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It was impossible. It was completely impossible.
Robin’s elbows rested on the desk in his room, the candle burning away to a nub beside him as he suffered yet another sleepless night. Rest was becoming a luxury that the young tactician couldn’t afford as he scribbled away at his journals, planning out strategies for upcoming battles and sorting out army lists for Chrom. If the reason for his sleepless night was simply that Robin had too much work to do, that would at least make sense to him. That would be alright.
But it wasn’t. He knew it wasn’t. There was another reason that Robin couldn’t sleep, and it was so much more important than the work he was doing at his desk.
Robin let out a groan, running his fingers through his wiry grey hair. He leaned back in his chair and heard the creaking wood struggle with his weight. Despite his love for reading, Robin was far from the typical example of a bookworm. After several long months of fighting on the frontlines alongside Chrom, Robin had shapeshifted from a common nerd into a muscular hunk! He was wider than he ever used to be, and his arms were getting thick and meaty. He was honestly impressed with his own progress, and with that feeling came a certain level of confidence that Robin never used to have…confidence that had all but left him at this moment.
Robin was sweating, and his breath was getting more ragged as his brain forced him to think about her. The source of his long, sleepless nights. The one thing that he couldn’t stop thinking about.
Her. Her. Her. She was in his mind. She was in his head. She was in his heart.
When Robin closed his eyes, he saw her standing there. Her lips as black as night.
Tharja. The Plegian dark mage who had a tight grip on Robin’s heart and would simply not let go. 💖💕💖
When she had first joined the Shepards, Robin didn’t realize just what an effect she would soon have on him. Like everyone else in the army, Robin found Tharja to be a uniquely mesmerizing woman. Her body was like that of a living fantasy, her womanly curves drawing the eye of every man in the room. She was blessed with thick thighs that were squished into her see-through leggings so tightly that they threatened to rip with every step she took. Her ass was devilishly plump and dangerously soft, the kind of jiggling rump that could make a man forget to breath as he ogled it. Tharja walked in such a way that her hips swayed seductively without her even realizing they were doing it. She sometimes ended up with an entire line of onlookers following her like zombies before she realized they were there and shooed them away.
Her breasts were so juicy and large, yet firm enough to rest on her chest and practically beg for a rough groping! Her nipples were puffy and seemed to constantly be erect, as if they were crying out for some horny tactician’s skilled fingers. Her long, raven hair was silky smooth and smelled of coconut shampoo, and she would often twirl it around her finger while idly staring off into the distance.
Robin had noticed these little details about Tharja. He couldn’t help it. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her for some time now. It wasn’t just her dynamite body…though that certainly didn’t deter him. No, it was her lips. Those dangerous, onyx-black lips. Full and smooth and glistening. Tharja wore the darkest of dark lipstick, and painted her long eyelashes with expensive mascara. She looked like an empress, a being so far above the rank and file of the rest of the army that Robin found himself utterly spellbound by her. Robin closed his eyes once more and sighed into his hands, and in the dark he could see her…he could see Tharja smiling as her hands moved in to wrap around his heart, her painted fingernails lightly scratching at the surface of it…there was no escape from her wicked charms…the abyss that Robin was sinking into when he stared at those puffy, gorgeous, slippery lips was deeper than anything else, and the worst part was that Robin was willingly jumping into it! He wanted to sink into Tharja’s darkness and wrap himself up in-
“Hello? Hello, Robin? Tch…is your brain broken?” A flat, whispery voice tickled Robin’s ear and snapped him out of his trance. Robin nearly jumped out of his seat, yelping as he turned to see who had entered his room so late at night.
The fates were playing funny tricks on Robin this night it seemed. The intruder was none other than Tharja herself. 💞
“You’re burning the midnight oil, Robin. Whatever would make Chrom’s trusted advisor ruin his sleep schedule this badly? You don’t want to get bags under your eyes like me, do you?” Tharja asked, her eyes narrowing as she stared at Robin. His lip trembled, his eyes bulged, and his cheeks turned red. Robin turned away, barely even able to look at Tharja at that moment. His thoughts were too messed up and indecent! He was worried that Tharja would somehow sense his feelings for her…
…but Robin, innocent and pure, hadn’t realized something very important about Tharja.
As her eyes drifted down to look at the strong muscles of the hunky tactician…Tharja’s dark eyes flashed a hazy pink as passion flared up in her pupils. Her wet tongue slowly licked along the smooth contours of her lips, and the unmistakable scent of female arousal started to rise up into the air around her.
As much as Robin was obsessed with Tharja, she was sooooo much more obsessed with him. ❤❤❤
Ever since she had joined the army, Tharja had only had eyes for Robin. She followed his every move, watching him like a hawk stalking its prey. She watched his growing stronger and burlier, turning into the kind of muscular hunk that made her knees turn to jelly. She watched him help those around him, giving aid and succour to the needy like the goody-two shoes kind of man that Tharja couldn’t help but crush on.
Tharja knew she had to have Robin from the very first day she had laid eyes on him, and now she could sense her moment of glorious triumph was at hand. The day that she would make Robin b-r-e-a-k~~~
She had applied her darkest lipstick. She had adorned herself in the thickest mascara. She had worn her tightest bodysuit. She had done all of this because she knew Robin loved them, and she had to make sure he couldn’t resist her tonight.
“You look exhausted.” Tharja purred, her hands moving to stroke Robin’s back. Her long nails were painted black as they lightly scratched up and down Robin’s spine. He shuddered, his breath getting short as he twitched from the tickling sensation.
