Ofcourse he did!

"Whoops!" Your heart drops and your cock jumps at the realization of what that means and the fact there was no time or good enough reason to go all the way down to get your bottoms! You don't even have enough mana to make the trip. You were cursed and couldn't even be sure he did it on purpose as he honestly held an apologetic look in those usually mischievous eyes. The two of them had climbed up and Edgar was kind enough to offer his shoulder wrap for you to fashion a small pair of woolen undergarments cut 'just' enough to show the swell of your well rounded cheeks. Your clothing manipulation not allowing you much modesty nor did you have much mana to waste doing anymore.

Castus palmed your ass and again your embarrassment spiked and your arousal with it even though you jabbed him in the ribs for it. "I'm still mad at you Castus!" You tell him Edgar bringing a finger to his lips demanding silence as he called Castus into the lead because he was the front line should anything pop out of the shadows before your group. The cramp dusty walkways strung with cobwebs and ancient grim. It had been a long time since many of these paths had been walked though there were other well worn scratched from shambling footsteps that could still be heard as the undead moved into the field as the night grew darker and sucked the light from the sky as seen from the many cracks and windows.

Fear filled every breath, but still even though you feared for your life walking crouched behind these two impressive male specimens, taut muscles kept ready and alert. Castus's powerful legs folded under him and hovering over his heels was an amazing ass of his own... so strong! Then there was Edgar so stoic, strong jaw, sturdy frame, everything he did seemed so calm and controlled he oozed power and his lean frame hid agonizingly away under that leather armor; why couldn't you get the thought of what was under those clothes out of your head?!

Winding through the hallways there hadn't been anything exciting as the warzone outside was calling most of the attention. The girls and Feidre were doing a great job it seemed, it was when you all came to the balcony overlooking the throne room that you got a little worried. There was the goal centre in the open but guarding it was a nasty looking set of armour and a small unit on undead knights. You could likely get to the seal if you teleported and send all these enemies to hell in one shot but you'd have to 'recharge' that meant being of service! Oh god please don't suggest it Edgar please don't!

Yet your mind swirled and fixated on the thought of your lips wrapped around a hot thick shaft while looking up into the eyes of your 'man'! OH NO! Ohnononononononooo, your hands they're moving of there own volition, here hiding behind a wall with 'him' you're urges overtaking your fear and shame, the lust powering you through.

-Do you **** a blowjob upon one of them

-Are you going to masturbate for their viewing pleasure?

-Are you going to bend over a nearby bench and beg for one of them to take you right then and there?

-Do they attack the undead before you can offer yourself up?

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