Julian watched her buttocks the entire time as they walked down a lobby-looking place.
'Damn, how are these things so big?' he thought.
He smiled at the thought, realizing that if Luiin was still alive, she would feel hurt and hit him by the shoulder, but alas…
He sighed and got her out of his mind, focusing on the large buttocks in front of him.
They were sleek-looking and smooth to the eyes, the edges perfectly round.
It came out like a protruding belly, large both in the vertical and horizontal sense.
Smooth?
Large?
Vertical and horizontal sense?
He could guess what awaited him.
She had shown a sign of being horny, and he didn't know why, but he was liking it already.
Being stuck in Zyros all his life, he only had Luiin, who was, well, even though he loved her more than anything, wasn't that lustrous as this.
He wouldn't belittle her though. She had a moderate butt, which, when they locked in, looked very large to him, especially when she bent down.
Hell!
There had been many large-buttocked females in Zyros, with large breasts also, but he had never bulged when he saw them, not for one getting hard.
And why?
Because he had Luiin, the love of his life. His moon and stars, the reason he breathed.
And now?
He sighed again.
It was time to move on. Looking at the large buttocks in front of him, he was feeling great guilt already. Wasn't he supposed to be mourning the death of Luiin or staying faithful even when she was dead?
He knew it wasn't possible. He was only but a being, and he was still young. In some months' time he'd be turning 21, so technically his life just began, and he wouldn't want to be like that till he died.
Still looking at the enormous buttocks in front of him, he decided he would still respect Luiin, as he was doing this whole thing for her, but why miss out on the chance to have fun?
The guards by her side soon looked backward to look at him, and Julian, a bit stunned by that, quickly looked up and tried to act like he wasn't looking at the large buttocks of their Empress.
He was hard, all right, but he had to give the Galactic Knight armour credit—it was very good at concealing.
The guards glanced at his midsection, but saw nothing. And Julian, looking at their faces, couldn't help but look at them indifferently, all while trying to hide a grin which almost curled up his mouth.
Finally, they walked past into a hall where maids were. They stood by, seemingly discussing? Julian couldn't say, but it felt more like chit-chatting than discussing.
When his eyes met theirs, he saw them biting their lips and gesturing to him towards their large breasts which were almost out from the clothes they were wearing.
They were wearing some crazy clothing that Julian hadn't seen in his life, by the way. It seemed to silhouette their figure in a contradicting way. Instead of hiding, it only hugged their 'sexy' bodies, bringing out every corner their goddamn bodies had.
Being many, Julian carefully stared at all, fantasizing an act with each even.
They stared back with even the same energy, making even more wild gestures at Julian, shaking their buttocks, the cheeks clapping with a loud rhythm as they did so.
"Quit the gestures," the Empress shouted and clapped her hands. The expression on her face inconvenient? Julian couldn't guess.
She bit her lips and said:
"Please don't make our guest feel weird, he just came here, you know."
They all bowed and looked at the Empress with sad eyes, which Julian found weird. He was even now wondering why they were there in the first place.
They continued moving, now passing the hall and entering another, Julian noting the place's decoration and design.
'Cool,' he remarked inwardly.
The Empress suddenly paused, and biting her lips (to Julian it felt like this was the one-hundredth time she was doing this), gestured for him to come closer.
"Walk beside me," she said.
Julian's heartbeat suddenly started to pound, but nonetheless, he made a move and stepped forward, standing by her side.
He looked at her from this view and—
Oh!
She looked perfect.
The other maids out there did not even come close to how she looked. The shape of her waist, the mountain-like size of her breasts—it sent shivers down his spine. He had to stare forward so as not to melt just by looking at her.
"Sorry for their behavior," she said. "We, the females on this planet, find it hard to control our horny nature. It's very hard, you know. Runs deep in our blood."
Julian smiled and decided to crack a joke.
"Seems you're holding it well," he said, and that made the Empress laugh. The once-serious guards couldn't help but laugh also.
Julian suddenly grimaced. The Empress laughing sounded like she was moaning and, even though this might sound sickening, he liked the sound all right.
It felt good to the ears—so good it tickled him a bit.
Finally, the Empress said:
"I don't think so." Then with a nervous laugh, she said: "I can barely stand myself."
Julian couldn't help but be stunned.
Such horniness!
But what he wondered the most was, how could this be? What species are these, that horniness runs in their blood?
When he thought about it, he realized that in this kind of planet—or place rather—one couldn't have a serious girlfriend, talk less of a wife.
Hell!
He wouldn't have met Luiin here if that was the case.
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Julian settled on a very fancy chair, golden in colour. The Empress, which he hadn't asked for her name, sat beside him.
Julian felt like that wasn't normal.
If it was a normal scene, she would have sat opposite him, but now, her sitting beside…
…horny!
She kept biting her lips, looking at him occasionally—all over him, by the way.
The guards stood behind the entrance, looking at the ceiling or downwards. But even they sometimes couldn't help but look in their direction.
Soon, some maids came in with plates of what looked like meat.
Julian looked at their appearance and again, it was the same—the usual lewd dressing.
He hadn't even been on this planet for up to ten minutes, but he already knew how they rolled.
He was served a plate, and just when he was about to ask what he was about to eat, a maid said:
"It's a very delicious kind of meat. It's from an animal here called Bryuy."
"Thank you," Julian said, and what did the maid do? She bit her lips and moaned just a little, bouncing her breasts away.
Julian, still not satisfied with the explanation, whispered, hitting the helmet just twice to get the chip alive:
"Is this the meat?"
"[Scanning]," he heard the chip say, and then:
"[Safe. It's from an animal here called Bryuy. No bad thing was added to the meat. So it's very well safe to eat.]"
Julian nodded and started to eat, finding the taste to be incredibly very good.
But then, he heard the Queen say to the guard:
"Leave us alone. I wish to discuss with the visitor privately."
The guards exchanged glances and nodded, walking away.
And just when Julian thought it couldn't get any worse, she clapped her hands, and all entrances were shut, with steel doors that came out of nowhere.
Her breath just a moan, she pulled closer to Julian and asked:
"Why are you here?"