Helpless Little Girl, Rather Then A Mighty Warrior

Cassius's hand lingered in Avery's hair, stroking it with a loving tenderness as he gazed down at her, his eyes soft yet glinting with a playful edge.

"You didn't have to swallow it all, you know." He murmured, as he brushed a thumb across her cheek, still damp with the aftermath of her efforts. "Could've spat it out, there's no shame in that."

Avery looked up at him, her lips still tingling with the taste of him, her eyes wide and earnest as she shook her head.

"No, Young Master." She said, her voice steady despite the flush creeping up her neck. "It's my duty as a knight—to satisfy you, to give you everything I can. Especially after you...you licked my dirty little pussy, took me in your mouth like that."

"...I-It's only right I take all of you too—everything you give me."

Her gaze then flicked to his cock, still rock-hard and glistening, and a flicker of surprise crossed her face.