Sci-Fi RP Negotiating the Way of Space Elven Connections

Mala looped his fingers around her niupples, his tongue forcing intibher mouth as she took her Mawa's advances, his body nestling against hers. Was he simply throwing his will upon her...probably. But...she shortly felt her masters cock stirring against her, hardening.
 
He grasped her leash, pulling her up closer, bitinghid lip briefly to let a drop of his blood fal into her mouth. His own in comparison to hers was not as noble ofcourse, but held stronger intensity of emotion, his finger strokingvon her clit faster.
 
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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