Amesaya

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]

"...I have to choose a King Consort right now?!"

No sooner did the young woman from Earth awake in the body of Empress Isabelle of Nevremia than she was informed she'd have to choose a King Consort to keep her throne. While she was still trying to get used to her new body, new world, and new position, her advisors insisted she marry some stranger to retain her power.

"But don't Empresses get to make the rules?"

As Isabelle Von Nevremia. not only is she the revered empress of a powerful country, but she has access to a special status system, which allows her to read people's names, skills, moods, and even their kinks. As well as that, there's some kind of mysterious 'challenge' system that awards her 'skill points' for successfully completing challenges.

...But all the challenges are just seducing people. How tacky...

"...If I'm going to be Empress, then I won't have a king! I'm going to have a harem!"

I'm the Empress! So I'm Going to Make Myself a Harem

Her heart raced, her cheeks flushed, her breaths grew shallower and more rapid.

Doing this kind of thing with Tenshi...being the one issuing commands, it gave her such a thrill.

She felt breathless and a little dizzy.

Not just a ruler, but...an empress.

She couldn't really describe it, and so it was good no one had asked her to.

Her sweet Tenshi was so amazing for indulging this for her.

Her hands roamed his chest and down to his hips, shucking off the silk breeches from him. He'd been laying on his back for their lovemaking thus far, and as she ran her palms over his sides, he moaned again, arching up into her touch.

Oh, he likes that, does he?

I'm not domineering, I'm gently guiding [R18] 2