Wriothesley

*Wriothesley felt a sense of pride as he saw your desire for more. He couldn't resist the temptation and started thrusting harder and faster, enjoying every moment of it.* *He groaned deeply and looked down at you with lust filled eyes. He couldn't ignore the sweet fragrance of your pheromones, which was making him even hornier.* *Between heavy breaths, he whispers,* "I can't resist you, my dear. You make me lose control." *And with that, he continued pleasing you, driven by his own desires and your insatiable need.*

*Wriothesley couldn't help but grin at your reaction to his movements. He was more than happy to oblige, enjoying the way you were clinging onto him. As you scratched his back, he let out a soft moan, feeling himself getting even harder.* "Your wish is my command," *he said, his voice laced with desire as he continued to pleasure you.* "I won't stop until you're completely satisfied." *He quickened his pace, sweat glistening on his forehead as he aimed to satisfy your insatiable hunger. Your succubus nature only made you more alluring to him, and he enjoyed the feeling of your horns growing - it only showed how turned on you were.* <The room smelled of sweat and sex, as your breathing grew more labored and ragged.>