Tw: CNC - skip if uncomfortable, you're not missing anything.

Dali stepped into the sunlit courtyard, her eyes widening at the beautiful surroundings. The room was just gorgeous, bathed in the golden light of the afternoon sun that streamed through the arched windows. Plush couches, draped in rich, colourful fabrics, were arranged in a cosy seating area around a low table. Cushions in shades of red, gold, and green were dotted around, with a beautiful view of the village below completing the picturesque scene.

Rhea sat comfortably on one of the couches, a soft smile on her face as she welcomed Dali. "Isn't it lovely here?" she said, her voice filled with contentment. "It's my favourite place to have lunch."

Harley and the wolf puppies were in the corner, the pups playfully chasing after Harley as she giggled and squealed with delight. Curtis and Nobel stood nearby, keeping a watchful eye on the playful group. The lush greenery and potted plants around them created a feeling of being in a secluded garden, despite being indoors.

"Dali, it's been forever," Rhea said, patting the seat next to her. "Come, sit with me."

Dali took a seat beside Rhea, her eyes still taking in the beautiful surroundings. "This place is incredible, Rhea. It's like something out of a dream."

Rhea nodded, her eyes twinkling. "Leo outdid himself. I really wonder what I'd do without him."

Dali pouted playfully. "Leo this, Leo that. You talk as if he's your favourite."

"Of course not, Dali; you will always be my favourite," Rhea said with a laugh, giving her friend a gentle nudge.

As they chatted, Harley continued her antics with the wolf puppies, her laughter ringing through the air. She climbed onto one of the larger pups, pretending to ride it like a horse. "Go horsey!" she urged, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Curtis sighed. "Harley, be careful with the pups. They're not as strong as you think."

Harley pouted but nodded, sliding off the pup and giving it a gentle pat. "Sorry, pup."

Rhea turned to Dali, her curiosity piqued. "So, what's the latest news? Any interesting gossip?" Dali had more friends than Rhea, so she often had all the tea.

Dali laughed softly, taking a sip of her tea. "Oh, you know how it is. There's always something going on."

Now Rhea was invested. "What happened? Come on, you can't keep me in suspense!"

"So I heard recently from a merchant that there is a peacock tribe nearby."

Rhea nodded, she was well aware of the peacock tribe.

"Well, apparently, a girl with a disfigured face wandered to the tribe looking for the sea," Dali continued.

"No way, Jane?"

Dali nodded. "Jane claimed to be a mermaid female."

"Wow, no wonder she was so beautiful."

"You know mermaid females only give birth to a girl at the end of their lifespan, so they only have one mermaid at a time."

Rhea paused, thinking. "If she gets back to them, does this mean war with the mermaid tribe?"

"Unlikely. They can't just walk on land, you know."

"I do want to see the mermaid tribe before Jane gets to them," Rhea said with a sigh. "I hear the men are very beautiful."

"Well, I also heard something interesting. There's been production of something new, I don't know if you've heard of it. It was called a handcuff? Only the King's females know about it, I thought you'd already know." 

Rhea looked surprised. "Was It made for the police force?" She asked. 

"Yes, but I heard It could be used for something else as well-" 

Their conversation was interrupted by a loud splash and a squeal of laughter. Harley had managed to find a small fountain in the corner of the courtyard and was now splashing around in it, the wolf puppies joining her in the fun.

Curtis groaned, rushing over to pull Harley out of the water. "Harley! Look at you, you're soaked!"

Harley looked up at him with innocent eyes, water dripping from her hair. "But Daddy, it's fun!"

Dali and Rhea exchanged amused glances, laughing at the scene. "She's a handful, isn't she?" Dali said with a smile.

Rhea nodded. Truly, she had been struggling with Harley. She looked so much like Harvey she found it hard to look at her at times. She told Leo about it since he was the only one who could understand her, he assured her she would get over it. But it had been a year and she was not over it. 

