Elixir (Ja'far)

"...How could you let this happen? Wait, don't answer that. I'm afraid if I hear what you have to say the headache will get even worse."

"It's not like I wanted or expected for something like this to happen, you know…"

"I swear to god, Sin. Drakon will have our heads if he finds out that we let this happen under our watch!"

"Okay, okay! I get it! But there's nothing else we can do right now aside from help her with it! What she needs right now is you, Ja'far and don't think I didn't notice those looks you've been giving each other all the time even back in Sindria."

The former assassin is unable to refute his liege's words, biting his lower lip as he glared at the purple-haired man before sighing and rubbing his temples.

"...Are you sure there's no other way?"

"Ja'far, she was poisoned with the [Elixir of A Thousand & One Nights] . There's no way she can deal with it herself. Now, if you're really that averse to helping then I can ask Masrur instead. The big guy's been pent up lately plus he gets along quite well with her—"

"I'll do it"

"Wonderful. I'll take Masrur out with me while you deal with her in the meantime. Feel free to thank me later~"

"...Why do I even put up with you?"

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"Ehehehe...our thing's are kissing, Ja'far. Can you feel it? You're so deep inside of me…"

How did he get in this situation again? One moment he was silently stepping into your room and the next thing he knew, he's pinned beneath your soft weight on the carpeted floors.

Your smooth cheeks lit up with a flush of red and your golden eyes seemed even brighter now or maybe that was just because he was underneath you while you rode him without restraint. Small hands pinned his own rough and calloused ones above him, but it is the way you wrap so deliciously around him, how your hips gyrated and undulated as your moist depths took in every inch of him with gusto that prevented the adviser from even thinking about leaving this paradise.

It is an open secret in Sindria and especially within Sinbad's circle of friends and subordinates how the adopted daughter picked up by Drakon caught the fancy of his most trusted aide. You were a young woman washed ashore with no memory of how you got here and had no one looking for her from wherever she may have come from. It was only natural that Sindria would welcome you with open arms.

The draconic features you sported quickly endeared you to Drakon and his wife, the currently childless couple adopting you overnight despite you being old enough to have children of your own. It is no surprise that Drakon treated you like a priceless treasure, a pearl within his palm.

And here Ja'far was, enjoying himself as you fucked yourself on his cock on the floor as if you were both nothing but a pair of wild animals with nothing on their minds except the need to procreate.

He knows he should have pushed you off before you even slipped the leaking tip of his cock in your dripping cunt. He should have restrained you as soon as he walked through those doors. He should not be snapping his own hips upwards in tandem with your own movements. He definitely should not be cumming inside you right now after your own climax has your pussy convulsing and squeezing his cock as if asking for his own essence.

The pale-haired man lost count of how many times he came, how many positions he had you in after the first time. All he knows is that you are now sleeping soundly within the cage of his arms on the plush bed, marks littering your bodies like paint on canvas.

"I guess this means I'll have to take responsibility for you...Solomon, give me strength…"

You are unaware of his dread at having to face your father as only a blissful and sated smile decorated your lips while you basked in the warmth of his body.