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Surtr said nothing with regards to the study as his fingers slowly traced up the sides of her hips, feeling each and every curve she had to offer as he made his way up. Once getting to them his arms would take each of her wrists and pin them up over her head in a very seductive manner. He was probing her, aiming to understand the vampire physiology but also to understand their queen. Learning someone was one of Surtrs greatest strengths and if he could do it here it would certainly grant him something useful in the future. Though this moment of control didn't last long as she flipped him back over in an instant and was now straddling atop him. "Quite the lecherous little vampire you are..." Surtr said teasing as if unsurprised by the sudden shift in position. He knew the rough capabilities of their race and he doubted someone like this wanted to be out of control for long.

As she spoke his hands slid up from her knees slowing tracing her inner thighs with a deft and soft touch. They came to rest on either hip grasping them rather firmly as his gaze shifted from her body to her eyes. "I have barely begun the
examination... Though if you feel you cannot handle it, we can retract the deal we made earlier...." Surtr teased to the queen awaiting to see her response. There was no doubt that being in such a position would allow the queen freedoms to feel Surtr as well, she wouldn't be disappointed. Surtrs build seemed so perfect it appeared to chiseled from marble and his skin had perhaps a few minor scars but besides that the mage was immaculate. He did have a lean physique but that layer of muscle was defined in incredulous detail.

As she teased him about being the low hanging fruit Surtr rose now his hands sliding backwards and down so that each held a hand full of cheek respectively. "I wouldn't know. I'm always the picker, never the fruit..." Surtr whispered playfully pulling his arms back to press Azmerelda against his form. The two were complimentary in stature allowing them to fit together like puzzle pieces. His pieces were moving out on the board, the attack was preparing and this game of chess was moving into its next stage. Would Azmerelda tip her king or would she to play.

Surtr looked her dead in the eyes, un fearing of that ability of hers. He had mixed a potion before he came and drank deeply of it. It prevented his mind from being manipulated something he often drank before coming to this kingdom, he hoped the queen wouldn't resort to such a dirty trick but Surtrs cautious nature always got the better of him. So his unwavering eyes stared deeply into hers waiting to see if she would allow this to continue. She had made the first move, but Surtr would be damn sure that he made the final one in this match.

As she confessed to being just as depraved as himself he smirked softly. This was not at all what he expected when he had requested the rendezvous. Though Surtr would surely not complain. He was enjoying himself very much that was to be sure. "I have felt a good bit, but there is still plenty left untouched." He whispered softly as his lips brushed against her neck. He was teasing her beating around the proverbial bush as it were. This was intentional in nature, the game they were playing was all about this and Surtr would happily play by the rules.

As she gave him permission to go as deep as she wanted Surtr would pull her in closer allowing her to feel just how deep this could go. "I don't think you mean that..." Surtr said in reply to her statement on the limitations for this examination. Surtr was showing his due courtesy to the queen. Offering her a chance to recant her statement. His left hand would slide under that drawstring top of hers and deftly untie the knot and begin to slowly loosen it so that Azme (and whatever treasures lay beneath) could breathe. His eyes were watching her waiting, waiting to see her concede. He would not lost this game but each move was slow and methodical both enjoying the build up while simultaneously maintaining his stature of being in control.

"It would take quite the woman to turn me into the fruit.... I doubt I shall ever see that." Surtr said softly as if challenging Azme to fill the roll. It was unlikely and unintentional but the gauntlet had been thrown down. The original intentions of this meeting had veered far off course and until someone set the tracks back on this turn would only continue down this more lustful road.

"The potion makes me immune to those little manipulative tricks of yours.... I had never met you before and had to prepare for a trap..." Surtr said softly rising explaining himself. "Though I have other potions that will be far more desirable..." Surtr whispered into her ear as he finishing unlacing the corset smirking a bit pleased with himself at completing the task with only a single hand. It was as if tailors were conspiring against him too. Making such traps like this, he was sure many a man had failed this task over the years. The things should be outlawed in Surtrs mind.

"Minds no...." Surtr said softly before giving a rather playful and passionate kiss Azmerelda allowing her just a small taste of what was to come. "But women.... I can read them well enough." Surtr teased as he lifted her up moving forward to pin the queen against the tree they had sat near not moments ago. He was holding her up now one arm wrapped around her lower half all that was necessary due to her light frame. When she whispered those were the mages smirk turned mischievous as permission had been given. She consented to what she wanted and Surtr would now show her what a man could do.

As she mentioned dragons the man chuckled softly not phased by her words. "Dragons have passion sure but they go at it like animals..." Surtr whispered as he smirked giving her a playful glance. "You have not yet lived..." He whispered reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a potion reading to show this queen what it was like to be ruled. All women claimed the same thing when at this stage, and at the end they all recanted their statement admitting they were not ready for what had occurred.

As she kissed him Surtr would pop the cap of the potion flask and prepared for the fun to begin.