Intimate Alphabet — Alain & Ysabella (Mature)

Alain

• A = Aftercare

Alain will always part with a kiss before flopping down on the bed with his arms spread out. His chest heaving, his brows glistening, and a satisfied smile tugging at his lips.

You'll both bask in the afterglow, sometimes long enough that your eyelids drift closed, other times just for a few precious moments of silent companionship, before, with a dramatic groan, Alain will roll out of bed to "draw you a bath." What he means, of course, is that he'll ask a servant to do it.

Either way, unless you find yourselves in an inn with terrible service or, worse yet, on the road, you'll end in Alain's arms surrounded by warm scented bathwater.

• B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

Alain likes your back and the perfect round curve it leads to. He loves when you lay on your belly, relax before him, and he can trace the line of your spine from the baby hairs at the back of your neck to the soft flesh of your ass.

He'll trace it with his mouth, either leaving feather-light kisses that make you shiver or flushing his tongue against your skin, sucking your most sensitive spots until you're left a moaning mess.

As for himself, Alain likes compliments. Say he's handsome, and his body drives you to insanity, and he'll grin wide because "of course I am," but, when you take his hands, sweep your thumb over his palms, and look deeply into his eyes, Alain will be momentarily speechless if you compliment the way the light sparkles in his brown irises.

He'll pull himself together quickly enough. "You’re into poetry now? I find new things about you every day."

But he'll think of the comment when he's alone.

• C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He loves it when you take him in your mouth. He loves even more if you swallow. Alain can't explain, but then again, he doesn't have to explain. Pleasure, he finds, needs no justification besides it feeling fucking good.

And you, mercenary, feel insanely good.

Your brows knitted in stubborn concentration, your hands working alongside your mouth, and your tongue. He wants to hiss and close his eyes, but Alain keeps his eyes peeled on you. It's not so much what he feels, but what he sees. And when it's over, Alain will seek your lips, and kiss you deeply, tasting his seed on your tongue.

He never did that with anyone else. Alain likes things clean. But with you... he didn't question it the first time and he's not about to start now.

• D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Alain's dirty secret isn't much of a secret, because you found out pretty quickly about it. Still, it's one of the few things that makes him falter, akin to something that'd be shame in anyone else.

Alain loves it when you call him 'my lord." My Lord Alain or better yet, my Lord Theer. It gets him hard in an instant, and his eyes darken and even as he tries to play the part of the cocky noble, sprawling on the couch, or smiling down at you, you see the way his hands curl into fists and his Adam Apple bobs up and down.

"My lord," you'd whisper, sitting on his lap, and Alain visibly shudders. He likes to be dominating, but this is one sure way to turn him putty in your hands.

• E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

Extremely experienced. Alain has had enough time and practice to figure out what he likes, and how he should go about getting it. He also prioritizes pleasuring his partners — the last thing Alain wants is a rumor popping up that he's bad in bed.

Honestly, call him slow-witted or cowardly, it'd hurt less.

With you, Alain will make sure to take his time. If you're a virgin, or less experienced, he'll put you at ease with overconfident statements, said in a smug tone. "Don't worry, sparrow, I have wisdom for the both of us. God couldn't put you in better hands." It's made for you to scoff, and call him a self-important ass, but you'd be more relaxed as he gently lifts your shirt and traces your sides with his hands for the first time.

Alain knows where to kiss, where to squeeze, and how to make sure you are ready. If you're a woman, Alain will have you come on his fingers first, kissing your jaw and whispering encouragement the whole time. If you're a man, he'll bring you to the brink of ecstasy before slowing down, smiling against your pulse point at your curses.

Only then, will he take you. But if you want to see him losing himself in you, it won't happen the first few times. Alain has an iron control on himself that will take a while to break down.

• F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

For the most part, Alain likes doggy style. It gets the job done, it's easy to satisfy both him and his bed partner, and no one watches his face, so he can let himself go a little. The angle is deep, and he uses his hands to help his partner come a few times before him.

