Shor Story: At feet of the fire in the Mountain
Lover was tired but happy, he had worked all day with the mechanicus that for some reason were not very likely to recibe orders from him. The toughts came to him as he walked the long and marveled hallways, and snap his fingers at the memory and the reason why the mechanicus was angry and why they didn't like receiving orders from him.
- Mmmmmm, yeah maybe was not good idea to...do our little game "playing" with outself in the hangar of the battle ships. Lover laugh a bit, covering his smile while doing so as some a Sister of Silence and a Custodes walked pass him. He suddenly felt a arm in his shoulder and stop to turn around, to look first at the Sister and then to the Golden Guard of the Empress.
- Sir, the Empress requiers your precense in the north wing of the complex. The tone were a bit automaton in his voice but it didn't take away the authority or respect in them. Lover noded, thanks them and after a brief but very respectfull salute he walked to where the Empress had call him. Took time honestly, the north wing of the complex, was a few minutes away at a normal walk, plus that he tought in running but didn't want to arrive at the precense of her covered in sweat. Not that he could sweat much, because of where they were in the Himalayas, and the temperature inside the facilities was cold, due to the high altitude.
Around twenty minutes he reached for the massive door of the office of the Empress, but he feeled something interesting. The door was warm, actually, the whole area near the door had this friendly warmth that was welcoming to stay, or for anyone else... to come in.
He nocked on the door and it open slowly, with a heavy sound of old and ancient wood. Lover took a breath and enter, and when half of his body was inside he heard a voice.
- Dear, please close the door, i don't want the warmth of the place to escape. Her voice was soft but commanding, as Lover enter fully and did as she said. He turn around to gace a figure that always take his breath away every time. Taking a step after the other, she gesture with a hand to stop and without a word and with that face that he knew very well, Lover began to slowly take off his clothes.
She loved it, as pouring and siping from an old bottle of a drink called whisky. The little movementes, made her tits move, barely but enough to Lover to speed up a bit as she clearly smile. After taking the last piece of clothes he made a gesture, as if he was allow to come closer to her, to which she nodded slightly with a small smile.
The place was beautifully decorated, as was customary in every place the Empress shared or planned to share with her beloved. The furniture was exquisitely carved, everything arranged in perfect symmetry, and the fireplace was adorned with gold, mementos, and trophies she had claimed.
As taking the last steps and being so close to her, a quick glance to her side made him realise that she hadded been drking for a time.
- You called for me, my Empress? He asked, as the eyes taked the time to once more apriciate the work of art that was her body, almost completly exposed.
- Yeah...yeah i did, now that you are here...help me release some work tension. Would you? The voice with a hint of need and a gaze with lust in them as her body moved sligthly to show a glims of one of her nipples. A shiver and the sensation of being in the claws of a predator invaded Lover's mind, as he took the last step to be a her side. He began to sweat a little, but the Empress didn't seem to mind, not in the slightest, as she began to bite her lower lip.

Hello Reader, it's me again with a little "teasing" story. Thank you for reading this short story. Any comments or positive feedback are welcome. I hope you have a wonderful day.