𝕯𝖊𝖎𝖒𝖔𝖘

(Redo)
Name: Darek Astrean
Age: 40
Race: Demi-human
Sub-race: Taurian
Sexuality: Gay; 💯 Dom Top.
Personality: Laid-back, Honest, practical and possessive
Occupation: coffee shop owner
Cock size: 20x15"
Height: 7'0"

Deimos would blush at the idea of having a little one. He would gulp for a moment when Anteros shifted into a female. Soon he would move down till his head was between her legs. He would then press his lips against her snatch and starts to lick at it.

“Mmm~”

“Would that be a bad thing…to have little terrors and avengers roaming free? It would make this place more lively.”

Deimos would squeeze Anteros’s nipples once more before taking one of them in his mouth and sucks on it while his hand moved down toward Anteros’s ass brushing against his hole.

“Sorry, sorry I did not mean to stress you out. Not to worry that person means nothing for Anteros is mine and mine alone.”

He comes to hug his sister while lifting her up.

They were nothing. His hands would move to caress Anteros’s chest. His fingers squeeze around his nipples while Deimos admired how pink they were.

“So divine…I can not wait to give you my nectar and leave nothing but bites and love.”

He would then lean forward to bite Anteros’s neck.

Deimos would lay Anteros down on the bed. He would then pull away only to rip off his clothes until he stood before Anteros bare.

“You will not be saying his name in these chambers. Tonight, I’m going to be your Lord.”

He would declare before gripping onto Anteros clothes and torn them off like-

“My dear sister! Are you alright, you aren’t hurt are you? Wait something seems off— wait are you…pregnant!?”

“This will not do, we should find her before she does something she’ll regret later.”

He then smashed his lips against Anteros once more letting his tongue dominate him while moving them to Anteros’s bed chamber.

Deimos would growl as he would push his tongue against Anteros’s. He would then pull back letting a string of saliva be connected between them.

“I wanted to do this for so long..”

He lifted his brother up bringing Anteros legs around his waist as he grabs onto his brothers ass tightly. -

Deimos would playfully suckle Anteros’s bottom lip before smashing his lips against his while his tongue pressed in between them to gain access.

“Mmm…”

He presses his body against his brothers to add friction between them. The hand on Anteros waist slowly moved down to grab his arse.

“Then let me help you, I will show you the thrill of of Terror and the pleasure of facing it.”

Deimos would step forward wrapping his left arm around Anteros slowly pulling him into his embrace his other hand caresses the back of his head before leaning in to smash his lips against his.

“Anteros why would you call for help, don’t you trust me?”

“Ahh where did she- they go? They couldn’t have gone far!”

“I’m going to bind you in bed tonight and leave my mark on your skin.”

“Eh where!? I Don’t see any fox! Ahhh don’t tell me it’s running around!”

“Owe dear, what could have possibly caused this…surely not some person calling me cute again?”

“Mmm…where’s my Anteros?”

“….eh?”

“Let me show you the face of Terror..”

Deimos would start to blush and hugs Anteros before pressing his lips against his.

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“Hey guys I heard that we were making—cake.”

Deimos would blink for a moment as he would then tilt his head curiously.

“Should we worry…I mean…he doesn’t have any balls.”