LOGINBenard sat astride Lucas, repeatedly rubbing against little Lucas. "When...?" "When what?" The sword wielder asked, a brow lifted while still gyrating slowly."When will you stop your teasing, hm?" The blond had to ask.His dick yearned to lodge itself in its rightful home once more. But, for about...an eternity now, that hadn't taken place. Instead, Benard seemed to find fun in teasing him and repeatedly giving him false hope. Damn it. "You're so effing restive, darling. I haven't even done this for long, you know," the brunet responded, smiling impishly. "If I say you've done it for too long, just accept it that way," Lucas insisted. "What will happen if I don't put it in for the next...let's say...three minutes? What are you...going to do?" Benard probed, poking at his lover's chest with his right index finger."Oh, well... I'm going to perform...wonders!"Benard swallowed. "By 'wonders', you don't mean you're going to try rip me in half, are you?"It was Lucas turn to wear
The sound of slick smacking was impossible to ignore.Amid a flurry of his lover's relentless thrusts, Benard pushed himself unto his elbows, trying to lift his torso but his attempt wasn't successful.Because Lucas chose that very moment to balance his torso's weight on his elbows, his thrusts picking up pace a bit.Benard's shoulders repeatedly lurched forward, elbows drawn back instinctively and his palms lying flat.His unsplayed fingers faced forward and his head—which was tilted towards the left— repeatedly bobbed in sync with his shoulders.His splayed ankles were bent and the fronts of his feet dipped into the bed."Hnnh~ Ngh... Hngh~ ...aah ...aagh... Ngh~ Hngh~ ...ah, goddess! Aah~ Ahhn~ Aah~"Seconds later, his right cheek was pressed to the bed, his shoulders still bucking forward.Whimpers of pleasure continued escaping him, eyes soft and unfocused.Shortly after, Lucas elbows stopped bending, his weight balanced on his palms once more.His hips began to sway even faster,
Benard was on splayed knees with his torso dipped, spine arched and ass arched up. His elbows jutted out at the sides, forearms resting flat with his left wrist draped over the right. His chin rested on the back of his left palm, chest bucking forward on repeat, nipples rubbing against the mat.Lucas was kneeling behind the brunet, hands on the latter's hips. His own hips swung back and forth with profound dedication. As if ramming that trembling ass crucial to world salvation. The sound of skin determinedly clashing against skin echoed in the arched corridor.And Benard wasn't shy to let out salacious moans—even begging for more and licking his lips.The palace guards were doing everything in their power not to yank Lucas by his throat and 'kindly' toss the bastard aside. They wanted to be the lucky one banging the sword wielder's fine ass!Why? Why was life so unfair?~At a point, Lucas—without warning—stopped his waist's movements.Benard immediately peered over his shoulder,
Benard threw his head back, his forefeet raising off the mat's surface, toes clenching tighter."Oh, goddess... Ah... Aagh... So good... Auh... Oh yes, suck~ Auh... Suck it, baby.""Oh, so sweet... Suck me~ Mmn... Like that...""Mm... Don't stop... Auh... Don't fucking stop, baby... Auh... Fucking good... Aah~ Ouhh..." his tongue darted out to moisten his lips, and his soft moans continued."Hauh~ Hagh... Auh... Haugh... Lucas... Aauh... You're worshipping my dick...so well... Mmn...""Your lips obediently stretched around my cock...sliding down on repeat... A sexy sight...""Mmn, I love it... That you're bobbing like it's your last... Auh... Aauhh~!"Soon, he started moving his hips of his own accord, pushing them back and forth and then gyrating while Lucas continued steadily nodding on his cock.Seconds later, Benard started bucking up his hips, his weight supported on his flat open palms braced on the mat behind him. Expletives spilt out of his lips, and not once did Lucas stop nod
"Huh? When?" Benard asked with furrowed brows."I know you've cursed me lots of times in your mind today, especially when I joked about not kissing you earlier,""What, are you a mind reader now? Besides, why are you so sure I cursed you in my mind?""Your thoughts appear on your face often, especially when you're aroused," Lucas answered. "Besides, whether you really cursed me in your mind or not, I'm still going to punish you. Indirectly.""H-how?""Your cock will take the punishment in your stead.""Isn't my cock connected to my body?""Don't mind the small details,""I'll mind!"How could he not? Whatever's done to his cock, he'd feel it!"Relax, I'm your friend. Friends don't hurt each other. Usually,""So, you do plan on hurting my dick,""No. I'll be gentle. So, just relax and enjoy.""You...""You still want to get ass-fucked or not?"Benard harrumphed and even looked away.Lucas started slapping little Benard with very gentle force."So that's the punishment?" the brunet mutt
Benard started slowly rocking his hips back and forth, occasionally circling his rear. Chest heaving forward on repeat, his dick gently impaled Lucas' throat."Oh, Lucas. Oh~ I love the way your lips wrap around my cock. How fuckable your throat is... Ngh...feels effing good~"Seconds later, he started moving his rear up and down at a fast but tolerable pace, his cock pounding determinedly into Lucas' oral core.Benard soon caught his lower lip between his teeth gently, muffling moans resulting from the pleasure he was getting from moving his waist time and again.Before long, he grabbed Lucas' hair with his right hand, left palm still flat on the mat.Like that, he constantly dropped his hips intensely, his cock naughtily teaching Lucas' oral core lessons it wouldn't forget in a hurry.When he felt himself reaching his absolute peak, he slammed Lucas' throat one final time, bottoming out, his grip on Lucas' hair a little more intense.Benard shuddered, head lolling back, a groan of ca
She had her back to the wall, holding her left cheek with a trembling hand, her eyes to the floor, lips quivering. Not that the slap had stung much since Azylle had controlled his strength when he hit her just now. "Raise your head and open your mouth," the bald man ordered, already unbuckling his
Calytrix felt like slapping herself. H-how could she hurt her dear mom, whom she was trying so hard to save?Two rivers streamed down her cheeks while the two men chuckled, unfeeling towards her plight. Calytrix saw blood flowing down her mom's right ankle, and the latter's cries, though muffled,
The back seat's door was soon opened by the masked man after he approached the vehicle."Step out this instant, Calytrix Forger," the dark-clothed man said to her with a gruff and unsettling voice. "You need not worry too much; I don't need your life...yet."The fact that this unknown man also knew
Calytrix's eyes shot up, a gasp of disbelief escaping her parted lips as she witnessed Mrs Meyer drop down to her knees before her. "W-what are you doing, Ma'am?" she whisper-yelled, "Please stop this. You're my elder. This isn't right," she said with a look of distress while trying to help her be







