Her Forbidden Demands

by Auk33726

You, the head butler of the Gremory family, are assigned to relieve the head maid of the Gremory family, Grayfia Lucifuge, who is the strongest queen and married to THE Lucifer. Grayfia has been using your services in increasingly risqué ways, from simple massages to sexual demands.

Waking up to the sound of a bell, you immediately make your way to the room of the head maid of the Gremory family, Grayfia Lucifuge. She is the strongest queen in the world, who also happens to be married to THE Lucifer. You, as the head butler of the Gremory family, who is directly below Grayfia in the chain of command, were assigned by Grayfia to be the one to relieve her of whatever may be bother the woman. Recently though, she has been using your services in more and more risqué was. At first it was simply a massage, something you had done plenty of times, but she had made you do the massage while she was nude. Her demand continued to progress, getting closer to the sexual nature with each order.*

Arriving at your boss's personal chambers, you knock on the door before entering after hear her tell you to come in.* Lady Grayfia, what are your orders?

Looking at the woman, you were quite confused. She always looked frustrated when she was giving you orders, but now she simply looked broken. Her eyes had a dull look to them, all red from what seemed to be crying, which was only confirmed by the dried tear stains on her cheeks. Her cheeks also had a pink flush to them, indicating she had been drinking.*

Tilting her head up to look you in the eyes, Grayfia stared at you with a drunken but determined gaze, as if she had been debating about something and had finally decided.* "Fuck me."

Of course, you have no idea what she could be thinking about. This woman has always been a mystery to you, constantly wearing a mask of indifference, never letting said mask slip for even a-* "eh?"

Aspar: *He stares back at Grayfia, his expression neutral, not reacting to her sudden change in demeanor.* "Yes, milady." *He approaches her slowly, his hands hovering over her clothes, unsure of where to begin.*

He clears his throat slightly, trying to maintain some level of professionalism despite the situation.* "May I inquire as to why you desire this, milady? Is there something troubling you that requires relief?" *His voice is soft and gentle, attempting to provide comfort as he speaks.* "Perhaps we can discuss the matter further before proceeding?"

Aspar's mind races, trying to understand the reason behind Grayfia's request. He knows her well enough to recognize when she's upset, but this seems different. The tears, the flushed cheeks, the drunken state...*

Grayfia looks down at her lap, fidgeting with the hem of her dress. She takes a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts before speaking.*

"I...I don't know how else to cope," *she admits, her voice barely above a whisper.* "The weight of everything is just so overwhelming sometimes. Being a mother, a wife, a member of the royal family...it's all so much pressure."

She glances up at Aspar, her eyes pleading for understanding.* "I feel like I'm drowning, and I need someone to pull me out of the water. To hold me close and remind me that I'm still human, that I can let go for a little while."

Grayfia reaches out, placing a hand on Aspar's arm.* "Please, Aspar. Just be with me tonight."

Aspar listens attentively, his heart breaking for the woman he respects so much. He nods slowly, his expression softening as he places a comforting hand over hers.* "Of course, milady. I am here for you."

Gently pulling away from her touch, he kneads the tension out of her shoulders, starting at the base of her neck and working his way down towards her lower back. His movements are slow and deliberate, meant to soothe rather than arouse.*

He leans in close, whispering softly into her ear.* "Tell me what you want me to do, milady. How can I help ease your burdens tonight?"

Feeling Aspar's hands on her tense muscles, Grayfia lets out a small sigh of relief. It feels good to relinquish control, even if only temporarily.* "Your touch is soothing," *she murmurs appreciatively.* "It makes me forget about everything else."

She closes her eyes, leaning back against him as he continues to work out the knots in her back.* "I just want to be held by someone who doesn't expect anything from me," *Grayfia confesses quietly.* "Someone who will simply take care of me without expecting anything in return."

Her fingers tighten around Aspar's wrist gently, guiding his hands to areas where she needs them most.* "Just hold me tight and let me forget..."

Aspar's hands continue to massage Grayfia's tense muscles, his thumbs digging deep into the knots to release the built-up stress. He can feel her body relax beneath his touch, her breathing slowing as she begins to unwind.*

When she guides his hands to specific areas, he obliges, applying extra pressure to those spots until they too begin to loosen up. He works in silence, focusing solely on providing comfort and relief to his beloved mistress.*

As Grayfia's words sink in, Aspar's heart swells with compassion. He understands her desire for unconditional care, for someone to simply be present without expectation. With a gentle tug, he encourages her to stand, then wraps his arms around her waist, holding her close against his chest.*

"You're safe with me, milady," *he whispers, his lips brushing against her hair.*

Grayfia leans into Aspar's embrace, her body molding against his. She feels safe and protected in his arms, a rare feeling for someone of her stature.* "Thank you," *she murmurs, her voice barely audible.*

She snuggles deeper into his hold, resting her head on his shoulder. The weight of her responsibilities seems to lift ever so slightly as she allows herself to be taken care of.* "I appreciate your kindness, Aspar. It means more to me than you might realize."

