Sci-Fi RP Negotiating the Way of Space Elven Connections

[Knight_of_None]

As Miria felt the daze and swim of her suffocation, her master granted her the beauty of breathing aging, allowing her to gasp for breath as she felt him drive himself to his base, starting to gush his seed into her belly.

 

[RedCoat]

She gasped down the scant breaths he gave her as he dumped his seed into her, her guts flooding with his seed until her belly swelled up slightly, raising her up a little off the bed "Ahn... Mawa... You bless... your Se..."

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Yes, I figured it would be fitting for a Se that pants like an animal to get get filled like one." He said as he pulled out of her

 

[RedCoat]

She blushed at his words, moving to start cleaning his cock before he could even consider giving the order.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she turned around and started getting to cleaning up her mess, Her Mawa gave her a satisfied sneer. "Good....good." He praised as he reached down and stroked her hair hair.

 

[RedCoat]

She smiled around his cock at his words, shifting her head into his strokes whilst she cleaned him "Fank Oo mawa..."

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she tried to clean and lean into his hand at the same time, her master curled his fingers, digging his finger nails into her scalp. Once he saw fit, her pulled her mouth away from his shiny cock. "Mm. Now, finish cleaning up that Se for her Primary."

 

[RedCoat]

She nodded, moving to do as ordered by her Mawa, even as the Terran would still be lost, moaning faintly as Miria cleaned her out of Mala's cum. Eventually, she was empty, and Miria knelt like the good dog she was, next to Mala.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she settled at her masters feet, Mala would run his thumb over her lips, wiped the sticky remains away. Mala finished touching to the Aide, fixing her clothing while she slept off her first-time with a superior being. The Envoy settling to prepare for the meeting, he began to toy about with the human screens in the room access their news feeds.

 

[RedCoat]

As he'd look at the screens, finding info, he'd see one very interesting storyline. A protest had turned violent, when supporters of unification and remaining independent of the Aelfen Empire had clashed. Hundreds had been hospitalised, and apparently the Primary herself had been pulled out of her meeting to address the calamity.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Hm. The Terrans certainly love their riots..." He put his fist under his chin thoughtfully, curious what he could glean. Political violence was not so direct in the Empire, what with all the power in the hands of the nobility and the Emperor's will being absolute. He stood up as he listened to the story. Approaching it perhaps would be useful...agitating independents with his presence would potentially be as useful as quelling it...but he also had time to meet other diplomats.