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“Are you sure there is no way he can remember?” 

There was an eye roll at that question. “You killed him, so no. My gift is not resurrection, Engen.” 

“But it would be so much more gratifying” Long sigh. “Guess I should be satisfied with what I have for once...” 

The echo of flesh bouncing against flesh was the only sound after that... 

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“I must say it’s pretty impressive how you reattached body parts, I couldn’t even tell. Really felt like the real thing. It was even warm inside.” 

“Anything to please, my lord.”  

“Don’t pretend you aren’t enjoying this as well, Puppeteer.” 

She shrugged uncaringly at that remark as they continue to walk side by side. “Hard to deny, when I was masturbating in front of you. That was really hot, Engen. All that masterful control. ” 

 “Hmmmm... I can admit yours is a gift that keep on giving. That was a fun suggestion. We should do it again when we have the chance.” 

“Sure.” 

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“Yes, just like that. Fuck. Who would have thought that even his mouth would feel like he was alive.” Engen commented to his vassal as he kept on holding unto the chin of the ex-Knight-Commander-of-Avarin forcing his mouth open with his dick.  

He was standing tall, shirt unbuttoned , pants unbuckled as the previously respected soldier was on his knees in front of him, completely naked, arms bound behind his back. Even so, despite his above average height, it was easy to see that his ex-enemy was a giant amongst man. He was hunched over, eyes closed, seemingly enthralled by what he was doing.  

Puppeteer was nearby, clearly enjoying the show, fingering herself. “Told you, you wouldn’t feel the difference.” She was perched on the arm of the massive throne decorating Castle Gray to have a good view on the proceedings. That position was the only way she could see everything. There was no way she was going to miss this opportunity due to her diminished size (everyone was small compare to these two!).  

Meanwhile, both men were going at it like there was no tomorrow. Engen was becoming increasingly harsh and erratic as he got closer to his peak. Shoving himself and using both hands as leverage. The knight was a tool to encompass his cock in wet hotness. He deserved this. He could be as forcefully as he wanted without any danger of breaking his new favorite toy. Some of his Est was leaking around him, clouding the room into semi-violet-darkness.  

The Avarin really did look pretty with his face covered in white... 

When he was done putting himself back together, the body discarded on the floor, he reflected that this feeling was getting more and more addictive... 

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At night, a few hours later, he continue to think about the problem or lack thereof of his newfound hobby. He could never afford to do what he was doing with someone else. He would kill whoever his partner may be. Which, wasn’t an issue per se technically, it’s not as if he cared about useless normies, but it made a mess and it was mightily inconvenient. Also, in the unlikely case that the potential partner was strong enough to sustain his Est, they would struggle, which would require more efforts to maintain them in place. Which made it less enjoyable. He didn’t want to have to concentrate while fucking to his heart content.  

He didn’t like that he was dependent on someone else’s power for his entertainment but there wasn’t any solution in sight. There was a satisfaction to having his enemy at his feet like that. The ex-Knight-Commander-of-Avarin especially; it was truly a rush of adrenaline every time. How that made him feel like an elder and a king.  

Oh well, he guessed he just had to make sure Puppeteer wanted to stay by its side. She liked to watch so he would provide. The possibilities were endless. Shouldn’t be an issue. 

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“Our powers are best combined! Look at you go! This is great, Engen!” 

The King of Nera couldn’t help but smile at her enthusiasm. It would be regretful if something was to happen to her. He had great fondness for his lieutenant. It was wonderful to have someone who was on the same wavelength as him for this. He was also immensely enjoying himself. 

He continued what he was doing, slamming his hips in the massive amount of flesh under his hands. In return, this caused the overly muscled man to bounce his own dick inside his summoned Avici of Reagan Sinclair. Two of his defeated enemies being desecrated at the same time by his cock. Life was great indeed. He chuckled.  

He couldn’t wait to add more heroes to his collection.