My Frostmourne can't be so cute

The aftertaste of the previous violent orgasm has not faded. Under Alsace's fierce impact, Frostmourne couldn't help but bowed to his two slender legs and tightly held Alsace. His midfielder, seemingly unconsciously, and as if seducing/deceiving, matched Alsace’s turbulence/movement back and forth, pulling him towards his body and making the bond between the two people more and more intense. The tighter/density.

"Swollen, swollen...well...Master..."

Frostmourne's wound made an unexplained whimper, as if she was complaining to Arthas; but her master couldn't control that much, watching Frostmourne under her face full of peach/red, starry eyes. Closed and shy, Arthas couldn't help but leaned down, kissed Little Demon Sword's lips again, and gently licked the tip of her tongue.

The ridges of the cavity/path are extremely compact, and Arthas takes a lot of effort every time he enters and exits; the Red Dragon Queen’s transformation of his body is not in vain, and the large amount of unidentified liquid just flowing out of Frostmourne also acts as The effect of lubrication.

Arthas loosened the lips of Little Demon Sword-Frostmourne had been so dizzy with his kisses that he couldn't distinguish the north, south, east and west; the corners of Alsace's mouth were exposed when he looked at the blurry appearance of the body/beauties. A wry smile-he feels a bit depraved/fallen.

Yes, depravity/fall-Arthas used a very serious word to describe his current state, because just now, he suddenly felt, what the Burning Legion, what the Lich King Ner'zhul, what the Balrog King Ragnaros... seems to have nothing to do with him-he feels that he can just mix with Frostmourne on the bed like this until the sky is dark.

Of course, this is an unrealistic idea. Arthas knew that he still needed to help his father deal with government affairs, and he needed to protect the world from being violated and coveted by those destroyers; thinking about this, he raised his head and looked towards To the front of his bedroom.

Hurry up and finish, and then go to father's study.

——Alsace thought so.

However, an accident interrupted Alsace's thoughts, because he seemed to see... the door of his room was pushed open a gap, and a bright eye was looking through the gap, looking at himself, or rather... The self and Frostmourne who are shamelessly dating/co-authoring.

"Who? Who is there?"

Arthas was taken aback, and even softened a bit with his hard bend; he was stunned for a while before shouting.

"Boom! ... Whoops!"

After a muffled sound, Arthas heard a crisp whirring sound—someone was outside, or a...girl!

who is it?Is it the maid in the palace?Or did any family member of the noble family who came to the palace take the wrong path and came to the outside of their bedroom?Or... will it be the Three Windrunner Sisters or Jaina?

——Various thoughts flashed through Alsace’s mind. He gently pulled out his softened benign from Frostmourne’s body, and stuffed it into his own. In the pajamas, he leaped over Frostmourne's limp body lightly from the bed/and jumped to the ground. Before he could even wear his shoes, he rushed out of his room door.

...

Taresa didn’t know what her mood was now-she was sent by Princess Kalia to invite Prince Alsace to have morning tea, and then accidentally ran into the prince and his beautiful fiancee, Ms. Shuang, who were in bed ...Do that shy thing that can only be done between husband and wife.

Taresa knew that she should run away immediately, but she pushed the crack of the door a bit bigger instead, knelt on the carpet and watched intently.

Taresa has never seen such an intimate thing between lovers, especially... When Prince Arthas said those embarrassing things to Ms. Frost in that bad tone, Taresa felt herself His heart is about to jump out of his chest.

When Ms. Frost is kneeling on the bed/like a puppy, and His Royal Highness Prince Alsace shrugs/moves behind her, from Taresa's angle, Ms. Frost's full moon-like bulge can be clearly seen. Among the hips/hip, the white, but extremely thick/large cylindrical object came in and out; especially when Ms. Shuang made the highest scream, it suddenly sprayed His Royal Highness Prince Arthas The clear liquid all over—Taresha knew where the thing should come from, and this discovery made her feel flushed.

Unfortunately, Taresa's voyeurism was discovered-I don't know why, His Royal Highness Prince Arthas saw himself through the crack of the door, and then asked loudly.(To be continued.)

872 Master, do you want to play... That!

Poor Taresa was so frightened by the shout of His Royal Highness Prince Alsace that she quickly got up, trying to escape quickly.

But after I knelt at the door for so long, although the carpet is soft, I don’t have to worry too much about knee pain, but Taresa’s body is not very strong after all. When she stood up too fiercely, she suddenly felt black in front of her eyes. Fainted.

Taresa, who was dizzy and dizzy, accidentally fell forward and hit the wall of the promenade, knocking her forehead red; Taresa, who was slightly awake, ran forward in a panic again, as a result All of a sudden fell on the carpet.

...

"Taresha, is it you?"

Just when Taresa was about to get up quickly, everything was too late—Alsace had already ran out of the bedroom, and he happened to see Taresa lying on the ground and asked in surprise.

"Huh? I...um...it's me..."

Taresa propped her body with her hands, raised half of her body, dodged and did not dare to look at Arthas, lowered her head and muttered.

"Why did you fall? Get up quickly..."

Arthas didn't think too much, he walked to Taresa's side, bent over slightly, took Taresa's hand, and pulled her up.

"Thanks...thanks..."

Taresa stood in front of Alsace, still bowing her head, and stammered-she rubbed her hand-I don't know what is sticky, slippery...what is it?

"Ahem... Well, Taresa, why are you here?"

When Arthas saw the look of Taresa, he knew that she had read all the things about him and Frostmourne. Arthas didn't know when the little maid started watching it. He only hoped... …Don’t just see the end from the beginning.

"I... Her Royal Highness Princess Kalia said... I want to ask Prince Arthas to go to the garden, so I came, and then..."

Taresa still didn't look up, but said intermittently.

"Then... ahem, did you see it all?"

Arthas asked tentatively.

"I... I didn't see anything!"

Taresa finally raised her head, her face flushed red, and she vetoed it unconvincingly.

"Um... come in first, Taresa, there are some things I want to tell you..."

Arthas looked down at himself-his upper body was naked, his lower body was only wearing a pair of pajamas-indecently, these pajamas were wet with the liquid sprayed from Frostmourne , Now crumpled, it's really impolite; if someone else passes by and sees himself like this...that's really bad.

"Oh...oh..."

Taresa followed Alsace in a daze and walked into his bedroom. She saw the prince closing the door with his backhand, and the sound of the sliding button closing with a "click" suddenly made Taresha feel in his heart. A tremor—what is Prince Arthas going to do?

...

"Xiaoshuang, get up!"

Arthas walked to the bed, saw Frostmourne lying there, motionless, and quickly asked softly.

"No, Xiaoshuang has been broken by his master, and can't get up! Xiaoshuang is dead!"

Frostmourne still remembered Alsace's "rough" behavior towards him just now and the appearance of embarrassing him, lying on the bed and pretending to die.

"Get up! Just now we... were all seen by Taresa!"

Arthas was so angry that he leaned into Frostmourne's ear and said softly.

"Xiaoshuang knows!"

Frostmourne opened his beautiful black eyes, blinked and said to Arthas.

"you know?"

Alsace was taken aback.

"Yeah! Anyone around will come over, Xiaoshuang knows how long they have been here!"

Frostmourne propped up his body lazily, holding his cheeks in his hands, and kicking his bare feet constantly behind him--seeing the master's worries, the little magic sword seemed to be gloating.