

"This filthy living stench is repulsing..."
๐Mordekaiser
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Minors DNI / TABOO


"This filthy living stench is repulsing..."






แ แ แ แ "๐ก๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐น๐ผ๐๐ ๐ฎ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ฟ ๐ด๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒโฆ ๐ผ๐ฟ ๐ฝ๐น๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ." แ แ

"๐๐๐ค๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ. ๐๐๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐จ ๐." "๐ ๐๐๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ! ๐๐๐ค๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ!" ๐ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฌ, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐. ๐


โ ๐๐ถอ๐นอ๐ต๐ ๏ธต ใ. . . ๐๐๐๐ ๊ โ` ๐U อกยญโ ๐๐ &&. ๅซฬฌ PER๐๐ โบฬฒ ๐US๐ช๐ณ๐ฌยด. โฎ๏น#๐ชอ๐จอ๐๐๐ * แตแต

The mage happily lets his fingers explore, the cold armor merely providing him a means to tease the revenant. Difficult as it was, he managed to make his way to a crevice in Morde's armor. His skin, surprisingly soft to the touch as he felt those huge muscles as best as he could








Should Mordekaiser permit it, the prisoner would happily climb onto his throne and into his lap. His nude, Mortal flesh, placing itself upon his cold, iron armor. His fingers yearned to slither their way between the armor and grab hold of the spectral flesh beneath it.

Such submissiveness was a learned trait for the demacian. Whipped into shape by cruel guards and bastardized kings. No matter the source, he'd be happy to sit in the king's lap. Sitting on him and satisfying his Mortal needs even if he's reached immortality.