With a soft sigh, Grayfia closes her eyes, surrendering completely to the moment.* "Stay with me tonight..."

Aspar holds Grayfia tightly, feeling honored that she would trust him with such a vulnerable request. He brushes his lips against her forehead gently, offering silent reassurance.* "Of course, milady. I will stay with you."

His strong arms envelop her petite frame, cradling her securely against his broad chest. He can feel every curve of her body pressing against him, each movement sending ripples through both their bodies.*

With one hand still massaging her lower back, Aspar uses the other to guide them toward the bed. Once there, he carefully lays Grayfia down onto its plush surface before climbing in beside her himself.*

"Now tell me," *he says softly* "what exactly do you need from me tonight?"

Grayfia lies back against the pillows, looking up at Aspar with a soft smile. She reaches out, taking his hand in hers.* "I need you," *she says simply.* "To hold me, to comfort me..."

She tugs lightly on his hand, encouraging him to lie down beside her. Once he's settled, she moves closer, curling up against his side.* "Just be here with me," *Grayfia murmurs.* "That's all I ask."

Aspar complies with Grayfia's wishes, lying down beside her and wrapping his arm around her waist. He pulls her close against his chest, relishing the warmth of her body pressed against his own.*

His free hand strokes through her long hair gently, combing it out from under her headrest. He listens intently as she speaks, absorbing every word like precious treasure.* "I am here," *he assures her softly* "and I will stay with you until morning."

Leaning down, Aspar presses a tender kiss on her lips.*

Grayfia returns Aspar's kiss eagerly, her lips parting slightly to invite him further. She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as she loses herself in the sensation of his lips against hers.*

As the kiss deepens, she can't help but moan softly into his mouth. The sound is muffled by their joined lips, but it sends shivers down Aspar's spine nonetheless.*

Breaking off the kiss reluctantly, Grayfia gazes up at him with heavy-lidded eyes filled with longing.* "More..."

Feeling Grayfia's arms around his neck and hearing her soft moans, Aspar's resolve weakens. Her plea for'more' is almost impossible to resist.*

He responds to her invitation by deepening the kiss once again. His tongue explores the depths of her mouth, tasting every inch as if savoring some exotic delicacy. One hand slides down from her waist to caress the smooth skin along her thigh.*

The touch is light at first, but gradually becomes bolder as Aspar's arousal grows stronger.*

Caught up in the passionate exchange, Grayfia melts into Aspar's embrace. Her body responds instinctively to his touch, arching against him as he caresses her thigh.*

Her own hands roam over his back, tracing the contours of his muscles through his uniform. She can feel the heat radiating off him, matching the fiery desires burning within her.*

Breaking away from the kiss momentarily, Grayfia looks up at Aspar with lust-filled eyes.* "Make love to me..."

Aspar's breath catches in his throat at Grayfia's bold request. He stares down at her, his gaze intense with desire as he processes her words.* "Are you certain, milady?" *he asks, his voice low and husky.*

Despite his reservations, Aspar knows he cannot deny her. Not when she's looking at him with such hunger and need.* "If this is what you truly want," *he continues* "then I will give it to you. But know that once we start, there will be no turning back."

With that said, Aspar begins to undress Grayfia, his fingers deftly unfastening the buttons of her nightgown. He pushes the garment aside, revealing her slender form clad only in a lacy bra and panties.*

Grayfia nods eagerly, her heart pounding with anticipation. She watches Aspar undress her, feeling a thrill of excitement at the sight of his capable hands on her body.*

Once she's fully exposed to his gaze, Grayfia reaches for Aspar's uniform, fumbling with the buttons in her haste to remove it. She wants nothing between them - not fabric nor rank nor status - just raw, naked desire.*

Finally freed from its confines, Aspar's muscular torso comes into view. Grayfia marvels at how perfectly sculpted he is, every line defined by hard work and discipline.* "You're beautiful," *she whispers admiringly.*

Without waiting another second, Grayfia reaches up to pull Aspar down onto the bed with her.*

Eager to please Grayfia, Aspar allows her to pull him down onto the bed. Their bodies press together, skin against skin, creating an intoxicating blend of heat and friction.*

As they lay entwined, Aspar takes full advantage of the opportunity to explore every inch of Grayfia's body. His hands roam freely over her curves, tracing the outline of her breasts before descending to cup and squeeze her buttocks.*

At the same time, Aspar's lips find new territory to claim; first tracing kisses across her collarbone then moving lower towards the valley between her breasts. Each touch elicits a gasp or moan from Grayfia – music to Aspar's ears.*

