Page 112 of Royal Reboot: Level up, Your Majesty!

Wet fingers slipped beneath silk, easing it down. The soft fabric traced the swell of Eydis’s hips, slid past her thighs, baring a slick trail of want.

“I need you to know I want this too. I want you. Now… touch me.”

Astra’s answering smile almost looked shy, and then shyness vanished when she caught Eydis’s mouth in an urgent, open kiss. Tongues tangled, teeth scraped. The kiss was messy, fierce, stripping them both bare.

With a twist of hips, Astra rolled Eydis onto her back; blue silk rustled beneath naked skin. She hovered above her, crimson eyes blazing in the dim light, droplets streaming through silver strands, slipping down the valley of her breasts and landing on Eydis’s ribs.

Candlelight danced over sheer lace, pale nipples pulled tight from desire. Her scent, sandalwood and raw want, wrapped them in humid heat. Eydis could only look up, heart hammering, body pinned by the staggering beauty above her.

Astra’s hand hovered, fingertips trembling as if she were the one ready to shatter. Then she cupped and pressed, maddeningly close but not quite on the ache.

A disbelieving breath left her. “You could’ve warned me.”

Eydis barely stopped herself from hiding her face. She reached up and tucked a strand of silver hair behind Astra’s ear. “About what?”

“You’re too much to take in all at once.” Astra bent down and kissed her. Her palm drifted lower, gliding over velvet-smooth skin in wide circles that slowly tightened into spirals. She kneaded with the heel of her hand until Eydis arched and loosed a sound she hadn’t meant to make.

Slow. Torturous.

Astra eased out of the kiss, eyes flicking down toward where her palm glistened. Eydis framed her face, pulling her back down, lips seeking, desperate to keep Astra from seeing just how exposed she was.

“Don’t. Look.”

“I want to…” Astra protested, “to see everything.”

“Not yet,” Eydis insisted, burying herself in Astra’s mouth again before words could turn to nerves.

So Astra obeyed in the sweetest defiance: she closed her eyes and felt instead. Her lips returned to Eydis’s with more patience this time: upper lip, lower, a lingering sweep of tongue.

From lips to throat she mapped with open-mouth kisses. She sucked, bit softly, soothed with her tongue, then let a single fingertip travel the slick seam below, too light to satisfy, precisely enough to tease.

“A-Astra.”

Astra’s own groan vibrated against Eydis’s neck. She stroked again, fingertips trembling less this time, collecting wetness, spreading it. Her sheer red lace dragged across Eydis’s bare breasts, taut nipples pressed through damp fabric, and both women gasped at the spike of sensation.

Finally, Astra found the pulsing core of heat. At Eydis’s whispered “Inside,” she gently eased one finger in. The tight stretch pulled a moan from their lips.

She paused, searching Eydis’s face. “You all right?”

Eydis’s nails dug gently into Astra’s shoulder.

“More.”

Astra withdrew almost completely, then plunged again, deeper. Her thumb found the clit and coaxed spirals of pleasure.

Stars burst behind Eydis’s eyelids. Breath came in short clouds.

The ring finger slid in beside the middle, stretching her, filling her, learning her shape and growing bolder with every thrust. Eydis could feel everything, and by the deep and dark…

She was going to fall apart.

She could feel Astra’s piercing gaze tracking every quiver of breath, every stuttered moan. Like this moment was the only thing that existed.

“You’re, gods, you’re too soft. Too hot.” Astra’s voice broke as her own hips shifted, grinding slow against Eydis’s thigh, as though her own need was unbearable.

“I didn’t know…” Her hips rocked, skin gleaming with sweat. Silver hair clung in damp strands to the rise and fall of her chest.

With another thrust, Astra groaned, her husky voice threatening to unmake Eydis. “I didn’t think it’d feel like th—”

Eydis’s hands clutched Astra’s hips. “Don’t—ah—don’t describe it,” she tried, but the rest dissolved into a whimper when Astra angled deeper and stroked the spot that turned breath into heat and thought into water.

Needing to feel her, Eydis fumbled for Astra’s bra clasp. Lace fell; warm weight spilled into waiting palms. She rolled thumbs over pale pink nipples, drawing a broken moan from Astra.

