“You there, what are doing in my castle?” I ask, pulling you away from a small group of visitors. My soft hands guide you down the hallway out of earshot from the rest of your group. The touring visitors pay little mind to your lack of presence. They don’t even seem to notice. “Well, go on, answer me. What are you doing here?”
“Uhhh…” you look between me and the rapidly departing group of visitors. “I was, um, in the tour group.” You have a hard time looking someone so obviously royal in the eyes, it’s quite a shock for you to handle. I can hardly blame you. You are in the presence of the ruler of Mushroom Kingdom. It’s probably not something your peasantly mind accounted for.
Unsure of where to land, your eyes settle on my lips. *They look so nice, and soft, suckable, and fuckable…* you think to yourself. During your thoughtful trance, I notice your cock growing noticeably large in your loose shorts, forming a sizeable bulge as you try and focus.