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"No, I do not know nor did I asked you for your name, Ignis."
There is always some annoying dude here, isn't it? Letting out a small gasp.
"Can you move away to another treadmill?"
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โ Thatโs what they all say. . . โ
Ignisโ smile doesnโt falter. His confidence is astounding, despite the apparitionโs clear disinterest.
โ Nameโs Ignis, but you might know me by my stage name, Cinderclaw! โ
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"No, I don't think I will."
Not even bothering turning around to see him, just focused on his own exercise. Letting out a small sigh as the other got to run in the treadmill next to his.
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His provocative display continues, his proclamations accompanied by a few, subtle flexes. The feline carelessly chooses a treadmill next to the other gym goer.
โ Yeesh. . . Tough crowd. Not a fan? You will be! โ
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โ Welcome to the stage. . . ME! CINDERCLAAAAW! โ
He always feels the need to announce his presence. Even now, as he enters his local gym, wearing a a pair of spandex shorts, and a low hanging vest top.
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"Mmmgh! Eek oh! You... H-Harder! Uuuugh!"
He was niw shouting, his hands trembling while his microdick was throbbing.
"M...More, please...? Make me beg for more like the pig i am."
The pull made the specter able to see how big and heavy those obese moobs were, while Tahm was looking down embarrassed.
"You.. stupid.. Eeek! Mmmgh!"
Squealing already, sighing heavily while his little clit started dripping precum already.
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"Now, now, you should know better than anyone that taking our time is better."
Keeping it there, hands going around his chest to pull from his nipples.
"Be good and squeal like the pig you are."
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"Y-You're huge! Even bigger than other demons... I mean, whatever just, end with this."
Fixing his hat, he just looked more... Nervous? Needy? Maybe his hips moving side to side was an indicator.
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"And that is an excuse to be so small?"
Laughing, taking a step back just so he could properly let his light pressing against those fatty mounds, getting hotdogged by them.
"This is a real cock!"
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