"I don't feel that way, and it's simply impossible," the Red Star Empress replied.
"Perhaps my vision is just becoming blurry," Richard quipped, earning a playful roll of the eyes from the Empress.
He leaned in and planted a kiss on her cheek, causing the woman to flush crimson once more. After all, it had been seven years; she was no longer accustomed to such forwardness. Moreover, she wasn't intoxicated like the last time.
Unable to restrain himself, Richard climbed over her body and parted the slit of her gown. He knew that if he continued to tease her, she would only succumb further to her shame. As her blush deepened, Richard claimed her lips aggressively, savoring the sweetness of her saliva as it mingled with the taste of sweet tea.
His hand didn't just stop at her thigh; it slid beneath her silken underwear, reaching for her most exquisite garden.
