Empress [2]

"Whatever, let's just end this here and pretend it never happened. Get up off the floor so we can start talking about important matters."

Damien held his hand out to the Beast Empress, who stared at it in suspicion. Moments later, she furiously shook her head.

"Do you think I'm in any state to walk at the moment? If you didn't know, you cut this Empress off at the edge of a climax, and my legs no longer wish to listen to my commands."

Damien sighed in exasperation. "Then, what do you want me to do?"

"Carry me!"

The Beast Empress' response was instant. Her eyes gleamed with a child-like enthusiasm. Damien rubbed his forehead, not sure about what to do in this situation.

'If I indulge her, things are bound to become more troublesome in the future. Yet, if I don't carry her, I'll never get my work done.'

Realizing that he didn't have another choice, Damien turned around and squatted. "Get on my back. This is the most I'll do for you."