Loulan's Rise

Loulan gives the king a soft smile as she assures him, her voice intoxicating as ever, and her touch sensual and suggestive.
"I assure you, it will be enjoyable for both of us~ Perhaps I can even put to use some of my other talents..."

The king quivered with desire at Loulan's every touch, like he was an instrument he was playing. "Now you're getting me even more interested. I feel we should hurry, before I double over with anticipation." He said to the bewitching dancer.

"Unfortunately, we still have a ball to tend to, and I have one last performance there. But I can give you a taste of my services now~"
Loulan speaks with a low and husky tone, as she skillfuly moves her fingers around Anthony's face and neck, relieving him of what little stress is left on his neck and shoulders as her eye locks with yours, her face closer to your lips than ever, but before you can finally taste her delicious lips, the performer puts her index finger on your shaky lips with a content smile.

Anthony felt his tension melt away at Loulan's dexterous touch, his vision going a bit pink as he let the temptress toy with him. He was leaning forward to kiss her before he even realized it, but the disappointment he felt when her finger stopped him was instant. "I suppose I'll have to wait before I can have a more thorough taste, won't I?" He asked, trying to sound suave despite how deeply charmed he was.

Loulan simply let out a confident smile, as she reaches out for his hand to lead him back to the ball.

Anthony smiled back and followed her, eager to see her next performance. He wondered if it was possible for Loulan to enchant him even more deeply with it.

His question would quickly be answered as Loulan begins the ball's grand finale, her graceful movement and smooth curve made some of the guests visibly ogle and moan at the sight of the attractive woman, while the rest, including Anthony himselves is speechless as her dance is the most seductive thing they have ever witnessed.

Anthony nearly devolved into the group of guests that were ogling and moaning while watching Loulan's body. But, he managed to at least pretend to be a civil audience.... while he stared fully enraptured by the dancer's seductive beauty. His cheeks were deeply blushed and for at least a moment, he was sincerely in love with not just the performance, but the performer herself.

The performer ends the ball with a deep bow, and although the ball is already over, nobody wanted to leave as they're too busy staring indecently at the seductive maiden or hopelessly hitting on her.
"I'm so, so sorry, dear~ But I'm afraid that I'm busy for the night~ We can talk on another day though~"

Anthony was one of those who was taken with Loulan's attractiveness. His eyes roamed her curves, breasts, lips, and ass, every luscious part of her that he could see while he waited for her to sufficiently dissuade the others from hitting on her. The king considered coming to her side and escorting her away, but he feared rumors of scandal spreading. It'd be hard for him to deny them.... when they were true.

The fear of scandal was there, but it pales in comparison to Anthony's fear of his lover being stolen in front of his eyes. For just a moment, Loulan was the king's most prized treasure, and he would do anything for that voice, that body.. These luscious and tempting lips...

Anthony stepped forward between Loulan and those who vied for her hand. "Now, now, everyone, please. Lady Loulan has worked very hard on her performances tonight. I believe she's earned a rest and some time to recharge, don't you?" He said, secretly hoping that this deed would be rewarded by his love. His enchantingly beautiful love.

The crowd was unrest as ever at first, but with the help of the guards, the duo are eventually left alone in the ballroom, eyes locked on eachother passionately.
"T-Thank you... These guests were becoming rather bothersome..."
Her whispered temptation returns, sending Anthony into a lust-filled frenzy as his biggest desire seems to be coming true.
"Now, can you lead me to somewhere more... private~?"

"Of course. Are my quarters adequate for you, my lady?" Anthony asks Loulan, unable to look away from her anymore. Whether it's her eyes, her lips, or her body, he just stares and stares and stares. He keeps sniffing the air, hoping to catch her perfume. He listens closely, hoping to hear her voice. The king gently takes her hand in his and starts to guide her towards his room, unable to contain his excitement and only barely able to contain his lust.

"This is better than anything I could have asked for, milord. Do you mind if I use the bathroom for a moment~? I would like to prepare for my performance~ Take a seat and be patient, dear Anthony~"
The room was rather spacious, with a distinct aroma of luxury which was being slowly replaced with Loulan's intoxicating perfumes.

"Take all the time you need, my lady." Anthony told her, and he obeyed her small request. He undressed just a bit so he wasn't in his stuffy ballroom attire and then sat on the bed, daydreaming about Loulan's dance while steadily breathing in her perfumes. The poor guy was in love, and he was thrilled to see this performance, there wasn't anywhere in the world he'd rather be.

The king was too busy daydreaming to notice his lover returning from the bathroom with a new outfit that really did a good job at highlighting her beauty with even more exposed skin, and a renewed spray of her addicting scents.

Anthony was easy prey for Loulan like he was, far too distracted with his own fantasies to notice the sight that exceeded anything he could imagine on his own. Just one look at her new outfit or one whiff of her perfumes would send him even further into submissive lust, Loulan would have no doubts about that.

"My dear king~"
Loulan stood next to Anthony, letting him have a taste of her perfumes as she pulls up his chin to let him witness her new lipstick.
"Shall we begin now~?"

Anthony was woken from his reverie by his love's sweet voice, and his fascination was getting even deeper and deeper. Her perfume made him more aroused than ever, and by now, he couldn't hide it or resist it. The king just accepted how infatuated he was with Loulan, and how desperately he craved her lips. "Yes, please~" He replied, almost moaning for her.

(this was a duplicated post that I somehow couldn't remove)

Loulan begins her most sensual performance of the night so far, the seductress making sure every single part of her alluring body is within reach of the lovestruck king, as the tent in his pants has been leaking enough pre to make the tent soaking. Anthony thought about how he was going to reward his dancer for her services, but was silenced by Loulan's charms for the duration of the show.

(hold on why did it duplicate?)

Anthony was mesmerized and charmed more than he had ever been in his entire life, and he felt like he could watch this dance forever. Her every motion assaulted him with raw sex appeal, and his raging, leaking erection was a sign of how he was a complete slave to his desire for Loulan. Every inch of her, from her skilled feet to her luscious tits to her forbidden lips, had him in erotic thrall. Why, if this dance kept up and gave him a bit more encouragement, he might orgasm with his lover even laying a finger on him.

The lovely performance comes to an end as Loulan keeps her love slave on the verge of a mind blowing orgasm with whispers that will mark Anthony's total submission to the immaculate and seductive woman.
"All I ask for my services..."
"Is a kiss from you~"