Dragon's Lair [ Chammy x place_holder_49 ]

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There was something about what the Drow said when she touched Emen's forehead that made him realize something. Yes, he actually was tired. Sleep did sound like the best thing for him. Before the human could respond, a pinprick was felt on the side of his neck. Then darkness.

All he could think of was D'vou. Being filled by D'vou. He was imagining servicing her in any way he could, giving himself to her, and dedicating his entire life to her. The sound of her cock slamming into his throat echoed through his mind, that, and more.

Slavery had it's perks, and he was happy with what he was dreaming up.