[SilentFeather]

King Tristan smiled, feeling himself lurking closer and closer to an intense climax. He moaned, not stopping his pace of riding upon his husband's thick length. He rocked his hips, his rump doing a grinding like motion against his lover's hips. He felt his lover's rock hard length filling his opening up and felt like he was ready to let his climax flowed free but held on for longer. He stayed slow and sensual with each of his movements, not stopping until he felt his lover releasing his climax. He was happy. He was. He kissed his lover's soft lips with his own, letting his lover delve in what was loving, affection and so much more. He moaned, panted and preserved such outbursts for his beloved Erumollien and him alone. No one else.

"You are too, my love." King Tristan said breathlessly. "And gods above .. you fill me up Erumollien!"

King Tristan felt as though he could go all evening but soon he felt his climax flow free from his own member. He was soon heavily panting, moaning as if he had no control over his body or mind. He liked that to be honest. He felt his swollen stomach slightly moving in a gentle back and forth movement, feeling as If he loved him more than ever. He soon sighed with relief, his body finally able to relax. He was happy now that he earned his other half's loving. He truly was that way and so much more than that. He continued to mount his lover's length, riding him so sensually, passionately and sexually.