Chapter 926: Chapter 925 - Memories
Naeku looked at him through perplexed eyes. But after a moment, she relaxed and rolled her eyes. "Hmpf," she snorted playfully. "You make it sound so dramatic! First of all, we’ll need to see if you’re right!"
Though Erik still held on to her chin and she didn’t resist his grip, her eyes now blazed with challenge. "Second of all, I won’t deny you’ve made me crave being your obedient little bitch, but there’s no way either me or my father would let a craving like that take precedence over the welfare of our people!"
Before Erik had enough time to be proud of the fact that she said all those words without blushing, she suddenly lunged forward and kissed him passionately. Despite his surprise, Erik smiled and answered her in kind. When they separated, she grinned at him. "So long as our people are safe, what’s the harm if we serve our respective doms in bed?"
A wide smile split Erik’s face. Chuckling, he released her chin and leaned back against the tower again, glancing at her mischievously. "Just in bed, huh? I wonder what you’d do if I ordered you to jump on my dick right here, in full view of the city? We’re pretty high up, but people have good eyesight nowadays..."
Instantly, Naeku’s grin wavered. All her previous confidence melted, and an uncertain chuckle passed her lips as she looked over her shoulder at him. "H-hehe, y-you wouldn’t, though, right...?"
Erik shrugged and cocked an imperious eyebrow. "That’s not an answer, Naeku, but don’t worry, I have one for you. If I feel like showing your... natural state... to this city full of your admirers, then you’ll obey and hop on my cock like a good little princess."
His words sounded harsh, but Naeku’s body began heating up as her mind edged closer to her submissive space. A blush spread on her cheeks as she pouted and glanced down to avoid Erik’s piercing amber eyes. "Y-Yes, Sir..." she muttered softly, her voice hoarse and breathy.
The harsh frown on Erik’s brow melted, and a grin appeared. He had no doubt she’d rebel if he did anything that would bring unnecessary danger to the Enkarians, but it was clear she’d submitted to him in every other aspect.
"Good girl," he praised, causing a shiver to travel down Naeku’s spine. At the same time, he reached forward to pick her up and place her against his chest, in between his legs. Naeku didn’t resist, but her breathing sped up. She expected to feel his exposed member press against her lower back—since she still wore the skimpy outfit he’d given her, there were few obstacles between their genitals.
Yet, she quickly realised his pants were still on. Instead of impaling her, he simply started kneading her wonderful breasts from behind as he whispered playfully in her ear. "Fortunately for you, I’ve just been drained dry. If only you hadn’t granted those two their orgasms, I’d still have some gas for you. I like playing with your tits, though."
A sigh escaped her lips, filled with a confused mixture of relief and disappointment. Then she gasped a little, tensing her body as his fingers pinched her hard nipples through the extremely thin fabric of her outfit. "I-I’m glad, Sir..." she whimpered, moaning a little.
Erik grinned, and they sat there for a moment longer. Occasionally, Naeku released a soft whimper or moan as she allowed Erik to pinch and grope her body as he wished. Her hands were raised and interlocked behind Erik’s neck, giving him full access to her body.
"You know, I think I forgot to ask this last time, but I know you come here pretty often, and always in human form," he wondered aloud. "Does this not count for that tradition of yours?"
"Hehe," Naeku giggled, her voice impressively steady despite the sensations Erik inflicted on her. "T-That’s the benefit of no one knowing what I look like a-as a human. Normally, I’m just a regular girl sitting on top of a tower, assuming anyone even looks up. Though, admittedly, being a regular girl that’s getting groped by the emperor is more suspicious, hehe."
Erik chuckled, but didn’t stop. Their bond told him she wasn’t uncomfortable, only embarrassed.
Slowly, Naeku released a shuddering sigh, her eyes locked onto the cityscape. "It’s just that... when my old home still stood here, it was the only place where I could show my human form, and... this is where I feel closest to my mother."
A wry smirk spread on her lips, her eyes turning downcast. "I know that’s weird... Because I never even met her, and you’ve recreated every picture that once only existed in my memory of that place... but still..."
Sighing, Erik stopped groping her and pulled her closer. "That’s not weird, Naenae." He buried his face in the crook of her neck and kissed it. "She still lived in that place, didn’t she?"
Slowly, a smile appeared on her face. "Yeah... she did."
"Did you ever ask your father what he thought your mother would make of all this?" Erik asked, curious to learn a little more about the woman who’d given birth to his wife. "Not just the awakening, but everything that came afterwards, and the things my appearance changed."
Naeku grinned warmly, nodding. "I did. In response, he asked me if I’d ever wondered how he became so concerned with the well-being of our people, when his parents were... different kind of rulers."
Erik cocked an eyebrow. "Your mother, I guess?"
She nodded, her gaze far into the distance. "In his initial years of ruling, he ruled with the same iron fist my grandparents did, putting order above welfare. That didn’t change even after marrying my mother. Surprisingly, it was her death and my birth that changed his view."
"In other words," she shrugged, still smiling. "Her reaction to something as unbelievable as the awakening is impossible to predict, but she’d approve of his continued focus on the people’s wellbeing. And so far, your arrival only improved that."
Erik nodded, a sly grin appearing. "And what about the... corruption... I’m bringing with me?"
A blush appeared on her cheeks as she rolled her eyes. "I didn’t ask him that, idiot! And I won’t ask him, either, and neither will you! That question will forever be a mystery!"
"Hehe, who knows?" he wondered aloud. "Maybe she’d have joined Nora’s cult. Perhaps she’d have had the personality to stop your father and his other wives from falling into the clutches of my mother?"
Groaning, Naeku attempted to sink into the ground but failed miserably.
Erik chuckled, leaned back, and pulled her closer again.
They remained there for a few hours, either in silence or talking about Naeku’s past and things she’d been told about her mother.
Eventually, however, they returned to the palace. The last thing Erik wanted to do before leaving was have another look at those weapons they’d found in Maghreb.
