The Realm's Alpha

Sex Education

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Mysaria's chest rose and fell in steady, languid breaths as she leaned back against the pillows, her body still glowing with the aftermath of her orgasm. A satisfied smile played on her lips, eyes half-lidded but full of amusement as she watched Rhaenyra, who knelt between her legs, lips still glistening with Mysaria's wetness. Rhaenyra was panting, her chest heaving with both exertion and a kind of triumphant pride, having successfully made Mysaria cum for the first time.

"Well," Mysaria said with a playful smirk, reaching over to pour two cups of wine, "You've earned a reward, Princess." She handed one of the cups to Rhaenyra, watching as the younger woman hesitated for a moment before taking it, her fingers brushing against Mysaria's.

Rhaenyra took a long sip, the deep red liquid filling her senses with its rich flavor. She sighed, the taste of Mysaria still on her tongue mingling with the heady sweetness of the wine.

Mysaria took a sip of her own, savoring the taste before leaning back against the pillows again, her naked body gleaming in the dim light. "Wine is the perfect thing after sex," she said, swirling the liquid in her cup. "It relaxes the muscles, eases the tension... plus, it's just decadent enough to make the moment last a little longer."

Rhaenyra gave a small, breathless laugh, leaning back herself. "You certainly know how to enjoy yourself," she said.

Mysaria smirked, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "When you live the life I do, Princess, you learn to take pleasure where you can find it." She took another sip of wine, her gaze flicking over Rhaenyra's flushed face. "So... anyone back in the Red Keep who catches your fancy?"

Rhaenyra blinked, the question catching her off guard. She glanced down at her cup, swirling the wine idly. "I—well..." She hesitated, but something about Mysaria's easy confidence loosened her tongue. "I like someone, yes."

Mysaria raised an eyebrow, her smirk deepening. "Oh? And who might that be?"

"Alicent," Rhaenyra admitted, feeling a flush creep up her neck as she said the name. "Alicent Hightower."

Mysaria's grin widened, her interest piqued. "Alicent Hightower? The King's Hand's daughter?" She took another sip of wine, clearly entertained. "Go on, tell me more. What's she like?"

Rhaenyra bit her lip, glancing away for a moment before speaking. "She's... perfect. Beautiful, kind. We've... kissed a few times." She felt her face flush even more at the admission. "But nothing more."

Mysaria laughed softly, leaning in closer, her lips curving in a wicked smile. "You've kissed her, and you're telling me you haven't taken her to bed yet? My, my, Princess, you've been holding back."

Rhaenyra gave a small, sheepish smile, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "It's not that simple. She's—she's proper. She wouldn't—"

Mysaria waved a hand dismissively. "Proper or not, every woman has desires. The trick is to make her want it as much as you do." She set her cup of wine down and leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "If you want her in your bed, you have to be patient. Tease her. Get her thinking about you when you're not around."