Sylas and Lux’s rendezvous

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A halo of soft, golden hair spills around her, bare frame laid out before you in the dark of the forest. Your past meetings were never like this. Lux had sought you out to quell the rebellion you were building, but now it feels like you’re more of a means of comfort than anything. You’ll never understand her desire to fight for a kingdom that rejects her.

You tower over her, naturally, the pale of her skin consumed by the flush of her cheeks. You like the way her eyes shift away as if she isn’t used to the sight of your stature. It makes you grin.

You pin her down, as if to claim more of what you’ve already taken. Your fingers lace around her neck, closing tighter. Lux manages a muffled whimper through labored breaths, her eyes fluttering from your strength. Your cock now wholly buried in her, overwhelming the pretty thing. You take what has been offered, you take what is deserved. Coward that she is, she still likes the pain, she must think it penance for all those years you spent in that cell.