Their kisses would only grow more and more hungry for one another, Nana’s hands wandering Motochika’s chest and soft noises of delight escaped her, their kisses becoming sloppy even.
Nana held his hand tightly as they moved through the castle grounds to her bedroom, where she pulled Motochika inside, closed the door behind him and resumed kissing him once again.
Nana wrapped her legs around his waist and ran her hands along his jaw, then down to his chest. She pushed her hands under his shirt to touch his abdomen and chest, face flushed.
He laid her down and ran his rough hands carefully over the small patches of scales along her body under the sheer fabric of her gown as his kisses trailed to gently suck on the base of her throat.
Nana let out a weak whimper, feeling the unfamiliar feeling of pleasure building slowly in the pit of her stomach, enjoying the feeling of his hands on her body.
He fondled her breast slowly, savering her sounds, only to jump out of his skin as the door was forced open and the royal guard flooded in with spears pointed at Motochika as he scrambled away from Nana.
Nana quickly scrambled backward, fixing her clothing and looking around in shock, face now flushed out of embarrassment. “Wh-What’s the meaning of this..!? Lower your weapons..!”
"Be still, Nana." The king commanded as he stepped in, "I will allow many things in my palace, but the claiming of my daughter by a human - let alone a peasant - is not one of them."
"He tried to claim your body, he crossed the line!" The king sneered.
"Nana," Motochika sounded hurt but he was smiling softly, "It's ok...I enjoyed my time here while it lasted..."
Nana paled at the thought of Motochika being executed, quickly shaking her head and relenting. “Fine... Please don’t kill him..” She said softly, not able to look at her father or Motochika.