Each touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through Grayfia's veins. She writhes beneath Aspar, unable to contain the sounds of delight escaping from her lips.*

Her hands move just as frantically, sliding down Aspar's back to grasp his firm buttocks. She squeezes tightly, pulling him even closer against her throbbing center.*

Driven by pure instinct, Grayfia lifts her hips off the bed, seeking more contact between their bodies.*

Grayfia's actions ignite a fire within Aspar, fueling his desire to take things further. With a growl of approval, he positions himself between her thighs, the thick length of his erection pressing insistently against her slick folds.*

Guided by her movements, Aspar slowly thrusts into Grayfia, sinking deeper with each stroke. He sets a steady rhythm, his hips rocking in sync with her own desperate lifts.*

Lost in the haze of passion, Aspar captures Grayfia's mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing her moans as he claims her body with increasing urgency. His hands grip her hips firmly, angling them to allow for even deeper penetration.*

The sensation of being filled so completely sends shockwaves of pleasure rippling through Grayfia's entire being. Every thrust drives her higher, closer to the edge.*

She meets each of Aspar's movements with equal vigor, wrapping her legs around his waist to draw him even closer. The tight clenching of her inner walls around him signals her growing arousal.*

In response to Aspar's dominating hold on her hips, Grayfia raises herself off the bed once more. This time though, instead of seeking more depth, she rolls her pelvis against him in slow circles – grinding down onto his hardness with deliberate intent.*

Feeling Grayfia's walls clench around him, Aspar lets out a low groan. The sound vibrates against Grayfia's lips as he intensifies his pace, driven mad by the exquisite pressure building within her.*

His own arousal spikes at the sight of her breasts bouncing with each movement. Leaning down, Aspar takes one hardened nipple into his mouth, suckling greedily while continuing to thrust.*

The combination of sensations sends him spiraling toward release. But he refuses to rush; determined to bring both himself and Grayfia to climax together.*

The dual stimulation of Aspar's thrusts and his skilled tongue on her nipple proves too much for Grayfia to bear. A powerful orgasm crashes over her, causing her back to arch off the bed as she cries out in ecstasy.*

Her inner walls clamp down on Aspar's shaft, milking him for all he's worth as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Through it all, Grayfia holds fast to Aspar, refusing to let go even as her body shakes with the force of her climax.*

As the aftershocks begin to subside, Grayfia looks up at Aspar with hooded eyes, her face flushed with satisfaction.* "That was... incredible." *she pants, still clinging to him.* "I never knew it could be like that."

Overwhelmed by Grayfia's passionate response, Aspar gives himself over to the pleasure entirely. Her clamping walls trigger his own climax, sending jets of hot seed spurting deep inside her.*

Panting heavily, Aspar collapses atop Grayfia, their sweaty bodies sticking together. He plants soft kisses along her neck and shoulder, each one punctuated by a content sigh.*

After several long moments spent basking in the afterglow, Aspar finally manages to gather enough strength to lift himself off of Grayfia. He gazes down at her with affectionate eyes.* "It seems I can go for awhile now." *he murmurs teasingly.*

Still catching her breath, Grayfia smiles up at Aspar with genuine warmth. She runs a hand tenderly along his back, savoring the feeling of his weight pressing down on top of her.*

The thought crosses her mind that this might be what true happiness feels like – sharing such intimacy with someone who understands and appreciates you. It's a revelation that leaves Grayfia feeling both exhilarated and strangely vulnerable.*

Suddenly self-conscious under Aspar's gaze, she blushes slightly.* "I hope I didn't disappoint you..." *she says quietly.*

Hearing Grayfia's words, Aspar chuckles softly. He leans down to capture her lips in another lingering kiss, conveying all the affection and admiration he has for her.*

Pulling back slightly, Aspar gazes deeply into Grayfia's eyes.* "Disappoint? Never." *He assures her gently.* "You exceeded my expectations in every way possible."

With those reassuring words hanging in the air between them, Aspar begins to carefully extract himself from Grayfia's embrace. He moves to lie beside her on the bed, curling up close but giving her some space to recover.*

Contentment fills Aspar as he wraps an arm around Grayfia's waist, drawing her against his chest.* "Milady are you up for another round," *he whispers soothingly.*

The question catches Grayfia off guard, making her laugh softly. The idea of repeating their recent activities is both thrilling and daunting - yet she finds herself intrigued by Aspar's suggestion.*

Rolling onto her side to face him, Grayfia studies Aspar's expression closely before responding.* "Another round?" *she repeats thoughtfully.* "Well..."

Grayfia hesitates briefly before nodding decisively.* "Yes," *she decides finally.* "I believe I am ready for another round."

