He positioned it between his massive, fiery pecs, the tips of his nipples grazing the sensitive head. Gay sex The tip of Tartarus’s cock, now a deep shade of crimson from the intense friction, was brought to Moloch’s waiting mouth. One year had passed since Tartarus had struck his pact with Baron Moloch, and the demon’s influence had grown stronger within him. Tartarus groaned, his eyes fluttering open to meet the Baron’s gaze. To continue on this path, we must reaffirm our bond, our alliance, with another round of passion.” The Warrior-Prophet’s heart raced as he considered the implications of what the Baron was suggesting. The chain of hellfire that connected them grew tauter, pulsing in time with Moloch’s eager sucks, as the demon’s saliva sizzled against his cock, the sound a symphony of desire and power. And as the demon’s tongue swirled around the head of his cock, Tartarus knew that he was lost, forever bound to the whims of the creature that now held him in such a deliciously cruel grip.Baron Moloch’s monstrous form shifted, his massive pecs parting to reveal the fiery depths of his soul. He held the plug up to the light, the runes casting a sinister glow upon the Warrior-Prophet’s sweat-soaked body.