Alain loves feeling the walls clammer down on him.

He likes this position with you too, but, as time goes on, Alain finds that the ones where he can see your face are equal contenders. His cock feels amazing, yes, but your mouth is open in an 'O' and your eyes shut and sweat drips brow your forehead and...

His lower spine tightens, and he has to push his face to the crook of your neck lest he comes right then and there. Lord's underpants.

He likes it when you kiss him, on his mouth or anywhere else. He likes your exploring hands, your nails on his back, or pulling his hair. Damn, he even likes when you sit in his lap and roll your hips into him, his hands supporting your back as you rise and fall, all the while staring him in the eyes.

• G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

He can be extremely goofy if the mood is right. Alain doesn't see sex as something particularly serious or even special. It is a way to have fun, yes? Pass the time. It's like wine, really. You tend to drift to sleep both at the end of a bottle and the end of an orgasm.

So, if you're both lightly drunk, or celebrating, or hell, you just feel like it, Alain will tease and grin, and make it his mission to have you laughing in bed. If you give back as well as he gives you, the nobleman will be beside himself in delight.

I'd say the first few times are more light-hearted and fun than intense or intimate. With time, Alain grows tender, his smile more sincere, and finds new meaning in true intimacy.

• H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Very well groomed. His happy trail isn't faint, but it's trimmed, as is the rest of him. Alain prefers not to have hair get in the way, especially when, on one of his first times, a peasant girl complained it felt itchy, and young Alain was horrified.

Since then, he has made sure he is presentable at all times. That's the one thing Alain won't accommodate for you. If you would like him to grow hair, Alain refuses. "Don't pout, dove, even your adorable eyes won't make me change my mind."

His pubic hair is darker than his hair, almost black.

• I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

Not extremely, at first. Alain would rather keep things casual and light-hearted. The whole business of holding hands and breathing into one another, of staring into eyes and locking tongues is... it makes his skin itch. It is uncomfortable, isn't it? Let's just enjoy each other's bodies, sparrow. The pleasure he provides is meant to rock you into incoherence, incapable of remembering your name, much less the one who is shattering your world.

But Alain will warm up to intimacy when he starts to truly care about you. He's also the best date planner. He believes the dance of courting doesn't start in the bedroom but way before it. A candlelit dinner, a sensuous massage, an expensive gift, flattering compliments... he's a master of them all.

• J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Occasionally. Not too much, however. If he's feeling the itch, Alain much rather go out hunting for a partner than sit in his room alone and indulge himself. In the end, he always feels like a failure. Well, more so than usual.

He will touch himself to the thought of you, however. He won't help himself. This mercenary who was a pawn but became something more. Your time at the ball will haunt his dreams, and when Alain entertains the idea of finding someone else to distract himself with, he's surprised when the prospect doesn't appeal to him. He'll push the thought away and solve his urges by his own hand.

What a mighty lord he is.

• K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Alain likes to play with danger, at times. He'll pull you behind a heavy drapery and put his hand down your trousers or up your skirt, silencing your gasps and moans with his mouth, swallowing every noise. If footsteps approach, his heart beats almost out of his chest in excitement and Alain will coo soft assurances into your ear not to worry, that you're doing so well, close your eyes, beauty, and let it go.

He hasn't been caught once, but the thrill of it excites him.

If you start palming him under a crowded table, he'll catch your wrist in a death grip, but his eyes shine with promises of a rough, wild night to come as retaliation.

• L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Nothing beats the bedroom. A bed, especially a soft one with silken sheets and a surface area bigger than a servant's room, is the perfect place. But the couch is a good one too, as is the divan. He will... make do with a bedroll if he must, but he'll be sure to let you know that he's not happy about it.

He is happy, however, that Hadrian is within earshot. Wait. Perhaps, sparrow, we should do this bedroll toss a few more times. And be extra loud. The twigs and hard earth aren't so bad after all.

