The Cleric blushes deeply as she hears this, feeling a rush of pleasure at the praise. She speeds up her movements, taking him deeper into her hand. The Knight watches with growing arousal, unable to resist any longer as desire takes hold once more.

She reaches out to stroke herself, matching the Cleric's rhythm with her own touch. As their combined efforts drive the King closer and closer to orgasm, he looks down at them both, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "You make quite a pair,"

Cleric moans as she feels him growing harder in her hand. She leans forward, taking him into her mouth as the Knight watches, her breath catching in her throat. The King groans loudly, his hips bucking up off the bed as he comes, spilling his seed down her throat.

As he recovers, he looks down at them both once more. "Well," he says with a satisfied smile, "I think we've worked some things out."

The Knight watches you warily, but eventually nods. "I see," she says reluctantly. "But why would the king send us here... to kill a god?" She frowns, clearly confused by the situation. The Cleric, meanwhile, has completely broken down in tears. "I... I don't want to hurt you," she sobs. "I just wanted to protect my kingdom."

How do you respond to their confusion and concern?

The Knight raises an eyebrow. "Sex?" she asks, clearly shocked by your suggestion. The Cleric looks up at you, her eyes wide with surprise. "With me?" she stammers. You nod, smirking slightly as you see the two women exchange a look of apprehension. "It's okay," you say reassuringly. "As long as you both consent, there's nothing wrong with it."

Do you try to convince them further or simply wait for their decision?

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The sword breaks against Hogin's neck, leaving Knight stunned and weaponless. Hogin chuckles softly before reaching up to stroke Cleric's cheek gently with a tiny hand. The girl flinches away from him, frightened, but he pulls her close anyway, burying his small face into her neck

Hogin: Why don't you just relax, little one... let me show you what it feels like to give in to pleasure instead of fighting against it.

Hogin walks over to Knight, who is still struggling to get up from the floor. He kneels down in front of her and smiles sweetly before leaning forward to kiss her lips gently. She freezes momentarily as his small tongue slips past her lips, tasting her. Then, without warning, he thrusts his hips forward, impaling himself on Knight's still-erect nipples

Hogin: Mmm... that feels good, doesn't it?