"I-" Valeria bit her lip, her attempt to refute the Empress' claims falling silent as she fiund she could not.<br/><br/>After several moments of internal debate, however, a slightly shaking hand softly touched Elisabetta's shoulder, hooking fingers around her collar and pulling the young ruler's garment apart.<br/><br/>In his own way, Ragic helped, tentacles pulling Elisabetta's dress apart to expose her perky mounds, removing his minitrations from her chest just for a moment before his appendages wrapped around her breasts again with redoubled effort. Suddenly, Elisabetta felt a sting of pleasure as Ragic took a nipple into his tiny mouth, the cavity so small that it squeezed and pinched the hardened nub as he applied suction more powerful than his size suggested.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the Inquisitor's...<em>inquisitive</em>hands trailed tenderly down the Empress' back, down to her hips and finally around her waist, wrapping around her body to pull and loosen the belt on the Empress' dress. Despite the lack of exertion, Valeria's breaths were decidedly ragged and husky, her hardening member freely bulging her skirt. There was something decidedly, arousingly<em>lewd</em>about ubdressing and exposing the Holy Empress' body, even though she'd already seen her nude form.