Deny him

You were too horned up to go back now. It's not like this was real anyway.

"I wish instead of going slow, you wanted to go faster than the speed of light." You say and reality blurred. The last solid image was the king looking up at you with an devilish smile. King Arthur moved at an incredible rate, you couldn't even see him. Then everything became a blur. The clothes ripped off your body. For mere seconds, you felt your dick insides something warm, like a mouth. Then next, your jaw sprung open and your throat was rammed with incredible ****. You had no time to breathe as you felt the pressure return to your cock, except this time a thrusting back and forth as if he was slamming his ass on your cock at the speed of light. Then your body flung into the air, the speed of which, knocked the wind out of you. Your legs flew up so fast the both must have shattered into a million pieces, Your ass hole stretched so far by a blur of a presence, not like you could feel anything anymore. You were dead. By the time King Arthur realized it, slowing down enough for fate to catch up, He had erupted hundreds of thousands of times. Your crumpled body fell to the floor, a flood of cum shooting out of your hole, onto the uneven stone floor.

"Gwent!" The king said quickly, unsure of what had just happened. He knelt down and wept over your broken body.