He doesn't even care that he's been knotted, as all he can think about is how good it all feels. His tail wagging a bit too.
As he tried to tug out, it makes him moan a bit. Still sensitive to any movement down there. "I think you're stuck for now.." he says softly.
"Oops.."
" My hammer is not an Ichor weapon.
It is D.I. or Defictionalized Ichor.
Radiation kills the 'fantasy' in normal ichor, making it into a substance that is Fiction-Resistant.
It's good for making general use weaponry and armor from it. "
He'd sigh once more, his orgasm slowly coming to an end. A hand would slide down to Scorpie's abdomen, occasionally giving it a not-so-gentle pressโ making sure he feels his cock inside him ..
" . . I hope you're comfortable at the moment.
We'll be here for a while. "
" . . . Nnh .. "
He let out a frustrated groan, seeing that they'll be stuck here for the next half hour, minimum..
He'd look to the side, his brows furrowing, trying to look for something to do while in the closet ..
" . . Oops is right.
I did say to be careful .. " +
He doesn't even care that he's been knotted, as all he can think about is how good it all feels. His tail wagging a bit too.
As he tried to tug out, it makes him moan a bit. Still sensitive to any movement down there. "I think you're stuck for now.." he says softly.
"Oops.."
Sorry for missing #SeductiveSunday, your Prince(ss) has been a bit tied up lately!
As you can probably tell, he's been a lil bit experimental in letting the Lightners he's fond of serving use him how "they" want .
It's not really working the way he expected ...
Seed.
" S-Shit, Hahh..!!โ "
A few desperate tugs were made, to no avail .. Him and Scorpie were tied together.. With his seed pumping into his subordinate.
" G-God ..- "
Those moans were beginning to get incredibly hard to stifle. His breath shuddering with every intense thrust into Scorpie . .
But, however, just as Marcel was about to tell Scorpion to be more carefulโ
POP !
In went his knot, stuffing the Succubug's cunt in his own hot +
And with how wet he is, it could easily pop inside. By now he isn't even thinking about it! More focused on chasing that orgasm, fast and needy.
Even thoughts of keeping quiet haven't passed his mind, moaning around his fingers as he rides.
He'd admit, pouring himself a drink after Bill wrapped up with his.
" . . . She felt hurt, the day you left. The day you suddenly disappeared. "
Downing his liquor, he'd let out a sigh.
" Ultimately, she's moved on. At least, I believe she did. "
He'd sit next to Bill, resting his arms on the counter. It was odd, seeing him without that lab coat and dress shirt.
He was currently in a turtleneck, with the sleeves rolled up.
" . . I figured you were looking for her.
I don't think she's looking for you, however. " +