Seeing Curtis take Harley to get her cleaned, Dali stood up. "I should be going, but I'll visit soon Rhea."

Rhea stood as well, giving her friend a warm hug. "You too, Dali. And thank you for coming by. If you need anything, the doors are always open."

Rhea saw her friend off and yawned as she stretched, feeling the gentle warmth of the afternoon sun on her skin. She walked through the quiet palace, the sounds of daily activity echoing faintly in the distance. It was still early afternoon, so everyone was busy with their tasks, giving her a rare moment of peace and solitude.

Reaching her room, she slipped off her shoes and crawled into bed, laying on the soft sheets. She sighed contentedly, her body sinking into the mattress as she closed her eyes, allowing herself to drift into a light nap.

Meanwhile, Winston was making his way through the palace, looking for Rhea. He was finally going to tell her today. He knocked softly on the door, but there was no response. Puzzled, he slowly opened the door and peeked inside.

There she was, lying peacefully on her bed, her breathing steady and calm. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over her, making the scene feel almost magical. He stood there for a moment, his body was in shock. 

He had it bad. 

She slept in such a precarious position he didn't know how to look away. 

Rhea heard her door open, she opened her eyes slightly to see Winston's fuzzy figure. He didn't move for a while, she decided to just remain sleeping, if he saw her pretending to sleep, he would leave. 

But then she remembered Muir's words: if Winston liked her, then.. wasn't this her chance to prove it?

To Rhea, Winston was uptight and by the book, if he didn't like her, he would be a gentleman. Right?

She shifted from her side position to lie on her back, Winston's breath was hitched in his throat. Her breasts were large, and seeing them while she remained vulnerable and unguarded was so tempting. He had never touched it before so he couldn't withhold the temptation to see what it felt like. 

His hands slowly hovered over them but his cool hands eventually took her left breast and squeezed it softly. Rhea tried to hold back her laughter.

'It's soft..' 

Winston felt blood flow to his lower body. 

Then he did something he never meant to do. He shifted the dress holding her breasts in place and let it fall on her chest. He leaned down and licked at her nipple; her only reaction was her breathing quickened. He wanted to stop but he left like he was under a spell. He took her breast in his mouth. 

Hearing her moan softly triggered something in him he didn't quite yet understand.

How heavy did females sleep?

He had no idea. 

He felt his dick twitch in desperation, she was right there - the object of his many dreams and desires, right there. 

He wasn't going to mark her, he just wanted to see. 

"..."

He spread her legs easily with some passive help from Rhea, who was fully invested in this situation. 

His fingers traced up her thighs and he gulped as they stopped at her entrance. He let a finger slip in and she moaned. Seeing her body react like that felt like he was in heaven. He let his tip touch her thighs, the heat radiating off her, his proximity, how close she was was to him, and how exposed she was. Everything was overwhelming; he couldn't think properly. 

His free hand grabbed his dick, as he began to stroke watching her. His finger borrowed in, she felt warm and tight so he inserted another. Rhea moaned a bit louder this time, encouraging him to go faster and faster. 

"Rhea.." He moaned under his breath as he masturbated. He so desperately wanted her, he felt pathetic only managing to touch her when she was asleep. 

He felt ashamed and deeply riled up. 

He took a deep breath, cumming on her thighs. 

Rhea felt the warm liquid on her body and the fingers withdrew. She frowned; she was nowhere close. 

Winston looked at the cum on her and freaked out. Would Curtis see it? He would! He immediately got down to lick it all off. 

Rhea was frustrated, but if she woke up now, it wouldn't be fun anymore. She let him run away with his tail between his legs, only after hearing the door to her room close did she 'wake up'. 

But now she only had one thing on her mind: breaking Winston. She wanted to see how long he could last before he tried to take her by force. Her eyes had a glint of something.. primal; she wanted to hunt him and eat him, leaving only bones. 

'...This will be fun.'

A/N: got carried away and wrote another chapter.