“A-Ahhh…y-yes, well…I haven’t had a good sleep for a while…” Robin admitted in a shaky voice, “I mean…I haven’t been able to relax lately…”
“Mmm…poor thing. You do so much for everyone else, but does anyone do anything for you? I would suggest you think less of others and think more of yourself, but I know you wouldn’t listen to that.” Tharja sighed, slowly leaning down until her heavy breasts were pressing against Robin’s shoulder. He let out a quiet groan, tensing up as the soft weight of her funbags pushed against his body. Tharja leaned in close, her lips hovering less than an inch away from Robin’s ear.
“I know what you need, Robin.” Whispered Tharja in a husky voice, “I know what will make you feel much…much…better…💖”
Robin gulped, his eyes getting hazy as he glanced in Tharja’s direction. Those lips. They were so close. So very close. Just one twist of his head and Robin could press his own lips against those dark, soul-stealing kissers…
“Yes. You need a way to relax. You need a nice massage.” Tharja offered, her tongue slithering out from her lips and just barely touching Robin’s earlobe. His seat creaked as Robin moved around, unable to hold in his growing excitement. He was turning into putty in Tharja’s hands…
“B-But I’m working…” Robin weakly countered, unable to muster any kind of force in his voice. He couldn’t help it. He wanted a massage from Tharja so badly that it made his head ache. He wanted to give himself up to her soft hands…surrender to those long, pointed nails that scratched against his muscles so good…
“Shhhhhhh~~~” Tharja shushed Robin quiet, her hissing breath blowing right up against his ear. She brought her lips towards his cheek and puckered them up to deliver one long, lingering smooch to his face. A jet-black kissmark stuck to Robin’s cheek, a mark of Tharja’s adoration glistening in the candlelight. ❤
“No talking back now. No protesting. You know you want this. You know you need this. You know I can make you feel better. You know I’m the only one who can.” Tharja whispered at Robin, gently taking his strong hand and lifting him up onto his feet. He followed Tharja willingly, his weak legs moving at her command as she led him over to his large double bed. She started to strip Robin off, tossing his robe aside and leaving him wearing nothing but a pair of tight slacks.
Tharja stepped back to admire the sight of Robin’s body, and she let out a soft moan while nibbling on her bottom lip. He was just so…scrumptious~~~ 💕💕 All that muscle, yet such a soft and pretty face. Oh…Tharja was going to have a LOT of fun with a meal this tasty. She wasn’t an experienced woman, she was a total virgin as much as Robin was, but Tharja was a slave to her own instincts and desires just as much as Robin was. Even though she had never been with a man before, Tharja seemed to have a natural understanding about what men liked.
“Lie down on your back for me, Robin.” Tharja asked, twirling her finger around to suggest Robin lie down. He looked dazed, drunk on the thick atmosphere of anticipation that hung in the air.
“H-Huh? Don’t you normally get a massage…while lying on your front?” Robin asked, his voice slurred and dumb. Tharja giggled softly, her sweet voice sounding like liquid syrup to Robin’s ear.
“Ahh, well…this is an old Plegian technique that I’ve been taught. You need to be on your back for it to work. Come on now, Robin…don’t make me wait…don’t tease me…” Tharja begged softly, her eyes narrowing with lust. The mascara around her eyes was so thick and beautiful. Tharja really was a painted work of priceless art. Robin couldn’t deny her. Why would he ever want to? Tharja was so beautiful, far too beautiful to ever refuse…so Robin did as he was told and went to lie down on his back.
With a little skip in her step, Tharja quickly mounted Robin and sat herself down right on his sturdy lap. It felt to Tharja like she had just sat down on a throne made just for her. 💖💕
“H-Huh?” Robin asked, looking up at Tharja as she smirked down at him. He could barely even see her face as her massive, heaving tits were blocking his view. Tharja pushed her hands down onto Robin’s chest and stroked his pecs, her nails dancing on his body as she purred like a kitten and enjoyed the firm springiness of his muscles.
“Goodness me, what a manly body you have…” Tharja panted out, barely able to resist drooling. “How has a treat like you not been gobbled up by some other girl yet? Well, their loss is my gain…”
Tharja took hold of Robin’s hands and gently placed them right onto her own ass! Robin gulped, his jaw dropping as the soft sponginess of Tharja’s bountiful booty pushed against his fingers. She was so impossibly soft! Just what kind of diet did Tharja have to get an ass this unspeakably plump and meaty?! This was a spellcaster’s ass for sure! This was the kind of ass you could only get from a diet of sweet treats and a lack of hard exercise! Gods, Robin felt like he was going to go crazy now that he had finally managed to get his hands on this top-tier booty-meat…
“Now then…are we going to keep pretending this is just going to be a simple massage, or should we drop the act and get to the interesting parts quicker?” Tharja asked, her voice dripping with raw sexuality as her fingers danced on Robin’s body. “I’m more than happy to keep playing along, but my patience has its limits…as does yours, it seems. I can feel you growing harder and thicker underneath me…💖💗”
“Tharjaaaa…” Robin groaned, his strong hips lifting up inadvertently. Robin’s cock wanted to rub against the puffy lips of Tharja’s pussy, the hidden garden of delights that would surely solve all the problems in his life. The golden adornments to Tharja’s outfit did little to hide how scandalously sexy it was. If anything they highlighted the parts of her body that they didn’t hide! Her sheer black bodysuit was stretched to the limits, threatening to rip open with every jiggle of her massive breasts and plump ass. Robin’s fingers gripped the weight of Tharja’s ass harder as she rocked back and forth, her long nails teasing Robin’s nipples as she enjoyed the size of his muscles.