• M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

This will sound scandalous, but your ankles. Your collarbones. The inner sides of your wrists. Little glimpses of your body that his imagination can take and run wild. Alain likes the rebel light in your eyes when you talk to him. There's not a hint of fear in your voice, not a trace of a peasant speaking with their better. He likes it when you use your sharp tongue and refute every one of his compliments.

When you smile at him, wide and proud, and say something that catches him off-guard.

Alain will fight the urge to push you against the nearest wall, then, and stick a knee between your legs, just to have you panting like he's secretly panting for you. If you pull on his belt, undoing his buckles, Alain will carry you to the nearest empty room and fuck you within an inch of your life.

• N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

I've said it before but unnecessary filthiness. Bodies are messy, he gets that, but there's no need to be unsavory. Dried sweat makes him nauseous, so he bathes right after every time. Alain also dislikes being too rough. He's all for a good time, but let's not get carried over. He doesn't like pain or feeling slighted.

• O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Usually, Alain prefers not to have oral involved. When it's casual sex with someone you won't see again, he doesn't want to use his mouth and won't mind if they won't use his mouth on him.

With more recurring partners which, before you, there was only one, Alain battles between preferencing to give or receive. On one hand, you on your knees is the prettiest you've ever been, on the other, he wants to make you cum more than anyone ever has in your past so that, with time, you won't remember any other tongue, hands, or cock besides his own.

So, it's 50/50? He's a true oral verse.

• P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Alain takes his time. This is a dance, you see, a ritual. It should not be rushed or sloppy. He does it right or doesn't do it at all. So, he'll start slowly, languid deep thrusts, building you stroke by stroke, heated kiss by heated kiss, skin brushing on skin. He'll do this until he's buried to the hilt, and then, Alain takes hold of one of your knees and hooks it around his hip, stretching you and opening you deeper still.

As you grow more vocal and wilder, he'll pick up his pace, but always a bit slower than you want. Just a bit beyond... until you're begging, and then, Alain will go from being intentional, dragging deliberately against your walls, to go rougher and faster, bringing you to completion.

·       Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He'll oblige if you want him, making himself available, but Alain won't seek you for a quickie. He'd rather wait until he can properly have you — the heated looks, fleeting touches, and whispered depravities are all part of the game, of course. He'll enjoy them without rushing to the metaphorical climax.

But, if you need him that badly, the nobleman wouldn't dream of saying no. Just know that there'll be a lot of teasing and jokes about it for weeks to come. "You need me like water, my sweet. I understand."

·       R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Risk-taker in the sense of voyeurism 😆. Not so much in anything else. Alain has experience, so he uses it to make sure both he and you are always safe and discomfort-free. It doesn't turn him on to see you in pain, fearful, or even nervous. Alain hates it when you are nervous. He likes to put you at ease, either with light banter, or gentle touches.

Sex is fun and freeing. No tears should be involved.

·       S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

A good number of times. Alain isn't the most athletic of the ROs, but his experience has granted him a lot of stamina. It's not that he can go for many rounds, it's more that his one round can last a long time. It's not easy to tease him or bring him to the point of orgasm with foreplay alone. Unless your Romanus is really good, you'll be the one who's exhausted first, which is exactly what Alain intended.

The sight of you blissed out of your mind, with loosened limbs and slackened jaw, strokes his ego to new heights.

• T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

There's a fad among young married nobles who, when the husbands are called to war, make a replica of their penis to keep their young wives company in the long, lonely months of absence. The replica is usually made of polished wood, the artisan's completely discreet, and the object of the most delicate build.

The first time Alain heard of it, he burst out laughing.

But… Alain wouldn't mind trying it with you. The thought of using it on you as he's buried in your other orifices has him light-headed. It would have to be his replica, but the thought of you being completely filled with him has him short of breath.

Maybe he'll approach the subject with you. After a glass of wine. Or three or four.

