Erik spent most of this time either enjoying the show or exploring his ice glyph and rune.
But in the end, Emily proved her pride and willpower were still intact when, an hour later, she was mostly delirious yet had still not given in to the tempting smell and taste in front of her.
She panted heavily, and the desire to cum was burning in her eyes, but she remained quiet. Still refusing to give Elora more satisfaction than she already had.
The fairy in question stood behind Emily with a pout on her face and various tools in her hands. "Turns out I lost another bet, Master." She said, without any real shame or regret. Calling Erik master for a week had no impact on her and was just a bit of fun.
Erik chuckled happily, "Well, not for a lack of trying, my wicked little ember."
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