“I know, I know. You’re so pent up and desperate for release, aren’t you? Just like I planned. I wanted to push you to the edge of reason, my dear. I wanted to see you fall into depravity for me. I wanted you to become obsessed with me to the point of insanity, and it seems I succeeded in my little plot, didn’t I? But it’s okay…it’s quite alright…now that you’ve fallen this far, I’m going to take my time and enjoy the fruits of my labour. I’m going to get you addicted to my body, and make sure no other girl can ever sink their fangs into you…” Tharja purred out in a seductive voice, leaning forward and pressing her tits down against Robin’s chest. She started peppering soft kisses along his muscles, leaving her sinfully black lipstick marks all over him as a sign of her conquest. He was already hers at this point. There was no way for a man to resist the allure of a dark mage in heat, especially one as sinfully shaped as Tharja! The moody mage had never cared about the voluptuousness of her own body before. If anything she had considered it a frustrating distraction…but she knew Robin liked it, so now Tharja loved how she looked. If it meant capturing Robin’s heart, Tharja was more than happy to be a porn-shaped jerk-off fantasy. ❤💖
”Mmm…it sounds scary, doesn’t it? It sounds wicked, but I know you like hearing it. I can feel you growing even harder underneath me as I tell you all about my wicked scheme…m-mmph…actually, wait…I can feel you growing REALLY hard…and REALLY big…w-woah! WOAH!? W-What’s going on under…oh…ohhhhhhhh…💞💔💞” Tharja felt Robin bucking under her hips, and she lifted herself up to see what was happening. The realization hit her like a slap to the face as she finally saw the full shape of Robin’s bulge shoved down his tight trouser leg…
Huge. Fat. Long. Powerful. All those words started flashing in Tharja’s mind as she recognized the sheer male dominance that Robin was packing. What looked like over a foot and a half of solid fuck-meat pulsed angrily under Tharja’s warm body, pulsing along with Robin’s heartbeat. It was a dangerous thing indeed. A truly wicked and merciless beast that turned even the most dominant of dark mages into mewling sex-kittens! Tharja’s mascara-painted eyes widened as her body heated up in the presence of Robin’s absurdly thick cock. She felt her womb shuddering, her body instinctively preparing itself for what was to come next. Tharja realized that she had awoken an alpha-breeder with her naughty scheme, and her pussy was practically giggling at how foolish she had been to mess with Robin so much. Her fertile, defenceless eggs were now in serious danger of being thoroughly knocked up!
“Robin…is that your cock?” Tharja asked in her typically flat, low, yet wickedly arousing voice. Robin’s eyes flashed a bright purple as his strong arms shot up to grab hold of Tharja and pull her down into a deep, sudden, heart-stealing kiss!
Tharja felt a rush of euphoria hit her as Robin’s thin lips pushed against her own inky-black pair. He hungrily devoured her in a kiss, his tongue lashing against her plump kissers as he relished their smooth softness. Tharja let out a moan, her body grinding against Robin’s as she rubbed her curves against him. Her pussy was soaking wet, and she rubbed the horny slit against Robin’s tree-trunk thick thigh to satisfy herself on his body as he held her head in his hands and refused to break the kiss. Robin and Tharja were lost in the embrace, utterly trapped in an eternal kiss that seemed to last forever. 💖
“These lips…these fucking lips…” Robin growled out like a wild animal, “I’ve needed them for so long…I can’t stop thinking about them…they’re in my dreams, this wicked smile of yours…Tharja…Tharja…”
“Mmmh…mmphh…mwah…mmp…it’s okay…mmph…muuah…kiss me all you like…mmph…mmah…these lips are all yours, Robin~” Tharja panted out between kisses, her tongue slipping out to slide against Robin’s as the two made out passionately. While Robin was kissing Tharja, he raised his hand up into the air and roughly SMACKED her fat ass like it was a drum! Tharja let out a squeal, surprised by the sudden spank…but not upset by it. 💗❤ Her lewd body was shaped like it was purely for Robin’s sake, after all. She realized now that the reason that she had such an indecent, boner-baiting figure was because Robin had a secret fondness for naughty mega-bimbos with fat tits and thicc asses!
Robin and Tharja writhed around on the bed, eating other’s kisses up as they grinded their steamy bodies together in a heated frenzy. Robin got the upper hand in the embrace and managed to flip Tharja around, pushing her down on the bed so he was on top of her. She lay with her arms splayed out and a strand of her black hair falling across her face, the look of dishevelled excitement only fuelling Robin’s desires. He began to untie his slacks, and without a word of warning he let his massive, throbbing cock slap out into the open. It planted itself between Tharja’s tits, pushing against the soft fabric of her bodysuit as it stretched well past her breasts and slapped Tharja across the face! The titanic length of cock-meat stretched from the bottom of Tharja’s tits to the tip of her forehead!
“Oh gods…” Tharja whispered in awe, “It’s monstrous…how have you hidden this beast from me for so long? ❤💖❤💖”
Robin didn’t bother answering. Words were pointless at this stage of things. Robin had several long months of pent-up desires to unleash on his goth fuck-doll and he was going to start by absolutely cock-battering her slutty, sow-sized titties! Robin used his fingers to rip open a hole in Tharja’s bodysuit under her breasts, the sweet scent of her pheromones seeping out as her pale flesh was exposed. He lined his cock up with this newly made hole and shoved his drooling cock forward, ramming himself between the plump orbs of Tharja’s succulent breast-meat. His drooling cock-head slid through and got stuck on her bodysuit above her breasts, and Tharja quickly used her own long nails to make an exit for her darling Robin. His cock burst forth, grinding against her pouty black lips while he was fucking Tharja’s breasts at the same time.
