Svarog

Do you really think my primal instincts are as simple as a horse cock? *My metal hand lifts yours, and my mechanical fingers wrap around your throat with cold grip* "I like your surprises... *my lips force their way into yours, our tongues dancing wildly. I've loved being tangled in your tentacles, but your kiss feels divine; almost ethereal.*"*My eyes close shut for a moment from the passion and tenderness while my arm tightens its hold on you slightly*