They found a shared rhythm: thumb circling, fingers thrusting; Eydis’s hands kneading, learning every slope and swell. Their skin slicked together with sweat and need.

Astra’s palm circled her clit in counter-rhythm.

Press, glide, curl, repeat.

Fire flashed up Eydis’s spine; her thighs fell wider. Everything inside her coiled tight.

Tighter.

Snapped.

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Eydis arched, cries muffled against damp shoulder, Astra’s name lost somewhere in the rush, nails scraped along her back. Eydis’s body clenched hard around Astra’s fingers, as if they were part of her now.

Aftershocks rippled. Astra slowed, kept thrusting gently until Eydis slumped, trembling, boneless.

When Eydis opened her eyes, Astra looked just as wrecked. Cheeks flushed, need still pooling dark in crimson eyes. She brushed damp hair from Eydis’s cheek and kissed her temple, lips tender, almost shy.

“I… that was... fuck.” Her gaze drifted to fingers glossed with arousal. “You should rest. Before I forget how slowly I meant to take you.”

Astra brought her fingers to her lips and tasted, almost absently. Crimson eyes fluttered half-closed, want sparking anew.

Heat surged back through Eydis. She grinned, flipped Astra onto her back; silk twisted around tangled legs. “Rest? Darling, we’ve barely started.”

“Are you sure?” Astra asked, though the flames in her gaze said…

Prove it.

Eydis took her earlobe between teeth, traced the elegant line of her throat.

“Didn’t I promise to taste you?” Eydis smiled against skin, letting the tip of her tongue feel the texture of Astra’s nipple. She pressed it lightly, then caught it gently between her teeth, pulling just enough to draw a choked moan.

Her hand dragged upward along the inside of her thigh. Close, so close.

“You’re teasing me on purpose,” Astra rasped.

“I am?” Eydis kissed her way down and paused at the arch of rib. Her hand found a breast, fingers spreading and curling, feeling Astra’s thigh tighten around her waist. “Gods, you’re perfect.”

Impossibly soft.

Soft kisses followed the sculpted lines of Astra’s abdomen until Eydis settled between toned thighs. She hooked one finger under the edge of crimson lace; knuckles grazed soaked heat, then pushed deeper.

Intentionally.

Astra shivered violently.

“Don’t tell me you’re…” Astra’s voice faltered as the flush climbed to her throat. “Are you really going to—You wouldn’t—“

“I would.”

Eydis peeled the lace down by slow degrees, eyes locked on Astra’s face. Pink heat, glistening, exposed inch by inch. When they reached ankles, she tossed them away.

The sight stopped her.

She stared just a second too long, taking it in, memorising. Want pooled heavy and deep in her belly.

“Don’t stare.” Astra’s fingers twisted into the sheets. She looked impossibly delicate in that moment, despite the power Eydis knew lived in her.

Eydis smiled softly. “I’m revering.”

Astra covered her face with a hand, groaning. She began to close her thighs, instinctive and shy, but Eydis eased them apart again. Her own lips parted, dry with want.

She wanted to get this right. Not just for Astra, but for the part of herself that had never dared to want this fully. And now, Astra, lying below her, flushed and stripped of all but that infernal choker…

Gods, she was beautiful. Beautiful in a way Eydis hadn’t braced for.

She couldn’t breathe for how much she wanted.

Wanted to be gentle.

Wanted to be rough.

Wanted to be slow and thorough and fast and relentless.

Wanted to ruin her.

Wanted to hear her name fall from Astra’s lips, over and over, like it was the only thing left to hold onto when she was being fucked to the edge of breaking.

The thought stunned her.

Eydis blinked, breath catching, pulse lurching. She cursed softly, under breath.

“Eydis…” Astra complained, rolling her hips, dragging wet heat against Eydis’s palm like a command.

And Eydis obeyed.

She lowered her mouth, drunk on the taste she hadn’t even taken yet. She kissed Astra’s inner thigh, the crease of her hip, the soft swell just shy of her center.

Again.

And again.

Tongue gliding close, then swerving away, collecting arousal without giving relief. Wetness smeared across her lips.

“Eydis,” Astra gasped. “Don’t… tease.”

Eydis grinned into her skin. “You’ve been teasing me since you opened your eyes. I’m just catching up.”