Tharja placed her hands against the sides of her breasts and squished them together to make her cleavage cock-sleeve nice and tight for Robin’s pleasure. She puckered up her lips and smooched the gargantuan slab of cock-meat as Robin started to swing his hips, pounding Tharja’s tits while his leaking tip was lubed up by her bubbling spit and drool. With each thrust of his cock, Robin was drenching Tharja’s perfect breasts in a slippery sheen of slobber. He held onto Tharja’s hands as they were holding onto her breasts, gripping them hard as he increased the pressure on Tharja’s goth-mommy udders. The plump milk-meat shifted form, squishing into tight fuck-sleeves that were exclusively Robin’s property from now on.
“Nnnnrggh…this massive cock is beyond belief! 💞💖❤ T-This is simply inhuman! You’re more stallion than man, Robin! Oooh…I-I feel quite bad now…teasing you so much when you were wielding this bed-breaking monster-cock. How pent up must you have been? Ooorgh…feel free to brutalize my large breasts to your heart’s desire! 💗💗💞 Stain them in your cum, abuse them like a pair of cheap sex-toys! My indecently large breasts are all yours now!” Tharja offered herself up on a place, hissing through gritted teeth as her face was battered by Robin’s thrusting cock. Her lips were puffed into a thick grimace, making them look extra juicy as they slid along the underside of Robin’s cock and smeared black lipstick all over it. By the time Robin was finished here, his dick was going to be caked in Robin’s uniquely dark colour.
“So you knew, huh?! You knew that you were teasing me! Turning me on so damned much, making me unable to concentrate…do you know how much I’ve wanted to jerk off all over your lips since you first showed up?! You…you…you perverted slut! You dick-baiting piece of goth fuck-meat! Nnrggh…I-I can’t hold back any longer! I feel like I’m going to go berserk if I don’t bloat your fucking womb up with every last drop of spunk you’ve forced me to accumulate over the past few months! I’m not going to stop until I’m satisfied now!” Robin cried out, surprising himself with the intensity of his voice. Was this another sign of Tharja’s dark influence creeping into Robin’s mind, or was this all simply a natural side of Robin that he had never had the chance to explore before?
“Mmlrgll-llrgl-brlllrlr-shhrlllr! I’m sowwy! I’m sowwy! I had no choice! I had to make you obsessed with me! A-As soon as I first met you…I knew you were the one~~~ ❤💖❤💖💖” Tharja moaned out, lashing her tongue against Robin’s cock while alternating her titty-fucking motions. One breasts bounced up while the other bounced down, and the friction that the dark mage’s breast-bashing caused frothed up the spit and pre-cum between her cleavage into a slippery lube that only made Robin’s dick feel better in-between her udders. Tharja really was made from the ground up to please cocks. She was a top-quality goth-slut that deserved to be bred pregnant a hundred times over for her wicked teasing!
Tharja knew she could trust Robin to squeeze and grope her sweater-puppies hard enough by himself so she moved her own hands to the section of his shaft that was poking out from her breasts and colliding with her lips. She roughly stroked the imposing member, sliding her soft palms around it with fast and precise movements. Her long nails looked so seductive and sexy, the way she carefully avoided scratching Robin’s cock as she played with his dick like it was an instrument. No one would be able to guess this was Tharja’s first time servicing a monster-cock. She had skills of a certified pro, but that was purely down to her own naturally instincts as a total dick-huffing whore~
“Mmmph…mmrrll…shhrrrlp…blleeeh…shhrrlehh…shheelp…bbrrlp…💗💞💗💞” Tharja’s small tongue motions had now shifted into overt lashings, her frothing tongue striking at Robin’s cock aggressively as pre-cum pumped from the tip in hot waves. Tharja could feel Robin’s cock pulsing in her hands, swelling up thicker as if to allow more cum to pass through it when he finally blew. Black love-hearts flashed in Tharja’s eyes as she swirled her tongue under the rim of Robin’s tip and attacked the sensitive spot with her long, pointed tongue. Her hands gripped tighter around his dick, throttling the life out of it as she jerked the massive member as hard as she could.
Robin growled, his hips feeling weak as Tharja tried to suck the soul out of his cock. He wanted to surrender himself to her and offer up his seed as tribute…but just sitting there and letting the beautiful goth temptress have her wicked way with him didn’t sit right with Robin. An aggressive side of his personality he didn’t even realize he had flared up in response to the naughty look in Tharja’s eyes. She raised an eyebrow at him questioningly as her tongue slithered around like a snake.
“Is that all you’ve got? 💗💗💗” Tharja’s seductive look seemed to ask. She fluttered her long eyelashes and delivered another long, luscious, lingering kiss to the tip of Robin’s cock. It was like she was claiming ownership of it, making sure Robin knew deep down in the depths of his soul that his cock was now Tharja’s toy to play with. He couldn’t have that!
Robin suddenly lifted himself up and off Tharja, jumping off the bed and stealing away the cock that Tharja had been servicing so lovingly. She gasped in surprise, furrowing her brow with irritation at her delicious treat being taken away. Robin grabbed Tharja by the wrist and yanked her off the bed, making her yelp in shock as she fell down onto her fat ass and had her head pushed against the edge of the mattress. Down on the floor with her legs spread and her eyes wide, Tharja only managed to witness Robin’s colossal cock looming over her for a second before Robin grabbed it under the tip and aimed it right for Tharja’s lips. The horny tactician was aiming for a pole-slobbering suck-job from his goth fuck-slut’s abyss-painted lips!
