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Robin planted kisses all across his cock, slurping and licking it, attacking all the spots in which he loved, surging shot after shot of dopamine into his brain. Successfully calming his nerves, reducing the stress upon his shoulders and helping him relax. Within her mind, she honestly had no hopes of successfully finding a still living and breathing prince to rescue. Entirely aware that Asai might end up blaming himself once more for taking too long, too long to gather the military-alliance, too long to train and recruit his knights, or perhaps taking the blame upon himself for wasting time in Draftt.

Thus, she focused entirely on making her man feel good, as she tended to her own flower with only her own slender-fingers. However, having a mind of his own, Asai plucked her up from the shoulders and forced her to sit upon his cock, aligning it against her wet lower lips.

Having made his desire abundantly clear, he laid himself back upon the bedroll and enjoyed the scenery. His dearest Robin Sol was now grinding on his cock as she was quick to plunge it in, whilst the stars above glistened and illuminated the darkness like hope.

Undoing her top-buttons, he ensured her shirt remained lingering upon her arms but low enough to expose her snow-white breasts to him. Helping himself to a tasting, he raised himself to suck upon her soft-pink tits, alternating between the two as his slapped his tongue across them. Vacuuming her soft-meat buns, sucking as much of the balloons into his mouth, he played around to his desire before laying back down once more.

Robin, endorsing his behaviour, in which she found to be adorably cute, leaned further down to plant her breasts into his face again. Whilst her hips continued to grind and stir her own pussy with his rod deep within.

Whilst in truth, she was doing all the work and serving the man like a king, she honestly enjoyed being on top rather than below.

Being finger-fucked, blasted, eaten and fucked into the clouds did indeed feel amazing, but she highly preferred riding him. As it was the only time she was truly fucking him, and not being fucked by him, in a weird notion that made sense only to her mind.

In life, she remained wholeheartedly devoted to Asai, as if he were a walking, living, breathing god amongst men. But during the night, within bed, at the very least, she desired to dominate him in some form or way.

Such as making him lose control over his limbs as they flexed, twitched and tightened, whilst the man fell into uncontrollable lust induced by her actions and body, by her pussy and perky-breasts that sent him into orgasm after orgasm.

By no means, was Robin Sol a pillow-princess, a dead-lay. No, she had learned from the best, fucking, grinding and twirling her hips as she controlled his meat stick within like a joy-stick, forcing it to grind and twirl against her walls as her slime slathered all over it. Proficiently tightening and clamping down on him, whilst also slowing and arching in a way that revealed their connection to his eyes. Playing to his imagination and desire to the best of her ability, as he once more climaxed inside her.

Be it wholesome-sex, aggressive-fucking, slow and gentle grinding, or outright trying to pulverize his groins with her pussy. Robin blew the man's brains out, as she alternated between allowing him to enjoy the afterglow, and torturing him through them. Finding his shaking, heavy breathing, and arching back to be deliciously cute.

Sunrise come, the half-elf found herself asleep, still upon his chest, still connected with her man as his cock remained deep inside her. Whilst sticky fluids covered their groins, and once more another fine bedroll and rug was ruined.

Thankfully, Asai was filthy rich, and thus could afford such waste. Especially when he was the main source of the materials his factories utilized.

..

Having had his balls milked entirely dry by the half-elf. Asai found his brain escaping by passing out unconscious, with a short respite to catch his breath. He turned in great horror as Lemon approached wearing nothing but shiny latex that only emphasized her curves, revealing and ensuring his penis still had clear access to her holes.

"L-Lemon, I'm dry. I'm tapped out. Can we do this another night?" 

"Nonsense Asai~ ♡ Your balls are simply magical, there's no way in hell or heaven, any women out there will ever be able to truly sate them." Her soft hands cupped both of his balls, as warmth surged into them, reinvigorating them as his little brother slowly awoke as blood surged into it. "Besides, we have our deal, you must sate my hunger or I might die you know? You wouldn't want that right? Not when I have so many more skill books to unlock and offer~"

"Screw me sideways, she's right. Fuck it, a little less sleep won't matter."

"Sure thing!"

"Huh?" 

To his dismay, he had momentarily forgotten that the curvaceous succubus was capable of reading his mind. As such, he found himself quickly chained into a wooden wall sideways, with his cock lingering around in search of honey.

"W-wait! I didn't-"

Lemon ignored his pleas, her hunger was beginning to get the better of her. Thus, she arched her back and slammed her ass backwards and into the man's groins. Plunging his dick into her depths as her womb opened up to tightly latch upon the head. Like a twister, her liquids surged in circles, twirling around his penis and massaging the rod outwards. Causing his penis to twitch and shake as if it were infinitely sensitive.

"Screw you sideways right? It will be my pleasure!"

In addition to the twister within her honey-pot, she began to bounce, squashing her soft-ass against his groins as his penis failed to hold back its sperm, flooding her womb with it as she squeezed her own tits in joy. Something she was sure Asai could clearly see, from his awkward sideward view.