Sakura
Sakura leaned into the embrace, squashing Valerie's hills against her mountains. Sakura rested her chin on Valerie's shoulder, kissing her ear before removing her hand from her head and sliding it down her back, massaging her powerful muscles and reveling in the strength of her king's perfect body. Sakura could feel how much she wanted this, how riled up Valerie had gotten. It filled her with a euphoric sense of power, allowing her to imagine bending Valerie over and violating her, pinning her down and cumming directly into her womb...
Then, she'd knock her up and drink her milk every single day until she finally gave birth to their kids...
"Ufufu~" Sakura giggled, sliding a hand up between their breasts, digging greedy fingers into Valerie's teat. "One day, I'll make you my own." Sakura boldly proclaimed, knowing full well what sort of reaction such a dangerous assertion would elicit. Valerie could feel how seriously she was pursuing such a lofty goal through their link, tinged with Sakura's lusts and arousal.