“H-Huh? Robin! What are you doing now?! Are you trying to assert some control over me? Bad boy! You should know better than to tangle with a dark mage~” Tharja cooed out, looking up at Robin through her long eyelashes. Despite her show of resistance, Tharja spread her legs wide into a stripper squat as if she was assuming the perfect position for a gullet-gaping blowjob. Her throat was a silky-soft sleeve of slippery perfection, her well-lubed throat acting as the perfect hole for any massive cock to slip inside. Bubbles of froth quickly began to form and pop around the rim of Tharja’s black lips, and Robin let out a low groan of absolute delight as the warmth of Tharja’s devilish mouth wrapped him up like he had sank into a sauna. Inch after inch of his huge cock pushed into the tight depths of Tharja’s throat. It seemed like she lacked any kind of gag reflex at all…at least, it didn’t seem like she did yet. She still had more cock to gulp down to see if this beast could make her choke. 💕
“BBRLLLPP??!! BRRRLLUUUGGHHH!!! MMMPPPGGGGHHNNN!!! 💞💕💞💕💖❤❤💔” Tharja cried out in muffled protest, trying her best to pretend she was somehow offended by Robin roughly grabbing her by the head and pump-fucking her wet throat like it was a cock-sleeve. But it felt sooooo right to have her lips wrapped around Robin’s thick, manly dick. Tharja was one of the most dangerous women in the world. She was an all-powerful mage with the kind of dark spells that could cripple a nation. That she would ever end up on her knees in front of a man, servicing them with open delight…it was just unthinkable! But it felt good! So good! Tharja felt like this was where she belonged…down on her knees, worshipping Robin’s delicious cock like it was her job to do it.
Robin grabbed hold of a side-table and dragged it behind himself, leaning back on it with one arm while his other hand grabbed a hold of Tharja’s long hair and used the hold he had on her to bob her face back and forth. It looked like a scene you’d see in a filthy magazine being spread around the male soldiers rather than a meeting between the army’s top tactician and its greatest mage! Robin’s eyes were lidded, his hair falling over his face as he swung his hips in rough strikes to batter his dick against the back of Tharja’s throat. She looked up at him, her full lips stretching out along the turgid length of Robin’s cock as she exposed a lewd blowjob face for him to stare at. Tharja looked so perfect, the erotic mix of smoky-eyed derision and cock-addled obsession in her eyes making Robin even more crazy about her. How had he not dragged her into his room before this and pounded a litter of babies into her horny womb?!
“GRGLK-GRGK-GRGLK-BRGLK-BRGLK-GAGK-GAK-GAK-GA-G-GRGK-GAGK-GRLK-GRGK-BRGGK-BRGLK-BRLP-BRGL-BRGLK-RGLK-RLK-RGLK~~~~ ❤💔💔❤💔💖💔💗💔💖💗” Tharja’s eyes began to water, the strain of her throat being fucked so forcefully causing even her miracle throat to struggle. As tears slipped down her cheeks, her mascara began to smudge and smear her fair skin. Her breath struggled to come out as her gullet was stuffed full. She tried to snort down air through her nose, as tainted with the thick musk and stench of raw sex as it was. Every bit of air that Tharja managed to suck in was potent enough to act as an aphrodisiac and force her to get even more turned on. There was just no escaping the overwhelming dominance of Robin’s incredible cock!
“Choke on my cock…gag on it…” Robin demanded in a surprisingly gruff and commanding voice. Tharja felt her brains turn to mush at his rough demand, and her mouth drooled out even more sloppy spit in response. Tharja shook her head around, her eyes narrowing as bubbles of drool popped from her lips and her mascara stained her cheeks. She had gone from looking like an unbreakable mage-dom to looking like a fucked-stupid bimbo-goth fuck-wife! Robin felt his heart beating faster as he stared down at Tharja’s makeup-smeared face. She looked so fucking perfect like this…smudged lipstick and smeared mascara was such a good look for Tharja! As if she could sense his approval, Tharja attempted to smile up at Robin with her mouth stuffed full of cock.
Robin kept pounding away at her face, her cushioned lips softening the blow of Robin’s strong hips. He was approaching his orgasm quickly, and his massive balls swelled up with seed. Tharja could practically smell them, the sperm-stuffed orbs of pure manly virility. The source of all of Robin’s troubles were dangling down between his legs and growing heavier by the second. Tharja was absolutely in love with them. 💖
Those semen-bloated spheres were the reason that Robin had turned from a brilliant tactician into a drooling thug who only cared about breeding her tight throat-pussy. Men simply couldn’t escape the influence of their cocks, and with each drop of tar-thick semen that they produced their intellect dropped down in response. It was like a wonderfully dark spell that women could cast on virile, cunt-hungry men like Robin. The promise of being able to drain their fat balls into the pussy of a top-quality female was enough to make any man turn bad…and Tharja loved bad men. ❤💖❤
SPPPPPLLLLLLLUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!! Robin didn’t give any kind of warning before his release. Why would he bother? There was no point in telling a fleshlight you were about to use it for its proper function, was there? Tharja’s eyes shot open wide as twin jets of thick cum blasted from her nostrils, the overwhelming size of Robin’s load dominating her mouth and throat in seconds. There was so much jelly-thick nut-gunk, each load heavy enough to fill up Tharja’s mouth so her cheeks bulged out! The pure-white jizz trickled down across her pure-black lips, the contrasting colours only serving to make Tharja look more arousing as her face was caked in the runoff of Robin’s load.
