Yay only took 2 years! My fantasy came true!
Sirken smiled knowingly as to where his next words would lead. "We, the server staff,
were thinking to root the dragons. It would be just as 'classic' as erotic roleplay." He
stated as he finished his wine glass off.
Her mind conjured visions as to how that would require the autism armies to expend
several times their current efforts in order to get their pixels. It was so delicious, so
simple and would cause so much more suffering than sixteen hour variance ever had. So
much more conflict and clashing than earthquakes ever had. So much more suffering.
Her eyes fluttered around with a far-away lost look, as she could just echo his words.
"Root the dragons...!?!" She murmured, drinking down her own wine to try to push her
arousal away. But the Neriak Red wasn't going to help this time. In fact the alcohol only
disinhibited her as she soon found herself just as naked as her partner in evil. And on top
of him. Straddling his body. And then riding him as she couldn't hold back any longer.
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