Kingdom and glory - Royal campaign 1-3 (Patreon)

The wind gets stronger in the night, gently moving the top of the tents and shaking the trees at the border of the camp. The warm oil you gave Eirenas flavored the air in the tent, while the soft lights of the candlesticks flicker and shine on your sweaty bodies. He's on top of you, slowly grunting and growling at every thrust he gives you. Your heavy, sweaty legs tighten on his hips as he gently moves back and forth. He looks at you, drooling, while your big strong hands hold onto his huge arms. The warm oil smeared all over his crotch makes the pressure of his soft ballsack incredibly pleasant on your bottom every time he squishes it between your bodies, and you can feel his fat cock smoothly sliding inside you with the very warm head massaging your hole in a slow rhythm.

Every now and then you give him a deep sloppy kiss, just to make him drool some more on your neck and hear his voice "M-my king..." that's all he says; there's no need for words, or maybe you both understood, after so much time, that it's better if you don't talk when you're together. He grunts again, lays his sweaty forehead on your hairy chest and you hold it, smooching him. He gives a few, stronger thrusts, squeezing your cock between your belly and his abdomen, making you leak all over with precum while he empties his heavy balls inside you. A last, lingering little kiss, and then he looks you in the eyes as he pulls out, laying with all his sweaty, hairy body on yours as he heavily breathes on your neck. You hold him and caress his blonde curls while he starts grabbing your wet cock with his left hand.

You roll over the black sheets of the bed as he stares at you while you squish your dick on your belly, massaging it under the palm of your hand. He keeps catching his breath when he grabs his legs and lifts them up in the air, whispering "My king...", making you grin, "...i'm yours". "Eirenas" you sigh as your finger easily slides into his needy hole

You decide to...