She yawns, sitting up in bed. Her hair is a mess, and her glasses are askew. A look is given to her alarm clock, the demoness noting the time before she falls back asleep.
The demoness is up and about today. She might linger about the library for a bit to find a new book before heading out to eat.
Today seems to be a quiet day.
@KnightOfRhxdes -- pause as Avniea used her free hand to grasp the base of that turgid fuckpole. Once again, their groins kissed before the demoness slowly pushed in. Every inch that was buried into that quivering tunnel of flesh and muscle would cause the remnants of her old load --
@KnightOfRhxdes -- visible marks that Kardia's armor would have difficulty hiding. Her hips then pulled back, her length freed from the crusader's groin with a loud pop. Was she done?
Of course not.
"On your stomach. Raise your hips."
Orders. She was giving orders to this woman of the church.
@KnightOfRhxdes -- Kardia's bottom lip, tugging on it.
"Breaking into my room with such illicit thoughts in your skull. Is this what you wanted from the start? To be /breed/ like a sow, knight?"
Her sharp words were paired with more nipping. Her teeth marred the pale flesh of her neck, --
@KnightOfRhxdes -- bed.
She gave a hard suckle on that teat, even tugging on the nipple with her teeth before releasing it. She spoke, her usual timid demeanor replaced with something cold.
"Mrm. No one can let me sleep, can they? No. Someone always has to come. and. interrupt."
The last --
@KnightOfRhxdes -- her balls twitching and clenching as she came. That slimy spunk was forced up her shaft, the warm sludge poured into that defenseless womb. Over and over, there was the subtle wet squelch as another wad of demonic seed was pumped out. The mark upon Kardia's loins --