"Yes—harder, you beautiful bastard elf!" I thrashed wildly on the rug, golden hair tangling in the mana-weave fibers, pulling painfully at my scalp as my pink cock wept steadily now, smearing sticky trails across my heaving belly.
His thumb found my shaft next—cute, flushed length utterly dwarfed in his massive grip—pinching the sensitive head cruelly between finger and thumb.
He rolled the slit until it gaped, milking out more pre in glistening beads while his fingers pumped my ass relentlessly, stretching me wider, flooding my channel with slick mana-sparks that amplified every brutal thrust into ecstatic fire.
"Look at this pretty pink cock," he purred dark and velvet, violet eyes gone fully feral, pupils swallowing the irises as he drank in my debasement.
"Emperor has got a virgin's dick—twitching so pathetically for elven abuse, leaking like a faucet. Beg for it proper, Your Majesty. Tell me how my hands own you."
"I am not a virgin!"
