General RP The Occultist Club's Stud (Crow)

"I-its....so...I feel hot- and- so-" he mumbled as sge bent lower, but he dropped the doll, throwing himself at her rounded rump, his cock bumping up against it, r almost too eager that he didn't even think to unzip his pants, he just was rubbing up against her as the pheromones took over his human instincts to breed.
 
"I can't- I need it- I need it so bad- I just want to feel it!" He panted delirious lly as he shifted, his leg hooking hers to drag her down right the floor. His cock was so hard, luckily it wasn't mutatiing...but he still couldn't help but grab onto her curves, his stiff digging inti her. "I'll go crazy- if I don't!" He panted as she'd realize the pheromones were still all over her. She had sent her loyal club member into some kind of frenzy.
 
"I-ill only put the tip in fir a minute-" he panted as she gave in, know that Owen had no control. And if he didn't do this to her...surely he would only get worse. And God knows what would happen if he threw himself at some other poor bystander. He yanked his pants down, his hard cock stabbing inti her messy hole....he wasn't even sure which one but it was warm and wet, he didn't really care. Owen's foggy eyes were muddled by lust and mana, the powerful forces making him start thrusting like a animal, even harder than last night.
 

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