Mmmmmm, kisses. Cozy sweet lovely hot kisses from her beautiful girlthingfriend who is still fucking her. Yes please.

It keeps kissing Rosy all the way to her suite, then sits down on the bed with her, still fucking her, having slipped an additional tentacle into her ass by this point. Yes, it absolutely loves its Rosy, its precious, clever, sincere, beautiful, edible girlfriend.

{I love you,} it purrs into her mind, not bothering to break the kiss.

{Love you too.}

But they should probably stop making out now lest they give in to the temptation to fuck all day instead of doing useful things.

True. It stands her up on her feet and lets her set about picking out an outfit. If the tentacle-fucking interferes sufficiently with putting the clothes on, then it can be persuaded to stop briefly.

Oh, no, she's taking the tentacle-fucking as a challenge and is going to put on a lovely blouse and wrap skirt and some adorable pink slouch socks with bunnies on them. See, the skirt doesn't close up in the front until she buttons it, so she can just put it on over the tentacles no problem.

Okay now she's just impressed. "Utterly adorable. I totally forgot wrap skirts were an option, but that was clever." She tugs Esme into another kiss.

"Would you like to be carried to the office, or would you like to try walking like this?"

"Mmmm, being carried everywhere while you fuck me is hot and romantic but trying to walk while you fuck me is hot and novel so let's go with that."

She grins and nods. "Okay, let's give this a try then."

Out to the hallway they go, tentacles thrusting steadily into Esme with every step.

She's definitely walking slower than usual, and with more attention to where she's putting her feet, and also more attention to the tentacles moving inside her. She was right, this is really hot. It's really hot that Sable can just fuck her anytime it wants. It's really hot to be trying to walk when every step makes her body shift around the tentacles. It's really hot imagining that this could just be her life now, that she could just have to do everything while being fucked. Trying to sit down is also going to get really interesting; it was interesting enough at lunch earlier, and she's even more full of tentacles now. She's having visions of being ordered to walk across a room while balancing a stack of books on her head like this, and it's, once again, really hot.

Sable smirks at her as they walk down the stairs, thrusting harder with each step down.

"There will ever be times I have to go tend things on Earth, but other than that, I think this is just your life now."

"Nnnnngh. You're unreasonably hot."

"I am also designing an evil chair with tentacle holes in it in my head as we walk," it replies, continuing to smirk.

"Ooh. Yes please."

Sable smiles and gives her a little extra-hard thrust with her tentacles.

Not much further.

She's thinking about chairs with tentacle holes, and how being constantly fucked by Sable's lovely tentacles also means being constantly vulnerable to being filled with dissolving ink at Sable's whim.

As an additional little teaser of things that can happen at Sable's whim, have a tentacle that briefly forms a mouth at the end, grinning at her with sharp teeth before melting back into the normal blackviolet surface.

"So hot."

"I have rather a lot of ways to take you apart."

Here's the office!

Hmm, actually, come to think of it, if Sable is fucking her nearly all the time from now on then elaborate cooking scenes will be one of the only times she won't be getting fucked, and that seems inappropriate somehow. Maybe they should do some days on and some days off, to preserve some kind of sense of normalcy so Sable cooking her won't feel weirdly sex-deprived compared to an average moment of her life. They can figure something out.

Anyway yes office. Secretarial tasks. She can totally do secretarial tasks while being constantly fucked.

Sable conjures a chair with a pair of carefully placed holes in it, points Esme at the records, and sets to work dismantling the enchantments on her map.

Would Esme rather start on the intel and blackmail, or on the record of interventions?

Record of interventions first. She wants context on exactly what's been done and how and why.

Sable's interventions have largely been putting out fires, for most of its history. Mortal does or starts or plans something that will fuck up some lives, and Sable sends them a dream warning them off. If it's harmful in an illegal way, and the perpetrator doesn't heed the warning dream, she sometimes sends a dream to an investigator about the problem. If neither of those work, and it's sufficiently harmful, it uses explicit mind control to make the idea of the widespread harm aversive and discourage the plan that way. 

Occasionally, she has weighed in on policy changes. Politicians trying to resist the granting and protecting of new rights — gay marriage or trans rights, for example — occasionally get empathy-inspiring dreams.

Mostly she has tried very hard to avoid being a tyrant or interfere with free will if she can at all avoid it.

Yeah, the thing this is making her want most of all is better ways to intervene.

She familiarizes herself with the details, taking notes along the way. Taking notes is a helpful memory aid by itself, and also then you have tidy well-organized notes to consult if you need to remember something that didn't stick in your head.

There are a lot of details. It may help to also review her notes on Sable's capabilities, to see if there's something that can be done that Sable hasn't thought of yet. Also, it has a notebook of its own dedicated to researching its capabilities that it makes available to her.

Meanwhile, Sable has the map completely disassembled, and is pacing around a newly-conjured globe, flashes of violet energy occasionally darting from her outstretched hands and tentacles toward it. Bursts of chanting in strange, eldritch languages occasionally accompany the sparks of energy.

She indulges in a few seconds of gazing adoringly at Sable, because that's hot, and even hotter given that Sable is still fucking her this whole time.

But then back to work. She does review her notes, and then opens the notebook on capabilities research and starts comparing, filling in new details in her own notes where relevant.