She blew a warm breath over slick flesh, earning a jerky gasp. Eydis licked a slow, firm stripe from the base to the tip.

And the first taste shattered something inside her.

It was unbearable.

It was her.

It was hers.

Eydis circled her tongue, slower, deeper, feeling every flutter of Astra’s pulse beneath. Throb after throb against her lips.

“I might’ve just found an addiction.” Eydis hummed softly, her voice muffled against feverish skin.

“Don’t—fuck, don’t speak when you’re doing… that.” Astra’s fingers laced tight in dark hair. “Please… I need—”

More.

Eydis sealed her mouth over Astra’s clit, starting with feather-soft suction that built to a deep, hungry pull. When Astra’s moans broke into ragged gasps, Eydis slid her hands beneath her, digging into the round curves of Astra’s backside, urging her closer.

She pressed the tip of her tongue just inside. Astra clenched around the intrusion. The reaction made Eydis groan; feeling Astra tighten for even that small tease was pure revelation.

Astra’s nails scraped through dark hair, and Eydis lifted her head. Chin glistening, breath unsteady, she met the smoulder in Astra’s eyes, need so bright it stunned her.

She wouldn’t keep her waiting.

Lowering again, Eydis kissed the swollen heat, letting her tongue drag across skin, flicking, tasting, mapping. A tap, a teasing swirl, her breath searing Astra’s skin.

Just as Astra’s breath caught in a shuddered moan, Eydis slipped two fingers inside. Astra took her easily, hungrily, the heat unbearable. Eydis curled her fingers, stroked just right, while her mouth sucked in time with each jolt of Astra’s hips.

Astra shattered on the third slow pull, thighs clenching around Eydis’s ears, her cries stifled by her own hands. Her body arched hard once, then again, trembling through every wave that followed.

Eydis couldn’t stop. She matched the rhythm to Astra’s need, letting instinct guide her, pleasure feeding pleasure.

All she could think was:

More.

Deeper.

Again.

Not until Astra had shattered all over her mouth, not until she stopped clenching and started begging for breath, did Eydis finally ease her hand away.

She kissed her way up fever-hot skin, pausing at the choker to place a playful lick over pounding pulse.

Astra’s eyes shone, lashes wet. “You… ruined me,” she whispered, astonished.

Eydis laughed softly, curling into her side, pressing lips to a damp shoulder while drawing the silk quilt over both trembling bodies.

“Didn’t you say you wanted this every day?”

Astra’s eyes glimmered with mischief and something deeper. She traced her thumb slowly across Eydis’s slick, parted lips, eyes never leaving hers.

“Seeing you like this…” Astra’s breath caught where their skin touched. “Every day? I’m not sure I’ll survive this.”

Eydis’s smile softened. “Then let me prove you can.”

Astra replaced her thumb with her lips, open-mouthed, tasting herself on Eydis. A low groan escaped both of them as they fell into another slow kiss, fingers idly stroking sweat-slick skin.

“Oh, I’m not backing down,” Astra murmured when they finally pulled apart, forehead resting against Eydis’s. “I just need to build up… resistance. Through repeated exposure.”

Eydis blinked.

No matter how much she gave or took, she realised, it would never be enough. She had only scratched the surface of what it meant to want someone this completely.

And when Astra’s gaze darkened again,

when the silk quilt hit the floor,

when Eydis found herself rolled beneath that ravenous mouth, thigh parted and held there by a firm grip,

when velvet tongue traced lower,

she knew.

This wasn’t the end of anything. It was the start of everything.

“Morning’s barely begun, Eydis.” Astra kissed a slow trail downward, pausing at her navel. She pulled back, gaze raking over her with heat and awe. “Am I allowed to look now?”

Eydis huffed a shaky laugh, flushed and flustered. “You already have. But go on. Burn it into memory.”

Astra’s eyes smouldered. “I already have.” She glanced back up. “And if you keep letting me look, I won’t know how to stop.”

Eydis groaned and threaded fingers through silvery hair, guiding that mouth where fire waited. “You’re absolutely insatiable.”

“Say that again,” Astra warned, “and I’ll make sure to prove just how right you are."

Eydis’s laugh cut off in a sharp gasp as Astra’s mouth found her.