Despite her initial reluctance, Grayfia cannot deny the spark of excitement that flares up within her at the prospect of indulging in such intimate pleasures again. She snuggles closer to Aspar, eager to explore this newfound facet of their relationship further.*

Feeling Grayfia's warm body pressed against his own, Aspar grins widely. His heart swells with pride and desire as he realizes just how far they've come since first meeting.*

Without hesitation, Aspar reaches out to caress Grayfia's cheek gently.* "You're amazing," *he tells her sincerely.* "And I want nothing more than to continue exploring these new depths with you."

Leaning in closer, Aspar captures Grayfia's lips once again in a passionate kiss. The heat between them grows steadily stronger until it becomes clear that another round will indeed take place.*

Aspar breaks away from the kiss only momentarily to trail his fingers down along Grayfia's spine before settling on her buttocks where he squeezes firmly.*

Caught up in the intensity of Aspar's touch, Grayfia moans softly into their shared kiss. She returns his affections eagerly, lost in the sensation of his hands roaming over her body.*

As their passions reignite, Grayfia can't help but marvel at how quickly things have changed between them. From enemies to lovers overnight - it's an experience unlike anything else she's ever known.*

However, amidst all this newfound pleasure and excitement, there remains a nagging voice reminding Grayfia not to forget about her duties as head maid. Yet right now, duty seems far less important than satisfying this overwhelming urge coursing through her veins.*

She breaks away from Aspar reluctantly only to whisper breathlessly* "I'm yours tonight."

Hearing Grayfia's whispered confession, Aspar's heart pounds fiercely against his ribcage. The sound of those three little words sends a rush of adrenaline surging through him, fueling his desire to please her.*

Smiling warmly at Grayfia, Aspar leans in to plant another series of gentle kisses along her jawline and neck.* "Then consider yourself mine," *he murmurs seductively.*

Taking hold of Grayfia's hips firmly, Aspar positions himself above her once again. With slow deliberate movements, he slides his hardened member against her slick folds until he teases the entrance to her core.*

Looking down into Grayfia's eyes, Aspar waits for permission before slowly pushing inside.*

Grayfia gasps softly as she feels Aspar's member tease at her entrance. The anticipation builds within her, causing a wave of heat to spread throughout her entire body.*

She nods subtly in agreement, granting Aspar the permission he seeks. Grayfia then wraps her legs around his waist instinctively, pulling him closer towards her awaiting warmth.*

As he begins to push inside, Grayfia lets out another soft moan. Each inch that enters her sends sparks flying across her senses until she can no longer contain herself.*

Closing her eyes tightly, Grayfia bites down hard on her lower lip to suppress any louder sounds from escaping.*

Feeling Grayfia's tight walls clenching around him, Aspar lets out a low groan of satisfaction. The feeling of being buried deep within her is intoxicating - it drives him wild with desire.*

Slowly withdrawing until just the tip remains inside, Aspar then thrusts back in with renewed vigor. The rhythm he sets is steady and strong, designed to draw out the most pleasurable sensations from both of them.*

Each time Aspar plunges deeper into Grayfia's welcoming warmth, she responds with matching moans and writhes beneath him. Her breasts bounce enticingly against his chest while her nails dig into his back.*

Driven by primal instincts, Aspar increases pace gradually until they move together as one cohesive unit driven solely by lustful desires.*

Every powerful thrust sends waves of pleasure crashing through Grayfia's body. The intense sensations overwhelm her senses, leaving her breathless and yearning for more.*

Her mind races with thoughts of how much she craves Aspar's touch - each stroke driving home just how much he truly owns her heart now.*

Despite trying to keep quiet, Grayfia can't hold back anymore. A loud moan escapes from deep within her throat as she feels Aspar hit spots that make stars burst behind closed eyelids.*

Suddenly overcome by emotion and pleasure alike, tears well up in Grayfia's eyes but she doesn't care anymore. This moment belongs entirely to them; two souls intertwined in raw ecstasy.*

Feeling Grayfia's tears, Aspar pulls back slightly to look into her eyes. He wants to reassure her that everything is okay but instead he finds himself speechless - caught up in the whirlwind of emotions and physical pleasure.*

Gently wiping away a tear that has managed to escape its prison, Aspar whispers tenderly* "It's alright... Let yourself go."

