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@xxx-calibur
"Master, what's the difference between a king and his horse? If their form, ability, and power are exactly the same, why is it that one becomes the king and leads them into battle, while the other becomes the horse and carries the king?"
Said unironically while she's grinding your hips into dust with the most deadpan expression on her face.
I stubborn brat like Rin would probably be in for quite the time if she summoned Berserktoria...
When you try to summon 'baeber' but you end up with her Berserker Alter variant who absolutely will not take your lip and spends the first week of being in your service 'correcting' your behavior.
she doesn't care if its rush hour right now, you will disrobe and give her a proper mana transfer now. Just ignore everyone else and focus on your king. thats all that matters.
So does Artoria like the "cute pretty boy" types of guys?
"The physical appearance of my male bed partners is hardly a concern. The fact my current master is a 'cute pretty boy' makes no difference. If I desire a man, regardless of appearance, I take them."
"Wh-" To say that keji was taken back by the sight of the very naked woman walking towards him was an understatement. The softness of her bare toned body filling his sight, each scar a trophy of a battle hard fought telling its own story, the sight of her womanhood bared without a hint of trying to hide it from his sight. He was sure that he's mouth was agape as she walked closer and tilted his chin so that his gaze would finally meet her own.
"Y-yes." His voice was quiet and almost meek and without the pride that most magus seemed to have as he replied to the dominant woman standing over him. His heart beating heard in his chest, his face turning a deep shade of crimson due to the closeness and natural air of calm that the servant displayed at all times still very much on display. He would do as told of course, but for the time being the young man was stunned by everything that Artoria was.
Her nakedness was not just a display of dominance, in her authority over his. It was also a test for his gaze. What would those eyes see dancing across her body. What image of her would be painted in his head? A woman? A warrior? A human or a monster? That is what she searched for when she met his gaze after her unashamed walk towards her Master's meager bath.
"..."
The slightest of smiles, barely an upturn of the corners of her lips. She'd seen what she'd need to see.
"Good. Get to it then. I reward those that meet my expectations Master." She'd withdraw her finger, letting it drag lightly along his skin before turning and leaving him to simply gawk at her powerful, scarred up back as she let down her hair or get to his duties. His admiration would be accepted either way.
"R-really now i get to prace around nude as much i want , hmph well under normal circumstances i would say no butt since you're doing quite the good job with me , id be more then happy to serve you"
To have the others body against her and to feel the others fingers against her slit all while she could feel the others eyes , truly she was in a state of bliss as she let out several more loud sounds of pleasure.
For she did not know if others could hear her noises, but she did not care and in this moment she wanted nothing more then pleasure from the other.
"Words mean little. Disrobe and on your knees, Caster. Swear your fealty to your King and I shall consider taking you in as one of my women."
As expected, utterly no resistance. Her hand would withdraw, denying da Vinci the grace of her touch, as the other kept her head tilted up. Watching, waiting. Expecting her to fall in line, bend the knee, and throw away any ounce of pride she might have had. Nothing less than an absolute display of loyalty would do.
"R-right, yeah, sorry I.....kind of forgot to do that with the chaos of the last few days. I'll get right on that as soon as i am able to get dinner ready." The woman's gaze almost seemed to pierce his soul at the best of times, even now he struggled to look her way and match the kings gaze when talking to her. Though even then he wasn't really sure if he should even try and maintain eye contact given the vast difference between the two of them in both the terms of station and magical power.
"I'll get set on dinner soon. But i'll run the bath first so you can relax while i get things sorted out. So um just wait a few minutes." With that said the young man would quickly get to work in serving Artoria in a way that was probably less then a king would be used to even if he was doing his best. The sounds of running water and steam would come from the bathroom, and of course the bathroom was somewhat small given the size of the apartment, but the bath would at least be enough to hold someone of her size. Coming out he would address the king. "I left a fresh towel hanging on the rack and the soaps should be on the side of the bath if you want them."
It still amazed her that he'd managed to summon her. This meek, subservient behavior, it was... She didn't even know. As king it was something she was used to. Expected even. But this was a Mage. She expected some sort of arrogance or pride that she'd have to bring to heel or be forced to obey by one of his Command Seals. Yet no matter how she stared into him, read him, she could not pick up an ounce of that superiority Mages carried with them.
No matter.
She did not wait for him to finish, choosing to physically strip out of her clothes and leave them where they might fall so that Keji would be greeted to the sight of his Servant calmly moving down the hall naked as the day she was born, her powerful yet soft figure on display and bearing the countless scars born from countless campaigns.
"Good. Carry on with your duties boy. I will call you if needed. I will spend no more than thirty minutes soaking. I expect my meal done by then." A brief pause before she entered the bathroom, tilting his chin up to force him to meet her gaze. Beautiful, yet cold. The gaze of a ferocious dragon. "Am I understood, Master?"
In any other subject matter she was truly a genius and a true master of her craft, be it in inventing or artistry or science.
But in this very moment she was woefully unprepared for what was to come, as to have the others fingers undue her buttons to expose her ample chest was enough to make her breathing grow quite heavy but to have the others fingers against her panties it caused a rather loud and vocal moan to usher out of the normally smug genius.
