High-pitched, frantic cries escaped Lune’s mouth while she got roughly pressed down and fucked by her own nemesis once again. With all his weight on top of her frail, skinny body, she has no choice but to endure it all. Her contorted posture allowed him to go as deep as he could, hitting the backside of her cunt hard with every thrust.
Ran’jit placed his hands wide apart beside her head, his fingers digging into the sheets. His hips pressed even more roughly against her, slamming her pelvis as hard as he could, letting out ragged, primal pants of delight.
Sensing her growing discomfort, Lune wanted it to be over quick. She held onto his waist, moaning in his ear. “Fuck me…” She groaned, her voice out of breath. “Fill me…”
“Go on…” Ran’jit responded with a soft purr, relishing his dominance. “Tell me how much you want me.”
“Your seed…” Lune whimpered, pressing the general’s waist against her body. “All of it-”
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Illustrated piece for Lune's bad end story AKA Life as a Bonded.
Link to the specific chapter here
Looking forward to do more of these story scenes :3c