Beneath Sunjata's hands Frey's legs will feel both muscular and supple; the sorts of legs you could sink your teeth into with just enough flesh to grab during a really good fucking. Cradling Sunjata's balls now beneath his clothes, the god saws their teeth against Sunjata's earlobe. "Lots of rules in war. The question is, which ones you care about." The purr in a breathy sort of whisper. 'You've already picked your side." They add with a shrug, erect nipples pressing against the Flood's back. "The side that sees you and Nate get out of this alive. So follow whatever rules get you there."
The young demigod would feel an orgasmic heat building in the back of their throat, radiating down through their body the way that cold water does when drunk on an empty stomach. "At the end of this war I want there still to be life." Their palm rubs against Sunjata's cock now. "I want bodies that are able to sustain life and people who want to fuck still. I want land and fertility." Their lips press against the side of Jata's cheek. "I don't care who are how. There needs to be something that goes on after all of this." If that was Sunjata and a harem with a small patch of land, so be it.
The young demigod would feel an orgasmic heat building in the back of their throat, radiating down through their body the way that cold water does when drunk on an empty stomach. "At the end of this war I want there still to be life." Their palm rubs against Sunjata's cock now. "I want bodies that are able to sustain life and people who want to fuck still. I want land and fertility." Their lips press against the side of Jata's cheek. "I don't care who are how. There needs to be something that goes on after all of this." If that was Sunjata and a harem with a small patch of land, so be it.
FREY