• U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

A lot 😋. Alain loves watching you come undone by his hands and voice alone. It's a game to him. How many times can he do it before you try to claw his eyes out? And he'll make sure to count out loud. Better yet, he'll ask you to. "How many now?"

"Alain," you struggle, breathing shallowly.

But he tuts. "How many, sparrows? Or I'll have to stop altogether."

"Th- three."

His nose drags across your jaw as Alain leaves butterfly kisses against your neck. "Can you go for one more?" he asks, fingers dipping in you again, knowing full well that they're not enough for you now, that you need him and not his hands. "Just one more time. For me."

• V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He'll laugh and chuckle, grunt and moan, but not very loud. He rarely takes anyone to his room, most of the time Alain has fun in inns and taverns, corridors, and darkened corners of deserted pantries. He's learned to keep his voice down.

That doesn't mean he won't speak. Alain likes to speak his mind, but he'll do it quietly, and contained. It's a feat when you have him moaning in abandon for the first time. Alain will be embarrassed after, avoiding your eyes as he jumps out of bed to call for a bath in a slightly pitched voice.

• W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

His family and court know that he sleeps with peasant girls (and, on rare occasions, minor nobles) but they don't know he fancies men too. Only Ysabella is aware her brother finds beauty in both sexes.

The noblewomen he slept with have all been widows or married ladies whose husbands are far away. He won't deflower any, to both not ruin their lives and to protect his neck.

Alain has never slept with a nobleman, only with commoners who didn't know who he was, thus he only has the reputation of a lady's man.

• X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's got a good size. Not as big as Hadrian's, but enough to satisfy who he needs to.

• Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It's high, but not as high as he'd like you to believe. Alain projects this image of a shallow man, with little on his head but hedonistic pursuits, but that's not the case. He thinks of other things, often, and uses wine to try and forget them.

With you, however, Alain is ready whenever you ask. And, if you don't ask, he'll causally walk up to you, tracing your back with a light finger and kissing the shell of your ear. You'll get the message. If you're up to it, he'll grin wide and take your hand, if not, Alain will good-naturally bow, kiss your cheek, and saunter away.

He'll be happy to do it every day. Sometimes when you awake, sleepy and slow, and then at night, drunken and laughing. He'll use his body while it's young and strong, and have no regrets when age comes knocking.

• Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Not quickly at all. Alain will need a few moments to collect himself, but he's wide awake. Usually, this is the time he'll either say his goodbyes and bid the person farewell or when he kisses the person's hand and leads them to the door.

When it's you, as I said, he'll want to take a bath, inviting you to join him. You'll talk then, of whatever you wish to, and it's novel but... pleasant. These little talks carry over to bed again and keep going until you drift to sleep in his arms.

Very pleasant.

Ysabella

• A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Ysabella may not be a princess in title, but she's one in bed. She likes to be pampered. To be spoiled by you is the perfect way to finish what was already a memorable moment.

She enjoys kissing you one last time and then lying down on the bed, her curls like a halo around her head, her body tingling, and your attention on her. You kiss her palm, and Ysabella will tell you how gallant you are. You massage her sore muscles, and she'll declare you a perfect knight. You take her in your arms, and Ysabella will say that there's no other place she'd rather be.

"If I could stop time, I would do it now."

Make her feel special and wanted, treasured and valued afterward, not just as a warm body but as someone you hold in high regard, and she will have to fight her soft heart not to fall in love right there.

• B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner’s)

Ysabella has a fascination with your shoulders. The shoulders of a mercenary. They're broader than hers and strong in ways her family never allowed her to be. Ysabella will kiss each of your freckles, birthmarks, moles, or cuts that you have around your shoulders, and beyond. Your collarbones, your arms, your hands. Ysabella likes to explore you. She'll trace your breastbone to your belly button, and the protuberances of your hips.