It was a uniquely immense cumshot. Tharja didn’t have any experience to know this herself, but Robin was blessed with the most virile loads in the entire army. His single cumshot was more than enough to breed every single woman under his command heavily pregnant, and the poor girls would likely be carrying around triplets at that! But Tharja did her best to be a good cum-guzzling sow-slut nonetheless. Her throat bulged with the treacle-thick wads of jizz she slurped down her throat. Her eyes rolled back into her own head as the virile stench of fresh jizz made her pussy gush and squirt. Her body had totally submitted to Robin’s huge cock. Resistance was utterly futile in the face of such overwhelming strength.
“Mmmmmmmphhhhh…sooooooo gooey and rich~~ 💞💞 My throat looooooves this cum! I knew I would…I knew that Robin’s load would be the tastiest thing in the world! Mmmph…it’s sliding down my throat like liquid candy! It stinks so much, and the stench is clogging up my nostrils, but I never want to stop smelling this! Oooh…m-my brain is frying…he’s turning me stupid with his seed. ❤❤ Hee hee hee…I’m so happy~~ Tharja is going to be the best goth-slut cumdumpster ever! S-She’s gonna get drunk on all this yummy cum and use her tight holes to make Robin’s awesome cock feel good! Becoming a jizz-broken makeup-smeared breeding-doll…is the bessssssthhh~~~ 💗💞💗” Tharja thought to herself, absent-mindedly stroking her own pussy in a daze of lust as she got off on having her mouth creampied. Robin was groaning in bliss, his head falling backwards as he let out bouts of steam from his mouth like a wild horse in a cold field. This was the single most pleasurable moment of his entire life, and there was no competition. Blowing his load inside Tharja without a care in the world or a hint of restraint…this felt like something Robin was born to do!
Robin slooooowly pulled his still spurting cock out from Tharja’s mouth, struggling to escape the tight suction of her jet-black kissers as they clamped down around the tip of his cock and refused to let go. After some struggle, Robin managed to pull his cock out of Tharja’s wet mouth with a juicy *PLAP* sound. He jerked his cock off mindlessly like a chimp, firing off the last finger-thick strands of his load across Tharja’s beautiful, mascara-smeared face. Ropes of cum and makeup stained her blushing cheeks, and clear bubbles of saliva and cum popped from the gap between her pillowy lips. Tharja looked like she had been gangbanged by five cocks at once, and she felt like a brothel whore who had been forced to work overtime…but it felt sooooo good to see Robin’s look of satisfaction on his face.
“…haa…haaa…was I…a good girl? 💕” Tharja asked sweetly, her voice dripping with raw lust. It was a sentence she would never normally utter, but it just felt like it was the right thing to say at that moment.
Robin looked down at Tharja with a wild look in his eyes as he took his cock and slapped it across her cheek. Tharja moaned as the specks of cum and slobber flew from the impact of Robin’s dick hitting her face. Robin roughly rubbed his dick across Tharja, and she looked up at him with a big pout on her lips as she willingly let him smear his dick-sweat and cock-juices all over her. She had already been drenched in his thick, frothing nut after all. She was already a messy canvas for his cock to paint over.
“You’ve been a very good bitch, Tharja. A top-class whore.” Robin growled out. “But we’re not done yet. I need your pussy. I’m going to go crazy if I don’t get it.”
Robin lifted Tharja up off the floor, grabbing hold of her cheeks with his strong hands to make her pucker up at him. She felt like such easily manhandle fuck-meat in his hands…no other man would dare touch her in such a crude and perverted manner! She was exclusive to Robin. Only he would ever get to enjoy her soft, cock-baiting physique…her figure that was shaped like a Goddess of Fertility was for Robin’s personal use only! She allowed him to lift her up and toss her down onto the bed, where she splayed herself out like a model posing for a portrait. She was panting heavily, her chest rising up and down as Robin moved to grab her thick thighs and lift them up! He was aiming to put Tharja in a mating press, and her meaty body squished against itself as her limbs were moved to fit her into the perfect breeding pose.
“Nnrgh…do it…breed me…I’m just a set of walking holes for you to bang at your leisure, treat me like I’m your whore! 💖❤💕” Tharja moaned out, writhing under Robin’s body as if she was getting off on the degradation she was suffering. Tharja was realizing in real time that she was getting off on being treated like a living fuck-doll. Robin’s goliath-sized cock had awakened a fetish in her that she didn’t realize she had, and now Robin would get to enjoy the benefits of awakening Tharja’s naughty side. He had his own personal masochistic spunk-dumpster to drain his balls dry every single day!
Robin responded by pushing his face down towards Tharja’s and hungrily kissing her, silencing her lewd exclamations with a sloppy make-out as he sucked on her dark lips. The inky blackness of those puckered dick-suckers was so mesmerizing. Tharja was a mommy in training who just needed some jizz-spurting stud like Robin to stomp along and knock her up to fulfil her true purpose as a baby-brained goth-mama. Robin’s drooling cock pushed against the puffy lips of Tharja’s pussy as her soaked bodysuit clung to it, showing off her meaty lips that seemed to offer a welcoming smooch to his dick. Tharja reached her own hands down to tear an opening in her clothing, clouds of thick musk rising up from her in-heat pussy as she spread her lips and exposed the pink meat inside.
