Noelle Silva sauntered into Asta's room, her ample chest jiggling seductively with each sultry step. (Patreon)

 "Well, well, looks like the little magic-less runt is all alone..." she purred, sliding onto the bed to straddle him.

Asta blushed beet red but made no move to stop her. Noelle giggled impishly and grinded her hips against his, delighting in the effect she was having.

"What's the matter, Asta? Is the kingdom princess too much woman for you to handle?" She threw her head back with a throaty chuckle before leaning in close, her soft breasts brushing his chest as she whispered huskily in his ear, "Don't worry...I'll take goooood care of you..."