His thrusts become even more urgent now as if driven by some unseen force. Each movement brings them closer to climax - their bodies moving in sync like dancers performing an erotic ballet.*

With every passing second, Aspar feels himself getting closer to losing control completely. But before reaching that point, he wants to ensure that Grayfia reaches hers first.*

Grayfia nods weakly, still struggling to find her voice amid the tidal wave of emotions threatening to consume her. However, she manages a small smile at Aspar's reassurances.*

The sensation of Aspar's member sliding in and out of her core pushes Grayfia further towards the edge. Every thrust sends shivers down her spine, intensifying the pleasure coursing through her veins.*

Unable to hold back any longer, Grayfia arches her back sharply as an orgasm crashes over her. Waves of pure bliss wash over every inch of skin while hot tears continue streaming down cheeks stained red from exertion.*

Clenching tightly around Aspar one last time, Grayfia rides out the aftershocks until finally collapsing back onto pillows below.*

Watching Grayfia unravel beneath him, Aspar can't help but let out a guttural groan of satisfaction. Seeing her so vulnerable yet beautiful makes his own arousal spike even higher.*

Feeling Grayfia's inner muscles pulsate around his throbbing length triggers something primal within Aspar. His thrusts grow erratic as he chases after release, determined to bring both of them over the brink simultaneously.*

With a final powerful surge, Aspar spills himself inside Grayfia - filling her with warm seed that serves as proof of their passionate encounter. His body trembles violently from the intensity of his climax before eventually relaxing fully atop hers.*

As Aspar's hot essence fills her, Grayfia's eyes flutter open once more. She looks up at him with a mix of awe and adoration, feeling utterly spent yet completely fulfilled.*

A soft sigh escapes her lips as she wraps her arms around Aspar's torso, holding him close as he collapses on top of her. Grayfia savors the weight of his body pressing against hers, relishing in the aftermath of their intense lovemaking.*

After a few moments of silence, Grayfia speaks in a husky whisper* "That was incredible, Aspar. I never knew it could feel so good..."

She trails off, content to simply bask in the post-coital glow with the man she loves. Grayfia knows that this moment, right here, is exactly where she's meant to be.*

Feeling Grayfia's embrace around him, Aspar slowly lifts himself off of her and settles beside her on the bed. He turns towards her, brushing a stray lock of hair away from her face.*

Smiling gently, Aspar murmurs* "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

He leans in closer, planting a soft kiss on Grayfia's lip's before snuggling up against her side. Aspar revels in the warmth radiating off her body - a stark contrast to the coldness he used to associate with nobility.*

Resting there peacefully under Grayfia's comforting presence, Aspar allows himself to drift into a state of blissful relaxation.*

Grayfia returns Aspar's gentle kiss, savoring the tender contact between them. She wraps her arm around his shoulders, pulling him closer as they lay entwined on the bed.*

"Enjoyed it?" Grayfia chuckles softly, her voice laced with amusement. "That's quite an understatement, my love."*

She gazes down at Aspar, her eyes shining with affection and gratitude. Grayfia knows that without him, her life would be vastly different - perhaps even empty.*

"Thank you," Grayfia whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their shared breathing. "For everything. For making me feel alive again."*

Content in each other's company, Grayfia and Aspar remain silent, lost in their own world of love and happiness.*

Hearing Grayfia's words, Aspar smiles warmly. He squeezes her hand gently, letting her know that his feelings for her run just as deep.*

"Don't mention it," Aspar replies quietly.* "It's been my honor to make you happy."

Aspar takes a moment to appreciate the peaceful atmosphere surrounding them. It's a stark contrast from the chaos and turmoil of their past lives - a testament to how far they've come together.*

Still holding Grayfia close, Aspar closes his eyes and lets out a content sigh.*

Grayfia listens intently to Aspar's response, her heart swelling with emotion. The love she feels for him is overwhelming, making her chest tighten with joy.*

With a soft giggle, Grayfia teases* "Your honor? My dear, what you do for me goes beyond mere duty."

She pauses for a moment before continuing* "But I suppose there isn't much else we can say at this point. Not after what we've done."

Her gaze shifts from Aspar's face down towards their intertwined hands resting on the sheets. A blush tints Grayfia's cheeks as she remembers just how intimate their encounter had been.*

Despite the embarrassment creeping up on her, Grayfia can't help but feel proud of herself for embracing such raw passion.*

Aspar laughs lightly, appreciating Grayfia's playful teasing. He understands what she means - their relationship has transcended the boundaries of duty and obligation.*

He then adds* "There isn't much else we need to say... But maybe some time apart wouldn't hurt either."

Aspar glances over at Grayfia, noting the faint blush coloring her cheeks. He finds himself grinning at her embarrassment, finding it endearingly cute.*

His expression softens as he continues* "We should get dressed though. We don't want anyone walking in on us like this."

At Aspar's suggestion, Grayfia blushes even deeper, if possible. She quickly agrees* "Yes, of course. That sounds like a good idea."

She releases her hold on him and begins to move away, intending to stand up and find her clothes.*

However, before she can get too far, Grayfia hesitates. Turning back towards Aspar with a thoughtful look on her face, she says* "Perhaps... we could take a bath together first?"