If you allow it, she'll have you lay naked in bed while she goes over every inch of your body. "What is this?" she'll ask, finger lightly pressed on a faint birthmark on your inner thigh.

"Just a mark," you tell her, voice on the brink of sleep. "I was born with it."

Ysabella leans down to kiss it. "It's darling," she declares and kisses up your leg until sleep is the last thing on your mind.

As for her, Ysabella never hid she likes to have you touching her breasts. They are so sensitive, maybe the second most sensitive place in her body. When you lightly brush them, she shudders and closes her legs at the embarrassing moister gathering there. Your thumbs on her nipples, and your palms squeezing her are enough to drive her close to orgasm. She enjoys it when you play with them, even when you're just innocently lying in bed.

She'll buy underclothes that would give her mother a heart attack just for you. See-through silk that displays her erect nipples, and a cut low enough to reveal most of her chest. "How do I look?" she asks, half hiding behind her mirror.

You have trouble speaking past the dryness of your mouth. "Perfect."

And she giggles happily.

• C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Ysabella doesn't mind the taste. The first time she saw a man achieve completion, she jumped in surprise when a thick, stringy white liquid came out. Now, she enjoys watching you finish, wrapped around her painted hand, as Ysabella leaves encouraging kisses along your chest and belly.

She once asked if her wetness tasted the same, and instead of answering, you simply lifted your head from between her legs and brought your mouth to hers.

Ysabella found that it does not, in fact, have the same taste.

• D = Dirty secret (self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It's not exactly dirty but, when she's expecting you, Ysabella will dab her perfume on her wrists, behind her ears, the pulse points of her neck, on the valley between her breasts, and the secret private point between her legs.

She loves it when you breathe her in and tell her how much you like her smell. It drives her wild.

• E = Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Moderately so. She occasionally accompanies her brother to bars and taverns, for Ysabella wants to slip away from her title and see how life is on the other side. This brought... attention that she did not expect but wasn't averse to either.

For the longest time, however, Ysabella would be content to flirt and engage in the delicious game of seduction, but she never took it further. It wasn't until a young maid came from her family estates in the country that Ysabella knew physical pleasure for the first time. The maid had been sweet and showed her what good she could feel, and Ysabella's heart still aches when she remembers how she was sent away when they were found.

At least, no harm came to her. Ysabella made sure of it.

From then, she ventured a bit more on her escapades. A kiss there, a whispered promise here. She slept with one more woman, avoiding men because she could not lose her 'virginity'. Most recently, curiosity got the better of her, when a dashing knight was assigned to guard her for the full summer. On the last night, knowing she could trust him, Ysabella invited him to her bed. There wasn't any penetrative sex, but she considers him his third darling, nonetheless.

All she would never see again, of course. Just lovely memories she thinks of from time to time.

• F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Ysabella likes to feel small and swallowed whole. She wants to feel your weight on her, your limbs covering hers, your chest flushed to her back or her breasts. She enjoys you hugging her from behind, your darling voice raw on her ear, your hands everywhere, one of them pleasuring her, fingers slowly in and out.

She likes watching your eyes, also, how your brow creases and your mouth thins. She likes to touch you, but if you restrain her, Ysabella's eyes will roll to the back of her head.

The only thing you cannot do is penetrate her. Ysabella will kiss your lips and say in a voice carrying a sadness that goes as deep as a well. "I'm sorry, dear, we cannot," she'll tell you. "Hug me instead. Kiss me instead."

• G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

She can be. I think she's between Hadrian and Alain. Not intensely serious like Hadrian, who always looks like he's having a religious experience, nor so carefree like Alain, who's hard to wipe that damn smirk off.

She loves to laugh. Ysabella laughs in all forms and when she's with you, she'll laugh more because you make her happy. If you tickle her, she'll giggle. If you sweep her off her feet, she'll cling to you, snickering, until you throw her in bed. She’ll compliment you the whole time, how handsome or pretty you look, how precious your hands are, how she adores the color of your eyes.