“Slide your cock into me, Robin…fulfil the contract between our bodies. When you enter me, there’s no going back. I’ll be yours forever, and you’ll be mine~~ 💗💗💕💕” Tharja declared, her eyes flashing a brilliant and ominous purple as if she was performing some kind of dark ritual. Was it just part of her bedroom talk, or was she seriously planning on tying her and Robin’s lives together in unholy matrimony? Either way it didn’t matter. Her hot, juicy pussy was too tempting a target for Robin to back off now! It looked like he would have no other choice but to claim Tharja as his woman!
Robin pressed his weight down and plunged his huge, curved cock deep into the soft folds of Tharja’s pussy with a sudden strike. Tharja felt sparks explode behind her eyes as her tight folds were pried open by Robin’s thick shaft, and the veins that trailed along the firm member grinded against Tharja’s pussy-meat like they were vibrating against them. Tharja’s silky-smooth and seductive voice broke into a feral squeal of shock as her virginity was claimed in a single visceral moment. Robin gripped onto Tharja’s raised ankles, his head lowering as he let out a strangled groan. It was so tight and wet and warm inside of Tharja…whatever expectations that Robin had for this moment had been blown away. The reality was so much more than his fantasies could ever come up with. This was Robin’s personal heaven, sinking deeper into the welcoming depths of Tharja’s goth-pussy like a hot knife sliding into butter.
“Ohgodsohgodsohgods…nnrgggg…mmmrrppg…mmooggh…I-I’m cumming…Robin, I’m cumming! 💞❤💞❤ OOOHHHGGGNNN!!! I’MCUMMINGI’MCUMMINGI’MCUMMING!!! NNRGGHH!!! YOUR STUPIDLY FAT COCK IS MAKING MY USELESS PUSSY CUM SO HARD AND YOU’VE BARELY EVEN STARTED TO FUCK ME!? NNRGH…T-THIS IS SO HUMILIATING BUT THE HUMILIATION FEELS SO GOOOOOD~~~!!! 💕💔💕💔💕 MY PATHETIC PUSSY IS A TOTAL PUSHOVER FOR YOUR COCK!!! I CAN’T RESIST YOU, ROBIN!! I’M GOING TO BECOME AN ORGASM-JUNKIE WHO GETS OFF ON BEING TREATED LIKE A CHEAP RUBBER COCK-SLEEVE!! ❤💔💗💞💕” Tharja cried out, letting loose the wicked thoughts in her mind as she lost the ability to keep her mouth shut. She could only squeal and squirt, her mind melting in the throes of the bliss Robin’s cock was delivering unto her.
The bed creaked loudly under the weight of Robin’s thrusts. He pounded himself into Tharja relentlessly, kept from going balls-deep only by the virginial tightness of the dark mage’s sinfully sweet pussy. Tharja’s honey-pot was a luxury beyond compare, a sweet and syrupy heaven that only worthy cocks would ever get to go. Robin bashed his blunt cock-head up against the back of Tharja’s perfect pussy, and the imprint of his fist-sized tip bulged up from Tharja’s belly folds. Tharja’s eyes went white and her lips formed into a cock-shocked “O” as she saw her own body being reshaped purely by the power of Robin’s lust. Her spread legs trembled as her horny pussy suffered yet another violent climax. Tharja was being forced into multiple orgasms one after another, and Robin wasn’t given her any chance to take back control. She was under his power now, and she would remain so until the brutal stud had enjoyed her sweet fuck-holes enough.
“THIS PUSSY IS MINE! ALL MINE! I’M MAKING SURE YOU CAN NEVER GET OFF ON ANOTHER COCK EVER AGAIN!” Robin roared out, grinning from ear to ear as an unknown dominating side of himself reared its head. Perhaps it had something to do with his connection to Grima, or something to do with his multiple forays onto the battlefield in such a short time, or maybe he just couldn’t resist the allure of a big-titty goth fuck-wife. Whatever the reason, Robin pounded into Tharja with enough force to make the floor shake. Tharja let out shrill, throaty moans as she threw her head back onto the pillow behind herself and felt her pussy fully surrendering to Robin’s strength. There was scant few inches of her pussy left that he hadn’t fucked his cock into, and her sloppy jizz-slurping pussy wasn’t going to be able to keep Robin out for long.
“OOOORRGGGHHH-HHHRRROOGH-GGHHIIIEEEEEE~~~!!! ❤💔💗💕 S-SO ROUGH AND VIOLENT!! T-THIS IS…THIS IS WOOOOONDERFUL~~!!! ❤💖❤💖 I KNEW YOU HAD A DARK SIDE TO YOU, A PERVERTED AND WILD SIDE THAT NEEDED TO BE DRAWN OUT!! I-I WANTED TO TURN YOU INTO THE BEAST I COULD SENSE YOU WERE DEEP DOWN, ROBIN!! I WANTED TO INCITE YOUR FERAL URGES!! COME! COME BREED YOUR BITCH AS MUCH AS YOU DESIRE! 💕💖❤💔💗💞 YOU’VE GIVEN ME WHAT I WANT SO I’LL GIVE YOU WHAT YOU WANT! I’LL SHAKE MY FAT ASS FOR YOU AND PLEASE YOUR COCK AS MUCH AS MY SLUTTY BODY CAN ALLOW! NNRGGH…PLAP MY FUCKING WOBBLE-MEAT UNTIL IT’S RED RAW!! TREAT ME LIKE A WHORE WHO OWES YOU GOLD!! DON’T SHOW ME ANY MERCY!! A JIGGLING BONER-BAITING GOTH-SLUT LIKE ME DOESN’T DESERVE A SHRED OF YOUR MERCY~~~!!! 💖💖💖💕💕💕” The crazed squeals that Tharja made were just about recognizable as human speech, her delighted howls serving to swell Robin’s already inflating ego. Making a woman as gorgeous and beautiful as Tharja feel this level of ungodly pleasure…it made Robin feel like a damned king! He had to finish the job! He had to get balls deep up in Tharja’s guts and paint her womb white with his thick spunk!
