Clary did as she was told, nearing Sebastian where he sat proudly on his obsidian throne.
He looked every inch the dark King, wearing a black tunic and matching breeches, his snow white hair bedecked with a matching obsidian crown.
"Kneel."
Clary did so, kneeling in front of Sebastian's throne so that her nose was parallel to his crotch.
Sebastian nudged her legs apart father with his boot so that her pussy was fully visible to anyone that entered the throne room.
Clary knew what she was to do, and fumbled with the crotch of his pants, freeing his already hard and weeping cock from his trousers.
It was thick and veined, already pink at the tip from the blood that had rushed there. Precum beaded the tip, weeping down the sides.
Clary quickly lapped at it, moaning around Sebastian's cock as he gripped her red hair tightly in one fist.
He slammed her head down on his cock at the same time he rose his hips from the throne to ram his dick down her throat.
Clary took it all, bobbing her head eagerly in time with Sebastian's thrusts.
His balls hitting her face made a slapping noise that reverberated around the empty throne room.
Suddenly, the sound of the doors opening occurred, and boots marched down the aisle towards the throne.
Clary didn't dare stop her actions, lest she be punished, so she continued to take Sebastian's dick.
She felt the gaze on her pussy as the Endarkened warrior spoke, informing his King of the state of his kingdom.
Her pussy dripped from the gaze of the Endarkened as well as how turned on she was from pleasing Sebastian.
She took his dick particularly deep, choking around it. The vibrations and spasms of her choking had Sebastian cumming, slamming his dick down her throat one last time as he deposited his seed.
Clary lapped it up to the last drop, the smell and taste of him delicious.
"Good girl," Sebastian said, stroking her chin, before he gripped it and pulled her up to standing once more.
"Mount me," was all he said to her.
Clary readily climbed onto Sebastian's lap, kneeling on either side of his legs as she lowered herself onto his once again hard dick.
She guided him into her pussy, and the feel of him stretching her warm walls had her moaning.
Sebastian wasted no time in slamming his hips up into her, hitting deep.
Clary released a mewl, clawing at his back as she wrapped herself around him, thrusting her own hips in time with his thrusts.
The filthy sound of him slamming into her sopping pussy echoed throughout the throne room, and the Endarkened warrior watched, entranced, as it occurred.
"Continue," Sebastian growled to him, his large hands coming out to rest on Clary's hips and proceeded to help her slam down onto his dick.
The Endarkened warrior continued his report, watching the couple writhe and moan on the throne in front of him.
"Sebastian!" Clary squealed, as his hand came between them to furiously work at her clit, making her legs shake and lower belly muscles clench deliciously.
"Come for me, little sister."
He punctuated his statement with a flick to Clary's clit, and it was enough to send Clary over the edge, screaming as she did so.
Sebastian began his release too as he felt Clary's walls spasm around his cock, giving out a demonic roar as he came inside her, filling her with his ropy seed.
Clary sat with him still imbedded in her, too spent to move, panting with exertion.
Sebastian eyed the Endarkened warrior with a grin.
"You'll have to start over, I really wasn't listening at all."