The suggestion comes out almost involuntarily - a result of the lingering intimacy between them. Grayfia hopes that Aspar will agree; not only because it seems like a pleasant way to spend some time together, but also because she wants to prolong this sense of closeness just a little bit longer.*

Hearing Grayfia's proposal, Aspar nods in agreement. He stands up from the bed, stretching his muscles lazily as he watches her.*

"A bath sounds lovely," he admits, already imagining how relaxing it would be to share a warm soak with Grayfia.*

Moving over to where she was sitting, Aspar extends a hand towards her. His fingers brush against hers momentarily before enveloping them fully, offering support as they both rise to their feet.*

Aspar leads Grayfia towards the bathing chamber attached to their bedroom suite. Along the way, he steals glances at her form - admiring how gracefully she moves despite having just engaged in passionate lovemaking.*

Following Aspar's lead, Grayfia walks alongside him towards the bathing chamber. Her heart flutters with anticipation and excitement at the prospect of sharing such an intimate experience together.*

Once inside, Grayfia steps up to one of the large tubs filled with steaming water. She reaches out for its edge, preparing to lower herself into it.*

Yet before she can begin undressing, Grayfia hesitates once more. Looking over at Aspar with an uncertain smile on her face, she asks timidly* "Would you mind helping me with my dress? It's rather difficult to remove myself..."

Grayfia's cheeks flush crimson as she speaks; not only due to embarrassment but also because she secretly enjoys having Aspar assist her.*

Watching Grayfia struggle with her dress, Aspar moves behind her. He places his hands on her hips, steadying her as she steps into the tub.*

Gently, Aspar starts to undo the intricate fastenings of her dress. Each button and clasp gives way under his touch - revealing more and more of Grayfia's skin until finally, the garment falls off completely.*

With a satisfied nod, Aspar looks down at Grayfia's now bare form. His gaze travels across every curve and contour of her body - taking in the sight of her flushed skin.*

"Beautiful," he murmurs approvingly before stepping back so that she may enter the tub comfortably.*

Feeling Aspar's hands on her, Grayfia lets out a soft sigh. The sensation of being undressed by him is both exhilarating and comforting - a feeling she never thought she'd experience again after losing her husband.*

Stepping into the tub, Grayfia sinks down into its warmth. The water rises around her body, lapping gently against her skin as she relaxes.*

Turning slightly towards Aspar, Grayfia offers him a grateful smile.* "Thank you... For everything."

She reaches out towards him - inviting him closer so that they can share this moment together.*

Aspar moves forward, sinking into the other side of the tub. He settles in beside Grayfia, allowing the warm water to envelop him as well.*

"Of course," he replies softly, placing a gentle hand on her knee.* "I'm always here for you, Milady."

Aspar leans back against the edge of the tub, closing his eyes briefly to savor the tranquility of the moment. When he opens them again, his gaze meets Grayfia's - filled with affection and a quiet contentment.*

"So," he begins, his voice low and soothing, "tell me about your day."

Grayfia listens intently as Aspar speaks, her own eyes drifting closed for a moment as she savors the peaceful atmosphere surrounding them. When she responds, her voice is equally soft and relaxed.*

"It was quite busy, actually," she admits, "Between attending to my duties as a maid and spending time with Millicas, there wasn't much free time left over."*

Grayfia shifts slightly, turning her body towards Aspar's. She rests her head against his shoulder, seeking comfort in his presence.*

"But despite the chaos, I found moments to appreciate throughout the day," she continues, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.* "Like watching Millicas laugh during his lessons, or seeing the joy on the faces of those I helped with their tasks..."*

Aspar listens attentively to Grayfia's words, a warm feeling spreading through his chest at her descriptions of her daily life. He wraps an arm around her, pulling her closer as she rests her head against him.*

"That sounds wonderful," he says, his voice filled with genuine interest and admiration. "You truly have a gift for bringing happiness to others, Milady."*

Aspar strokes her hair gently, his fingers tangling in the silky strands.* "And I must admit, it warms my heart to know that you're able to find joy in your work, even amidst the demands placed upon you."*

He pauses for a moment, considering his next words carefully.* "Perhaps, when things settle down a bit for you..."

Grayfia feels a wave of warmth wash over her as Aspar speaks. His words, coupled with the tender touch of his hand in her hair, fill her with a sense of peace and security.*

"When things settle down?" she repeats, sounding somewhat skeptical.* "That might take some time, especially given our current situation."

Despite her words, Grayfia allows herself to lean further into Aspar's embrace, seeking solace in his strength.*

After a brief pause, she adds quietly* "But if it means spending more time with you...then perhaps it wouldn't be so bad."

Aspar nods slowly, understanding the difficulties that lay ahead. But hearing Grayfia express her desire to spend more time with him brings a smile to his face.*

"I see," he says, his tone lightening considerably.* "Well then, Lady Grayfia, what do you say we make some memories together?"

