"That's playing dirty." She exclaims, before executing the spin, her skirt flying upwards as she moves.
"What, not in touch with your sensitive side?" Ellie teases her friend, but she knows when to drop the subject. More interesting is this new...
"Oh, every way I can." He grins, removing his shirt to expose a scarred torso covered in military tattoos. "But I think I'll start with this mouth...
"N-Nude?" Sitra coughs awkwardly, her spin ruined. "Er, um, no." She shakes her head, flushed.
The man grins as he enters her room, licking his lips lasciviously. "Mmm, I knew they'd look better on you, mistress." He walks towards her, grin...
Sitra stands, nodding. Without a partner, her self consciousness returns, making her sway awkwardly at first. After a while, though, she finds her...
There are sadly no more sources of potent energy, but the planet is rich in metal and mineral deposits, with multiple inactive mines capable of...
"I wouldn't mind a repeat." She stands. "But I'd rather get started now."
"I'll be there." He grins. Back in the tower, Vizelle isn't able to increase her control over the planet, but she manages to become more familiar...
"I-um..." He nods. "You're a very beautiful woman. I'd be happy to 'worship' with you." He moves closer to her.
Sitra chuckles, crossing her legs in her seat and taking a sip. "Careful, you're almost convincing me not to. Now, I'm watching."
Sitra chuckles. "I'll make sure to pay apt attention."
The grizzled veteran grins widely, taking the undergarment. "Thanks, mistress, but I doubt they're my size. Wouldn't it be better if there was...
At the sight of the reward, the men resume their matches, drastically increasing in vigor and brutality. Finally, two of the marines stand as the...
Sitra smirks slyly. "Oh, so I get to sit down and watch you dance for me? What a treat."
"Relief?" The man raises his eyebrows. "Do you mean...?"
Vizelle finds the two groups of military men squaring off in an impromptu fist fighting match, making a circle as pair after pair of marine and...
"What can I say? You make me feel comfortable." She smiles. "Yeah, maybe we try some other dances, whatever you suggest."
"I-fascinating..." The prospect seems to have aroused Natasi's scientific mind, at least a little more than it scares her.
The admiral gives a nod. "It's worrying that a mere prince could amass such power."
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