Sci-Fi RP Negotiating the Way of Space Elven Connections

The flavor of her masters vitae rolled along her tongue inti her mind, a impure blood as Mala was not of Noble blood...and yet it tingle on her tongue, a spice in a odd way, that was his conquering nature. His desire to own and control, to dominate infused into it. His hand opened up his pants pulling out his cock.
 
"Drooling in your master now? Such a messy Se you are!" He teased as he felt her body squeezing, her wetness the gravity and pressure of the position only deepening the barbs. Mala pulled her collar, thrusting up against her womb easily as he pushed his bloody lips onto hers again
 

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