Cover the Lady of Shadow's body.

You meet her gaze with one more intense. "You're gonna let me coat your body with all I've got," you answer.

She hold her arms over her bust and flushes pink. It's a humiliating demand, though she also would rather perish than not uphold her pride, even if it seems counterproductive to defend one's pride by being covered in cum. She slowly crawls over to you while you stand back up, which immediately places her face-to-face with the head of your cock. She stares at it, memorized for a moment, before looking to you with pleading eyes. The cute expression you read is strange at first, given who it's coming from, but she's submitting to your request with ease. Her word really is unbreakable.

The shadow of your dick looms overhead like a great dragon soaring above. She reaches up, suddenly almost timid, as she wraps a warm hand around the bulging shaft. Her other joins it. Then slowly, she runs her fingers up and down, from shaft to head, all while she aims it like a hose directly at her body. She does this for a short time, watching as you groan quietly in pleasure, though she then touches the tip to her tongue before sliding it inside her mouth. She slurps and licks, covering it in sleek lubrication.

"I didn't say mouth," you speak. "But it's appreciated."

She then slides her hands once again, and they slip much more easily now. "Do not speak. Cum."

"You'll have to do better than that to make me blow."

Frustrated, yet equally excited, she moves her fingers with incredibly precision, along with speed and firmness along your cock, using every trick she knows to help you along. As she does, she judges her tits together, still aiming your member at her body. "It will help... to picture how I will look afterwards."

"It'll be a lot."

She flushes deeper. "O-Oh?" Then she swallows loudly. "Good."

Then she switches to one hand. Her other moves to caress her breast, massaging it in a teasing manner for you to enjoy. She does this as she poses one leg out, one in, as she lays back to await her coat of paint. Her pace slows, building up again to quicken the moment her second hand rejoins. She strokes it hard now, more than before, moaning beneath her breath, either to tease you further, or perhaps due to pleasure of her own--just by giving you a handjob, and the anticipation of what's to come.

Speaking of which, your body burns, and your balls well as you near. You feel your body tense up. Without speaking, she can tell, and she smirks at you. Suddenly you're filled with the desire to see how she appears, always so arrogant with a cocky smile, suddenly being covered by all you have.

"It's coming," you say quietly.

"I know," she says. Then she sticks out her tongue. "So do it."

You groan as you feel a sudden rush of dizziness. Your cock throbs hard, and as you cum at last, you send out every last drop directly at her body. The cum absolutely covers her chin, her tits, and her stomach, with some even ending up on her arms and legs. Her confident smile turns into **** gasping breaths. It's difficult to look prideful when being actively covered in a man's fluids, and she's absolutely painted. She likely didn't expect the amount either. She moans at the sensation, and continues to jerk you off until every last bit you have is on her.

Gradually, she stops.

After pulling her hands away, she runs them down her sticky figure, and she looks to you with flustered, submissive eyes. "Y-Yes... It was a lot." She looks around and sees some tattered rags piled up in the corner.

As she goes for them you say, "No cleaning yet."

"That was not--" But she stops herself, and sits still, covered.

Time passes, and you soon recover enough to stand. "So, did I win?"

She furls a brow. Finally, she grabs the materials, and begins to wipe as much off as she can. "N-No."

"Are you sure? Because how you look right now really says differently."

Though there may be a bit left, she stands regardless and glares at you with a huff. It looks like she's trying to find the right words, but she soon gives up. Then at last, she steps towards you, slowly at first, but then grabs you by the chest and begins pushing you towards the doorway. "I am not finished with you yet... A real man finishes more than once, right?"

"Did I miss a spot?"

"N-Not my body this time!"

Before you know it, you're thrown through the door, and in her embrace, she hurls the both of you off the side of the ship.