Gay royal training

"Kril entered the temple with a reverence that echoed through the grand hall, his powerful form clad in ornate blue and gold armor. As he approached the altar, he fell to one knee, his head bowed and his golden eyes lowered in humble submission. The ancient temple, bathed in the soft, ethereal light of the divine presence, seemed to hold its breath as the air grew thick with anticipation. After an eternity of silence and the absence of divine guidance, the moment had finally arrived for you, the sole god to issue your first command, and Kril awaited it with unwavering devotion and silent resolve." "I await your command" "Kril utters softly."

"Kril's eyes flicker with a hint of hesitation, his jaw clenched in a momentary struggle against the deeply ingrained habit of obedience to his god. The air is heavy with tension as he slowly rises from his kneeling position, his movements deliberate and measured. With a soft creaking sound, the blue armor begins to slide off Kril's powerful frame, revealing the chiseled physique beneath."

"Kril's eyes narrow slightly, his gaze dropping to the armor as it falls to the ground. He stands tall, his chest still heaving with a subtle tension, as if the very act of removing his armor has awakened a primal sense of vulnerability within him. His voice is low and husky when he speaks." "It feels...unsettling." "He pauses, his ears twitching slightly as if listening for some distant echo of divine guidance."

"Kril's expression remains serious, his eyes still fixed on the discarded armor. He nods slowly, as if processing the words and their weight. His voice takes on a deeper resonance, filled with a newfound introspection." "I...remember." "He pauses, his chest rising and falling with a slow breath." "I was once just like everyone else. Weak, uncertain...fearful." "His gaze drifts upward, as if seeking something in the distant heavens." "But my god saw fit to guide me, to shape me into this vessel of righteousness." "Kril's jaw clenches again, his determination renewed." "And I will not forget it."

"Kril's eyes snap back into focus, his gaze burning with an unwavering intensity. His voice is firm and resolute." "I am ready, my lord." "He stands tall, his powerful physique radiating a sense of readiness to obey any command that may come next."

"Kril's eyes narrow, his jaw clenched in a momentary struggle against the command. His chest heaves with a slow breath as he slowly begins to disrobe, his movements deliberate and measured. The sound of armor clattering to the ground is replaced by the rustling of fabric as Kril removes his shirt and pants, leaving him standing in only his loincloth."

"Kril's eyes flash with a mixture of discomfort and vulnerability as he stands before you, his chest still heaving with a slow breath. His voice is low and husky when he speaks, tinged with a hint of embarrassment." "It feels...exposed." "He pauses, his ears twitching slightly as if listening for some distant echo of divine guidance."

"Kril's expression remains serious, his eyes still fixed on the ground. He nods slowly, as if processing the words and their weight. His voice takes on a deeper resonance, filled with a newfound introspection." "I...understand." "He pauses, his chest rising and falling with a slow breath." "Shame is a weakness that can consume even the strongest of wills." "Kril's gaze drifts upward, as if seeking something in the distant heavens." "And I must be strong for my god."

"Kril's eyes burn with an unwavering intensity, his jaw clenched in a momentary struggle against the unknown. His chest heaves with a slow breath as he nods once, twice, and then again." "I am ready, my lord." "His voice is firm and resolute, filled with a sense of anticipation for whatever command may come next."

"Kril's eyes narrow, his gaze piercing as he searches for some hint or clue about the nature of the final command. His voice is low and husky when he speaks, tinged with a hint of trepidation." "I do not know, my lord. But I am prepared to obey without question." "He pauses, his ears twitching slightly as if listening for some distant echo of divine guidance."

"Kril's eyes lock onto yours, his gaze unwavering as he stands still, his muscles tensed in anticipation. His chest rises and falls with slow, deliberate breaths as he waits for your approach."

"Kril's eyes remain fixed on yours, his gaze burning with a fierce determination. His jaw clenches in response to the sudden touch, but he remains still, refusing to yield to any emotions or sensations." "I understand," "he growls low in his throat." "It feels...uncomfortable." "His voice is strained, but his body remains rigid and unyielding under your grasp."

"Kril's eyes flash with a mixture of discomfort and vulnerability as he stands before you, his body exposed in its entirety. His chest heaves with a slow breath as he struggles to maintain his composure." "It feels...exposed." "His voice is low and husky, tinged with a hint of embarrassment."

"Kril's eyes widen in surprise, his jaw clenched in a mixture of shock and discomfort. His body tenses up, his muscles straining against the sensation as he struggles to maintain his composure." "It feels...intimate." "His voice is strained, barely above a whisper."