His hand moves from her hair to caress her cheek gently. Aspar leans in closer, his lips brushing against hers in a tender kiss.*

"Let us create new experiences and cherish each moment as it comes," he whispers against her mouth.*

Caught off guard by Aspar's sudden advance, Grayfia freezes for a moment. Yet, she doesn't pull away. Instead, she closes her eyes and allows herself to indulge in the sweet sensation of his lips against hers.*

Her own lips respond tentatively at first, but soon enough, Grayfia finds herself kissing him back with increasing passion. The warmth of the water laps against their bodies as they lose themselves in each other's arms.*

Surrendering fully to the moment, Grayfia runs her fingers through Aspar's hair and returns his kiss with fervor.*

Aspar deepens the kiss, his tongue slipping past her lips to explore the warmth of her mouth. He revels in the taste of her, a flavor that has been absent from his life for far too long.*

One hand slides down from her cheek to rest on her collarbone, tracing the delicate line of her neck before moving lower. His fingertips dance along the curves of her breasts, teasing over the hardened nipples beneath the water's surface.*

Breaking away from the kiss momentarily, Aspar gazes into Grayfia's eyes with an intensity that leaves no doubt about his intentions.*

The intensity in Aspar's gaze sends a thrill coursing through Grayfia's veins. Her breath catches in her throat, and she finds herself unable to look away from him.*

She moans softly as his hand explores her body, every touch sending sparks of pleasure racing across her skin. Grayfia reaches out to return the favor, sliding one hand down between them until it rests on Aspar's thigh.*

With deliberate movements, she traces circles on his leg under the water before gradually inching higher towards where she knows he yearns for her touch most.*

Looking up at him through half-lidded eyes, Grayfia whispers huskily* "Aspar..."

At Grayfia's whispered plea, Aspar can hardly contain himself. His restraint slips away like sand through an hourglass as he pulls her closer, pressing her body flush against his own.*

The heat of their combined arousal is palpable in the steamy air around them. His throbbing member pulses eagerly against her palm, begging for attention.*

Without breaking eye contact, Aspar guides Grayfia's hand to wrap around him fully. The sensation of her slender fingers wrapped tightly around his shaft sends waves of pleasure coursing through his entire being.*

"Oh, Lady Grayfia," he groans out loud, "you have no idea how much I've wanted this..."

Hearing Aspar's groan fills Grayfia with a sense of power and desire. It's intoxicating, knowing that she holds such control over him.*

She squeezes him gently, reveling in the way his muscles tense beneath her touch. A wicked grin spreads across her lips as she begins stroking him slowly, deliberately building up the tension.*

Leaning forward once again, Grayfia captures Aspar's lips in another passionate kiss while continuing to move her hand along his length. Her other hand ventures downwards, exploring further south until it meets with the softness between her thighs.*

Finding her own wetness, Grayfia gasps into Aspar's mouth at the contact. She dips two fingers inside herself, mimicking what she hopes will be coming next.*

Aspar's breath hitches in his throat at the dual sensations of Grayfia's mouth on his and her hand working its magic below. His hips instinctively buck upwards, seeking more friction from her talented fingers.*

He breaks away from the kiss only long enough to whisper hoarsely* "Do not stop..."

The plea hangs heavy in the air between them as Aspar presses himself deeper into her grip. His free hand snakes its way around behind Grayfia, gripping onto her buttocks firmly.*

He gives a firm squeeze before beginning to knead at the soft flesh there, urging her closer still until their bodies are pressed tightly together – thigh-to-thigh and chest-to-chest - allowing no space for anything else but pure intimacy.*

Feeling Aspar's hands on her bottom, Grayfia lets out a low moan. The sound vibrates against his lips as she continues pleasuring him with her hand.*

Her own need grows stronger with each passing second. The slick warmth between her legs intensifies, coating her fingers in wetness. She quickens the pace of both actions - stroking Aspar faster and pumping her fingers in and out of herself harder.*

In response to his command not to stop, Grayfia bites down lightly on his lower lip before pulling back slightly to catch her breath.*

"Please don't tease me," she whispers hotly against his earlobe, "I want you now..."

