That thing controlling him would never let him get sent to spawn, right? That passive regen is his infinite throatsleeve exploit.
But as much as he loves seeing him suffer and choke. . . he pulls out, spinning him around to switch to his ass immediately. π
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he never wouldβve guessed an omnic
would be so full of lust and yet here he
is being pushed to his limits by him π
emres face bright red , eyes locked up
onto the taller figures face .
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If he makes him cum at least 10 times before the match ends, he'll let the man jerk himself off for a proper orgasm. π₯°
For now? He's using his arms to rock him back up into his shaft as he fucks into his face. Get it niiiice and sloppy.
Too bad his entire kit falls apart to his shield and punches. Now his throat is getting punched, a nice purple hue showing how deep he's getting facefucked. π
Punching out your worthless tank back to spawn after they feed Annihilation to ππππ ππππ the DPS and supports with his endless stamina. Enjoy going back to bronze from all the games against Ramattra. . . and his little gift after every ult.
@CHAlNEDLUST Hmph. He has no obligation to feed into the perverted desires of a human.
Maybe if he begs for it. It might be the last thing he does before he loses his mind on it, however.
He wouldn't dare ask one of his kind to handle it lightly β that's a serious undertaking he wouldn't wish without knowing the risks.
Humans, though? Expendable. In short supply where he's stationed himself, though. But perhaps he's found something even better and more willing?
Odd, one would think Rammatra would have someone to willingly cake care of it by now, with how much he complains.
Would be fairly easy to find one too, with all of THAT. . .
He cannot, unfortunately. Not without more effort than the payoff. He simply has to take some time for. . . relief.
Many are enamored with the color and brightness of it. He wasn't aware it would even attract one of his caliber.
And just like that, he starts the process of deep, ruthless thrusting, putting his entire mechanical body into each slam of his hips.
Grip on the cat tight, rocking him onto his cock to ensure it goes as deep inside him as possible.
"Good. Courting with me would grant you no quarter, anyway."
Grabbing his waist as he's pulled in closer, rocking his hips to hilt himself inside fully, a deep noise radiating from the omnic.
"Much. . . much better than a hand. Hah. . ."
" Oooh, goodness you're quite a big one, aren't you? Heheh~
Don't worry, I have no intentions of telling you to slow down or ease up, friend.
I know what I'm signing myself up for- " Suddenly, Beelze would wrap his legs around Ramattra's waist, pushing on their backside-
He'd sensed something different about him β more than the obvious, at least. He means it, hmm?
Wasting no time in closing the distance, lining up his lightly glowing omnic shaft with his hole, a low hum as he pushes in.
"Ahh. . . very well. Do not ask me to ease up halfway."
He's heard many such praises. He'd rather not deal with it and its many. . . πͺπ―π€π°π―π·π¦π―πͺπ¦π―π€π¦π΄.
It's the purple, is it not? It was designed to. . . glow, at times.