NTR School: S Rank Student

After Raphael fucked Yeltuna, the frozen bandits officially accepted him as their new leader.

Yeltuna would still lead things within the tribe, but ultimately, they answered to the dragon king.

They decided to leave the Silver Peak mountains that night and make their way towards Snowdon City. Raphael promised them better housing, and would soon give them a space in his army, meaning they could quit their lives of banditry.

No one had complaints, and if they did, they did not voice them.

The body of Olka, the old frozen tribe leader was left to rot in his house. Nobody seemed to mourn him.

During their journey back to Snowdon City, Raphael walked ahead with Yeltuna, whilst the others lingered behind, chatting and laughing. The prospect of a new life seemed to fill them with joy.

"Do any of your men have Birthrights?" Raphael asked Yeltuna, as the Snowdon walls came into view.

The woman nodded her head. "Yes. A number of them do. Though most tend to rely on their weapons."

The traditional way. I won't complain though. An army is an army, as long as they know how to fight, they will be of use in the times to come.

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As they walked up to the city walls, Raphael earned the eyes of all the city guards standing on watch.

At first, they drew their weapons, thinking that the tribe had come to cause trouble, but when they spotted Raphael at their head, they lowered them swiftly and bowed their heads.

"Do not be afraid," Raphael said to the gate guards. "The tribe is now under my control, and their leader has been slain. They will join us as soldiers in our armies."

Raphael watched as the guard's eyes lit up in admiration. In such a short time as king, Raphael had dealt with a common problem troubling the north.

The guards saluted the King and his entourage and granted them access to the city.

Inside, the group of them were given glances the entire time. At first, the civilians were frightened at the rugged men and women chattering loudly through the city streets.

Some closed the doors of their houses or drew the curtains on their windows.

But when they realised Raphael had returned to the northern capital, their demeanours changed.

The North had a king once again.

Raphael told the tribespeople to explore the city, find inns to sleep in, and meet up the next morning whilst he brought Yeltuna to the palace.

Not only did he want to bring the woman to meet Queen Eva, but he also wished to keep her close for the time being.

Once at the palace, Raphael was swiftly met with a maidservant asking if he needed anything.

Yeltuna the Lioness looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Is this really how you're treated here?" She asked, not used to such hospitality.

Raphael smirked at her, as he shook his head at the maidservant, sending her away.

"This is how a real king is treated. Something you will soon come to realise." His words were a slight insult towards bandits and the way they ran things.

They remained silent as they made their way through the palace halls. As the sun set, just like the streets, only a few people walked through the palace halls.

Raphael continued with Yeltuna until he reached Queen Eva's chambers, and after a knock on the door, he heard footsteps coming towards it.

The door swung open, and there stood the red-haired beauty. She wore white sleeping robes which flowed loosely, yet still managed to show the outline of her body.

Her green eyes landed on him, and her smile instantly lit up with what seemed to be joy. And then, she looked at Yeltuna.

After taking in her rugged clothing and hair, as well as her grey eyes, she couldn't help but take an involuntary step backwards.

"Don't worry queen," Raphael said calmly. "She is under my rulership now, as well as her tribespeople that are scattered around the inns of the city."

The two women exchanged looks for a moment. Yeltuna looked unbothered, whilst Eva's eyes were calculated. After a while, she let out a sigh.

"Okay." She said, accepting the decision of the new king. "But can it wait until tomorrow? A maid can find her a room and we can talk again in the morning. For now, I'd like to... Talk to you alone."

Her words carried an undertone that was easy for Raphael to grasp, especially when followed by the faint blush on the woman's cheeks.

Yeltuna let out a chuckle.

"You don't need to hide that from me, don't worry. I've been with the dragon king now, I know what his... Member can do."

Queen Eva's cheeks suddenly blushed even darker as she looked away from the pair shamefully. Raphael couldn't help but let out a laugh himself.

"I'll find a room myself and leave you two to it. See you in the morning." The tribeswoman began to strut down the hall before calling over her shoulder. "Enjoy yourself, my lady."

And then, she rounded the corner and left their sight, secretly wishing that she were the one who would spend the night with the king.

Eva's embarrassment remained as she entered her room, Raphael following in after her. Once the door was closed, she sat on her bed with a sigh.

"It's so good to have you back." The Queen said, genuinely. "Things have been difficult."

Raphael began to remove her bags and placed his crowns on a nearby desk. "How so?"

"We've spotted scouts from the west loitering around our land. King Diotames of the West would never have dared to do this, whilst the North was still ruled by King Helix. It seems he thinks we are weak now."

Weak...

"We're far from it," Raphael announced, now removing his shirt. "It seems we'll just have to show him. With these bandits, we still start the construction of a new army. One that can rival even the strongest of the forces of the world."

He let the words hang in the air for a moment as his eyes met the queens.

"Even the Dunkelwacht."

A shock went through her body at the name. She had no idea that Raphael was aware of who they were.

"T-the Dunkelwacht. I had no idea you knew-" She struggled to get out her words, as fear took over her, but Raphael interrupted.

"Not right now." He said, calmly. Now making his way over to the bed. "We can talk about them afterwards."

He looked down at the woman, admiring the way that her red hair cascaded over her shoulders, and the way that her white robes fell around her body.

The sight filled him with lust.

"For now, let's enjoy ourselves."

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Queen Eva slowly worked at Raphael's pants as he stood over her on the bed. With every touch of her hand, she felt his cock stiffening.

Once freed from it's clothing, his bare cock stood before her. Eva wrapped both hands around it and began stroking backwards and forwards.

Her warm hands alone brought Raphael pleasure, but as she wrapped her soft lips around his tip, the feeling only grew greater.

Eva wiggled her tongue in circles, teasing his tip before pushing the cock deeper into her throat. He could feel her saliva wrapping around him as his cock slid into the back of her throat, hitting a soft spot with every thrust.

As she sucked, Eva continued stroking with both hands. His cock was large enough for her to do so after all.

Every now and then, she used one of her hands to massage his balls. The mixtures of the pleasures felt otherworldly.

As she continued working with her mouth, Eva removed her robes from her shoulders, revealing to him her large breasts and perky pink nipples.

He scooped down and hand and groped at them, pinching and flicking her nipples as she continued to please him. But after a while, her mouth wasn't enough.

Raphael laid her onto her back and pulled aside her pink undergarments, earning him a sight of her wet embrace.

Eva looked away shyly as he pushed himself inside of her with a squelch. Her pussy sucked him in, as though it was starved.

"Ahhhh!"

Raphael began thrusting in and out, filling parts of the woman that her ex-husband was never able to.

With every thrust, a slapping sound filled the room of skin against skin, alongside the soft whimpers of the queen.

Raphael leaned forwards and started to suck on her nipple whilst continuing to stroke inside of her.

There was something satisfying about fucking royalty. Seeing a woman of such high status moaning beneath him was every man's dream.

After he was tired of that position, he flipped the woman over and made her go onto her hands and knees, presenting her ass and both holes before him.

Her pink pussy was dripping juices down her legs, and there was already a slight quiver in her body. When he pushed himself inside of her again from the back, she squealed and quivered harder.

This is the dream. Raphael thought to himself, as he pounded her from behind until he was satisfied.