Life is so serious already. Life is so hard and heavy. Here, with you, let her have levity and joy and unbridled pleasure.

• H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Her pubs are darker than the curls on her head, and Ysabella doesn't bother much with them. She'll trim them on occasion, but she doesn't enjoy how she looks completely shaved. Her nose wrinkles. She looks like a child.

No one ever complained, so she never bothered. If you ask her, Ysabella will do it for you, but she'll forget to keep doing it 😋.

• I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)

She's a romantic at heart, but before you, Ysabella didn't have a way to express it. Her past partners were a moment in time. Beloved, but for one night only. It's hard to be truly vulnerable and intimate to one who's almost a stranger.

She needs to trust you first, and then, you'll see a mellow, romantic side to Ysabella. Her compliments, always flowery, will sound a little bit more sincere. Her declarations, which you suspected were part of her vocabulary to everyone, will ring with a light behind them that lights up her eyes.

She adores it when you spoil her, but Ysabella adores spoiling you too. Her hands aren't used to manual work, but she'll learn to massage you. She will buy you gifts and dot on you, lace your clothes with her expansive perfume, and tie golden ribbons on your wrist. "A keepsake," she says, kissing you sweetly.

In bed, especially in deep romance, Ysabella will often cradle your face, staring at you as if you're a ghost of her most inner dreams, materializing before her. She loves openly and boisterously when you are alone.

Outside, in the world, Ysabella is a Theer. With you, she's just Bella.

• J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

The maid taught her how to pleasure herself as well as others. Ysabella enjoys it well enough. It's not the same as having another body, and especially, it's not the same as having you, but, when she's lonely and stressed, she relieves herself on her fingers.

Before, with vague thoughts of a faceless lover. Now, with dreams and fantasies about you.

• K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

This is... Ysabella flushes so deep, it rivals the sunset. But there's something she has never tried but has heard whispers of the ladies talking amongst them. Apparently, Lady Venture's husband likes to... discipline her.

With his hand smacking her behind.

Ysabella turned bright red when she heard that and made an excuse to flee the group of giggling ladies to compose herself in the restroom. She put the matter out of her mind, but then, she met you and fell for you, and trusted you like she hadn't trusted anyone outside of her brother.

Ysabella, blushing, uncharacteristically staggering on her words, will come to you with a soft, silken riding crop hidden behind her back and stammer out her request.

• L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

She will not risk anywhere but an inn or a secret chamber far away from the castle, far away from court or her family. When you're alone, Ysabella doesn't care where you take her, just that you do. She likes soft things, so beds, plush carpets, smooth blankets. Poufs are fun. She likes lounging in one with you between her legs.

But she dreams, one day, to take you to her room and have you all night, uncaring of servants, guards, or family members. Just a dream, of course. But what a pretty dream.

• M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

This is unladylike and improper. She does not like violence and brutes but when she sees you threatening someone with a dark glint in your eyes and drawing yourself to your full height. When you use your weapon as if it's an extension of yourself, your voice booming with the force of a roaring fire...

Ysabella's panties will moisten, and her chest starts heaving because air becomes scarce. It is so unbelievably hot. If you use your prowess to protect others or herself, Ysabella will be jumping you as soon as you're alone together.

And lord help her if you arrive drenched in blood. Ysabella might faint, but not for the reason a proper lady should.

• N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

I know I answered this before, but I don't remember the answer. 😭Ysabella does not like it too rough or too impersonal. She doesn't want to feel like she's being used. She needs tenderness and warmth; to feel treasured and loved.

She doesn't understand, nor does she desire to, the kind of lovemaking where one doesn't give oneself to the other. The kind of lovemaking that Alain usually prefers.

• O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She likes to receive the most. Ysabella loses herself completely in your tongue. Your lips, your hands, your voice. She will buckle, and whine and flail her arms about. There's no other feeling like it in the world.

