The words aren't so much unbidden as laced with his impatience. Whatever leave he has given the human to act under his own volition - within reason - seems to have left him expecting the man will climb upon him sooner rather than later. He spends all day telling people what to do and it has left him irritable that he has to keep directing when he has already made his desires clear.
It doesn't matter that he's being unreasonable, not when the head of his cock is already flushed pink against his otherwise pale skin. He has been ready to fuck for what feels like far too long now, and it's mostly due to him being serviced almost immediately in ways the cultists know he likes. He doesn't give Gortash much leeway at all considering he has no idea.
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The words aren't so much unbidden as laced with his impatience. Whatever leave he has given the human to act under his own volition - within reason - seems to have left him expecting the man will climb upon him sooner rather than later. He spends all day telling people what to do and it has left him irritable that he has to keep directing when he has already made his desires clear.
It doesn't matter that he's being unreasonable, not when the head of his cock is already flushed pink against his otherwise pale skin. He has been ready to fuck for what feels like far too long now, and it's mostly due to him being serviced almost immediately in ways the cultists know he likes. He doesn't give Gortash much leeway at all considering he has no idea.
"Fuck yourself on your new master."