"Indeed, I do," Azwel whispers. "I can feel it swirling in your root." He lightly presses his warm palm over the skin just above Felih's cock. "growing more and more powerful." Here he smiles. "Though I suppose the only definite way to find out is to try."
He steps back again and his hands go to the clasps and ties and stays of his robes, shedding the rich layers and jewels and even the golden circlet in his hair. Clad only in smallclothes that only just contain a bulging erection, he presents an interesting figure--the ritual scars that decorate his face run all the way down his neck and chest and torso, ending at his groin. They branch out onto his shoulders and arms, as well, a flowing network of raised white lines on pale skin, worn smooth by time. His frame is broad-shouldered and muscular, a bit out-of-keeping with the scholarly image he presents. And he appears completely comfortable with being so undressed.
"The array is fully calibrated," he says. "The only thing for it, now, is to begin the extraction. Mmmmmm, rest assured, I shall make it as... pleasurable as possible."
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Date: 2019-05-24 03:55 pm (UTC)He steps back again and his hands go to the clasps and ties and stays of his robes, shedding the rich layers and jewels and even the golden circlet in his hair. Clad only in smallclothes that only just contain a bulging erection, he presents an interesting figure--the ritual scars that decorate his face run all the way down his neck and chest and torso, ending at his groin. They branch out onto his shoulders and arms, as well, a flowing network of raised white lines on pale skin, worn smooth by time. His frame is broad-shouldered and muscular, a bit out-of-keeping with the scholarly image he presents. And he appears completely comfortable with being so undressed.
"The array is fully calibrated," he says. "The only thing for it, now, is to begin the extraction. Mmmmmm, rest assured, I shall make it as... pleasurable as possible."