“Helpful Meal Release” Proto Merlin helping Salter
"Aww... You're shaking~" A shamelessly teasing taunt left Merlin's loose lips as she pressed her body against the Alter king's.
The only noise that came in response was a growl, further intoned and led around with skilled fingers to get as much of a response as possible from the usually stoic woman.
Salter was certainly still trying to be stoic, perhaps even in charge of the situation in spite of the circumstances she had found herself in; had put herself in, in every way but one that would have her directly admit any sort of blame. She was the one who had welcomed Merlin's services, after all, after making an entirely different but almost as questionable decision.
But she hadn't expected or desired to be teased in this way, a gentle yet firm hand running up and down the length of her engorged shaft, finding every possible spot that could give her pleasure and yet not actually push her over the edge, perfect movements leading her on and on with no clear sign of when it might end.
Salter simply had to resign herself to endure all of this until the mage was done having her fun, stroking and testing her cock and balls, checking them for any remnants, be it bone, metal or whatever the treacherous knight might have had that could have survived the transformation into cum with any sort of consistency that would allow it to stand out.
It was only appropriate for the future cum stain to be where she had been, just as it was only appropriate for Merlin to have her fun, pressing, pulling and pushing in just the right way to make Salter gradually regret even considering the offer itself, let alone the agreement for a condom to be worn during the process.
As much as Salter required milking, this situation did even more so! Or at least, that was Merlin's opinion and she would stand by it!
Or, well, she would stand by it for as long as she could have. The sound of Salter's teeth clashing against each other, a threatening bite right next to her ear was enough to make Merlin make a short and pseudo-intentional mistake, applying just the right final push to start the orgasm; and then, per her own pride, Merlin made sure to draw it out for as long as possible, make sure that everything came to an orgasmic finish, as singular as it would be.
With spirited jerks and twitches, more and more cum burst out of the cock, into the condom, ballooning it with more and more of the "remains", pushing it beyond reasonable limit or capacity and yet showing no signs of tearing.
And just as the spurts became audible, forming a short harmony with the vague sounds of viscous and sticky cum sloshing around, it all came to an end, finished off with a pop as the condom was taken off.
The smell of Salter's cock had been further enhanced with the heat born of the spunk, and marination of being trapped with all of it... Yet, there was no time for Merlin to enjoy it as she instead gave a few final taps to Salter to make sure she was still conscious enough to at least defend herself in the afterglow.
"I'll go and dispose of this." Merlin finished off with an alluring whisper, simply turning around and walking off with the overfilled condom before Salter could even consider questioning just what it was she had planned to do with it.
