We landed near a riverbed miles away from the flames and guards. We stood in silence. I watched him as he paced, my eyes lingering on every bulging muscle, every smooth inch of his meaty c**k. "How do we get rid of this beast?" he asked.
I stepped closer to him. “There is a way.”
“Tell me.”
"I can... siphon it out of you with my body.”
He nodded. "I understand. If you need to cut me or strap me down, I'm ready."
I laughed. “Dear boy, there won’t be any cutting... And if we were in a more pleasant environment, such as a bedchamber, then perhaps I would strap you down. But, trust me, there will be no pain... Unless, of course, you ask for it.” I lifted my hand and touched his chest. “I practice a very particular kind of magic. And I’m sure that it will take care of the demon inside of
