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Urgran spat towards the ground, missing the campfire as Lysa..
🕑 Added 2024-03-12 14:00:25 +0000 UTC Urgran spat towards the ground, missing the campfire as Lysander watched, a small mischievous smile spreading across his thin face. “Well, I don’t mean to offend you, Orc. I just wanted to see if what they said was true.” “It’s true, but I have no need to prove it to you, Elf.” The Orc grunted, his thick arms crossing over his broad chest as he turned away from the magician. The Elf sat a little straighter, comically shrugging. “After all, my kind values empirical data above all else. And with all those rags you wear," he gestured towards the Orc's tattered clothing, "who can say for certain what lies beneath?" With a low, guttural growl, Urgran roughly stripped off his clothing and tossed it aside in frustration. The moonless night made it difficult for Lysander to see, but even in the darkness he could sense Urgran's frustration and regret at giving into the Elf's desires. As the flickering torchlight danced over his form, Lysander couldn't help but admire the Orc's physique. His body was everything he had hoped for - thick and muscular, with a round belly that only added to his rugged appeal. Lysander knew that somewhere hidden under those layers of flesh was Urgran's cock, but it was too dark to make out any details. Perhaps in the light of day, he would have another chance to catch a glimpse. “Well, I suppose I can let you be right this time, Orc.” Lysander said with a chuckle, laying back down to rest. “You do look much better like this, though.” The Orc's cheeks turned red as he hastily put back on his armor and clothing.
