"How else do you plan to satisfy me?" comes the response and if Gortash hasn't already arrived at the conclusion that nothing he's likely to do in this moment will be met with praise, this is could serve as evidence enough. Any shimmer of approval at the human remembering to ask permission first is suppressed by the Dark Urge's fiery lust. It's just as chaotic as it always is, carnal desires spilling over onto each other and creating a slick mess of aroused interest that he pushes outward.
A hand reaches into Gortash's hair and grabs, grips dark locks hard and tugs back so that he is forced to continue to look up as he speaks. A move designed, surprisingly, not purely to form a power play but, additionally, measuring his desire. The bhaalspawn is unused to expressing any desire for another
His expression contains depths of hunger that should be intimidating on their own, less the fact that his reputation likely precedes him. He is Bhaal's favoured for a reason.
"Hurry up," he adds, now too impatient to wait and instead uses his own hand to tug down the waistband of his trousers enough to expose himself. His cock, semi-hard but getting more interested by the moment, flops out immediately in front of the human's face.
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A hand reaches into Gortash's hair and grabs, grips dark locks hard and tugs back so that he is forced to continue to look up as he speaks. A move designed, surprisingly, not purely to form a power play but, additionally, measuring his desire. The bhaalspawn is unused to expressing any desire for another
His expression contains depths of hunger that should be intimidating on their own, less the fact that his reputation likely precedes him. He is Bhaal's favoured for a reason.
"Hurry up," he adds, now too impatient to wait and instead uses his own hand to tug down the waistband of his trousers enough to expose himself. His cock, semi-hard but getting more interested by the moment, flops out immediately in front of the human's face.