The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)
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"Well, what would you recommend? Dirty talk?" He asks, chuckling as the hand that was groping her ass moves down to her pussy, his thumb rubbing her clit.
"Oh? And since when do you like the tender stuff?" He asks, chuckling as he uses the friction of both their bodies to grind against her cock.
"I'm just saying it is better than snark and snide. To be honest, this position bores me now." She puts a hand on his shoulder and pushes so they both roll over with her on top before she starts bouncing on his dick "Too idle for me right now."
"Ah, I see what you mean... But what "tender" stuff do we talk about?" He asks, raising an eyebrow as he puts his hands on her hips and thrusts back to meet her hips every time she slides down.
"Well, there's no need to compliment you on anything. You're already quite confident in yourself, aren't you?" He asks, chuckling and squeezing her ass. "Plus, comments about asses or tits are rather... Sexist." He says, grinning.
"Well, Phorsaal, may I say you've got the best ass I've ever fucked?" He says, struggling to hold in his laughs.
"And you have nice squishy breasts as well. They make great pillows." He says, grinning and reaching up to give them a squeeze.
He laughs and gives her breasts another squeeze. "Your hair is a little off-putting though. I try to avoid looking at it when we're fucking." He says, glancing up at it.
"It's white. You know who else has white hair? Old people." He says, looking back down at her. "I mean, great body... And then I see your hair and... It just feels weird." He murmurs, tilting his head.
He shrugs. "Hey, at least I'm honest about it." He mutters, sitting up and planting a kiss on her cheek. "Goodnight. See ya in the morning." He murmurs, giving her ass a squeeze as he walks out with his clothes in his arm, cock swaying as he walks.
Khorvis walks in, dressed in full armour. "Get up. It's time to go." He says, picking up his skull-headed cloak from the floor where he had left it last night, and putting it on.
He snorts at her joke, even though it was directed at him. "Be that as it may, you wake up far too late on normal days. We should challenge the Queen when she's still somewhat sleepy. The challenge has to be accepted or rejected immediately, remember?" He says, looking at her.
He nods and walks alongside her. She notices he's already fully geared up, and has his magic glaive in his waistband.
"Eat first. Get some food in your belly, and you'll feel better." He says, leading her down through the empty house towards the kitchen.
"Eat first. Get some food in your belly, and you'll feel better." He says, leading her down through the empty house towards the kitchen.
"I was going to cook a fresh meal for you, but never mind..." He sighs, walking to the stove to fry himself some eggs.
"Oi. Shut up. Don't think about shit like that. Stay focused on positive stuff." He growls, flipping his eggs onto a plate and sitting across her. "This is do or die. Do it for yourself, your slaves, the hopes of everyone in this city, and your best friends, or die knowing that they're going to suffer for your failure."