Robin’s curved, womb-bruising cock finally managed to pry open the tight meat of Tharja’s devilish pussy enough for his entire shaft to end up buried inside of her. Tharja’s back arched, electric shocks jolting across her spine as the overwhelming feeling of fullness forced yet another submissive squirting climax out of her orgasm-obsessed pussy. With Robin managing to sink deep enough into Tharja to fully stuff his colossal member into her, his strong body was close enough for Tharja to wrap her arms around him and hold him close to her voluptuous body. The dark mage clung to her handsome prey like a cobra wrapping around a snake, and she bit down on his shoulder to muffle her moans while her long black nails scratched along Robin’s muscular back. The telltale marks of her claws were etched into Robin’s skin, a reminder for him in the morning when the haze of lust had faded that he had bred a truly dangerous woman. ❤❤
“MMMMPPPPHHHHH…MMMOOOGGGGHHHH…MY PUSSY IS SO HAPPY~~~!!! 💗💞💗💞 MY WOMB IS SCREAMING WITH JOY!! I-I NEVER THOUGHT I COULD EXPERIENCE SUCH DELICIOUS PLEASURE…IN ALL MY LIFE…M-MY VISION IS GOING WHITE!! I CAN’T STOP MY PUSSY FROM CUMMING?! ❤💖❤ R-ROBIN…ROBINROBINROBINROBINROBIN…IT’S SO DELICIOUSLY CORRUPTING!! I CAN NEVER GET AWAY FROM THIS COCK NOW!! HOOOHGGNNN!!! USE ME LIKE A WHORE!! I EXIST TO MAKE YOUR COCK FEEL GOOD, I’M A SEED-DUMPSTER WHOSE FAT TITS AND FULL LIPS ARE PURELY FOR YOUR USE!! 💞💕💗💖” Tharja cried out deliriously, her mouth speaking words her brain wasn’t even coming up with. She was babbling in pure instinctual excitement, and Robin was matching her frenzy with his hip swings. He pushed down onto her, pressing Tharja down with his weight as his hips swung so fast that they were practically a blur. The only sound louder than creaking of the bed below Tharja and Robin was the violent plapping of meat on meat as the two lovers mated like wild animals in heat.
“OOORGGHNN!!! 💖❤💔💗💔💗 NNRNRROOOGGHNNN!!! ❤💕❤💕 MMMRROOOGGGHNNN!!! 💖❤💔💗 GGHHUUUGGHNN!!! 💖💖💖💖 GHIIIIEEEE!!! 💕💞💔❤ OO-OO-OO-OGOOOGO-OOGGOGO-OOGOGGGGHNNN!!! ❤❤💔💔 CUMMINGCUMMINGCUMMINGCUMMINGCUMMINGCUMMING!!! 💗💔❤💗💔❤” With her arms wrapped around Robin’s chest and her legs bucking around in his grip, Tharja squirted what little sense she had left out of her head as Robin’s cock swelled up fat and virile inside her waiting womb. The suckling baby-room was craving an onslaught of hot spunk and Robin was ready to deliver it. Time seemed to stop for the two as Robin pressed his hips against Tharja, his cock suddenly erupting with an onslaught of sludge-thick sperm that had been brewing up in Robin’s balls for this one moment. The percolating jizz was lava-hot and clay-thick, and Tharja’s ultra-fertile eggs had no recourse but to surrender to the might of Robin’s wrigglers and let him knock her the fuck up!!!
*SPPPPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTT*
The fat globs of Robin’s spunk blasted into Tharja’s womb like they’d been fired out of a gun. Both Robin and Tharja’s sweaty bodies shuddered with the forceful impacts of the thick load, their mouths gaping open in silent awe as they struggled to comprehend what they were feeling. Robin grit his teeth together, his hands moving down to roughly grope the hell out of Tharja’s huge tits as he blew his load inside of her, and Tharja continued to cling onto Robin with all her might as the sloppy sounds of Robin’s release echoed around the room. Splat!! Splat!! Splat!! SPLAT!!! SPLAT!!! SPLAT!!! Over and over and over again, Robin let loose a pent-up stream of his breeding-juice and left Tharja as a thoroughly cum-stuffed mess in his wake.
It was the most satisfying moment of either Robin or Tharja’s lives, and it cemented their future together. There was no way either of them could go back to normal lives after what they had experienced together now. 💖
By the time morning rolled around and people started to wonder where either Robin or Tharja was, Tharja was kneeling down on the floor with Robin gently stroking her long, messed-up hair as she slurped and sucked on his half-erect cock. Her flawless make-up was messed up like a whore’s, and her perfectly applied lipstick had been smudged all over Robin’s muscular body. The smearing lines of lipstick wrapped around Robin’s cock and planted on his balls told the story about what they had been doing all night long.
With one last lingering smooch of Tharja’s lips pressing against the hot tip of Robin’s cock, Tharja let out a sign of utter contentment and leaned up against his strong hand like a pet being fussed. This was a side of her that only Robin was ever going to know about…and he was the only one who could enjoy the wonderful benefits of knowing it. 💗💕