But she also adores to please you, so, every time you pleasure her, after coming down from the gates of Heaven, Ysabella will return the favor. She's not the best, but she's a fast learner, and the more nights you share, the better she is at making you soar high in the sky.

• P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Sensual, loving, and passionate. She likes to roll herself against you, likes the feeling of your heart beneath her palm, on the tip of her tongue. She can make love to you for hours, always on the edge, in that line where thoughts erase, and the body is all that makes of creation.

And when you come down together, she likes to ride it out and bask in the afterglow for as long as possible, hands laced, and legs intertwined.

If you want a faster and more brutal pace, you'll have to be the one to set it. Ysabella will go with your flow, follow your lead, and moan happily when you grab her legs and throw them over your shoulders.

But nothing compares to the slow undoing of you both.

• Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Contrarian to the last question, Ysabella loves them 😆. Then, time is of the essence, and she'll only get a taste of you, but it'll keep her entranced throughout the day. She'll seek you, kiss you deeply, and plea for you to grab her hair and lick down her throat.

She'll guide your hand to her panties, and her nails will curl on your shirt when you oblige. She likes to leave you stunned as she walks away. It makes her feel powerful.

• R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

She's game to experiment, once you can fully sleep together. Until then, Ysabella will always be cautious of what you can and cannot do.

Once she's free of that, however, Ysabella wants to find more of life. And the bedroom with you is one of her favorite parts of life, so she's open to whatever you want to try. She trusts you; she knows you will not hurt her. "Oh, what do you have in mind?" she asks, battling long eyelashes at you.

You show her the naughty dice. "We have to place ourselves in whatever position it rolls."

She's delighted.

• S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Ysabella doesn't particularly last a long time, but she can go for multiple rounds. Unless, of course, you give her such a mind-numbing orgasm that she has to lie down for a couple of hours.

Other than that, she'll catch her breath, maybe drink a bit of water, and roll on top of you again, a seductive glint in her eyes as she grabs your hands and puts them on her breasts. "Again?"

• T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She wants to use a spanking crop so, she's totally on board 😆. Anything else you have in mind; Ysabella will try it at least once. The ropes made her nervous, but she ended up enjoying it. She loves using the blindfold on you and that naughty dice she doesn't know where you found.

• U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not as much as she likes being teased. Ysabella doesn't have that much patience when it comes to you, so, even when she wants to tease and drive you wild, she'll often fold and do whatever you want instead.

But she adores it when you tease her. It's maddening and exciting, and Ysabella dreams of it for days to come.

• V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Ysabella is probably the loudest of the ROs, rivaled only by Rafael. She does it all: sighs when you lick her, moans softly or wantonly, whines, keens, shouts and yells, yanking at any part of you she can reach. She'll beg you to keep going, to please, don't stop, and she'll tell the world how good you feel.

It's incredible how coherent she is even when lost in pleasure. Her throat will oftentimes feel raw afterward, so she's taken to drink a soothing tea the day after, complaining to her maids of a mysterious and persistent cold.

• W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Ysabella's first time with her maid was in the bathtub, while the other bathed her. She’s since had a fondness for intimate moments in the bath.

• X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Ysabella's breasts are big and voluptuous, matching the soft curves of her hips, shoulders, and face.

• Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

She's driven. Ysabella loves seduction, to enchant someone and be enchanted in return. When she first had her sexual awakening, she was often plagued by thoughts no lady should have. With time, she's learned to accept them as part of being human.

She would love to spend eternity naked with you, but neither she nor you have the time. But she'll take those late hours in the night when the world is dark, and nothing else matters but you two.

• Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

If she's spent, Ysabella will fall asleep quickly. Her eyelids grow heavy and since she was a child, Ysabella has been able to slip quickly into the land of dreams.

She hates how fast she dozes off, for she'd rather stay awake and talk with you, but when she finds herself in your arms, pleasantly numb, and satisfied, the lull of sleep is too much, and soon enough, she gives in.