As Titania spoke to us, seated comfortably on my lap with her small body nestled against my chest, I could tell she was at her most serious yet.

Her violet eyes held a rare gravity, her delicate butterfly wings folded neatly behind her as her voice carried the weight of ancient knowledge through the flower-scented hut.

The hanging blooms above swayed gently, casting soft colored light across her face, while cookie crumbs still clung to the corners of her mouth, still undermining the intellectual aura she tried to project.

Well, until;

"Benjamin, I’m horny from using my head too much. Let’s fuck."

Okay, before we get back to her sudden request that shocked the blushing queens out of their skin, let’s ponder this a little.

I have gotten one thing clear here; Devils are like progenitors to demons, and these "devils" are quite specific, in that they are literally only seven of them existing in Elyndor.

While the rest of their millions are tucked away in some devil dimension that’s hard to pronounce, far beyond normal reach.

And their leader is Lucifer, someone that had nearly killed THE Renard once, and apparently has a hand in Namadris’s death as well.

If Lucifer is the leader of these "deadly sins," that would mean he had a hand in King Leorin’s death too.

He starts the Celestial Wars through subtle schemes, I heard.

Which would also mean he was responsible for the death of Leodog and D’Lion, and many other historical figures I know of from stories and legends.

This person... is extremely dangerous, and I don’t know why Renard is even telling me to train because of it.

I don’t imagine any training I could get would ever make me capable of defeating Renard outright.

But these forces toy with even him?

Maybe I should train in the mystical arts of escape instead — learning to slip away, to vanish when the storm comes, rather than trying to stand against something so vast.

Cowardice? Certainly. Because I would rather die than fight a losing battle where I would die and leave my family behind...

Huh? There’s a missing link in that statement, but whatever!

As I pondered on the soft couch, my mind turning over the implications while the warm tea steam still rose from the cups on the low table, Titania had already stripped down to flowery light blue panties.

Her small breasts were poking out proudly as her nipples were already hardened into tight peaks from arousal.

The delicate fabric of her panties hugged her petite hips, the soft blue flowers on them looking almost innocent against her mischievous expression.

She immediately started to pull down my pants too, her small hands tugging with eager determination.

Her small tongue sticked out in pure mischief and delight as the hardened length of my cock sprang free, already throbbing from the way her ass had been pressing and shifting on my lap the entire time.

Yeah, her weight on my lap had been making me turned on for a while now.

I was just keeping quiet about it, trying to focus on the serious conversation.

Without even cleaning her mouth of the snack crumbs still scattered around her lips, she had started to suck my dick, leaning down with hungry focus.

Her small head bobbed slowly at first, her warm, wet mouth enveloping the head of my cock in a tight, slick heat that sent immediate sparks of pleasure shooting up my spine.

Her big violet eyes rose to meet mine as she sucked with slurpy sounds, gazing up through her silver lashes with a mix of adoration and playful lust.

While her tongue swirled around the sensitive underside, massaging the cock in tandem with the rhythmic suction of her lips.

The cookie crumbs on her mouth added a strangely erotic messiness to the act, some of them sticking to the skin as she worked.

Then she’d pull back slightly, spitting out my cock with a wet pop, only to lick the tip in slow, deliberate rhythms — her tongue flattening against the head before tracing teasing circles around the slit, collecting the bead of precum that had formed there.

Her technique had clearly improved, her tongue now more skilled and confident as it danced along every vein and ridge.

Her twin braids would shake gently with the motion of her head when she dove back down, stuffing her face with my dick again, taking more of the length into her warm throat with each eager bob.

Soft, wet sucking sounds filled the luxurious hut, mixing with the faint rustle of the hanging flowers and the quiet creak of the plush couch beneath us.

Her small hands gripped my thighs for leverage, as her fingers digged in lightly.

Then she hollowed her cheeks and sucked harder, her violet eyes never leaving mine, full of wicked delight.

"B-Benjamin, you do not mind if we join in, do you?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Hearing the feminine voice wrapped in subtle authority and hesitation, I looked toward where the queens were sitting, some feet across from me on the opposite couch.

Sakura had stripped completely naked, her pale skin glowing softly in the filtered light from the hanging flowers.

Her bright pink areola stood out prominently on her modest but perky breasts.

Her bright amber eyes were focused on me with intense hunger, her pink hair cascading loosely over one shoulder as she knelt slightly forward, one hand already trailing down her own body.

Elara, surprisingly, had joined her without protest; she had taken off her queenly Amazon robe, which was high-slit at the sides with intricate vines and thorns designing the silver fabric.

Now she was showing me a naked body I hadn’t seen in quite some time — and she was still as voluptuous as ever, with those full and heavy breasts that defied physics, and swayed gently with her breathing.

Her wide hips flared out into powerful thighs, and a toned yet curvaceous figure that hit every perfect angle.

Her raven hair framed a deeply blushing face, her silver eyes half-lidded with desire as she shifted on the couch, her brown, strong legs parting slightly to reveal the glistening wetness already forming between them.

Ahhh, Elara was one hell of a beautiful woman.

"M... Me too, Benjamin. I cannot wait to feel our bodies commune once again," her deep feminine voice added, husky and thick with need.

Titania paid them no mind at all but just continued sucking on her favorite lollipop with relentless enthusiasm.

Her head was bobbing faster now, wet slurping sounds growing louder in the intimate space.

Well, isn’t this a lovely scenario.

Titania, Elara, Sakura... all three queens I loved very much were somehow together in one place, getting along in unexpected harmony, and now willing to exist together in this shared moment of intimacy.

I smiled at them warmly and nodded, my voice coming out a little rough from the pleasure Titania was giving me.

"Sure."