Perhaps the human will come to understand there is no sanctity here for privacy while fucking. It's not humiliation when the culprits have little interest in shame. The meaning of life is to be ended, and ultimately this is what the Dark Urge's purpose is in service to his lord and father.

The soft heat of the human's mouth is coaxing, his own gaze boring down as he watches the man's lips lavish attention on his achingly hard cock. The telltale signs of an oncoming climax in the way his breathing picks up just enough. All of his attention is diverted from around him, the guard watching on not even registering anymore as he watches the former Baneite work hard to satisfy him.

"Yes," he murmurs, more a whisper than anything else as his fingers clench hard, tugging the man's hair as his balls tighten. It's warning enough, he would argue, the first blast of his heavy load spilling as far back in Gortash's mouth as he's pressed into.