I Am Married To The Grand Sorcerer(Mpreg)
02(M)
The little petite boy slowly reaches out his hands and starts untying his clothes.
Azis takes the glass in his hand sips the content, his eyes still fixated on the boy in front of him who is clumsily flumbling on his clothes.
Once the clothes were taken off, his robe fell down his jade smooth skin and the boy by reflex tried to cover his body.
The man in red robe tched before sipping the contents in the glass he was holding.
Azis
Was this also a part of your act?
He puts the glass on the table and walks towards the bed, where his now wedded bride was sitting n*ked and trying to cover himself with his hand but failing miserabely.
Koran
I am not pretending, your highness.
Koran calmly stated his innocence.
Azis forcefully grabs the boy's chin and thursted upwards, the boy let out a hiss in pain but the grip only tightened.
The man in red robe tosses his clothes aside and stands in front of Koran, displaying his n*ked body in full glory.
The boy looks at him, confused. Azis, having to no more patient in him pulls Koran's face upwards and glare at the boy.
Azis
Aren't you just a slave disguised as my bride? Sent to please me, so that I can keep blessing the continent, so do your job.
The boy with his now red face looks the other side in embarassement and humiliation. But, slowly inches his face closer towarda Azis's soft member.
He slowly lick the man's soft member which hardens as he continues his blo*job. Tears blur his vision as he continues self deprecatingly.
He pushes Koran and hovers over him.
Azis
They could've sent at least a better slave.
Koran mumbles as he lets Azis do whatever with his body and it was only until at dawn it stopped.
Azis states before walking out if the room towards the bathroom leaving heavily panting and messed up Koran on the bed.
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2023-08-04
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