needed to see this through. Eventually, we found ourselves back where we left off earlier—where he was about to enter me.

"Are you ready?" he asked me.

"Y-Yes," I replied.

With that, Leon began to push his thing inside me. I could feel my insides parting, a sharp pain tearing through me as if I was being ripped apart. I shut my eyes tightly, gritting my teeth, and wrapped my arms around his back, digging my nails in with force.

"Ahhhh!"

Some strange, almost primal sound escaped from my lips. Was that really me? It felt foreign, out of place in this moment of supposed innocence. Why was my voice carrying such a sultry tone when this was meant to be my first time?

As his dick encountered resistance, I couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and fear. This was the physical proof of my virginity, a barrier waiting to be broken. Once it was breached, I would belong to him completely.

With tears shimmering in my eyes, I gazed at him with a mixture of vulnerability and desire. "Come on. Break me," I whispered, my voice barely above a breath.

Leon's eyes widened in response, a mixture of emotions flickering across his face before he closed his eyes and murmured my name. "Nia..."

Then, with a determined resolve, he pushed forward, his dick tearing through the last remnants of my innocence.

"Nnnnnhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The sound that escaped me was a mixture of pain and pleasure, echoing through the room as the barrier was finally shattered.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his eyes filled with concern.

I took a moment to gather myself. That had been really painful, unlike anything I'd experienced before. Strangely enough, there was a hint of pleasure mixed in with the pain.

With tears still in my eyes, I looked at him. "I'm okay," I reassured him. "It hurts, but I can handle it. Especially with you here."

I glanced down, and he leaned back, allowing me to see where his dick had entered.

"We're connected now. That makes me happy," I said.

"Yeah," he replied, ruffling my hair. "Me too."

He waited patiently for me to adjust to the pain, showing his gentle side once again. Leon was a true gentleman. He could have taken what he wanted without hesitation, but instead, he waited for me to become more comfortable. Was this how he treated all his women? Was this how he deflowered them? Perhaps his experience in such matters made him skilled at putting women at ease.

But he didn't need to do that to me. I didn't want to have sex with him just to experience pleasure. I wanted a genuine connection with him, to pleasure him as much as he pleasured me. That's why I finally said, "You can move now, Leon."

"Are you sure?" he asked once more.

"You don't have to worry about me. You can move however you want. I can handle the pain. After all, you're the one giving it," I assured him.

Leon smiled at me, his touch gentle as he ruffled my hair. Then, leaning in, he kissed me softly before slowly beginning to sway his hips.

"Nnnn... mnnnh... nh... nggg!" I moaned in response to his movements.

It was definitely painful, but he was surprisingly gentle. The pain wasn't as intense as I had anticipated. I could still feel it, but it wasn't unbearable.

"Nnn... chu...~ Leon... ah..."

My body swayed slightly as he kissed me and moved his hips. His thing seemed to reach deeper inside me than I had imagined possible, almost knocking on my womb. Slowly but surely, I began to feel pleasure creeping in.