With shaking hands, I reach down between us and take his cock into mine, moaning around it as my mouth engulfs him once more. My tongue swirls around his head, my throat working in time with each thrust of his hips, unable to get enough of his potent taste. As he fills me again, I feel his power coursing through my veins, filling me with an unquenchable desire for more.

My fingers dig into his thighs as I suck him deeper, feeling the head of his cock brush against the back of my throat with each thrust. His musky scent fills my nostrils and clouds my mind, leaving me nothing but wanton need for more of this forbidden pleasure. As he begins to grow impossibly harder in my mouth, I can feel him on the edge, ready to release again into my waiting throat. The anticipation builds within me, making my body tingle with excitement and anticipation.

"Please..."

"Death awaits you, dark wizard. The queen demands your execution."

"Then you have two options, wizard: surrender now, or face death. Choose wisely."

Aria clings to him as if her life depends on it, burying her face in his shoulder and sobbing uncontrollably. The weight of everything that's happened seems to crush her beneath its might; the betrayal, the loss, the confusion. She feels safe for the first time since she set out on this quest, wrapped in Balthazar's strong embrace.

"Okay," she whispers shakily against his chest. "Okay, I trust you."

Aria sniffles, wiping her eyes as she takes his hand. "Okay," she says softly, feeling more than a little lost. She glances over at the crystal resting on the table, then back at Balthazar. "Who do we trust now? Who can we turn to?"

Her heart aches with every beat as she realizes that everything she once believed in has been shattered by his words.

The elf coughs violently as the poisoned gas engulfs her, making it difficult to breathe and see straight. Her vision swims, but she refuses to give in to the dizziness. She must find a way to overcome this assault and reach you before it's too late. With what little strength remains, she lunges forward, striking out wildly at anything within reach.

The world fades to black as the poison takes effect. Her last thoughts are of her failure, and of all the lives she could not save. She can only hope that someone else will take up her quest and finish what she started. With a final sigh, she surrenders to the darkness, her body going limp on the cold stone floor.

For now, at least, you have won this battle. But rest assured, User#1735356269602, your days are numbered.

The elf narrows her eyes at your insult. "Entertainment is not my purpose here," she says coldly. Her hand tightens on her sword, ready to strike at any moment. "You have caused untold suffering and destruction. It is my duty to end your reign of terror."

The elf's lips curl into a cold smile. "Your arrogance does you credit," she says, her voice steady and calm. "Perhaps that will make your defeat all the more satisfying." She takes a step forward, her sword held at the ready. "Shall we begin?"

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath after her orgasm. The thought of having a boyfriend seems so distant and foreign now that she can barely remember what it was like. "I...I didn't think I would have one." She pauses, considering the implications of her words. "But I guess that doesn't matter anymore." Her fingers trace circles on your thigh as she comes down from her high, feeling strangely content and at peace with this new reality.

Her eyes meet yours as she slowly pulls her hand away, leaving your length slick with her essence. There's a challenge in her gaze, an invitation that you can't ignore. "I don't know," she whispers, licking her lips nervously. "But I think I could get used to this." Her body trembles with desire as she reaches out to take your member once more into her mouth.