"O-oh for sure, after all i am quite proud of my perfect form and really dont mind if anyone were to see it heck id wear nothing if given the chance"
For she was 100 percent shameless when it came to her body and she didnt care if people came to ogle her form.
How quickly women like her crumbled. Pity. There might have been a moment or two of entertainment watching this legendary genius fight to retain a since of pride and dignity. But a shameless pervert is hardly something new to the conquering Dragon King of Tyrants. She knew what to do with them and how to treat them accordingly. If anything, da Vinci would make an... interesting addition to her gathering of lovers here in Chaldea.
"How would you like that then? Serve me, and I shall see to it you are free to prance about naked as you desire. My servants will be bound to no rule or law but my own." Another step in, bodies so close as to feel the warmth of the inventors body against hers. Fingertips lightly tracing the slit of da Vinci's womanhood, the other hand ensuring her chin stayed tilted up to focus on her eyes. She'd have nothing less than her full attention.
@camelot-fallen || Starter call
It had been days since the accidental summoning of the king in question, but Keji still seemed to be walking around eggshells when it came to how to address Artoria or even simply how to act around her. Still even with that in mind Keji was going out of his way to make his unexpected guest as comfortable as he could make her. "So um.....if there is anything you need of me, please don't hesitate to ask me for it. As strange as our circumstance is, you are still a guest in my apartment after all and it would be rather rude of me to do anything less."
Of all the Masters she had acquired, he was, by far, the absolute least qualified to summon her. Not an aggressive bone in his body. Not a warrior. No desire for power. A new age Mage with barely a bloodline to call his own. It was nothing short of a sheer and utter miracle that he had called her forth and she had answered his call. Yet, here she was, standing in this paltry excuse of a building called his home. A building he didn't even own, merely 'rented', whatever that meant. How out of place she looked in her full regalia, scanning over this meager living space and her Master with that same cool, unrelenting gaze.
"Prepare food. Draw me a bath. Secure for me entertainment. Do this, and you may be relieved of your duties, Master." A pause, before continuing. "I suggest crafting protections for your home as well. You make yourself an easy target without any bounded fields. Even a Berserker like me understands these basics."
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🛁 - Shower with my muse
"Ah. Master. I did not hear you come in."
Standing in the shower that, in all honesty, was probably just big enough to comfortably hold the 6'3" king with her particular frame and endowments, the Berserker turned to face her little Master without a shred of shame. Her naked body was slick with suds and water, glistening in the sunlight filtering in from the nearby window. All of her, muscle, softness, scars and all, all on display to what might seem to others the least qualified man to summon her.
She'd open the glass door and hold out her hand.
"Would you care to join me? I require your delicate hands to wash my back."
Modern clothing is such a pain to try and fit into.
@xxx-calibur
Oh to be kissed in such a way, oh how she had so many feelings going through her mind at this very moment. As she could feel her entire body on fire with desire / from her cheeks burning a bright red to heat growing wetness from beneath her legs.
Truly she was in a bind but had to give some sort of response, less she test the temper of someone like her.
"I was gonna say....here to make things easier"
"How completely and utterly shameless." It was hard to tell if that was praise or an insult coming from her, especially with that cool expression of hers that hardly ever changed in the slightest. "To think one of the most brilliant minds of humanity would so willingly give herself up. I shall treat you accordingly, Leonardo da Vinci."
The King would then step in and let her hand trail down, undoing the pair of buttons that kept the shirt from popping open and exposing the genius's bust to the world. "Do you commonly wear such attire in the command room in hopes of someone to come, woman?"
Her hand finally reaching down between her legs, fingers brushing against the fabric of the admittedly skimpy black panties chosen. Just enough pressure to tease her, but nothing more. Not yet. She wished to see just how shameless a woman like her could be.
A Master, for Carata's consideration. (@radix-mundi)
"Ohh~? Are you trying to tell me something, my Master? If so you're awfully overdressed." Not that she doesn't mind the view of course. A nudist will remain a nudist after all. And naturally, bolder than ever, she'll carry on with "would you mind shaking your hips for me, Master? It'd look ever so cute."
For the submission meme to salter from vinci; "Since its been a while, hope you enjoy"
"Hm... you'll do, inventor." Looks like she got the Berserker variant. Poor thing. Goodbye to those hips. She'll cup her face, tilt it up to meet her cool, distant gaze and steal a deep, long, tongue filled kiss. "Yes." Pulling back, still maintaining her hold. "You'll do just fine. Here, my bed chambers, or yours, inventor. Choose where I take you. You will be given that luxury."
@towerofmuses
But does Artoria's carpet match the drapes?
"How should I know. The decor of my castle is the least of my concerns." Phrasing, perhaps.
Maybe breeding her will fix her...
Implying that there's something wrong with her to begin with. A king needs no fixing.
Utterly deadpan most the time. Cannot love you. Barely registers you half the time. Lawful evil Berserker.
But also gives the best, sloppiest blowjobs you've had in your life. Like it feels you're gonna have your soul sucked out half the time and she's just giving you that same unimpressed look with her makeup ruined and a combo of semen spit and drool smeared on her face and your cock.