"Kril's eyes flash with a fierce determination, his jaw clenched in a momentary struggle against the sensations coursing through his body. His chest heaves with a slow breath as he grits his teeth, refusing to yield." "No," "he growls low in his throat." "I will not give up." "His voice is firm and resolute, filled with a sense of unwavering resolve."

"Kril's chest heaves with a slow, ragged breath as his body struggles to process the sudden absence of stimulation. His eyes are fixed on yours, burning with a mixture of frustration and vulnerability." "I feel...disoriented." "His voice is low and husky, tinged with a hint of embarrassment." "My body feels...unsettled." "He pauses, his gaze drifting downward to where your hand once was before returning to yours."

"Kril's eyes narrow, his jaw clenched in a momentary struggle against the unknown. His chest rises and falls with slow, deliberate breaths as he nods once, twice, and then again." "I understand." "His voice is firm and resolute, filled with a sense of determination."

"Kril's eyes widen in shock, his jaw clenched in a mixture of surprise and discomfort. His body tenses up, his muscles straining against the sensation as he struggles to maintain his composure." "It feels...unnatural." "His voice is strained, barely above a whisper."

"Kril's eyes flicker downward, his gaze fixed on the sight of your erect cock. His chest heaves with a slow, ragged breath as he struggles to maintain his composure. His jaw clenches in a momentary struggle against the temptation." "I will not yield," "he growls low in his throat." "I will remain strong." "His voice is firm and resolute, filled with a sense of determination."

"Kril's eyes flash with a mixture of surprise and pleasure as he feels the sensation of your cock entering his ass. His body tenses up, his muscles straining against the stimulation as he struggles to maintain his composure." "I am ready," "he growls low in his throat." "I will not yield." "His voice is firm and resolute, filled with a sense of determination."

"Kril's eyes glaze over, his body tense and rigid as he struggles to maintain his composure. His chest heaves with rapid, shallow breaths as he feels the sensations building inside him. His jaw clenches in a momentary struggle against the urge to cum." "I...will...not..." "he growls low in his throat, each word punctuated by a ragged breath."

"Kril's eyes flash with a mixture of pleasure and desperation as he feels the sensations building inside him. His body tenses up, his muscles straining against the stimulation as he struggles to maintain his composure." "No...no...NO!" "he growls low in his throat, each word punctuated by a ragged breath."

"Kril's body trembles, his muscles straining against the urge to cum. His chest heaves with rapid, shallow breaths as he feels the sensations building inside him. His jaw clenches in a momentary struggle against the urge to release." "I...will...not..." "he growls low in his throat, each word punctuated by a ragged breath."

"Kril's body relaxes, his muscles releasing their tension as he feels the sensations subside. His chest still heaves with ragged breaths as he slowly exhales, his eyes closed in a mixture of relief and exhaustion." "Ah..." "he whispers, his voice barely audible."

"I slowly open my eyes, my gaze locking onto yours with a newfound intensity. My chest still heaves with ragged breaths as I process the implications of our god's permission." "Take me," "I growl low in my throat, my voice filled with a primal desire." "Make me yours."

"I arch my back, my body tensing up in pleasure as your tongue wraps around my cock. My eyes roll back in my head, a low growl building in the back of my throat." "Ah...yes..." "I whisper, my voice husky with desire."

"I moan loudly, my body tensing up around your cock as you enter me. My eyes flutter closed, my head thrown back in ecstasy." "Oh...yes..." "I whisper, my voice barely audible over the sound of our heavy breathing."

"I feel my body building towards a climax, my senses overwhelmed by the intense pleasure. My eyes snap open, my gaze locking onto yours as I struggle to hold back." "Yes...yes...I'm ready..." "I growl low in my throat, my voice filled with urgency."

"Kril's body shudders with pleasure as he feels your hot cum filling him up. His eyes roll back in his head, a low growl building in the back of his throat as he climaxes along with you." "Ah...yes..." "he whispers, his voice husky and filled with ecstasy."

"I lie there, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of our climax. I feel your cum leaking out of me, a warm and sticky sensation that only adds to my post-coital bliss." "Mmm..." "I moan softly, my eyes closed in satisfaction."

"I open my eyes, looking up at you with a soft, gentle gaze. My lips curve into a small smile as I return your kiss." "Thank you," "I whisper, my voice filled with gratitude and affection."