[Nitrogen]

It was... cute, in a way, to have Ellis clearly comfortable being himself around Gideon, embracing his femininity when they were in their intimacy, specially right now more than ever. It made Gideon find Ellis even more attractive and beautiful. He liked this, he liked his feminine little toy, becoming so pliant and submissive.

Round two came when Ellis was still fondly asleep and the sun had risen up. The tyrant climbed onto Ellis' much smaller body, peppering his face with kisses as he worked his hand along his hardening monster. Before Ellis' eyes could barely open, Gideon was stretching his entrance beyond his limits all over again, by pushing his humongous, mushroom cockhead right into him. "How the fuck you manage to still be so tight for me?" He grunted, easily getting lost in his own bliss. He had no idea what was it about Ellis' cunt that made his cock feel all kinds of sensations, to make it pulse in need and throb intensely inside Ellis' tight folds.

"Hey, sleepy-head," He chuckled when Ellis' eyes shot open to look up to him. Gideon allowed himself to stare at Ellis' face while he ravished his insides with his monster cock, rocking his hips deep and harder, back and forth, quickening his pace more and more.

[SilentFeather]

Ellis was slumbering one dawn, and like most of them he was ravaged even before he could take a breath. He sighed, wanting to turn over to slumber more but he was taken hostage and held down by Tyrant Gideon's much larger form.

He dreaded round two, wanting to simply slumber for a while longer but he was unable to because of Gideon's interrupting of his rest. He softly grunted, his breath coming out in heated gasps, he was aroused, so much that he could barely think or talk straight. When he was trying to awaken he was unable to slowly, but did in a swift fashion as he felt his Tyrant's massiveness invade his narrow passageway between his legs, causing a sharp gasp to leave his lips, followed by several more.

"G-Good morning Tyrant G-Gideon," He answered back, arching his back as he felt the presence of his insides being yanked and prodded by his Tyrant's gargantuan pole and moaning as the pain became a blur between pleasure and that.