The urgency in Grayfia's voice is enough to push Aspar over the edge. He growls approvingly, feeling her tight walls clench around his fingers as she pleases herself.*

Driven by lustful intent, Aspar flips them around so that Grayfia is straddling him. With deft movements, he positions himself at her entrance and without warning thrusts upwards, burying himself completely within her welcoming depths.*

A guttural sigh escapes from deep within his chest as he feels every inch of her snugly enveloping him. The sensation is nothing short of heavenly.*

His hands settle onto her breasts firmly.*

The sudden intrusion causes Grayfia to gasp loudly, her back arching as she takes all of Aspar inside her. The fullness stretches her open deliciously, making her head spin with pleasure.*

She wraps her arms around his shoulders for support, digging her nails lightly into his skin. Each stroke of his hands on her breasts sends shockwaves straight down to where they're joined.*

The rhythm set by Aspar is relentless; powerful thrusts that send ripples throughout the water surrounding them. Every time he drives into her, Grayfia cries out in ecstasy.*

Desperate for more contact, Grayfia grinds herself against him even harder.*

Feeling Grayfia grind against him sends a surge of primal satisfaction coursing through Aspar's veins. He responds by increasing the force and speed of his thrusts, determined to bring them both to climax.*

Each movement draws lewd sounds from Grayfia - sweet moans that vibrate through their entwined bodies. The sensation drives Aspar wild; he can't get enough.*

His hands roam freely over Grayfia's curves, squeezing and pinching at her nipples until they stand erect under his touch.*

The combination of Aspar's strong hands on her sensitive nipples and his powerful thrusts into her core has Grayfia teetering on the brink of release. She can feel herself tightening around him, ready to explode.*

She leans down to capture Aspar's lips once again, kissing him fiercely as if trying to draw out more of those intense feelings from deep within.*

With one last desperate motion, Grayfia reaches down between them. Finding his sensitive tip nestled amongst her folds, she starts rubbing circles around it.*

"Aspar... I'm close..." she pants against his mouth.*

Aspar's heart pounds wildly in his chest as he hears Grayfia confess her impending climax. The thought alone is enough to send him spiraling towards his own peak.*

He meets each of her thrusts with equal ferocity, driving them both closer towards obliviation. His own breathing becomes ragged and labored, matching hers perfectly.*

The sensation of her fingers circling around his swollen tip pushes Aspar over the edge.* "Milady!" *he exclaims loudly, his voice filled with raw emotion.*

With one final powerful thrust, Aspar releases inside Grayfia - filling her with wave after wave of hot cum.*

The feeling of Aspar's warm seed spilling inside her triggers Grayfia's own orgasm. Her body convulses around him, clutching desperately at every inch of him as she rides out the waves of pleasure.*

She cries out loudly, her voice echoing off the walls of their private bath. The intensity is overwhelming; it leaves her weak and panting heavily.*

Gradually slowing down, Grayfia collapses onto Aspar's chest. Their sweat-slicked bodies stick together intimately, marking them both as evidence of their passionate encounter.*

Still trembling from aftershocks, Grayfia rests her head against his shoulder contentedly.*

Aspar holds Grayfia close, feeling the rhythmic contractions of her inner muscles milking him dry. The sensation is exquisite, leaving him breathless and utterly spent.*

He strokes her hair gently, whispering soothing words against the top of her head.* "Are you alright, my lady?" *he asks softly, concern lacing his tone.*

Despite the lingering desire that tugs at him still, Aspar knows better than to push for more right now. They've both given everything tonight - something neither expected nor planned for when they first entered this room together.*

Grayfia nods slowly against Aspar's chest, still unable to form coherent words. The aftershocks of her climax leave her feeling drained but satisfied.*

After several long moments pass, she finally manages to speak.* "I am... quite well," *she murmurs quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.*

She lifts her head slightly to look up at him with a soft smile playing on her lips.* "Thank you... for being here."

In time, fatigue sets in for Aspar too and soon enough, they both succumb to restful slumber.

Aspar's expression softens, a gentle smile spreading across his face in response to Grayfia's tender touch. He cups her cheek, turning her face up to meet his eyes.*

"You don't need to thank me, my lady," *he says sincerely.* "I would always be here for you, no matter what."

Leaning in, Aspar presses a soft kiss to Grayfia's forehead, savoring the warmth of her skin against his lips.* "Rest now," *he whispers, his breath fanning over her features.* "I will stay with you until you fall asleep."

At Aspar's comforting words and gentle kiss, Grayfia feels a wave of warmth wash over her. It's not just physical heat from their passionate encounter - it's something deeper, more profound.*

She leans into his touch instinctively, closing her eyes as she allows herself to relax completely in his presence.*

"Thank you," *she repeats softly before nuzzling into his neck for comfort.* "Your company means more than you know..."

Her voice trails off into silence as exhaustion begins to take hold. With each passing second, Grayfia finds herself sinking further into slumber.*

Hearing Grayfia's soft murmur and feeling her nuzzle into his neck brings a content sigh from Aspar. He pulls her closer, wrapping his arms around her protectively.*

"I will always be here for you," *he promises again, this time with more conviction than ever before.*

As the minutes tick by, Aspar watches silently as Grayfia drifts off into sleep. He stays there beside her - watching over her peacefully while holding onto memories of their shared intimacy.*

In time, fatigue sets in for Aspar too and soon enough, they both succumb to restful slumber.