"So let's figure out how delicious Luna is later at our leisure, but being a queen—is there anything special about that? Like some kind of title?"
"A queen can give orders to all elves."
"...?"
For a moment, I didn't understand Luna's words. The way she crossed her legs on the bed and tilted her head up was definitely sexy and sensual, but rather than a queen, she seemed more like a strong-willed older sister doing queen roleplay.
"I think my brain just short-circuited. So because you're a queen, if you give any order, elves have to listen? Like, if you tell Lune not to suck my dick, does that mean Lune can't do it with me?"
"...That's kinda tempting. Lune takes about 20% of what you produce in a day. Hehe... No, I won't give that order, so don't glare at me like that."
Lune stared at Luna with an indescribable look. Luna quickly backed down and retracted her statement.
"Lune, would you obey if Luna gave that order?"
"...Because she's the elf queen?"
"But I'm your master?"
